Can you believe it?

Ta-Da!!
We're engaged!

Want the whole engagement story? Then keep reading!

Tuesday night I got a phone call from the BC airport telling me that I still have my introductory flight certificate that I haven't used (which is true!) and that they were wondering if I could come on Thursday night to use it before it expired at the end of the year. I liked that idea so the lady told me I could bring a couple friends. Of course I invited Kelly and then I told my mom she could come if she wanted. Sneaky momma said, "I think I might!" So, off to the airport we go!

Here we are, standing by the plane before we went on our ride. I honestly was not expecting a proposal at all! I figured I was the one that invited him, this was MY outing, plus... he had me convinced that the ring wouldn't be done for another week. Notice his hand in his pocket hiding the ring box.


Now, in the meantime, there was a team working hard to get everything ready.


Even my baby had to help!


Now we're on the plane and we're flying all around Brigham, looking at the Christmas lights. There was a little bit of fog and it was so stinkin pretty! As we're all looking around, the pilot says, "What's that?" We all look out the window to see and I say ,"I think it says something!" As we get closer I say,"five.. eleven.. twelve." In my head I'm thinking, "Huh.. That's our wedding date. Why would someone put that on their roof? No one can see it except little planes like us.." Then Kelly says, "What's that?" I turned to answer him and tell him it's our wedding date and what do I see? My sweet, sweet boyfriend holding a gorgeous ring! And I mean gorgeous! He tells me a bunch of precious things (which I have to admit, I was a little in shock and can't remember most of it..) and then asks me if I will marry him.


Obviously I said yes. :)
Isn't he such a sneaky boy?


Here is a picture of what I saw from the plane. This is taken from the ground but let me tell ya.. It looked SO perfect and clear from up there, too!


When we landed, my whole family was there to greet us. Also, such a surprise! I wanted to see the setup and thank everyone for their help so we drove over to check it out.


And now we are happily engaged! Yahoo! It's still kind of weird to think.. haha but I am so stinkin excited!


So, in case you didn't catch it.. There will be wedding bells on May 11th!
Save the Date!

MM! I love my baby!

All the single ladies

This is simply for the use of my friends! Probably doesn't make sense to some of you.. sorry :)

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a real secret. volume two.

I hate that moment when you're finally getting around to folding that laundry that you have put off for the last 4 days and that creepy, crawly, 8 legged creature comes scurrying out on a break towards safety.
I suddenly go into killing mode as a toss all of my freshly folded clothes out of the way (I would die if he crawled into my clothes and I unexpectedly found him one morning while getting dressed), undoing all the work I had just done, and mumble to myself "oh, HELL no."
That poor spider doesn't stand a chance.
He is quickly squished with a shoe and flushed down the toilet.

Eww.. heeby jeebies.

Don't spiders know Halloween is over and it's time to go into hiding until next October?

Snow will do this to you.

This morning I decided I was going to write a post with pictures and all but then... the comfort of my bed re-captured me.

I think a pre-church nap is needed.

Stay tuned.. a good one will be coming soon. Until then, laugh at this picture because it is my story today.

a real secret. volume one.

Two things that will cheer up a Riley, no matter what the situation

• when Victoria shares her secret and spreads some love with new panties
• when she comes home from a long weekend of traveling and there's a note in her room that says "Welcome home sweetheart! I can't wait to see you tomorrow! Love you! -Kel" with the most gorgeous bouquet of long stemmed flowers.

I was lucky and got both in one weekend.

Where do I start?

It's been far too long. How do I always let this happen? Let's be honest, spending so much time with the boyfriend doesn't help. But I'm okay with it :) I'll sacrifice a few blog posts for it.

Is anyone else suffering the feeling that August and September were only a week long? Oh well, at least we're finally into my favorite time of the year.

You know how at the end of almost all of my posts I say "I promise pictures next time.." Well this time, I'm fulfilling that promise. Finally. So hold on because here comes some pictures from a few of our fun outings.

