Just something funny.

Maybe this is only funny to me.

A few people in my family are doing a blog where you go to your 6th picture folder and take the 6th picture and blog about it and then tag 6 people to do the same. I didn't get tagged but I was curious what my picture would be. I have two different hard drives with pictures on them so I went to the first hard drive, 6th folder (named "tattoo"), 6th picture and got this....

Then I went to the second hard drive, 6th folder, 6th picture and got this...

It just made me laugh.

Playing catch up...

(I just noticed as I was uploading all my pics that Adam is a little ridiculous when it comes to the picture taking. Read on and you will see what I mean.)

We did lots of fun things that I need to catch up on. We went to a hockey game last Wednesday, then we went to a Jackie Chiles Banquet on Thursday and then, Adam and I left on Saturday for our anniversary weekend get-a-way. It was a fun week! I've also had spring break this week, so it's actually been a nice two weeks. I love when I get to spend time with the family (especially after a weekend away of straight relaxin').

Here are some pics from the hockey game. The kids mostly liked the dancing during the breaks between periods. Of course, my camera died right when all the action got good. I have camera issues.Here are some Jackie Chiles pictures. The Jackie Chiles Law Society is about the law in pop culture. Ted from Scrubs came and spoke. He stayed in character the whole time and it was freakin' hilarious. And yes, he did remove his clothes. He kept saying it was too hot in that room.I just have to show you how many pictures I have to take before I get a good one with Adam. I actually gave up this time, and never got the good one, but they are still funny.

I guess to be fair, they are still good pictures, just not what I was looking for. They do make me giggle though.

On our weekend away, I didn't take many pictures. There isn't much to see when you just sit and relax and watch movies all weekend. I did get this pic of Adam.

The 8 best years of my life!!

Eight years ago today, I married Adam. He is an amazing man and I absolutely adore him. I can't believe I was so lucky to marry him. I hear women say they feel so lucky to marry their best friend. Well, hopefully everyone married their best friend. He should become your best friend as you are dating. I ACTUALLY married my best friend. Adam had been my best friend for 5 years before we ever thought about dating. Um, maybe I thought about it when I first met him but he went on to date a few of my friends, so that passed. After five years of being the best friend any girl could ever ask for, he finally noticed me as a little bit more. :) That was nice. I think it was the two years on a mission that brought him around, but whatever it takes. When he came home, we started dating. It was weird how it happened and I don't need to bore you with those details (the rest of this is probably boring enough). It was just like we were meant to be together but never realized it before.

Because we were friends from the age of 15, I have some good pics that span the 6 years before we got married. I just wanted to share some of my good memories. I really tried to limit how many pics I put on here but since this is more for me and Adam than anyone else, I just did what I wanted.

Here is what lead up to the best 8 years of my life.

This is Adam and his best friend Justin on the day I met them. Adam and Justin have been best friends since they were in elementary. When Adam became my best friend, so did Justin. He has always been and will always be a big part of our lives, as you will see.

Here we are on some of our trips to see each other. Since he lived in Cali and I lived in Utah, we had lots of fun weekend trips to visit each other. Justin and my friend Holly were always involved in these trips.

This is the prom we all went to my senior year of high school. We brought everyone we loved, even if they were still in junior high (my brother Kiel, my cousin Liz). It makes me smile that Adam came all the way from California just to go to my prom, even though it wasn't with me. He did it just because I asked him to.This is when we all met for lunch right before Adam when into the MTC (Missionary Training Center). This is just a few weeks after the last picture but significant to me. This is the only picture I could find of us from that day. This is the last time I saw him before his mission. The next time I saw him, 2 years later, things were different from the first hug. It was a good first hug, I think. Here are some dating pictures, after that first good hug!

These are pictures of Adam proposing. We got it all in video and lost it the first week we had it. I love that it looks like he offering me some business deal and I'm just not sure about the whole thing. I was sure and I was totally bawling! It's just a funny pic, if you know that he is asking me to marry him. I believe the actual words were "If you're not doing anything for the next 50-60 years..."One taken during our engagement photo shoot...

Here are a few wedding pics, obviously.A honeymoon shot...

Justin's wedding to Melissa in August of 2001...

Our first Christmas as a married couple, and our last Christmas with just the two of us. McKay was born 6 month's after this.

And for good measure...here we both are on our first birthday.

I adore you Adam. Thanks for making me who I am today and for always loving me and treating me so good. Your love has made me a much better person than I ever thought I could be.

Carson is having a bad week

We have been having some issues with biting at our house. A very nice lady in my neighborhood watches Carson while I am at school. In exchange, I watch her boy while she is at work. Her little boy is darn cute but is going through the biting phase. Poor Carson gets the brunt of it. This was the latest. The mark stayed around for a few days. He's only ever broken the skin once, so that is good. Carson's sure a trooper.The next incident was all Carson. He fell off a chair and started immediately screaming. With all the instant blood, I had a good idea of what he did. I'm just glad he didn't knock his teeth loose, like Mason did when he was 2. The saddest part is that he won't eat, not even Popsicles. I keep asking but he just keeps saying "No sanks." It's pretty cute with his tiny swollen tongue. Even when I tell him he needs a nap, I get the no sanks. How can I refuse that?? Poor little man.