City Creek

In just a few weeks we will be blowing out of Provo and be back in our old hood, SLC. I loved Provo back when I was single, a BYU student, and involved in my ward. Now, I just go to work and to my apartment and basically only see my husband. My prime in Provo is over. We will be moving into a wonderful apartment in downtown Salt Lake. There is a small chance we are in President Monson's homeward. Bryan will be half a mile from work, we are close to both our families, close to the temple, and now CITY CREEK!

This weekend we decided we needed to go check it out the new mall. It is awesome. It really ties downtown together, has fun shops, and the design is neat. Most of the stores are high end so we will only be window shopping. But, Bry said that if we found something good at Tiffany & Co for under $100 he would buy it for me. The place was a mad house on Saturday so we didn't look much, but I will make him stick to his word on this. Bling bling.

Also, we saw Hunger Games with my family. So sweet! We can't decide if we like Ceasar Flickerman or Cinna more. Any thoughts?

Paper-thin walls

Its been a LONG day. I got back from work at 7 am and fell asleep. In less than two hours I awakened to find a male stranger knocking on my bedroom door, and four more strange men in the living room. It took me a few long seconds to remember they were the painters that management scheduled to come to every apartment. I awkwardly found some real pants and exited the unit fast. I went to campus to find Bryan and borrow Scott's key to try to rest in their close by pad.  I tried to sleep and couldn't- I don't know if it was because I had been up too long or because I was trying to sleep in someone else's bed. So, I headed to the grocery store and to the library. No, I had nothing to study so I read trashy magazines (people, self, whatever they had.)

I went back to my apartment three hours later and they weren't done. I went to my car and sat in it and chatted on the phone. Finally the painters were gone. I again tried to sleep- still couldn't. Bryan came home and forced me to try to sleep again. After half an hour of sleeping, some rap music started playing really loud. Bryan played detective and found out it was our neighbors upstairs. He knocked on their door, rang the door bell, then proceeded to pound on the door. They wouldn't answer or turn it down. Then Bryan came to our bedroom and banged the ceiling. The neighbors turned down the song they had had on repeat and knocked back loudly on the floor. Classy I know.

Minutes later we could hear a baby crying and voices. Continuing as detective, Bry got my stethoscope, stood on the bed, and tried to listen to their conversation haha. It didn't help magnify anything juicy, but how awesome would it be if it did?! Bryan had to coerce me to try to sleep yet again. He promised an original bedtime story if I would try to nap. He delivered a clever tale about penguins, Carliel and his friend Padmae, following a lifetime dream to learn the accordion. They discovered an amber brown beverage along the way. And WALA... I was finally able to sleep. Now, a few hours later, I'm awake. Who knows how sleeping tonight will go? I'm so grateful for a loving, funny, protective husband. Goodnight.

Shark Tank

Confession:  I love the Celebrity Apprentice.

This is my third season watching and I'm hooked. When I'm working on Sunday nights in the hospital it is often playing in one of my patient's rooms. I try to zone it out when I am in there so nothing is ruined for when I watch it later. I don't love Donald or particularly know the celebrities so I don't know what draws me in. Maybe its watching what people do creatively with the tasks or how they debate why they should stay. 

Bryan does not have the same interest in it as me. But tonight he introduced me to a new show. SHARK TANK. We watched one episode... then another episode... and then one more. I was set to watch another one but Bryan isn't nocturnal like me with my current working schedule. The show is so interesting to me! As with Celebrity Apprentice, I don't know why. I know very little about business and do not have a million dollar idea. Maybe I should have gone into the cut throat world of business. Wait, no. Definitely not. I'll let Bryan be in charge of that and I will continue in the loving field of nursing.

Really Staples?

One of Bryan's goals this year is to be more organized. I bought him a planner (among other things) for Christmas and he was doing great. Then he lost it. So, today I decided I would go get him another one.  I needed one too.

Staples was the closest place I could think of. I got dressed in real clothes (not scrubs, exercise apparel, or pajamas) and headed out. In Staples I went to the planning section and saw that planners ranged from $13 to $35. Really Staples? That is a total rip off. I proceeded to Walmart and found a great selection ranging $3-$12. Same brand and everything. I'm not a big Walmart fan, but I'm definitely not paying an extra ten dollars x2.

While there I got some other much needed things- fake flowers to liven up the apartment, 36 pack of pens because I loose 2+ every day at work, and browsed the fabrics for my next sewing project. Needless to say I will never go to Staples again. And here is to being organized!

Flashback

After working five night shifts in a row, my sleeping schedule is a little bit off. Thus, I was up at 3:30am and our internet was not working. What is a girl to do?  I was looking through photos on iphoto and found some of our video clips from our honeymoon. That was 10 months ago! Time has gone fast and been wonderful. Enjoy a glimpse of Xplore in Cancun.