




What could be more fun than a late night trip to Ruby's for some bottomless fries and their famous milkshakes! Thanks Linds for bringing along the camera to capture me at my best. I just love you girls.





What could be more fun than a late night trip to Ruby's for some bottomless fries and their famous milkshakes! Thanks Linds for bringing along the camera to capture me at my best. I just love you girls.
In true first birthday fashion, all dressed up in her pretty pink dress, Gianna was offered the opportunity to smash into a cake of her very own. While digging into the frosting Evan and Max caught sight of the action and quickly moved in to have a taste.
When it came time to open presents, Gianna made out like a bandit. She recieved dresses and shoes, bows and headbands, and toys, toys, toys! Of course the only thing that could really keep her attention was a birthday card. Go figure! I just love these kids!!!
And I couldn't not (sorry for the double negative) post this picture of Andy and I on Tower of Terror. I don't know why I find this so amusing, but I do. I'm pretty sure we're the only two aware of the fact that we're on a ride. Is the entire back row sleeping? And how about the little Asian family across from us, totally clueless that we're about to drop 10 stories to the ground? Amazing.
Anyway, I was pretty excited to give him his birthday present this year. Since I'm on a tight budget I had to get creative. One night while searching the web, I came across THIS. It's a Retro Block iPod Speaker that mimics one of his favorite childhood toys. He thought it was super rad! I wish I could say it made me feel like the coolest sister ever, but it didn't. Probably because I ditched out on his opening of the present to go to the BYU vs. SDSU game. At least they won, right? Happy birthday Scotty! You're my favorite brother.
I know, this picture is totally irrelevant to Monday night's episode, but I miss Jillian, okay!!! I feel like the bitter reunion on The Bachelor: The Women Tell All is one of those necessary evils - a way for the producers to drag on the season as long as possible. I'll admit, I pretty much fast forwarded through the entire first hour. Hello, we've been tuned in all season, we don't need to see all the re-cap crap. And why is it that this episode always turns into one big cat fight, as was demonstrated so beautifully by several of this season's drama queens. At least we got to see Jillian one more time. Did you see her shoes? I love her!
DAVID ROCKWELL, for his imaginative stage design at the 81st Annual Academy Awards. According to director Danny Boyle, the internationally acclaimed architect and designer's stage creation was “bloody beautiful." And it was. Bravo!
Can you believe it? Friday night my roommates and I skipped out on a lot of fun offers to sit on a couch in Huntington and watch High School Musical 3! You heard me right! We turned down a wild night at the rodeo, the ever popular trip to Disneyland, and even a last minute date, all to watch our favorite High Schoolers dance their way through Senior Year. We might as well be twelve! For months, my die hard HSM friend Erin Hawley had been planning the dvd release party of this blessed movie and Friday night, like a bunch of boy crazy pre-teens, we put on our pj's and East High apparel and watched Zac Efron schmooze the screen with his leading lady, Miss Vanessa Hudgens. It was everything I hoped it would be and more: ridiculous musical numbers that stick in your head for hours, awkward dance numbers that leave you wondering "Did that really just happen?" and of course a shirtless scene with the boyishly handsome Troy Bolton. Am I too young to already be considered a cougar? It was definitely a Friday night well spent. I love my life!

After the conceptual design is complete, each home receives a special name. This Newport Coast McMansion would have been known as the Midsummer Estate. Isn't it gorgeous! It comes complete with a subterranean garage, gourmet kitchen, outdoor loggias, guest house, and a view you can only imagine in your dreams. What a fun project this would've been!
Actress Amanda Peet and her husband, screenwriter David Benioff, turned their first shared home into an elegant haven that's family-friendly yet pulled-together.
It wasn't until Peet and Benioff bought this Spanish-style bungalow near the Hollywood Hills that they truly married styles.
In the entryway, a collage of family photos and artwork establishes the informal tone. Hanging the frames unevenly, but with roughly the same amount of space between each, is all it took.
Benioff's masculine tastes and Peet's long-standing devotion to stripes and ethnic textiles combine to create a casual, unpretentious sophistication.
A decoupage hollyhock lamp and a pile of vintage textiles warm up the stainless-steel baker's rack and Benioff's leather-and-chrome chair.
"I chose my living-room sofa for its fat seat," Peet says. Set amid neutral hues, the bold upholstery, accentuated by an antique Chinese shawl, commands center stage.
White walls, bare windows, the original terra-cotta floor tiles and weathered industrial chairs gathered around a metal pedestal table form a clean, sun-filled backdrop that's softened by the flatweave rug and vintage-fabric-covered seats.
In the guest room—one of only two spaces that deviate from white walls—a medley of blues, greens and bits of gold unites two very different florals.
While some of you may be hoping to find some juicy commentary on last nights hot tub romp in New Zealand, I'm sorry to disappoint, but this is a family blog, and what happened on ABC last night was anything but PG rated. Although, I will admit I was laughing and squirming the entire time. I mean what was up with the dramatic latin soap opera music? And how about when she...okay, okay, enough! So, I guess it pretty much goes without saying that last night was a sad night for me. As our beloved Bachelor, Jason Mesnick, said goodbye to my favorite eligible bachelorette, Miss Jillian, the adorable 29 year old Canadian Interior Designer, a part of me died. Okay, maybe that's a bit dramatic, but I would be lying if I said I wasn't devastated to see her go. She was my favorite from the start. However, during Monday night's episode it became painfully obvious to me that Jillian had somehow missed the marriage mark and become the unlikely "Best Friend." I think I liked her so much because I connected with her on so many levels. First of all, she's an Interior Designer and so am I. She's Canadian and I served my mission to Canada. And third, she's been sorely unlucky in love, and well, yah, enough said. Of course I also loved her for her fashion sense, her big heart, and that teensy tiny waistline we all coveted. But at the end of the day, if Jason wasn't in love with her, then what can you do? I think she's one stellar woman and will find love soon...like on next season's The Bachelorette! Wouldn't that be amazing? As for Jason, I think he and Melissa will be very happy together. Sorry Molly, you didn't really think he was gonna pick you just cuz he thinks you have pretty eyes did you? Oh you did? That's so sweet. Oh and Jason, good luck next week! You're gonna need it when you face all those ferocious women again on The Bachelor: The Women Tell All. I can't wait.
After the ceremony we celebrated with delicious food, fun friends and COUSINS! I absolutely adore my cousins and wish ALL of them could've been there to celebrate with us. And YES, my sister Jacki is a natural blonde and is NOT the milk man's daughter. I love her goldilocks!
Before it was time to go, Dallen wanted to give his Great Grandma a hug and kiss good bye. He was immediately drawn to her pretty pink lipstick and dark brown locks. He kept touching her face as if to memorize every square inch. Or maybe he was just trying to figure out the secret to her beauty. I mean, seriously! Doesn't my grandma look AMAZING! I pray I got her genes.
It was so fun to have my little sister Kellie there for the race. She flew in special for the event. Okay, so maybe she came for our cousin's wedding Saturday, but she definitely wanted to race with us. And although neither of us won the gold medal, at least we got to take home this heinous helmet picture to always remember our fun night at the speedway.