Saturday, November 28, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Did anyone watch the National Dog Show??? The Bulldog won in the Non-Sporting group! If only Chloe didn't eat that Rat Poison the other day, i'm almost positive she could have entered...
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
The other night after making dinner for just the two of us, we walked down to Sugarhouse to get some ice cream and go to Barnes & Noble. As we were walking hand in hand, Adam said aloud exactly what I was thinking at that very moment: "SO, we spend all our time together." It was both a question and a statement. and very funny. I think in that instant we both realized that we are MARRIED and will be FOREVER.
it was wonderful.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
SO last night was the Cowboy Poetry and Buckaroo Fair in Heber and Erin really wanted to go, but Ingrid did NOT. We ended up going and Ingrid complained the whole way there. Ingrid hates anything social, fun, or wholesome, and you can bet-your-boots the Buckaroo fair is all 3 of these. Once we arrive we find out tickets to the Buckaroo dance were 22 bucks a pop! "Woo Hoo!" Ingrid thought, "we don't have to dance! We can just get in the car and go home." But no no no, the Buckaroo fair is more than just a dance; there are booths and booths of cowboy-indian-polygamous-paraphernalia for dayyysss. So we did the two-step through each booth and Ingrid started feeling a little better, but she didn't want anyone to know.
After our fair share of saddles, chaps, and boot straps, we decide to head home. FINALLY. As we pass the entrance to the Buckaroo dance, we notice no one is sitting out front taking tickets anymore. So whattyaknow, everyone decides it would be a good idea to sneak in and have the last dance at the Buckaroo Fair. "UGH. You've gotta be kiddin' me", says Ingrid under her breath. We shuffle into the dance and have some quality-people-watching-time. Ingrid hates cowboys.
So after 5 minutes, Erin finally says, "We have to dance-c'mon."
It was fun, however, at that point Ingrid realized she married the worst.dancer.on.the.planet.
Overall, it was fun and i'm glad we ended up dancing--even though it looked more like we were gently wrestling to music.
Adam: "I wish I could dance better."
Erin: "I wish you could too."
Adam: "If I was dancing with Erin and not Ingrid, I would have done better."
And no, we didn't take one photo. Ingrid hates photos.