tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56205147600388689932024-03-13T12:43:44.680-07:00Scott FamilyJosh Sharsti JacksonJosh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.comBlogger188125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-74716643126095291292012-12-10T17:40:00.000-08:002012-12-10T17:40:06.444-08:00The MoveSo, some of you may have noticed that I haven't been blogging lately. I got a very unwelcomed notice from blogger saying that all of my picture space was filled and I needed to pay to continue to add pics to my blog. After looking around and finding out several other people got the same message, I decided to move on over to wordpress.com. I also took this chance to start a new kind of blog. It's a running blog. I'll still post all the same things that I did here, but I will talk more about running,food, and of course family. I hope you will continue to read about our adventures over at <a href="http://theblondehairblueeyedrunner.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">Theblondehairblueeyedrunner</a>Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-71758135557252022562012-11-16T15:21:00.001-08:002012-11-16T15:21:11.758-08:00Tacanos and GranddaughtersLast week my Grandpa Dickson, Aunt Christy, and my cousin Callie came down from WA for a quick UT trip. My sister Leah thought it would be a great idea to get all the granddaughters together that are here in UT. We all headed out to Tacanos (perfect choice for my Grandpa, he loves meat!)<br />
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Luckily we headed out at 5pm so we pretty much had the restaurant to ourselves. No seriously, the waiters and servers were hovering over us and were so attentive. It was a wonderful night. I love spending time with my family and getting to see my Grandpa. He's always been such an amazing example to me. I can always talk to him and hear the advice that I need. I was very grateful for that chance to be around him.<br />
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Here the group shot(minus Cydnie, she was unable to make it)<br />
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This weekend I'm hoping to get in a wonderful long run in tomorrow morning with Lindsey, and then I get to walk a 5k with my sister in-laws to raise awareness for domestic abuse.<br />
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What are your plans for the weekend? Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-74504732172811813912012-11-13T20:59:00.001-08:002012-11-13T20:59:54.205-08:00House upgrades<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Josh and I decided to replace the stair banister and railings a couple of weekends ago. We had been planning to do so for awhile, but didn't know exactly what we wanted to do. When you walk into our home, it has a cabin-like feeling. But as you continue throughout the home, it seemed disconnected. The railing didn't match, the carpet was awful and white(not a good color when you have a child), and the walls were pretty bare.<br />
So, our plan was to get new rod iron banisters, wood railings, paint the walls, and get new carpet.<br />
We really love how it all turned out. I think our house looks more cohesive. The carpet makes the house look totally new! It was a long process and difficult since we didn't have railings for about a week. Jackson and I were pretty sick of being stuck in one room all day so we had tried to stay away from home as much as possible.<br />
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Don't worry, that didn't put a dent in my lazy plans for the day. I joined J and put my sweats on and we cuddled and hung out on the couch most of the day as the snow continued to fall. When I woke up, I wanted to get my run in, so I jumped on the treadmill and did 5 miles while J ate some snacks and played next to me. Josh came home and had the same idea as me, he had got Kneaders for dinner and stocked us up on all of my favorite treats=)<br />
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Saturday we all woke up feeling good, so I brought J downstairs with me while I did a quick 3 miles. I looked out the window and saw snow, a whole bunch of it! I had planned on running a Crazy Course 5k with my friend Vanessa. I was pretty hesitant since I don't have very good cold weather gear. Fortunately, Vanessa encouraged me to take on the adventure. I wore 2 pairs of pants, 3 shirts, gloves, a beanie, and a hood. The Crazy Course Turkey Run in Draper is a 3.3 mile run over trails, road, neighborhoods, and some train tacks. Ya, it was wild.<br />
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I ended up winning my age group and getting a turkey! That was my goal, and had told my mom I really wanted to win the turkey haha Once I realized how crazy wet, snowy, cold, and bizarre the course was I didn't think I'd win. Fortunately, my age group was pretty small=)<br />
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The other day we headed down to see Whitney and Calvin. Whitney showed us a park nearby where we had a picnic lunch. It was so beautiful out. The boys loved running around, going down slides, and playing in the dirt, ya know boy stuff.<br />
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<br />Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-19175907310759463052012-11-01T14:19:00.001-07:002012-11-01T14:19:44.589-07:00Jackson was a very sour pumpkin last night. He wanted nothing to do with walking around the neighborhood, which normally he would be over joyed to do. He was distracted by my in-laws horses and only wanted to go and nay at them. Fortunately, after 2 of 4 houses he realized he was getting candy and became a bit more excited about it.<br />
