One event after the other...

The expression when it rains it pours is so so true. Last weekend was a wonderful and memorable weekend with my brother being sealed to his wife and baby in the temple, my other brother's girlfriend getting baptized and my nephew being blessed.

By Sunday night my head hit the pillow and I was out, but what a wonderful reason to be exhausted for such events as these.

Jump, Jump

Remember how I was in a hip-hop dance class? Well the performance happened last Monday. All of us in class were a bit of a ball of nerves before going on stage. We recited and recited so much that I would dream about dancing.

I didn't record our performance to be able to show you, but overall I think it went pretty well! Pretty sure I'll be taking it again in September, it's an hour of endorphin, hip shaking fun...who can say no to that?

On top of the world.

My cousin from Jersey was in town visiting. We wanted to show her the gem that lies south of us. Southern Utah is truly one of my favorite places to visit and Zion always leaves me in awe of all the beauty that surrounds me.

So we headed down south for the weekend and had a great time. Last year I hiked Angel's Landing for the first time and swore I would never do it again. I am terrified of heights and this hike is not only strenuous, but the last half mile requires you to hold onto chains so you don't fall of the cliff.

Not my idea of fun, but you do what you gotta do when you're the hostess right? We made it just fine to the top and the view is spectacular, so it was worth it. But mark my words, that is the last time I'm doing that hike.

The cook-off

A few weeks ago we kicked off spring with a paella cook-off. Why a paella cook off you may ask? I have 4 brothers, out of the 4, 3 served their LDS mission in beautiful Spain, and all 3 went to different regions of the country.

They are constantly bragging about how theirs is the best paella. So in order to put the arguing to rest we had a cook-off, we ate, we judged and a winner was pronounced.

I happen to think that all three paella's were delicious and in my book they were all winners. But if they all want to have another duel to prove theirs is the best, I will gladly welcome that.

A few of the best hours ever.

I got to mark off going to a U2 concert from my bucket list on Tuesday night. I can't explain how elated and giddy I was, but my cheeks hurt from smiling from ear to ear and my throat hurt from screaming so loud. I was about 14 people away from Bono, and the Edge...it was quite possibly the most magnificent evening ever. Can I just quit my job and become a groupie...in my dreams!

Do I live in Seattle?

It is no surprise that Mother Nature is very hormonal lately with all of the rain, tornado's, record low temps and high temps all over the place in the country.

Although I am very happy that I don't have to deal with my house being picked up by high winds, I am so so so sick of this dreaded rain!

It rains and rains and rains here in Utah and although it does make everything look so green and lush, it's a bit annoying and depressing. I felt like I won the lottery when it didn't rain this past Saturday for my little paella shin-dig{pics to come later}. But now it's back to rain.

In other interesting news I woke up yesterday morning with my left eye swollen and this morning it is still swolen and smaller than my right eye. I feel uber unattractive at the moment because I look like Quasimoto.

Ah good times!

On the road...

There's nothing quite as liberating as getting in the car and driving away for the weekend. Over the weekend I went to Colorado to help my brothers move back to Utah.

I always like to mix pleasure in with work because it makes life much more enjoyable. It was a great time hiking, going to see the largest sand dunes in the nation, have guitar jam sessions, making yummy shrimp tacos, face masks with the sister missionaries and of course getting hungry on the ride home and in despair stopping off at Burger King.

I think road trips are always an adventure to be had.

{ps. Remember when gas was that cheap? I miss those days.}