tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27873090751158191342024-03-13T11:19:50.376-06:00Cassie WernliThis is the life and times of... me. Although I'm not that interesting, my husband and kids are hilarious, and I'm sure I'll be talking about them a lot.Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02222926261556617452noreply@blogger.comBlogger231125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787309075115819134.post-57536279455721223842013-01-17T13:56:00.000-07:002013-01-17T13:56:06.309-07:00Pictures of my house- Main floor<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">
So, I kept putting off taking pictures because there's still so many things I want to do to decorate. But it's a step by step process and it will take another several months to be finished. So here's some pictures of my half-decorated house. :)<br />
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This is our main room. Everntually I want the TV mounted on the wall, but with a non-do-it-yourself hubbie, I will most likely be doing it, and it's not on the top of my list. :)<br />
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These bookcases were a steal on craiglist. I love them. Not done decorating these either. I'd like some accent lights, different trinkets, etc. in them. I'm also thinking about putting a huge clock above the TV. I hate not having a clock in this room. What do you think?</div>
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My picture collage above one couch. 2 11X14s, 3 8X10s, and 2 5X7's. Doesn't get easier than that.</div>
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This is my wall of windows. LOVE the windows, hate the blinds. I have big hopes for this wall. I want to take all the blinds off (use them on my basement windows) and make some drapes. Probably some yummy blue drapes to bring in some color.</div>
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View of the kitchen from the living room.</div>
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View of front door from living room. Sorry about the mop. Hubs was cleaning. :) On this blank wall on the left, we had a mirror. But we're using it in the dining room eventually, so I'm working on a picture project for that wall. Already have it finished, I just have to print it at costco. And get frames.</div>
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Remember Brandon's office? Here's what it looked like before doors...</div>
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And here it is with doors! Most of the time, the doors are open, but for conference calls they are shut. The office is considered fully decorated. :)</div>
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These hang in the hallway to the half-bath. My sis-in-law Margaret got these for me when she went to Egypt. They may be my favorite decoration I own. Do you recognize them? :)</div>
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Half bath. Can't wait to get stuff on the walls in here. I have a couple things pinned on pinterest I want to do. Again, I'm working on it... :)</div>
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Kitchen. I love my kitchen. Love love love. It's so big, and it has tons of storage. I don't love the colors though. I'm not a big fan of oak, and the countertops- blah. BUT, in the next couple years I hope to paint the cabinets white and get black granite countertops. Then I will love it even more.</div>
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I'm hoping to get rid of these blinds to and make some drapes. The blinds are old and breaking and just not nice. :)</div>
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Dining room. Probably the least decorated room. We're working on it. We have mirrors that will be going up, and I want to make a table runner for the table, and we want to either buy a bench or a couple more chairs for additional seating. </div>
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Guest room. We'd like to put more on the walls and I'd love a new duvet cover for in here. You're more than welcome to visit! </div>
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Bathroom for the guest room. I want to frame that mirror with tile to dress it up a bit, and add a little wall shelf above the toilet. It also has a walk-in-closet, I just didn't see the need to take a picture.</div>
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Well, that's the main floor! Seeing these pictures makes me see all the stuff I still want to do with it. But, it's a nice start!</div>
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Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02222926261556617452noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787309075115819134.post-3731346340150098312012-12-07T17:06:00.000-07:002012-12-07T17:06:00.568-07:00Catching Up- Pert 4<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">
Brandon and I finished our basement. Well, technically we didn't lift a finger. We hired someone to do it. Anyway, he's almost done, so we're trying to do some of the painting before all the doors come on. Because painting without taping? Awesome. So much easier. <br />
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We had to put two coats of primer on and let me tell you, I HATE painting the ceiling. So annoying. But it was really fun hanging out with the Hubs and listening and singing to Christmas music.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6TnUdLUc9Ak/UL6sKmSTGII/AAAAAAAAFt4/URWRUVfMGBk/s1600/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG"><br />
