It's decided.

I've wanted new hair for a while and I haven't been able to figure out which hairstyle/color I wanted.

This is it.

The length and color (my natural color) in this picture is what I'm going for.

Officially.

it's coming...

I stole this from one Lindsey Jayne. I watched it on her blog, and was kind of speechless afterward.

A lot of people won't like this, won't agree with it; but this is who I am, and this is what I know.

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it's been a while...

There has been a lot going on recently, and I haven't had the motivation to blog about it. But my dear friend Melissa told me I needed to so here I am.

First things first, we sold the Jeep. Not for what we were asking, but we were still able to pay it off and have money left over to go toward a new car.

We finally have two cars; John's FJ, and the Honda that I wanted and loved. (Pictured below).

Funny story. Kind of not, but I'll tell it anyway.

So John and I picked up the Honda on a Friday, and because we bought it from a private seller we had to go to the DMV. Since the state of Utah has the lovely 4 day work week, there is only one DMV open on Fridays and that it the office in Draper, out by the prison. Yippee skipee. We hadn't registered the FJ yet so we figured we'd just do both at the same time. So, we drove all the way out there (with no license plates) and got there and registered the FJ and then gave the Bill of Sale for the Honday to the lady at the DMV when she told us that it was invalid because there was white out on it. GREAT. Thank you lady. It wasn't just something we could fix quickly, seeing as the people we bought the car from live up north around Logan. So we had to wait until Monday. We still drove the Honda all weekend, we figured we'd just keep the bill of sale for if we got pulled over. John went and got a new bill of sale signed Monday, so Tuesday morning we got up at the butt crack of dawn to go to the DMV before work. Because it was Tuesday we didn't have to drive so far this time; we left our house right around seven in the AM and we got about 2 blocks away from our house when we got pulled over.

Seriously?

I drove the car all weekend without plates and ON THE WAY to the DMV we get pulled over for not having plates. John explained to the officer that we had just purchased it, and where we were headed, but I don't think he completely understood the process, he kept asking where the plates were. John gave him the bill of sale, his license, and our insurance policy number (because the car was insured, we just didn't have the card yet) so the PO checked John's record and then let us on our way, thank goodness.

Anyway, 900 dollars later, we got plates on the Honda.

Secondly. Broozer left on his mission. I cried my eyes out. I have been dreading the day since he opened his call, and it was definitely as hard as I thought it would be saying goodbye.

Everyone who was able to went to lunch before we headed down to Provo. Good ol' Chuck-o-Rama, only the Roos' favorite place to eat whenever we can.

I don't know why we chose to take the picture in front of the sign, maybe to remember that, that is where we ate? No clue.

The infamous Missionary Training Center sign. This was before we all started crying. We look happy to send him off, but I tell you, it was the worst thing ever. It honestly felt like he was dying. I hated every moment of it. I'm getting used to it though, I loved getting his first email and look every day for a letter. It's just like when I was writing missionaries whom I had dated and/or were friends with in high school. Except not, because he's my brother and that's weird.

Anyway, he's loving it. Within the first three days he totally got into full on missionary mode. His first email was insane, he sounded like he'd been out a year already.

If you're in Houston, please take care of him. Thanks.

Next, Daniel and Mandy are finally engaged. They are getting married August 16th, and we are very excited for them.

Her ring is gorgeous; and huge. They've started planning and I think she's already stressed out.

I don't miss that feeling.

This is from her rose passing in Beta. The only picture I have that they're both smiling.

Her eyes are closed. NBD.

John sold one of his bears! To Daniel's family, but still, it works!

If you didn't know, John decided one day that he was going to carve bears with a chain saw out of tree stumps. He actually is very talented.

How cute is this little guy?

If you're looking for a bear like this, for a cabin or for any other reason, he has more, and he is willing to custom make them.

I must give a shout out to my girl Mel Nash. BYU women's lacrosse won their tournament this weekend, and she scored the goal that tied, and won the game for them.

So, congrats lady!

And good luck at nationals next month!

A little inquiry for all of you out there. Rufus has learned to lift his leg and has started to pee on EVERYTHING. (He peed on my Mom's leg today...eek.) Does anyone know a remedy for this disgusting habit?

"So they just passed a health care plan written by a committee whose chairman says he didn't understand it, passed by a Congress that exempts themselves from it, signed by a president who smokes, with funding administered by a treasury chief who didn't pay his taxes, all to be overseen by a surgeon general who is obese - and better yet it is to be financed by a country that's broke?"

This is frighteningly legitimate.

happy birthday john

John turned 23 this last Wednesday, and he didn't want to do anything.

