Showing posts with label good times. Show all posts
Showing posts with label good times. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

not in the cards i suppose...



i am not sad to say that the super bowl is just a great excuse to throw a party.

and so we did.

the game was exciting for the last half,
and if they would have brought the same A-game from the first half to the second half
...good things might have happened....

we were still entertained, though only slightly saddened for the loss
...but not really.


remnants of the red spread:




highlight #1:
all the cute people watching the 3D commercials
(CC + his cute family + mine)




highlight #2:

bruce. and his amazing sliding skills.




maybe we rewound this 4 times, and laughed harder every time....




highlight #3:
wetting my pants....



thanks for a fun party... ooh, quick,
think up somethin to
celebrate!


(pictures stolen from mac and cami...)


Wednesday, July 23, 2008

announcement!

i have some violent giddy fingers...
john mayer and i are getting married!!!
the concert was incredible. pictures soon... Jake? Jake?
oh- and yes i stayed up till 2:30ish to watch Alias...
then went to work at 7ish am...
and then i is off to az/san diego to sit on the beach/play with my cute people/disneyland/sea world/play with my cute people... did i already say that?
yeah- excited...
and in exactly 30 days i will be in the land of DC ready to play with other cute people...
can't quantify my happiness today...
but the giddy fingers are violent

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

who taught me to

...choose with no regret....



or to reach for the gold ring



who made me fall in love with writing



and reach for my dreams


who taught me how to appropriately cook my starbursts










and to appreciate all things vintage

(and even supplied me with the most perfect vintage dress for a formal!)

Jeremy Lindblom- and the dress of awesomeness- wish you could see the back!


who let me into her family
Jake and i with Craig the day he returned from his mission. Me=ecstatic.



and with whom did i share a common obsession of caffeine













who taught me to see myself as who i could be...
when i had to write about going to college and becoming a teacher in your class,
i guess i never really thought i would get there...


and taught me to be about the journey...


Craig Marie Smith: i aspire to write, to love, to live, to share, to be, to teach, and to become...


...because of what i gained from you

love, Megoryan Marie Smith (Meg Ryan)

Mesa High will miss you.
When my mom asked me what you were going to do now I said, "Chello! She is going to go shopping and buy all the cool stuff she ever wanted and turn it into other cool things and then maybe sell it, or maybe just keep it... or maybe she will hang out with her awesome husband or a-freakin-dorable daughter... i don't know! Duh..."


as a side note/post script: i just saw "The Miracle Worker" (about Annie Sullivan and Helen Keller). It was beautiful and by the end, my show-going buddy (Jared Cardon- duh, who else to see shows with?!) and i were in tears. it was a compelling performance (Stephanie Brinholt) and i reveled in the idea that this woman will forever be remembered by the retelling of her story. Helen- you were an inspiration and went on to do beyond incredible things, include perform in vaudeville, write 14 books, and be the first woman to get an honorary degree from Harvard...
but Annie- you were her teacher.
as sappy as that might sound,
i love it.



Saturday, March 22, 2008

Saturday, December 8, 2007

I am a spoiled brat... envying begins......now.

I don't get out often- this is true. But when I do, I always hope it will be a good "get-out".

I understand that I do not roll like my high rolling uncle, in fact, I can't remember the last time I have even had a steak.

Last night I went to the hottest Steak joint in SLC...
Ruth's Chris. (Open that in another window so you can get the sizzle noise in the background as you read the rest...)

Get this:
* After a ride in a heat seated vehicle, we arrived at said steak joint.
* The car is valeted.
* The nice hot chicks in the front take out coats and walk us to our seats.
* Table looks normal enough.... wine glasses included...

It's a la carte- pick whatever and it all goes together... fine. Break my arm.

* We get appetizers (or intense salads- the house salad could be the best thing I have decided to digest- $7.50 a piece)
* He said to get whatever and that he was goin for the filet.... so I followed suit. (A $35 choice).
* We both get potatoes: I get the skinny shoestring fries- apparently a pound and a half; he goes for the au gratin. Both fine choices. (about $8 a piece.)
* As we eat our bottomless amounts of warm and amazing bread, the nice Asian waiter, describes to us what they do to get the fine meat, how they age it, and how they bring it to you sizzling on 500 degree plates...etc.

Neither of us finished our steak and there was a huge stack of fries that got left as well.

Done? No. Dessert was a banana creme pie naughtyness in it's own little crust. The top was soft, caramelized, thinly sliced bananas.... WOW. (about $12)

Waiter gets points for being Asian, for bringing me a new Diet Coke- without having to say a word, and for telling me to eat that satanically amazing salad and dessert... I love him.

Long story short- I love food.