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I want to do grey on all the walls, and we tried out a color that I think turned out a little too dark. But that's why we started with Brandon's workout room. We don't care if it's too dark. We'll try a little lighter grey on the rest of the rooms.</div>
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Don't worry, the splotch on the wall is just a reflection. And obviously that's just cement on the floor. Another perk of painting sooner rather than later- no carpet to ruin. AND, it will also look much better with white trim and white crown moulding.</div>
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As is my style, I have a grand total of 3 pictures I deemed worthy of posting. Yikes. I really need to get my camera out. And these are just from my iPhone. <br />
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Anywho, every year I <strike>torture myself </strike>participate in the Turkey Trot with my sister. This year we did a different city's turkey trot, and it ended up being short by .3 of a mile. So after we crossed the finish line, we ran around the park until we reached the real distance. Stupid, but we wanted to go the full distance. We got 58:27, which is actually the best I've done.<br />
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The girls ran a one-mile fun run with their cousins and Brandon. He was nice enough to watch all the kiddos so I could run. They had so much fun!</div>
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I just thought this situation was funny. Rebecca lost a crown and had her husband superglue it back on. Remember the orthodontist? He tried to find tools around the house. The superglue didn't last long, so she had to go to the dentist. I think my favorite is the headlamp.</div>
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We went to Arizona for 2 WEEKS for Thanksgiving, which was fabulous. Within said vacation, Brandon had to work at a conference for Invisalign, which my brother-in-law just so happened to be attending (he's an orthodontist). So, Rebecca, my sister, and I went too. I left my kids split up with two other sisters (THANK YOU!!!) and we all went to Vegas. It was very relaxing and fun. And did I mention all the yummy food?! Holy moly.<br />
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One night we went to Serendipity for dessert. I went to New York and had the original Serendipity's Frozen hot chocolate and it was TO DIE FOR. Naturally, I had to share this gem with my sister and her hubbie. And Brandon of course, but he had it before too. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWQAr_mw8L2IRAV3zy4WT_dyOIwPEzSxWHjOTZPGgIHrbiMw3qUIc-5X4SitJRhyphenhyphenjyrDtjblQHe7Q9Z9fWgnkRzYVFwF4vYFYquiIThIKBXHBX0J4n3tVf2kgEIUu-Kyqdd19-WQ1aKDGY/s1600/photo+%25289%2529.JPG"><br />
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There they are. Aren't they beautiful?? The menus looked so yummy we went back the next night for dinner AND dessert. If you go to Vegas, you HAVE to go to Serendipity III. Trust me on this one.</div>
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Here's a quick pic in front of our hotel. Just saying goodbye to our little vacation within a vacation. :)</div>
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Brandon wanted to show the girls the Original Peter Pan, so we found it on YouTube. It was a hit! We're gonna have to buy that one... But I thought the picture was cute of all three kids surrounding Dad.</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMCBj1DCSiL245bA1XMHTG7jA1ZcQpPEjqBW2bEVq2Hw-J9zil80dhjrfJU_XaYjQY0egal6ltBJgz9ybMCrphpSlgDL8_pzlcb7ulcQeo23yvStUOqr_HswPTltuKAIj4roitijMK_xtc/s1600/photo+%252811%2529.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMCBj1DCSiL245bA1XMHTG7jA1ZcQpPEjqBW2bEVq2Hw-J9zil80dhjrfJU_XaYjQY0egal6ltBJgz9ybMCrphpSlgDL8_pzlcb7ulcQeo23yvStUOqr_HswPTltuKAIj4roitijMK_xtc/s400/photo+%252811%2529.JPG" /></a><br />
My sister-in-law Valentina has a birthday in November, and the only thing she wanted for her b-day was for all of us to go to the temple and do sealings together. Which was really funny, by the way. "Brother Wernli, your turn. No, not you, Brother Wernli. The other Brother Wernli." The poor sealer had to refer to us as "Oldest Wernli brother", "next Wernli brother" and so on. :)</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0geax3IQ-dFY6ctj0Xf3sz36fpufSu7f6mErL-6t2A-dCCjRfg3PI1V7Q1D9SnBhA0WAmn3szncKi1IZXxF4bEIbp2uj0PSWPbRzjZj9HbqwBeEuVzvqnwFlwjqQSjICG0pYLeo7Cfjs1/s1600/photo+%252810%2529.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0geax3IQ-dFY6ctj0Xf3sz36fpufSu7f6mErL-6t2A-dCCjRfg3PI1V7Q1D9SnBhA0WAmn3szncKi1IZXxF4bEIbp2uj0PSWPbRzjZj9HbqwBeEuVzvqnwFlwjqQSjICG0pYLeo7Cfjs1/s400/photo+%252810%2529.JPG" /></a><br />
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Have you been on pinterest and seen the ikea spice rack bookshelves? for a kid's room? VERY cute idea, so I went to ikea to purchase about 10 spice racks for the shelves.<br />
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The Atlanta Ikea is a freaking nightmare. HUGE, underground parking, TONS of people, etc. I looked in all the places the spice racks could be, then asked an associate to help me. They took me to another person, who said, no joke, "Ever since someone posted something on pinterest, we sell out of the spice racks the same day we get them. We are never in stock."<br />
