Deep In the Heart of Texas

I am coming at you live from Houston,TX. They say everything is bigger here, but so far I have not been impressed. I have spent more time lost because of the poorly-labeled street signs then I have doing anything else. Also, if I could have more than a 4' warning for interstate entrances, that would be super.

Anywho-- I got this bright idea to go on a scavenger hunt for the Houston temple. According to mapquest I was approximately 28 minutes (19 miles) from the temple. I thought it would be a nice little trip. WRONG! First of all, if that was 19 miles then I have been sorely mislead by every other place I've ever driven. Second, because of the poorly labeled signs, I took about 17 U turns, drove 10 extra miles and basically just got lost for 2 hours in the heart of Texas. The good news is that I saw some awesome things on my drive:
* I never drove more than 10 minutes without seeing some religious compound. We're talking HUGE gated compounds for the baptists, lutherans and any other religion you can think of...yet the LDS temple was nestled in a neighborhood and sucked to find.
* There was a nice fellow sitting on the hood of his truck, parked on the side of the road with a fishing pole. On the end of that fishing line was a shrimp. On the side of his truck was a wooden sign announcing shrimp for sale. It was so good to see.
* More trucks than I can count.
* A house in The Woodlands that barely counted as a house. There were sheets hanging out to dry though.
* A huge plantation for priests to retreat to. Kind of like the bat cave.

Long story short, I made it to the temple finally. It ended up being a really great experience, but getting there was not a party.

The Last Hurrah of Summer

Well folks, the summer is coming to a close. I had a lot of rad times this year and I think its safe to say this year's summer beat last years summer by quite a bit. Yesterday I had a chance to go out on the lake for probably the last time this season. Sean Obrien was kind enough to take a bunch of us from the ward out wakeboarding/skiing/wake surfing. We could not thank him enough for doing that for us!! We met up at 6:00 AM (meaning we were awake before the sun was) and he took us to Jordanelle. The water was glass for the first few hours, but the weather was kinda gnarly. There was a mix of sunshine, rain and the most vibrant double rainbow we had ever seen. I could not have asked for a better Saturday or a better way to close out the summer!


This photo does not even do justice to this rainbow.


A great group to be out with!


The teensie bit of sun that we saw.

Can you smell it?

The scent of fall with a hint of football. Mmmmmmmm!

I am getting an early start on my BYU hating this year. A coworker sent me a link to these photos and I have to say, they almost top Austin Collie's halloween get up. You remember the one, right? The honor code breaking short shorts? Well, he has out-gayed himself this time around....and this time he did it with Dennis Pitta AND Max Hall. What a treat!!

And now, I present you with the BYU D-bag's fall 2009 catalog. (Please note: all items pictured are available for sell at your local Hollister):










Come out of the closet guys. Its getting crowded in there.

in case you were worried

...I told my bosses about the lost phone. They were surprisingly cool about it and told me "stuff happens". They replaced it with an old used phone that was lying about. Of course the phone turned up at the church, but not until Sunday after the damage was done and my sin had been confessed to the PAC higherups. I knew it had to be one of the 4 places I had been!

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Worst. Day. Ever.

I don't mean to be a Debbie downer, but this was one helluva day! For starters, my shower was being a fickle teenager and scalded me this morning. This in turn made me late for work since I couldn't complete my shower until the temperature became tolerable.

The next fun came when I realized that I had misplaced the on-call phone from work. I knew I had it before going to jane's bachelorette party, but what happened to it next remains a mystery. I thought for sure it had fallen out of my purse at the Jenson's, but panti checked and had no luck. I retraced every step including calling my Relief Society pres. to come let me into the church, but you guessed it: I didn't find the phone. Now I get the pleasure of telling my boss in the morning. That ought to be fun.

I then went to a church service activity at welfare square. There was all sorts of miscommunication and they ended up turning late-comers away. It just irritated me! Shouldn't they just let them stay and be a part of it rather then sending them home?! I did not feel spiritually uplifted at all.

