The True Definition of YOLO

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Last Minute Decision to jump in the pool. In our clothes.

Hoooootttttiiiiiessss

Vegetable Oil - 2007
Baking Powder - 1998!!

Successful Red Velvet Cake...

Which led to Red Velvet Cake War

Yearbooks. The gift that keeps on giving.

Oh hey. Here's your yearbook back.

Ladies and Gentlemen: A typical Wednesday Night.

So What If It's A Week Later

I want to blog about the Giants game.

Baseball is one sport I'll watch and not complain. I actually thoroughly enjoy it. I can't stand watching it with my boys though (Mainly Oren) because they get all analytical about it and I could care less what kind of pitch he threw. And don't even get me started on how cute baseball players are...

It wasn't until a few years ago that I really got into baseball. I guess it was a given. Both my brothers play baseball, my stepdad plays Old Men League softball, and two of my sisters play softball. Everything about it makes me happy. People say it's two slow and nothing happens, and yes I've been to many games that end up having seven innings of unexcitement. But that's part of the beauty of it. Each game is different. The dynamic is always changing. New pitchers, new line-up. Every game starts new. Not to mention the sights and sounds of a ballpark - there's nothing like it!

Junior year, I went to nearly EVERY SINGLE home game for the high school. Every one! I had to watch Ty on the JV team and Oren on the varsity team. It was definitely and interesting season. And the reason for many sleepless nights because I spent homework time at the field. This last year, I went to a few games, but wish I could've gone to more. Unfortunately, my baseball buddy moved and wasn't here this year. So I had to fly solo more than a few times.

Anyways back to the game.

Last Monday, I carpooled to work with my mom thinking I didn't have any plans for the day. I didn't even do my hair. Like no effort whatsoever went in to that ponytail just so I could sleep in longer. On top of that I was in grubby clothes because we were moving everything back into place after painting. I didn't have any plans that evening because it was Becca's birthday and I knew she'd be busy, Brendan was in Alaska, and I'd spent all weekend with the boys.

So needless to say I was rather surprised when Becca called me after my lunch break to ask if I wanted to go the game with her. Was she high? Of course I wanted to go! On the way down, we snacked on the Sour Patch Kids from TimTam and Nick played zombies. I drooled over Lisa's Brazilian Blowout (her hair looked killer). Bec brought me some supes cute clothes to change into (and I got to wear a supes cute hat from Lorna) because I thought for sure I'd be freezing. Oh no. WE WERE IN A SUITE. A freaking suite. At AT&T Park. I was so excited.

Patrick paid for food, that sweetheart (no pun intended). The bathrooms were pristine. They even played jazz music like the CSNBA channel does when the games not on. Buster Posey caught. Bumgarner pitcher. Game went into extra innings. I got a free rally rag. Someone asked me what the Ks on the wall were (shaking my head). And it doesn't even matter that Scutaro blew the game when he struck out in the bottom of the ninth with bases loaded and a tie game. Okay it matters a little. But the best part was making memories with the Lamberts.

And let's just say the ride home was definitely interesting.

And I can't forget Hayden trying to wake Becca and I up in the morning, shoving raisins in our mouths.

Yep, life is good.

There are those moments that I really love living here.

Like those nights where I can stop at the majority of my friend's houses. And we can all get in a car and just go where the wind takes us.

When we joke about going to school and play out scenarios in our minds:
"Oh hey guys. So wanna go meet at the school? Play some capture the flag? Go catch cats behind Taco Bell? Just meet at Safeway. What's open right now? Only Jack-in-the-Box? Let's go. Hey meet at Vista."

And the answer to all of these are something like:
What are you talking about?

Which one?

And my personal favorite...

What kind of childhood did you have??

When we go into Safeway and to buy a bagel and a donut at 10:30 (why not?) and then get asked by the people in front of us if we're 21. And then those people ask the cashier why the store isn't open 24 hours. She says, "Because the only people around here out that late are tweakers, thieves, and drunks." And it took everything in me not to laugh. If only you could see those two... (No judgments though!)

When the boys make me play zombies. I. Am. Horrible.

When we go somewhere and we automatically start looking for people we know. The more the merrier!

When someone comes in to Tutti Frutti and the recognize me from somewhere else. (Today it was the office. Other times it's been the play or cheer or something else from school. People really are always watching.)

When we can go and look at the stars. Every single night. And when the moon is bright enough to reflect on the lake.

I'm a pretty lucky girl when it comes down to it.

Took this on my phone. No editing necessary.  Loooove where I live.

I'm in love

Don't get to excited. I'm in love with my life. It's so incredibly fantastic that I wish I could pause and rewind it sometimes. So in summary, the last couple of days:

• Impromtu sleepover with Becca... Two nights in a row.
• Oh we're bored? Let's bake cake batter cookies.
• Trying on absolutely ridiculous outfits because, why not?
• Late nights with some fantastic people.
• Looking at the stars. I love them.
• Rockin' out to N'Sync in my car. I <3 Boy Bands.
• Night swimming. Glow Sticks Included. Plus lights in the pool and hot tub. Thatswhatsup.
• S'mores. (can you tell we like to eat?)
• Going over to one of those fantastic people's house for dinner and getting my own bowl of pasta because they know that I don't like seafood. Maybe I'm spending too much time over there? Nahh.
• Watching movies. What movies? Tangled, Licensed to Wed, Easy A, and pretty much whatever we feel like, whenever we feel like.
• Killer sunsets. (The only bummer is they were awesome because of a really big fire)

I know there's more. But basically, I love summer. It almost makes me not want to go to school. Almost.