So I've had an embarrasing amount of free time lately, even as a substitute I had lots of free time. I feel kind of guilty about not being a contributing member of society, but I've been having a pretty great time. Being that my free time may be coming to a close, I thought I'd recap all the pointless/great things I've/We've been up to.

So I've read a lot of books, I'm not saying this in the "I'm such a prolific reader, it's incredible" way, but more in a way that every day I had two choices. Choice 1: do whatever worksheet the students were doing and feel really bad about myself for not knowing how to do 9th grade geometry or Option 2: read a book, and feel good about myself when I finished book. I chose the later option. (Actually, sometimes I chose option 1, but then I'd start feeling really worthless and dumb so I'd quickly switch to option 2). Here is a small review of some of the books I read (mind you, I am no master of literature, these are just my opinions):

1. The Road- Cormac McCarthy
-Lame. I'm not into pseudo philosophy

2. The Heartbreaking Work of a Staggering Genius- David Eggers
-Fascinating. Although it was crass, it was so interesting.

3. Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close-Jonathen Safran Foer
-WONDERFUL. There was a lot of hub-bub going into this book, but for right reasons. It did something a book has never done for me, it set my mind free and let it explore and begged me to find the answers for the silly questions I think about all day, like what happens when the mailman gets sick, is there a sub, or do others cover their shifts? Who thought of the lint catcher in the dryer and how exactly does that work? As well as deeper things, which I never blog about.

4. Into The Wild -Jon Krakauer
-I LIKED. I would recommend this to boys who don't read much and well anyone else. I thought it was great. It made me want to go into the wilderness and explore, however I love my family, friends, warm weather, frozen yogurt, and pizza too much to ever forsake them for a life of cold, lonely wilderness nights.

I read a couple others, but you're probably getting sick of this. So onto the next. Bret and I went to Beirut, not the country, the musical group. It was wonderful. Everyone there was INDIE EXTREME. Imagine the Urban Outfitters catalog times 1,000 and you'll have the crowd. I don't remember my exact thinking as I was getting ready for the show, but somehow I ended up there in jeans, running shoes, and a sweatshirt. Apparently an Indie no-no.

We also have been perusing local garage sales, a couple weeks ago we found a great table.


We also ran a race (we didn't take our camera to the race, so this is post race. After the race we also ate an entire large pizza, pizza is pretty much the motivation behind any running I will ever do).

on an island in the bay

I used to claim that I was on the list of top ten frozen yogurt eaters in the world, although I had no one to substantiate my claim, I couldn't figure out who would be eating more frozen yogurt. However this weekend we did it, we broke a real world record, Guinness book confirmed. This is how it went down: on Saturday, we rode our bikes to an abandoned navy base that is here on the island where we live, and they had the world's largest chalk drawing. It was the size of two football fields and it was a picture of a huge gecko and then people came and colored the whole inside with pictures of whatever they wanted. Then a satellite came and took our picture (well, at least that's what they told us). Here are some pics to prove it.











Bret did the 80's graphic, I did the colorful world with the twigs coming out, and Molly did the girl in an inter tube. Molly is the one in the last picture, her dad invented the toaster strudel.

PSA

Bret and I will be breaking a world record this weekend. Yes, you read right, a world record. Guinness Book. I'll write about it after it happens and I have pics to prove it.


*there might also be about 10,000 other people doing it too

when the cat's away the mouse will play

Bret is gone on a business trip. I can't wait till I go on a "business trip" one day, it sounds so sassy. However, I'm sure it probably really isn't that exciting to sit in meetings all day, regardless of where it is.

So when I was younger and my family would leave the house, I'd try on all of the prom dresses that were laying around the house (it was an all-girl family, which meant lots of girly stuff). It's not that I was embarrassed, but there is something about wearing a prom dress and dancing around the family room by yourself. I completely forgot that I used to do that, until tonight when i had tried on 10 of bret's shirts and danced around the house. Other things on the agenda for the bret free weekend... eat pasta roni, make bread, paint my nails, brunch with an old friend, and abc family movies. It's a good thing I didn't go on a business trip this weekend, I have a lot of business to take care of here.

mem day 08

Exactly a year ago today bret and I made the most bomb.com decision of our lives, we decided to get married. On mem. day 2007 we went on a hike and bret pulled out a magical piece of red string and matching t-shirts and I knew he was the one. We decided to commemerate the big day by going on a hike, you know, since we're granola. It was a place called "rock city" and you climb up huge rocks without any gear and it's crazy fun. We also celebrated by eating half our body weight in breakfast foods at Rudy's Never Fail Diner.





I'll post a few more pics when the internet is being more cooperative

Surprise!

Sometimes Bret and I get to go get sodies together at lunch. Sometimes Bret finds a surprise at the bottom of his cup when he's almost done drinking. This past Thursday it happened to be a screw from an unidentifiable source. Surprise!

gorp

bret and i have eaten 4lbs of trailmix in the past two weeks.
disgusting- yes
amazing- yes

I'd like to thank the government

for giving me the means for this...





I'm thinking that by 2054 bret and I will only own matching jogging suits.

50/50 is the one for me

50/50 T shirts. The perfect combination of cotton and polyester. Half softness, half thin stretchiness. I would go as far to say that this is the best combination of anything since pepperoni and cheese on pizza. That means it rivals such combinations as aspartame and cherry coke, graham crackers and frosting, and even Deron Williams and Carlos Boozer. 50/50 means the best of 2 personalities at once. Flowing yet fitted. Soft yet slim. Visible yet not there. Familiar yet new. 50/50, you're the one for me.

Love and Soda

Last year at this time I graduated college and had to say goodbye to two of my favorite people in Provo, justin and megan, the chevron workers. At the chevron across the street from the dorms, liquid magic flows from the soda fountain, and I partook everyday. Instead of my picture with the cougar, I wanted it with the people I saw day in and day out for almost 4 years.


I didn't start drinking diet soda, well any soda, until I was 19 and then I fell for it, fell hard. When Bret and I moved to Alameda we scoped out all of the gas stations and to our dismay we only found 3 that had diet soda. It's been a little rough, but we've managed. We bought these 32oz. mugs that we could refill to save money (you know the recession and all) but we weren't sure if it was cheaper to refill our mugs or just get cups and use a stamp card because it was buy four get one free. Well, we weren't sure until one day I got this in my inbox...



I'm glad I have him around to figure out such complex situations in my life.