Who cares if you disagree?

Thursday, September 30, 2010

I've started a lot of posts, but they're lacking any creative/humorous flair. So here's my response to being tagged on Marisha's blog...

1. Milk Chocolate or Dark Chocolate?
Dark for sure, european style

2. What's your favorite color?
Clear. No probably blue... I'm predictable like that, but there's seriously very few blues that aren't pretty.

3. Do you have any creative hobbies?
I love doing creative projects. Sewing, making up recipes, decorating, crafts, etc. But I wouldn't say I do any of them enough to call them hobbies.

4. What was your favorite subject in school?
I loved wood working. I also loved AP Psychology... mostly because of my teacher. In college I enjoyed floral design and my film classes.

5. What is your favorite season and why?
Summer. I love how everyone comes out to play in the summer. I love the fresh fruits and veggies, and barbequing. I love the late nights, and that the sun stays out forever. I love the beach, the pool, camping and bike rides. I love how school ends, or even if it doesn't, everyone acts like they're not really in school. I love the clothes (hello rainbows!). I love the excuse to take vacations. I love the green lawns, the fresh flowers, and that everything just feels alive. I love the concerts and free events in parks.

I do however, hate mosquitos... the one terrible side effect of summer.

6. Who inspires you to sing like crazy when no one is around?
If we're talking about an actual person in my life... probably Jo.

If we're talking about an artist.... probably Celine Dion, or Mariah Carey... I mean their lyrics are ridiculous and of course I can't hit those notes, yet try I will!

7. What's your favorite dessert? Can you make it?
Apple Crisp or Key lime anything. Yes. Can some people make it better? Yes.

8. How did you learn to cook?
I believe it started with lemon bars when I was 7 years old. I mixed up the baking soda and baking powder. One explosion later, I was convinced cooking was fun and my mom decided unsupervised cooking wasn't so fun.

So, now I'm supposed to tag 8 other people... no pressure... I just don't want the chain blog demons coming after me ;) So how about Heather, Emily, Dee, Aubrey, Shelli, Becca, Mary, Liz, and Jessamyn

How did you know I needed you so badly

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

My husband has a serious chocolate addiction.

I thought I was supposed to be the one with the chocolate addiction?

While I have been lost in dreams of those savory and decadent melt in your mouth belgian truffles that I once enjoyed and still long for...

Cary's addiction is becoming $1 a day addiction.

(Ok, this isn't really a picture of Cary... but it could be)

Ok, ok $1/day chocolate addiction doesn't quite translate like a pack a day. So let me illustrate...

$1/day= 3 fudge brownies= 8 chocolate chip cookies= 2 candy bars= 1/2 bag of chocolate chips

You don't see why this is a problem? His munchies hit late at night which means I don't notice the chocolate chip supply dwindling! Soon I will go to make his favorite cookies and they will be nothing but butter and sugar *gasp* (actually I love sugar cookies), but then where will my husband go to feed his insatiable need???

!!!GASP!!! I will not be beat by you!

And your wretched waxy excuse for a dessert... Commence the secret stash of chocolate.

I'm thinkin bout us Where we gonna be

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Sometimes the things said at dinner make me laugh.

A recent dinner prayer given by Cary: "Please help Carla to find a good job she'll like so she can support us... because we both know I don't make very much money."

Also, I admittedly like gossip (nobody's perfect, ok). Cary sometimes tries to inform me of gossip I do not already know, and is always suprised when it is old news. So tonight's dinner convo...

Carla: "So I wanna watch this video"
Cary: "Ooh, I heard that so and so said this and that in it."
Carla: (not even looking up) "You mean you read that on facebook."
Cary: (disappointed) "Oh... yeah"

ha ha ha

Somebody's knocking at your door

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

When I've had a bad day, Cary tries to make it better by holding me and singing "negro spiritual's."


What more can He say

Monday, September 13, 2010

Thoughts 1.0 (idea stolen from mary)

1. As much as I do not love Provo, I occasionally have to count the blessings of living here. Today's example being a regional conference where I was privileged to hear the counsel of Julie Beck, General RS President, and two apostles of the Lord, President Packer and Elder Jeffrey R. Holland.

2. Sometimes (read: a lot lately, since I have no major distractions, occupations, projects in my life) I observe friends lives and get a little down on myself.

