loooove

I adore my husband and I just don't tell him enough.
JOSHUA GIBSON I ADORE YOU.

sierra

In the desert, where the cities are made of gold,
there's a girl playing hopscotch with pink ribbon pigtails.
And her mom calls out from an apartment balcony,
"Come on, baby! Your bath is ready! It's almost time for sleep!"
And I wonder who's the father...
And I wonder what they call her - Sierra.

Does her mother smoke, or does she jog every morning?
Does she drink when she thinks about me?
Or doesn't she need to drink... does she have a man who works a nine to five?
Does he come home to kiss our young Sierra, tuck her in and say goodnight?
(And an extra kiss for mama...)
I want that kiss, that kid, that apartment.

I'm ready to settle down now, so get that man out of my bed.
I want my daughter back now, I want to kiss her,
tuck her in and say, "goodnight, my baby girl, Sierra."

Sierra, Sierra, Sierra, Sierra,

I'll never know who you are, and I don't deserve to.
My little girl, we would've been so... oh, nevermind.
But I'm ready to settle down now - yeah, I'm ready to leave that wrecking ball behind.
I could be your carpenter, and you could be my twinkling north star o'er the desert sky.

There are so many weirdos in the world.

And I just can't tolerate it today.

Ugh.

700 Calories in Costco Cheese Pizza

This post is inspired by Cartman.
Sometimes, I just want to be like...
WHATEVA, WHATEVA I do what I want.
Or maybe Saige.
I do what I want when I want.
Or something like that.
Like when I just want to eat, and then I look at the calorie content.
Whatever Food, I'll do what I want.
Whatever Body, I'll do what I want.
Ha. Too bad this will never happen.
Whatever.

I love my dog.
More then most people.
More then anyone.
She's my little dear.
She got a dog bikini today.
And a Mike Tyson bathrobe.
Baby Mike Tyson.
Or Rocky.
And she dances.
And I love her.

you meet every single person in your life for a reason.

iscream

i have a migraine and i cannot get out of bed.
so i shall blog and eat ice cream.
which is actually really weird because i hate ice cream.
it just sounded so good.
it consists of pretzel nuggets, which are covered in fudge and filled with peanut butter, in a vanilla malt ice cream base, which is itself swirled with fudge and peanut butter throughout.
i think the pretzels were the reason i wanted it.
in fact, i'm sure of it on account of the fact that there are no more pretzels in the carton/

Coleman 12'

i'm always thinking about things to blog about. ALWAYS. from when i'm driving to when i am shopping.

today i was just driving and i was like you know who should be the president

gary coleman

the world would be a better place if gary coleman was the president of the united states

i'm not kidding

seriously

but then i was trying to think of things that would make him a great president

or what his policies would be

and honestly i have no idea

hahahahahahhaha

maybe divorce court should get a bailout

there are so many good stories about this man

my dear friend colton once told me this one

he was at hot topic with these creepy, goth girls

and he said something to the effect of "i'd tap that ass"

gary coleman, ass tapper

brilliant

or when he hit a boy at the bowling alley

or when he came to stringhams and his credit card declined

also the time he came to stringhams and told devin ray and i to never get married

because it makes your life hell

well maybe it does if you're married to a gold digging ginger

just a thought

my best friend halie and i are going to be gary colemans papa paparazzi

and if he were the president

we'd start making the big bucks

just tell me now, kaci you are a genius

whatevs dude i'm voting for him

in fact, i'll be his campaign manager

love

i love things

i hate things

i say i like things

it's not true

liking is not something i am good at

i love and i hate

and that's all

i really hate capital letters, forgive me english teachers

duuude, I am feeling like such a cynic tonight

might be the effects of a "SY FY" marathon for about 10 hours

why the eff did they even change it to SY FY rather then Sci Fi

i read this article saying that they changed it so it could be less associated with nerds

and more associated with cool people

cool people spell wrong

apparently

man, i am going to miss my dear cousin dallin dmoney morris

he got his mission call to brazil

it's cool but i'm depressed a little

it's not like i can just jet to brazil so we can have a sci fi marathon

do they even have sci fi in brazil

whatever

so, i just went to walmart and i was like walking around

in josh's sweatpants

i've let myself go

okay not really that bad but the sweatpants are twenty times my size and i looked ridiculous

