Don't judge me

The boyf is out of town again at an interview in Arizona. He was supposed to come home today, but because of a snowstorm, he has to wait until tomorrow (since when did it snow in AZ??). Anywho, I hate being alone, even for 1 night (it's going to suck when Dylan is studying all the time for med school, I'll probably hate my life or move back in with my parents). So, what do I do when I'm depressed? I go to Paradise Bakery, buy a big bowl of Baked Potato Soup, and not 1, but 2 cookies (because they are buy one get one free, duh). I ate them both, and I don't feel bad about it. I'll regret it tomorrow when my pants don't fit, but at least for the night I feel ok sleeping alone.

Dirty Little Secret

I don't like to wash my hair, well at least not every day. I like to go as long as possible without washing, but this can be a problem sometimes. I like to workout and get crazy sometimes, so my hair gets naaaaasty. I had a friend at work tell me about this miracle product called dry shampoo. I was skeptical, so I decided I'd give it a shot, but I'd buy the cheap brand that she was buying. I bought it, and I'm sold. You just spray this bad stuff in your hair and then comb it out a few minutes later. It eats up all the oil in your hair (and maybe my hair too, I'm not sure if it's bad for you yet). I'm in love.

This was probably the biggest surprise to Dylan when we got married, that I don't wash my hair everyday. I stepped out of the shower one time with a shower cap on and he freaked that my hair was still dry after my shower. He still loves me, he just thinks I'm gross.

***Hair Sylist friends, is this bad for my hair? I have to know****

Husbandless

I know you are not supposed to announce things like this on the internet, but I’m not really one for all the CSI, murder shows, so I’m still skeptical. My husband has been gone since Saturday, and don’t worry he is coming back. He’s at an interview in Miami right now for a school down there. Though Miami might seem like a luxurious destination for the next 4 years, I’m still not buying it (I even could’ve gone on the trip, but because of work stuff I decided to stay back). As crazy as it sounds, I’m ok with staying in New Mexico, but we’ll see where everything takes us over the next few months. We should know where we will be ending up in February-ish, so for the next few months, our lives are “To Be Continued….” in the schooling/living arena for next year.

When husband’s go out of town, it’s the perfect opportunity for the wife to do WHATEVER she wants. “When the cat is away, the mice will play”. You know the saying. And, no, I didn’t do anything crazy while D-man was gone, but I did some good old-fashion cleaning of the house…. Including throwing away lots of Dylan’s clothes that I no longer approve of). I even did a few things around the house that I probably would need to get prior approval if Dyl was here. I spray painted some picture frames white to lighten up our bedroom a little bit. It looks AMAZING. And I bought some super cute Halloween stuff for the house.

Other than that, it’s been super lonely without the husband around. The 6 hours was great. I dropped Dyl off at the airport, ran errands with my mom, went out to dinner with my friend Katy and her adooooooorable baby (the kind of baby that makes you want to have kids even though you don’t really like newborns), went to Target, and even posted some stuff on EBay I’ve been meaning to sell for months. Sounds like a great night, right? Well it was, up until I finished some cleaning and had no one to cuddle and watch a movie with. Barkley is useless when it comes to cuddling (she’s super temperamental and only lets you sit next to her if she’s in the mood), and she kept doing this creepy thing where she stood looking down the hallway like someone was there (after watching the Paranormal Activity previews on TV too many times, I got really scared and locked us in my bedroom for the rest of the night). I thought it would be a great little at home vacay with the Mr. gone, but it has actually been a big sob story (don’t feel bad for me, he comes back tomorrow). I guess it just makes me realize how much I love my husband, and even though we get in silly fights and stuff, there is no one else I’d rather spend my time with. (ok, enough mushy gushy).

***Disclaimer: If you are a robber thinking about breaking into my house while my boo is away, I have a super mean pitbull that will kill you****

Bon Qui Qui Burger King

And, for your viewing pleasure, I can’t get enough of this video. I die every time I watch it.

Best day of my life

Well besides my wedding day, I guess. My mom is the BEST. She took me and my sisters to Las Vegas in July for a super quick weekend so that I could fulfill my dream of seeing Celine Dion in concert. My sister Cristina moved at the beginning of August to Texas because she is getting her PhD in Accounting at Texas Tech (can you say nerd?), so this was our last chance to have an all girls' weekend for a loooong time. Any of my Vegas peeps, don't be offended. I was there for only 36 hours and it was kind of dedicated to only family time. My mom is a super crazy and she woke up at 3:30 AM the day we left. We were on the road by 4AM and we were in Vegas by noon since we gained an hour. We shopped, ate (obviously, look at my picture. I need to lose some weight stat), had a blast on the strip, and even gambled a little bit (my sweet 80 year old grandpa always gives us $20 to gamble with when we go to Vegas. I never win, so the moral of the story is for any of my YW that read my blog is that gambling is bad....very bad).