Next, I was on my way to yoga to calm down. As I drove down 2700 S. a truck flew across the road. I slammed on my breaks and came to a skreeching stop (literally) and still only missed the dumb-a's by inches. It was close enough that I got out to check and see if we hit at all.

After all this, I had a nice yoga class and decided to stop and get some del taco on my way home. I was stopped in the drive through for literally 5 minutes and the jack-a behind me rearended me!! Those of you who frequent the del know that the wait is long. There were probably 4 cars behind this who-ha and he too had been stopped before he gave me whip lash. What the heck?!! Then, he didn't even get out of his car! I got out to check the damages and his response was, "did I getcha?"...thankfully he hit the spare tire on the back and didn't do any damage, but Billy Bob didn't even apologize! His slutty girl friend in the passanger side yelled a "sorry" as I walked away, but the driver couldn't be bothered. People these days!

The good news is that I am safely tucked in bed so nothing else can go wrong tonight. I hope I don't die tomorrow when I tell them I lost their stupid phone. Ugggggghhhhh!

Disclaimer: I have been trying not to curse lately so that is why everyone is a _____-a. I also do not really know how intelligent either driver was. I am just assuming since they both suck at driving that they must be idiots. Also, the truck driver's girl friend may not be a slut...she may not even be his girl friend. It was all the rage talking.

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Mid-Bummer-Free Summer Update

It’s bummer-free summer for those of you who don’t know. Many of you might be wondering what I have been doing with my summer, and many of you may not care at all. For those of you who do care, I will give you a little mid-bummer-free summer update:

• Embarked upon the goal of attending Bikram yoga 5 times a week. So far, pretty good. With the exception of weeks where I have been out of town, I have gone 5-6 times a week. I’m quite proud of myself and the hard work is starting to pay off. For the first time in my life, I kinda-sorta have abs…well, the beginning of what will be abs. Even Ambs noticed that I am getting a little definition! I have also tricked others into attending with me. Mwahahahahaah! (don’t worry, they were into it too)
• I went on a loverly trip to St. George and Vegas with Ambs. We did lots of shopping and saw Beatles LOVE. It was incredible! We were also remarkably lazy that whole trip; in bed by 10 or 11, sleeping until 9 or 10, laying by the pool, venturing around St. George….it was a fantastic trip!
• I waited for summer to start. For those of you living in Utah, you know that it started raining just after Memorial day and did not stop until the very end of June. I thought for sure Salt Lake had been transplanted to Washington. Basically, we were robbed of 3 weeks of our summer! Hopefully the summer weather will continue 3 weeks into fall to make up for the lost time.
• Went to St. George again…for work. It was a horrid week. I was so happy to come home!
• Mourned the loss of MJ. Many of you may not know, but I am a die hard Michael Jackson fan. I have defended his crazy antics all along. His death was truely sad for me. I found myself listening to his music on my drive home from St. George and recalling all the times in my life that were set to MJ's tunes. The man was a legend and a genius. He shall be missed! (and yes, I cried when I watched his funeral. That little Paris tore me up!)
• Saw my first laser show at the new Planetarium- Dark side of the moon. It was really spectacular. I also made my first trip to Spoon Me that night. It was a’ight. Not sure what all the hype is about though.
• Went camping with my better 2/3rds: Josh and Sarah. I got a sweet new cooler that will keep food cold for 5 days, so if you want to go camping with me for 5 days- I am ready! Keller also came along. This was his first time out of town and he loved it! He ran around like a wild beast, but cried like a little baby if we left him for 30 seconds. Sarah and I made a really good fire and we had my world famous hobo dinners. Really, I make the best hobo dinners. Ask anyone who has been camping with me.
• Spent time at Gma’s pool. Night swimming: check. Saturday lay out: check. Watching fireworks from the pool: check. Skinny dipping:….stay tuned.

Well, those are a few highlights from bummer-free summer. Stay tuned for more wacky times to come!

