SALSA

Last night Michael and I bonded over canning salsa. That's right I canned without my Mama. I grew up canning--gosh summer was spent under Myra's porch snapping beans and shelling peas, shucking corn, etc. So I guess you could say it is in my blood to be domestic and can food, but I haven't done it since I left home more than 7 years ago. So earlier this week I went to the organic produce stand and bought lots of yummy tomatos and chili peppers (I know lame that I don't have a garden, but I just barely got an attached garage, so i guess 1 thing at a time) and last night we experimented with making salsa. It was quite the experience, but everything turned out fabulous and the results were nice and spicy--just the way we like it.

I will post pictures of my lovely canned salsa sitting on top of my counter all happy and spicy!

Thanks hubby for inspiring me to get back to my roots and do some canning. And thanks Megan Strong for the fabulous salsa recipe.

If Michael ever becomes a Bishop....

I read this fabulous article yesterday in the Deseret News--Soda swilling bishop's wife is caught in act!

Long story short--as I read this article I knew it was telling my future. I really either need to kick my Dr. Pepper habbit or pray that Michael never becomes a Bishop. Read the article and you will know why I made that comment.

On another note!
Day 2 of grad school--Michael loves it! He said that he feels like he is on the TV show Apprentice.
Our new home--fabulous all three of us love it! It is so wild to have so much space again. When we had our home it was just the two of us so it seemed so large--then we downsized to living with in-laws and basements and then an apartment and finally back to a house (ALL WITHIN A YEAR). We love our new home and feel so blessed that we have such a wonderful place to live. I will post pics of the new place with our furniture soon.

Studying, Convention, Moving and School

Wow the past two weeks have been CRAZY! First off Michael was studying like crazy with his own personal tutor to take and pass a math equivalency exam so that he can start his MBA. It was lame, but since he made a high enough score on his ACT to get into college he didn't have to take a math class unless his major required it. Lucky him he is a political science major--no math needed. However, now that he was accepted to the MBA program at the University of Utah, he had to produce a math credit for college algebra. Hince the personal tutor and studying for 2 weeks to take the test.

While all of that was going on I had Convention for work--which means long days and EARLY mornings. If you know me I am not a morning person, so having to wake up at 5:45 every morning to drive downtown wasn't my favorite. But it was so worth it to see all of the wonderful ladies who love our products. I even got to see my possee--that's right I have a possee. It seems that every employee where I work has a set of woman that attach themselves to you. They always look to find you at every convention and want to catch up on your life. It is super fun to have a possee.

While all of that is going on Michael and I are moving--yep we can't stay put in one place too long. So in my spare time and when Remy isn't watching I pack a thing or two away. Remy loves unpacking what I have packed--it is quite a game.

I am happy to say that yesterday Michael took his test and passed--he needed a 50 and he got a 50! WOO HOO! So that means i get him home at night for 3 more days (luckily we are offically moving the day before he starts school) and then he starts school on saturday. So for the next 2 years we will probably only see each other on sundays and late at night. Oh well--my hubby is getting an education!

Celebrating 100 Years!

Remington and I just returned from a week long vacation in North Carolina. We went out for my grandfather's 100th birthday party.

Those of you interested can hear all about his good ole' life tomorrow morning on NBC's The Today Show. Williard Scott will be wishing my grandpa a happy birthday sometime between 7:00-9:00 am. Set your TiVo and hear all about my grandpa.

Also Curry is up for Dickie's hardest worker of the year.http://www.workeroftheyear.com/

I think you can still vote for him, so go and see... Curry Phillip Aldridge, Burlington North Carolina.

Our New Home!

I am so excited. In fact I have had a hard time even managing to work today because I am just so excited. Michael and I are getting a home, no we aren't buying. But we are renting a nice town home in South Jordan. We get to stay in the same ward (woo hoo we may even make it to the 1 year mark in the same ward). Our first 2 1/2 years of marriage we have had 5 wards.



It turns out the house we inquired about renting is my visiting teachers home. They just bought a new home and haven't been able to sell their own. Pictures are below. It has 3 bedrooms, 4 baths and a full walk-out basement. Anyone want to come have a slumber party with me? We are moving in mid-August. Yippee

Kitchen

Kitchen/dinning room

Living room

Basement

At the Utah Symphony--eating chips under the stars

Remington is going through a faze where he is attached to his stuff animals. Yesterday he even pulled one into the bathtub with him for a swim

Remington became friends with a minature poodle

4th of July in the park

Eating cookie dough for the first time--EGG free!

4th of July Brawl!

So the 4th of July couldn't happen without a little bit of a brawl. That's right ladies the Gray girls got into a little altercation at the Sandy 4th of July Celebration. And no we weren't fighting each other! Michael and I along with Remington and then Stephanie, Grayson, Nate and Emilee all went to the Sandy fireworks on the 4th. We were minding our own business sitting on our blankets when all of a sudden I got hit in the eye with a football. It took me a second to realize what had happen as i am used to flying object since I am the proud mother of a 16 month old who thinks hitting is a nice thing to do.

So once I realized that i got hit with a ball, Emilee throws it back to the folks that hit me. The little girl that threw it with a little bit of hesitation finally said sorry. Which was fine--It wasn't like I was going to get angry at a little 8 year old. However, the adult that was with her proceeded to tell the little girl (OUT LOUD SO I COULD HEAR) that it wasn't a big deal she had hit me because it didn't hurt. Which put me into major witch mode--because it actually did hurt it hit me in the eye and my eye was blurry for at least 30 minutes afterwards. So I responded back, and said that it actually did hurt and I would be willing to throw the ball in their face so they could try it out since he didn't think it hurt me. And here comes the eruption--the guy proceeds to yell at me and tell me that I am over reacting. Which puts about to pop pregnant Stephanie into defense mode and Emilee too, so they start yelling at the guy with me. (it was a pretty good scene to watch) Then the guys wife (I think) gets into it and proceeds to tell us that she is blown away at the way we reacted to a little girl hitting me. And I wanted to proceed to stuff her fake boobs down her throat since I wasn't mad or upset at the little girl EVER! My discontent came when the dork she married said what he said. So once I realized that I was dealing with a complete jerk, I just shut my mouth and let Emilee and Stephanie yell at him.

And to top it all off in the end I felt like crying because I couldn't believe an adult would end up yelling at someone who his niece or child or whoever she was just hit. When I didn't do anything but tell him that it actually did hurt and I didn't think it was appropriate to say otherwise. The girl that was with him even caught Emilee's eye and made the most annoying face and waved at her. As to say we won.

I can't believe the nerve of some people. I know that if Michael would have been there when it happened he would have defended me. He was so annoyed when I told him what had happened.