This past weekend Jason and I spent a wonderful weekend with his family. We flew into the Long Beach Airport on Friday evening and started our Disney Dream Vacation early Saturday morning by waiting in line so we could be first in line for the ever popular Finding Nemo submarine ride. We ran all the way there and were the first ones on for the day -- which was a very good thing since the line generally stays around 75 min long, which is 55 min longer than any line we ever waited in! Anyway, it was a dream vacation, so wonderful Jason and I decided to buy annual passes!!
Cinderella's Castle, waiting for us as we waited for the park to open.
Everybody loves the teacups!
The love of my life and one of the places I love most, I couldn't be happier!
The mouse that started it all. . .
And his goofy pal.
I love these girls!
We got all wet, and it was cold.
This is dedicated to, well, you know who you are :)
The End.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
It's about time. . .
Well folks, it's about time for an update. Our most recent big news is that Jason and I moved from our cute little apartment in Provo to our cute not-so-little apartment in Orem. It's an increase in rent, but a decrease in commuting time to and from both of our jobs. I tried to get pictures of us moving, but Jason is a very task-oriented guy and didn't feel like letting me take his picture. So this is the best I could do:
He's cute isn't he? We're mostly settled into our new place. Since my parents just moved and got a lot of new furniture, we've been fortunate to inherit what they no longer need/want. So we still have a bookshelf, a hutch and a guest bed to move from their old house to our new one.
I finished up my internship at The Daily Herald. It was a great experience and I'm going to miss working there. For your enjoyment, here is what is likely my last "Skinny" column ever.
The Daily Herald
Little problems with age: I am 5-foot-2 and 95 pounds - barely.
And not only does my body type closely resemble that of my 12-year-old sister and her friends, but my cute little face makes it hard to pick me out of a crowd of freshmen - as in high school freshmen.
Now I realize this is all well and good, and I will be grateful for my youthful looks when I'm older, but when I am trying to make it in the adult world, looking like I should still be reading Seventeen magazine and worrying about who might ask me to Junior Prom is not a good thing.
Last summer, I went to the Cartel concert at Mandalay Bay in Las Vegas, where you had to be either 16 years old or with a parent or guardian to get in.
No problem, or so I thought, until I was the only one there who was stopped -- twice -- and asked for proof that I was old enough to be at the show without my mommy.
One guy even laughed at me and asked, after seeing my over-21 driver's license, "Now, you're not really going to try and buy alcohol with this, are you?"
Well, I wasn't going to try and buy a drink, but the point is, I could have if I wanted to.
And sadly, I get the feeling the bartender would have called over security and had me hauled out of the show for attempting to use a fake driver's license.
I could go on for days with stories like this; such as the one time my then 11-year-old sister's friend asked me in awe if I attended the local junior high school. When I told her no, that, in fact, I was a senior at Brigham Young University she laughed at me. Now, every time she sees me she calls me "Little Miss Junior High."
Sometimes I want to teach her a lesson and clock her in the face, but, frankly, she's twice my size and I don't stand a chance against her.
-- Jessie Evans
He's cute isn't he? We're mostly settled into our new place. Since my parents just moved and got a lot of new furniture, we've been fortunate to inherit what they no longer need/want. So we still have a bookshelf, a hutch and a guest bed to move from their old house to our new one.
I finished up my internship at The Daily Herald. It was a great experience and I'm going to miss working there. For your enjoyment, here is what is likely my last "Skinny" column ever.
The Daily Herald
Little problems with age: I am 5-foot-2 and 95 pounds - barely.
And not only does my body type closely resemble that of my 12-year-old sister and her friends, but my cute little face makes it hard to pick me out of a crowd of freshmen - as in high school freshmen.
Now I realize this is all well and good, and I will be grateful for my youthful looks when I'm older, but when I am trying to make it in the adult world, looking like I should still be reading Seventeen magazine and worrying about who might ask me to Junior Prom is not a good thing.
Last summer, I went to the Cartel concert at Mandalay Bay in Las Vegas, where you had to be either 16 years old or with a parent or guardian to get in.
No problem, or so I thought, until I was the only one there who was stopped -- twice -- and asked for proof that I was old enough to be at the show without my mommy.
One guy even laughed at me and asked, after seeing my over-21 driver's license, "Now, you're not really going to try and buy alcohol with this, are you?"
Well, I wasn't going to try and buy a drink, but the point is, I could have if I wanted to.
And sadly, I get the feeling the bartender would have called over security and had me hauled out of the show for attempting to use a fake driver's license.
I could go on for days with stories like this; such as the one time my then 11-year-old sister's friend asked me in awe if I attended the local junior high school. When I told her no, that, in fact, I was a senior at Brigham Young University she laughed at me. Now, every time she sees me she calls me "Little Miss Junior High."
Sometimes I want to teach her a lesson and clock her in the face, but, frankly, she's twice my size and I don't stand a chance against her.
-- Jessie Evans
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Best Cupcakes EVER.
I have so much to update you all on, and I know I need to post more pictures!! But I couldn't resist sharing this amazing recipe with you all. I found it on the Cup Cake blog, and it's to die for. I won't post the whole recipe here since it's long, but here's the link! They're blueberry/rasberry ricotta almond cupcakes, and Jason and I loved them.
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