Me, Quirky??? Nah...

I've finally decided to honor the whole tagging charade this little blogging world has created. So here you have it - some of my quirks.

• I HATE belly buttons. I think they got to be one of the grossest, dirtiest, smelliest, yuckiest parts of the body. I mean, hello??? It's a big hole in the middle of your middle. Patrick loves to stick his finger in his and then chase me with it. He once paid me 5 minutes of feet rub per second that I swooshed my finger in his belly button. The WORST 3 seconds of my life. GROSS.


• I can not, no way, no how, get a brain freeze. And trust me, I've tried. Pretty cool huh?


• You know when you see an actor and you know they're in something else but you can not for the life of you remember?? Well I am unusually good at figuring it out. I know it sounds kind of weird and fairly stupid, but I really feel like it's one of my great talents in life or something and I am totally awesome at it. "Who her?? Woman #2 on this old episode of Seinfeld?? Easy, Elle's friend on Legally Blonde who does her nails and likes the UPS guy. Duh." I know, you are all so envious.


• I feel like there are two types of people in this world: Twizler people, and Red Vine people. Let me make it clear that I AM A RED VINE WOMAN. And I love them... LOVE them. Now I don't know how you Twizler lovers even call that morphed wax licorice, but it is despicable. I almost feel like Twizler people should just live in a Twizler colony while all of us real licorice lovers live on in normalcy. Wow, that was harsh, sorry. But Twizlers... seriously??


• I can totally do the splits. Shocked? Ya, I'm surprisingly flexible for a 6 foot Amazon.


• I have an obsession with putting things together. Like every time something says "assembly required" my heart does this little leap of joy knowing that as soon as we get home I get to sit and work on it. And I squealed with delight when I got a 400 piece set of K'Nex for my birthday... as in this past 24th birthday. Squealed.

State Fair

NEED I SAY MORE????

Well yes, I guess I should, but isn't fair food the real reason you even truck your hiney all the way to downtown Phoenix and join yourself with the scum of the earth in the first place?? haha, just a joke my friends... kind of. Anyways, we had a surprise visit from part of the Forbis clan this past weekend and had lots of fun and decided to add the AZ State Fair to the list. Not as glamorous as I remember as a wee one, but we still had fun.

We even got Calvin in on the fried goodness action... heehee

Paige found her future calling - a 4H champion goat contender

The petting zoo was pretty great - yes folks, A GIRAFFE!

Aww... so special with the giant lit-up food palace in the backround.

And Paige had the BEST time with Gma Forbis playing dress-up, reading books, and everything else she could squeeze into a weekend - such cute little buddies!

Cabin Fever

We got to go up to my parents' cabin this past weekend and had SO MUCH FUN!!! Seriously, it was so nice to just get out of town and not worry about a darn thing. We had some great adventures. It was so strange to be taking Paige to all the places I went at her age and show her all the crazy/silly little things I did up there back in the day. I swear it feels like I was just there a month ago playing mud wars with all my siblings. That's it, I'm officially getting old. But I still wouldn't mind a good mud war or two...

We decided (accidently) to take the Apache Trail/Roosevelt Dam route up to Payson. It may have taken us 5 hours instead of 2 but man was it a site to see. And yes, those planks of wood are the sorry excuse for a gaurd rail keeping us from crashing to our death on the smallest one lane dirt road I've EVER seen - way to go AZ.

"Chapstick??? What chapstick??"

Had some good bonding time with cousin Tate.

And cousin Celyn.

Calvin did a lot of snugling and my mom didn't mind a bit - it was chilly!
Did some ATV riding - I swallowed a bug for the millionth time in my life - awesome.
Did some hiking - this was Paige's prefered mode of transportation.

Had some great times with Pop Pop and Ganky. (we don't really call them that but don't you think we should?)
Some more snugling for Cal.
Paige had her first REAL s'more.
It was successful.


And what woodsy trip would be complete without a bonfire??? LOVE that smokey smell.

Oh the Joy

I am so grateful for fun/happy times like this that make all the screaming, crying, tantrum throwing, spit up-ing, poop-smearing, hitting, no napping, door slamming and insanely loud yelling worth every single minute. Oh, and with an occasional whimper from the kids, hahaha.

I just LOVE these kiddos

Cal's a big fan of patty-cake

Paige trying to shmooze her way into the "just boys" photo

Such a happy little booger

This kid has got to be a little rascal in the making cause he can get away with just about anything with me - love that goober!