Oh boy! Not again Michael Phelps!

First of all, I am not obsessed with Michael Phelps. Really. I mean, don't get me wrong, I would totally marry him. Homeboy has money, you could do laundry on his abs, and he is kind of cute in a slack-jaw sort of way. His Mom also seems like a pretty nice lady....but this is all beside the point. The point is that he has seriously offended our nation yet again!

Remember this? Now, I was willing to look past his poor judgment and immature actions involved in the whole bong fiasco, but what I am about to reveal is so wrong- nay, so grotesque that I may never see our little dolphin hybrid the same:



What were you thinking Michael?!! What is that thing on your lip, and why did you think it was a good idea?! I just really don't think you thought this through Phelpsie. To quote you, this behavior is "regrettable and demonstrated bad judgement". The youth of our nation look up to you. How does it make you feel knowing that countless youngsters could be following your lead and growing a pedophile 'stache? That caterpillar on your face is both disgusting and offensive. If you didn't loose all of your endorsements after "puff, puff, pass", you certainly should now! You completely disregarded the feelings of our nation for your own selfish, white trash desires.

Maybe the extremely high caloric intake has gone to your head, but I have really lost a lot of respect for you Michael Phelps. Shame!

Summer 2009

I, Kirsten Marie Dorius hereby declare summer 2009 to be "bummer-free summer". Below is an open invitation to all:

What: bummer-free summer

Who: anyone who isn't a bummer-inducer

Where: bear lake, my condo, gallivan center, gma's pool, and all around this land.

When: kicks off this weekend in St. George and will continue on well into August.

More details to be announced at a later time. Please RSVP if you don't like bummers.

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Look Familiar?

As most of you know, I have a guilty pleasure for celebrity gossip. I have tried to give it up because I shouldn't care. I don't know these people and what they do with their lives is their own business...buuuuuuuuuut I do care. Probably more than I should. I love curling up with a diet coke and an US Weekly, and I check celebrity gossip sights almost daily via my iPhone. Basically what I am saying is that I am a walking cliché and you all can get over it.

Anywho, as I was catching up on the ongoings of the fake world of celebrities, I saw this:


Apparently Rihanna and Katy Perry are BFF's now. Awesome. Then I started to feel as if I had seen similar images before in my celeb stalking. That's when I recalled this:


Remember how Lindsay Lohan and Samantha Ronson were "just BFF's" in the begining? Then they finally admitted that they were hitting it girl on girl style? Not that there is anything wrong with that, I'm just saying this "friendship" looks a little familiar. Katy Perry did have a hit song about kissing a girl and liking it, and if my boyfriend messed my stuff up and bashed my head against a car window I would probably be inclined to switch teams too.

Again, I'm not saying anything is wrong with a little lady love, if that's what you're in to, Im just making a prediction. I think we will learn of some extra friendly behavior between these two in the coming months. Does Rihanna wear cherry chapstick?

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Happy Birthday to Me!!!!

And Panti, and Candace!!

I want to thank everyone for the birthday wishes! You all helped to make my special day a bit brighter.

A very special thanks to Amber (who is real) for the very sweet blog entry, and to Adam, Kristjan, and Arni-Elei who brought me cookies and came to pay me a visit (seriously guys, she's real). I am a very lucky girl to have so many great people in my life!

I will be taking my birthday money to JC Penny's tomorrow to get some velour track suits and some Velcro shoes. Then I'll head off to Golden Corral for a late dinner around 5 and retire to my afghan laden bed around 8:30.

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Top 5- Sam Bob Edition

Feather head.
Baby Bear.
Doodle.
Bob.
Sam Bob.
Sam Bob Doodle Pants.

