Anniversary!

I can not believe that it has already been one year since Jordan and I got married! It's been a crazy, yet awesome year and it sure flew by fast! Which also means that we've had our condo for a year, and it certainly doesn't feel like we've lived there for that long!

Aw, time for reminiscing . . .

Jordan and I met through a friend of ours, a whopping five years ago. They both worked together at Wynnsong and became friends (how sweet). I heard people talk about Jordan Day this and Jordan Day that, and apparently everyone thought the world of him, but I thought it was weird that I had never met this fabled Jordan Day that everyone kept talking about (most of my friends worked at Wynnsong too and knew Jordan as well). I also thought it was weird that they always called him Jordan Day, and not just Jordan.

Well, I was hanging out at Wynnsong as all my friends were getting off work so we could go play. And this really hot guy with an amazing smile comes walking through and everyone was like hey, come play with us, come hang out, and tried very hard to get this guy to come with us, and he just smiled and laughed and said he had to get home, and left. I turned to my friend and said who was that guy? And she said that, was Jordan Day. Ah, so he does exist.

Todd (our mutual friend) would have Survivor parties every week where we would get together and watch the show, and bet on who was going to win. Jordan had started coming to those parties, and the first time he came (the second time I saw him) I was already acting dopey and nervous and pretty much stupid 'cause there was this guy there that I had invited from work that was super cute. Anyway, someone (not my fault!) had left a package of oreos on the floor, unbeknownst to me. A friend came in the door that I was excited to see and I ran up to hug her . . . and stepped on the bag of oreos. Jordan was very vocal about my slick move and made sure everyone knew that I had stepped on the oreos. "Does anyone want an oreo? Too bad, that girl stepped on them." "Oh, do you want an oreo? You could probably still get some off that girl's foot." "Gosh I could go for an oreo . . . Oh wait . . . " He kept it up all night. I felt really bad and was convinced this guy hated me. Although, now that I think about it, I don't think Jordan even cares for Oreos. Interesting . . . .

Well, Todd and I planned a road trip to California, and then later Jordan and his friend decided to come as well. Great, I thought- I'm pretty sure this kid hates me! Secretly I was excited he was coming 'cause well, I had a little girl crush on him despite the oreo debacle. So, Todd and I were hanging out and Jordan calls Todd's cell. They're chatting about the trip and finally Todd says something along the lines of "Do you hate Bre? 'Cause she's convinced you do." He assured Todd no no definitely not, that he did like me (although he has a funny way of showing it.) What a relief that was.

So off to the trip we go. It was a blast, we went to Disneyland & California Adventure, and the beach, and to a taping of That 70's Show (the very last episode Topher Grace was in- how cool is that?) and a taping of The Tonight Show. Oh yeah, and my car got broken into and everything from our gas money to my stereo and CDs were stolen- awesome. But that was an amazing trip. And after that we became good friends and hung out all the time in a group of friends. Todd had been trying to get us to date for about a year, and we both refused, and weren't that interested. Well, after Todd has officially given up the good fight to get us to date, Jordan and I decided to give it a go . . . And the rest is history.

We dated for about 2 1/2 years, got engaged, were engaged for 9 months and got married after dating for a little over three years, May 3, 2008. And what a ride it has been.

And now I take you on a small photographic journey of that fateful road trip.

Jordan at Huntington Beach.  Jana (the picture taker) just caught him checking out me bum, and this is his busted face!
 

California Adventure!

 

We got soaked from that ride that's like Rattlesnake Rapids, is it Grizzely Bear Run?  Not sure.  Probably not the wisest choice to do at night, but there was no line.

All of our awesome hates.  There was a valid reason Jordan got the goofy hat.  We all picked hats that fit our personality.  I'm Peter Pan :).

And of course the infamous Subway pic.  Yeah, we totally posed and everyone is looking in different directions.  We actually drew a crowd trying to get that pic.

A New Day!

A little late, but as promised, here are pics of the newest member of the Day family!
I knew she was going to be tiny, but when I saw her I was blown away by her size! I couldn't believe how ridiculously tiny she is. When she runs she goes all over the place so fast that I'm scared I'm going to step on her.

