I have been sick in bed this past week which sucks because 1) being sick is the absolute worst and 2) there is so much to catch up on. March, in spite of its bad rap and mediocre weather, was pretty great all things considered — and really ended with a cherry-on-top, once-in-a-lifetime sort of experience that took us to a little place called THE SAHARA DESERT.
Continue reading “One Year Later”
So I’ve been thinking a lot about 2017 and the new year because hello I’m nothing if not basic. And the truth is, it was a great year. For me.
…it was also a truly terrible year for society and the world at large. I mean, some real ugly truths reared their heads last year. And to be honest, it really affected me.
Continue reading “Reflections”
Supposedly there’s a hurricane on it’s way to ravage Houston. Which means I’m working from home (or hardly working) as the rain “threatens” to fall. We have a tub filled with water, a stack of canned beans, and I managed to grab the last box of ice cream sundae poptarts in the store yesterday.
I don’t know why I can’t take this storm seriously. Maybe it’s all those false alarms about snow storms in New York? Or the fact that everyone loves a good bout of hysteria? But I think mainly I’m resentful because we were supposed to vacation in Florida next week and now we might be rained out.
Thanks a lot, Harvey.
Continue reading “Shelby vs Hurricane Harvey”
I was having dinner with a four year old the other night. She looked at me, got up real close and whispered, “What are those spots in your face? Did you get a dog bite?”
Talk about shade.
Continue reading “Under My Skin”
I love birthdays. People make fun of me for how much I love birthdays. I drag my birthday out so much no one even knows when my real birthday is. Why exactly am I like this? Beats me.
I mean, you know I love being extra, so that could be part of it.
Continue reading “Fave Five”
There ain’t no party like a Boyer-Polo party because a Boyer-Polo party features ALL THE THINGS!
Dancing! Donuts! Cotton Candy! Jdawgs! A photo booth that maybe sort of worked!
Continue reading “The Party”
Rob and I were technically married in the Provo City Center Temple (see previous post), but it was really important to us that we have a more formal ceremony to celebrate our love and commitment.
Plus, you know I’m totally basic. And I wanted that traditional wedding moment: walking down the aisle, making vows, kissing in front of a crowd. The whole shebang. I wanted the dress, the procession, the promises. And I’m glad we did it because it was hands down my favorite part of the day.
Continue reading “The Ceremony”