All these names mean one thing: I have the cutest/funniest baby brother ever! Today is his 8th Birthday and on this very special day, I would like to honor this funny little man with my Top 5 favorite quotes from the past year:

5. After finding out that I used to watch “Wishbone” as a child he asked, “Was it in black and white?”
4. When I emailed him (yes, he has email) to ask if he wanted to come hang out with me he wrote back, “Im to bizy”
3. After asking me about dating he got a totally perplexed look on his face and said, “ So if you've had boyfriends, then why aren’t you married?”
2. I asked him about his girlfriend Riley to which he responded, “Oh, we broke up. She doesn’t love me anymore. She loves Dallin now because he gave her $5.00”
1. One day he randomly approached our brother and asked, “Austin, what would you do if one girl came up and kissed you, then another girl kissed you, and then those two girls got in a kitty fight?”

Happy Birthday Bob! You are a nutty fufkin and I love you more than infinity!

They roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth...

I just finished watching the trailer for "where the wild things are" and I am so stoked!!(I'll post it on here soon) I have to say, it looks incredible!! I am really excited to see the genius that is Spike Jonze's take on the legendary Maurice Sindak book.

Some of you might not know, but I have a bit of an obsession with the book. I have t-shirts, the book, toys, and there has even been a drawing of Max on my whiteboard since 2006. Needless to say, I'll be there with Sam Bob Doodle Pants on opening day (he picked up big sister's love too)

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Kiss me, I'm a teeny bit Irish!

Happy St. Patty's day kiddos!!! I hope the luck of the Irish graced your day. I considered celebrating by driving my car through something, but I love Grimace the liberty too much.
May you kiss the blarney stone, find a leprechaun, drink a green beer, or eat some potatoes...whatever floats your four leaf clover.

P.S. My birthday is 14 days away. Are you ready?

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Lent '09 update

Dear readers,
I have officially failed my giving up candy for lent. I love chewy sprees and that big bag needed to be taken home! I have never failed at lent before, but the good news is that I'm not catholic so it doesn't really matter.

Lots of love,
Kiki

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Another year older, probably not much wiser.

As most of you know, the day of the birth of the wonder that is me is quickly approaching. In other words, my birthday is coming up on March 31st (mark your calendars). There is still plenty of time for y'all to plan my surprise party, but I want to make lives a little easier by posting the desires of my heart. Anything on this list will make me as giddy as Michael Phelps at a college party with a bong.
-A horse. Preferably a brown one named Princess.
-Alex Smith's hand in marriage. I know I have called him my husband for years, but shocker: we are not actually married-yet...
-A one year pass to Bikram yoga.
-A tripod for my camera.
-A vacuum that doesn't suck...or that does. You know what I mean.
-A cannon rebel.
-Some sweet yoga shorts.
-A soldering iron. Seriously, I want one.
-A gaming system of some sort.
-Tattoo removal (I should have listened to my parents, it was a bad idea, blah blah blah...I want it gone.)
-A yoga mat that doesn't have hibiscus flowers on it.
-A 54" plasma TV.
-A book shelf for my living room.
-Guitar lessons.
-The express 101.Think of the food possibilities!
-A puppy. Breed can be negotiated.
-Paula Dean to be my third Grandma.
-A spray tan machine.

To my dear friends: if you can't afford any of these gifts, that's ok. I will just cherish your friendship as the greatest gift of all.

Mom and Dad: it's either the items on this list or therapy. You pick.

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Lent '09

Many of you may not know this about me, but I participate in lent. I know what you're thinking, "Kirsten, aren't you Mormon?" The answer is: dang skippy! Some might find this odd for a Mormon gal, but I began participating in lent freshman year of college when my catholic friend Mary asked me to do it with her and I haven't looked back. The way I see it, it's a good time to give a vice. I have already been given the talks about how weird this is, so save your breath. You can't stop me, I do what I want!
Two years ago I gave up chocolate which proved to be harder than I expected. This year I am kicking it up a notch and giving up candy altogether. Lent began yesterday and ends the night before Easter, so don't worry about little ol' me. I will be able to binge on all the bunny's gifts come Easter morning.
Wish me luck!

