Officially a NBA Jazz Dancer!

For some of you, this may be old news.

But guess what you guys?!

I'm officially an NBA dancer.

WHUT.

Still so crazy to me. 

But I've been getting a ton of questions about it, so I decided to just blog about it. 

And hellllooo, this is a big life event for me…it neeeeeds to be blogged about!

So…some background info. 

I've been in this total pickle lately.

I just graduated from college.

Don't have some awesome career yet. 

Want to go to grad school, but can't finish a program in the time before B and I hopefully leave for dental school.

We don't want a baby. 

We can't get a dog.

Fish are boring.

Plants are lame. 

And I was totally feeling lame as well. 

In a weird limbo stage, if you will.

So B and I are watching basketball together one night and I just said randomly, "I should just tryout to be a Jazz Dancer or something cool like that". 

BAM.

We both kinda looked at each other, like YA. You SHOULD do that Rik.

Which is strange because the thought has never, ever crossed my mind before.

But I looked up auditions and surprisingly they were only a few weeks away. 

So I kinda just let the idea sink in. 

I knew I was going to do it. 

It didn't make sense to NOT tryout. 

It's basically the only time in my life where I have nothing spectacular going on.

Aka: I could totally make time for this!

And I knew if I didn't at least tryout, I would always wonder "what if…". 

So I did it. 

And it was the scariest thing I have ever done in my life.

I wanted to back out a million times.

(tryouts were the same weekend as our favorite annual trip to St. George!)

Trust me…I had one too many reasons to NOT tryout. 

But obviously I ended up trying out

and I'm so glad I wasn't a chicken and that I didn't let my fears and doubts get the best of me.

Tryouts were like a week long process. 

And so intimidating at first. 

Imagine walking into a room of 80+ beautiful chicks with insane bodies and perfect hair! 

Scary.

Tryouts consisted of learning routines, performing them in front of judges, insane (like insane!) workouts…I thought I was fit until we had to work out with the Jazz Dancer's personal trainer as part of our audition. Girls were legit leaning over trash cans to throw up…and I was sore for a good 2 weeks after! Anyway, we had to submit videos of ourselves (an introduction and some of our own choreography), get interviewed by some peeps while we were videoed and mic-ed, and some more performing in front of judges. All the while cuts were being made and wanting to pass out from exhaustion. 

On the final day, we went in for interviews, and then performed all the routines we had learned throughout the week in front of the judges. 

I was way way way nervous for this part. 

It was the final stuff before the final cut. 

After everything was over, they told us to call a number at 5:00 where the 2014-2015 dancers numbers would be read off.

I tried to take a nap at home to pass the time, but ended up just watching So You Think You Can Dance instead. 

B was in class, but told me to text him the moment I found out. 

5:00 rolled around and I was too nervous to call.

I didn't want to know! 

I called and hung up before they started reading off the numbers. 

Then I called back after sucking it up and they. read. off. my. number. 

You guys. 

I Fliiiiiiiped. 

Like kicking the blanket up in the air with my feet while screaming type of flipping. 

I called again right away to make sure it was true…and called again (I think I called the number like 12 times to be absolutely certain!)

I hurried and texted B. 

Then ran upstairs to tell everyone but no one was home. 

HA! 

So I just jumped around my house while screaming for a good 5 minutes all by myself. 

I made a few phone calls (which consisted of just screaming I think) and just ran around a lot! 

I was just really really pumped!

After the initial shock wore off…I found myself in bed again. 

I didn't exactly know what to do with myself until peeps got home.

and I was soooooo anxious for B to get home, he was so supportive and excited for me throughout this whole process, I just wanted to celebrate with him.

So I ended up falling asleep to pass the time until his class got out. 

I remember waking up to him knocking really loud on the window then busting inside to congratulate me. 

We kissed and hugged and probably said "this is insane!" about five million times. 

oh ya. We were pumped!