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My MIL made homemade Cafe Rio, it was bomb, enjoyed dessert, and like most of our nights, we were entertained by these two.<br />
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Now that it's a new month, I wanted to reflect on some of my monthly favorites:<br />
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Favorite run:<br />
Easy, the Haunted Half I ran with friends. I'm really proud of this race because I really felt like I was strong enough for the hills. I never felt defeated and kept on running.<br />
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Favorite fall event:<br />
Going to the Cornfield/pumpkin patch with my parents and sisters. I really enjoyed having my mom stay with me and see family every.single. day.<br />
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I'm ready to embrace November. Here are my goals:<br />
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Run 100 miles-<a href="http://joshandsharsti.blogspot.com/2012/10/pile-on-miles.html" target="_blank">*Pile on the Miles*</a>(Nov. 1-Dec.1), if you want to join and walk/run more miles than pounds during the holiday season, do it! Tell me in the comments your mile goals=) <br />
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Spend more one-on-one play time with J<br />
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Listen more than talk<br />
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Enjoy every bit of San Fran with Josh and J, even if J doesn't sleep well. . .<br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;">What are your goals for this month??</span><br />
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<br />Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-36426217919048406802012-10-29T17:53:00.000-07:002012-10-29T17:56:05.775-07:00Girls night and biting off more than I can chewWinter is here or maybe it's just giving us in UT a sneak peak? Snow, ice, and cold mornings have been going on in these parts and even though I professed my hate for snow only a few days ago, it's actually inspired me in a couple of ways.<br />
Josh and I have been talking about doing some upgrades in our home for awhile now. Finally we felt like it was the right time and so we've been carpet hunting, paint shopping, and banister/railing exploring. I'm so excited to see the finish product. It's happening a lot sooner than we expected(very good thing) but it's left us trying to paint before Monday*edited to add: we finished painting, but still have one wall to touch up*. Luckily, it started snowing and it's inspired me to stay inside and get as much done while J takes his naps or when he goes down to bed. I hope we're not biting off more than we can chew. Cross your fingers that all will go according to plan!*more edits because I forgot to publish this, our carpet is back ordered till next week! Now our stairs and hallways have exposed nails, blah! Only a few pics for now, I'll post the finished work next week.(or the next...)<br />
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Moving on, lately I get up and crave to run on the treadmill because it warms me up. I turn the heat on, run, and J plays and we get all toasty. During the other seasons I always hate running on the treadmill because I think about how I could/should be outside running in the beautiful weather. I have no such feelings when it's snowing and freezing outside. I hope I find some new ways that snow can be a positive force in my life because if this is no sneak peak, then I'm in for a long winter.<br />
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And on a totally random note, but definitely worth noting, Wednesday night the girls all got together. We met at Liz's new apartment and caught up on each others' lives. I was sad because I could only stay for a bit, but I love getting together with these crazy ladies.<br />
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Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-90188555072741250092012-10-24T08:07:00.000-07:002012-10-24T08:07:01.279-07:00Pile on the MilesI follow a running blog called<a href="http://runeatrepeat.com/2012/10/23/pile-on-the-miles-2012/" target="_blank"> Run Eat Repeat</a> where the author, Monica, is having a 'Pile on the Miles' challenge. The challenge runs from November 1st - December 1st. You can read all the info and sign up <a href="http://runeatrepeat.com/2012/10/23/pile-on-the-miles-2012/" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
I joined not because I think I'll win(but if I happen to win some of the giveaways go me!) but because I love the thought of moving more and piling on miles instead of pounds during the holiday season. The challenge is simply run or walk as often as possible and whoever does more miles wins. I aimed high(for me) for 100 miles. That's about 25 miles a week. I usually only do about 15-20 miles on a good week so I'm definitely going to try and push myself. I hope you are inspired to join even if you walk all your miles, it's still a great accomplishment.<br />
Here's to moving more=)<br />
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ps you can add the widget to your blog too, just click the link above. It'll bring you to Monica's blog and she has posted the code. Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-19310160716333121152012-10-21T11:53:00.001-07:002012-10-21T11:53:23.327-07:00The Haunted Half race recap<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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#4 is down in the books. It was my <i>real </i>last half of the season because like I mentioned in my last post, I hate the cold. I am doing a turkey trot 5k with my friend Vanessa, but I'll bundle up.<br />
