Halloween 2009....Halloween was how many weeks ago?

Erik told me I needed to keep up on our blog. And when I didn't do it that day, he posted for me. That is why you have been staring at these pictures with no words. Well, thanks to me you now get commentary.

Before we left the house I swear Erik almost got struck down by lightning for his costume. But I have to say it was extremely hilarious, and he did look pretty cute (?). Of course, I was thy typical gangsta-thug.

Why yes you are right, that is Obama on my money necklace. And yes my belt buckle is a goblet that says "PIMP" on it.

You know the party gets wild when Erik starts singing karaoke.

Camping

This past weekend Erik and I went camping with some friends of ours. We were expecting it to be freezing, but thank goodness it wasn't.

Our friends Evan and Amanda Greer.

And our other friends Mark and Megan Taylor.

(She's prego with their first baby-yay!)

Erik doing all the work and keeping the fire going. That's my man!


Of course we have the men make breakfast for us, there's no other way to go! It tasted delicious by the way.

I was behind the camera the whole time I didn't even manage to get a pic of Erik and I, but we're all over this blog so much I'm sure you don't mind!

Hope you guys had a good weekend!

Hey There,

Remember me? I used to own this blog and then I disappeared off the face of the planet. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten our agreement: I blog, you read. When I don't blog, then you get random posts from Erik with only one word, or a whole post about mustaches. Well there is good news today, I'm back.

Last night Erik and I carved pumpkins for Halloween.

Of course Erik has to make a face in every picture, but that's why I love him.

Mind you, it was a lot colder than it looked outside.

(Has anyone noticed Erik's mustache yet? I can't wait for Sunday to come so he can shave it off)

Me making my typical thumbs-up sign.


And the final project: every year I always end up doing some different face, and of course Erik had to remember good ol MJ on his. It won't be Halloween without some Thriller.

Happy Halloween!!!

DANCE!

Slow

I apologize for not blogging as much lately, we still don't have internet at our apartment and I'm too lazy to walk 30 feet outside our front door to get the Ham Bone's internet. I am always super bored at work with nothing to do because no one wants to come in and buy yogurt when the prices are off the wall. Mesa FroYo is waaaaayy better than this place. And our credit card machine is down and lets face it, no one carries cash with them anymore. So most people get to the door open it halfway, see the sign that says cash only and then walk away. And it doesn't help that I was not exactly happy about working today so I'm only wearing half a smile instead of the one that overpowers my face. I work every Saturday so its not that big of a deal, but I just wanted to sleep in a little, make breakfast for my husband and me and have a snuggle fest while watching conference in our G's. Instead I'm sitting at work watching conference by myself in this freezer.




Which I don't think is going to last very long because I can soon feel this coming on:

I hope you're enjoying your conference weekend!

I'm Not the Funny One

I must be honest with you, my motivation to blog lately has been quite slim. Something will happen and I think to myself "Oh I could blog about that" and then I remember, I'm not the funny one. You see, a few weeks ago my aunt was visiting for the weekend from Tucson. My mom was telling her about her blog and how it was a great way to stay in touch and to know what is going on with the fam. She then continued to pull up each page on the computer to show my aunt the proper way to get into each of our sites. She then told her about my blog as well as Erica's blog. This is what I heard:

Mom: "And then there's Amber's blog but she's not funny. She is sentimental and only talks about boring things that happen with her and Erik..."

(I, being distraught, hang my shoulders in saddness)

Mom continues: "...But ERICA'S BLOG, man is she hil-ar-ious! She is the funny one, she's always blogging about something that will make you laugh every time you read it. I suggest always reading her blog because once you start you won't be able to stop!"

Mom claims it didn't go down that way, but I know it did. As she said this one sentence, my childhood desires came flooding back. I always thought as I was growing up that I had imagined it. But no. My mom had proved what I was always trying to avoid. I am not the funny one. Of course my parents had always told us we each brought something special to the table. What they really meant is "Erica is the funny one and we're just glad Amber thinks of food so much so she'll never forget about bringing dessert." They meant it literally when they said "to the table".

Through the years I have been trying to go from the "easy-going, can't make decisions, go-with-the-flow, so-called 'peacemaker', favorite child" to the "hilarious, just can't be around her enough, where did you get your jokes?" kind of person. Obviously I have not succeeded.

And then I got married and we get invited places and I think "Yes! Maybe I'm actually funny. Maybe I'm finally overflowing with clever lines that get people going and they just want more." Until Erik got invited somewhere without me. And then I remembered: Oh ya, my husband is the funny one.

Well fellow bloggers, I AM DETERMINED TO BE FUNNY. I will be funny! It will take a lot of effort, it is not something that comes naturally (as my entire family continues to point out) but it will happen.

I know my family is my family so they have to be honest. But doesn't someone out there find me funny???

I am a LazySuck

We are officially moved in to our new apartment, which has no internet. So unless I want to walk to 20 feet from my front door so I can reach just inside the boundaries of the bar across the street "The Ham Bone" (which I am usually too lazy to do), you don't get a post. And yes this makes me sad. But we will have internet soon, so I won't be a Lazysuck anymore. But until then, I hope you miss me!!


(Mom, you better be prepared for a freakin hil-arious post which is brewing inside of me!)