but i don't even care cause i am a cynic tonight

i met this lady named pam and she was having an awful day

poor woman

so i chatted with her for a while

she told me about the woes of working at walmart

and i just listened

weird i know, me listening

she said she feels like a machine, people don't even think she is there and they are rude to her

oh hell, i'm rambling

oh eff i just said hell

my grandma is going to read this and i am going to get a message on facebook about swearing

it's about to get worse

i was listening to the radio and i heard this song

i think it was justin beiber

it was about flinstones and making beds rock

duuuuuuude

justin beiber, you are like 13

i think it was justin beiber...

whatever
did i mention i have a migraine the size of texas
did i also mention the z key on josh's computer barely works
did i also mention that i believe the ugly organ is the greatest album ever

okay i'm rambling

goodnight

black glitter nonexistent TOMS

I want a pair of TOMS sooooo badly!

tax refund=toms.

Now this is cool, I found it on Wikipedia

When someone buys a pair of TOMS Shoes, a pair is given to a child in need. Over 300,000 pairs of shoes have been given to children under the One for One movement since TOMS launched in 2006. The canvas shoes have been given to children in the United States (Louisiana, Kentucky, Mississippi and Florida), Argentina, Ethiopia and South Africa. In collaboration with the Clinton Global Initiative, TOMS gave a one time donation of shoes to Haiti. During 2009, TOMS Shoes hopes to give away 300,000 pairs of shoes to children in need. They're sold at more than 500 stores nationwide and internationally, including Nordstrom and Whole Foods, which features styles made from recycled materials. In January, TOMS collaborated with Element Skateboards to create a line of TOMS shoes, skate decks and longboards. For each pair of TOMS Element shoes and/or skateboard is bought, one of the same will be given to kids at the Indigo Skate camp in the village Isithumba in Durban, South Africa. Blake Mycoskie is hoping to expand the One for One model into other areas like housing, water and schoolbooks.

And now after all this

my life is so hard

I want a pair of black glitter TOMS

And I cannot find them anywhere

I'm not sure if they exist

I swear I saw them on the website the other day and then BAM nothing

Ugggggh.

I googled Black Glitter Toms annnnnnnnd I found pictures

THEY DO EXIST, I just can't find them
gold, silver, and white
but NO BLACK

Does anyone know if there are black glitters on the actual website?

please help me in my endeavor haha

la la love, my future home.

Can I have this?

and these

and while we are at it

and this

and i just really want these

even if they have nothing to do with this post

dancingchihuahuadancingchihuahuadancingchihuahua

note to self, dancing chihuahua isn't as funny as i think it is

but i can't get over how hilarious it is.

bucket list

I shall visit all of the Disneylands in my life.

Mark my words.

Orlando

Anaheim

Paris

Tokyo

Shanghai

Hong Kong

ohhhh chihuahua

I want one of these of Sadie

Okay, I know, I know

I am craaaaaazy

the byu biker gang and dreams of hermosa

I dedicate this post to the BYU biker gang

Once upon a time

Josh and I were driving down University Ave. in Provo

We were at a stoplight

All of a sudden about thirty girls showed up on the corner

all riding beach cruisers

It was terrifying

Furthermore, I LOVE BEACH CRUISERS.

Just not packs of girls riding them

My nana used to live in Hermosa Beach, CA

Oh the memories, walking to the pier every day

Playing in the ocean and going to Scotty's for breakfast almost every morning

Nostalgia

Wish she never would have sold that house, siggggh

I need a basket on mine, so i can put Sadie in it

Uh-oh the creative bug just bit

And an adorable seat cover

And a new paint job

I think I just found my new project

motto of the day. birds do like french fries.

