how do you not go to the beach when it's 80 degrees and take jumping pictures?

Well

I think if I took more pictures I'd be inclined to blog more, but since I don't here's some examples of things I would blog about if I had pictures of them....
1. A picture of Hailey, my neice, in my bathtub with all of my rarely used kitchen utensils because, shockingly to hailey, I don't currently own any bath toys
2. A pic of Bret coming home from his victorious softball game last night in a teenie, tiny jazz sweatshirt and his "lucky cap" which also happens to be three times the size of his head.
3. A picture of the eclair I was eating at 7:30 am, thus causing be to be late for work
4. A picture of my surprised face when I was asleep on the floor behind a teachers desk during PE time and the principle walked in
5. All of the beautiful cards, meals, and flowers I have recieved in the past two weeks. Thank you, they mean a lot to me.

I'll Take It

The past two weeks have been jam packed with some really, really great things, and some not so great things. I won't go into too much detail but let's just say the bad things included a car insurance company, the FBI denying my finger prints, and a phone call to 911, all these things separate from each other. Luckily, we have had rockin weather, and no matter what happens I can't complain when we can go to the beach in mid-april and get sunburns

it's in the air

For the past two nights our apartment has filled with an aroma that is the mixture of candy, flowers, and the beach. No, I don't even think that mix would smell as good as the air that wafts into our apartment through our unscreened windows. It is magical and I think I know who is sending the magic.

I Smell A Rat

We went. We saw. We conquered. Utah was everything we wanted and more. We took 4 pictures while we were there, three of them being of Bret's haircut, I will get around to posting them, they're oh so exciting. We got home yesterday and tonight we went to Berkeley to run a few errands. I feel like I'm constantly defending Berkeley because everyone tells me how dirty it is and I always contest. Well, tonight we were crossing the street on Telegraph street and I kicked a rat. A living rat. It scurried in between my feet and I kicked it on accident. sick. That was after we were at american apparel and there were three women, well women with shaved heads and goatees (real goatees growing from their chins), skipping around the store in very tight running outfits.

lovin' is what I got

To all the true loves of my life....
Cafe Rio
Cheron Diet Dr. Pepper
Maverick
Fro-Yo
Mountains
Provo Canyon
Green House Girls
Bakers
Roziers
President Monson
BYU Campus
Mon and bones

we're coming to see you very soon, and we're very excited.
If we could make this happen, that'd be great too....

grown up

I went to the grocery store and when I was checking out I noticed how adult my grocery line up was. I had meat from the butcher, bread crumbs, zucchini, and an array of other ingredients, I almost didn't think it was mine because for the past three years I usually checked out with lean cuisine, lean pockets, fuji apples, and 4 cereal boxes. I started thinking about how grown-up my life has gotten lately, but then I got home and the house was set up for a ninja warrior obstacle course and bret and I spent the night talking about when we will realistically own a VW van and that there is a 90% chance we'll name one of our children sufjan. Not to mention we still get our faces painted, fall asleep every night on the couch, and eat ice cream out of the carton.


oh and today I successfully parallel parked for the first time in my life. boo ya.

3.15

To the rest of the world the middle of March is known as the "Ides of March", whatever that means, but to me it is one of the most important days of the year. This little guy, pictured below, was born and then 23 years later met me and greatly enhanced my life.


If that wasn't enough, Lindsay Rozier was also born on this blessed day. When we were kids we convinced my dad to let us become part of a group called Indian Guides, which come to think of it is a very odd organization, but at our first Pow Wow we had to be renamed indian names and Lindsay was known as Little Whip, which is oh so perfect. I think if my family did superlitives at the end of each year, Lindsay would definitly win "most generous rozier" or maybe "most kind-hearted rozier". And in case your wondering how our Indian Guide careers went, we only went to two Pow Wows until I even realized it was weird and I was about 6. We then became part of a singing group called "Sunshine Generation" and we got to wear these wonderful outfitts...



I'm grateful for 3.15. Happy Birthday BBQ and Little Whip.

Ninja Warrior

When I get back to Alameda I am getting a gym pass. I am excited about this for one reason, and reason only. I can use it to improve my strength and agility so that I can compete in the next ninja warrior, which is, by the way, the best program on television.

New Song Y'all

I posted a new song for y'all. Take it or leave it.

Long Live Sun's Webhome Here

And in case you forgot what Long Live Sun's profile picture is, see below.



Lates.