Archive for the 'I Rock' Category

In which I swear I love my mom and am not making fun of her at all. I swear.

Thursday, February 18th, 2010

This is absolutely , without a doubt, The King’s most favorite picture of my mom. He laughs every time he sees it.

There she is, just standing there posing for a picture with her huge helmet on. Like she’s saying “why bother taking this totally uncomfortable helmet off for a little lunch break?”
Why bother? [...]

In which I won’t dress in front of you

Tuesday, January 26th, 2010

While I do admit to spending time at a nudist resort, I swear I’m not an exhibitionist at all.  I would never go naked around someone I know.  I wouldn’t even change my clothes in front of my best friend.  But back in teenage years I found myself changing clothes in a room full of [...]

In which I spend more then 51 days choosing my outfit

Tuesday, December 15th, 2009

Last week I heard that the average person spends 51 days picking out clothes to wear over their entire lifetime.
51 days!
While that may seem like a lot of wasted time to you, to me it seems like time well spent.  And to be honest, I’m pretty sure that by the time my life is over [...]

In which I talk about my lady bits and pioneers and Dr. Google

Wednesday, September 16th, 2009

I got my period when I was 12 years old. This is a pretty big milestone in a girl’s life. While most girls were thinking about the changes happening to their body, or if boys would be able to tell, I was thinking about something completely different.
I was wondering what the pioneer women did [...]

In which I get a new wedding ring

Friday, August 28th, 2009

My first husband and I had this fun thing where we wouldn’t wear our weddings rings when we weren’t getting along. Needless to say, we rarely wore our wedding rings. For our first (and last) wedding anniversary I bought him a new ring (with wolves, or some other crap engraved on it) in an attempt [...]

In which I almost fell off Mt. Rainier and died

Wednesday, August 26th, 2009

Every winter, when I was younger, my family would put on our snowsuits and boots, pack up our 3-wheelers and had up to Salt Lake City to this one specific mountain to go ridin’ as a family. And every night before we headed out I laid awake in my bed and worried about the ride. [...]