I surround myself with extremely talented, good-looking people (obviously, because friends rub off on us, so I for sure want the good rubbings). My friends include individuals who have sung with the mormon tabernacle choir, play collegiate sports, raise beautiful well behaved children, compete in marathons/triathlons, get masters degrees, buy houses, win beauty pageants, travel the world, play every instrument, and get prestigious internships.

At church you often hear people recall that someone spoke on just the thing they needed to hear that week. I was fortunate to have this same experience yesterday. Sister Beck got up to speak and announced that she hadn't written a talk. She had instead just had different impressions of what to say. She then said "I feel that I need to tell you, you're doing better than you think you are."

I couldn't help but feel like she was saying that to me. I'm not one to say woe is me, because I'm acutely aware of the over abundance of blessings in my life. Especially, as of late, I often think to myself that I got it 100% right in the husband department, so everything else is just details.

Yet, I am often extremely critical of my own situation, and it was reassuring to have a servant of the Lord tell me that I'm doing alright. Ha, followed by "but, you can do better."

What a loving heavenly father, that he gives you a hug and tells you it's ok, but then gently shoves you to go out there and be the best you can be.

3. On the same note, a good friend shared this video with me

4. So... here I go. I have a long ambitious to-do list for today, and I'm applying to a job that would be a good place for me to start. Wish me luck!

Ooooh child, things are gonna get easier

Friday, September 10, 2010

Day 10 Update:

I'm still sick, BUT better because my voice is coming back and I can generally do normal tasks, and I'm not going to bed at 9 pm anymore.

However, my cough is still pretty horendous, it is brutally painful to yawn (gosh dangit, just writing the word yawn makes me yawn) and this just in.... several friends have strep throat.

Ugh. I guess this means I'm caving and going to the doctor to make sure that I don't end up with the long list of horrible diseases resulting from untreated strep throat (i.e. coronary heart disease, rheumatic fever, kidney failure, ear infections, sinusitis, mastoiditis, peritonsillar abscess- yeah, that's pus build up near the tonsils-sick!-and not in the you're ill meaning, in the that's about as disgusting a side effect i can think of kind of meaning)

Anyhow, at least this made me laugh, i'm glad other people appreciate the doc as much as me.

Hot and Fresh out the kitchen

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Cereal (Life, Quaker Oatmeal Squares, Cap'N Crunch) is on sale for $.98!!! I was so excited I bought ten boxes. Now I'll try to contain myself so it doesn't turn into the cereal sale of 2008, but I've waited almost 2 years for cereal to go this cheap again...

Who's got your money, money

Monday, September 6, 2010

In the event of Carla and Cary's untimely demise:

(A little background: we have been miserably sick for the last 6 days. Due to lack of proper health insurance we have resorted to the ever so helpful webmd to diagnose us. It has been determined that we are either suffering from West Nile viruse, bronchitis, or the common cold. In case, we are not just a bunch of babies who can't handle a sniffle, and the wretched mosquito's have infected us with their deadly disease... i decided it would put my mind at ease to draft a "not technically" legal will.)

So, we have decided that our belongings will be dispersed as so:

-Samsung 32" LCD TV- Carla's Parents
-Incredible comfy tan couches- Also carla's parents
-Cary's computer- Eldest nephew, Emerson
-Ice Cream Maker- Joanna Johnson, best friend and roommate
-Ipod touch- Kim, cause she'll know what to do with my sweet jams
-My one and only Knife- Art, he appreciates good knives
-My car- Dad, I know how much he loves the alarm
-Rice Cooker- Emily, because her not having a rice cooker is like the rest of the world not having a microwave
-Heather and Tim- My gnomes... I trust they will take care of them.
-Our sweet grill- Jeremy, he has a balcony
-Bookshelf and books- Jamie, because an english major can never have too many books, but can have too many books to stack in corners thus needing a bookshelf

To all my devoted blog readers, I don't really have much, but you are welcome to put in dibs for whatever you like. For Cary's family (i didn't forget them... they just already have nice tv's and such), we would like to disperse our monies among the nieces and nephews evenly. Unless, in the likely event that it is hardly worth going to the bank to split up the sum, we allow the parents to just take the children out for extremely large ice cream sundaes.

Saturday I'm running wild, and all the lights are changing red to green

Thursday, September 2, 2010

*Disclaimer: I know this is a boring and long post, that's what happens when you have jam packed weeks without time to blog*

***While meagerly proofreading this blog, I realized how truly boring (sad, but I'm not about to rewrite it) it is. Feel free to skim through just for pictures***

Ok, I'm gonna start with the wedding. This is mostly for my memory sake (cause i know i won't write it all out in my journal).