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Free be good

Last week was pretty meh. You know what I mean? Just meh...then towards the end of the week the freebie gods smiled upon my mehness. Two wonderfully free things fell into my lap to turn my frown upside down. I feel it should be documented to bring hope to those of you who may be feeling a little bit punched in the nose by life lately.
Freebie #1: Amber and I were enjoying a much needed girls night on Thursday, complete with pj's and gossip. We took a trip to paradise cafe for some grub and upon reaching the register I presented the cashier with my frequent diner card. Well, apparently I don't frequent them enough because at some point they switched to electronic cards. The nice cashier lady tells me this and then says, "well, you're close enough so I'll just give you this one free." SCORE!!
Freebie #2: Friday I took a trip to my local tanning salon for a nice spray tan to boost my looks. The credit card machine was down because there was someone working on the phone lines in the back. The orangeish worker girl told me to go ahead and spray it up and she would have the man fix the phones and I could pay when I left. I got my spray on, wiped down and went out to pay. The oompa loompa then hands me the good news (but not in song. Dang!). The phone man was unable to fix the credit card machine. She shrugged her shoulders and says, "so I guess you get a free tan." YEEEEAH!
I couldn't believe my fortune! Honestly, it couldn't have happened to a nicer girl. Chin up kiddos! Maybe you too will recieve some freebies.

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Fist to the Face Friday

I know I am not so good at the whole fist to the face Friday thing, so how about I just say it will be upon occasion and not necessarily every Friday. Good, yes? Mkay.

Well today I am going to have to choose to punch my Mom in the face. Don’t worry, these are just metaphorical punches so it’s not like I am going to assault my Mom this weekend. Sandra is a lovely lady, but I have been harboring some ill will toward her this week. These feelings are a direct result of her not making me Chex Muddy Buddies as a child.

When C.J. and I were little we loved Chex Muddy buddies! My mom made them twice that I can remember and both times he and I devoured those succulent snacks. Notice I said we only had them twice. My mom made excuses as to why they were so rare in our house; one being that they were made with semi-sweet chocolate and it was usually too much for my chocolate allergy, and the other being that they took too long to make. Well, the chocolate thing didn’t fly because even at a young age I understood that although semi-sweet chocolate was a no-no for me, it could easily be substituted with milk chocolate which was usually ok. But the difficulty factor remained, and I lived with that. Until now…

The other day I randomly decided to embark upon this “difficult” task. This is where the bitterness occurs: Chex Muddy Buddies are one of the easiest things to make!! Seriously, it took me all of about 7 minutes from beginning to end. I am officially calling my Mom out on her laziness. I was deprived and neglected as a child and I may never get over this.

If you have never had Chex Muddy Buddies, here is the recipe:

9 C. Chex cereal

1C. Semi-sweet chocolate chips (or milk chocolate if you are me)

½ C. Peanut butter

¼ C. Butter

¼ t. Vanilla

1 ½ C. Powdered Sugar
Pour cereal into a large bowl and set aside. Combine chocolate chips, peanut butter and butter in a microwave safe bowl. Microwave on high for 1 to 1 ½ minutes or until smooth (stir after 1 minute) Stir in vanilla. Pour Chocolate mixture over cereal and stir until all pieces are evenly coated.
Pour cereal mixture into large container with powdered sugar. Seal securely. Shake until all pieces are well coated.

How friggin’ easy is that?! Make them for those you love, and make them often. Don’t let another child suffer from such abuse.

It will not happen again.

I am sure by now you have all heard that our country’s beloved half-dolphin/half-man hybrid was caught doing something naughty. Sweet young Master Phelps apparently partook of the devil’s weed at a party sometime this past November and a picture to document the occasion was released to the world via the British media.

