Thursday, June 28, 2012

Slow down... this night's a perfect shade of...

Tuesday Gabe finally got his beard card (at BYU you have to have a medical or religious reason for a beard, he has the former) and so I text everyone coming to our dinner party and invited them to show up with a beard. James came sporting some genuine facial hair while Jordan and Ashley brought what looked like a Santa Clause beard and a fu manchu

(it kind of looked like this, I failed to take any pictures)

It was fantastic.

Ashley helped me with final dinner prep and we managed to tag team some garlic bread that was a little more than well done. The boys (James, Gabe and Jordan at this point) ran to the store for some last minute ingredients and when Jeremy and Lyss showed up we sat down for a wonderful dinner with conversation on crazy Russian soccer games and the delicious food.

We ended up playing some catch phrase and talking about dead pets, Ghost Writer, politics, my biased opinion of the Thunder and an array of other topics. We ate homemade ice cream and caught up on each other's lives.As the night wound down there was James and the Eatons left and as always a great discussion ensued. 

I love the Freshman boys as I call them (even if Lyss is endearingly included in that group). All of them met freshman year in the dorms, I came along when Gabe offered to give me a tour of campus and then again when we started dating.

We have all kind of become adults together... are still becoming adults together, there have been a few people added, a few people have gone their own way... But we are all still pretty intact in our busy lives.

As time goes on I hope that remains, that we have the privilege of knowing these people for the rest of our lives and then some.

Dinner Menu
French's Chicken (although I changed this up and used rice flour, and added some pepper and garlic powder to the egg mixture, it worked great)
Oven Roasted Asparagus
Alyssa's Salad
Garlic Bread
Mojito and Appletini mocktails

Dessert consisted of homemade ice cream, the recipe asked for sweetened condensed milk and evaporated milk but it produced more of a drink like mixture and while it was very tasty after further investigation I discovered it is best with sweetened condensed milk only. Like the 'recipe' here

As always... I need to take more pictures...

Monday, June 25, 2012

Out there looking down

sometimes I get sick... and Gabe makes me a delicious dinner... that I then proceed to throw up... and then I take Nyquil at 1 in the morning and am still in a fog when I get to work at 8 the next day... which leads me to look at wedding dresses for a half hour, before I realize I am already married... and that I have work I need to do.

It is probably a really good thing that I don't drink.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

The way that we were in the days far behind you

"When we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up is to accept vulnerability... To be alive is to be vulnerable." 
— Madeleine L'Engle

I've been watching the TV show Friday Night Lights as of late, which pretty much sums up my life from grades 3 to 7... we lived in small town Texas, my brothers played football and everyone knew everyone else's business. I was this nerd... who dreamed of being anywhere but there because I thought I would be less vulnerable without the ever watchful eye and merciless teasing of my all star brothers.

But, here I am just as vulnerable as ever, if not even more so...

Monday, June 18, 2012

Before your star shined...

I simply love the author Madeleine L'Engle . I remember my Grandma Dottie first introducing her book series starting with A Wrinkle in Time. I was awkward, and mad at the world and the series was a perfect fit. It taught me so much more about myself than I probably comprehended as a 12 year old.

I have just begun to discover her writings for an older audience and I really enjoy them.

"If we commit ourselves to one person for life, this is not, as many people think, a rejection of freedom; rather, it demands the courage to move into all the risks of freedom, and the risk of love which is permanent; into that love which is not possession but participation."
— Madeleine L'Engle

I like that she identifies love as a participation not a possession. In order to love someone you must participate in their lives, thoughts, hopes and dreams. I also really like that she says love demands courage. Does it ever! Getting married is the scariest thing I have ever done (including moving across the country by myself, to a place I had never lived, into a new sort of life). However, it has also been one of the most rewarding parts of my life. There is a certain freedom in marriage (to the right person, at the right time), and anyone who does not see that is definitely missing out.

Friday, June 15, 2012

my life would suck without you...

 Life has been a whirlwind since we got back and rather than bore you with all the responsible details here is what we have done in our free time.

The night we got back Gabe's brother Gary and his wife Elizabeth brought us dinner and helped us unload everything. It was a total surprise and we were so grateful after our 15 hour trip.

Our friend James came back from an internship in London just in time to join in on our Friday night festivities, we ate pitas and played mini golf. By the time our second game came around we ended up trying to see who could come up with the most outlandish requirements for a hole. This was Jame's turn of use someone else like a puppet.

Something we have been looking forward to for a while now is Gary running his first official marathon. We made t-shirts with Liz and waited by the finish line. 

I loved watching all the different runners as they made their way the last .1 miles of the race. Some were sprinting, some were jogging, and some looked like they might pass out. I especially enjoyed seeing the fathers who had one or two kids run next to them for the last little bit. It was really adorable and by the looks on those kid's faces you could tell they thought their dad was Superman and they were flying right next to him. Things were so crowded that I attempted to get a few shots of  Gary actually running but ended up getting random elbows and someone's child.

After he ran 26.2 miles Gary walked all the way over to the tent that had chocolate milk and Creamies to pick up a few, he is lactose intolerant so the treats were for Gabe.
 I love how much my husband's family loves us.

