Shinedown...

Justin and I went to see Shinedown's concert at the Sunbowl. It was a lot of fun. I've never been to a concert, at least not a concert like this. The only down side was the dumb chick that getting up on to guys' shoulders. Seriously, she had two guys that would lift her, in fact, I think you can kinda see her in the picture below. I did get my revenge. Eventually, I ended up behind her and I chucked a penny at her head... hard...

Not actually Shinedown on stage. It was a band from Vegas called Adalitas Way. They were really good. I highly recommend them.

Sorry for the quality of the photos. I didn't realize I could take my camara so the pictures were taken with my 2 megapixel phone..

Oh! And after watching a bunch of YouTube videos of Shinedown live, we were going prepared to be dissappointed. But they were really good! We were really pleased.

Stupid Mouse...

As of yesterday morning, we have caught 18 mice in our house... I know... that's a lot of mice, but in our defense, we live next to two pastures and above a garage, so it is only to be expected. At least we don't have many bugs...

A few days ago, an incident happened that has been referred to since as "The Flyswatter Incident."

I had just got home from work and had stepped over the line of glue boards we have across the entrance to the kitchen to get a drink of water when the line of glue boards shuddered. I looked down and there was a mouse. But the dumb thing was barely on the board and would most likely be coming off before Justin could get home to take care of it. Muttering threats under my breath, I put on my big girl pants and brave face and grabbed the flyswatter. I'm sure you can see where this is going... I didn't at the time...

When a person uses a flyswatter, they hit quickly and then the reflex pulls their arm back... Well, I hit the mouse as hard as I could with the flyswatter and then proceeded to pull not only the glue board, but the now unconscious mouse attached to it back in the general direction of my face.

I admit here that I may have screamed a little... Not that it roused the mouse...

Anyway, of course the flyswatter is stuck to the board so to get it off, I step on the board... and get my shoes stuck to the board... WITH THE MOUSE ON IT!!!!

After prying myself off the board, I flipped on of the other boards on top of the mouse... just to make sure he's good and stuck before whacking it repeatedly in my irritation with the flyswatter. I grab a plastic grocery sack to put the mouse and the used boards in to take them down to the trash... it falls on the floor... on to the other glue boards...

So now my bag is stuck and my phone is ringing. It's Justin. He keeps apologizing for not being there to take care of it. I pry the bag off, carefully, but still manage to rip it a little. I'm still talking to Justin as I carry the bugger outside. As I'm walking down the stairs to the garbage can, Kevin and Sara's dog, Kyler, comes bounding up and smells the bag. I scold him in jest that "this is your job!" There is silence on the other end of the phone before I hear a softly muttered "sorry". Oh no! "I wasn't talking to you, Justin! I was talking to the dog!"

Hey... I can see my house from here...

On the 29th of August, I threw a bridal shower for my soon-to-be sister-in-law, Shae in Fernley. Originally, I thought we'd have just a really cool Girls' road trip... Then, we decided that her dad would just fly to and from Fernley on that Saturday. I have never been on a plane that small so I was very, very nervous. The night before, we had guests over and they were there until midnight. I had to be up at 4:00am so Sara (did I mention she came too?) and I could be to the airport at 5:30am (or so I thought).

This was the view of the sunrise out my window.

Sara and I catching Shae asleep behind us.

This is a view of my old high school from the air. GO VAQUEROS!

Windy (Shae's mom) was a good sport and was a contestant in one of the most ridiculous games. She was up against another lady and they had to race from one end of the room to the other, put on oven mitts and then put on knee highs. She opted to put them on over her shoes...

This was an interesting game. It was a mix between Who Wants to be a Millionaire and Jepordy. I do think that she did end up winning... and we fudged the lines a little bit to give her more life lines...

What Bridal Shower would be complete with out presents?

(on a side note... Windy was texting to try and get her sons to take care of a dead horse for a lady. Apparently, they are rather large and heavy and diffficult to bury... I know, kinda depressing...)Look whose awake... This really is a picture of our house! I zoomed in and everything.

We're back in St. George!

The flight home was super bumpy and Sara and I nearly puked! Luckily, she had mint gum and that helped a lot. All in all it was fun, but the hour of laying on the floor afterwards to get my stomach to stop rolling wasn't so much...

Loren's Wedding

When Justin and I lived in Fernley, he was called to be the ward mission leader. I can't express just how much he disliked that position. Not because he worked with the missionaries or had to take missionaries out to remote parts of Nevada when they ran out of miles on their car, but because he had to go to PEC. He hated hearing about the people in the ward who were having disciplinary action taken against them...

Anyway, one of the elders that served there was Loren Noel. He's about a month younger than me and we hit it off like we were brother and sister. After he went home, he moved back to Las Vegas to go to school. We moved back to St. George and every so often, we still hang out with Loren.

He and his fiance, Danielle, were married in the Las Vegas temple in early August. It was the first time Justin and I had been to the Las Vegas temple. It is so pretty inside! I love the little atrium garden in the middle.

Justin and I outside the temple.

Whoops...

I just realized that I have absolutely nothing posted for September. That's a real shame because we did a lot, so I will try to summarize in the next few posts.