Let's get down to the nitty gritty of the race. I woke up at 6:15 bright eyed and bushy taled because to me, anything past 6am is not too early. Dressed in my borrowed bumble bee costume and waited in my car for Amanda. Hmm, she just called and said she was outside, but no one was outside. . . I quickly call her back and tell her she's at the wrong house and don't try and walk in(I had told her to just walk in to my house). Whew, luckily she didn't but was just about to! haha oh Amanda. Moving on, we finally met up, picked up Lindsay and were on the road to Salt Lake City Capitol building by 7am. Found parking super easy, used the bathroom and waited about a half hour for a bus to shuttle us to the start (6 miles up Emigration Canyon).<br />
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Can I just say what a beautiful morning it was? Seriously! The canyon was gorgeous, and although it was a bit chilly, it warmed up quite a bit throughout the course. I was really hot in my long sleeve. Luckily, a very kind bus driver let us sit on his heated bus until the start, heaven sent! Ate half a banana and then it was go time.<br />
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Flew by. Lindsay and I chatted away and took in the beautiful houses, canyon, and weather. (Amanda cruised on ahead after mile 1, she's a rockstar).<br />
No seriously, she was an 80's rockstar<br />
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Again, they really just flew by. We were chuggin along, had a great pace. No worries. Until. . .<br />
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Miles 7-10.5?<br />
HILLS! There were exactly 5, yes I counted them, hills that were steep hard hills. They just wouldn't quit. At mile 10 Lindsay stopped to stretch and she politely told me to continue on. Luckily the hills decided to stop*note to self, read the fine print of race course details, sheesh<br />
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Felt great, picked up the speed and realized if I really pushed it I could beat my time of 1:53. So I kept pushing it and then I came upon a car? There was a car in the middle of the race just driving along at like 2 mph. what? really? There wasn't much race support, road blocks, or anything so that was pretty annoying. Luckily I found a way to squeeze by and move on.<br />
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It was downhill so I just started to sprint. By the last yard to the finish my legs felt like complete jello and I was worried I trip. I didn't. I beat my time by 1 minute! A min is a min to me. I'm so glad I could end my race season on a high note. I felt really good after and just really enjoyed the race!<br />
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The race itself: the aid stations were great, had enough water, gatorade, gu's. But the website said there would be fun activities like bobbing for apples, a donut eating contest, etc. There were no such things. No zombies chasing us, and they promised a big party at the finish with delicious grub. Nope, not even a water bottle. You had to pour your own water that was quickly running out. I didn't even get any free candy or granola bars. All they had left were animal crackers and apples, really? VERY poorly done(there were still so many more runners to come and the water was practically gone when I got there). <br />
But I loved dressing up, being with friends, and it was just a great race. Hopefully next year it'll get better.<br />
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Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-6481328477087455242012-10-20T12:06:00.001-07:002012-10-20T12:06:29.267-07:00FALL LALALAMore Fallness because I'm soaking it in. I love the long sleeve sweater/light jacket weather. I dread, like really dread more than 1 day of winter. Maybe this year will change my mind? I highly doubt it. That's besides the point. We went to Thanksgiving Point to check out their petting zoo with Whitney's play group. Wednesdays my sisters and I try and get together because it's usually the day that works for everyone. Unfortunately, Leah had some important things come up and couldn't make it down but Neeley and Brittyn came along=)<br />
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<br />Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-76606747730276439342012-10-19T09:34:00.000-07:002012-10-19T09:34:07.683-07:00A lossToday my cousin Maddie and her husband Josh have to lay their sweet baby boy McCartney to rest. Monday, Maddie found out only a couple days before her little boy was to be born that he had passed away. I can only imagine the pain, hurt, frustration, and sorrow that they must be feeling. All week I have cried for them. Maddie and I have always been close. The whole Dickson side is. . . Throughout the week I kept feeling guilty that I was able to have Jackson. I kept praying that Maddie and Josh and the whole family would be comforted and know that Heavenly Father loves them. That's when I realized I need to stop feeling guilty and feel <i>grateful. </i><br />
I'm so grateful that Maddie knows that she will see her baby again. That through the <a href="https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2006/10/the-plan-of-salvation?lang=eng" target="_blank">Plan of Salvation </a>her family can be together forever. I'm grateful that she's in WA and has so much family around her to support her and Josh. I'm so grateful for Josh for being such a great husband to Maddie during this tragedy. I hate that I can't be there for my cousin, but I'm so grateful that <i> </i>the Holy Ghost can be there for her and so can the Dickson and the Albright side.<br />
