What to Talk About?

I am in the biggest blogging rut. For the life of me there isn’t anything I have any drive to blog about lately. Well I mean there is H who I could literally talk about 24/7, but I don’t want to bore you guys. I read all these other blogs and their content is fresh, exciting and captivating. Lately my stuff has just been — bleh. I can’t even tell you how many posts I have started only to get bored and walk away from my laptop and later delete the lousy content. I’m so anxious to get out of this. But I figured maybe just blabbing about whatever came to mind would help get my creative juices flowing (i’ve always hated that phrase) so here are some bullet points about who knows what (now even i do currently):

  • General Conference is TOMORROW. Finally!! I am so excited to hunker down on the couch with some notebooks, pens, colored pencils and my iPad and phone (to keep an eye on the #ldsConf twitter feed) and listen to these inspired words and listen for answers I am looking for to specific questions.
  • I have gained weight in my face and its really discouraging. How the heck do you lose face fat?!
  • Should I quit caffeine/carbonation? I’m trying to make healthy changes in my life but I can’t decide if I’m tough enough for this change yet. I may never be.
  • My family of three is partnering up with my family for a group Halloween costume and its going to be awesome. I’m not saying what we’ll be yet, but it’ll be so great.
  • I recently was feeling the holiday spirit big time and had a huge baking day. My house looked like a flour bomb exploded in the kitchen, but it was well worth it and now I have all these tasty baked goods to devour. (so much for those healthy changes, eh?)
  • Dare I say it, I may be getting my love for running back.
  • H has two teeth now and the cuteness is killing me
  • H is also obsessed with my laptop and currently trying to rip it off the table while he screams – I better go




Wild Man Appreciation

Before I say anything in the post I just have to mention this awesome weather! Utah most definitely got the memo that it is FALL and this could not make me more happy.

Ok. Onto the post.

I feel like my heart is always full because of the life I have been given. I am very fortunate to live such a nice, happy life. But every once in a while I feel like I am even more aware of how blessed I am. Maybe this is because I’ve been excitedly preparing for General Conference (eep!!) and praying about/for my family more, but lately I truly just can’t get over how LUCKY I am to have my husband. Fair warning *the rest of this post is about to get real cheesy*

I named my husband ‘Wild Man’ on the blog because he is so adventurous, always on the go, fearless and full to the top of energy. He is exciting, passionate, full of life, incredibly caring and selfless, energetic and kind. One of my very, very favorite things about him though is his big heart and what a hard worker he is. I don’t give him nearly enough credit for how amazing he is. I am so thankful for the dedication he has to our family. He is very humble and doesn’t really like to share exactly what he is currently doing that is so selfless, strenuous and involves SO much work for the benefit of our family, so I will respect his wishes and not share it. But believe me, if it were up to me I would scream from the rooftops and brag about him and all he is doing for our family. He is incredible and I have been so moved as I watch him work for our family.

He is the greatest husband. He always puts me first, even when I beg him not to. I always tell people he isn’t the stereotypical husband. He helps in the house SO much, always willing to clean up, do dishes, make the bed, do laundry, etc. (he’s also not the typical man because when he’s sick, instead of whining and burying himself in the bed, he is still up and moving and working) He is my best friend and I love that he can read me even when I say no words and he is the best listener. I love being 100% comfortable going to him with ANYTHING and knowing he will listen closely, give me good, well thought out advice and help me in any way he can. Since having our baby ten months ago my anxiety has been really bad and Wild Man has always been the one who can talk me out of my attacks, helps me feel sane again and reminds me everything is ok. I would be a miserable wreck without this guy.

Watching him become a dad has been phenomenal. When I was pregnant with H, Wild Man would tell me a lot that he was nervous about being a dad. He was worried he wouldn’t know what to do with the baby and that he wouldn’t be the best dad. Well I am telling you he is the BEST of the BEST. The second H was born and the role of ‘dad’ was placed upon him, he just shined and the shine hasn’t stopped. He loves being a dad. He is really passionate about this calling and he values and cherishes this. The love he has for our son is incredible and I hope our children always know that they are so, so loved and they have a father who is their biggest fan and loves them beyond comprehension.

I know this post is random and mushy, but I couldn’t go any longer without publicly announcing just how wonderful of a man I married.

Thank you Wild Man for all you do for me, for H and for our family. Your hard work absolutely does not go unnoticed. I am so grateful for you and I am very blessed to be your wife. I love you!