I told Blake at the beginning of the whole tryout process that I wanted to go to Sweet Tooth Fairy after all of it was over. 

"If I make it, I'm getting a sugar cookie"

"And if I don't make it, I'm getting a dozen sugar cookies"

So we booked it to the Sweet Tooth Fairy to celebrate with my ONE sugar cookie :)

Then went to the food truck roundup.

Then to Jamba Juice.

The back home to celebrate.

Oh it was such a good night!

I was seriously just in awe the whole time, like what? I'm an NBA dancer?!

Anyway, it all has been so fun.

We had a video shoot the day after we found out we made it and that was awesome. 

Seriously, all the girls are so sweet and made the rookies feel welcome.

We have our first appearance on Monday at a Golf Tournament and I'm nervous/excited for it. 

All of this stuff is so new to me!

Appearances? Heck, I've never done one of those before.

Luckily, I'm still able to teach and dance at Jive, keep my job at App Raptors, and be a Jazz Dancer all at the same time. 

And I have the best support system that has made me feel so special through all of this. 

Seriously, thanks for all the excitement for me you guys. 

I feel so loved.

And I'm so excited!

So uhhh. Go Jazz!

And come to the games and say hi to me. 

Maybe I can throw you a t-shirt.

Or get you Lebron's autograph or something 

;) 

^^I took this picture on the first day of auditions while we were waiting to see who got cut. I think the sad face is because everyones hair looked phenomenal and mine was slicked back with sweat. Awesome. 

^^ Here's the text between B and I when I told him the news!

Sorry about the swearing!!! (really).

but it actually totally makes me smile.

It was a "Holy Sh!t" kind of day! For sure.

^^Alex and I at the video shoot! She's cute, huh?

^^Here's the piccy they used of me to announce the 2014-2015 team to the public. 

Whatever editing they did on my face makes me look gooooood, right?! Like a vampire off of twilight or something.

If only my skin looked so flawless and perfect in real life. #pimplesgoawayplease

^^ Lucky number 46! I wish I could tell you how much excitement came every time that number was read off or posted. Gosh I love #46.

Hope this all made sense.
I feel like that was a boat load of rambling and stuff!

Camping, what whaaaat?

Oh hey there!

There's so much to catch up on. 

Lots of exciting things have been going on around here and I'm excited to tell you all about them.

But first? camping. 

We decided to go with our friendies, Mitchy and Meg and it was basically last minute and not exactly planned. 

(side note: I know I've never mentioned Mitchy and Meg on the blog, ever. #friendfail

But we do stuff with them all the time and we love them so much. so much!) 

But anyway, camping we went. and it was insane pretty, and just crazy amounts of fun. 

The only mishap we had was someone, someone! maybe B, but who knows ;)…forgot the poles to the tent. (I know…in the video I say "stakes" but he really forgot the poooooles).

I was convinced we were sleeping under the stars for the night with our pole-less tent acting as a nice mattress or something. 

But luckily, Blakers whipped out some sweet problem-solving/caveman skills and with the help of Mitch, a tow rope, sticks, and the Jeep, we had a tent! and we slept like kings. 

Haha jk. *please see end of video for a glimpse into how B felt about sleeping*

You also get a sneak peek of B's morning personality. He's never angry, nope!…just pretty much, silent. 

hahaha it makes me laugh. Conversations in the morning are basically nonexistent in the Sanford house.  

Once Mitch slept over at our house and he and I had a nice conversation over cereal the next morning before B woke up. It felt so weird talking to someone so much in the morning!

Anyway…hope you enjoy these piccys and video. 

And I hope your Monday has been rockin'. 

I always think of this quote on Mondays…

"if Monday were a shoe, it'd be a croc." HA! so true. 

and B's been in class all night.

So, you know…if summer school were a shoe, it'd also be a croc. Like a throw-up green colored croc.

my blakers.

My last post was about B. 

Sorry to say it, but this one is too. 