I offered for us to go out, and he said no.
Just dinner? No.
Can I make you dinner? Okay.
So I asked him Tuesday what I could make him, he said meat. So when we got home from work I said do you want me to do like steak and potatoes? (Steak is his favorite meat, I figured it was the obvious choice). He said he didn't want steak and that he couldn't decide at the moment because no food sounded good.
...Okay?
Wednesday (his birthday)at about 4:30 I get a text message, telling me what he would like me to make him for his dinner.
What did he ask for?

Corn dogs and potato chips.
I married a five year old.
If that isn't enough evidence for you, listen to this.
John's mother asked him what kind of birthday cake he would like for dinner last Sunday; he asked for a Batman cake. It was already Saturday afternoon so I didn't expect that she'd be able to get one, and I ended up being right, she couldn't. But she bought a Batman action figure and put it on the cake.
Batman. For a 23 year old.
THEN. John tells me he wants to have a birthday party.
He wants a have a BATMAN birthday party.
Where everyone dresses up as a Batman character, but he's the only one allowed to dress up as Batman.
And then we'll all go to Nickelcade.

Do you see what I have to deal with?

Anyway, I figured I could handle cooking corn dogs, and I even bought chocolate to dip strawberries (more for myself, but whatev.)
So I turn on the oven to cook the corndogs, because you know, they're only good when they're crunchy and when you put them in the microwave they get soggy. Thank you J.
So the oven is on, and I'm in the kitchen cleaning strawberries, and getting ready to cook asparagus (I needed something slightly healthy for myself) and I started to smell smoke and burning. I turned around and there was smoke coming from the oven door and also up and through the burners.
I opened the oven door and there were FLAMES everywhere. John was raised that when there is left over pizza, you put the boxes in the oven...I have NEVER done this in my life, so I didn't even think to check. Sure enough, there were three pizza boxes in the oven, and they were all on fire.
I freaked.
I had no idea what to do. We don't have a fire extinguisher, and even if we did I don't know that I would know how to use it.
Luckily John was next door, so when I called in a panic he rushed right over.
I felt like the biggest idiot ever. The one time I try to cook, I start a fire.
I am not meant to be domestic.

Good thing my husband is awesome and didn't even make fun of me, because I would have cried my eyes out.
And good thing I got him awesome presents.
First, I bought him a scale 18 Dale Earnhardt model car.
If you know John, you know his love for Dale and NASCAR. The first race he ever watched was the race that Dale was killed, and he just loves the legend.
Because Dale no longer races with NASCAR, they have discontinued the making of the car. Therefore, it was impossible to find. But I did it! And he loved it! I was so glad.
But, this was the bigger present..and he loves this more.


This is his "new" car. It is a 1975 Toyoto Land Cruiser. AKA FJ 40.
We bought it from a seventeen year old kid who has completely rebuilt the engine, and done all this other stuff to it (the engine is the only part I remember.)

I love the stripes, and you can't see it very well but there is a bull on the side of it. He hates it, and wants to paint over it, but I'm not letting him, he's vintage.
It kind of scares me to drive in it, but it will get better I'm sure. Can't wait for the summer and drop top. MmmmMmm good.

Which brings me to my next point.
We have a great car for sale.
2003 Jeep Grand Cherokee
Black with Tan/Gray interior.
No problems at all, but with John getting the FJ, we don't find it necessary to have two SUVs. Therefore, I need to sell the Jeep so I can get this cute little thing.

2006 Honda Accord.
After driving it, I was in love.
We won't be purchasing the rack, seeing as we don't need it for anything, but I'm so excited for it.
What can I say? I'm just a small car girl.

ladies night

My friends decided that we're sick of promising to hang out with each other and then it never happening. So we came to the conclusion that we are going to have a girls night once a month, on the same Friday every month, so everyone knows when it is, and doesn't plan anything instead of it.
Of course our first one was kind of a bust. Of the eight girls that were included in this planning, four showed up to dinner. It may be interesting to see what happens with this new tradition.
Anyway, we went to Noodles and Company, and caught up just the four of us, and then we didn't know what to do. We have a slight kink put into our plans, so we were just flying by the seat of our pants.
It was Kensie's birthday the week prior to this night, and I had yet to see her apartment; so I suggested that. Abbi called Kensie and we were on our way. I must say that I love their apartment, especially the way it is decorated. You can see in the first picture that there are Vinyl Records on the wall, I think that's pretty cool. I need to figure out something to do with my house. All I have are pictures, which I love, don't get me wrong, but I want something original.

I saw this girl three weekends in a row. That's a record for us during the school semester. I can't wait until summer, and we can once again run errands together.

Love these three.
Abbi, Andrea, and Kensie.