Oh Dorothy . . .

I really do have good posts in the making, but to hold you over I will let you in on a little secret . . . . maybe the Golden Girls makes me laugh and maybe I can quote some parts of some episodes and maybe I know all the words to the rarely aired, extended version of the opening credits . . .

So What?  Wanna fight?

Until then, let us all give a moment of silence to the recent passing of a comedic giant (literally), Bea Arthur.

Here’s to you Dorothy.  You will be missed.

AND NO (because I am sure you are asking yourself), I am not ashamed to admit it. I am quite confident that admitting my affection for the Golden Girls AND keeping my Man Card can be accomplished.

"And if you threw a par-tae, i-i-invited everyone you kneeeew, you would see the biggest gift would be from me and the card attached would say 'Thank You for being a frieeeeend!'" (This is for you BEF!)

I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

a few of my favorite things..

As I was gazing out the window today, I became so thankful that Spring is finally here. It warms my heart and awakens my soul from the cold winter. I became extremely thankful for so many things.. and here they are, a few of my favorite things:

• Napping with my precious baby girl, while the sun flows through the window and warms her face
• Close hugs from my husband. I missed these while I was largely pregnant.
• SPRING... The blossoming trees, singing birds, shining sun, and overall smell is intoxicating and so good for my soul.
• Apples with peanut butter and honey..try it, you will never be the same!
• A great haircut. I love running my fingers through my hair after it has been trimmed, conditioned, and cared for.
• LAUGHING..I LOVE to laugh, it can heal almost any wound.
• Chewing spearmint gum and drinking a large glass of cold water
• Planting flowers with my Mom in her garden. I haven't done this in years, and I truly miss bonding with her through gardening. My favorite way to get a tan is by working in the yard.
• Game nights! I love to play games and am always up for them, even at 1 o'clock in the morning!
• MUSIC... I love music in almost all forms. I want to have an Ipod doc in every room of my house one day. Music is my language of choice.. All memories have a song to go along with them. When I hear a song I know exactly what grade I was in, what season it was, who my crush was, etc. .. it is an immediate blast from the past!

"It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want - oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!" ~Mark Twain

This quote explains Spring perfectly to me, you can never really explain the excitement and anticipation, but it is absolutely real and very tangible. Happy Spring! I hope you enjoy this season as much as I do!

Parks and Recreation

Today was a perfect day.  Today was Emmalee's first day at the park!  Not just ANY park, but Sugarhouse Park.  This park may not be much to many out there, but it has many great (and slightly scandalous) memories for Megs and I.  Today we spent a good chunk of the day in SLC at a dr. appointment and running errands.

Fact about Greg #235- He loves running errands.

I wore shorts and we drove with the windows down.  During our drive we talked about funny memories and future vacation plans.  It was one of those days in which I ALMOST forgot what reality had in store for me back at home.  Today seemed to just meander on by.

Anywho, the park was great.  We stopped by when the babe decided to need a bottle and a new diaper at the same time.  We took it all in.

We laid out the Harley blanket and did our regular routine.  I am pretty sure the babe loved it!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today was the epitome of summer in the park: runners, young love, and dogs on leashes.

 

 

 

 

 

There was even the classic Speedo-wearing sun bather in the classic spread eagle, back lying position. . . seriously.

 

 

 

 

 

Overall, great day. 

I am already planning our next like, carefree, errand filled day . . . after finals.

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Family Photo

Today was a great day!  Not only did I not have to go into work or do homework, but I went with my beautiful wife and adorable little lady to get our first official family picture.

Our resident photographer has become Kelly from GALLERY PHOTOGRAPHY!  He is outstanding.  Megs and I first met him the day we got our engagement pictures done (well he did Megs bridals as well) and we haven't stopped talking about how cool he is ever since.  As we got in the limo to drive away the evening of our reception, we both looked at each other and said, "wouldn't it be cool to be his REAL friends?" . . . a couple weeks later, at our first meeting in our new ward, we saw his family and him sitting a few pews in front of us . . . we had arrived!

Since then, he has photographed our family and many of our friends.  We have even become stalkers of his wife's blog.  Today, he has outdone himself.

Ladies and Gentlemen . . . my family!

 

I am one proud papa/hubby.

More to come . . . on the SECRET BABY BLOG!

Little Lady Update

Little Lady Update!

Death of an Ice Cream Salesman

It is 12:30 in the morning and I am still not asleep.  In fact, I have not gone to bed before nearly 1am for the past two weeks.  I dose off in class and sneak the 30 second nap at work nearly everyday, but I here I sit . . . blogging.  Why, you ask?  Well a little for the readers out there, but mostly for myself.  It makes me feel good and the fact that I have gone weeks without a post makes me feel a little pent up.  Now I know that guys aren't supposed to blog like the ladies, but SCREW 'EM.  I like it, and besides, I don't don't blog like the ladies.  Take THAT!

Anywho, here we go.

The other day I was driving home from work with the window down and the music up. (I was probably dancing and/or singing, but I don't care because I am off of work and get to go home to my amazing wife and adorable baby)  I like to take the "scenic route", as Megs calls it, and drove through a nice, all-American neighborhood.  I heard the Ice Cream Truck! and I got nostalgic.  Those were the days!  Summer, chores done, no homework, and Tang to our hearts content.  My sister and I would keep a coin stash close by the door so we could just grab and go.  We usually had to chase him down for a block or two, but it was worth the run.  I would get the Rocket Pop.  You know, the red, white, and blue popsickle with the ridges?  We would have it half gone by the walk home and eat the other have while laying on the grass.  My legs would then get a little itchy from the lawn so we would hurry and finish and go climb the tree or something.  These were the glory days!  THIS is the definition of childhood.

I want Emmalee to have these things.  I want her to know of this simple joy.  I want her to have this as part of her summers. . . . but just as I had that thought the "Ice Cream Man" came driving around the corner . . . DAD-GUMIT (I MAY have said something worse?)!  There he was, Chester the Molester, driving some nasty, old beat up van with some pictures on the side of ice cream you could buy at the store plastered on the side . . . GO AWAY!

Why did this man and almost ALL other ice cream men have to have ruined this memory and joy?  Why has this become the job of nasty men everywhere?  Has it become part of parole?  I HATE what has become of this simple life pleasure.

Here is what the Ice Cream Truck WAS. . .

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And HERE is a MUTED version of what they have become. . .

 

 

Hella to the NO!

 

 

 

Sorry Emmalee, it seems as though this one is destined for the vault.  We'll come up with something better.  Promise!