I love you Maddie and Josh. I'm thinking of you guys and you're in my prayers. I mourn for your loss and our loss as a family. Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-22564499911133266762012-10-18T08:11:00.000-07:002012-10-18T08:11:47.017-07:00A Witch Hunt<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I was invited by my sweet friend Vanessa where we met up with other mommas Jennifer and Aubrey. I also brought Whitney along on our witch hunt. Surprisingly, the scavenger hunt was difficult and we didn't complete it. We had a lot of fun looking through the shops and having lunch. I think my favorite shop was the Quilt shop, the fabrics were so beautiful.<br />
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We found this witch while we were waiting for the rest of the group. Look at all those leaves! Fall is definitely here.Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-30788636669843138862012-10-17T12:16:00.000-07:002012-10-17T12:16:59.779-07:00Fall Family FunThere are so many fun activities to do in the fall. I have a post-it note in my planner of all my 'fall ideas' and it's rather crammed.<br />
Saturday night we headed to Josh's parents fall festivity at the church. The boys had a lot of fun at the 'petting zoo.' Jackson was a bit frightened at first of the goats, but Calvin was ready to go to head to head with them. He's a brave little guy!<br />
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Aunt Lishy was brave enough to bring both of them on the little train ride. Right before it was going to start J stood up and didn't want to go so Calvin and Alisha rode around.<br />
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There was a delicious soup dinner(chili cook off) and some awesome pumpkin carving. I forgot to document those, I was too busy eating=)<br />
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We finished the night with Avengers at our place and popcorn. Unfortunately, everyone fell asleep except the Josh's, oops!Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-40859581618490809912012-10-16T07:27:00.001-07:002012-10-16T07:27:21.819-07:00mom's in town, and a long run<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This week has been a busy one. My dad left on Monday to get back to work, but my mom got to stay a whole extra week! My sisters and I take turns having her stay with us and fortunately it was my turn. My favorite times are just when we can relax and chat. I loved coming home in high school on the weekends and talking to my mom about the nights events. Now we just talk about real life stuff, like how I can convince my dad's boss to open a new dental office here in Draper . . .<br />
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I love just having my mom along with me doing the day to day things, it sure cuts our phone bill in half. We had fun shopping at Thai Pan, playing at the park with the kids, going to book club, and Brittany's baby shower. (had to drop my mom off at the airport after, tears, k enough talking about it).<br />
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Saturday morning before the baby shower my friend Lindsay and I set out to do 10 miles before our race next week.(my mom slept at Leah's Friday to help with Shower stuff) It was dark, cold, and windy. Luckily it lightened up before too long and the miles ticked by, well, for Lindsay. Unfortunately, by mile 6 I was done. I'm so glad I had a partner to run with because I probably would've quit, but we finished.<br />
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*edited to add: my heel has really been hurting me since the run and I took yesterday(monday off) and I'm taking today in hopes of a 100% better heal by race day Saturday!!!<br />
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Here's to resting!Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-18088957014559892532012-10-06T10:53:00.001-07:002012-10-07T10:52:19.862-07:00teeter totters, pumpkins, and model homes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My parents are in town! If you've been reading my blog for even a day, you'd know I'm really close with my family. This week my parents are in town to watch <a href="https://www.lds.org/general-conference/october-2012-landing-page?lang=eng" target="_blank">this</a>. And of course to spend time with me, I mean all of these girls. . .<br />
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Friday I picked them up from Salt Lake and brought them to a model home to show them how beautiful UT is and their homes. They loved the 25,000 reasons why they should move to UT list I recited to them on the way. . .<br />
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After we headed to Neeley's house and met up with the rest of the clan and made our way to the pumpkin patch. Last year J slept the whole time. This year, he LOVED it! Josh stayed behind this year, I think it had something to do with football. . .<br />
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We finally made it inside where there's a whole courtyard/field of fun activities.<br />
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There was a corn maze after this, but we <strike>walked</strike> ran through it because J really just wanted to sit and play with the corn on the path. No time for pics.<br />
