Camping and I Don't Mix

My Aunt is getting married in Reno this weekend - hence the road trip - and wait for it . . . we are all camping. Yes, my family is going camping. It's a good thing we love our Aunt.

This is what I brought for three days.


This is what my trunk looked like when we added Shannan's stuff.


Three days. Camping. Wish. Me. Luck

Isn't She Cute?

After three years of not driving, this summer I felt like a 15 year old again relearning. Seriously, the first few weeks were pretty classic. 10 and 2. Check the side mirrors. Check the rear view mirror. How fast am I going? I will fully admit I was a little stressed. In fact, I think I had Caisa pull the car out of the garage for me the first time :) Yes, I’m serious – but in my defense it was a weird angle and there was a car parked behind me.

And then there was the car buying experience. Think of as many adjectives as possible for DISASTER – that was my life for 40 days. I bought the car in Georgia (since I had so much time on my hands and getting an SUV in Utah is harder) and then had it shipped out to Utah. Well originally I was told the transfer would take 7 to 10 day. Then I was told it could be up to 28 day. Well, Shannan had a car so I figured we could share for a few days, and we’d be fine. Well four days after I moved to Utah, Shannan’s car died. 140,000 miles – the engine seized while driving - it was dead, dead. After screaming, yelling and crying I finally got my car 40 days after I purchased it. Needless to say it wasn’t a great car buying experience . . . but I’m SO GLAD I FINALLY HAVE IT.

I still love walking. Oh how I miss it. Errands are SO COMPLICATED here. Yes, believe me. 10 different shopping centers. 10 different parking spots. Traffic lights. Stupid drivers. Annoying and time consuming. Who would have ever thought I’d say that errands in NYC are convenient. Well, it’s true.

Oh and I would still prefer to have a driver.

But here I am in suburbia, driving. Now Shannan and I are off for a 16 hour road trip. My car and I will become very acquainted, very quickly. Let the fun begin.

Did I just say that out loud?

I yelled at a girl in the elevator the other day. Oops.

After living in a fourth floor walk-up for three years, I finally have an elevator in my apartment complex. I'm spoiled and lazy, and I love it. So the other day I got in the elevator from the parking garage and was headed up to my 4th floor apartment. The elevator stopped on 1. I'll be honest, I was in a hurry so I was kind of annoyed at the extra stop. But then it happened . . . a girl got in and hit 2. 2! The Second Floor! She was on 1! So I muttered, "Take the stairs!" in an annoyed voice.

It was one of those, oops, did I just say that out loud moments.

Don't worry, she ignored me and quickly got off the elevator as soon as the doors opened.

Just another lesson on How to Win Friends and Influence People compliments of Kristan :)

Help Needed

I am in need of a great bag for school. It needs to be able to hold my 14" laptop and at least one book and folder - and go over my shoulder. I have been looking for, I kid you not, six months. And now that I'm in Utah my shopping options are considerably limited. I never thought I'd say it, but Nordstroms is great but SO SMALL!

Yes, I'm picky. Yes, I'm vain. But come on, I'll be using this bag EVERY SINGLE DAY. I've been using my Longchamp Le Pliage and then just putting my laptop in a canvas bag.

I like this, but it's just a laptop bag - no room for anything else.


And I've been debating about this - but I think it will be too small.


And, no, I will not just use a backpack.

I've looked everywhere from Target to these designers. Any suggestions? Surely you've seen something great. Or you have friends. Or you've seen people on the street.

Z's

School is . . . well, exhausting. In the past week I have found myself:

1. Falling asleep at 7 pm and not waking up until 6 am the next morning . . . oops, homework didn't get done that night
2. Nodding off in class
3. Falling asleep at 4 pm on top of my computer and then waking up to the sound of the battery dying

Oh, and my dreams usually all revolve around school too. Imagine waking up screaming, "But I don't understand. I still don't have the right net present value."

This is my life folks. So, Lauren, no I don't update my blog often. Deal with it :) If I can't even make time to watch TV - let alone care about what new shows to watch this fall - the blog is taking a back seat too. Sorry.

Priceless

Kelli just sent me this:



One Frozen Hot Chocolate: $2.54
One Large Diet Coke: $1.06
Not having to ask anyone to pull over: Priceless

Toto, I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore

Dear Kneaders,

I hate your stinking guts. You make me vomit. You're scum between my toes.

Love, K


Saturday morning I went with my sister and friend to Kneaders Bakery for brunch. I've missed brunch, and I've heard Kneaders has fantastic french toast. Bingo. We show up at 11:13 a.m. Here is what happened:

K: French toast please.
Cashier: We stop serving breakfast at 11.
K: 11? Seriously, 11 am? Come on, it's probably 11:05.
Cashier: We can't serve breakfast after 11.
K: Well, you can. You just won't. Come on. You know you still have some french toast back there.
Cashier: Actually, we're almost all out.
K: See, almost. You really won't sell it to me.
Cashier: It's after 11. (at this point the three people in line behind me leave because they too wanted breakfast)
K: But it's SATURDAY!!! Who goes to breakfast on a Saturday before 11!?!
Cashier: We stop serving breakfast at 11.
K: But it's SATURDAY!!! You don't have any breakfast items you can sell me?
Cashier: Well we have these cinnamon rolls.
K: You can sell me those?
Cashier: Yes.
K: Fine, I'll take one cinnamon roll and a chocolate milk.

Then to top it all off, after I had my cinnamon roll Shannan decided she wanted one too. When she went up to order it the cashier looked at her and said, "You want another one?" Way to go cashier. Way to go. Insulting the customer is always a good idea.

Kneaders President Gary Worthington expect a letter from me.

A Quarter of a Century

Why 25 is off to a great start:

1. Tons of emails, cards, messages, texts, phone calls and visits really make you feel loved and special . . . thank you!

2. My sister snuck into my apartment and left me some chocolate covered strawberries and flowers! Yeah, she's pretty great.



3. German Chocolate Cake


4. Miss KC came to visit!!!


5. Bryndee took a break from family time in SLC and ventured down to Ptown Sunday night. I've been missing my friends and the city, and this was a much needed - and appreciated - trip. Thank you!!


Here's to a great year!