next stop > scotland.

During our trip Lei and I couldn't stop oohing and aahing over all the flowers. Meanwhile, Scott and Addy couldn't stop oohing and aahing over St. Andrews golf course. This was the highlight of my trip. For Adam it was Edinburgh.
Ooh, and you can't forget this little hotel we stayed at:

i guess you can say that was a highlight too.

just a wee bit.

ireland.

ireland was magical. i don't quite remember the first two days, overcoming jet-lag and all. but it was magical. and yes, adam and i wore matching shoes the entire trip. in case one of us got lost.

Diaries of a Home owner, Part II

When I said there was lack of storage space, I wasn't kidding. We don't have a pantry. NO WHERE to store food. I mean, did people back in the 1930's not EAT? No wonder they were skinnier....hm. maybe we'll try that out.

Anyway, we have exposed shelving-which I actually don't mind.

Then I saw this:

(photo)

Bingo!

Pantry Shmantry.

Diaries of a Home owner, Part I

1. We bought a home built in the 1930's right in the heart of Sugarhouse on a tree lined street. While this is my greatest dream, old homes come with their own set of problems: renovations, lack of storage space, ghosts, etc, etc.

2. We are looking for tenants. We have the cutest MIL apartment downstairs. We prefer girls. Preferably a homely girl who likes to bake treats for her landlords, has no interest in guys, works 15 hour days and is OCD about cleanliness.....
what?

3. We had tenants back-out last night. They felt really bad-but they said they will bring us by some ionized water. really? water? Maybe it's a good thing we didn't rent to those wackos.

4. My Dad replaced all the locks in the house so that (and I quote) " You won't get raped".
thanks, Dad.

5. It has a RED front door. Now c'mon!

I promise I will post some pictures once adam and I stop living like hobos and unpack more shtuff.
But I can't promise them anytime soon, cuz we're leaving in 5 days! BBAAHH!

KOL concert

Sat outside on the grass with this cute boy.

I also ran into this little gem:

While everyone-literally-every around us was rollin' doobies, we managed to smuggle in chewy jolly ranchers, mambas, and nibs. such rebels.
We also managed to not get high. heh.
I also looked like a nun compared to all the hootchies other girls there.
Gotta love West Valley.

I always wanted to marry a Doctor...

...but I think this is as close as i'm gonna get.