Monday, June 2, 2014

That Day Glen Ran a 5K and I Got Covered in Mud

A couple of Saturdays ago, Glen participated in the Hurricane (pronounced "Hurr-ah-kin" and yes, I now that's not normal) Utah  Mud Run. It's sponsored by the Utah National Guard and is the dirtiest 5K I've ever seen. Literally. I'll prove it.



See?


So. On this particular Saturday morning, Glen and I drove out past Hurricane, past the Snow Canyon Reservoir (where I wanted to go instead) and into the middle of the desert where a bunch of water trucks had soaked parts of the 5K and the National Guard had set up obstacles to get through during the race. There were no winners or losers, and a new race started every hour, on the hour. It was one of the strangest "planned" races I've ever been to. And yet, it was fun, and felt so much more personal. Because I could follow Glen through the last half of his race and take all kinds of pictures, cheer him on and enjoy it.

Now I know, I know, you're asking in your head, "Torrey, if you followed him for half of the race, why didn't you just run the whole thing with him?? It would've been one of those terribly romantic moments when you hug at the end all equally muddy and such." And I will look at you for a moment, consider the question and then give you the most honest answer I possibly can.

"Because I didn't want to. I don't like getting muddy."

At all. Really. It's one of those things that I have NEVER enjoyed. Dirty, that's cool. Camping? I can handle it. But mud? No way. It cakes funny and gets uncomfortable and somehow always ends up in weird, awkward places. So signing up for this race wasn't going to happen. Now if it had been a race on the beach, right against the ocean, I would've been there. Let me know when that happens ok? ok.

Anyway, so Glen is racing along, I'm taking pictures, and it turns out to be going really really well. Especially after he climbed the mud wall and then went to swing over the mud pit. I'll let the video speak for itself:

I seriously laughed so hard. I mean, I had to tell him to wait to try again because I was laughing so hard. So classic. So something I would do. Not him. Oh it was great!
video

Don't worry, he tried again and redeemed himself. (I was only allowed to post these videos if I promised to show the second take).


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And then he kept on running and made it to the finish

And then he hugged me.






And I got covered in mud. I promise, the picture doesn't do it justice.



But seriously. I still think he's cute. Even when he's muddy.








Friday, May 30, 2014

I Love Telling People About Great Things...

Today I'm going to tell you about something that is AH-maz-ing. Seriously. Girls, you will die. Unless you've already heard of what I'm about to tell you. And then I can just hear a chorus of, "I know RIGHT??? It is SO great!" Because it is. Naturally.

So lately I've been working at Deseret Book. It's a retail store and I seriously love it. I think it's probably one of the best jobs I've ever had. And within Deseret Book, I work in the Distribution Center. For my reader friends that aren't LDS, the Distribution Center is where Mormons buy their undergarments. I, my friends, am one of the people that measure you and hope and pray you like what I help you find so that when you come in again I won't have to duck and hide from the evil laser beams you shoot at me through your eyes across the room as a different super-nice lady helps you find something that makes you happy. Anyways....

Like I said, I work there. And the dress code for working in the Distribution Center part of DB, is Sunday dress that adheres to all standards of modesty the LDS church has set forth. In short, wear Sunday Best that makes it possible for you to bend, twist, lift, climb a ladder and help customers and not be embarrassed because you just flashed everyone your underthings or something while doing so.

Enter: the greatest thing I have discovered.

Yes I am barefoot. No, I wasn't
planning on posting this picture.
Eshakti.com. What is this strange sounding website you ask? Well. It's a clothing website. Of women's dresses and skirts. And tops. And they are adorable. The best part is that they are totally custom! For $7.50 (plus the cost of the dress) you can alter the neckline, the hemline, the sleeve (line?) length; and, if you really want to get crazy, put in your measurements and they'll make it to fit you like a glove! It takes 18 days from the time of ordering to receive it, so if you have a wedding or major event you are wearing it to, make sure you plan ahead! Most of the clothes are made of cotton, so just fyi, a good iron and starch job when you get them and they'll hold really well for a while!
This is a top and skirt in real life.
However I love wearing it as a "dress"

In Eshakti's own words, "eShakti is unique as we allow customers to custom size and custom-style our designer apparel.

Shakti means power in Sanskrit. eShakti therefore means the power of the Net.  We believe the internet empowers customers and helps companies be customer-centered.

By offering the full size range from Size 0 - 36W and Custom-sizing & Custom-styling, our value proposition to the customers is unique and special "

This is what I do for work. The styles are so cute and unique and add just enough flair that I don't feel like I'm boring every day. Plus, online shopping with a TON of choices, just make it super fun.

Also! When you first sign in, you'll get a $25 gift card. Who doesn't like to be given $25??
Check it out my friends. It's totally worth it.

