Tuesday, February 17, 2009

A house divided, but not a home

Last fall Carleton camped out for a few days to get his name put in a pot for Duke basketball tickets.  He (and most of the guys that camped with him) was lucky enough to get a ticket to several games including the Duke v. Carolina game!  Although he already had a ticket, he wanted a better seat, so he and a few of his friends decided to camp out.  Me being the kind loving wife that I am decided even though I don't like duke, and I was rooting for the other team, I do love my husband and I'd camp out with him.  So the night before the game we had the ....opportunity (ha) to stand in line for a couple hours to wait to get inside only to wait for another hour and a half to hear Coach K.  I thought to myself, hey this might be a turning point in my life-no I wouldn't turn to a Duke fan, but I might gain some respect for Coach K.  His speech started out pretty good, and my hopes were high, until he dropped the F bomb and started cussing like it was going out of style.  It was all downhill from there.  We had to sit through 4 assistant coaches give little speeches, one of which felt like a talk in Sacrament meeting, in fact, Carleton's friend, John said he felt like he was supposed to say "amen" at the end of it too.  That was probably the highlight of the night believe it or not.  Just incase sleeping outside where there's a lot of lights on and a bunch of people chanting "Go to H*** Carolina go to..."  wasn't bad enough, they had  to play rap/hip hop/and other obnoxious music really loud on what sounded like some pretty nice club speakers til 2am.  To make matters worse they blow a horn/siren thing randomly throughout the night, it started at 5pm and didn't stop until 6:45 the next morning.  Every time the siren went off Carleton would have to get out of the tent, put his shoes on and run to the table to sign-in, guess who got no sleep that night and left for work at 7 that morning...yeah that would be me, and where did I get to watch the game? 

That's right, by myself in the living room on our high quality TV...and where did Carleton get to watch the game?

mhmm he was number 75 to get into the game which equals...awesome seats (a few feet away from Bill Cowher-the coach who won a superbowl with the steelers for all you gals out there like me who didn't know he was)

The end result: Carolina whooped Duke, but Ashley was a very good sport and didn't make any snide comments, in fact she was asleep by the time Carleton got home and said nothing of the game the next morning.  Carleton got sick and Ashley didn't see him once when he wasn't in bed until Saturday, which by the way he was still sick then-yes our first valentine's day together.  But lastly and most importantly, our house is not divided anymore...at least until March 8th when they play again!

Sunday, February 8, 2009

The Greatest Show on Earth!

next time Carleton and I will be in the back of the picture...

After being made fun of several times for buying tickets to the circus by some of his law school buddies, I think Carleton was starting to have doubts about attending...however, once we got there and got to meet the characters and animals, every doubt was gone.  We got to see tigers, elephants (one painted a picture), 7 motorcyclists in the ball cage, flying trapeze people, and several other crazy things that I'm not even sure what they're called besides AWESOME.  If I were their mothers, I'm pretty sure I would've had a heart attack by this point watching them-I seriously thought like 10 of them were goners.  On a lighter note, we got red clown noses which was pretty cool too (even if they did smell really bad).  We officially love and highly recommend the circus!

Thursday, February 5, 2009

"Holly"wood Party

Our friend, Holly turned 25 last weekend and had a big "Holly"wood party.  It was a great excuse to dress up and have a nice time with our old friends we don't get to see as much now that we're married.  Two of our other friends, Jessica and Hilary turn 25 this year too around the same time, so our hopes are high for what fun festivities will surround their birthdays!  Happy birthday, Holly, thanks to you and all those that helped with your party-it was a hit!

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Starburst Bowling!

Ben's: the bum bump
and the almost kiss...sorta

Friday night was yet another fun double-date night!  We started out at the theater with my parents, we saw Taken...it was SOOO good, if you like non-stop action, it's a must see.  Then we bought some starbursts and headed to Mardi Gras for some bowling festivities.  We met our friends Ben and Kristin there.  On a side note, I used to love bowling; however, I went to BYU-Idaho.  Going to BYU-Idaho, lots of guys ask you out, more than half of them think that bowling is an idea that's all their own so you end up bowling 3-4 times a week with a new guy each time and his "unique" idea.  What's more annoying about this?  I'm still just as bad even with all the "practice" I got in college.  Before you think I'm a complete Debbie downer and knocking all those poor boys down, I had a change of heart...one night I agreed to go on a date with another "original" guy (original because he wanted to do what? bowl!).  Turns out he was a professional, of course, but to even the playing field he brought a bag of starbursts.  The rules: each person take a color starburst and choose their "style" of bowling for it, then before every turn you have to close your eyes and draw a starburst and bowl in whatever style you'd chosen depending on the color starburst.  Ben: Red- ball on ground, hit ball with butt (this one hurt a few times); Kristin: Green (she could remember everyone's but hers)-bowl between your legs any way you choose; Carleton: Blue- stand backwards and on opposite dominant leg using dominant hand; Ashley: Pink (duh)- spin three times and hold ball in opposite dominant hand; Group: Orange- hold ball however you can with your hands in fists (mostly we just cradled it and let it roll down our arms).  The group picture is each of us doing our style bowling.  What a fun date, if any of you are like me and are all bowled out or you just want to level the playing field (ie: my pro brother and my not so pro sister) get a bag of starbursts (or M&Ms) and head to the bowling alley!

Monday, February 2, 2009

We have the sweetest backyard ever!

Carleton sharing his life story with the geese...
The first time he did this one jumped up to get it, it was awesome but I didn't get it on camera, so I had him try again, the second time the goose was tired of being teased, so it left, this one reached until it got it- they're so cute!
This picture is really cool because I'm throwing the piece of bread and you can see it in mid air right before he caught it!
I think it's our goal to always have a smooching picture for every entry we make;)

Whenever Carleton and I make hot chicken sandwich for dinner we always have a lot of bread left over (you cut off the crust before you bake it) so we feed it to the geese that live in the pond behind our apartment.  Carleton did it the first time and I must admit, I was a little jealous so this time I was home so I went with him.  IT WAS SOOOO COOL!  As soon as they saw us coming they started swimming towards us at a leisurely pace...the second they saw me throw a piece of bread, they flocked to us.  At first I was throwing it but Carleton said make them come to me and they'd eat it right out of my hand.  He got a good picture of me jumping in mid air, it startled me!   We can't wait to bring Kaylee and Talan over to feed them with us, I think they'll love it, but like their aunt, might be a little startled at first.

It's official!

Carleton kept making fun of me, calling me Mrs. Condie since I hadn't gotten my name changed yet.  I went to the social security office twice and didn't have any luck, well I really wanted to show him I'd changed my name for a Christmas present, so on Christmas Eve they were open and I didn't have to miss work, or wait forever like I previously had.  I got the receipt print out for my name change request and put it in his stocking for Christmas morning, since then, my new social security card has arrived and I was able to get my license changed!  I'm so glad I don't have that awful picture anymore although this one isn't much better.  What stinks is it still says I'm 5'04 on my license...he teases me about that too, but I swear I'm 5'5 and 3/4"!