ht

eight hundred and three

I LOVE GLEE.
I really love Glee.
Did I mention I love Glee?
I'm trying to figure out why I love it so much. This is what I came up with.
The characters are relatable. We all know or knew the quarterback of the football team or the head cheerleader or the annoying "STAR" of the school. Or the asian, or the lovable gay kid, or the bad boy, or the lovable teacher with problems at home. But would we ever see all these people in one club? No. Not usually, but here they are. Not only are they in a club together, they are in Glee club. The most loserish club in the whole school.
The music. I LOVE musicals, but it's not just musicals, it's all kind of music. Modern and old.
I love FINN. He is just so ... cute. Sigh... Wow, I am so lame hahaha.
I love Emma, OCD was never so adorable.
I love Quinn, but only when she isn't a cheerio. That ponytail had to go and it did.
I love Rachel, so annoying but you have to just love her not to mention a fantastic singer.
I love Kurt, the singles lady dance was never done better.
I absolutely adore Artie, something about a kid in a wheelchair singing 'Dancing With Myself'.
and Tina and Santana and Puck and Mercedes and even dumb Brittney.
GAH, I love Glee that's all there is too it.
It starts back up again on April 13, and believe me I'll be there watching.
And that's all for now.

the numbers are getting old

DRESSES! AH! I LOVE DRESSES! 

These dresses are from a seller on etsy.com, http://www.etsy.com/shop/ouma

She makes FANTASTIC dresses and I want them all.

These dresses are from http://www.unique-vintage.com and you guessed it I want them all.

There's something about vintagey looking dresses. 

I absolutely adore Betsey Johnson. 

Favorite Designer Ever.

Not #6

I don't want to blog right now. So I am not going too. There is the blog of the day. The End.

#6

The Superbowl is today, and I am having a hard time caring. Saints and Colts 2010. The only time I feel any interest in the Superbowl is when my dad's Steelers or Josh's Vikings are playing. Which they aren't. Let's see, I "keep up" with the Kardashian's so that puts my alliances to the Saints. Good old Kim, she found a chihuahua and rescued it on the last episode I saw. Is that not so cliche and adorable? Kim Kardashian is walking around Hollywood and finds a lost chihuahua and puts it in her purse. Then goes on to buy it clothes and feed it enough food to feed an army of chihuahuas. Uh, what was I talking about before? Oh yeah the Superbowl. Then we have the Colts, good old Payton Manning with a heart of gold and great talent. So, who should my alliances rest with? Tetris. Yes, my alliances lie with Tetris. Last year during the Superbowl, I got a great game of Tetris in. Man, I love Tetris. Nothing better then stacking blocks up and making them perfectly fit to take down another layer. UGH. The worst thing is when you get up to the top and the caution light starts flashing and you LOSE! Worst day ever. Then you start up another game, and keep playing. And then that cute little theme song that plays in the background. Wow, I want to play, but I gotta wait till four. It's like a Superbowl tradition. Play Tetris, pause for commercials, play Tetris some more, be awesome. And that's all. Maybe I'll update later about who wins and how great my game was.  Okay, here's the update. Saints win, and I got numerous games of Tetris in. The End.

#5

This post almost didn't happen, I'm serious. Ugh, I am sooo tired for no apparent reason. I think video games do that to you. And you are most likely thinking in your head, uh... what in the world do video games have to do with anything? And I'm thinking uh... that's what I'm here to tell you. Today, I went to the FIFA tournament of the century. You are probably wondering what is FIFA? According to Urban Dictionary FIFA is a series of EA Sports videogames. General considered to be the greatest soccer videogaming series on the market, if not the best overall videogames.
What did you do last weekend?
I won the Champions League Final 11-0 of FIFA.
On World-Class?
Yeah.
You know that you have no life, right?
Gah, I'm really hating on Urban Dictionary right now. Could everyone stop looking up your name and posting it on Facebook? Maybe I'll gain some respect for it again. UGH. Okay back to the topic.
The tournament was held at Rio Tinto Stadium and my dear husband Joshua and his bestie Martin played in it. And I, was moral support... or something like it. They were doing pretty well until a fourteen year old knocked Josh out of the third round and a twelve year old nerdy glasses boy knocked out Martin in the fourth round. I guess that's what happens when you play FIFA 24/7. Not that Josh and Martin don't play 24/7... Well this leads me to the fifth thing I love. FIFA. Usually I could care less. But today I felt very... emotional about FIFA. I just wanted my boys to win. I was this crazy girl who was jumping and clapping and getting all excited when a goal was scored. Oh not to mention I was one of the only girls. The rest were a bunch of adolescent boys just hitting puberty and haven't gotten the concept of deodorant yet. Oh and men who haven't gotten the concept of deodorant either. Am I getting my point across? It stunk in that room.
I think I'll start playing FIFA. They are having another tournament in April supposedly, and I think I will start training now. No really, I think I will. I'd be that twelve year old kid that they all hate except minus the 12 part just add a girl part. With Josh and Martin as my coaches, I'd have a good chance. Well, maybe. FIFA is life. FIFA or die. Blah, blah, whatever. The End.