One weekend Kel and I went up to his cabin for a night with his family. And there was maybe some Park City shopping in the morning... But this picture is of our LATE, COLD 4-wheeler ride. Our coats are awesome, aren't they?

Every summer needs a trip to Bear Lake. Ours may not have gone the way planned but we still had fun. We camped on the beach and got shakes like usual. And this... is our initials carved into the table at LaBeau's. Excuse my boyfriend and his need to destroy things. This was for a good cause.

The next weekend we ended up going to a friends old farm house. We played games, made yummy meals, and the best of all, floated the river.

A little golfing trip with Kel. The sport I will never figure out.

Oh boy. And here comes the circus. haha! Here we are at the "pre-show" with our clown noses.

The elephant showing us the painting she just did.

This was hilarious. My dad went out and bought some popcorn for us all to share. Kelly was holding it and Braylie and Tayah would stare him down, grab a handful in each hand, then turn around and shove it all in there mouths at once. They were so shy with Kelly and never warmed up!

I have to admit, the circus really is all it's cracked up to be. Do I sound like a little kid yet? haha


There you have it! I just wish I was better at taking pictures because we've done so many other fun things. One day I'll remember to take pictures of corn mazes, football parties, dinners, camping, bowling... ya know. One day.

Oh, and here are some videos of the circus. The long one of the zebras and horses is for my niece, Hadlee. She's a huge fan and couldn't come to the circus because they moved to Omaha for a few years. But when I told her on Skype that I had a video for her, she about had a come apart. Gosh I love her!

a bit of... anything.

I've needed to post for a while now haven't I? Let's get my random thoughts out there. One by one. Sometimes these kind of posts are my favorite. It's like getting a sampler at a new restaurant rather than having to choose just one item.

My momma and I just got home from The Help. I loved it. Everything about it! Except I think something is wrong with me. Usually tears would be streaming down my face but not tonight. Something's broken. Maybe I'll call the plumber and tell him my eyes have stopped leaking.

I have the rest of the week off. Thank heavens...

Ya know Grandpa Shelt? The one in the picture of my header? He's not doing so good. Like really not good at all. I'll probably be spending my weekend off in St George. I can't complain. I just wish it was for a better reason. Grandpa Shelty has hung in there for a long time. Time for a new kind of blessing to come over our family. ♥ ♥

Tonight I went on a run. Four miles. That might be a warm up for some of you but holy moly! Pretty sure I won't be moving real fast tomorrow.

My bedroom is coming together nicely :) just waiting on that dang bedspread. Can you hardly stand the anticipation of pictures? haha

So that Kelly character I mentioned earlier... He's in Hawaii. FML.

Life is lonely without my sister wife. aka Caramie. Between her and her family I used to be entertained at all times. Now I've turned back to facebook. Save me now.

I found my photographer incase I ever get married. Go ahead and look.

I have a love hate relationship with pinterest. I love seeing all the cute and fun ideas but when I find one I want to use or "pin" sometimes I'm selfish and don't want anyone else to see it. I want it to be mine. I'm a brat.

Well kids. I hate posting with no pictures. Pet peeve? Anyways.. that's all for tonight. This girl is a tired one. Pictures are promised next time :)

did you hear?

I got a job!
You're thinking "It's about time.."
Shut up.
It was worth the wait.

I am now an employee of Perry Dental! I will be assisting Dr Mackley. I start this Monday and will work part time while I train and such for the first month or two and then full time kicks in! I really can't wait!

Wanna know something else that's great about the job? I went and started training last Monday and Tuesday in the Ogden office and do you know what was waiting for me when I got home?


These.

Isn't that cute? Oh and with the flowers was a card. It was congratulating me on my first day at my big girl job. haha It also said that there was a need for a celebration. Guess who was inside? Taylor Swift. Yep, you bet your bottom that we're going to T Swift in September! That Kelly.. He's a good one. I think I'll keep him.

Last night we went on a little 4 wheeler ride. Kell made me drive so I would be the one eating dust. Little does he know that dust is one of my favorite items in the food pyramid.