I, of course had every intention of waking up getting ready, making sure the last of my crap was moved out of my apartment, packing for the honeymoon and heading off to the festivities... but what do you expect when you leave that much to do? Of course, I didn't get it done. So feeling a little frazzled, I asked Cary to come and give me a priesthood blessing. Yeah, yeah, you're not supposed to see the bride, who cares. It was a great experience for both of us, and I'd recommend it to anyone on your wedding day. It's extremely calming to be reassured of your choices hours before permanently changing your life.

Anyhow, I then realized I had no hot water, so I had to scramble to take a shower at my old apartment, took a little too long on my make up and made it to the park kind of late. Both families stepped in and started setting up the park for the reception and I just let them do their thing. Cary's mom ordered Kneaders for a brunch before the wedding, but I had to go get myself beautified (because I lack skills to do it myself)... so no breakfast for Carla... sad :(

While I was getting my hair done, Cary went shopping for his last minute items (read: belt, etc). Hair also took a little longer than expected... but I got to the temple on time! It started to rain, right as we walked in, and then proceeeded to downpour while we were in the temple.

While you are in the temple waiting for the guests to file in, they leave the couple alone for about 10-15 minutes (perhaps for one last chance to bail?) Anyhow, it was fun to just sit and talk to Cary and tease him one last time about the consequences if he backed out on me. We watched the rain come down in buckets and I was tempted to sing Alanis Morrisette extremely loudly (I think Heavenly Father has a sense of humor). I didn't sing though (too many old people standing around judging you). We then went into the sealing room, and the sealer proceeded to give a 45 min schpeel (it may have been shorter but I'm pretty sure it was about that long.) Cary started to get really nervous (read: sweaty palms), but I was totally fine. The sealer talked about going to the temple, going to church, not putting off children, he quizzed us on temple stuff (which bugged Cary-but I answered and even corrected him when he was wrong).

When it finally came time to be sealed I looked at Cary and started crying.... how pathetic. And I don't mean cute little glistening tears in the corner of your eyes, I mean sobbing. I had to reassure everyone that they were happy tears.

Well, we said yes and then we were married.

The rain cleared up just as we were walking out and the weather turned out perfectly for pictures. It was cool enough for Cary to wear his suit in the middle of August, so I was pretty stoked. I was also extremely happy with how the wedding attire turned out! Families were in khaki and white with blue accents and the bridesmaids outfits turned out really cute. My flowers were pretty, minus no one told me hydragenas die remarkably fast (Note to self: For future events requiring flowers... DON'T PICK BLUE!)

The sisters

Art was being helpful, from cooking to videotaping

I haven't seen the professional photos yet, but hopefully they turned out well. I didn't get every shot I wanted, but the families (especially nephews) got really impatient, so I let it go.

Hugs with Jo

We discovered taking pictures is hard for boys, and natural for girls.

I inherited a niece and a lot of nephews!

The in-laws.

Then Cary and I stopped by Walmart for a couple items for the reception, before heading to Sammy's for a cupcake shake (I was ravenous at this point. Try I was hungry when I got to the temple-3 hours later and I'm really hungry). So we walk in, dress and suit, and proceed to wait 10 minutes to be acknowledged! At which point I don't really have another ten minutes to wait to be served. I still had to pack for the honeymoon (ha, didn't happen) and pick up serving dishes at Macaroni Grill.

The beginning of the reception was a bit frustrating. Probably because I didn't have everything planned as well as I should have. I had hoped to be more organized, but between the moving and family coming in, some things didn't get done. I also tried to put Emily in charge, and she did a great job, but coming into the picture 2 days before the wedding makes it hard to direct everyone.

Despite, a little bit of a rough start... it all came together. I loved the park. The decorations turned out well. It was a bit windy, so I couldn't open all the doors. The food came together. We had lots of friends and family come and stay for a while. It was a lot of fun. It was a very non-traditional wedding. Cary and I mostly just walked around and mingled (no line), we didn't get much time to eat (which probably didn't help my mood, sorry to those I snapped at) and that was all. We didn't end up having a cake or cutting the chocolate dipped key lime pie, or really any other wedding traditions, which made me a little bit sad because it would have helped give the party a little bit more structure, but overall for being the bride and wedding planner I'm happy with how it turned out (read: I'm really just happy it's over).

