I bet some of you will think I am announcing a baby, haha, but I'm not gonna change the title anyway. Do you still want to know our news????
BRYCE GOT A JOB!!!!!
...with Goldman Sachs.
We are so excited. Mostly though, I am just so proud of my husband. Anyone who knows him knows how smart he is and how hard he works. These last two months have been really crazy, we have had a lot of big decisions and a lot of uncertainty. He applied for and interviewed for sooooo many jobs and it has been so crazy and busy for him trying to interview and still keep up with school but he has been truly amazing. I am grateful for him every single day of my life, but these last few months I have really been able to see the kind of provider he will be. I am just so grateful that he loves me. I am so grateful that I get to be a part of his life. I am so grateful that the people at Goldman Sachs were able to see the kind of man he is as well!
But most of all, we feel so blessed, in fact we ARE so blessed.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Heaven and Earth! Are the shades of Pemberly to be thus polluted?
So the other night Bryce and I watched Pride and Prejudice... again. I vowed that I would say the above line to someone sometime this week, whether it was pertinent or not-- but i have not had the opportunity as of yet, so I said it now to all of you. We have a few favorite movies, but two mostly. I used to always make fun of my mom, I just could NOT understand how anyone could watch "While You Were Sleeping," twice a week, no matter how good it is. Well mom... now I understand.
Meet: Music and Lyrics
Meet: Pride and Prejudice
No joke, we could alternate between these movies every single night. We have seen them both so much that we honestly could quote every line, yet the sentiment is still there, and the jokes are still funny.
Isn't that amazing?
I think so.
Sometimes I think I am afraid to blog, much like i'm afraid to let people read my writing. I say I want to be a writer, yet I won't post any of my writing here, let alone blog random thoughts. Half of me is afraid some random student will stumble across my blog and steal my words for a cheap assignment, while the other half of me is afraid that my words are so embarrassing that you will all laugh to yourselves and say, "psh, she thinks she can be a writer!"
How's that for hopelessly conceited and insecure at the same time?
I am so excited to go to St. George for Thanksgiving. It has always felt like a haven for me there, I want to write that whole week, and not just say it, really do it. Maybe I will post some. I want to be with my family and use them for inspiration--because they always inspire me, and I want to look across the table at my mother on thanksgiving and say, "these mashed potatoes are so creamy!" and we will all laugh because we've heard the line so many times, and it's a great line.
Meet: Music and Lyrics
Meet: Pride and Prejudice
No joke, we could alternate between these movies every single night. We have seen them both so much that we honestly could quote every line, yet the sentiment is still there, and the jokes are still funny.
Isn't that amazing?
I think so.
Sometimes I think I am afraid to blog, much like i'm afraid to let people read my writing. I say I want to be a writer, yet I won't post any of my writing here, let alone blog random thoughts. Half of me is afraid some random student will stumble across my blog and steal my words for a cheap assignment, while the other half of me is afraid that my words are so embarrassing that you will all laugh to yourselves and say, "psh, she thinks she can be a writer!"
How's that for hopelessly conceited and insecure at the same time?
I am so excited to go to St. George for Thanksgiving. It has always felt like a haven for me there, I want to write that whole week, and not just say it, really do it. Maybe I will post some. I want to be with my family and use them for inspiration--because they always inspire me, and I want to look across the table at my mother on thanksgiving and say, "these mashed potatoes are so creamy!" and we will all laugh because we've heard the line so many times, and it's a great line.
Monday, November 2, 2009
ATTENTION!!!
Dear everyone! I just made Chris and Mike a blog! hooray. so everyone go leave a comment so they will use it okay?? We all know how shy new bloggers are :)!
http://chrisandmichaelanne.blogspot.com
http://chrisandmichaelanne.blogspot.com
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Believe It
Everyone who thinks it's wrong that I have become the main blogger in this household please say I. I.
That being said, there was a worthwhile happening in Jessica's life that I will briefly account. Details will have to come from Jessica when and if she ever decides to grace her readers again. Last week David A. came into Guru's for a bite to eat. Good thing she knew that no one would believe her without a picture.
Man, now that i'm looking at this picture again, who cares about David, my wife is smokin' hot. He knew it too, I' mean, he should consider himself lucky to stand next to her. What a babe.
