Katie Taylor

This beautiful woman happens to be my best friend since the womb.

(22 years, 2 months, 6 days)

she is incredible, seriously.

she is beautiful

she has a strong spirit

she has so much self control

she hates fake tanning

she isnt a judgey mormon

she has a strong testimony

she can skateboard and snowboard

she is fun

she laughed at my car dance, that also happens to be the "didja call didja call" dance

she is 22 and nearly graduated

she gave me a thumb scar from clawing me

she always got the good barbie

she has goals

we pretty much do everything together

we went skydiving together

we go on family vacations together

we were on a softball team together

we volunteer together

we created bramixi and were a part of "generation...X"

we make nicknames up for boys i bring home like basketball head, nails, lump on a log, grunge boy, etc

we have a choreographed dance on a scooter to "if you steal my sunshine"

we have a really cool rap song "ying yang, a yingity yang, ying to the yang, yeahhhh"

we used to make flower pictures

we used to play mario kart for hours on end

when i'd get mad at her i'd clean her room and pick up carpet pieces

when we were little she gave me santa earrings

sometimes we see pitbull puppies for sale

and i plug my noses and say "as i walk along the path" and its hilarious


pretty much she is awesome, and i love her.
that is all.

i love hockey

i stole this from mister kyle becci describing hockey &
it gave me goose bumps.

"The cockiest, dirtiest, most irresponsible group of athletes in the world. Will do anything just to be able to tell his teammates a great story in the dressing room. Live the dream until they are 35 then realize they never made it. Ladies love us, guys want to be us, we are the soul of the universe. You lace up the skates, put on the gloves, strap on the helmet, and walk on to the ice and nothing else matters. It doesn't matter that you failed a test, your girl is being a bitch, or that you got a ticket on the way there...your world is absolutely perfect for the next couple hours. Here's to face-offs, goals, assists, saves, overtime, living on the road, cold rinks, early mornings, breakaways, going top cheese, flashing the leather, countless hours of practice, bag skates, puking, thousands of dollars, dangling d-men, end to end rushes, big hits, broken twigs, new skates, packing bombs, dropping the mitts, wheelin' broads, coaches, adding the letter "y" to the end of everyone's last name, the word "fuck", pick up, tape to tape sauce, let downs, miracles and most of all - the game of Hockey. Why? Why do we skate back and forth night after night? Skating so hard we throw up. Skating so hard your heart beat rings in your head, while your lungs are grasping for air. Late nights, early mornings, Friday nights, Saturday evenings, broken bones, torn muscles and deep bruises. We skate through it all. Because we live off our adrenaline, because the game frees your spirit, because the party in the locker room is second to none, because you're invincible once you step on the ice, because one shot can make you smile all night, sniping the twine, backy shelf where momma keeps the peanut butter, the rattling of the boards, the feel of the puck, and skates carving into the ice is a rhythm to live by, because its possible to skate fast enough to leave all your worries behind."


i really love this quote, and i really really love that i understand it all, and relate to it.
the end.

what is new

i've managed to stay extra busy with school and other things

these past few weeks i've:

gone to 2 jazz games and got millsap to sign my jersey (thanks avery and lachel)

got an Iphone, finally

went to a FANTASTIC International Association for Identification tri-state conference and learned SO much (4 days, 10 hours a day, this may eventually get its own post)

turned in my application for my internship at Weber Metro CSI, everyone cross your fingers

had an unemployment review and did fantastic

went to dinner and saw Easy A, so funny!

went to lots of hockey games, but we never pulled off a win

played with my dearest best friends in west jordan, how i love them

gotten A's on two tests, this whole 'no job' thing gives me ample time to study

gave up on working out, boooo. i feel really guilty

started sewing my halloween costume, and love it

Westley James

i once had a short-lived fantastic friendship with WJW and then i suddenly didnt fit in to his life; i miss talking to him. i honestly think about it every day and my stomach drops from anguish over my lost friendship with him.
Westley James, I miss you. alot.

Making Strides Against Breast Cancer

I am walking Oct 9th to raise awareness about breast cancer.
If you can, please donate to help raise money towards breast cancer research:

http://main.acsevents.org/site/TR/MakingStridesAgainstBreastCancer/MSABCFY11National?px=17857104&pg=personal&fr_id=28085

things i want to do this fall:

corn maze
haunted house
make caramel apples
carve a pumpkin
make pumpkin chocolate chip raisin cookies
take a ride up the canyon to see the leaves
make homemade soup from scratch
watch a scary movie
have lots of jacket days, NOT lots of coat day

30 days= 30 (+) hours

Nicole and I have both aquired ample spare time so we decided to do a thirty day challenge.

She's going to bikeram (some sort of death wish hot yoga class from what i gather)

and I'm going to kick back up my 'body for life' workout routine.

Today was day 1 of our quest for health and so far we're both on track.

I ran 3 miles and did BFL arms, my favorite workout routine ever (ask Jos & Katie).

I'm going to the gym an hour a day and she's doing bikeram an hour a day.

Thirty days, thirty hours.

Last year at this time I was in the best shape I've ever been in, and sadly i just quit working at it.

The plan is to get that old Randi body back.

:)

yahoo