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Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-59371104766081734902012-10-04T11:12:00.003-07:002012-10-04T11:12:41.293-07:00Craftiness<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I'm not crafty. Unless you count pinning cute things on pinterest. But, I'm trying. I'm trying to be crafty so I can explore new hobbies that I may actually like. I'm also more proud of things when I can say I did them myself. I found the <i>easiest</i> fall craft to do.<br />
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Glitter fall pumpkins! You can always buy really cute fall decor, but I like to find bargains and those usually mean diy. Joanne's is having a 50% off Halloween sale so I bought the pumpkins for $3(6 in a bag), glitter for $4 a bottle(I had a 20% off entire purchase coupon too), and Whitney brought the modge podge. We had a lot of fun doing the craft together and adding some sparkle to our fall decor.<br />
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I mentioned Whitney above. Now, she <i>is</i> crafty and often talks me into doing them with her. A couple of weeks ago she asked if I wanted to make a skirt with her. We got the tutorial from <a href="http://elleapparel.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Leanne</a> and spent all day entertaining our boys and sewing these cute maxi skirts. Oh, did I mention she had to teach me how to use my sewing machine? I was taught but hadn't used it in, ever, so she had to re-teach me. She's the best. I love my skirt. The end.<br />
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Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-68942399760573659802012-10-02T12:08:00.000-07:002012-10-02T12:08:08.782-07:00Fall colors and upcoming racesFor family night we wanted to back to the canyon that we recently took our family pictures at. During the pictures Jackson would get so upset that we weren't letting him play in the dirt, rocks, and leaves. We decided to take him back and let him get dirty while we enjoyed the b.e.a.u.tiful scenery. The canyon is right by Josh's parents house so on our way up we called them, well they were already going there too! Great minds think a like. . .<br />
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I know I said my last half was my last, but I couldn't resist this one last race of the season. There's a Haunted Half in Salt Lake and I found a promo code, so it was only $30!! The one in Provo is $70 and I really wanted to run it but couldn't justify the price so I'm so glad I found the Haunted Half. I even convinced two of my friends (Amanda and Lindsay) to run it with me. I'm so excited and need some costume ideas, so let me hear em'!<br />
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<br />Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-45918949427011479042012-10-01T19:34:00.001-07:002012-10-01T19:34:59.935-07:00Where them girls atThis is well over do, but after my race a couple of Saturdays ago I met up with some of the best ladies in the state of UT. These girls have been on the blog a lot, cuz their just the best. (we were missing Amanda=/)<br />
We met up at Zuppas for some delicious lunch. I got the clam chowder and extra bread(thanks Liz!) I love that you get a free chocolate dipped strawberry with your meal!<br />
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We were seated near the door and Jackson loved telling everyone hi and bye as they passed. He loved flirting with the girls. J is a social butterfly, butterfly? hmmm he's a social fly, ya that's more masculine. Anyway, I caught a couple cute pics of him schmoozing with the ladies. I love getting together with my girls, I always leave missing them and looking forward to our next get together.<br />
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<br />Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-78325145771040434452012-09-23T20:19:00.001-07:002012-09-23T20:19:16.049-07:00These boys belong in the zooMy cousin in-law Charlene has an awesome pass to the Hogle Zoo and can get 2 people in for FREE! Whitney and I were lucky enough to get invited this past Friday. We had so much fun! It was perfect cooler weather and wasn't very crowded at all.<br />
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Charlene had been telling us about the new polar bear and sea lion exhibit. I was excited, but I had no idea just how cool it would be. The polar bear totally put on a show for us and would come right up to the window and then push off. (I forgot my camera so these are from my phone, sorry for poor quality)<br />
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The boys and Charlene's daughter Halle had such a good time. Halle was the perfect little tour guide and the little boys just trotted around together pounding on all the windows.<br />
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Thanks again Charlene for thinking of us, it was such a blast!!Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-8841883024203433542012-09-22T13:55:00.001-07:002012-09-22T13:55:18.584-07:00Big Cottonwood Canyon Half, the good the bad the uglyFortunately my neighbors were running the same race so they graciously gave me a ride. I think the one thing that I stress about most is driving to races. I get so nervous that I won't find parking, I'll be late, or get lost so it was nice to take the stress off.<br />
This race was another early morning wake up call, 4am! We got to the buses about 4:45am and made it 11 miles up Big Cottonwood at 5:30am. It was pretty dark and freezing. I had brought warm clothes but it wasn't enough, luckily the race provided space blankets and they helped so much. I chatted with my neighbor, ate a banana, and before I knew it, it was time to start around 6:33am.<br />