Times a Flyin’


So my baby is ten months old now. Don’t even bother asking time to slow down because IT DOESN’T. I feel like he was a teeny tiny baby buddy really not that long ago – and now here I am with a cute ten month old who reeeeeally wants to walk and seems bigger and bigger every single day. I love it though, guys. He is at such a fun stage (i say this literally every stage) and his curiosity and smartness is coming out so strongly. He is a little one-toothed explorer and my favorite thing is watching him figure little small problems out. I cannot wait to see him problem solve the rest of his life. He is just the best baby. I love him and being his mom is the greatest thing I will ever do/be.



Zucchini Casserole

I posted a picture of this yummy dinner the other day on Instagram and got quite a few requests to share the recipe – so here it is! This meal is delicious you guys.


Zucchini Casserole

You will need:

1 cup rice
1 bell pepper (i used green)
half a white onion                                                                                                                                             1 can corn
1 can (rinsed) black bean
1/2 cup salsa
2tsp cumin
1tsp chili powder                                                                                                                                      mexican blend cheese
2 zucchini
1 squash


preheat oven to 400 degrees

cook rice

peel zucchini and squash and cut into cubes

cut onion and pepper

in 9×13 pan put your zucchini and squash in the oven while you prepare the rest (this helps soften the vegetables)

in a skillet cook onion and pepper in a little olive oil

in skillet combine cooked rice, corn, black beans, salsa, cumin and chili powder

remove zucchini/squash from oven and dump the mixture from the skillet into the pan

cover top with cheese

cover with aluminum foil

bake for 20 minutes – the last 5 minutes i removed the foil





Sister Love Post

I have two darling little sisters. One is fourteen and one turns eighteen today! (happy birthday bud!!)

I can’t help but feel all giddy about how fortunate I am to be their big sister. I am eight years older than one sister and eleven years older than the other and thats obviously a really big gap. Being an only child for so long was not my favorite, but these two were SO worth the wait. I actually love being so much older than them because I am able to remember their whole lives – like I vividly remember the days they were both born and I can remember the big moments in their lives and I truly feel like a second mom to them. They are my best friends and I have people ask me all the time how you can be so close with people eight and eleven years younger than you – and I want to smack those people. We have always been thick as thieves (thats the phrase, right?) and its going to always stay that way. They are the greatest sisters and they are the greatest, cutest, most loving and fun aunts to The Captain.

Thanks for being my sisters, gals.




FEAST Upon the Words of Christ

Have you ever heard how we need to feast upon the words of Christ? I have a funny little story to go with that phrase.

Last Sunday we were all dressed and ready for church which starts at 11. At 10:50 H fell fast asleep. Naps are tough lately, so I wasn’t about to wake him up. We made the decision that Wild Man would go to church and I’d stay back with our sleeping buddy. A while later he woke up and we played together on the floor. He must have felt guilty about missing church, because his favorite toy was The Book of Mormon. He had this little Book of Mormon slobbered on, pages were crumpled and it was a mess. Then the little stinker ripped a page out of the book! (a page in Alma, if you wondered) and — he feasted on the words of Christ. He straight up took a bite out of the page. I’m 99% sure I got it all out of his mouth, but theres a chance a little bit made it into his belly. Babies are funny. We have taken on a very literal understanding of the scriptures in this house!





Never Forget


Its true. 9/11 really never will be forgotten.

I was in fifth grade. My mom was pregnant with my youngest sister. I was sitting in my moms bed and she was braiding my hair before school. It was just a normal day until my dad called my mom and told her to turn on the tv and watch the news. We watched it all day. My mom didn’t send me to school.

When you’re in fifth grade you’re still so young and innocent so acts of terror just don’t make sense. I was scared and in shock. This was the first time I really realized that bad things can happen close and to good people. It all forced me to mature and grow up a little. It taught me a lot about the world – scary things about the world. I hated it but I couldn’t look away, either.

However in the midst of all the heartache, loss, uncertainty and sadness it was also very special and exciting to see the unity that happened after the attacks on September 11th, 2001. Everyone came together in support and love with the goal to rebuild, grow stronger and prove that this act wasn’t going to destroy us. We proved we would be ok and we were willing to put the time and effort into making that true.

I have never forgot the way I felt that day. It was a day full of feelings I’d never felt before. Every September 11th I think back to that day and this year was no different. I was back there in my moms bed watching the towers burn and crumble, hearing of the attack on the Pentagon and the flight that crashed in a field before it could cause more harm. It still breaks my heart. I think of the families who were affected and I can’t hold my tears in. I think of the family members lost that day and all the unanswered questions and the ache that must live in so many because of that day. I also think of the unity that has since been built. Yeah, there is a lot wrong in the world still and we definitely aren’t 100% united in all things, but I love to really think about the way so many came together to help, serve and protect.

It has been fifteen years and I still don’t know how to put into words how this all makes me feel and I’ll probably never figure out how to. All I know is I will never forget September 11th, 2001.