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I decided I would have to find a different solution...<br />
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We had a few bumps in the road, but all in all I love them. Pay no attention to the top row. Yes, we read Christmas books year-round...</div>
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If you're in any way interested in some kind of tutorial, leave a comment, and I'll post one. If there's no interest, I'm kind of lazy and I won't bother putting one together. :)</div>
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Brandon needed a finished office. In order to do that, we needed a desk and a bookshelf.<br />
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I love craigslist in Atlanta. We got the desk for a great deal, and the bookshelf at biglots.<br />
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This is the first room in the house once you walk in our door, so we really wanted it to be done.<br />
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Both this picture of Christ (Brandon's favorite) and the other pic in his office were purchased before we left Utah. We wanted some really good paintings before we left the abundance of church stores. :)</div>
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This pic is taken in our entryway. Do you see the frame around the room? We're getting glass doors put in. They should install it in a couple weeks. Brandon needs his office quiet for his conference calls, so the glass doors are kind of a must.</div>
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Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02222926261556617452noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787309075115819134.post-9515802861771801532012-08-24T14:25:00.000-06:002012-08-24T14:25:38.353-06:00My house!<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">
So, just for posterity's sake, let me explain. For the past 5 1/2 years we have lived in Pleasant Grove, Utah, in the most fantastic ward to ever exist. :) We loved it there, but we started with one kid in an 1100 square foot condo, and we ended with 3 kids. In 1100 square feet. With no backyard. And no storage space. It was great because we saved some money, but we were ripping at the seams.<br />
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So, we made the big move to good ol' Suwanee, Georgia. Brandon works from home, so we have more liberties as to where we live. Brandon's parents live about 20 minutes away, and it's nice to live by family. So far we love it. And we love our big house!<br />
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I want to post pictures of my house completely done and decorated, but it's taking longer than I thought. I'm trying to add pops of color and I have to do that on a budget. So, pretty much all the rooms are half done. :) These are pictures of my favorite features of the house before we decorated anything. Tomorrow I will post the only completely done room in the house... Brandon's office.<br />
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Here's my kitchen. At least twice the size of my old one. Gosh, I love that island... All the cabinets!<br />
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Our main living room. That looks so bare to me now. :) We love the vaulted ceilings.</div>
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My bathroom! Can you believe it? You can't see it, but my sink is on the left, and Brandon's is on the right. Guess which one is clean most of the time. :)</div>
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My closet. Again, that looks so bare to me. :) It's pretty big, which is sooo nice.</div>
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I didn't take a pic of the backyard, so I will and I'll post it later.</div>
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Day 3 had us driving through the rest of Missouri, through the corner of Kentucky, through Tennessee, and on to Georgia. About 10 hours, if I remember correctly.<br />
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Tennessee was a bit of disappointment because 1) Everything costs money to see, and 2)The flood really did some damage to Nashville. The cheapest thing we could do was see the parthenon replica. Did you know there was a Parthenon replica? Neither did I. It was actually quite fascinating to read about, if you're a nerd like me. Brandon couldn't have cared less, but I was stuck reading all the back-story and seeing all the old pictures. Pretty cool, and the girls had fun.<br />
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Only problem is, there's a museum part in the inside that had modern art. Just skip it. Pornography posing as modern art. Seriously. Just a bunch of naked women. So dumb. But the back story and old pictures of the Nashville Parthenon were pretty cool.<br />
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The girls loved walking on the sides.</div>
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They had this pretty cool swing that we had fun swinging on. It's powered by pushing your feet down on the foot pedal.</div>
