Come On, Kanye

I'm a fan of Kanye West and can't stand Taylor Swift...but really? Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough at award shows, Kanye?

MTV Shows

A Bit Surreal

The day we left Washington D.C. to head up to Philadelphia, my cousin dropped us off at the Metro station at the Pentagon. It was the morning of July 4th so it was quiet, nobody at work or on their way to a meeting. But it was a little...too quiet. I couldn't help but think what it was like the morning of September 11, 2001. Pure chaos, I imagine. As we waited for the train, I, for some reason, kept anticipating something to happen.

When we arrived in New York City, one of the sites I wanted to visit was Ground Zero. We took the subway straight to the World Trade Center, line E. Again, getting off the subway, you couldn't help but picture what had taken place in the same spot, almost 8 years earlier. I'm not sure I if I was the only one that was taken back, since most people seemed to be going about their daily routines. The buildings surrounding Ground Zero...how much damage did they sustain? How far did the debris, dust, etc. travel? We walked across a pedestrian bridge that gave us a glimpse of what will soon stand in the spot of the towers. We visited a mall across the street that gave us another view of what was once there. We greeted a police officer (with a true NY accent...I complimented him on it). How long had he been with the force? Did he help save anyone on 9/11?

I was glad we were able to visit but the feelings I felt there are something I wish not to feel again. Knowing that people risked their lives, lost their lives, in the spot where I was. It reminded me of Dachau, last summer.

Never A Dull Moment

We spent Saturday with my family, going to Alameda and the Oakland Temple. To finish the day off, my dad accidentally dropped his keys into a patch of trees about 10 feet(?) below us. How did he retrieve them?

Movin' On Up

1st - Mark Ellis signed my shirt in Boston

2nd - Mark Ellis gave me his pink wristband
3rd - We attempt to get a bat. We'll see if he's as generous as Jack Cust.

Its 1st Appearance

Keep 'Em Comin'

From this...

To this...(Don't be fooled...he really does like me)

With this in the middle...

• 10 years of knowing each other
  
• 5 years of dating
• 3 years of marriage
• 1 Lime on the way
  

It's Alive!

I'm not talking about The Lime inside of me, although it's alive too.

I was driving to work one day this week and was behind a GTO. We took off from a stoplight and a familiar aroma filled the air...exhaust.

My dad has a '65 Mustang and so that smell is quite familiar. If you ever rode in the mustang, you always ended up smelling like exhaust. I remember my sister, Amy, bringing along an article of clothing to "cover up" with so that the clothes she was wearing weren't tainted.



LaVor has a '63 Falcon that gets started every once in a while. Roughly 2 years ago, he started it up and several neighbors poked their heads out of their homes to see what that horrible noise was. It was us. *waves*

He's been on a kick lately to get the Falcon running 24/7, which is great since we're still paying insurance on it, even though it sits in the garage.

He requested that I post a video of him starting it up. It made the house shake and the house now smells like exhaust :o)