People kept giving us a hardtime for our innocent kisses, so I went for a good one ;)

The honeymoon was a blast! We ate, and ate, and ate some more. We left for Vegas friday morning (after going to our apartment so I could pack :). Now, let me quickly explain why we decided to drive to vegas:

Me, after eating lots

a) I hate flying (I'm not afraid of flying, I just find the restrictions, cramped quarters, and waiting extremely tedious)(interesting tidbit: mark wahlberg hates flying as well... he only flies if it will be more than a day long road trip)

2) Driving allows one to come and go as they please, stop where they want, have conversations without being overheard, eat food at non-exorbitant prices, adjust temperature and music, etc. etc.

Finally, I've always wanted to see a show in Vegas. When I told Cary this, mocking and teasing commenced, but I'm not talking about an infamous "vegas" show... I'm talking about Cirque du Soleil. I've never been and have always wanted to see Cirque du Soleil. So Cary planned the honeymoon and booked a show but wouldn't tell me which show.

As we are driving into Vegas, he asks if I want to know which show we are going to.... not being a patient person (particularly when it comes to wanting to know a secret) I say yes, and he tells me we are going to X-travaganza!

Ha ha ha, obviously I know this is a fake show, but it would have been pretty fun had it been a real show and Cary didn't know and I could have been embarassed for him. Anyhow, we ended up seeing "O" by Cirque du Soleil. It's a water show, and the stage is a pool that continually moves making the stage anywhere from flat to just a wading pool to 20 feet deep. The show was visually stunning. There was so much to watch, it was hard to pick what you focused on. It was seriously one of the funniest shows I've ever seen. I was blown away by the theatrics, acrobatics, and general athleticism. Seeing the show totally made the drive worth it and I highly recommend it! Reward yourself with a Cirque du Soleil and I swear you won't regret it.

In Vegas, we also watched a couple of the fountain shows in front of the Bellagio, ate some great food, and of course played some of the slot machines. We won 50 cent, but got so bored we decided to call it quits. I'm glad I don't have to worry about Cary gambling away our future one day!

We continued on to sunny San Diego saturday. We stayed at the Bristol hotel. It was awesome. They upgraded us to a Suite (very nice of them), and it was a perfect location (right on 1st and C street, between the trolley and buses and 3 blocks from all the downtown happenings).

We ate at Asti, a cute little Italian restaurant where we sat on the patio enjoying our mango mahi mahi and rigatoni with filet mignon (I don't remember the exact name). Both were mouth-wateringly delicious.

Sunday, we decided to tackle the zoo. We actually ran into another couple from Utah on their honeymoon. They told us how they tried to get to church and were headed to see the mormon sites in San Diego (Cary and I didn't even know there are mormon sites in S.D.), anyhow, they were cool I suppose, but I decided I probably wouldn't be friends with them and I'm extremely judgemental.

Anyhow, we grabbed breakfast at Cafe 222. It was on Food Network's "Best thing I ever ate." So of course I got the best thing, which was Banana and Peanut Butter stuffed French toast, and let me tell you it was pretty close to one of the best things I've ever eaten. (Chicago's Bongo Room still stands supreme) But this breakfast definitely satisfied the taste buds. Just walking into the restaurant was a joyride for the senses. Cary got the mexican omelet, which was also worthy of a second visit. Anyhow, enough about food (for now).

The zoo was sweet. It's HUGE. Cary was so excited about every animal exhibit. I, on the other hand, hate most animals (read: I can skip right over fish and birds for sure) and mostly enjoy the lions, tigers, and bears, or pretty much if it comes out of Africa it's cool.

Cary breaking the rules and eating on the sky tram.

This is how he measures up to a polar bear.

Cool masks, eh?

Watch out for the lions! Sick.

He made me try on a hat.

Well we got hungry so we headed back to the hotel and then to Pizzeria Luigi (a place Cary found on Diners, Drive In's and Dives). It was a dive, but the pizza was a perfect blend of flavors and the crust was thin, but satisfying and just the perfect cross between crisp and soft.

It was sunday, (bus only comes every half hour), so we walked back, and got some sweet views of the city.

