My Mustache Man!

Erik and I agree on alot of things:

1. Never putting our kids on leashes.

2. Vans shoes are bomb.

3. The beach can cure anything.

Just to name a few.

There are also alot of things we don't agree on, and right now our hottest topic of disagreeance is:

Mustaches.

You see, Erik seems to think that they are "in". And if they're not in he says he will bring them back in. Personally I'm not a fan. I'm not really a fan of facial hair at all, but every once in a while if he wants to grow a little scruff I am ok with that. But I am not ok with the mustache. The thing is, I don't exactly make him shave his mustache or facial hair unless it gets too out of hand. I strongly suggest it about 20 times a day, but I don't make him. The way I look at it, he doesn't tell me how to do my hair or what to wear. I need to let him be his own person. Some people ask me (mainly my mother, but there have been a few other curious people), "Why don't you just make him shave it?" This has been a great question between the two of us. Why do wives make their husbands shave, and why should husbands have listen to their wives?

Well blog readers, that is the question I want to ask you.
Do you make your husband shave his facial hair, or cut his hair if you're not a fan of the way it looks?


I want to know everyone's opinion, so please comment!
Even if you're not married I want to know your thoughts on mustaches, this is open to everyone!
What do you think?

32 days + Me + Mom = Incubus Concert

Today was a good day

It started out terrible.  I couldn't fall back asleep after Erik left for work at 4:30 this morning.  I was so stressed and nervous about my last final I had this morning at 10:30 that sleep just didn't seem that important.  Finally at about 6:30 I got out of bed and decided to keep studying. I take my exam (who knows how I did, I'm just glad its over!), and I was on my way to a job interview I had over on Baseline and Recker.  Has anyone been down there lately? Its crazy with construction! I miss my appointment because I was looking for a building that seriously didn't exist.  I was rescheduled for later on this afternoon where I finally found the building, showed up on time and then had to wait an hour for the man who was supposed to be interviewing me.  I was getting extremely frustrated and all the secretaries could tell me was "He's running late but he's on his way". Gah!  Finally he showed up interviewed me and......

....hired me on the spot-

Hooray!

So, not only is my ridiculous microbiology class over, but you are looking at the newest Yogurt Shop employee.  (laugh all you want but a job is a job, and who wouldn't want to work with yogurt?)

So in conclusion, I hope you had a good day too!

The "Spot"

You know when you eat something really good and you walk away thinking "Man that hit the spot", and how it is one of the greatest feelings? That spot that is in the pit of your stomach and it feels really really good after it has been hit?  Well that is what our entire weekend consisted of.  Everything we did, and not just the food we ate, we walked away thinking of the wonderful spot that had just been vacated.

One of Erik's good friends from high school got married on Saturday, so we decided to surprise him and go to the wedding.  We spent the day before at the beach and had a blast.  In the end we may have gotten a little too much sun, (I actually got sick from it.  Weird I know, I'm an AZ girl and I got sick from the sun.  Pathetic.) but it was still so much fun.

Now I didn't want this to be a mass post of pics, but I personally hate it when people go out of town and they only post one picture.  I'm always dying for more pictures, I want to know where they went and what they did.  That is probably why my picture is in the dictionary next to "blog stalker".  Anyways, here is some fun stuff we did.

(Erik took this pic while riding his bike down the hill, I was impressed)

One of our favorite things to do is rent bikes at Newport Beach and then ride them over to Huntington Beach.  Its a great scenic route, and you get your exercise!

Erik and his dad Mark.  He was there on business so we met up with him and spent the weekend hanging out together.  He was so nice to drive us everywhere and do whatever we wanted.  Thanks Mark!  (P.S...he also paid.  He's the best!)

Perry's Pizza in Newport is the best pizza you will ever have in your life, no joke.

On the Huntington Beach pier.  They were having the World Surfing Competition the next day so it was crazy!

We were able to meet up with one of Erik's mission companions John Skaggs.  Probably one of the top 5 funniest people you'll ever meet.  (John if you read this I'm being totally serious!)

And of course, the Balboa Bar.  Heaven on a stick.  Trust me.

This is the place where Jordan and Athena were married.  It was so beautiful, overlooking the beach.

Jordan had no idea we were coming so he was really surprised!  They look so great together, and the reception was so much fun. Erik and I know how to get down on the dance floor at receptions.  Lets just say it was a PAR-TAY.

I hope your weekend was as good as ours!

Yessir!

Stinky

So last night my husband and I are having a little cuddle-cuddle on the couch while watching my favorite show in the world So You Think You Can Dance.  He was running his fingers through my hair while I was thinking "My husband is the best, he is so good to me".  I was about to say something about it to him when he kissed my head and then pulled his head back fast and said in a disgusted tone:

Erik: Oh wow you stink so bad! When was the last time you washed your hair??

Me: Last Friday.

Erik: Gross! I knew I called you Stinky for a reason.  You seriously smell.

I don't know about anyone else, but washing my hair is not my favorite thing.  I only wash my hair about twice a week, if that even.  It takes too long in the shower, and then the blow drying and the straightening.  It is so much easier if you just don't wash it.

Oh California

How I long for you.

I can't wait to walk along your beach tomorrow.

I can't wait to soak up the UV rays you provide.

I can't wait to get my beach cruiser from May and Patrick at the bike shop

And take the ferry across to Balboa Island.

And take a bite into the most delicious thing in the world:
a Balboa Bar.

California here we come!