happy forth

okay, there are like fifty awesome BBQs going on this weekend so gotta make this quick. Does it suprise you that:

i'll probably see Brock this weekend?

my ginorm house is SO COVERED in patriotic wreeths and wood blocks and lots of country/vintage stars?

JJWT got adorably ticked when I stenciled some funky stars on his briefcase but got happy again win he saw I made star cupcakes for the whole office? i am so officially obsessed w/ slash addicted to cupcakes.

my main goal this weekend is to dress Tridg & Alivy up in R W & B and snap a billion photos?

i heart blasting Toby?!?

i miss being IN parades sooooo much its hard for me to go to them.

when opportunity rocks

you guys!

it's time for a major life decision and there is no one I trust more than my eBFFs. Gotta make sure we're where we belong at.

Our {well, JJWT's, but whatever} law/biz/med/dental internship ROCKS and will bring like 40 new professional opportunities due to sinergistic networking. We feel so good about it.

THEEEENNNNNN...

oh my curveball.

His old summer sells job selling pest control slash security systems {where he worked to save up for my ring setting} just called and wants him to be a MANAGER!!! Here in DC! What should we do!??!?! I mean, on one hand, law/biz/med/dental school rocks, but in the shore term of the other hand, summer sells is seriously lucritive and he could make sixty thousand plus this summer! But, on another hand, I'm over the sells wife thing, BUT flip the coin over and Alivyiah and Tridger need $ to go to college and UVU slash Bon Losee tuition is going up like every day. However, contrastly, the economy is a bummer, and with law/biz/med/dental school he has the rest of his life to sue/consult/surgify/numb gums/abuse prescription drugs, so maybe this IS our right thing now. And it's not like the internship gives out plasma TVs or xbox's.

Sells is hard, but no one said it would be easy, they only said it would be worth it. Is that scripture talking about summer sells? I can't remember.

I think this is a test.

do you think i'm cute when i blog all urban?

TwO wEiRd bUt cOoL thInGs aBoUt DC:


{1} so i know tons of people whom go off stuff like sugar and diet coke and xanax, but turns out there's tons of people who go off ANIMALS? lol! WTHeck! There called veegans. I met one and they seriously eat NOTHING to do w/ animals. Not even chicken nuggets.



{2} black people! Love them! honestly, they're everywhere. I even made friends w/ one at church! Seriously, she is awesome at dancing and has such darling hair. LOVE IT!

from TAMNs inbox: you're emails

guys! normally i keep the meanie-mails to myself but here're a few i thought i would show you so you could be outraged w/ me!

**JJWT & me swear to you that these are all real, actual, unaltered emails recently recieved. I KNOW. I KNOW.

{get your cute-gasps of outrage ready}

How mean is this!?

I am going to stick my nose in your business where it doesn't belong, but I just can't keep silent. However I tell you this in all kindness & concern for the welfare of your children. If you want your children to be taken seriously as adults, please reconsider their names. If you want an Olivia, name her Olivia. But giving her a train-wreck spelling only gives her the headache of having to spell it 2 million times over the next 75 years. And in the end the name is still Olivia--wait, or maybe it's All-ah-vee'--ah, my mistake? (maybe). Tridger doesn't have any style or ring to it. Made up names & creative spellings almost always sound contrived & always make the parents look illiterate, but in the end it's the kids who have to live w/ the names. Sorry, I just couldn't sleep tonight without speaking for the defenseless children.

RUUUUDE! i prayed about those names and everything!!! Their adorable names, right? Sorry for wanting to be unique instead of lame. Do you have ANY idea how many Tiffany/Amber/Megan/Nicoles were in my class growing up!? The wood letters above there cribs look freakin' amazing.

How about THIS rude-head!?:

I don't meean this in a mean way. it is spelled grateful. not greatful. i couldn't tell if you were trying to be funny or not with the wrong spelling so i thought i would let you know.

Whatever, grammer nautzi. I went to HAIR SCHOOL not ENGLISH SCHOOL. Honestly, I'm not a namecaller but anyone who seriously cares is kinda a looser.

And seriously, this one made me cry.

why are you so full of yourself. i just get sick when i read your blog. all your bragging. people who brag are the unhappiest people. who really cares about your life. keep it to yourself. all my friend and i just sit around and laugh at your blog. oh by the way i am also lds and have probably a better life than yours but i dont have to brag about it. get a life.

YOU GUYS! IT'S NOT BRAGGING IF IT'S TRUE! IT'S NOT MY FAULT I ROCK! I DIDN'T ASK TO BE THIS HAPPY SLASH BEAUTIFUL!

Validate me.

RIP MJ

I use to listen to You Are Not Alone like every nite JJWT was on his mish and I wasn't engaged or on a date.

worst. news. ever.

Just been busy catching up on my DVR and i = freaking out!

Did Jillian seriously send the practically a member pilot home??

And most important, is this Jon & Kate stuff serious??

I think I'm loosing faith in realty tv and want to cry.

fAtHeR's dAy {sorry it's late...the internet's fault NOT MINE!}

to my fAtHeR who always presode so manly


{picture of my darling dad and I at my bride day}

Some of my fave daddy memories:

~that time he got me a cute sassy special addition fancy car for my 16th birthday and then bought a new one when I pouted over wanting bright pink instead of pale pink. LOL!

~how he has adorable nicknames for me like "princess" and "emotional basketcase" and "my most expensive off spring."

~the girl's trips he always sponsors. SOOOOO nice and SOOOO blessed that he gets my sisters's and my mom's and me's need to get away every now and again {monthly} to NYC or Hawaii or the Carribbean or Pal to just pamper, rejubinate and get a little change a seen.

~how he'd lecture my dates about pure thoughts but never say a word to ME when I'd leave the house in my playboy bunny halloween costume slash modest minidress for prom.

to JJWT with love: the best daddy in the world!

{picture of me from bride day, with the back of JJWT's head in the background fuzzy and out of focus}

some of my favorite memories of my babies's daddy:

~on our first date, at the drive-in, between hormonal thrusts, I had a prompting that I would write him his whole mission and then bare his babies and they would be the cutest ever. Aw yeah!

~a couple months ago, he changed a diaper once and it was so adorable.

~how hard he works for me so I can stay home and spend the day doing high impact cardio workout videos and deciding where we'll go out to eat. I love husbands but i HATE that they have jobs!

~that time he bore his testimony about how I honor my femininity by working hard to stay hot and not letting myself go no matter what.

Seriously, I know this will sound cheezy and I don't mean it rude, but sometimes I think I love my dad and hubby more than anyone eltse loves theres. No offense.

love you guys!!!