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You guys, I HAD to document this. I may or may not have been driving. I'll never tell. :) BUT, Lanie fell asleep! This girl takes 3 hour naps on a daily basis, but refused to sleep in the car. By the 3rd day, she succumbed and fell asleep! For a grand total of 30 minutes. At least it was something. :)</div>
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Was this last one in Georgia? Or Tennessee? I can't remember, honestly. But I thought it was cool. We need to move to Cassville. :)</div>
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Then the blessed time arrived when we made it to my in-laws! We got there Saturday, and closed on our house the following Tuesday. I promise to post pics soon!</div>
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Day two of our journey was as follows...<br />
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Day 2- Woke up really late. We had gotten in at 1am to our hotel, and like was previously mentioned, our girls don't sleep in the car. So, we wanted them to sleep as much as possible in the hotel. They slept til 9am (and so did we), and were on the road by about 10. It was okay because we only had about 8 hours of driving for day 2.<br />
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We were driving right through Independence, MO, so we HAD to stop and see some church sights. That's why we only planned 8 hours of driving. We stopped in Independence and went to the visitor's center there. It's weird because it's in the middle of all the RLDS stuff. Have you seen <a href="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2715/4425926514_9821f7100b.jpg">their temple</a>? The tin man must have designed it. :) But the LDS visitor's center was really cool and they had stuff for the girls to do.<br />
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Liberty, MO was only about 20 minutes away, so we went and saw Liberty Jail. I was SO glad we did that. Such an amazing experience. The girls helped with the presentation before we saw a replica of the jail...<br />
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Seeing Liberty Jail was incredible. To be in the same place Joseph Smith had been and had so many precious revelations... there was such a spirit there. It was tangible. I hope the girls felt it too. </div>
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We crossed the rest of the state of Missouri, and camped out right by St. Louis. And by camped out, I mean that we got a hotel. We got in around 8pm, and the girls loved eating burgers and watching a show on HGTV about the best back yards in the world.<br />
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By the way, Priceline is the best when it came to planning our hotel stays. Cheap deals.</div>
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Did you know... that it's 30 hours of driving to get from Utah to Georgia? We split it up in 3 days' worth. The first day we made it to Hays, Kansas. It's about in the middle of the state. Brandon had to drive our Mazda, and I had to drive our Van. I had the two girls (my mother-in-law flew Rett out, thank GOODNESS). Brandon had the turtle and the cat. I don't know who had it worse. :)<br />
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I told Brandon that I wanted to take pictures at every state crossing, and we only managed two. Once you hit Missouri, all the state crossings are in really metro cities, and it's too hard.<br />
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The first state was Colorado. :)<br />
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I cropped the pic and did a close-up of the girls because they were smiling so cute!</div>
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We made it to Kansas that first day, and man the girls were tired. We did 13 hours the first day. </div>
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Here's our setup... </div>
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That first day was the hardest, for sure. It was our longest day, and the girls were so tired and fed up of driving. Poor Lanie kept asking when we'd get to Georgia. They did really well though. They watched movies, played with toys, and ate snacks. But never slept. Little stinkers. :)</div>
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Another good friend of mine offered to take some pics of my girls, so I asked her if she'd take them... in the pool. :) Here are my favorites...<br />
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LOVE this one!<br />
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It was harder to get Lexi smiling without her goggles. But I really like this one. :)</div>
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The two of them together!</div>
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Yes, I dunked Rett. He didn't even cry afterward. I blew on his face so that he would hold his breath. Such a cutie!</div>
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Before we left Utah, I had a good friend of mine take pictures. I wanted a picture of us at the church that was so much a part of our lives. I love these!<br />
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If you're not my friend on facebook, you might not know that we moved to Georgia. I know, I'm terrible at this blog lately. I'm getting caught up, I promise. :)<br />
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We moved to Georgia! Yay! We moved in mid-July and so far we are loving it. BUT, I need to get caught up on June first.. :)<br />
