Nostalgic

Nostalgic

Pronunciation:
\nä-ˈstal-jə, nə- also nȯ-, nō-; nə-ˈstäl-\
1. a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one's life, to one's home or homeland, or to one's family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time: a nostalgia for his college days.
2. something that elicits or displays nostalgia.

Last night we attended a farewell open house for Steve and Marilyn Adams. They are leaving to serve a mission in the Phillipines. Their son Les was one of Adam's best friends in high school and consequetially a good friend of mine as well. I ate lunch with Les almost every day our senior year. During high school and in the years that followed we developed a close relationship with the Adam's family. Many a day was spent at the Adam's house watching movies or just hanging out. There were seven boys in all. As they married we also developed relationships with the wifes. I love this family!

Les and his wife Elise are expecting their third baby. They've moved to Colorado now so we don't see them much but I keep up with their family via their blog. Les was such a great friend and it's so fun watching his family grow. I wish they were just a little closer.

This is Tara and Dianne. I've watched coutless soccer games with these two girls! I haven't seen either of them for years but I felt right at home with them. Dianne gave me the best sisterly advice when I was pregnant with Matthais. We talked about things NOBODY else had told me. I've always looked up to her and her amazing spirit. Tara is the sweetest, most down to earth person. I hope to be able to her her more often now that they are back in Utah.

This is Clay and his wife Natalie and Adam and his wife Cheryl, two of my favorite people from high school. Clay is a riot and always has something funny to say. Adam's wife Cheryl is absolutely darling and I can see why he fell in love with her.

Being here with these people (in the same church Adam and I attended for 7 years BTW) made me very nostalgic. Not because that time in my life was any better than it is now, just different. I miss times spent with dear friends that have made my life better. I miss our friendships. I miss the fun things we did together. I miss the food fights in the lunch room. The great thing is that we can always pick up where we left off. I think that is one of the things that make a true friend. No matter how long it's been since you've seen each other, when you're together it seems like only yesterday. I love you guys!

Girls night in

I decided that while Adam was out of town I'd need a little social life to keep me sane. I hosted a girls night in last night and we had a lot of fun playing games and eating. There is just something therapeutic sitting with friends, laughing and chatting. I can't wait to do it again! By request here are the recipes...


Fruit Salsa

3 apples ( I like to use 3 varieties)
2 Kiwi
1 pint strawberries
2 T apple jelly
1 T brown sugar
2 T orange juice

I've also made it omitting the apple jelly and brown sugar and I didn't notice a difference.
Peel and chop and mix it all up! Yummy with taco time's cinnamon crustos!

Enchilada dip

2 lbs cooked chicken
10 oz enchilada sauce (I used medium)
2-8oz packages cream cheese
4 cups shredded pepper jack cheese (both times I've made this I opted for the "taco" cheese. It's found already shredded and has taco seasonings in it)

Melt everything together. I threw it all in a crock pot and just let it all melt and then it kept it warm also. Serve with corn chips.

Vote for Kris

My amazingly lovely and talented friend Kris needs your votes. She made this really cool collage from pictures she took on her trip to NY and she is trying to win a trip back. Go ahead and check it out at

http://web.splashcast.net/web_watch/?episodes=My+NYC+ABC
I really do think hers is pretty cool but you can judge for yourself!

Meet Steve and Lexi

This is Adam's BFF (I'm pretty fond of him too!). He's known Steve since they both made the varsity soccer team as freshmen. We like to refer to them as Uncle Steve and Aunt Lexi. They have 3 beautiful boys:

Son #1

Son #2

Son #3

And in this cute little belly of hers is son #4! AND...


...Daughter #1!!!!!!!!! Yippee!! They're having twins! And one of them is a girl!! I have to say we are all in little shock. Not as much as Steve and Lexi who are still digesting what this all means! Five little kids...Three of them 14 months and under!! Oh my...

Stop, Collaborate and listen...

Ice is back with my brand new invention

I heard a radio anouncement this morning for the upcoming Vanilla Ice an MC Hammer concert. It's amazing the feelings and memories that hearing a song can conjure up! Hearing this song immediatley brought me back to 14 years old and The Palace. It was only the coolest place ever for a 14 year old to hang out and you could find me and my friends there everyweekend! It was dance club and it was one of the few places that catered to high school students one night a week. It was the place I met my first highschool "boyfriend" whose was from the rivaling school, Timpview. It was place I could go, let loose and not worry about any of my problems at home or school. There was a rap room that I was always too scared to go in but many of my friends were cool enough to enter. There was the main floor where you could always count on Ice, Ice baby and U can't touch this and then there was the mod room where you could always count on black lights, Rock lobster and couples making out in the corner. We hung out mainly on the main floor but also felt just as comfortable in the mod room. We would dance to our hearts content, check out boys, make fun of girls. My "boyfriend" Dennis and his friends were always the center of attention with their hip hop attitude and their latest and greatest moves. Man I loved that place! We were cool and we knew it! I remember the little hamburger joint in the parking lot and cramming into Candice's station wagon as soon as she was old enough to drive. We were always primped and ready to party. I remember Ivan and Theo and all the other Timpview boys that we thought were so cool. It was definatly one of my high school highlights! After the palace closed we started going to the Ivy tower but it just wasn't the same. The Palace was the best. I will think of it everytime I hear that song....


Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla

Yo man -- lets get out of here! word to your mother!

Blaulking

It's official. I've officially fallen prey to some sort of psycho, blogstalking (aka blaulking) illness. This morning I had a friend request from my friend Lezlie. She was my BFF in grade school but you know the story...we've lost contact over the years. When I checked her blog I found a goldmine of links to blogs of others I grew up with but haven't seen in years. So, guess what I've been doing all morning?? Yep. I've been "catching up". I felt so naughty and slightly weird reading about their lives, seeing what they've been up too the last little while, checking out their kiddos. Yes, I am the reason people make their blogs private. I did leave comments though...is it really stalking if I leave a comment telling them I'm there? Please tell me it's not!