#4

Time to blog again, I am making cupcakes as I blog. They are in the oven right now. And they look... uh... good? The middle is falling in, which is no bueno.  The beeper just buzzed, took out the cupcakes. They look like poop. Man, I hate comparing the food I make to poop. They don't taste like poop however. They are actually really, really, really tasty. I'm not sure the problem though, Dallin is even here, maybe that 's the problem.  Dallin Morris is a bad influence on my cooking, but I love him. Which is why my friends, Dallin Morris is number 4.

Dallin Morris, is a boy, a boy with a dream. He wants to be a chef and I believe in him.  Dallin goes to BYU, and I'm not aware if you know the song "I Love College." Well Dallin's theme song should be "I Hate College." He really hates school, but if I went to BYU I would hate it too. Dallin's dream is to go to culinary school and get a business degree, marry a model, and live on the beach. He enjoys Spongebob Squarepants, cruising, the beach, and his favorite cousin Kaci. I only became Dallin's favorite cousin about 6 months ago, when he came to BYU and I was at UVU. So we decided to bond and hang and chill, and we did. 

We talked about the troubles of the world and what we would do if we were president. We talked about cakes and food and parents and sisters and BYU and grandmas and great grandmas and well you get the point. And once we made a cake, it was good...? Okay it was terrrible, well not terrible. It was our first time evvvver using fondant. So give us a break, the cake part tasted good at least. Speaking of, I really want to take a cake decoration class. If anyone knows of one, please let me know. I also want to take a yoga class or pilates or something. AHHHH! Getting of topic again. It's the ADD, don't worry about it. Anyways. Dallin, Dallin, Dallin. With nothing more to say, I'm done. That's that.

#3

Well, I am the person your english teacher warned you about. I write useless information, A LOT. That's my writing downfall. Especially in blogging. Okay whatever, the cow jumped over the moon. Anywayyyyyyys.
Oh man I am sooo excited to blog about my number 3 love. CUPCAKES! I love cupcakes, there is something about them that is just... adorable? Is that the word I'm looking for?

I don't know if you are aware, buuuut my dear cousin Dallin aka Dmoney and I are chefs. We make cakes.  SO the endeavor of this week is going to be cupcakes. I don't mean some crap box betty crocker cupcakes, with crap frosting in a plastic container. I'm talking real.
Also, I'm going to tie this into weddings somehow or the other. Replace your cake with cupcakes. It's just plain adorable. Here I am writing useless things that don't have much to do with the topic at hand. Moving ooonnnnn.

I found this recipe on another blog actually.
 http://52cupcakes.blogspot.com/2006/05/billys-vanilla-vanilla-cupcakes-with.html.
I also want to try red velvet, so we'll find a recipe for that later. AHHHH! Did I mention I am terribly excited to try this?!

Billy's Vanilla, Vanilla Cupcakes
Makes about 30 cupcakes
1 3/4 cups cake flour, not self-rising
1 1/4 cups unbleached all-purpose flour
2 cups sugar
1 tablespoon baking powder
3/4 teaspoon salt
1 cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter, cut into 1-inch cubes
4 large eggs
1 cup whole milk
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract

1. Preheat oven to 325°. Line cupcake pans with paper liners; set aside. In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the paddle attachment, combine flours, sugar, baking powder, and salt; mix on low speed until combined. Add butter, mixing until just coated with flour.

