Compliment

Seth just complimented me by saying this:

"You're as cute as a warlord."

I'm such a lucky wife.

Love It

Manifesto Female: What I Have Learned

LOVE THIS.

Coming Soon!

Seth's Superb Skills at Shadow Sculpting

The Hoover Dam

Seth and I drove down to Arizona last week for Spring Break. 

We brought our camera along but the only time we remembered to get it out was when we stopped at the Hoover Dam.

Luckily, our Spring Break was extremely uneventful, so this is not a big loss. 

Here we are looking nice and grungy.

This doesn't seem so big in a picture, but the height is dizzying.

Seth contemplated riding a bicycle down the side of it.

The other side. The white stripe on the rocks shows where the water level used to be. 

All I have to say about that is: yikes.

Panorama Shot. Isn't that bridge sweet? (Click the picture to make it bigger)

Hopefully they finish it soon so there's much less traffic through Hoover Dam.

And that was the most exciting event of our Spring Break!

Except for possibly our shopping excursion to Target. I thoroughly enjoyed myself, but Seth was forced to try on several pairs of pants for a good hour or so. (I made him, because he is currently wearing jeans and shorts that have been duct taped together.) 

He was exhausted when we got home. 

Spring Break

Weather in Provo, Utah:

Rest of Tonight Partly cloudy. Breezy. Scattered snow showers  late in the evening. Lows in the upper 20s. Northwest  winds 15 to 25 mph late in the evening. Chance of snow 30 percent.

Weather in Queen Creek, Arizona:

Saturday Sunny. Highs 70 to 75. Northeast wind 5 to 10 mph.

We got here Wednesday.

We're here till Sunday. 

We love Spring Break.

Double Dutch

The other night at 9:30 PM Seth and I decided we were in desperate need of ice cream and needed to go to the store immediately and buy some. 

(Ok, ok, fine just I decided that and I had to drag Seth along with me.)

On the way, we passed by a strange sight. 

The strange sight was a large group of 20-something year old shirtless boys furiously playing double dutch in the 30-degree weather at 9:30 PM in Provo City Library's parking lot.

Now, I want you to go back and read that sentence again carefully. 

Pick out the important parts. 

.......

Good. Now, did you notice:

20-something year olds

boys

shirtless

double dutch

30 degrees

9:30 PM

Provo City Library

parking lot

Did you?

It was a sight to behold. 

Oh, and they were still there a half hour later when we came back.

Catch Phrase

Tonight Seth and I hung out with old friends.

We played Catch Phrase. 

It was Seth's turn. 

He said "When you go to Wendy's you get a ...."

Answer: Cheeseburger.

(This was not his word)

Then he said "Right. Cheeseburgers. So if hamburgers come from Hamberg, Cheeseburgers come from..."

Answer: Cheeseberg.

That was his word. 

I laughed so hard I cried.

I am laughing now.

We came home and looked up cheeseberg on the internet. The word does not mean anything as far as we can tell. 

I'm crying now. 

Seriously, cheeseberg.

I wonder if some smart-aleck intern slipped that in there. 

It's Official.

We're moving to North Carolina after we graduate.

Seth will be getting his Master's Degree at NC State. (Although he's still in the process of applying, so I guess I shouldn't say this is official. But the man is a genius. I'd be more surprised if he didn't get in.)

I'm hopefully going to find work as an interpreter.

And we'll live happily ever after.

This is what Seth looked like when he walked in the door the other day.

Don't be jealous that he's mine.

Living with a Female

*Warning - This may be funny only to me.* 

Do you know what Seth said to me the other day?

He said, "What's this biscuit for?"

He was talking about the bun in my hair. It took me a while to figure this out. It also took him a while to figure out that you can't interchange different words for "bun." He is still puzzling over it.

We've had many experiences like this, where I suddenly realize that Seth has never really lived with a female before. Oh sure, he had his mother and his younger sister, but she was 12 when Seth left for his mission and then college. So really, he has no experience.

Yesterday when I was using my eyelash curler he walked into the bedroom, saw me, and promptly freaked out. "What kind of torture device is that!?! Stop It! Stop! You're going to rip your eye out!" 

I just stared at him, I think with a look that can only be described as incredulous.

His freaking out did not stop me from curling my eyelashes so he resorted to staring, eyes huge, mouth wide open, at me from over my shoulder while I finished. 

He also assumes this pose when I put on mascara. He's watched me do it at least 100 times and still he ponders out loud, "How do you keep from poking yourself in the eye?"

He's fascinated by my toe separators that I use to paint my toenails. 

He doesn't know how to put on chapstick.

He asks me every single time I choose to wear high heels, why? What are they for?

He didn't know what runs in pantyhose looked like, or even what they were.

Did I mention he has 4 brothers?

The women in Seth's life.