I Think He Likes Me

Nightmare Inducing

Found this gem on imbd.com. 

Warning: This review may be too intense for children under 13, and any individuals with adverse reactions to almonds (not really, it's completely appropriate for all).

If I knew how to put arrows on my pictures, I'd use one to point to the very last descriptor phrase under "Frightening/Intense Scenes" (the line under "Several intense fight scenes..."). But I don't know how, so you'll have to use your own eyes.

Nut allergies are ugly things. 

BFF4L

Best buds in matching shorts.

Green With Envy

How come, when we are instructed to dress professionally at faculty meetings, P.E. teachers get to show up in basketball shorts and Nikes? 
School hasn't started yet, homie!

Also, why do they wear their whistles at all times? Did they swear an oath at P.E. teacher college that, once awarded a whistle, they would heretofore never remove said whistle ever again? Always prepared, those Phys. Ed. folks. Just in case the principal tosses the safety procedure packets out the window and has us all head outside for an impromptu game of ultimate frisbee.

Maybe I'm just a little jealous they get to wear yoga pants to work.

We Like To Party

It's been a crazy week!

First things first: 

Colt finally finished up the online real estate course he's been taking this summer. He took the licensure test on Saturday, which is supposedly really hard. It takes most people two times to pass, and Colt wasn't feeling super confident when he went in to take the exam...

He thinks his face looks weird. 

But he did it! My babe passed that sucker like a boss. And in the spring he'll be all graduated up. I'm so proud of him. 

Now he just has to decide what to do with that real estate license of his. 

I think my face looks weird.

(Colt, Bailey, Me, Matt, Alisha) 

Colt's family got into town on Wednesday night. His sister Alisha, her husband Matt and their sassy little girl Bailey drove from Denver so Matt and Alisha could attend a dental conference held at BYU. Colt's mom and her pup came along for the ride. They stayed with Colt's other sister Kristy, her husband Ryan, and their little boy Ethan, so we weren't home much this week.

We went to an outdoor movie at Colt's work, had lunch up the canyon, played at the neighborhood park, fed the ducks, waded in a river that I'm not sure we were allowed to wade in, and drove over to see the new Provo City Center Temple.  We stayed busy (except for when we were tired) and had a lot of fun.

 I should think about putting on makeup before letting people snap pictures of me. And maybe standing up straight. That might be good.

I have to say, I LOVE having a niece and nephew. It is so choice. If you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up. 

Just Keep Swimming

Standard Colton

Open your eyes, man! ;)

The sun was shining down on us that day.

I like to think it was a good sign. 

Busted

Colt found these in my car today. 

Diet Cokes are only a dollar at Burger King.

I have a problem.

Guns and Motorcycles

We finally went for our first motorcycle ride of the summer. It's been too long.

Don't worry Mom, we wear helmets. We just took them off for pictures.

We rode up Hobblecreek Canyon. It was so pretty up there. All the trees and wildflowers reminded me a little bit of Oregon.

I love Colt's motorcycle. When we first met, it was all he rode, and initially I didn't even know he had a truck, too. I remember the first time I saw him in his truck, I thought to myself "A truck and a motorcycle?! He is SO hot." Haha! Which is weird, I'd never thought twice about motorcycles and trucks before I met him. But for some reason, it just struck me as super manly. Still does ;)

Whenever he talks about maybe selling his beautiful blue bike and buying something different, it makes me a little sad. It's the only motorcycle I have ever ridden on. And it has such happy memories! 

I remember the first time Colt took me for a ride. We were just buds back then. I hung on to him super tight, partly because I was a little scared, but mostly because it was an excuse to cuddle without being too obvious about it. 

I remember the ride we went on in October 2011, right after I'd moved to SLC. I'd spent the weekend in Provo watching General Conference with Colt and his roommates. Afterwards, he offered to take me on a ride on his bike. We rode up to a lake in Provo Canyon. We sat on the dock until it got dark, just talking and half-holding hands.

I love riding on that bike. It is so much fun. I hope he is always able to have a truck and a motorcycle. 

On a side note, I always hope he has his guns, too. I know it's kind of a hot button issue right now. But having a gun (or three) in our house  makes me feel safe when we go to sleep at night. And I really like when Colton carries when we go downtown or to the movies, like he did last night. He has his permit, and I'm thankful for it.