Monday: I figured SeaWorld would be less crowded, so we headed there. We got on the wrong bus, and had to cross a california highway, and forgot our towels, and other mishaps, but DON'T WORRY... we made it. For all of you who have never made it to SeaWorld... I'm sorry for you. It's a lot of fun, and yes Shamu is as cool as every 4 year old makes him out to be. Although, the shows have gotten a lot cheesier and everything is a little more geared towards children (I'm told this was because of the animals attacking trainers a year or two back). Cary's favorite part was riding the roller coaster with me. I, admittedly, am a total wimp when it comes to roller coasters. I'll ride them, but I get too scared to lift my hands in the air, and I have a look of sheer terror followed by closed eyes and panic at the top of every major drop.

Still having fun :)



We decided to go for a burger monday, and headed to Crazee Burger, where we ate ostrich and kangaroo burgers. Mmmm they were melt in your mouth delicious. The meats were so tender and juicy. The ostrich was more fall apart tender, the kangaroo was slightly more game-y but had a rich flavor that was more distinct. So good.


Tuesday we headed off to Wild Animal Park (or San Diego Safari Park). I'm glad we saved this for tuesday, because apparently they feed the lions a whole leg on tuesdays! This park was freakin' awesome! If it hadn't been 110 degrees, it would have been one of my favorite destinations. The lion ate the leg right in front of me (which terrified me at first, but was actually pretty cool), the giraffes mingled with the buffalo, the baby rhino was adorable, oh and the elephants were really cool! You ride a tram around the park so you can see the animals up close and it felt like jurassic park... minus the raptors.

On the wild animal carousel.

Right before the lion lunged for the leg of meat.

I forget her name, but she just had a baby

I think I'll be a turtle in the next life.

If you're headed to S.D. in the next year, you should definitely hit up the Wild Animal Park-they're going to start racing the cheetahs in a year!

The elephants were a lot of fun to watch.

One view from the safari ride.

It was so blazing hot after two or three hours we headed to the beach. Coronado Island was raved about, so that's where we went. It was pretty nice for a California beach (I'm an NC snob, our beaches are hard to beat). Cary was hilarious. He's such a beach newbie. He was so excited to get in (even though it was still bitterly cold) and then he would have stayed all night building sandcastles and animal sculptures, but I promised we'd rent a beach house next summer in NC and he'd get the full experience.

Cary playing in the sand.

Cary giving me dirty looks for taking pictures of him in his swimsuit.

Anyhow, we headed home on Wednesday, flew out to Colorado on Thursday, had our open house on Friday (it turned out beautifully... much less stressful than the reception), and hung out with family all weekend. Monday we wrapped up the trip with a Ray LaMontagne and David Gray concert (two of Cary's favorites).

Posing for Mama T.

I made sure to get one of the little eclairs at the open house... still chewing.

Now, it's back to the grind. Cary's in school. I miss hanging out with him all day, but I'm getting organized and hopefully I will land a job soon!

All the lights are changing green to red

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

SAN DIEGO: The land of much desert and not so much dessert...

Cary and I just got back from all our travels, and now I have a trashed apartment, no food, and no job (aka a lot to tackle). So what do I do... update you on my honeymoon of course!

First let me address the major letdown that was San Diego's dessert scene.

-Our first night in S.D. we ate at a delicious Italian restaurant recommended by the hotel. The food was ridiculously expensive, but we didn't care since it was equally fantastic. That is, until we get our dessert. Rather full I decided to just have a chocolate gelato. So it comes out and it's 1.5 scoops (read: tiny) and then when we get the bill it was $10!!! Seriously! You have got to be kidding me (read: ruined experience)

-Ghirardelli: This is usually a bankable dessert stop in the few major cities forunate enough to claim it's presence, but our sundae was subpar (probably because we were breaking the sabbath and eating out on sunday)

-Extraordinary desserts: Let me just say with a name like this, expectations are high. Carla's review: more a feast for the eyes than the mouth. There were a lot of cakes, fancy european desserts, homemade ice cream, and nasty cookies. We had two pieces of cake, and while it was good, for $10 a slice you expect it to be mouth watering, something different, something worth returning to S.D. for, yet it mostly reminded me of my favorite Cheesecake Factory desserts and left me wishing we could have gone to The Cheesecake Factory.

-Heavenly Cupcake: Seriously! It was featured on GMA and left soooo much to be desired. Their cupcakes are dry and unimaginative. For a truly fulfilling cupcake hit up Provo's own The sweet tooth fairy, they are the most amazing cupcakes to ever grace my tastebuds!

Ok, but honestly, the honeymoon was a blast. Such a fun vacation... and I'll post all about it after I clean the house some :)