Their were pacers at this race, but I had to choose between a 2 hour pacer or 1:45 pacer. My goal was to run it in 1:50 so I started with the 1:45 pacers. Um, it killed me! By mile 4 I already felt tired and worn out. I started freaking out because I thought I blew the race. I started walking and even kind of tearing up. Some nice gentleman stopped and asked if I was okay, I said I was fine, but in my head my pride was hurt. I wanted to quit. If I had had my phone with me I would've called Josh and told him to come get me. Luckily, I didn't so I decided to get over myself and the 23 some people that just flew by me and told myself, " Run your own race." I put my music on and followed the white line on the road. I ran extremely slow and just talked myself into getting to the next water station(2 miles away). I stopped at every aid station, got water, and just took it easy up till mile 8. <br />
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I finally started feeling okay, my side ache was gone, and I finally started enjoying the scenery and had realized that the time really had gone by so fast. I couldn't believe I was already almost to mile 10. Mile 10 I spotted the 2 hour pacer and was so ecstatic! I couldn't believe I had caught up to him and had a chance to beat my time. Did I mention this race is ALL downhill? At mile 10 it started descending a lot and I thought to myself, "I can do this, just keep it up." So I turned my music up louder and just ran.<br />
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I crossed the finish line at 8:23am and they didn't have a clock like other races had, so I just heard the announcer as I crossed say 1:53. But according to when we started(6:33am) and my watch, I think my official time will be closer to 1:50!! I can't believe I made my goal and I'm so glad I didn't decide to give up. Mentally, this race was by far my hardest.<br />
Thanks again to all my family and supporters. Especially these cuties=)<br />
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Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-16672401027041324382012-09-09T20:44:00.002-07:002012-09-09T20:44:48.718-07:00Birthday CelebrationsIt's no secret that I love my Birthday. It's hard not to when my husband comes home for lunch with these:<br />
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Then we got a visit from some of our favorite people. Whitney even brought me gifts. My family and friends are just too kind to me. I feel so loved.<br />
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Later that night I met my sisters and their husbands at CPK in Salt Lake. The food was delicious and nothing beats family=) Don't worry the party doesn't stop there.<br />
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Saturday night we went to the UT state fair with Josh's family. J loved all the animals and lights. He even had fun at the rodeo with a very loud and rambunctious fellow behind us. . .<br />
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Partying still didn't stop there. Sunday my MIL Lee Ann threw Whitney and I a combined Birthday dinner. We both requested the same dinner, great minds think alike. I made some strawberry cheesecake cupcakes from my new recipe book and Whitney made incredibly delicious lemon bars topped with lemon butter cream. . .<br />
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I think Josh had to roll me to our car at the end of the night. I was so stuffed of the best foods. I'm gonna have to give this Birthday weekend 5 stars, until next year. Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-17095124107097633352012-09-06T15:59:00.001-07:002012-09-06T16:41:06.225-07:00We have fun togetherThe other night we decided we needed to get out of the house. We headed over to the local strip mall by our house that includes a Pet Smart. J loved looking at all the animals. It's pretty much a free zoo...<br />
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After, we needed to do something about Jackson's hair situation. He's finally grown some, but it's gotten pretty long and straggly. Josh and I teamed up and gave J his first hair cut.<br />
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The weather has been a little cooler and the trees on the mountain behind us are already changing colors. It put me in the mood to bake. So, today J and I made some banana bread. I love that he gets excited with me to do things.<br />
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Lately towards the end of the night Jackson turns into a wild monkey. All you other parents out there I'm sure are well aware of this transformation but it's new to us. haha He'll just start flopping around, cracking himself up, and making loud bursts of noise. Josh and I just look at each other and laugh like what have we created?? haha<br />
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We have fun together doing the little things. I love my little family.Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-5512459072949291242012-09-04T12:16:00.002-07:002012-09-04T12:16:50.603-07:00LIfe latelyPictures to update you on what we've been up to lately. . .<br />
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J had his 1 year appt, a month ago. He's very healthy and did great during his shots. Unfortunately, a week after his shots he broke out in a rash(not contagious and it's common). He was sad, and uncomfortable with the rash and his new front teeth coming in.<br />
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We've been spending a lot of time with family and friends<br />