Columbine happened right before I started sixth grade. I remember being terrified to start school that year. It also took me a long time to feel comfortable in a movie theater after what happened in Aurora last summer. Things like that stick with me. It's nice to have a husband who is able to protect us if something ever happened. 

Sorry I always talk about him (I'm not that sorry). He's just awesome, that's all. 

It's That Time of Year

School is starting in a week and a half. To all of my students, as well as the (college) student that I'm married to, remember this:

"A little more persistence, a little more effort, and what seemed a hopeless failure may turn into a glorious success."

-Joseph B. Wirthlin

You got this :)

Sister Sister

Chelsey moves to Provo on August 29th.

Chelsey is on the right. Amy is in the picture, and is currently serving a mission. Thus, she will not be all up in this party

Do you know what this means?

It means...

we will be living in the same state for the first time in SEVEN years.

living in Utah, she will finally understand what bad driving really means.

she will be ten minutes away from my house.

she gets to come over for dinner on Sundays, and whenever else she wants.

I will finally have somebody to watch Friday Night Lights with.

my wardrobe will double.

so will my movie collection.

I cannot wait.

I. CANNOT. WAIT!

Come on, August 29th!

Christensen Family Reunion 2013

My sister Chelsey was finally able to send a few of the pictures she took of the family reunion we had up in McCall, Idaho at the end of July. Colt and I road-tripped it up there on Wednesday and stayed through Sunday. We had a blast, it was so much fun. 

Our family just keeps growing and growing. There are 19 grandkids on my dad's side, and I'm one of the young'uns (at 25). So a lot of my cousins have 3 or 4 kids now, which made for a rowdy bunch. I think there were about 50 people there, and some were missing! Including my sweet littlest sister Amy, who was called to serve in the Londrina, Brazil mission, but is currently serving in Hayes, Kansas as she awaits the arrival of her ever-elusive visa. We missed her, but are so proud of the good work she is doing.

My family is pretty active. We like to move. I'm not sure Colt knew that he was in for somewhat of a fitness test when we left our comfy couch that week, but...he's stuck with us now! My Aunt Becky and Uncle Larry brought their boat, so there was wakeboarding, waterskiing, and wake-surfing(I was SO sore), a marshmallow blow-gun fight (during which my grandmother hit me in the face, ouch), an early morning family 5k, and a bunch of the boys (my husband included) went mountain biking the night before the race.

My husband does not run. Ever. Not unless there is a ball he is chasing down and putting in a hoop or a goal. So I was shocked when he said he would wake up at 7:00 a.m. and run the 5k with me. I think he must have been overwhelmed by all the competitive spirits present. Also, I think he wanted to make a good impression, because he also:

1. stayed up past 11:00 p.m., in order to...
        2. play two rounds of Mafia with all of the cousins.

Those things never happen, either.

I was proud of him! He ran the whole way, even after mountain biking and wakeboarding all weekend. He came in 6th out of everybody! I came in 5th all-around (but 1st out of all the girls). I'd say we represented our little family very well.

Maybe our kids will be Olympians. If they are, I hope they are Olympians in a cheap sport, like running or table-tennis. I don't want to pay for rhythmic gymnastics ribbons or fencing equipment. 
Ain't nobody got time for that.

I would also like to state, for posterity, that my husband is somewhat of a talented horseshoe player. For those not familiar with the game of horseshoe (i.e. the entire world), you will have to look up the rules. But I will tell you that my husband threw an exceptionally clutch double ringer to win a very close game of horseshoe during the all-important, much anticipated Christensen Family Horseshoe Tournament (there was a bracket, there were multiple rounds, there was a vast audience). He was rewarded with huge cheers, big hugs, and cries of "Welcome to the family!" 

If you thought induction into the Christensen clan occurred when you married into it, you're wrong. So wrong.

True acceptance occurs once you have performed an impressive athletic feat under significant pressure and do-or-die circumstances.

Mission accomplished, babe! 

Welcome to the family.

Most of these pictures are just random snapshots, Chelsey didn't have one of the entire bunch.

This guy was doing dolphin dives with his little contraption. Until he was stopped by the lake police and awarded a hefty fine for his illegal, but neat, activities.

Taylor, Ashley (cousins) and Aunt Kari

My dad and Aunt Becky

Christensen Family, minus Amy

A fraction of the family about to head out on the boat

My dad, age 48.9, waterskiing like a boss