This was a funny moment but.. I think it's one of those had-to-be-there kind of deals so I'll spare you the reading and let you laugh at our classic arm extended photo.

Let the fun begin!

With one of these...

This pretty little thing...

And a whole bunch of this...

My new room is going to be adorable! I can't wait!

the girl with the ugly foot

That would be me. The ugly foot chick. Or maybe it's attractive to hard core men..? I can only hope..

So here's the story. We're sitting in my aunts yard while my nutso uncles are lighting the fireworks and I decided that I felt a little out of the loop from my cousins. I make my way over there and sit on the curb by them and literally not more than 10 seconds after I sit down, my foot has become the victim of an evil spawn of Satan. One of the big aerial fireworks tipped over and shot red burning fireballs at our family. More than a little dangerous. Before I even knew there was a firework being lit, my foot had been burnt. I looked down and my whole foot was white. I think it's easy to say I went into a bit of shock. haha Everyone was kinda running around, protecting the kids and laughing about how that really just happened but then they saw poor little Riley Bug sitting on the grass, crying, trying to take her shoe off. haha Next thing I knew, I was being rushed in to the sink where we ran cold water for like 45 minutes.


Ugly huh? Can you tell where the strap of my shoe was? haha Nasty, nasty. And you should see my shoe! It's basically exploded. So sad.. I love those silly sandals. And they must love me back because they took one for the team and saved some of that ugly foot of mine.

Now that I finally have my longboard road rash under control, it's time to manage this baby. Lots of sitting by the air vent, lots of cold packs, lots of burn cream, and lots of gauze later, I bet this thing will be looking prettttty attractive. No?

And the word of the week is..

shit.

That's the word. Yes, it might be a bit inappropriate but in our house we deemed it acceptable for this one week only for many reasons.

Most commonly used is "Wow... we have a lot of shit."

Also quite frequently spoken "Why did we keep this shit?"

For the absent minded "Shit, I forgot to pack that before I taped the box.."

A common question "Where did this shit come from?"

When thinking of others "Do you think ______ would want this shit?"

My personal favorite "What are we going to do with all this crap? I mean shit."
Seems a little backwards, right? Wrong. Not this week.

This week that is full of going through things from 1996 when we moved into this house, it is okay. Trust me. From 1996 receipts, to decorations from before my existence, to fabric we were going to make _____ (fill in your own blank because I'm sure we had it all) out of, to pictures we regret posing for.

We have sold shit on KSL and given loads of things to my sisters, neighbors, aunts, friends, and mostly the DI.

It's a bit of a crazy week and it's bringing around an odd mood but I'm okay with it. Not okay with the move, but the mood is funny.

but... but... but...

Do you see this house?


If you were to look up my home on google maps, this is what you would see. The picture is terribly old and our house really looks better than that in real life but this is the house I have lived in since I was 5. This is the house where I lost my first tooth. This is the house where I learned to rollerblade (not easy on a hill by the way). This is the house that is built of walls that have listened to every secret of mine.

Today is Sunday and by next Sunday, we will be moved out of this house. Is it even fair to call it a house? It's home. The only home I know. I can't believe the days we have left in it are dwindling down so fast.. I'm not okay with it and I will probably cry.

Who knew you could be so attached to something so silly?

Oh and I think it is very appropriate for a shout out to my Papa Bear who happens to be the man who built this home. Happy Fathers Day to him!

so much for being brave..

There is so much I could blog about but there are also so many other things I should be doing.. so here is a quick post.

Longboarding: apparently not for me. I try to be brave one night and these are the results.

Pardon my manly foot, beastly leg, and hairy-ness and draw your attention to my wounds. They may look small and harmless but oh buddy let me tell you that they are not. See the one on my foot? It's quite the deep fella. And the raspberry on my shin? Stings like you couldn't imagine. The one on the ankle and the one on the knee.. they don't give me too much grief compared to the others.


I think it's safe to say that my desire to spend $300 on a longboard has now been reconfigured to spending $300 on a new camera.

Excuse me clock, please take a break.

The last month has gone by way too fast.

