New couple on the block

My darling BFF, Karina the Russian, has met someone and has fallen, once again, in love. Truth of the matter is, he is actually a really decent guy and as of today, I approve of him. She has told him however that entering into a relationship with her is also entering into a relationship with me. She and I have learned from several past relationships that full disclosure is the best way to go. So she explained to him that boyfriends have accused us of being lesbians when in fact we are the ultimate non-lesbian couple. Putting it into a Russian analogy, which always has to do with food, she explained to him that she is the wine, I am the cheese and he can be the grapes.

I asked her via text message if she would mind if I told the internet about our new relationship and she said "Hell yeah!" I told her I would be putting her wine analogy in, to which she responded, "Yes, but its got to be that French wine, with that French Cheese and the big grapes!"

Apparently, without my knowing it, I have graduated from a non-lesbian couple to a very high class non-swinger relationship. The relationship may be sex-free, but at least I'll be well fed.

Blogfully yours,
Summer

My first University of Utah football game

On Saturday I went to my very first college football game, The U of U versus some other team! I know what you are thinking and yes, I am 28 and just barely going to a college football game. For those you who know me I am sure this is not a HUGE surprise. For those of you who do not know me, besides not being a big sports fanatic to begin with, I passed on the whole college experience of going to frat parties and experimenting with mind altering drugs that normally happens in your early 20's. I was too busy planning a wedding while working full time to help support the man I was marrying with his education. So now I'm doing the whole college thing...minus the frat parties and drugs. But, my reason for going to this particular college game was to see my adorable niece B perform with her dance group at the half time show.


We were of course up in the nose bleed section, about 5 rows from the very tippy top of the stadium. My parents went and of course Staci, B's mom and my baby sister. I must admit and please don't be jealous, but I have the worlds cutest parents. There is no sense in arguing with me on this as it is just a fact. The proof is in the picture.

Since I was trying to show my University of Utah pride and fit in with all of the other crazy fans, I wore the only red shirt I have, a long sleeve sweater. Lucky me it ended up being around 70 (seriously this is the second time I have looked for the little circle thingy on my keyboard and not found it!) degrees. I had to cave and buy an over priced t-shirt to avoid a patriotic heat stroke. So I guess this will not be my only U of U football game because now I need to go to another just to get my money out of this shirt.


Blogfully yours,
Summer


PS - In case you were wondering, Utah won! I think it was something like 48 to 16.
Go Utes!

Prepin' the bod for Halloween

I have decided on my costume for Halloween! I am actually getting pretty excited about it too. Besides feeling confident that I will be the only one wearing this costume it has given me a newly found dedication to get my butt to the gym! I know setting goals is important to keep you motivated, but I just haven't found a worthy one until now.

After deciding what I wanted to be, it hit me that this costume is going to require my body to be in tip top super smokin hot shape. Now, Halloween is 2 weeks away...I work full time and I go to school at night. Top that off with homework and it doesn't leave much time for the gym. Crap! Tip top super smokin hot shape might not be a possibility...think I may have to settle for "pulling it off" shape.

So are you curious what I am going to be? Well my lovelies I don't want to give it away just yet but I will give you a few clues. Last night I bought a long red wig, opera length gloves and fake eyelashes. Obviously there is much more to the costume that I will be ordering next week. Make your guesses if you like. I will not confirm or deny if you are correct but I promise to post pictures when my costume is complete.

Blogfully yours,
Summer

Sandy Mandy Cookies

The other day I was discussing with my BFF Karina the Russian how certain smells can evoke memories, some painful, some pleasant. The specific one I was referring to was of course a painful memory. An old boyfriend of mine, who turned out to be a royal scumbag but started out as a prince (as they always do), used to make me coffee every morning while I was in the shower. He would bring me a mug, along with a small plate of my favorite cookies, Pecan Sandies. I bought a brand of coffee that must have been similar to what I was buying back then because when I brewed a pot last week it took me back.

Karina: What type of cookies? Sandy...Mandy...pecan-y cookies?

Me (laughing): Close enough.

