Brace yourself. This is long. But good.

Oh where to being...

With the normal things, or the not so normal things?

Nothing I do is normal so that helps.

What an amazing summer this has been!

Fabulous mix of crazy adventures and relaxing beach days.

I really do live a great life.

bliss.

Um, I didn't blog once in June. Guess I am failing at my blogging goal.

June...

What even happened in June?

Anything?

My parents came up for a few days while my little brother Davis (I say little, when I should say younger because he is bigger than I will ever be) was at basketball camp.

It was so much fun to have my parents come up and play! My mom laid out at the King Henry pool with my sister and I... how great is that?! I loved it.

My parents along with Shelley and myself had to opportunity to spend the day together up in Park City. It was such a glorious day trip. We walked the streets, ate lunch outside and truly enjoyed the beautiful weather. We met Brady and Brittany for dinner at the Homestead where we continued eating. Every good experience in life is centered around food. We sat on the deck overlooking the water and golf course, they had the biggest, craziest looking ducks I have ever seen. There was also a cute little cat trying to catch fish with his paw. I loved it :)

Side note: I am sitting in the PHX airport right now and I can't help but stare at this scandalous girl. Who really travels in a lycra V-neck (you all know it isn't just some gap v-neck, though I will spare you the details) white denim skinny jeans, 6 inch stiletto heels and all the jewelry the Pirates ride at Disney show cases?! I don't even feel the need to describe her barbie-blonde hair and lady gaga make-up.

Back to my life...

Actually, one last thing about this girl: Someone needs to inform her that multi colored LV bags went out of style when I was in 8th grade...

Ok, me, me, me.

I recently went on a non-date, you know the dates where the guy is totally like "Oh no this isn't a date, this is just 2 boys and 2 girls doing something together and I just happened to call you and ask you to do this but really it isn't a date, just a hangout"... yeah, call it what you want, that is a date.

On this non-date we went rock climbing. Better known as mountain scaling. McCall and I had no idea what we were getting ourselves into. It was dusk when the boys picked us up. I had on jelly sandals and Cally had on Toms. Yes, we knew we were going rock climbing. I think McCall might have even had a dress on? The boys assured us we were fine though because they had rock climbing shoes for us. It was then we realized we were rock climbing, outside, on a mountain. Rick, bless his heart, even just walking up the trail he had to grab my arms and literally hoist me up to the next rock. Once we were stopped at a dead end, drop off on one side, mountain on the other, mountain in front and no way back down the boulders the boys said "climb"... here is the story of "climb"

McCall-- uh he just started walking up that like a mountain goat.

Em-- I'm not moving

As the boys climb unattached to anything, rock and debris are sliding down on adding to mine and Cally's fear. Once the first boy was up he yells "dude this doesn't look to safe, it is a little sketch, not sure the girls will be ok"... um we can hear you.

We didn't have any choice though.

McCall was harnessed first. Oh I wish this was filmed.

McCall--now what

Boys--climb

McCall--where

Boys--up

Em--Put your left foot here

McCall--um nope.

It took Cally a good while to get up the mountain. The boys were not very nice to her. They said things like "I bet your parents hate you," "hurry up, you are so slow" and all sorts of other really pleasant things one wants to hear while scaling a mountain for the first time, oh and she never got her rock climbing shoes, still in Toms she was! I don't blame her at all though, she had never done this before, didn't know these boys and was just supposed to "trust" the rope. Not an easy task. Did I mention it was windy and starting to sprinkle? As Cally finishes up her climb I change into real rock climbing shoes, they should rename them "foot numbing shoes". They were so small and squishing my feet so horribly I swear blood was going to come out of my eyeballs. As I began to climb (I had done this before so I wasn't quite as slow as Cally) night time creeps closer and closer, the boys kept giving me words of encouragement, "em you are doing so great, we are so proud of you".

Once all four of us arrived at the top of the mountain it was pretty much a race to get back down before the wind blew us away, by this time it was only twinkly stars and Provo temple giving us light (I was in a continual state of prayer and cussing, talk about awkward). See the screen of your computer? That is about the width of the ledge McCall and I had to walk on. Add some shrubbery and jagged rocks and you can imagine our excitement. We had to walk only a few feet, maybe 15 to get to our rappel. I might have refused to move for a moment. I think these boys wanted to push us over the ledge. Cally did an amazing job rappelling down! It took me a little longer to go down because I refused to move for another moment. If you thought that was the end of it and we had made it back to flat land your thoughts have mislead you. Our rope wasn't exactly long enough so we were only half way down the mountain we had climbed. We then had to hike back down the mountain. Joy. My feet were bleeding. I had 4 toenails fall off from this adventure. That is all I have to prove. I don't have any pictures. You should embrace us and be grateful our lives were spared that night.