Stephanie is getting married in a week and a half

Caramie and her family are moving across the country in two months

Our house is basically sold

I have been moved home for almost a month and still don't have a job -- apparently I have bums disease, oh well

Want a longer list? Too bad. I have to go clean. Meh... It never ends. I'm still loving being home. I just wish time would slow down so I could spend more time with the little ones, the sisters, the parentals, and the best friends I haven't been able to do much reuniting with yet.

Please clock, please... slow down and take a break from your race.

A day needed by many

Last Friday we had our own little girls day out. Just Momma and the sisters. No children. No men. Just us. It was just what we needed. Reunited at last! We started off by going to a live filming of Studio 5. It's like a good morning/talk show kind of thing. We were all in hopes of winning one of the giveaways but you just have to know that with our luck, there's no chance of that happening. Ever. There could be the five of us in a room with only three other people and all three of those people would win before we did. But it was still fun! At least we got some cakebites and a snickers in our little free bag of goods.

I had to post this picture simply because of the lady behind us. Absolutely hilarious!


Now since that picture wasn't the greatest, we tried again. Still not the best, but better. We obviously aren't a very photogenic family. But this one shows the stage a little bit. Oh and even a bit of one of the camera men in the top right!


After the filming, we made our way to Gardners Village. We ate a yummy lunch then spent a quick minute in some of the shops. We wished we could have stayed longer but moms needed to get home to their babysitters. Overrated. But regardless, I love my sisters and mom!

I love days when we can escape like this. It doesn't matter how few hours of sleep I have gotten or how short of time we are able to do it, it is priceless!

..miss ri..

Thank you DSC

We freaking did it! ha Our associates. Huge deal last I checked. Dixie did us some good but for the most part, we're glad to be done with it! One good thing that resulted from our years spent in the sun is that we were honored to have President Monson speak at our commencement. It was awesome!



Dixie has some real winners. If you can't tell by the people surrounding us in this picture.


However, the people surrounding us in this picture helped make it all worth it!


I'm so glad to have an Associates of Science under my belt and I'm ready to move on to the next step in life. Whatever that may be...

..miss ri..

Sometimes we act 17

I'm a terrible blogger. I am. And I accept it. I've let myself get so far behind. Oops! This post is for three of my favorite St George girls. Maddy, Bri, and Ash.

One day, we tried to go to the paint dance. Maddy went. The rest of us failed. So what were we supposed to do with our nice matching white shirts? Tie dye of course. But there is much more to the story than that. I'll let you make it up on your own as you look at the pictures.






Love every bit of them!

..miss ri..

Day Seven and Eight

Day Seven
Your Best Friend

My best friend? Do I have to choose just one? Not possible. I believe that the reason I'm not anywhere close to getting married is because I have too many best friends which would result in a bazillion bridesmaids, not to mention how hard it would be to choose a maid of honor. So instead of telling about my best friend, I will give a list of some of my many best friends. Much better right? I like making up my own rules as I go..

We'll start with Alexandra Holst Brown. She's who I blogged about a couple posts ago. Such a strong girl!

Next is the girl I've spent the most time with over the past couple years. Ashlee Blaisdell (almost Neal). Stinkin girl is getting married. What the? Leavin me hanging. It's okay. I'm use to it.


Jordyn Bargsley/Pebbles/Lindsey. Really it's Lindsey. She's married. Like most of them. But she's the greatest. Always making me laugh.

Madeline King. She's kinda like a long lost best friend. We were so tight in High School but then we moved away from each other and didn't really lose touch but didn't talk as much. She's still on the top of my list though! Always thinking of me..

Stephanie Toyn. Gorgeous. Funny. Thoughtful. Reliable. Tough. What more can I say? haha

Ray Baby Olsen. I guess most people call her Raylynn but I prefer Ray Baby. Haven't seen her for a while but my heart is aching for a gathering.

Demi Martinez. The cutest girl your eyes will ever fall upon. She keeps me going in the social scene. Thank heavens.

There you have it! Just a sample of my favorites.