2. In a large glass measuring cup, whisk together eggs, milk, and vanilla. With mixer on medium speed, add wet ingredients in 3 parts, scraping down sides of bowl before each addition; beat until ingredients are incorporated but do not overbeat.

3. Divide batter evenly among liners, filling about two-thirds full. Bake, rotating pan halfway through, until a cake tester inserted in the center comes out clean, 17 to 20 minutes.

4. Transfer to a wire rack to cool completely. Repeat process with remaining batter. Once cupcakes have cooled, use a small offset spatula to frost tops of each cupcake. Decorate with sprinkles, if desired. Serve at room temperature.

Billy's Vanilla Buttercream
Colored sprinkles, for decorating (optional)
Makes enough for 30 cupcakes

1 cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter, room temperature
6 to 8 cups confectioners' sugar
1/2 cup milk
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract

1. In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the paddle attachment, cream butter until smooth and creamy, 2 to 3 minutes. With mixer on low speed, add 6 cups sugar, milk, and vanilla; mix until light and fluffy. If necessary, gradually add remaining 2 cups sugar to reach desired consistency.
Enjoy!
Okay, so I'll follow up on how they turn out. Hopefully better then the cake endeavor. But really Dallin and I are chefs. So don't even worry about it. 

                                               

                                                

                   

                                                

#2

As you can tell, I am crazy about shabbyblogs and I am having a hard time picking out which background I like the best. So, I think it's probably going to change every single day until I get sick of blogging. Which is hopefully never, but we all know it will most likely be tomorrow. I also just realized, I am not a very good writer. I really need my second half to write well, and I don't mean Josh. I need my little sister. When we are together, we can write these crazy, creative things that make absolutely no sense while making all the sense in the world. We once wrote a story that was the christmas carol revised. A Rapper's Christmas Carol. It was good, really good. We created Ray J by the way, he was our main chraracter, so the girls on that awful show for the love of Ray-J should be thanking Saige and I. There was Ray-Z, Ray-J, and Momma G.Wow. Here I am rambling again. Awesome. This just shows that I need my inspiration named Saige.
So this actually brings me to the number two noun I love. Saige, my little sister. Okay, so I don't know if LOVE is the proper word for her. I don't "love" her by any means. It's just not what we do, we don't "love." We make fun of each other and be really mean and write rude things about each other on facebook. That's how we show "love." I'm actually quite fond of it. I'd rather it be this way then if we really hated each other. We like "hating" on each other. My mom once told me, "love her and leave her." Well I could never leave her, or love her for that matter. (;
Saige is really talented. She is a senior in High School and is a cheerleader. One of the best on her squad she wouldn't want me to say that. She doesn't believe it and probabaly never will, but I don't really care, I'm saying it anyway. Let's see, more about Saige... She is awfully mean and never does the dishes. She has lots of friends and tries to copy me all the time, from my music to my "style" as she calls it. But that's okay, I take it as a form of flattery.
She has this boyfriend named CJ, who wrestles and won some kind of region tournament against some kid who stalls a lot and apparently is a huge DBAG. I know nothing about wrestling and probabaly will never. Josh hates wrestling, so therefore I do too. Okay, that's actually not the reason... I just never got into it I suppose. BUT Saige loves it. She is the assistant captain for the wrestling/basketball season. I did a big campaign for her to become Captain, but the whole "I'm not good enough for anything" hit her. So alas she is not the captain, well not to mention the captain was chosen. She is a fantastic writer, she should really start blogging herself. Did I mention that she is hilarious and she does this face that is so ridiculous. And I love hate her, and that's why she is #2. And that's that.

#1

Alright, this is number one on the list of things I love. It's something I just found. http://www.shabbyblogs.com/backgrounds.html
oh my gosh, these are adorable backgrounds. seriously.
Blogging, blogging, blogging. My goal is to write about at least one thing I love each day, and I am going to stick to that goal. And that's that.

Crazy

I am going to throw this out there, I am crazy. No, really you think I'm kidding. I'm not. The only reason I started yet another blog is because I just have all these insane ideas in my head that I feel the urge to get out. I just come across so many things that I just adore. SO that's what I'll be sharing with you on this little blog of mine.