...I mean, at first I was like "a Snuggie? Seriously? Who came up with that?!!" But now...I would say not a night goes by where I don't put that bad boy on and think "wow, this was a great decision." 
ALOT!...And that is all I have to say today...just thought you all should know.
We decided to meet up on our lunch break today at a little Chinese Restaurant near Scot's work. Yummo. But for our anniversary trip we are doing something soooo totally wicked awesome! We can hardly wait! We will be here:
...next weekend! Wooo hooo! Vegas Baby!
Happy Anniversary Scoty! I love you very very very very very mucho and can't wait to hit the slots with you and win us some moolah next weekend (just kidding everyone, don't get your panties in a wad)!
Now we are off to the Melting Pot...Yay! Our Favorite!
...by the end of June. It's hard to find a picture that is good enough to show how hard this might actually be but this is the best I could do. I don't feel like I have ever fully acclimated to the altitude here so if I can I do this it will be a pretty big feat. It might take me all day but I am going to do it! Plus it's kind of exciting because it's illegal to hike the Manitou Incline (there are some really cool pictures on this site under the History section). We're so dangerous, young people do dangerous things...and that's what I am YOUNG...YOUNG FOREVER! OK OK but honestly 70 year old people do it everyday and it's actually a really popular hiking spot around here so the illegality (is that a word?) is sort of a technicality and one of those things that isn't inforced so no worries. Anyway I guess I feel like since I posted it here it's official now. Now we have to do it because all of our bloggy peeps know about it. Wish us luck!
Some of you may have heard this story, some of you may even have been there (Mitzi Bitzi) and some of you are in for a little treat...So Scot and I were dating and it was the week that everyone was leaving for Christmas break 2003ish (2 whole weeks! Oh to be in college again!). Of course Scot and I wanted to have one last date before we had to part for that eternally long break so I came up with this brilliant idea that I was going to cook dinner for Scot (you know to show him that I was prime wife material and would be able to take great care of him if we were to get married...wink, wink). I called my mom (thanks a lot mom! You almost cost me my eternal future. j/k) and she told me to cook this chicken/rice/broccoli ensemble. She told me it was really easy and everyone likes it, you can't go wrong. So I go to Broulims and by all the ingredients and start whippin' that bad boy out. I'm just goin' along and getting pretty cocky because this is starting to look really good if I do say so myself. Suddenly I realized it was getting really late and I should probably get in the shower and get ready before my man gets there and sees me looking scraggly (gasp). As I was getting ready I was going back and forth between the bathroom and the kitchen, twirling and skipping around. So happy. I should also mention that I decided to make an apple crisp for dessert (I know, I know so Paula Dean of me) because it will be important to the story in a minute. Fast forward a little bit to Scot arriving for the big meal. Scot, Mitzi and I were like the three muskateers so we invited Mitzi to eat with us. We all sat down and said a little prayer to bless the food (little did we know were were going to need that more than we thought) and then we dug in. Well, Scot was the first one to find a big LOOOOONG blonde hair. Mortification! I could NOT believe it. Even though we were all kind of gagging a little we decided to forge ahead because of course there couldn't be more than one hair. We were wrong, Mitzi found the next hair. GAG. Then we get to the middle of the chicken...it was PINK. YAK! I had pretty much had it at that point. Just when I didn't think it could get ANY worse Scot reveals that he doesn't even like broccoli. NICE. OK so when dinner doesn't go well there is always dessert to bring up your spirits right? I opened the oven to check on my apple crisp but the top wasn't turning brown so Mitzi says "oh just turn the oven to broil for a couple minutes." So I decided that that sounded like a good idea so I cranked it over. While we were waiting we decided to watch a little T.V. After a few minutes it kind of started to stink a little...kinda burnt...I went over to check on my delicious dessert and lo and behold it was no longer a golden brown yummy apple crisp but an extremely black and charred apple crispy. That was the end of it for me. I looked at Scot and told him that he could take me for Ice Cream after the movie in Idaho Falls and we left. That's the last time I got ready while cooking. GROSS! Apparently Scot isn't really that in to eating because he still decided to marry me and I can't honestly say that my cooking skilss have gotten any better, don't even get me started on the time that I made sheppards pie...I think I just threw up in my mouth a little thinking about it.
Now I tag: Mitzi, Lisa, Devon and Lindsay
Happy Anniversary to my wonderful husband! I can't believe it's been 3 years! I feel so lucky to have such a great husband who does so much for me! I can't imagine my life without him and I am so grateful to have him in my life. It's been 3 wonderful years and I look forward to many many more.
Happy Anniversary! I love you!