Day Eight
A Moment

This goes perrrfect with day seven! ha So me, Madison, and Ashlee were just cruisin' around the sunny city of St Jorge one day when Ashlee made a joke which probably would have been funny if we weren't in such a stingy mood but none of us laughed at it until like literally five seconds later Ash lets out this big loud "HAHAHAA!!" Honestly belts out the laugh, and only three of them. Maddy and I looked at each other with the most confused looks and Maddy asks me "Was that real?" haha I opened my eyes wide and put on a grin and nodded my head yes. It most definitely was real! We laughed so hard the rest of the way home. Our eyes were watering, our stomachs hurt, Maddys driving wasn't the safest, and it probably took us 4 minutes to walk to the door from the car because we had to take small breaks to laugh. Hilarious moment.

..miss ri..

hello Perry!

I'm home, I'm home, I'm home, I'm home, I'm home, I'm home, I'm home, I'm home, I'm home!! But the last four days have been insane! Let me give you a little time line to help understand..

Wednesday:: five hours of sleep, terrible humanities final, long day in Vegas, pack.
Thursday:: five hours of sleep, wake up and leave Geezy at 7, heart breaking funeral, drive back to Geezy, midnight showing of Thor.
Friday:: pack, pack, pack, clean, run errands, pack, graduation, dinner, pack, clean, Something Borrowed, ice cream, late night conversations, clean, bed.
Saturday:: three hours of sleep, wake up at five to drive home, unload dads car, drive to logan for matts graduation, dinner, errands, home.

It feels so good to finally be home. But hey, St George will be missed! Well at least parts of it. Like the warmth and the tan lines and the friends and the family... and the bucket list that never was completed (Ahem, Ashy baby). But now I'm here and I have to figure out how to fit my St Jorge room into what I have left here for the last two years... Let's just say DI will be thanking me for filling their clothing racks for the next few months.

Guess I should get to work... meh.

Love home. Love family. Love change!

..miss ri..

my heart goes out to her

Friday night I got one of the worst calls ever..

Ya know that friend that you may not hang out with anymore or really keep much contact with but you still love her to pieces? The one who was your left hand through the most critical times of your life? This post is for her.

Keep in mind that I am the worst writer on the face of the planet so really there is a lot more emotion going into this than you can feel.

Let me start off by telling you about the relationship I have with this girl. When I was 5, my family was building a new house so I spent a lot of time at the park that was just up the street. One day there was another girl and her brother there. We played for hours. When the sun went down and the mosquitoes were too much to handle, we ran home (to our not finished homes which happened to be across the street from each other) and asked our parents if we could have a sleepover. From that moment on we were inseparable.

I could write the worlds longest post about all the memories I share with my best friend. From making up dance routines on the tramp to tying a string from my bedroom window to hers so that we could pass notes in the night. We played soccer together, we went to Lagoon day after day every summer, we had sleepovers every chance possible, we got grounded together, we did everything together for years and years. Our freshman year of soccer we even got an award for being like Lucy and Ethel.

Now let me get to my point. Alex is married now and she couldn't be happier. Her and Ty make the cutest couple. For the last 7 or so months, I have been so excited for them and it has been tons of fun to watch them prepare for their little baby boy to be born. Only a couple more months until this precious little boy was brought into the arms of his loving mom and dad. Friday I got the kind of call that makes your heart drop and makes you feel like curling up into a ball and crying. Poor Alex had lost her baby. Thoughts were racing through my head like "Not Alex. She doesn't deserve this. She is so ready to be a mom!" I can't even explain the feeling I felt in my heart. It still feels broken.

It's been two days since I got the call and I haven't stopped thinking about her. I hate that I am 5 hours away and can't run to Alex and give her a warm hug. I know I move home on Saturday but I don't feel like that's soon enough. I want to be there for her right now, holding her hand and telling her that everything is going to be okay. Luckily she has an amazing husband for that but I just wish I could do more.

Alex is one of the strongest girls I know so I truly believe that with Ty by her side, they will pull through this.