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Way back in the end of June, we had the Strawberry Days carnival. The girls look forward to this all year. They had a blast!<br />
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The girls on one of the rides...</div>
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Lexi was so brave! She wanted to go down the big slide, but I couldn't go up with her because I had the baby, and Brandon was off with Lanie, so she said she'd go by herself. And she did! She's on the top left...</div>
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Rett on Sunday. So cute!</div>
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Lexi and Lanie looked really cute in this pic. I had to include it. :)<br />
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Some good friends threw us a going away party before we left Utah. We had so much fun talking and hanging out with all our friends. We will miss them terribly! Here's a pic of my girls hanging out with one of their besties. :)</div>
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This was a while ago, but I just found the pics. It was crazy hair day at Lexi's preschool and she wanted "floating braids."<br />
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My little cutie. :)<br />
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Let me start by saying that I'm not a runner. Really, I'm not. I do it because it's a REALLY good cardio workout, and when you have a ghetto booty like mine, you find good workouts to work your bum. :)<br />
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I've done 10k's before, and my bestie convinced me to run a half-marathon with her.<br />
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June 9th came, and so did the half-marathon. I can give a bunch of excuses: I had a baby 8 months ago, I didn't train rigorously, I'm a total wuss, etc. but I know that I will always be a slow runner, and that's okay with me. :) I did better than I thought, I finished at 2:09, which is a little less than a 10-minute mile.<br />
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Before the big race. Did I mention that we had to wake up at 3am? The buses left at 3:30, and the race started at 6am. Whose idea was that?!<br />
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I was pretty exhausted at mile 10, but then I saw good ol' Cougar Stadium, and it totally pumped me up. Go BYU!!! It was fun running by all my old haunts.<br />
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After the big race. So tired!</div>
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Honestly, the rest of the day, I just vegged. Brandon was out of town, so my poor kids pretty much entertained themselves all day.</div>
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All in all, I was glad I did it, but I will never do that again. I'll just stick to 10K's. They're long enough to be hard, but not too long to kill me. :)</div>
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May was kind of a whirlwind. In a good way! We had lots of fun, and here is what we did...<br />
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I think one of the weirdest things about Brandon being bishop is that he has the authority to marry people. Weird! He's performed the ceremony about 6 times since he's been bishop, but since we have kids and I don't want to get a sitter, I've never been able to watch him. Well, One Friday night, we had a wedding reception to go to AFTER he performed a completely different wedding, so I got a sitter so we could do both.<br />
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Man was it fun to see him marry someone. Seriously. The best part (NOT) is all the people that ask me how old he is. Yes, he's young. GET OVER IT, PEOPLE. Haha, just kidding. Anyway...<br />
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Here we are in the car on the way to his officiating gig.<br />
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We really can't help ourselves...</div>
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I asked him if he felt nervous, and this is the face he gave me. Goofball...</div>
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Like I said. Weird. But he's the cutest officiator I've seen. :)</div>
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Lexi graduated from preschool. She had the same preschool last year, but the difference between last and this year is amazing. She's come out of her little shell! She was so cute singing!</div>
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Here little bestie, Melayna. They had so much fun together!</div>
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Lexi's teacher, Miss M. The best preschool teacher in Utah. Period.</div>
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So proud of my little girl! Not so little now, my goodness. Next stop-- Kindergarten!</div>
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Our community pool opened up this weekend, and you better believe we were there on the first day. The girls just love it. And so does their mom. :) I thought this face on Lanie was classic.</div>
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Rett's first year, and thank goodness he loves it! He loves his little floater toy, and I think he'll just get better during the summer. Really, he's such a good, go-with-the-flow baby. We love this little guy to death!</div>