We picked her up early two Thursdays ago and she was scared just from the hub bub of the transfer, but once we got her to the car, and out of her crate she was ecstatic to meet us. We got her home and she was running all over the place exploring new sights and smells. She instantly found a cat toy and carried it around with her, and it's still her favorite toy. It's a good thing the kitties never played with it anyway.

We decided to name her Bella. Jordan picked it out, and it just fit her for some reason 'cause it sounded like a petite little name for her, and it means beautiful, which frankly she is.

We weren't planning on getting her a sweater, but all the books we read said that because they are so small, and their fur is so short they get cold really easy, so we did get something to keep her warm, and it's a good thing we did 'cause the poor thing gets so cold, and loves to bury down in a blanket to sleep. So that's why there's a million pics of her in her sweater. Now that it's getting warmer she doesn't need it as much, and hasn't even had to wear it for the last couple days.

We were training her to use a puppy litter box (I was surprised there was such a thing), but that hasn't worked out so well, so we decided to focus on pee pads, since she's already getting the hand of those, and when she's 100% trained on those we'll move the pad into the litter box and then eventually take the pad away. She's been really easy to train, and has done really well! The only trick is to not leave any blankets or jackets on the floor 'cause she thinks that those are her pad as well. She's definitely picked up the idea fast, and I'm very proud of her!

The sucky thing is I've had so much negative feedback about my puppy. I'm really getting sick of it. Everyone makes fun of me for getting a Chihuahua, for putting her in a sweater, and they're making fun of my pup. I'm so excited to have a puppy after waiting so long to get one, and it's really frustrating that out of everyone I know there isn't a lot of support just because of the breed I chose. I don't get why people care. When you guys get a dog, you can get whatever breed you want. As for us, there are so many reasone why this breed works for us, and if you don't like it, seriously keep it to yourself. You don't need to ruin my joy just to get your lame opinion out there. I'm serious- If you've got negative crap to dish out to me, then just keep it to yourself. When you love someone or something it's not fun to have it rubbed in mud, so to speak.

Now that I've gotten that rant off my chest, here are pictures already! :) She's only a little baby, probably two months old we think.

I'm Getting A Puppy!

If you've known me for more than five minutes you probably know that I have been desperately wanting a puppy for quite a while. Jordan has wanted one as well, but was a little more realistic saying that our condo is small, and we don't have a yard and such. He said we could get one when we move into a house, and who knows when that would be? However, I knew if I was patient enough, then eventually he would cave the second he saw a puppy in person. The idea of a puppy was enough for him to turn down, but the second he holds a puppy I knew he would be hooked. Since he works at a grocery store I knew it was only a matter of time before someone was sitting out front trying to get rid of puppies.

Such a thing happened. Sort of. It wasn't someone sitting out front, but a coworker who brought two chihuahua puppies in, and sure enough Jordan fell in love.

Originally I was excited; I couldn't believe that we were actually getting a puppy! I still can't believe it. Then I was thinking that while Chihuahuas are cute they're not my first choice of dogs, and am I sure this is the animal that I want to commit to? I talked to Jordan to make sure that this was what we wanted, and I think if I had met the puppy like he had I would be as sure as him. But now I'm right back to being excited. At this point I will take whatever puppy I can get my hands on, and I'm just grateful I don't have to push Jordan into it and that's he's just as excited.

Another reason why a chihuahua is a good choice for us, is 'cause since our condo is small, we do need a small dog. And we didn't want a dog that was going to tower over the kitties and terrorize them. This puppy will be a little smaller than the kits when full grown (we assume) and hopefully they'll all get along. I have unnaturally loving/cuddly goodnatured cats, so I've got high hopes.

We were going to pick her up over the weekend, but the weather was so bad we didn't want to drive to sandy where this coworker lives. Plus we didn't want to get her, and leave her home all week long. Jordan's day off is Thursday, so he's going to get her then and have the day with her, and then I'm going to (hopefully) take friday off, and have the day with her, and then we'll have the weekend with her, and after all that time with her, she should be comfortable enough at home that we can leave her to go to work.

So I'll be sure to post pictures when we get her!