Love you to pieces Beans, and don't you forget it.


If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.

..miss ri..

a thank you to the wise chinese

So I'm just sitting here, working on the take home part of my History final that is tonight and I decide that my brain is fried. I look to my left to see a fortune cookie that has been sitting on my nightstand for the last few days. The chubby girl inside me made the decision to take a little break and indulge in the foreign treat. It was so yummy but everyone knows that you can't read the fortune until the cookie is all gone. When it finally came time to see what life was going to throw at me next, these are the words I read..



YOU SHALL SOON MAKE A LONG, OVERDUE DECISION

What is that supposed to mean? Somebody please inform me. What decision have I been procrastinating? What school to go to? What course my education shall take? Where to live? I don't know that any of them are per se, "overdue."

Thank you fortune cookie for making my thoughts wonder and leaving me guessing..

..miss ri..

home sweet home

{home}

colder that St Jorge
new shoes and shorts
almost five crown family champ
sleeping in my own bed
morning workout with sister, Caramie
crepes for breakfast

Just thought I would give a sample of what my weekend has started off to be! I've only been up here for seventeen and a half hours. We still have a Saturday to fill, Easter Bunny to visit, and a trip to Idaho before I head back to my last two weeks of school! Bring it on!

..miss ri..

we'll pretend they're mine

I know these pictures are from like a month ago but... I couldn't leave them un-posted. They're from Spring Break, which was the weekend of St Pattys Day. In case you were wondering, that was a while ago. I decided last minute (literally) to ride home with Ash. What was I thinking not planning that in the first place?

Now let me just put it out there that I have the worlds cutest nieces and nephews. There. I said it. They might be brats sometimes but I still love them to pieces.

Since my sister and her family are helping my mother fill our unoccupied home, here is a little taste of what I get to go home to. I can't wait for the day when I move back in with them! I know they're not my children but I feel that I have every right to use them for a blog post.

Hadlee is the sweetest big sister with Ayzlie.


Okay so Caramie and I decided to set out on an adventure of the doctors office, lunch at Cafe Rio, and shopping. Pretty simple, right? Wrong. We didn't know what we were getting ourselves into.

I sat in the waiting room with Cora and Hadlee at the doctors office while Caramie took Ayzlie back with the doctor. The first twenty minutes were just fine. The last hour was chaos. But they look like sweet little angels in this picture don't they? Don't let them fool you. They fought over that horse. And the crayons. And the books. And they ate sticky, messy suckers. And they almost broke the table. And Cora decided to run away down the hall. Aunt Riley was not prepared for this.


By the end of the day, we were literally dead tired and Caramie and I were down to our last straw with whiny little children. Every stop we made felt like a marathon in itself. I would dare say this picture of Cora shows how all five of us felt. Cute little peanut (when she's sleeping.. haha)!


Okay so St Patricks morning was hilarious. This is what Hadlee had decided she was going to wear to school. We tried to change her outfit but she wouldn't have it. She needed to wear every green item in her wardrobe.

Please take note of the different shades of green and the white shirt, the white leggings, and the tall white socks. Not to mention the black shoes. Go Hads.


After some serious persuasion, we got her to wear this. Still not her most adorable outfit but about a bajillion times better. She's a doll and she cracks me right up. Take notice of how she always poses for pictures. ha! Absolutely love her.


So that's a little peek of what a weekend at home can consist of. Some other factors may include dress shopping with Ash, a day in the city with the girls, a Wingers salad with mom, 3 caramellos, late night walmart trips for the necessities, and a BC catch up.

..miss ri..

lower case mood

welcome to my pity party.

ya know those days... when nothing major has gone wrong but you just want to break down and cry? it's all the little things that keep piling up inside you and you've done so good at dealing with them but then all of a sudden it feels like you're going to burst. that's today.

i'm not looking for sympathy. i'm just looking for somewhere to let it out and this is the place. blogger. thank heavens for blogger! here are my issues.