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He's slightly translucent. haha. We'll just lather the sunscreen...</div>
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Brandon got done with his conference Thursday night, so we had Friday all to ourselves.<br />
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We went to La Jolla on our honeymoon, and our hotel was within eyesight of the temple. But on our honeymoon, it was closed for cleaning. We had always wanted to do a session at the San Diego temple, and we finally got our chance.<br />
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We tried to take pics, but they aren't great. I picked the only 2 good ones we got.<br />
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We did a session and then were asked if we had time to help with sealings. We said sure and headed up to the sealing rooms. BTW, the San Diego temple is GORGEOUS. Did you know they have an atrium where the sealing rooms are? Live plants and beautiful flowers, right there.<br />
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Anyway, while we came in to do sealings, the sealer kept asking if we knew what we were doing. We kept saying yes. Then one of the patrons asked if we were newlyweds. We explained that we had been married nearly 7 years and that we had 3 kids. Their response? "What, did you guys get married when you were 14?!"<br />
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My response? "Like, ew, gross! Boys had cooties when I was 14." :) Just kidding... we just smiled and mumbled that we're older than we look.<br />
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The streak is alive and well. This happens to us wherever we go...<br />
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After the temple, we decided to drive across the freeway and find some lunch. We stumbled upon our old honeymoon stomping grounds! We went to this same shopping area complex every night on our honeymoon, and nearly every night we went to this place called BJ's. LOVE IT. We just had to eat there again. Their Pizookie is to die for.<br />
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Classic funny face from hubs...</div>
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Finally a nice enough pic. :)</div>
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We finished up the day by showing hubs my beach spot (it was overcast, the only overcast day, so we didn't stay long), went to the hotel and, get this, took a nap. Wow, it's been a while since we've done that. Then we went out to dinner and had a fun night.<br />
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My mother-in-law was SO nice to watch the kids so we could have this week together. I had so much fun. I know that some people might think that all day, every day at the beach is boring, but it was just what I wanted. Perfect.<br />
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3 books later, we made it home on Saturday. Boy, did I miss those kids! Rett seemed like he had gotten so big!<br />
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This is kind of a strange post, but as I was at the beach one day, I was reminded of the following quote from Susan Easton Black. Forgive me, it's paraphrased: "Small people talk about people. Bigger people talk about events. And the biggest people talk about ideas."<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4AEk_cxqyi0/T6c67-FkiVI/AAAAAAAAFIs/y7gc7pqBtrU/s1600/IMG_0190.JPG"><br />
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These ladies parked next to me at the beach one day, and since they were loud, I was privvy to their conversations. They're older, probably in their 60's. And amidst their talking about cruises, Florida, etc., they would talk... about people. They would make fun of neighbors, cuss about children and spouses, complain about exes, say that they hate so-and-so. It made me sad to think that they've lived a whole life and they are still just talking about... people. I don't want to be like that. I want to grow wiser with each year and talk about ideas. I don't want to make myself small and talk about other people.<br />
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It also made me happy to come back from a recent retreat with some girlfriends and realize after the fact that our conversations never revolved around people. If they did, it was always positive. We talked about events and ideas. And that made me feel lucky to have the friends I have. The end. I'm getting off my soapbox...<br />
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The other definitely less-serious epiphany is that these babies are awesome. The Sea Salt Caramel is my fave. There was a Ghirardelli store a few blocks from the hotel and Hubbie bought me a huge bag for my birthday. I'm salivating just thinking about it...</div>
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If you've been to the San Diego beaches, you know the birds are used to people and are used to being fed.<br />
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This bird flew down as soon as I started eating my sandwich and stayed and watched me the WHOLE TIME I ate. As soon as I put my wrapper away and finished my chips, he flew away. Thought he could get me to cave... but as soon as you do, you have 20 more birds coming for a snack.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ke2P01YNeOo/T6c3vq9zNiI/AAAAAAAAFIE/Nj8C5TJXOcQ/s1600/IMG_0188.JPG"><span style="color: black;"><br /></span><br />
