celebrating

Steven and i got pretty dang spoiled last weekend. His parents took us out to tepanayaki.

Yes, the tepanyaki.

Basically the best restaurant on the planet. And as such, is saved for very special occasions.

This time, we were celebrating Papa Collins landing a big head-honcho job, horray!

It was a very rejoiceful weekend. For Papa Collins, and the Japanese steak. Yummmm..

Graham has decided to jump into a light-speed growth spurt. He has probably quadrupled in size since we got him. It's insane.

Flynn's hair is finally growing back, which means he doesn't look like a naked mole-rat anymore. *praises*

midnight movies and mayhem.

It was a pretty exciting weekend over in our neck of the suburbs! First off let us discuss... the hunger games! I've heard all sorts of mixed opinions. Personally, I truly feel as though you have to have read the books in order to fully grasp the entire scope of the story. So if you haven't read the books... you might not like the movie. Alright?? But that's no reason to go hating on a perfectly awesome story.
I thought it was absolutely brilliant. The characters we dead spot on. Like... woah. They could not have been more perfect! Jennifer Lawrence is officially my homegirl. And Josh Hutcherson... oh my.  He completely captured everything I envisioned Peeta to be. And so much more.
I love how it really put you inside Katniss' head. So you saw what she saw, and felt what she felt - just like the book did. I probably cried at least ten times. And did anyone else have a heart attack when the mutt jumped out even though you totally knew it was coming?? Yeah, i think the whole theater was screaming bloody murder.
Anyways, I've heard people complain about a few things that were changed.... well duh! They have to condense a book into a 2 hour and 22 minute story! Bottom line: Suzanne Collins wrote the screenplay. So obviously every change that was made stayed true to the story, and was deemed acceptable by the Queen herself. The only thing I wish had been different was that the camera wasn't so shaky the first twenty minutes.. it gave me a huge headache. So i'd advise not seeing it on the huge IMAX and sitting as far back as possible.
Overall, I guess what it comes down to is: believe the hype. Hunger Games is the bomb. And Suzanne Collins is a storytelling magician. #lastnameawesomeness!

And then it came to pass that on the 24th of March, Steven and I made the commute through the dreaded Utah Valley construction in order to usher in the coming of Spring by throwing colorful chalk into the air. True Story. It was my third year going, and let me tell ya... best year yet! Luckily for us, the Indians don't mind sharing their celebration with a bunch of crazy kids.

Lets cross our fingers that all that chalk throwing did some good, and all the cold storms will stay the heck outta here. *hopin' for sunshine!*

i want to buy a zoo

Firstly, I just have to tell you about the movie Steven and I finally saw this weekend. Because it was basically the cutest movie i have ever seen EVER. Has everyone seen "We Bought a Zoo?" For shame. For SHAME. First of all, it's the most awesome story of all time. Secondly, it convinced me that no matter what I accomplish in life, it will be totally lame and anti-climactic compared to owning a zoo. A zoo with tigers no less. Love me some tigers.

And thirdly, the little girl is the the most adorable thing i have ever seen in my life. It kinda made my ovaries ache a little. tmi? well, it's true. I challenge any childless female to watch that movie and not come out baby hungry. Seriously.

Steven and I also became offically part of our ward on sunday when I was called as a YW advisor and him as the YM second counselor! Obviously our bishop thinks our maturity levels are better suited to be with the teenagers. But we aren't complaining. Some people (cough cough aimee and nina) think it's funny I'm back in YW, considering i never went when I was in it myself. And to that I say....why yes, it is quite histerical. But your just jealous that I'm not your leader. so hah.

Tax season is slowly creepying up on us at my work. And I'm in no way prepared for it. I can't believe I even made it through one season. And I don't think any of my co-workers can either. I always thought working in an office would be a party. And then I realized not every office is going to be exactly like the tv show. I'm pretty sure if I started jamming the accountant's drawers and putting their staplers in jello... they wouldn't think it was too funny. Granted, we do ice cream cake for birthdays, it gives me plenty of time to make use of the $8 a month we spend on netflix, and I've occasionally recieved awkward emails from a co-worker that were suppose to be going to his wife. (His wife and I have the same exact name you see.) Those parts are pretty awesome.

I'm really loving that Steven works so close to home ever since he got transferred! I'm wondering how I use to survive without spending the whole lunch hour with him. Spoiled, I know. I had this dream the other night that Steven was Jim, and I was Pam and we worked together in my office and it was pretty much the most magnicificent thing ever. Except for that Voldemort was our boss, and not Michael Scott. And he fired us and sent us to Afganistan because Flynn went potty on his favorite chair.

That dream sounds so much weirder once I've typed it out.

Maybe my subconsious is really sick of cleaning up Flynn's accidecnts.

And seeing so many pictures of Voldemort on pinterest.

And watching every single episode of the office to catch Steven up.

Just maybe.

Also, Steven said something last night that just has to be written down for history's sake.

And because yes Steven, you are just so dang funny.

He looked at me and said, "woooww your eyes are like extra-terrestrial!"

A little hurt by that I said,"rude! why would you say that??"

And to that he replied, "because they are out of this world."

oh yes he did.