-school has become way too much.
-growing up is not for me.
-money. really? why does it have to ruin our lives?
-i want to live with ashlee and maddy.
-everyone is getting engaged. excuse me.. please pass the boys this way.
-boys in general... they skip me and ask for my friends number. awesome.
-dsc. get me out of here. i just want my family!
-we have a bucket list to complete. we haven't checked hardly anything off. we're that lame.
-i officially suck at softball.
-my phone is new. and freakin' slow. why?!
-i need a job for when i move home.
-i want a rockin bod but i know it's impossible.
-i/maddy broke ashlees necklace and i need to fix it.
-i'm so ready to move. but not.
-i look 17. ahem. i'm 20.
-depression=shopping=no money=depression. endless cycle.
-my car needs an oil change. i swear she drinks oil.
-my social life consists of my humanities book, my lab manual, and my history assignment.

moral of the story: i'm dropping out of school. i will return home to live with my mommy. i will not have a job because instead i will sell my soul to cupid in hopes that he will work his magic in my neck of the woods.

that's all folks

..ri dogg..

day six

Your Day

Today was a day just like any other.
Ya know that Jack's Mannequin song that starts like that? Usually, I could start this post with that but today wasn't a day just like any other. Today was a taste of summer.

9:00-class canceled
10:41-woke up and got out of bed
10:43-realized how grotesque our bathroom sink had become
10:44-cleaned bathroom
11:06-continued my cleaning spree to my room by unpacking bags and washing sheets
11:32-showered :)
11:49-read a text from Ashlee informing me she was out of class and walking home
12:11-started making eggs for Ash and I
12:25-put on my swimming suit
12:37-walked to the pool
1:30-left pool with a new shade of bronze
1:33-made my self at least look presentable
1:56-went to work
2:21-talked to Chris about boating everyday this summer
2:22-instantly became envious of those who can (and will) really do that

Now I sit here at work. I've already wasted 3 hours and 12 minutes stalking blogs and catching up on every ones life on "the Book." Here is how I assume the rest of my evening will carry out.

5:16-wash and fold towels (I just can't seem to get away from laundry)
6:00- leave work
6:05-go get ready with Maddy
7:00- go bowling for Brons birthday
8:00- go to Brookes house for cake and ice cream
9:00-go home and get ready for softball
9:30-take the field and dominate, because everyone knows I'm a softball player
11:00-homework
12:00 (if I'm lucky)-go to bed

Now I will leave you with this day in the life of Riley and I will get back to HeyTelling and Facebook chatting.
Much love

..miss ri..

day five -- finally

Your Definition of Love

After reading many funny definitions of love on urbandictionary.com (no, I don't have anything better do to) I have come back to my life long theory and conclusion that there are many different meanings of love.

• You don't love your dog like you love snowcones.
• You don't love snickers like you love that burn in your legs after a long run.
• You don't love skinny dipping like you love a big paycheck.
• You don't love your significant other like you love a week in Lake Powell.
• You don't love pranking people like you love your best friend.
• You don't love camping like you love eating dessert first.
• You don't love your great aunt Rita like you secretly love facebook stalking.

Am I right? I like to believe so. And just in case you were wondering, this is how you spell love.

Don't mind our beautiful Lake-Powell-esque look. By day two of Lake Powell, who cares anymore?

Okay now let me get a little more serious and share a little bit of my heart with you. I remember when President Hinckley died. I was distraught. He was the only Prophet and leader of our church I knew. He was as good as it could get. His cute old wrinkly self, waving his cane, cracking jokes, letting his light and love shine. He was more than an amazing man.


I didn't want President Monson. I was unfamiliar with him and there was no way he could be as good as President Hinckley. I was wrong. Through the few years that President Monson has been our Prophet, my heart has grown an unimaginable amount towards him. I'm not very good with words so it's hard to express how much I love this man. He might not be the cute old man we had before but he is the leader of our church and I love and trust him with everything I have. While watching conference last weekend, I could literally feel my love for him burning. It's so crazy how such a strong feeling can develop without even realizing it's happening. This man represents one of my strongest meanings of love. I love the Prophet of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

..miss ri..