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This guy also wanted a meal. the seagulls are a lot pushier, but I wasn't even eating at the time, so he didn't really have a chance. He stayed for a good 10 minutes, just staring at me.</div>
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Thought this was funny. The whole time I was at the beach, there were 5 birds on top of the lifeguard station, perfectly spaced. If one flew away, another would replace him. Don't exactly know what they're watching for... tsunami?</div>
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I've decided to break this up, because I love talking and it would be way too long all in one post. :)<br />
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Welcome to one of the best weeks of my life. :) I got to spend an entire week at the beach, kidless, reading a book.<br />
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Brandon had a conference in San Diego, it happened to fall on my birthday, and it was perfect timing for my mother in law to watch the kids so I could go with him. The kids had a blast with her, and I had a blast at the beach.<br />
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This is my view from my beach spot. Every day, I would have the same routine: wake up, go the the hotel gym (I knew I'd be eating a ton this week), get in swimsuit, make a stop at subway for a sub, get to the beach, set up my cabana, read for 5 hours, sleep sometimes, then go back to the hotel and shower, wait for hubbie to be done working, then go out to eat and have fun with the hubs. I don't think I've ever been so lazy. And it felt GREAT.<br />
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I weened the baby before I left, but brought the breast pump (Kim, you're awesome. That breast pump saved my life) so I could continue to breastfeed when I got back. Problem is, I'm very prone to breast infections and I went 12 hours without pumping while I was traveling. Big mistake.<br />
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That night I could feel an infection coming, and the next day I was in denial, and then I broke down and called my doc to call me in a prescription for antibiotics. Tell you what, I was SO GRATEFUL I had a rental car when I had to go to the pharmacy at 10:30pm. Antibiotics kicked in quick, and then I was fine.</div>
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My in-laws were in town for easter, which was so much fun. Of course, I didn't take any pictures. I'm so bad.<br />
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Lexi took her new scooter from Nana and Grandpa. She also got a bike from her mom and dad. 5 1/2 years old, and she finally gets a bike. She absolutely loves it. Lanie got a scooter too.</div>
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Hello there, blog. Long time no see. Let's see if we can play some catch-up...<br />
Brandon turned 30! Which is just crazy to me. Anywho, the key to surprising your man on his birthday is to do the surprise a week <b>before</b> his birthday. Then he doesn't see it coming. :)<br />
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Poor Brandon has been stressed out of his mind with work. Thankfully it's a lot better now that one of his conferences is over. But before his birthday he was pulling 18 hour days. Not only does that make a not-so-fun birthday, but it makes it incredibly hard to plan a surprise party. Brandon works from home. Have you ever tried planning a party and making treats for said party if the surprisee is at home all day?<br />
I had a "playdate" at a friends house and she so nicely let me use her kitchen to get treats done.<br />
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I won't bore you with the planning details. Anyway...<br />
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I surprised him that night be saying we were gonna celebrate his birthday that night and that I would blindfold him before each destination.<br />
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Here he is blindfolded on the way to Tucano's.<br />
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Here we are AT Tucano's. </div>
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Then came the surprise party. I knew that he would have a blast if it were a ping-pong party, and our good friends just happen to have a ping-pong table. They were SO nice in letting use take over their garage. They also did all the decorating! They really are the best. It turned out really cute, and of course I didn't take any pics except the one below. A lot of people showed up for the surprise, and I was super happy with how it turned out. So was Brandon! :)<br />
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I had 17 pictures printed out poster size and they were of Brandon of all ages. They covered an entire wall. That was actually really cool because several of them look like our kids now. We also had yummy food. </div>
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Brandon pretty much dominated at ping-pong. :) I brought along his shirt that says "I'm awesome at ping-pong" that he put over his other shirt.<br />
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I can't believe Brandon's 30. Now he's not such a young age to be bishop. :) Happy birthday hubs! I love you!</div>
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