Sunday, September 21, 2008

Fruit of the neighborhood

Our house is pretty much exactly 3/4 block from the Farmers Market in Provo. Now I don't even need an excuse to go get fresh yummies every Saturday morning. This weeks picks turned into a Sunday Afternoon of making this..

Love having a house. Love having a kitchen to make salsa in with my husband. Love my husband.

Friday, September 19, 2008

My Mr. Fix It

I don't think that I even knew what a package I was getting when I married this man...

The previous owners left us a present of this lawnmower in the shed out back. Pretty old and not in working order. But never fear... Bobby is here!! He took it apart, put it back together, discovered there was a part missing- which he proceeded to fashion out of a paper clip (who does that?? MacGyver??) and then he mowed the lawn. This man is amazing AND cute (sure glad he picked me!)And he really likes to do this too...

Wednesday, September 17, 2008


I just thought you all should know that I just found peanut butter in my hair...

I have no small children or any other reasonable explanation, just had peanut butter toast this morning for breakfast, and then two hours later discovered it in my hair. Awesome.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008


We don't have as much time during the week to mess with the house, but I should have known bobby wouldn't stop until there was an actually hole in the wall... He just wanted to know what it will look like when the wall is gone...

and here is the start of the chimney that has to be taken out so we have more room for kitchen cabinets..

Monday, September 8, 2008

Pear Tree

Having my own fruit tree could be one of the greatest perks about having my own house! We spent our first family home evening in the house picking . (well I picked them off the tree and bobby picked the gross ones off the ground)

Hopefully we'll become experts at pruning and caring for it so we don't have wimpy pears next year, but for now, I'm going to enjoy have fresh fruit in my house!

Sunday, September 7, 2008

stake conference

Now I know this was probably not the message I was supposed to take from Stake conference, and I'm not sure I know any men in my life that would honk their horns at me.. But one of my favorite quotes from Elder Packer was something a women said to her husband on a Sunday morning in regards to swapping household roles,

"you get the kids ready and I'll go sit in the car and honk."

Kite Festival

A wind farm has been built at the mouth of Spanish Fork Canyon. The Energy harvested from the 9 giant windmills is sold to the local energy company and supplies enough energy for 74% of the town.

To celebrate, this year they held the first Kite Festival

They had kites pulled by 4-wheelers and Wave runners, and then the good ole' fashioned kind.

I love innovative ideas, especially earth friendly ones, and I love kites, so this made for a fabulous Saturday afternoon!

Friday, September 5, 2008

The Demo

I keep take pictures, because Bobby is enjoying himself way too much with all this Demo.

Bobby getting advice from Dad...

The removal of some of the old kitchen cabinets

the final stages of removal for nasty false ceiling layer one...

The removal of nasty ceiling tiles layer 2...

The Mess... (and a display of our lovely pink-red carpet!) To Bobby's credit, he cleans up the mess EVERY day after he destroys stuff. I'm very impressed!

Thursday, September 4, 2008


I had a work conference this weekend, I was supposed to be gone Thursday all day, spend the night in Moab, and return late Friday night. All this just a mere 2 days after finally having a house to move into... I sat in the conference Thursday and immediately knew that the subject of the conference was not only uninteresting to me, but also not very applicable to my job.

I began texting Bobby and suddenly was just sad to spend a night away from my husband, especially in our new little house. I spend a good couple of our in anxious indecision before deciding that I was going back home. Forget the rest of the conference, forget the playing in Moab (i was by myself so that wasn't going to be much fun anyway) and forget that it had taken me 3 1/2 hours of driving to get their already that day, I was ready to turn around and go right back, and that I did.

Bobby greeted me later that day and told me that he doesn't like it when I'm gone and he's home. I'm glad he knows how it feels, but most importantly, and pathetic as it may be, I'm just glad that we like each other so much!

Here is what we have to show for ourselves in out new little house:

Many boxes, and though we hadn't quite decided exactly what we were going to do to the house, and what we were going to wait and save up for, I should have known that when you leave a restless husband alone in a new house, you could come home to an adventure... This is what I saw when I got home from Moab, a brief 48 hours since we got the keys to our little home!