Elizabeth failed to mention to us that she was nominated Utah's Charter school teacher of the year. She casually invited us to the ceremony. She also failed to mention it was kind of a big deal, there are over 85 charter schools in Utah which equals a lot of teachers. A video was played of her in the classroom and of administrators, other teachers and students talking about what they liked best about Mrs. Eaton, it was pretty impressive and we enjoyed watching.  

Gabe comes and eats lunch with me most days, which I really enjoy. We both realize this is a very unique time in our lives and are grateful for it.

Our favorite former boss Renea moved away this past week, we have both worked for her almost as long as we have been at BYU so it was difficult to see her go. We put together a road trip basket as a farewell.

Our friend Ashley text us asking if we wanted to have family night up in Salt Lake with her, we grabbed Emily to come along with us and really enjoyed the company, beautiful trail and gelato afterward. We love our mini road trips up to SLC

Last night we stopped by our favorite sushi place in Utah for half price sushi. Here is Gabe making soy sauce art and my tongue was bright pink after we detoured for some watermelon cotton candy on the way home.

T-bone Tom's and all things Kemah

T-bone Tom's was on Gabe and I's bucket list for two reasons:
1. My cousins Sarah and Dusty worked there through high school and said it was delicious
2. We wanted to eat at a place that was featured on Drive Ins, Diners and Dives

These are called Armadillo Eggs, they are jalapenos stuffed with pulled pork and then deep friend in batter. I ate one and was full. Gabe couldn't even finish them off. 

The sausage sandwich, suggested by Guy Fieri
 This BLT seemed like it had an entire pig in it...
 They say everything is bigger in Texas... this cup was huge
 wall art of the Kemah bay back in it's earlier days
 and in true Texas form...
 We were definitely not let down, although it was a little too much meat for my taste. Next time we go I think I will just order a huge side of potato salad (which was by far my favorite part).

Another great thing about this place is it's location, right next to the ocean and Kemah Boardwalk.

 Okay, so the last time I went to the boardwalk I think I was maybe 11 and it seemed a lot bigger, and I forgot that the best time to go is at night, when it is dark, not early in the morning. However, for me this was more nostalgia than anything, and I loved walking around telling Gabe and remembering random events and places with my family.

I also convinced Gabe to ride on his first roller coaster in over two years. He enjoyed it.

So if I were you, I'd have a little trust...

Oklahoma also consisted of
Huck Finn

my favorite Popo

and running around trying to do what my mom does everyday. It is exhausting, but oh so fun

homemade whole wheat bread

legos with the only kid who isn't "too old" to play with them

hanging out at the boy's baseball games

(proud sister moment, my little brother just made an awesome hit)

for some reason the teenagers in our family tend to write on themselves (ok, so maybe I still jot down a few things on a hand from time to time) but Adam is no exception, much to my mother's annoyance
we also stayed up late watching Dr Who with this kid a few times. 

after Prom and Oklahoma but before good ol' Provo there was Kansas... and as much as I ran to get away from there after high school (I think I left the week after graduation) I love going back for a little bit.

There was plenty of scenery

Gabe made some new friends

we stayed up way too late...

I got to see one of my best friends from high school marry the love of her life

we stopped by Russell Stover's for some tasty treats

and even though the trip home was a bit long 

and a little rainy,

 it was very much enjoyed.

Friday, June 8, 2012

It's time for a do over or two...

or the time Gabe and I went to Texas for what we thought was a summer and turned out being almost a month.
What a mess, I say that as I sit here looking back on what has been almost half of our summer. We have been tossed into a lot of places and choices, we have learned a few lessons, had a few sunburns, seen quite a few places and here we are headed back to Utah for better or for worse.
The details are quite complex and mostly private but I will say this, the Lord has directed us each step of the way. We would not be where we are without careful consideration and much prayer and thought. Where we are being in Provo, with only one of us employed and no idea of what will happen the rest of the summer. Isn't that how life goes though? Or at least mine does ... anytime we make solid plans it seems like we are lead in another direction. Example: I was going to go on a study abroad the summer of 2010 and instead I got married, Gabe was set on going into business and a few weeks before the start of his first semester he felt he should go into food science.
The nice thing is, it has always turned out better than our original plans... and we are always watched over in the process of it all.
So here we go, onto the next unknown adventure...

how old is your soul...

I believe that every person was at one time good. I believe that everyone has the opportunity to succeed but some are more willing to work for it than others. I believe that nasty politics need to stop, yes I am referencing all of those "clever" pinterest etc posts. I believe that if more people would stand up for what they truly believed in things would be different. I believe that each person has the right to feel loved and safe. I believe that those who have gone on are watching over us. I believe that music can heal the soul.

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Oh it is wonderful...

The things that hurt me the most in this life are rarely events that happen to me; A friend going through a rough divorce, a person I am close to further delving into an addiction, harsh words to a loved one from what is supposed to be a loving parent... those are the things that really hurt.

But then there are those seemingly simple acts of kindness; my brother and sister-in-law bringing us dinner last night and then proceeding to help us unpack, a call of support from one of the most kind people I know and a fantastic person helping out a friend I cannot.... those things make me realize that even more than I love those people my Father in Heaven does, that He is ever watchful over each one of them and that He has a lot more power over things than I ever could.

Thank heaven for small favors...