*** This is just something I wanted to tell you about. eShakti doesn't know me and I gain nothing from this article.***


Wednesday, July 24, 2013

This is why it looks like our Living Room exploded.

If you walked into our living room right now, you would first think, "Wow, this place is pretty cluttered." followed closely with, "Are you sure only 2 people live here? This mess kind of looks like the work of kids playing war with yarn bombs..." 

I'm not going to show you a picture of our living room. I would be embarrassed. But I will tell you, yes, it does look cluttered. Yes, only 2 people live here. And no, there was no yarn bomb war. 

It was just me. 

Making this:


I usually don't brag about the things I make. BUT. I think it's so stinkin'  cute!!! 
It's for my friend's baby shower. I'm making another blanket that is completely different for another friend's baby now. 

In order to make it though, first I wash all the yarn to: 1- keep it clean because stinky yarn is nasty. And 2- to make sure that the yarn is uber-soft for baby and mommy. Because really, who likes to cuddle using a scratchy blanket?? No one. That's who. And that's why our house looks like a yarn-bomb war zone. Because it involves re-wrapping yarn, washing it, soaking it, drying it and then wrapping it back up in a usable way .

I found the instructions Here. Instead of doing it with each finished work though, I've done it by skein. This way, the colors don't bleed onto each other. 



And it worked!! Now I hope they love it as much as I do! I'm so grateful to have friends that are having babies so that I can make cute things for them! Have a happy day!

Friday, July 12, 2013

Summer Storms




So about 5  minutes ago I was working on our finances. Calculating, grimacing, re-calculating and feeling satisfied. Until suddenly I smelled it. I sat up, and smelled it again! Rain.

It doesn't sound too exciting until you live in a desert. But believe me it is. Especially since last week our little town reached 120 degrees during the heat wave that we had. 120!!! That's gotta be beyond human melting or boiling point right? I'm pretty sure it is. 

Anyway, right now it's 80 degrees. It poured rain yesterday and now we have that fresh clean, rain smell floating through our house like a soothing balm, smoothing out the heat wave and helping me to remember just how much I love summer. Especially summer storms. How blessed we are to finally get the moisture we need here! And now, I have an excuse to curl up and watch an old movie. Because it's a rain day.... 



Wednesday, June 19, 2013


She loves to create. He loves to Update. We love family. She loves exercising and eating healthy foods. He loves red meat and fixing things. She loves Indian Bollywood music. He loves Celtic.
She massages and re-does furniture.  He is I.T. and tinkers with projects.
She loves Sun. He likes the Snow.

She came home from school. In a whirlwind, almost perfect summer romance, we fell in love. He proposed. She said yes. Sparks flew. Literally. It was the 4th of July.
We got married. And stood outside to take pictures. In 111 degree sunlight.
 It was beautiful. And squinty.
Both of us finished school and worked. A  lot. 
Now he works full time, and she, part.

We love to watch movies, go on walks and pretend to play tennis professionally.
She makes lots of dinners and tries out new recipes. He eats them!
 We have good days. Sometimes we have not-so-easy days.
But we support each other through them. 


We love being together and laughing. And through it all, 
we trust God that everything turns out perfectly in the end.




Monday, June 10, 2013

Between Zones

First of all, I'm going to be re-vamping to look of our blog. So, if for the next few 
days/weeks/maybe month. It looks skewampus, that is why.

I don't know if skewampus is actually a word.
But I like it. 

Secondly, Glen and I are working on some BIG life changing things. I can't write about it yet, but I will as soon as I can put them all into words. 

Now, thirdly, here is where the real writing begins. 

Over the past 2 1/2 months I have begun facing things in my life that I have allowed to hold me/pull me/shove me back from doing the things I truly love and enjoy and want to do.

Do I like that I have allowed these insecurities, beliefs and thoughts to hold me back?
No.
Am I doing something about it?
Yes.

See Here:

Right now, I'm pretty sure I'm somewhere between the furthest Comfort Zone line and the vast black that is between the magic happening line. It's a scary place to be. But this time, I know where I'm headed.

It's not back to the comfort zone. 

And While overcoming my personal demons is scary, hard and thoroughly exhausting, The best part about it is that I feel peace. 

Because I'm doing what's true and what's right for me. And I know that I have Heavenly Father guiding each footstep and taking me each way I need to go. And that is wonderful.

Do you ever feel like that?








Wednesday, April 17, 2013

There Are Things I Should Remember

I am so critical of myself sometimes. Which in turn creates this jealous little demon inside me that says, "look at her, she is so pretty/put together/funny/happy... etc. And then I have to turn around and figure out what I am in a non-critical way. Sometimes it's harder than others to do this.

Next time, I think I'll think of this instead. It's beautiful that humanity still sees the beauty of each other.