I can hear the person who took the picture now, “Check out the lung capacity on that backcountry, Ozarks-looking fellow! Holy crap you guys, that’s Michael Phelps! Hand me my camera, I’m gonna be rich!!”
Honestly, this action does not make me think any less of the billion-calorie eating swimmer. People make mistakes, and he is just a 23 year old guy doing something that many 23 year old guys do. I did however love the statement he released:
“I engaged in behavior which was regrettable and demonstrated bad judgment. I'm 23 years old and despite the successes I've had in the pool, I acted in a youthful and inappropriate way, not in a manner people have come to expect from me. For this, I am sorry. I promise my fans and the public it will not happen again.”
…by “it will not happen again” he means he will not let someone take a photo again, right? We all know that he will most definitely partake of the Mary Jane again, right?
How stupid do you think we are Dolphin man? Go eat your 5 plates of French toast and think about what you’ve done.

Kirsten's Bikini Contest '09

I know that it snowed here in the SL,UT just yesterday and I may be jumping the gun here a bit, but bathing suit season is just around the corner. Last season’s tops are still very much wearable, yet I feel it is necessary to get a new top for this season. There will be plenty of pool parties and boating trips this summer to rotate through the myriad of bathing suits, right? I have narrowed it down and I now need a little assistance picking the winner. I would like to present you all with the 3 finalists in the Kirsten’s bikini contest ’09:

Contestant 1

Kind of old school 80’s looking which I love, but it is Roxy and I have an allergy to anything Roxy. Maybe I could somehow take the logo off?

Contestant 2

Cool pattern and colors, but not a lot of black which is the color of my bottoms. I like to have the versatility.

Contestant 3

Tie dye is always kind of fun, but I am not entirely sold on the white background. Let’s face it, white is usually a bad call for anything that will get wet.

Ok boys and girls, show me a little love and vote! I am very indecisive and I need some assistance to make up my mind.

Namaste

Ever since I got back from New Orleans I have been on this health kick. Something about all the beignets, bread pudding, BBQ and junk food made me feel all sorts of nasty inside. I won’t tell you how many Reese’s peanut butter cups I consumed while we were sitting around in a hotel room, but I will tell you it is probably more than one person should eat in a month. When I returned to the beehive state I was determined to detoxify and start living a healthier life.

My new healthy life needed to include working out of course. The gym was great, but it just wasn’t really doing it for me so I started considering other options. I have a friend who has done Bikram yoga since high school and loves it so I talked to her about that. She of course sang its praises so after lots of internet research and mental preparation I enrolled in classes. For those of you who do not know, Bikram yoga is a 90 minute yoga class that includes 26 postures and is done in a room that is heated to 105 degrees with 40% humidity (sometimes more, sometimes less…usually more). Last Wednesday was my first class and I am totally addicted!! I have to admit that after that first class I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go on. I had sweat more than I ever had in my life, every muscle in my body ached, and during the class I thought I was going to die approximately 3 times. When the instructor said, “It is normal to feel light headed and nauseous at this point”, I wondered what I was doing there. Determined to not give up (and because I had already paid for a 10 days) I went back the next day and found it was a million times easier. Here I sit, one week later and I am already feeling the benefits of my practice. It has helped me physically to get a good work out, but the breathing and relaxation involved has really helped me emotionally as well; I feel much less stressed, I sleep better, and I have more energy. Bikram yoga is amazing and I never want to stop!

The diet portion of my healthy life is also going well. I am proud to say that I have been pretty successful in my limited Diet Coke consumption. I have only had it twice since I decided to limit my intake. I have also been trying to eat a lot better and that included giving up my beloved sour patch kids. It has been almost 3 weeks since their sour and then sweet goodness has touched my lips. So far, I am feeling a lot better about my diet and the feelings of bloated grossness are few and far between.

Bathing suit season is just around the corner and I shall be in tip top shape for its arrival!

Balancing help, or total rip off?

Years ago I was introduced to this contraption called an indo board by these shady snow boarders. Let me just quickly paint this picture for you: my friend takes me to a house in Sugar House where in the living room is a large group of snow boarder/pot head/bums. There is a couple making out in a love sac, a dude playing the guitar, another gent playing the bongo drums, someone “rapping” along, and finally, a fellow on an indo board. For those of you unfamiliar with indo boards, it is basically a piece of wood fashioned into a board which is placed upon a cylinder and used to practice balance. Supposedly it is really good for your abs too because the balancing works those core muscles.

