Thursday, October 30, 2008

Its back.

And my emotions are so messed up I feel like I am pregnant. Yes it is officially Jazz season again. I feel like it was only yesterday that we said goodbye. I was so excited for last nights game. Tyler and I donned our Jazz attire (pom poms included) and settled in for what I now realize is going to be a very very very long season. You know how your body can somehow block bad memories or experiences you have had? Yes well I think that is what happened with my Jazz memories. I somehow got so excited for the new season that I almost forgot what I get:

{Please note A in this pictures. Ha!}

It took approximately 46 seconds before Tyler lost his mind. Gone. And I mean Lost. His. Mind. I think he actually believes that the players and refs can hear him through the TV. As if he verbally walks them through every step of the game then they will win. And not only win- but win how Tyler wants them to win. He shared the keys for success this season with me a mere 2 minutes into the game. 1) Make free throws! 2) Win on the road! and 3) Play defense! (Pray for me friends. Pray for me.) Not that this should be a surprise, but like I said- I somehow managed to forget what it is really like. Now I would be lying if I said I was not ridiculously excited to watch all the games. I actually condoned buying NBA league pass so we will never have to miss a game- but all I know is it is going to be one long season. Not that I am not fully prepared to have this back in my life:

There will be ups and there will be downs. But the season started strong with a weak win over the Nuggets. But winning without D-Will is an accomplishment and I will take it. It will be a long road without the family to watch games with us. The boys always help diffuse Tyler's energy away from me. However if anyone is bored and wants to see some good entertainment come on over on Jazz night for full play by play commentary, screaming, jumping and life histories of all players while game is in progress. But as much fun as I make of Ty, I love his gift for knowledge and sports. Put those two together and I sometimes think he picked the wrong profession. He was pretty much made to be a sports announcer/ESPN analyst. But...despite how I sometimes want to claw my ears out of my head just to drown out the noise, I have to say I do welcome the season and will be jumping and screaming on my couch right along with my obsessive husband. Bring on the chaos. And bring me a championship!

Friday, October 24, 2008

Siser post.

She is:


My best friend.

I love you siser anwea.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Rolofs got nothing on Plumpers

The Plumper Pumpkin Patch made my entire fall season. I have to say we were feeling that we were not going to be true oregonians until we had visited the acclaimed Little People Big World Rolof farm. We made the trek just to find a two hour line to even be able to park. No thank you Matt Rolof. Nothing is worth that. So we traveled down the road a bit until we stumbled upon Plumper Pumpkin Patch. It was the most fabulous place we have ever been. Ever.

There were delightful activities for all. The boys enjoyed the pumpkin sling shot and the pumpkin cannon. Steve was the winner- as usual.

These were Ty's favorite:

{Okay fine. They were my favorite}

I loved that this was a little farm with an adorable white farm house and everything was quaint and wonderful. It was an incredible fall day with perfect crisp weather, and a huge blue cloudless sky. They even had a little band playing on the porch. It was a perfect way to kick off our fall season. I just hope we get a few more days like this before the rain starts.

Saturday, October 18, 2008

I live in a state that demands change

so I decided to roll with that because I too have been feeling the need for change. Maybe not the same kind of change Barack is talking about, but definitely a major life changing change. Not to mention change I can believe in.

I have decided that after 22 long years of not being able to see myself without ridiculously long hair that a little change would do me good. There is a big part of me that has somehow always wrapped my self identity into the length of my hair. Who am I without my long hair? I decided it was high time to find out. So I put in my due dilligence to find an awesome salon and ended up at Ziva. This was really a quick decision. Once I decided to do it- I just did it before I had time to change my mind. Luckily Tyler was 100% on board with this (in fact he is really the main culprit so if you don't like the result take it up with him). So we were both feeling great about the decision until this:

This is the moment when I felt like dying and/or vomiting. Can I get an amen from all the sistas out there who have gone through this before!

Amazingly I survived the big chop off. The worst part was hearing her crunch through my hair with the scissors. But once it was done I felt amazing. I have thought about doing this for years and years and I am SO happy that I finally followed through. Here is the official before and after shot...

Hope you like the new me!

: )

Friday, October 10, 2008

What you can find at tourist shops in Portland:

{Straight from A's blog...cause she has all the pics}
horse family:
pull along monkey suitcase:
presidential candidate paper dolls:
retarded miniature schnauzer:
corn on the cob seahorse:
so yeah.