Saturday, January 31, 2009

The stuff dreams and heart attacks are made of

J-Pants, The Beard, and I went to breakfast this morning. I would encourage you to get the chocolate chip cookie dough pancakes with chocolate and caramel sauce, with chunks of chocolate chip cookie dough sprinkled on top. My heart hurt a little bit after I was finished, but I'd do it again.

The Beard

Jordan is having a beard-off with one of his soccer buddies. The part of me that wants him to win is pushing for him to keep growing it. The part of me that dislikes it when I feel like I'm making out with a yeti wants him to shave it.  I'm conflicted.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Why are you bugging me?

J-Pants and I see this guy all over town. If any of you are familiar with the show Arrested Development, he reminds us of a larger Buster. Around Halloween, we thought it would be really fun to go to a Wiccan ceremony they had posted in the paper. We got there only to find this guy wearing a robe and leading the ceremony. He acted really put out that we were in our McPoyle costumes, instead of wearing fairy wings or witch tights like all of the others.

Last night I was at McCallisters and was lucky enough to sit next to him to snap a picture to send to J-Pants. He was playing checkers or some sort of game with his date. I nearly lost it when his waitress asked if she could clear his plate and he snatched it away, put it on the seat next to him, and yelled "I just want to play a game! Why are you guys bugging me?" She started to walk off and he said "Oh, and I'd like a box."

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Storm Trooper Ping Pong

I discovered something this week: My cousin Britney may have the cutest kids ever. 
She lives in D.C. with her husband and four sons and we stayed with them on our trip. Since they live so far away I don't see them much, and when I do its usually at chaotic family Christmas parties. So I had no idea how cool these kids were. I'd be more than ok if I had several just like them. And if there was any confusion, Sam (the one on the far left) told me "Hey, I'm awesome. But really, I'm awesome." And I had to agree.

They also had sweet storm trooper helmets that my dad and I played ping pong in.

They may have killed me several times at Mario Kart.
Thank you Matt and Britney for letting us stay with you. You guys are incredible.


This past week I had the opportunity to attend Obama's inauguration. It was truly incredible to be in a crowd of such enthusiastic people, excited about the future. I won't bore you with all the details, but it was something I'll never forget.

My dad was able to get tickets (possibly because there weren't a whole lot of people from Utah clamoring to go).  So my dad, brother, and I were able to get a pretty decent view of the capitol.
I love my dad.

There were snipers on the roof!

The next day we were able to visit the Lincoln memorial. (I kept trying to pull my dads hat down the whole day but it kept creeping back up ha ha)
The closest I'll ever get to a picture with Obama.

So good luck to President Obama in the coming 4 years. 

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Mean Comments

Lately I've read a lot of blogs that complain about mean comments being left on their pages.  Is it bad that I think mean comments left on people's pages are funny?
I'm afraid that by saying this, people are going to post mean comments on my page to "prove a point". 

* And I would just like to say: I've never left a mean comment on another's blog. Thought I'd put that disclaimer on this post.