She & Him

I love the Deschanel girls. Especially Zooey...she is so cute! Everything I've heard from this album is SO good. A really great version of "You Really Got a Hold on Me" can be found here. Super mellow. (She & Him = Zooey + M. Ward)

One person's trash is my treasure...

Today was a great day! It started out like every other. I was walking Romey at 7:30 this morning when we accidentally ran smack into one of our neighbors' yard sales. Being the sucker that I am for a good deal AND for used furniture, I was practically sucked into their driveway. Good thing, too, because I found some treasures. Sweet couch, (with matching chair below)...

and cool bookcase. All to the tune of....(drumroll please)....$40. Pretty good, eh?

The day just continued to get better because later that afternoon when I stopped by to visit my Grammie, she happened to be cleaning out her garage. She hooked me up with some hidden gems: this green side table, and a different chair, which is still out in my car.

I'm beginning to feel like one of those old ladies that is hoarding furniture or something. If any of you have ever been to our house, you would know that A: we don't need any more furniture and B: we have no room whatsoever for extra furniture. The only reason I was able to pick up these sweet finds today is because Peter happens to be out of town at the U game. My initial disappointment/anger that he went out of town this weekend quickly turned to joy. (I'd say he got off easy...it's not like I hit Anthro today or anything.)

The other reason this day turned out so fabulous was because I was able to go to one of my former students' Make A Wish party today. She has a brain tumor and got to go on a shopping spree today. Here she is with her brand new ipod. (One of her many fun, new items.)

The women who granted her wish were so amazing. They went above and beyond...not only did they buy tons of stuff today, but they are going out on their own and decorating her bedroom and her little brother's. Paint, furniture, the whole works. I can't wait to go check out the finished product.

These were the yummy treats at the party. Another little girl who got her wish granted started this company. Check it out here. And next time you are in SLC, treat yourself because they are delicious!

This part was really cool. At the end of the party and once their wish has been granted, they raise a star in honor of the child and hang it from the ceiling, where it stays forever. The entire ceiling is full of different stars. Of course I was tearing up on and off the entire time. I'm so glad I was invited! Perfect Saturday...

So...that cross stitch above pretty much sums it up. We are totally ghetto these days. Allow me to illustrate my point. Yesterday, these guys came by the house to replace the windshield in one of our cars. For whatever reason, they removed the old windshield and then informed me that they weren't able to put a new one in. Their advice was to have the car towed down to the body shop where it could be fixed and then a new windshield could be put in.

Well, being the cheapskates that we are, Peter insisted we drive it down. So, this morning he gets in the car with no windshield, and attempts to follow me to the shop. We picked one that was nearby, about a ten minute drive from our house. To make a long story short, we couldn't find this blasted place for over 40 minutes. Every time I looked in my rearview mirror, I had to laugh because it seriously looked so funny watching Peter drive around with no windshield. Especially when I accidentally got on the freeway. If only I had my camera, you could have enjoyed the scene too. Let's just say Peter was NOT enjoying it.

Which brings me to my next ghetto moment...every fall SLC has an awesome street clean up day where we throw anything and everything in the street and they come pick it up. We replaced our toilets a little while ago, and I need to put them out there, but I am waiting until the last possible second (i.e. 6:00 am next Monday) because I think it seems pretty trashy to have nasty old toilets on your parking strip. Although, people literally drive around and pick through every single pile and last year there wasn't anything left for SLC to pick up besides tree branches. So I'm conflicted here..should I put aside my potential embarassment and put the toilets out early so someone can have the opportunity of swiping it, or should I wait until the morning of and sneak it out there? Hmmm.....haven't decided.

Here are some last few ghetto moments that have occurred lately: #1 we were driving in the car and I knew all of the words to this nasty rap song by Ray J and Peter was shocked...(so was I...what?), #2 Peter and this old man got into it the other day because Romey was pooing on his parking strip (and I was standing there picking it up)....sample conversation "I'm going to call the cops because you are trespassing on private property"...."Go ahead. Good luck with that", #3 two nights ago I swung by Little Caesar's at almost 9 pm because we had no food in our house and we were both starving. (Not so ghetto worthy, considering that happens more often than not, but I was running out of examples).

Here we go...

It's that time of year again...U of U football season! While I DO enjoy going to the football games every single Saturday for the next few months, this time of year just gets to be a little much. I get a little bit of sports overload (more than usual)....U games, Jazz games, Babe's football games, Syd's soccer games, a few of my cousin's volleyball games, and then U basketball games. Sometimes this time of year, I feel like we just go from one sporting event to another. That being said, last weekend Peter and I decided to divide and conquer.


He went to the U game in Michigan and I went to the U.S. Open in NYC. Not only did I get to hang out with my cute sis-in-law and Heidi, but it was seriously the best sporting event I have ever been to. Ever. I'm pretty sure I want to start going every year from now on. I don't have pictures, but you can check out Heidi's or Melissa's if you want to see all of the fun times and read all of the dirty D's.