We are Selfless

What a contradiction to my claims in earlier posts! I tell you all the time that I am selfish. Which is true.I feel like it isn't as bad when I straight up tell you that I am selfish. hmmm.


Or maybe I say it so you notice all of the non selfish things I do so you will tell me otherwise. Wow I have figured it out! I am constantly digging for compliments! Selfish written all over it.

Moving on, Celina and I are on the Force for Good Committee at our work. We raise money for different charities and such. It is alot of fun! There is nothing like a "fundraiser high." Except maybe a "runner's high," love running. Besides the point.


So last weekend Caitlyn, Kristen, Celina and I went to "Bowls for Humanity." We bought a bowl that was made by a student and all the proceeds went to The Provo Food and Care Coalition.




As you can see in my right hand, I am holding my credit card. they didn't accept credit cards for the bowls. I owe Celina $5.

1+1= -1

Let's practice our addition. Shall we?

+

= a broken phone

I dropped my phone in a cup of water. Yep. I was carrying a cup of water and my phone in the same hand. And the phone slipped, ever so gracefully into the cup of water.

I've been putting off buying a new phone for quite some time now. I guess I can't avoid it any longer. Ugh.

Any advice on what phone to get?

p.s. Don't tell Caitlyn the phone has made its last call and sent its last text. :( It may break her heart.

Dresses Galore

This post is going to be short. I am tired. I am tired to the point that I can't seem to form clever sentences or words in my brain. Or full sentences period. Oh pete sake. Let's get this over with.


Don't let my....(a synonym for negative) attitude fool you. I am writing about something that is very exciting! I went shopping. And it went well.

A very successful shopping trip if I must say so myself.

I found 6, count it, 1..2..3..4..5..6 dresses that are amazing! I bet you have never purchased 6 dresses at one time.

I bought 6 dresses, a vest, a scarf, and a pair of boots for $52.

Now THAT is rich. (that was for you Mal)

What is a Ditz?

While waiting patiently in the Park Cirty Walmart for Shannon, Fallon and Shelley to check-out, Whitney and I look at drinks. Out of no where I get a sharp jab to my ribs by Whitney's elbow. I turn and see a HUGE man standing not 10 feet away from us. I mean HUGE! He had to duck to get out of the walmart sliding doors. The industrial doors that you could drive a truck through, yeah those doors. He had to duck to get out those doors.

So being the girls that we are, we followed after him trying to get a picture of him. None of them were working, so in desperation I ran up to his truck as he was driving away and knocked on his window.

B: Hi. So sorry to ask this, but could we take a picture with you?
M: Sure.

(Huge man gets out of vehicle.)

B: Thanks. I'm sure you hate this sort of thing.
M: No it's fine.
B: Well hi, nice to meet you! What is your name?
M: My name? (man seems very confused)
B: uh huh.
M: Mark.
B: Well nice to meet you Mark. My name is Bree.
M: Nice to meet you Bree.

(Whitney walks up)

W: Hi, I'm Whitney
M: Mark.
W: So how tall are you Mark?
M: 7'4"
W: Oh cool. Have you ever played basketball?
M: Yeah I used to play basketball.
W and B: oh cool.
W: Where did you play?
M: I used to play for a little team downtown.
W: Oh BYU?
M: No
W: UVSC?
M: haha No.
B: The Jazz?
M: Yeah. The Jazz
B and W: Oh cool.

(Picture Time)

B: Thanks Mark!
M: No problem.
W: yeah thank you!
B: Nice to meet you. Bye.

(He drives away.)

As we rejoin our group, Shannon says:

S. That was Mark Eaton!
B: Who's that?
S: He played for the jazz!

To sum things up, apparently Mark Eaton is a ver well know retired professional basketball player. Neither Whitney or I knew that, so of course we made fools of ourselves. I really hope Mark laughed that off instead of realizing the fact that we had no idea who he was and we just wanted a picture of the huge-mongous human being.

I am horribly insensitive.

For comparison sake, I am 5'5" and wearing heels in this picture.

No Half "A" Birthday Party

When it comes to birthdays in our family we never just do simple. Starting with the cake. I have 2 sister-in-laws that are aspiring professional cake decoraters! Or at least I think they should be. This one was made my Jane.


Then to the presents. As you can see we spoil the little rugrats.

Happy Birthday Libby! You keep it up with your adorable chipmunk voice, curly locks, and dramatic personality. Love it!

Now to zoom in on the above picture just a tad. On the left hand side toward the bottom you can see my hands.

Look close.

You can't find your glasses?

Ok, I enlarged it for you!

As I said, these are my hands. I am going to share one of my quirks with you. I wear this jewelry at all times.

In the shower, sleeping, running, working, shopping, tanning, everything.

And as you probably have noticed it is only on one hand. Yep! It is my "fancy hand!"

Oh and also I have been wearing the same chipped nail polish for the past 2 months! Yes, 2 months ago it was just as chipped as it is now.

That is one more tidbit of weirdness that is me.

Ode to Mal

OK! Time for Mal!

Oh Mal, where do I start. Mal is my best friend. And to a higher degree of best friendness than you and your best friend. I can say that because odds are you and your best friend have not been through as much as the two of us have.

And if you have, thumbs up to you. Honestly, I dont really care.

Since the age of 10 Mal has been a special part of my life. Even when she was my arch enemy in every sense of the word. Yes. We were not friends in high school. Not even close to friends! But we grew up.

Thank goodness.

My Mally has had some big life changing things happen in the last week. Mal got married. Mal and Nick were wed for time and all eternity last week. They had pretty much the closest think to a shot gun wedding that you can get with still being married in the LDS temple. Minimalistic. Beautiful. No big dress, no flowers, no reception, none of it. But there is one thing she did have. And that was a photographer. Meet Ashley!

(Love her!)

I couldn't help but cry as we waited for Mal and Nick to come out of the temple. Or when they were married, or when Sue made her little speech at lunch, or when I drove away from the restaurant. Blah, blah, blah. I cry ok! (I can see Meg nodding with big eyes and puckered lips as she reads this. She thinks it's funny that I cry. haha Love you Meg!)

Anyway, back to waiting at the temple.

Here is adorable Haley with her bun in the oven. The little Hall addition is finally starting to show! Love it.

The Peterson girls (minus the guest of honor)with their dear daddy.




And the long awaited moment. Mal and Nick with smiles that didn't fade for the rest of the day. What a good lookin' couple!

Sorry if the pictures are kind of blurry. That's what happens when you take pictures from a far off distance and try to zoom in.

Not even 48 hours after they were married, the happy couple flew home. To Israel. Yeah to Israel. Nick is there for work. And naturally, Mal went with him.

I love you, Mal! Miss you!

Shan the Yellow Beauty

Shannon.

So my brother's wife had a baby! Welcome to the screwed up world, my dear. This is her. She is priceless.

She is the yellow beauty. Not because she is dressed in yellow either. SHE is yellow. Poor thing is getting over gaundis. She had to be on lights at all times for the first 2 weeks of her life.

No worries though peeps, she will be ok!! I sure do love this little girl. I have heard several times that she looks alot like me when I was a baby. I would post a picture of myself as an infant for comparison but I really don't want to. For 2 reasons, one I dont have a scanner, and two because I think that those that have told me so are nuts. I think I was a scary looking baby. And I think we can all agree that Shannon is far from scary. She is perfect.