Tuesday Karina called me up incredibly excited and told me I HAD to come over for breakfast because she had a surprise for me. Of course I would never say no to free food so I said I would be there but I would probably have to finish getting ready at her house. When I got there she told me to go finish putting my makeup on in her bathroom and she would bring it to me. You should have seen the huge smile on her face as she brought this in to me!
Of course I started to cry (I am seriously such a sap!). She told me not to cry cause she had more and bustled off to bring me this:
Then she squealed and said she forgot one more thing and ran off to the kitchen. She came back with this...to help keep me healthy.
When I got to work I discovered that she had also put 2 granola bars in my purse. Now if I learned anything from my PB&J experience, it's that the way to show a Russian how much you care, is with food. Today I learned that if you do, they will never stop showing their gratitude back.

Blogfully yours,
Summer

Cats and dogs living together

I made the crazy statement that I was giving up on dating as I am apparently not good at it. My adorable friend RLO, being a guy and therefore always wanting to fix any problem, suggested that he and I and Sarah all move in together and grow bitter and old together. In my infinite womanly wisdom I realized the flaw in his plan and told him that Sarah's dog Daisy and my cat Aurora might not get along so well. Then Mr. RLO consented, but still being flawed as a male, said "true, Daisy and Aurora might have a lot of sexual tension they don't know how to deal with".

Moral of the story: Men may be from Mars and women may be from Venus but cats and dogs just need a little sexual rediscovery to get along.


Blogfully yours,
Summer

Walking for boobies

On Thursday Karina the Russian sent me the following text message:

"I am walking this sat 4 breast cancer at liberty park at 8! Come with me to SAVE THE BOOBIES"

I think I should recruit Karina to work in advertising, I mean how can anyone say no to that? I knew I certainly could not. So I woke up early, helped Karina get her two kids ready, layering them in more clothes than was probably necessary, and we took off. Here is Pasha, half awake but looking stylish AND warm.

We met up with the rest of the employees of Karina's salon including Kate, who I found out we were walking for, an amazing survivor of breast cancer.

Before the walk there was some announcements, thanking sponsors, and a group stretching session. I felt a little silly reaching for the sky and bending to touch my toes but man it felt good! There was pink everywhere! Pink balloons, dogs wearing pink shirts or ribbons, pink banners and they even gave out pink Vitamin Water to participants. It made me super relieved that I had thought to wear my pink hat that has been collecting dust in the closet.
It was freezing outside but it felt good to know that I was participating in a very worthy cause. The Russian kids were not sharing the same enthusiasm for being up so early and walking around the park instead of playing in it. I guess telling them we were walking to Save the Boobies just didn't have the same impact on them so shortly after we finished our second loop we decided to excuse ourselves to take the children home. This was actually kind of convenient cause we didn't have to deal with traffic. I decided that kids are an excellent thing to have around at times, although, yes...I do feel slightly bad for not finishing the walk...slightly.


*Some of you may have noticed that my Blog title has changed. Those of you who link to me from your blogs (thank you and I love you!) will need to update the title and url to blogfullyyours.com. I will have a new lovely designed mast head in the upcoming days that I am also very excited about. Yay! I have my own blogging identity! Let me know what you think.

Blogfully yours,

Summer

First Snow

Today I woke up to find that the weatherman was correct, there is snow on the ground. It is a beautiful sight, almost magical. The fact that there are still leaves on the trees lets me know that the snow will not be staying, just gracing us with its presence as a precursor for the months ahead. In fact, even now I can see the sun coming out and the drops of melted snow hitting the ground.

I know sometimes I complain about Utah, but truly I love it. I love having changing seasons. I love studying the mountains. Seeing them change from green to orange then watching as the snow starts accumulating at the peaks then moving down the mountain only to reverse directions when the spring comes again. It's fascinating to me. I am quite certain this love of seasons and the mountains was instilled in me from my father. He always taught me to welcome and embrace the snow because then the ski season is upon us. Welcome the sun and the high temperatures because then the boating season is upon us. I guess that way you always have something to look forward to.