Celine Dion was AMAZING!! I can't even explain how much fun it was. It was just my mom and I that went to the concert, and it was kind of emotional for me. I cried, yeah I did. The lady next to me was from Quebec, and she had saved up for years to go to Vegas and see Celine. She was crying a little bit, so I did too. I was just so happy. I was totally bonding with the lady next to me, until she kept looking in her binonculars and telling me how gorgeous Celine looked up close. Hello? Let me use them! I never asked, but I'm still mad at her for not sharing.

Loved every minute of this trip with my mom and sisters. It's crazy to think that I lived away from home for 5 years while I was in school. It's so nice to be back and get to do fun stuff like this with my fam.

Guess who's back?

Per request of multiple individuals (I didn’t even think people read my blog, but I guess you do), this is my first blog post in almost 2 months. Whoops. I guess I just forget to take pictures and that sort of stuff. Which, I did. AND we only have a fancy schmancy camera now because both of our normal ones are broken, and it’s kind of weird to bust out a big camera to take a snapshot at a restaurant. My phone camera sucks, and Dylan busted his phone (which is touchscreen now and doesn’t work at all. Literally cracked every little part of the screen and now it looks like a spider web is on it permanently) when we went to Cliff’s (Amusement park in Albuquerque). So, I may be a loser when it comes to blogging, but I’ll work on it.

So, first and foremost, an update of what’s going on in our lives. Dylan is applying to Medical Schools right now (and still considering Podiatry). We were banking on UNM for the past 2 years, but some stupid advisor at UNM steered Dylan wrong, and he wouldn’t be able to graduate until after summer school this year. UNM Med school starts in July, so that won’t work because he HAS to be finished with all classes before the start date of Med School. We are torn right now between deferring another year (I do NOT want to do that) while Dylan could just work and then start UNM in Fall of 2013. It seems like too far off to me, and though I’d love to stay here, I just am not sure we are willing to wait another year. We’re still seeing what can happen on that end, plus he has to get in to UNM to even go down that road. So, more than likely we are moving in the next year. There are some pretty cool options, Tennessee, Arizona, Miami, NEW YORK CITY, and even lovely Iowa. We’ll see where this adventure takes us, but no matter what, I know we’ll be fine. I’m not happy about moving, well unless we move to NYC, then I’ll be one happy girl J

Other than that, I’m still working and Dylan is at school. The new job is fantastic. Love my life, can’t even describe it. I go home every day for lunch to eat and play with Barkley, it only takes me 5 minutes to get to and from work, and I get every other Friday off. It is the most amazing thing ever to have so many 3 day weekends. I can’t even describe how nice it is. Part of my job is event planning for the technologists that I work with (Party Planning to the max), so last week I got to go to Santa Fe to look at hotels. For work. Really? It's amazing. We’ve been doing a lot of studying for the MCAT lately, which leads to me painting rooms and buying things we don’t need. (pictures of the paint job will be up shortly).

For now, these next pictures will have to hold you over. One Sunday afternoon when Dylan and I were coming home from church, we noticed a bird was just sitting in our front yard on top of a bunch of pine needles (which we get letters from our HOA to clean up ALL the time). The bird would not move, she was just sitting there. So, I threw a rock at her. She flew away super fast, and then we saw that she was sitting on 2 little baby birds. She didn’t even make a nest. We are so lazy at yard work, that she just used the pine needles that were laying around to make her little home. So, we had a little mama bird with her babies living in our yard for a week or so. They never got big enough to fly away because our stupid neighbors called Animal Control to come pick them up. It may not have been the most sanitary thing for us to be out there playing with the birds all the time, but it was our yard, so they had no business turning us in. Either they turned us in, or they stole the birds to make soup (not to be offensive, but they are Korean).

My girls

I'm in Young Women's, and I know, most people say how wonderful and fun and amazing it is. But, it is. It is truly the best calling I could've ever been asked to do. I'm the Second Counselor in the YW Presidency (I know most people who read my blog know about the church, but just in case). That means I get to be with all of the Beehive girls who are 12 and 13 years old. It's crazy, like really crazy. Especially since there are 16 girls who are that age, and they all come to church. Like I said, it's crazy. It's so crazy that they had to get me a second advisor to act as "crowd control" when the troops get out of line (which is all the time).

Really though, I work with the most amazing girls. When I first got into YW over a year ago, I was overwhelmed with thinking about how I could teach them what they needed to know and how I could help them. Through this past year, I have realized that they don't really need me that much; but I need them. I have learned so much from these girls, which sounds silly since they are half my age. But they are so smart, and so strong, and they deal with way bigger issues than I have to. I look up to them, and I thank my Heavenly Father everyday for this amazing opportunity I've been given.

