Relief Society's Wild Side

Ward Zumba night. 

What an interesting idea. Since booty-shakin feels (unsurprisingly) uncomfortable in a stake center, the program is simplified. Basically, Zumba becomes a "step tap step tap grapevine" class once again. 

Which was fine because I just wanted to have some fun with Jess. 

But what would Zumba be without drama? The three girls in front of us were kicked out of the gym because they were going faster than the instructor. This caused older ladies in the ward to be confused about what they were supposed to do. The instructor was extremely offended that she wasn't being followed and vented to me, even though I had never met her before in my life and understood why a girl would want to sweat during exercise. When in doubt (and caught off guard,) smile and nod. 

Either way, I had no idea you could get kicked out of a gym class for having too much energy.  

My Own Rafiki

Image of The Lion King Theme Song - Circle of Life

First Day Back

• The ring on my promised finger must be more sparkly than usual.
• While forming the words "hello" you looked away. Typical.
• The Hunger Games Trilogy is finished. Quite depressing.
• I wore white pants. Bad decision.
• I'm not pregnant. Rats (lol just kidding mom.)
• Jessica brought joy to my heart. Like usual.
• I have to pitch three riveting story ideas, tomorrow. Blank mind.
• I sat through an hour long utah-bashing session. Then I bit my lip as they turned to ask me where I'm from. (But PS I LOVED growing up here.)
• Dave comes home in twenty minutes. I can't wait.

keep the good ones

"I hope you know I'm going to spend eternity madly in love with you Mrs. Fesler."-July 8, 2011

"Love cannot even begin to explain the feelings of happiness and respect I feel towards you. Dreams do come true and you're proof. :)"-July 8th, 2011

"It's beautiful out you gorgeous woman! Marry me!"-July 9,2011 8:30 am

I don't waste food

I cooked something and it didn't turn out.

Usually when this happens, I charitably (and anonymously) give the treat away.

One time, Bethany, Katie and I made cookies together and forgot sugar. So we delivered them to all of our young women leaders. I'm fairly certain we even left ransom notes. It was all fun and games until we got caught by one of the young women leaders husband and he threw snowballs at us.

(to see culprits, view below)

Another time, Sonia and I made cookies for an older

woman and while they were in the oven baking we noticed hundreds of tiny bugs crawling out of the flour bag we just used. So we gave the cookies to a kid at school. Boys will eat anything.

Two houses down, there is an old man catching butterflies.

When he noticed me, it was as if I caught him with his hand in the cookie jar.

On the other side of the street there is an old woman walking a dog three times her size.

This is the life. ツ

Proud Men

Only a hint by his facial expression and a small shadow.

Look closely. I mean REALLY closely.

That my friend, is a chest hair.

Dave is quickly catching up.

Drugged Dave

I only agreed to saving up money for the bear head if he can hang in the bathroom eye level to visitors-forcing them to stare into his eyes while having their private time.

Plus, then my mom might not sit on the toilet and talk on her cell phone for quite as long. heehee

Womens Issue

The dilemma of quitting a job....

Saying goodbye is dreadful, I didn't know if it truly was a good decision to leave but some inkling in the back of my mind nudged me forward.

Working at Womens issue has given me timeless friends, a dozen role-models and eternal respect for my co-workers. Unfortunately, there is a time to move on to jobs that will help my future though and I guess 3 whole years was my mark.

Leaving must have been the right choice because since I quit, I have been offered four jobs in one week. That's no mistake.

Either way, this is me, little Lizi saying thank you. Thank you for the grateful Tuesdays, the racquetball racket dance parties, the great advice, the artificial sun, the odd online quizes and the laughter. SOOOOOOOO worth it.

"Nous nous inquiétons au sujet de l'avenir qui n'existe pas." :)

A Boo-Boo

"I'm not at home."

"Where are you?"

"In the ER" 

*laughing*

Dave kept reassuring me he was fine but the seeping blood from multiple limbs told me otherwise. Even under high adrenaline and various drugs, Dave keeps an easy-going composure. It doesn't seem real.

I've been having nightmares for weeks about him crashing on the scooter but  I have learned to ignore them. I'm just lucky to not have a headless husband.

He can't put any pressure on his foot. It cut all the way to his tendon and has swollen bigger than his neck. but dave's upbeat, like always. I'm so happy there were no cars behind him and that he didn't roll into oncoming traffic.

 Let's just say, "Scooby, it's not me, it's you. You mean nothing to me. Our year long relationship is officially over. Hurt Dave? And you're donedy."

Artist at Work

You may already know but, I've been trying to get better at sketching. My sketchbook is my journal, my planner and my everyday stalking companion. These are just a few drawings that I wanted to share.

Eden wanted a ballerina.

She now asks me to draw her something every time I come over.

This turned out way fun.

And this goes along with a story I came up with for SFA.

PS I have some exciting news but it will have to wait. (No, I'm not preggers.)

To Do's It

Last Sunday I made a list of things I wanted to do in the week and remarkably we did a lot of it.


-Bike Ride
-Officially change my last name
-Get a job (or still figuring out which one)
-Finish my Fafsa
-Play Beach volleyball
-Play Tennis
-See the Paytons
-Make a new friend
-Read a book (the hunger games....rock!)
-Plan a house warming party (it's gonna be good)
-Look for things to film
-Dave's financials taken care of
-Train for a Triathalon

May not seem like a lot to you but I appreciate completing a goal of mine. So ha.

Dirty

Presenting.....Dave and I are doing this! Yay. We're so excited.
Plus, this video is awesome

Pics my Sis took at the wedding

 Recognize her yet?

 Patiently waiting

 Big Hugs

Surrounded by chilin's

 darling kimberly

 the look of mischeif

Happiness

 The gang altogether again

I am barely four years old.

 Some people call me pleasant, others just say I'm shy. I keep to myself well and my imagination occupies the majority of my social interactions. There it was, walking towards me- Strong, majestic and over twice my size. A 35 pound girl could have been shaken off easily but I stood there fearlessly gazing up into his eyes. I wondered if it would even notice my extra weight or my tiny fingers stroking it's fur. My feet didn't reach the stirrups but the unforgettable minute I was plopped onto that back, I was mesmerized.  

I remember every ounce of excitement pumping through my veins, a horse called snow had completely bewitched me. And at such a young age.

Mares Eat Oats

Grandmother's are darling.

Mine in particular happens to sew puppets for a hobby.

So, we all took full advantage of it :)

A Nook for a Book

We got a borders gift-card for our wedding and Borders is going out of business we're making a list of Children's books we want to have for our future family. 

My musts are: 

1. King Bidgood's in the Bathtub

2. The Paper Bag Princess

3. Mrs. Piggle-wiggle

Do you have any suggestions??

Sassafras

Today I'm super sassy.

But only in my head.

My Favorite Honeymoon Pictures

 Long Beach on the pier

 Chillin on the cruise ship

 Dave's new friend

 Me making small talk

The gorgeous sunset.

Our Honeymoon could not have been better. 

Unless Dave entered into the Hairy Chest contest because he would have won. Hands down.

Milkshakes

Dave made the best milkshakes last night.

But I just barely walked in on him talking to someone saying, "Well you see, I lactate and then she gathers my milk...."

Hmmmmmmmm.