Don't ask me.

If you were to ask me why I suck at blogging lately, this is what I would tell you....

I know, I know!

I'm so bad. 

There's just not enough time.

 I have four, FOUR! (like one, two, three, FOUR) jobs and I might be going a little loco. 

And a month ago I had this really ambitious idea to study for and take the GRE.

Idk...I was just feeling really determined and thought I would have the desire and time to study for it. 

Like I thought I'd come home from work at 11:00 every night and would want to stay up memorizing definitions of english words that no one ever uses. 

And I just thought that on my free weekends I would want to spend my time doing a million math problems over and over. 

And I just thought that Thanksgiving and Christmas time would be the perfect "non busy" time to study!

hahahaha what the freak-a-leak was I thinking?!

I probably ended up studying for a total of 5 hours.

And I sure as heck couldn't BLOG in my free time because then my subconscious would tell me that if I had time to blog, then I had time to study. 

And I didn't want to study.

I wanted to sleep.

And clean my house.

And makeout with B. 

So that's what I did instead of blogging and studying.

All those way important other things. 

I literally forgot when my GRE was even scheduled for.

I went to check my schedule one day and realized that the test was in 2 days!

Don't ask me how I spaced it.

I'm going crazy I tell you.

But I took the GRE yesterday. And it went about as well as I was expecting. I didn't exactly bomb it, but I definitely didn't rock it. 

Did you know the questions in the GRE are based on how well you answer the previous questions?

Like they get/stay hard if you answer correctly, and get easier if you answer previous questions wrong. 

So at about the 4th hour into the test, my math questions started getting real easy.

And you know what that means. 

eff. eff. eff.

But all I could really think about was how hungry I was.

And how excited I was to get the freak out of there. 

Luckily, most people take the GRE twice.

So I have another shot at it. 

We'll call that last test a great practice test :)

My plan is to take it when I have 75% less jobs and maybe not schedule it around my favorite holidays. 

Also, I spent way too much time googling dogs. 

I'm obsessed and could probably tell you about every dog breed in the world. 

So we also have that to blame for my lack of blogging and awesome GRE score. 

And don't forget online shopping for Christmas presents. 

AHHHHHH! I could easily spend one million dollars on Blakers and my friends and family for Christmas. 

It needs to come fast before I spend all of our dollas. 

So ya!

Unless you want to hear about the GRE, what types of dogs are hypoallergenic, how time consuming being a Jazz Dancer is, or a list of all the Christmas presents I have bought...then don't bring up the "no blogging" issue. 

We don't even have a Christmas Tree up yet.

My loco mind even suggested we don't get a tree this year since it's so late. 

But then my husband called me The Grinch.

And in my mind I thought of all the presents "The Grinch" has bought him for Christmas and then wanted to tackle him for calling me that. 

But then I realized that it's un-human to NOT get a Christmas tree. 

So, hopefully we get one before Christmas because I'm not a Grinch.

Happy Sunday, friends. 

I posted 3 blog posts tonight. 

Happy happy. Joy joy. 

P.S. Blake had a headache today in church and asked if I would rub this sore spot on his head. 

But then this old couple looked at me and said, "stop massaging his head, this isn't a massage parlor." 

And my jaw kinda of dropped.

And then they told B that it was "sacrilegious" of us to be doing that.

And then we watched them doze off and look at their iPads for the rest of the meeting. 

And I'm just real proud of my hubby for not calling them out even though we were both pretty ticked about the whole thing.

Last night.

I just found this in my "drafts" section. I'm not quite sure when I wrote it but it pretty much sounds like every other day of my life :)

So....

Jazz practice. 

I love it. 

But most days, it kicks my butt!

6 pm to 10 pm of dancing.

and a killer workout to start it off. 

I'm sweating buckets within the first 30 minutes!

Last night was particularly hard for some reason. 

I think it was because the workout was freaking tough, I was starvin' marvin, and it was my day to drive.

Since practice is in Bountiful, us Provo peeps carpool.

It's the best thing. 

Save on gas and just chillax while you get taken to and from practice. 

But I hate when it's my driving day!

The drive home after practice always seems so long to me when I'm driving!

Anyway.

Yesterday was just exhausting.

And the point of this post?

Not to complain (although that's what its sounding like! I'm actually looooooving dancing for the Jazz, like LOVE! so don't get me wrong.)

I just want to praise that sweet freaking husband of mine. 

Not only did he make the yummiest grilled cheese sandwich for me. 

But he also let me vent to him about how tired my body was. 

And he gave me a head massage. (my favorite thing!!)

and didn't even complain when I didn't have energy to shower (and I'm sure I was staaaanky).

And that's the end of my awesome draft.
The take away?
B is my numero uno and I often go to bed smelling no bueno.

MOAABBB!

A few weeks ago, the Laws/Sanford clan and friends headed down to Moab.

 My family loves that place.

I remember being a little girl and being super duper sad that all of our family vacations consisted of MOAB. 

I mean, could we not throw a beach trip with some shopping in there?!

Jkjk...we did. and did lots of other fun stuff too.

But I think Moab is our most vacationed spot, wouldn't you say, mom? 

But honestly, I love that place.

And it warms my soul right up that I married a man whose family loves it too.

^^this little trooper has been jeeping with us since day one. That's how me and B's kids are gonna be. Out of the womb, into the car seat, and buckled into the jeep ;)

Speaking of kids, had a dream last night that I was preggo and I woke up all sorts of excited. (whaaa?)

I think it's because we can't get a dog. And I have no Christmas tree to care for. So....a baby?!

 

 ^^ This is my bro bro Ry Ry who I love so bery bery much.

 ^^And this is kater-tot and I love her a lot. Mostly because she's hilarious and nicknamed me Rik-a-Dik before knowing what the word "dik" may or may not imply. But don't worry, we informed her. And she still calls me rik-a-dik because it just "rolls off the tongue".  Hahaha I LOVE HER.

 ^^Match made in heaven I tell you. 

 ^^These two are cuties. Young love...can't help but make you smile, am I right?

So there you have it!

The billioneth Moab trip in the books!

Future children of mine...

I promise to take you on trips to the beach with lots of great shopping.

But you better freaking love Moab or else you're gonna hate the majority of our family vacations.

mmmmkay? Love you bunches. 

Also, I don't know what all this kid talk is about.