It's just that I'm overly in love these days. 

I think it's partly due to the fact that our mattress is still in our living room, (it's been like, a month and a half). How can you have a slumber party with your boyfriend for 6 weeks straight and not be crushing hard core? 

And also because we've stayed up till 3am the last 2 nights playing Dr. Mario...don't get me started on how much we love it...it's like re-discovering an old pair of pants that you love and wearing them for the next 20 days straight. Am I alone here?? Also, I never stay up past midnight, and he's such a night owl. He was so happy that I was awake with him! He kept kissing me on the cheek and putting his arm around me tight and saying, "thanks for staying up to hangout with me baby, this is so fun!" Makes me want to stay up with him till 3am every night! psyche. I just can't. Just physically can not.

And also because he's so cuddly these days, he always wants to CUDDLE! Like, what? Am I ever gonna be ticked about that? no.

And because he went and saw The Fault In our Stars with me. And we held a 20 minute grown-up conversation all about the deeper meanings found in the movie. (Afterwards we were like, "Whoa! that was deep!"... Then we ignored our messy house and went straight to our living room for a slumber party like the real adults that we are). 

Thanks for being so cool, Blakers.

You're a 10 for 10 kinda guy.

And your wifey is smitten.

 (insert thumbs up emoticon).

you so hot.

B and I went to Nielson's Grove last night and I snapped these piccys. 

like, WHUT?!

Helloooo, swoon city.

He melts my heart.

it's liquid, basically...all the time.

It's great because when B and I were friends, I thought he was super attractive.

Then we dated, and he for sure was the hottest man alive.

And then we got married, and I just. can't. even.

Multiple times a week I catch myself smitten.

He's so hot and sexy to me.

I love every part of Blake Sanford.

He's such a good person, like truly truly a good person.

This man wouldn't hurt a fly. 

(sometimes I get angry at him because I want the house bugs dead...not carried out all nicely and then softly placed in the yard...mmmkay pumpkin?!)

But knowing and getting to know him inside out just makes him more attractive to me.
Gosh I love him soooooo much!

Imagine in 50 years when I know him 50 years better.
We'll be so old and wrinkly and weird looking.
But in my old lady mind I know I'll look at B on the daily and just be like,
 "daaayyyyuuummmm boy!! you so hot."

The 4th of July

The 4th of July is like, me and B's favorite holiday. 

Besides all birthdays, anniversarys and Christmas (ahhh who we kiddin, we love any holiday).

But...we've had more 4th's together, than any other holiday. 

4 to be exact...and we always always have a good time. 

Provo does the 4th right...am I right?

We made a pact this year that wherever life takes us...we're gonna try real hard to get to Provo for all the 4th festivities. 

This year?

We rode our bikes all over the parade route and to our traditional Denny's breakfast in the wee hours of the morning (when it's time to go home at 3 a.m. I basically hate the fact that we rode bikes instead of driving our car, but it always sounds like a good idea at the beginning of the night!), B went golfing early in the morning while my fam and I missed the hot air balloons by 15 minutes, hit up Magleby's where they lost our order and made us wait for 12 hours, met up with B and his family for the parade, BYU creamery for lunch with B's family, 4 hour nap, the Stadium of Fire (my dad got us BOMB tickets, thanks Dadio!...and Carrie? you're so good at what you do...and I'll take your legs, thanks.), In N Out for some food, and ended the night with a movie with my boo! (The time travelers wife to be exact...B zonked out within 5 minutes and it kinda freaked me out...I recommend the book, k?)

We continued to party all weekend with family dinners, shopping, nickel city (duh), lots of ice cream, and late nights. 

It was basically the best weekend of my life!!

I hope you all had the best weekend as well. Big shout out to all the troops that keep us free and for this awesome country that we live in. I love the crizapp out of you, America. 

Past 4th of July stuff HERE and HERE...oh heeeey Jef Holm! and HERE