Can't promise to post again soon!

xox

em

I can promise a plethora of pictures in the next post.

What's a girl who lives a normal life supposed to blog about?

So glad my life isn't normal.

As of lately I have had a lot of changes happen in my life

I wasn't exactly anticipating these changes.

change is fabulous though.

The only problem is with change comes change.

I have gone from showering every 3 days to every 6...if I am lucky, or if all of you are lucky.

I have gone from loving 8-9 hours of glorious sleep to 4-5 hours of so-so sleep

I have gone from not having a calling in my ward because I travel to much to having a calling I have to plan my travel schedule around.

Once upon a time I had time. Time to shop for pretty shoes, time to wear pretty shoes, time to pose and take semi creepy pictures with my shoes.

I have started working full time at the down town location. I previously was part time in Draper. I am obsessed with my job. I secretly wish I could sleep on the bed in the aesthetics room, I feel my dreams would be of sparkles and facials, I would wake up with all these amazing, mind blowing ideas. Well, more than I already to.

I was able to represent "I'm Beautiful" (the Salon I work for) on the morning show, Good Things Utah. We did a segment on eyebrow shaping.

I can't seem to get the video to load. You can go to imbeautiful.com, or their facebook page. You can also access it through my facebook page to find the link!

I was a little nervous, but then once I saw the set the feeling of a 1980's Disney show flooded over me and thus my nerves were no longer an issue. However, don't be alarmed when you watch and realize that I am an awkward person.

I like to think that I am a fairly smart girl. We joke at work that I am cute and smart... not really a joke though. I did make one dumb decision though, just one.

7:00 AM CLASS

WORST IDEA EVER.

Leaving my humble abode at 6:30 in the morning, to sit in an easy algebra (that is really what the class is called) is awful. Simply awful. I try not to complain about it but, I can't help it. It is retched. One day I arrived to class and realized a part of my outfit was missing. This part was my bra. Luckily I had a large sweatshirt and small... well, yeah.

Although I am crazy with school, work and oh yes, how could I forget, teaching Gospel Doctrine... I still have time to have fun. Way to much fun. Girls night in Salt that consist of dinner and movies, sleepovers and pillow talk. And by pillow talk I mean boy talk. And by boy talk I mean hilarious stories.

Funny story of the weekend.

We went to CPK for dinner. We had a wonderful waiter. He was straight from Mexico. Had the best real life mexican mustache ever to be seen. A soothing mexican accent to go right along with his stash and a name tag that read Jake. Jake loved us ladies. We loved to call Jake by his first name as often as we could. I am pretty sure my water was nearly over flowing the entire dinner because he was so on-top of refills. Leaving CPK and heading to the movies we were half way up the escalator when we heard a charming mexican accent yelling 'Emily', over and over. We turn around to find Jake running up the escalator on the down side. Forever 4 steps he would take up he was pushed back 6 by the downward motion and all the people actually trying to go down. He reached his hand across to our side and handed me my debit card. Awe, so sweet Jake. We loved it.

Well, now that I am blogging again (I say this every time) I will have to start taking pictures and notes of eventful and funny moments that happen in my not so normal life

xo

em

8 months later...

I can't believe it has been so long since I updated my blog. It is rather pathetic and quite depressing actually. The last 8 months of my life have been fabulous. Filled with adventures that have refined and strengthened me. I am growing up slowly but surely! I used to be worried about becoming a grown up. In all seriousness it scared me half to death to think that one day (in the far away future) I would be a mom, have a husband, a real job... scary stuff I know. It only scares me slightly now and I may even look forward to it a teeny, tiny bit...

We went to the Sundance film festival up in Park City with some friends, we played this game where I would walk ahead with Megan (to the right of me in the picture) and then the rest of the group would walk behind us a ways, after we were a little ahead some people from the group would start running up to us, screaming, saying "Oh my gosh are you -- (pick random name) from the Disney show"... I would act annoyed, then more of the group would come and play along, asking for photographs and autographs. Seriously this was hilarious. You would not believe the madness this caused. Random people from all over would start gathering around me asking for pictures and autographs, they would be whispering things like 'no really I think thats her', 'Oh my gosh that is totally her', 'I'm going to google her', 'this is so cool'... and my absolute favorite,'She has reallygreat hair'. HA! yes, yes I do thank you very much. It was great to be famous for five minutes. I decided right then and there that I would never pursue a career that would put me in the public eye, or lens of the paparazzi.

Yes, this is one of my big time fans trying to kiss me. And honestly he is not part of our group. I do not no this man at all.

I will try and be a better at updating my blog ;)

xo

Em