Where You're At Right Now, Is a Great Place To Be

A little over a month ago I started to do yoga. To me, yoga had always been a very intimidating exercise 'cause I thought it was for the super skinny and flexible. While it certainly helps to be Ms. Gumby, it's definitely not what I had cracked it out to be.


It all started when a lady that I work with certified to be a yoga instructor and started teaching classes. She held an open house and said hmm, why not? Sounds like it could be fun. I was nervous, never having done it before, but I had a lot of fund, had a great workout and didn't even feel like I was working out most of the time. I just felt like I was doing a lot of stretches, and breathing exercises, so afterwards I felt all relaxed and not exhausted. It wasn't until the next day when my muscles were sore that I realized just how thorough of a workout it was.

Another thing about yoga that I absolutely love is the idea that you shouldn't push yourself. The ideals around exercising and other workout routines is that you need to push yourself further and further, no pain no gain. With yoga the idea is where you're at, is where you're supposed to be. You go as far as your body will allow, and don't push it past that, then the next time you will be able to stretch farther and hold poses longer as you naturally get better. A relaxing, no pressure workout definitely has my name on it.

So I started to go to my co worker's classes once a week with my sister, and really started to enjoy it so we kicked it up a notch and started going to classes at the Orem Rec Center a couple times a week. Those are a lot longer and high powered than I was used to, but holy cow, it sure works you out! When I thought of yoga, I always thought of it as just posing is crazy positions, but I never realized how hard it is. You're basically holding your own body weight and that alone works your muscles.

So, if you're looking for a fun new way to exercise that gets the job done and tricks you into thinking you're just stretching, then yoga is definitely something you should try.

Clever Little Kits

Remember that one time I posted a blog that said I was making a big push to update my blog, and then I didn't post anything for over a week?

I remember that.

I called in sick Friday and am incredibly behind on my work, not to mention it's a Monday, and really busy. Seems like the perfect time to post a blog!

As you may have heard (from the line above) I've been sick lately. Boo to that. Last weekend I had a monstrous toothache that caused my face to swell up and I looked like I had some serious botox injected into my lips. And this last weekend I've had the crud that apparently everyone has had. I swear everyone is sick right now. Perhaps it's an epidemic, or it's the beginning of a plague. I'm betting on not, but do you really expect a plague?

I have a bunch of things that I wanted to blog about, and now that I've got a blog rolling along, I can't remember any of them! What's the deal with that? But I would like to say how smart my kitties are. Sounds like I'm bragging, right? No- I'm complaining! You might be asking, "But Bre, isn't a clever animal a good thing, would you rather have a dimwitted lump of stupid?" I would originally have said no, who would want an animal that likes to eat it's own poo? Now I'm leaning toward a good mongoloid kitty. (Do those even exist?) Ok, maybe that's a little exaggerated.

Anyway, my kitties have a "thing" for Q-Tips, I would go as far as to call it a fetish. They quickly learned to get into the garbage. One day Jordan triumphantly came home from work with garbage cans for the bathroom and office (their garbage hot spots) that had lids on them, and foot pedals to lift the lid. We were jubilant for about two days. Then in trots Kloe right up to the garbage can, she then uses her nose to lift the lid, reach in and grab a Q-tip and skip off again with her prize.

This was easily managed 'cause it was one Q-tip every now and then, and we could just take it from her, or pick it up off the ground and dispose of it. Then Kea learned how to open drawers. Jordan and I were enjoying a nice evening in, and were watching a movie and we kept hearing the kitties rustling around in the kitchen. I went to investigate and found the kitties in one of the drawers. I was confident that I didn't leave the drawer open, it's just not a habit o' mine. I pulled the kits out, much to their chagrin, and went back to my movie. Almost right away I heard the same noise and I went back to the kitchen and there she was. Rooting around in the drawer with no one to take the fall. I couldn't imagine how she could get the drawer open sans-opposable thumbs. But where there's a will, there's a way, right?

