The Good Life

If you've never been to La Dolce Vita in Provo, I'd highly recommend it. I loooove Italian food! This is my favorite, it's called the Chef's Combo. I don't remember what all these pastas are called but if you love food so much you just can't decide, this is the dish for you. And Justin got shrimp alfredo. Yum!

35 Weeks Down

And 35 days to go. I am so ready to not be pregnant anymore. I wonder what it will be like to roll over in bed without having to take a break half way through. And I can't wait to hear my stomach growl and not think, 'that's not where my stomach goes'. And crunches, I miss doing crunches. I didn't love them before but now that I can't do them, I want to do them all the time. But my hair is growing at an incredible rate and I'm never, ever cold. Now if I could just keep her feet out of my ribs....

Big Fish

If you can't tell from the grin on his face, Justin is very proud of the fish he caught yesterday. 19 inches!

Real Life Picture Tag

Alright, I've been tagged so here goes. The rules are take pictures of the following things as they are, no cleaning or straightening. And then post them for the world to see.

Closet. Notice my heap of shoes on the floor. I've got to find a better method.

Fridge. That orange juice looks really good right now.

Sink. That's my ice cream maker. We made peach ice cream on Saturday. Yum!

Pantry. I wish I had a real one. Favorite shoes. Tell me these aren't the cutest? Laundry room. I'm glad I had to go down there. I had a load in the dryer I had completely forgotten about.Bathroom. I had no problem getting it all in one picture. Can they really call this a master bathroom? Here's my child. 7 more weeks!! She's rolling around, kicking ribs and stuff.Favorite room. I mostly just love this couch, so many places to sit, so little time.

Self portrait. I just woke up from a nap.

And now I tag Annie, Kirsta, Angela and anyone else who wants to do it. Try it, you'll like it.

One Year Older....

The big 2-5. 9 years driving, 7 years voting, 10 years since freshman year in high school. Where does all the time go? No longer considered early 20's. Checking the 18-24-year-old box is long gone. But I think I'm okay with it. I have a lot to show for my 25 years of life. In no particular order, here are my finest achievements.


Graduating college with absolutely no motivation my senior year.
Never breaking a bone.
Marrying Justin in the temple, who very well may be the most perfect man on earth.
Avoiding the flu.
Expecting child numero uno. (7 more weeks!)
Buying a house (okay, technically mortgaging the next 30 years of my life away).
Seeing Howard Jones in concert.


Here's my desk at work. My co-workers went all out. And yes, that is a 1.9 lb of Sour Patch Kids and a Pixie Stick pom-pom. They know me well.


And these are flowers Justin surprised me with.My cake and my nephew and cousin eating the gigantic roses on the cake. Yum! And notice the ballerina with melted limbs. She's a Syme Family tradition; gracing the cake of every birthday since 1999.

The Hearse

This is the rental car I got while mine is being restored to it's former glory. (Tip: don't go to Enterprise in SF...apparently they only have 1 car available at a time). I've never been a fan of the PT Cruiser, and as a driver of one for 24 hours now, I feel I have the authority to ask the question, "What was Chrysler thinking?" I think the pitch for the design went a little like this: We feel there are dozens of drivers out there wondering what it's like to be in a hearse and by-golly, Chrysler can give that man that experience while he's living and we're going to do it. I give you the PT Cruiser. The chassis of the Neon never looked so cryptic.


Here's the inside.

Just kidding. But in case you didn't believe me, here's what has to be the inspiration. I was singing "Now don't you laugh when the hearse goes by, cause you could be the next to die" all the way to work.

More fishing

Here's Nate and Justin's latest kill. They had to cut off the heads to get them in the bag so I guess that means they're pretty good size.

Unfortunate Event

So I'd like to give a shout-out to the lame-wad who hit me in my car and kept on driving. I'll assume it's just so much easier to do a U-turn from the right lane and waiting for me to pass was just too much. Little does he/she know by posting this, I've just got the word out to like a dozen people to be on the look-out for a maroon car with a temporary tag. Your days are numbered!

So here's the damage. It could have been worse, I know. But $1200 and 5 days in the shop! Thank goodness for insurance. And thanks Officer Mitchell of the Springville PD - your sympathetic "man that sucks" made me feel better than you know.