Ok, enough with the sappy stuff though. I got to go to Girl's Camp for a night at the beginning of June to hang out and have fun. It was great. The girls are so fun, and of course, I made them take some pics with me.

Top 3 Best Things about my new Job

1. Every other Friday off
2. FREE tampons in the bathroom
3. Every other Friday off

I've been a little busy lately with all these Fridays off (lots of little baby road trips), so I haven't had time to blog. Just know that life is gooood and I'll be blogging about my road trippin life soon.

Girls' Night Out

Lesly and I..... love this lady. She is so funny.

Chels, Mee, Katy, and Me

I went on a girls' date last week with the other leaders from Young Women's. While I was away for the night, Dylan went on a man date with one of the other husbands (oh, how cute).

The ladies spent the night eating dinner at a popular Mexican restaurant, El Pinto. The food is so-so, but the atmosphere is a-may-zing!! It is this cute, old, Spanish hacienda type building (kind of like where I had my wedding reception).

These women are some of the most amazing ladies I've ever know. I love each of them so much, and I'm so lucky to get to work with them.

It's weird getting older and being in a ward for a while. We like have real friends who are actual adults....it's weird. It's been so fun being in a ward for longer than a year. We finally feel like we actually fit in and are the regulars at church now (not just the newbies).

My week of Unemployment

Don't be fooled by the title of this post, the previous post is still legit. I do have a new job, I just have this entire week off before my adult life starts again.

I will say, I don't know how stay-at-home moms do it. I don't even have kids, and I have found things to occupy my time everyday this week. I took Barkley to get her annual immunizations today, just like any good mom, and I could barely handle getting her in the car and into the vet. How do moms do it with children? I do not know, but props to all you out there.

My week so far has been filled with cleaning (lots of cleaning), gardening, hanging out with Barkley in the backyard while eating a bowl of cherries, pedicures with my mom, going to the vet, getting my hair did, nap time, redoing a dresser, and making breakfast, lunch and dinner (all at home, that is a record). It's only been 2 days, and I still have a million things on my To-Do list, but it sure feels good to actually get some stuff done around the house.

So, this one is to unemployment, just for a week. I think that my wallet will be much happier when I go back to work. (Does anyone else notice how much more money you spend when you are off work doing craft projects around the house? geesh.)

Another chapter closed

Friday was my last day at Hewlett Packard. I hadn't publically posted that on the blog yet, because I wanted to wait until my 2 weeks was up. I got a new job at Sandia Labs that I am SUPER excited about. I will be working approximately 4 minutes from home (compared to my previous 45 minute commute to and from my previous job), working in the same building as my dad and sister (can you say free lunch multiple times per week??), and doing something I will really enjoy (more business/marketing). Needless to say, I'm excited. I've been looking for a new job for months now, and with the economy we are in, it seemed almost impossible. I can't explain how blessed I've been in my whole job search. I've had multiple interviews at other companies, but nothing else seemed like it was right. I didn't want to leave one job for another job that I'd hate in a few months. So, I waited. I was patient, way more patient than I ever thought I could be, and then this job just kind of happened.

I put my 2 weeks in at HP, and couldn't wait for my last day there. Once you are checked out of a job, it's really hard to go to work. But, on Friday, I almost didn't want my last day to end there. HP was my first professional job after college. It was the job that allowed Dylan and I to make real adult purchases like fun vacations, lots of clothes, and even a car. It was the job that made my resume more than just a "recent college grad". I have met some of my closest friends there, and if you work in an office, you understand just how close you can be to the people you work with. One in particular, my BFF Amanda (AKA Manders Martin-ez). Amanda and I started on the same day, and we have been together every minute at work since. Amanda and I are complete opposites. I'm married, Mormon, vanilla (Mander's nickname for people of the Caucasian classification). Amanda has a healthy dating life, Catholic, and Mocha.

Over the past year and a half, I have spent more time with Amanda during the week than I've spent with my own husband. I knew it was going to be hard leaving, but as we stood at her desk on my last few minutes in the building, I never imagined myself crying. Yes, crying, like a little baby. Amanda and I stood there, in the middle of a building with 1,200 workers, hugging and crying. It was a bittersweet moment as I closed this chapter in my life. I have loved the people I've met in this job, and though I've decided another path will be better career-wise for me, I am glad to have had the experience I had there. Not to be sappy, but everything we go through changes us in some way.

I am excited to start my new chapter, but sad to be leaving all the good friends and memories I have made. If you watch The Office, you kind of get what it's like to work where I work. It's crazy, super stereotypical, boring, borderline HR issues non-stop, and more entertaining than the actual show itself.

I have the next week off work before I start my new job, so I will be relaxing, cleaning, and of course shopping. Love my life :)