On a good day

Day 2 - Something you love about yourself


My hair. I know, I'm vain. But I love the way it looks on a good day. Yeah we all have bad hair days, but sometimes it goes perfect. I love those days. I've always had long hair, except for a few occassions when I've been traumatized by life and for some unknown reason chopped it off. It feels theraputic, like leaving an old life (or ex-husband) behind. I love when my nieces braid it. I love trying new styles. I love the way it protects me when I'm out with the girls and some "don't take no for an answer Adam" won't leave me alone, it's nice to kind of brush it across your shoulder and pretend its a wall and he can no longer see you.

Let's get this party started

No time like the present right.





Day 1 - Something you hate about yourself.

I'm not that creative. I love creative things. I wish I was the type of person who had amazing scrapbooks and homemade cards and lived in a batchorlette pad right out of the Ikea catalog but my house looks more like someone blew up a Dale Earnhardt Jr souvenir trailer. Don't get me wrong, I love my Nascar stuff, but there's always someone who walks in for the first time and has this look like "did a 10 year old boy decorate this or what are we goin for here?".

30 Days of Truth

I saw this on a blog this morning and thought "this seems pretty fun". Then as I started to read what it is I have to be truthful about I thought "this could get ugly and emabarrassing!". So, yep, I'm goin for it.





Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself.
Day 02 → Something you love about yourself.
Day 03 → Something you have to forgive yourself for.
Day 04 → Something you have to forgive someone for.
Day 05 → Something you hope to do in your life.
Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do.
Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for.
Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
Day 09 → Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.
Day 10 → Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.
Day 11 → Something people seem to compliment you the most on.
Day 12 → Something you never get compliments on.
Day 13 → A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough ass days. (write a letter.)
Day 14 → A hero that has let you down. (letter)
Day 15 → Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.
Day 16 → Someone or something you definitely could live without.
Day 17 → A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.
Day 18 → Your views on gay marriage.
Day 19 → What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?
Day 20 → Your views on drugs and alcohol.
Day 21 → (scenario) Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?
Day 22 → Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.
Day 23 → Something you wish you had done in your life.
Day 24 → Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)
Day 25 → The reason you believe you’re still alive today.
Day 26 → Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?
Day 27 → What’s the best thing going for you right now?
Day 28 → What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?
Day 29 → Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.
Day 30 → A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself

So Precious!

The cutest baby ever! Maizee Jai Madison

DAY TRIP.... X 5

Time for Nascar, Las Vegas style. Settle. It. Down. February 25th - March 1st we camped outside turn 1 of Las Vegas Motorspeedway and it went a little something like this.
Day 1: Plan on leaving at noon, after repairs to the trailers and a trip to the E.R. we left about 4ish. We did get there in time for the hauler parade, those not familiar they have the haulers carrying the cars line up on Las Vegas Boulevard and then parade them down the boulevard and into the infeild of the speedway. Then went back to our campground to wait for the lock smith to overcharge...I mean unlock one of the trailers that had a broken lock. Finally after much convincing and several two-ones (oreo's) we went to bed.
Day 2: Qualifying. So every year we get garage passes but this year we hit the jackpot! We found a nice little area just off pit road where the drivers would walk past to get to pit road or go to their motorcoach lot. We got several autographs and photos and the drivers were, for the most part, very friendly and patient with the kids. We were literally the last ones to leave. My legs were so sore from standing in that one spot all day waiting for Dale Jr to come by. Yep, you guessed it! We saw everyone BUT Dale Jr. So in the last 6 years that we have been attending this race I have no autograph and no photos with him. Erin 0 - Dale Jr. 6.
Day 3: Rain, rain go away! It was cold and rainy but it did clear out and they did race. We were all rooting for Danica Patrick. Who was wrecked but she did not disappoint on her in car audio! This chick can totally hold her own with these guys and I'm excited for her future in Nascar.
Day 4: THE race. Fire. It. Up. Nascar never disappoints and this race was no different. It was sunny and warm and racy. Unfortunately, JJ won.
Day 5: Drive home, one blown engine and one lost trailer window.

DAY TRIP!

So our first day trip of the year coincided with a scouting activity for Cooper. He needed to teach a group of people about the history of St. George and who knew we were surrounded by so much beauty...I know, me neither! Our stops included the St. George Opera House, outdoor amphitheater at the main street park where the kids put on some fantastic performances, Brigham Young winter home, and finally feeding the ducks (and swan) at the St. George Golf Club course. It was a little cold but any day spent with family is a fantastic day!

CATCH ME!!

We found an awesome place to go sledding, only problem...the slope and 4 foot drop off at the bottom sent you flying through the air.

The kids (and grandma!) had a fabulous time sledding and then having Ian catch them.