Don't worry- I solved the mystery. One day I was sitting in the office, and had a good view of the bathroom. Here comes Kea- she walks calmly into the bathroom and unaware of prying eyes she puts her front paws on the lip of the middle drawer, braces her back legs against the bottom drawer, then pushes her back legs while pulling with her front. Perhaps if you're having a hard time picturing this, think of someone in a row boat pulling with their arms and bracing with their legs. I could not believe my eyes. She opened that thing and didn't skip a beat before she was inside it. Lucky for us (and unlucky for kits) we keep the Q-tips in the cupboard under the sink. Then again I was stupid to believe that they couldn't figure out how to get a cupboard door open if they could get a drawer open. I came in one day and there were q-tips everywhere- they have found the mother load. I picked them up and threw them away, assured I had gotten them all.

Then a couple days ago Kloe jumped up on the couch while we were watching a movie (Australia- very good) and starting rooting around in between the cushions. Five minutes before I was running from the kitchen to the living room, and Kloe was running in my cross path and she ran right into my speedy hobbit legs and got kicked into the couch (poor dear, I felt so bad) so her rooting around in the couch cushions I just passed off as the brain damage I was confident I gave her. After a while of her persistent squirming and nearly her entire body was wedged in between the cushions I asked Jordan what the heck she was doing. He assumed she was looking for something, which was impossible 'cause we keep the couch clean, and I make sure nothing is under the cushions. I pull Kloe out and start feeling down in the cushions and pull out a Q-tip. "What the heck, how did that get there?" I'll give you one guess. I kept up the search and pulled out quite a few Q-tips. Here's the assumption- Kloe realized that she can go through the work of retrieving the Q-tip, but Jordan or I would then take it from her, as cotton can't be good for her digestive system. So, she found a clever little hiding space to keep her treasures safe.

So again, I'm starting to think a little brain damage wouldn't be so bad after all.

Fantastic Moment in my Life

I would like to share with you guys one of the greatest moments of my life:I wish I had a video 'cause she was shaking her booty and dancing along with the music. It took all evening to get her to do it, but once she finally did . . . I can't even tell you the joy that it brought to me and my entire family.

Snowshoeing!!!

My sister (Britney) has been talking about going snowshoeing this winter, just to try something new, and last saturday we made that happen. I was excited because I had gone once before, and really enjoyed it. I was also incredibly nervous because that one time I was in Young Women's and in much better shape than I am now. But I decided to do it, 'cause I thought it might be fun, and heard it was a great workout. Word on the street is you burn 1,000 calories every hour. I was pretty confident I was going to suffer, but have fun and burn calories in the process so I was on board.

Turned out all three came to pass, but to higher extremes than I thought. I had an absolute blast, got the best workout of my life, and was more exhausted than I thought I would be. The weird thing was that it was easier physically than I thought it was going to be, but it was being out of breath that got me. I thought it was going to be pretty flat with a slight upgrade, but most of it was a pretty good upgrade, and a good portion I had to really dig in the spikes on my toes to get good leverage to get up the hill. So, while I felt a great burn in my calves, and could tell that my entire body was getting a great workout it was huffing up the hills in the cold air that really slowed me down.

The greatest part for me (treehugger alert) was the scenery. It was gorgeous!! Up in the fresh mountain air with nature and the fluffy snow all around, it was very quiet and peaceful. Although it was cold to start out with, I ended up sweating up a storm (TMI?). I brought my camelback and drained the entire thing. I started out all bundled up, but started taking off layers and didn't even need my gloves until the way down. I definitely want to do this again, and would one day like my own pair of snowshoes so I wouldn't have to rent each time. And if anyone is looking for a great full body workout, I highly recommend it!

I stole a bunch of pics from Britney and Jeff, so you can enjoy the beautiful scenery as well!

Huffing up the hill

The trail- very peaceful looking

Bringing up the rear.

A beastly hill to get up, and it felt like it was never going to end, 'cause it just kept going! Coming down was hard too 'cause I kept slipping, so I just sat down and slid on my butt all the way down. It was lots o' fun.


Jeff jumping across the creek. Or, for our southern friends "crick". I wish I could be that cool. I had to inch to the very edge and very carefully make my merry way across. I would also like to point out that the sides are pretty steep on each side, although it doesn't look like it from this angle . . .

So it's a good thing we can look at it from this angle as well, right?

In conclusion, ladies and gentleman; it was very fun, very exhausting and very worth $8.99 rental fee, and a saturday afternoon.