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Riding bikes with cousins<br />
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Yesterday morning during J's bath, he was cracking himself up. He would make 'bubbles' in the bath, if you catch my drift, and laugh! haha<br />
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Birthday party for his friend Lacey<br />
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Josh traveled to California for work and J thought he was going, so he threw his binky in to secure his spot.<br />
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We're loving the beautiful weather and try and play outside a lot. We went on a family walk up temple quarry in Sandy.<br />
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That brings us up to speed with today. Today we're playing with cousin Calvin while his mom gives Flu shots. They are best buds and I've been laughing all morning. They both just woke from their naps, little sleepy eyes. They're just too cute!<br />
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Jordan and Celeste's wedding was classic. It was beautiful. Perfect and such a happy day. We all love Celeste so much. We couldn't be happier for the both of them and their new little family of 4.<br />
Celeste's family did such a beautiful job with everything. I loved the 'milk and cookies' bar=)<br />
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The next weekend was my sisters wedding. We decided(my mom and sisters) that we'd do all the food ourselves. The reception was also in my parents backyard. My parents did more work than I think we'll ever know in the yard. It looked so beautiful. They had a lot of help from my talented Aunt Linda as well. She was a HUGE help. My mom's sisters also helped with the flowers and the wedding cake!<br />
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The week leading up was a lot of work. Everyday we had scheduled what we need to be baking or cooking. We also were trying to entertain all the kids. Although it was a lot of work I wouldn't have wanted to do it with anyone else. We all had so many laughs and great memories. We had fun experimenting with all the delicious food. Our theme was "The bite size bride" because my sister Bree is so short. All the food was mini. Mini cupcakes, cheese cakes, pies, wafer cookies, chocolate covered strawberries and lemon bars. We also had pasta salad, fruit, veggies, bruchetta, chicken sandwiches, and a candy bar.<br />
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The day was amazing and a lot of fun. The bride and groom looked so happy. At the end of the day we ended with a big dance party. It was a great celebration to an end of the week of weddings. <br />
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It was so nice to be together with the entire family. Seriously, all 7 brothers and sisters were there. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another night we went to my sister in laws mom's house </td></tr>
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Throughout the week we realized we had about 8 people in the family that was having/had a Birthday. So, we had a giant Birthday bash for them all with cake and salmon, so delish!<br />
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Family if forever and I wouldn't have it any other way.Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620514760038868993.post-25444356310090661832012-08-19T15:18:00.002-07:002012-08-19T15:18:18.103-07:00Lake Powell (picture overload)Last year Josh and I weren't able to go to Lake Powell because I was pregnant and on bed rest. We were so excited to go this year and to experience it with Jackson.<br />
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Josh's parents rented a house in Page with his aunt and uncle. There were 14 adults and 5 kids in one house, and it was a lot of fun. We loved being able to come back from a day on the lake and take showers, make our own cooked meals, and hang out as a big family.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the back patio and view</td></tr>
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The lake was perfect. The babes would play in the sand and water for hours and then we'd take them on a boat ride and they'd fall fast asleep, perfect!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the shaded baby 'enclosure' </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">J loved looking out on the boat</td></tr>
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Jackson turned 1 while we were down there so I made cupcakes and Josh got him some presents to open. He spent his Birthday exactly how I'd imagine he'd want to. Eating cake, playing in water and dirt all day, and being with his cousins.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"I Am 1" shirt</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">loved his present</td></tr>
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Everyday was spent out on the lake. It was a great way to relax and enjoy the summer heat.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">first day launching the boat</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">tubing with Whit, my favorite thing!</td></tr>
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The last day was a Sunday so we headed to church in Page. Then headed home=(<br />
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We loved the lake and can't wait for next year=)Josh&Sharstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04743844501249805827noreply@blogger.com0