Injuries, Pictures, Pies...that's life!

I haven't written in almost a month. How could I? I'd say I was pretty busy...but that's probably a cop-out. In reality it may just have to do with the fact that truly nothing interesting has happened in the last little bit combined with little time (and when I do have time, I would rather watch a tv show). So here it goes. Since my last post was about my knee I will do a quick update: I am going to physical therapy 3 times a week. He says that I probably hurt my patella really bad as well as my MCL. So those 2 things are giving me a little bit of trouble these days. It had been getting better, not noticing as much pain, but yesterday I woke up and it was NOT doing well. Lame! The only reason I am irritated that my knee still isn't working properly is because I WANT TO PLAY FOOTBALL FOR TURKEY DAY! But it seems that is just too much to ask for this year. Lame again! Oh well, I might just sneak in a few games for Thanksgiving without letting my PT know about it (He already told me I am not to be trusted...he doesn't think I can simply not play competitive sports...it's in my blood, and on my mind). Anywho, that is all with that. 

Other things: I have done 2 picture sessions in the last month! YAYAYA! One was with my cousin, I did their family pictures (And then ended up announcing their pregnancy with the pictures, Maybe I'll post?) But either way, CONGRATS Mayer family. The other pictures I took were for a gal in my ward. Her baby is sooo cute! I was incredibly delighted to take her pictures. They had wonderful picture ideas and I think they turned out amazing! 

I also made my first ever homemade banana cream pie. If you know me, baking was never at the top of my skills list when I was younger. In fact, it wasn't near the middle either. I was TERRIBLE at it. I ruined everything I touched...I always found a way. Forgetting to half all ingredients, skipping a step, doing something too early/too late, forgetting an ingredient completely, the list goes on and on. So now that I am actually getting better, I am overjoyed! This pie turned out wonderfully. Me and Tay both really enjoyed it, so now I am going to make one for Thanksgiving next week. YAY!

Lots of pictures! But you know pictures are my weakness. Feedback is always wonderful. Thanks Mayers and Blacks for letting me take your pictures!

Share with your friends! :) haha. 

And Here I Thought I Was Getting Obsessed

For your viewing pleasure

I haven't written in something like 2 days. WEIRD! I thought I was hooked. Maybe it has something to do with the downer in my life...my knee is temporarily 'out of service,' and it sucks. I saw a legit doctor, and they told me my meniscus could be torn. Do you know what that means? Something about the cushion between my tibia and thigh bone is torn and will need surgery to fix it. Lame sauce. I am waiting on an MRI for confirmation. I'm hoping that this turns out like all the other ones, where I heal over night and can soon flatten my leg all the way, and bring it in all the way too. I swear I have super healing powers of some sort because every time I kill my knee or ankle it magically revives itself. For instance, just last week, I did something crazy to my (other) knee during my soccer class, and it turned mega purple. 15 minutes later...it was gone!!! BIBLE!!! I don't know what is up with that. But, me likes. So I got me a brace and some crutches after the doctors recommendation yesterday and will now be using those for a few days to see if my lil leg will heal itself again. This will be fun times. I must shout out to dearest Taylor. He carried me around everywhere for the first day and got me everything I needed so I was well taken care of. He couldn't have done a better job. I love you bubba, thanks! 

Also, my friend Brooke is here for the weekend, she is staying with us. I love that little girlie because we are besties. She is getting married in 2 months... and I'm excited. Especially since she asked me to be a bridesmaid. Awesome! I love my friends. 

Anyway, have a good day. Next time this will be better. I'm just waiting for all my little secrets to burst...so they are no longer secrets and can be shared. Love to all. 

Good job everyone!

(I should learn that in a different language so it doesn't get old)

FIREHOUSE SUB!

Um I'm just gonna be pretty blatant in this post. I love Firehouse Subs. My papa smurf (aka Dad) introduced it to me when I lived in Vegas, back in the good ol' days of High School and Teaparties (not serious). But I did love those days, living with my family. Anywho, I have longed for it since my move to Provo and have sadly had to eat at other food places that are subpar. Me and Tay were out and about one night when I decided I wanted Panda Express. No big deal right? And then, our eyes beheld the most beautiful surprise of our married lives thus far.... FIREHOUSE SUBS! It's right across from the mall, by rubio's...across the intersection from In n' Out. But y'all need to get your lil booties over there ASAP! The place is delish. I usually get the Hook and Ladder. But try it and be delighted. I love it way more than Port of Subs and Subway (Yuck!)...So go and you can thank me later. This is mostly for Katie Black and Kathleen Kelsey. They are my heroes. 

Anyway, moral of the story (I guess there should always be one of those), the best things happen on the most ordinary of occasions. But then again, so do the bad things. Like, I'm sure when people get hit by a car and die it was just a normal, ordinary day and they never stopped for a second to think "Today I meet my death." Just something to ponder. Haha. BYE!

Good JOB Everyone!

No Cuts, No Buts, No...