That being said, there was a worthwhile happening in Jessica's life that I will briefly account. Details will have to come from Jessica when and if she ever decides to grace her readers again. Last week David A. came into Guru's for a bite to eat. Good thing she knew that no one would believe her without a picture.
Man, now that i'm looking at this picture again, who cares about David, my wife is smokin' hot. He knew it too, I' mean, he should consider himself lucky to stand next to her. What a babe.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Scoreboard, Please
You know, some would say that I'm looking just a tad too intense for my age group. My reply: um....Scoreboard.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
3000 Calories Later
Just wanted to shout out to my lover. Thanks for taking me to the best breakfast in the land. I love you. Just a little advice to the readers: Magleby's Fresh has the best french toast in the world, but unless your interested in writing a creamy love note, don't get the fruit bowl topped with whipped cream. Or should I say the cream bowl topped with a bit of fruit. Just ask Abby, she'll tell you.You know what? I'm in the mood to give another shout out this evening. I think I just better give some love to my main wizard. To Harry Potter, the boy who lived. You're an inspiration to all. Who knew that the dorky kid with glasses would become the youngest person in history to master the Patronus charm. Expecto Patronum!!! Man he was good.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
A day in History
For those who have heard this story before, and especially to those who have heard it a thousand times (sorry, baby), i apologize. Here it goes:
Our honeymoon was the best week of my life, and each week thereafter has subsequently become the best week of my life. I love being married. Especially to Jessica. Anyhoo, back to the story. While we were on ou honeymoon, we were sitting at a beachside restaurant enjoying a meal with our pet bird 'Duke' when I looked up and saw a familiar face. After gawking at this mullet-rocking, 6'-7" 180 lb. white man, I realized that it was none other than pitcher-extraordinair Randy Johnson, The last person (until today) to pitch a perfect game in the big leagues. If you don't know waht a perfect game is, it's just like it sounds, and you can google it for details. It has only happened 16 times since 1900. That's once every 6.8 years. Yeah, kind of a big deal. It's similar to an NBA player scoring 65 or 70 points in a game. Anyhow, to shorten the story, I tried to be sneaky and snap a pic, but as I raised my camera and put my eye to the lens, he was looking straight at me shaking his head "no." I'm ridiculous, I know, but I think it's a decent story.
I only bring it up because on this day in history, Randy Johnson is no longer the last person to pitch a perfect game (which happened in 2004, by the way). Mark Buehrle of the Chicago White Sox has done it. It was quite a feat, saved by an amazing catch in the ninth by his center fielder. Buerhle better take that dude out for ice cream, or something. He even got a post game call from Mr. President himself, because heaven forbid something good happening without The Chosen One trying to put his name in the middle of it. If only we could elect the real Chosen One as president. We could budget a trillion for Quidditch instead of throwing it at this weeks counterproductive reform, health care.
Our honeymoon was the best week of my life, and each week thereafter has subsequently become the best week of my life. I love being married. Especially to Jessica. Anyhoo, back to the story. While we were on ou honeymoon, we were sitting at a beachside restaurant enjoying a meal with our pet bird 'Duke' when I looked up and saw a familiar face. After gawking at this mullet-rocking, 6'-7" 180 lb. white man, I realized that it was none other than pitcher-extraordinair Randy Johnson, The last person (until today) to pitch a perfect game in the big leagues. If you don't know waht a perfect game is, it's just like it sounds, and you can google it for details. It has only happened 16 times since 1900. That's once every 6.8 years. Yeah, kind of a big deal. It's similar to an NBA player scoring 65 or 70 points in a game. Anyhow, to shorten the story, I tried to be sneaky and snap a pic, but as I raised my camera and put my eye to the lens, he was looking straight at me shaking his head "no." I'm ridiculous, I know, but I think it's a decent story.
I only bring it up because on this day in history, Randy Johnson is no longer the last person to pitch a perfect game (which happened in 2004, by the way). Mark Buehrle of the Chicago White Sox has done it. It was quite a feat, saved by an amazing catch in the ninth by his center fielder. Buerhle better take that dude out for ice cream, or something. He even got a post game call from Mr. President himself, because heaven forbid something good happening without The Chosen One trying to put his name in the middle of it. If only we could elect the real Chosen One as president. We could budget a trillion for Quidditch instead of throwing it at this weeks counterproductive reform, health care.
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