The other day I remembered the magical indo board and decided to look into buying one. I figure while I am sitting around watching TV I could pull out my indo board and work on my balance. Turns out they are ridiculously overpriced! We are talking $99.95 for what is essentially a wood plank and a PVC pipe. What the heck?! I have decided to channel my inner shop student to make myself an indo board. Add a little grip tape to the board and some duct tape to the pipe and Bob’s your Uncle, you have an indo board. Considering the fact that I once cut my finger open while slicing an avocado, I’ll probably have Uncle Rhemus help me so I don’t loose a finger all together. Wish me luck!

D.C., my love.

I have made a decision; a life altering one. I have decided to cut back on my diet coke intake. My addiction (previously just considered a love) is getting a little out of hand. I have decided that reducing the amount of caffine and chemicals that I pump into my body is probably a good idea.

Hey now, let’s not get crazy! I am not cutting it out entirely. I am just limiting myself so that I don’t drink it every single day and so I don’t depend on its refreshingly cool taste. As of now my plan is to allow myself diet coke upon one of four occasions:
1.Social gatherings.
2.Sporting Events.
3.When eating fast food (because the alternative orange-flavored crap is nasty).
4.If I am having an extra bad day and need a pick me up.

I feel a bit like an alcoholic setting parameters for my drinking. I feel good about this and maybe, just maybe (but not likely) someday I will cut it out entirely

Gang signs.

After a week of wearing Utah attire I am home from New Orleans. I was beginning to feel like I was in a gang from flashing the ‘U’ and yelling “Go Utes!” to every other Utah fan I passed on the streets of New Orleans. My feet are pretty excited about being able to rest and sleeping in my own bed last night was a thing of beauty. Every ache and pain was well worth it to see the Utes prove to the nation that we are #1!
I can’t even begin to put into words how amazing that game was and how it shut those Bama fans right up. There was probably a 4-1 ratio of Bama to Utes, but we were loud and proud and made the Superdome echo with chants of Utah pride. It was just so awesome to see this tiny section of Utah red making enough noise to fill that whole stadium while their crimson tide just sat there with little action.
For the most part, the Bama fans were nice enough. Wishing us good luck on the streets or being their simple hillbilly selves, but we had the rudest Bama fans sitting behind us. Seriously, these guys were the biggest a-holes I have encountered in ages. I didn’t feel the least bit sorry for standing up through the game and raising my arms in the air to sing the fight song. Their team lost. They can get over it.
I did start collecting pictures of white trash Bama fans early on in the trip, and I will share those with you now:

Sweet ponytail duuuude.


This was at the Superdome...this is how he chose to represent his team...


This dude was my fav. We actually chased him down to get this picture and told him we thought his "roll tide" was really clever and cool and just had to get a picture.


You know that fleece they sell at fabric stores with your team's logo on it? Yeah, well this guy made a blazer out of it.


You can't see too well, but this woman had a female mullet-like ponytail. She was classy.


This was up at the paraphanelia shop the day after the game.

More pictures are to follow. Pictures involving the actual game, Big easy sight seeing, and the wonder that is me.

Fist to the Face Friday.

I know I started my fist to the face Fridays 2 weeks ago and then forgot last week's, but in my defense I was busy having a post-Christmas nap day and I could not be interrupted to go to my parent's house to use their interweb. Be proud though because I am writing this blog from my hotel in New Orleans while I wait to go watch the Utes. That is dedication and I feel it makes up for last week's lameness.

Since I am here for the Sugar bowl, it should come as no surprise that I choose to punch all the 'Bama fan's in the face this week. I would like to take my fist and make their noses spew the crimson tide!!

Here is a perfect example:

How gross is this lady? She gives a whole new meaning to the phrase "roll tide".

GO UTES!!!