My Alligator

ALLIGATOR GUTS! Am I right? If you're like me, then you're right...if you're like Taylor, you say COCONUTS! And that doesn't make you wrong...that just makes you different. According to Taylor this just shows the "generational gap" that exists between us. If you've ever been around when Taylor is bringing this up, and you didn't know our age difference, you would think we were decades apart. No like seriously, at least ten years. Really though, he's only 2 and a half years older than me. He thinks the fact that he was born in the 80's and I was born in the 90's makes a big difference in our lives. 88 and 90? Really bubbsters?! Haha. It always makes me laugh. This was just the one he came up with last night so I figured I would share with all the world. I wish I could remember all the other times. Basically, any time we disagree, don't see eye to eye on something,  do something different from the other, or prefer something to be done a different way his explanation is the "generational gap." Although frustrating some of the times (Simply because I think it's a cop out for acknowledging how things really are or other explanations for it), it is quite cute and he almost always makes me laugh. I mean honestly, couldn't it be explained by regional/state differences, or the fact that he's the 2nd child and I'm the 3rd, or that he's a boy and I'm a girl, or I'm more outgoing and he's more shy (They make just as much sense as the "generation gap")? Haha. Every once in a while he likes to say things like, "I never thought I'd marry a girl from the 90's" or "What are our children going to think about the fact that you were born in the 90's?" It's almost like we met in the hereafter and he is from Nephi's time and I am from present day. Oh boy. Although that would make for a much cooler story about our marriage, it's not reality. The fact is, we are 2 and a half years apart...and while some things changed during that time, not enough changed to make it this big of an ordeal. LoL. LOVE YOU BUBBA!

Tays Coconuts

Good job everyone! So alligators or coconuts?

SKYPE!

I love to skype...mostly just my family, because I love them and miss them every single day of my life. It's hard to be in Provo without family, besides my 2 brothers who could care less about coming and hanging out with their lonely sister. It's also been hard because the first year that we were married, none of our friends were. And you know how that whole thing works out, married couples don't get invited to do much with the non-marrieds (is there some sort of rule against it or something). Anywho, now all our friends have gotten married this past summer, and yet we still don't hang out. I try to get my friends together every once in a while, but to no avail. I guess I can't blame them. For the first few months we were married we liked things to be just us two. It's just hard is all I'm saying. Luckily, we have some good upstairs neighbors that invite us over to play games and watch movies every now and again. It's fun (Thanks Marybeth and Mike)! It's probably safe to say that I just want things back to the way they used to be...I have a hard time moving on. I'm one of those reminiscing kind of people. Every day in my head I think, "remember that one time that I did..." and then I start laughing hysterically and no one else understands (Safe to say that's how most of my humor goes...I say something that is funny only to me, kind of like an inside joke with myself, and no one else gets it, but I laugh and laugh and laugh. It's fun to be me). Enough of all this booo-hooing though...I'm not sad, in fact, I am quite a happy young lad (laddess?). Anyway, my point is, I love my family. And ever since Meghan and Devin moved back to Vegas and stole my favorite little buddy Camden, I have found myself missing family more than ever. Therefore, I love SKYPE! I think over the last 2 Sundays we've spent at least 6 hours skyping with both our families. It almost takes the pain away...almost. Can I tell you a funny story? Last weekend when I was skyping with my sister, Meghan, she ran upstairs real quick to find something for someone, leaving Camden (who is 2) sitting in the computer chair just chatting and dancing up a storm in front of the computer camera. I think he got so involved in the music and his dancing that he tipped over the computer chair and bonked into the wall. Naturally he starts crying, and there I am, sitting behind a computer screen 500 miles away, unable to do a thing. It was sad, but Meghan came running down really quick and picked him up and he was all good. That's when the story became less sad and more funny. The boy fake cried for the next 5 minutes. He's a stinker, and no matter what we did, he wouldn't smile, just gave us a stink eye. Another fun thing we do is offer Camden a cookie, so he will come over to the screen and try to grab the cookie, but to no avail. It's kind of a mean trick, but it makes us laugh, and he doesn't seem to get too upset. Recently, he hasn't been falling for this anymore. 

I don't know what we call this mask looking thing. 

So, point is, I like skyping with my family. It makes me feel like I am closer to them. Here is a picture from the skype session with the Ball family. I love to make funny faces at people while we are chatting, so my mother in law started copying me, and this is what we got. Aren't we just the funnest dang people ever? Haha. 

Good job everyone!!! 

Just Testing

Clearly, I suck at blogging...Probably why I have never done it before. It may also be due to the fact that I am NOT crafty, and have NO idea how to match colors, or not match colors (since people do that these days). But I am trying to at least figure it out so maybe I can entice you to read by putting together a pretty scheme of colors and backgrounds and what not. That's why I'm making up this random post, so I can play with all the colors and fonts and find ones that I like.
Anyway, here it goes! Love to all my dear people, especially Taylor. I figure by giving him a shout out, maybe one day he will make 1 solitary post...just one bubba, that's all you have to do. Okay, maybe two...he knows me too well.

Good Job Everyone!

And now for a picture...because every post needs a picture. No one reads a blog with all writing and no pictures, because that would be totally lame!