Now it's not the same as outdoors, but with the right friends, it's a blast!
At one point, Kristin left Mary and I alone w/ her car (aka mini sports club...) so we might've had some fun...
enjoy the pics!!
Last Saturday I was able to spend some time at a party with my 2nd favorite little boy, James. He is my boss' 2 yr old who for whatever unexplicable reason, thinks I'm the coolest. Maybe because I know all the characters in the movies "The Incredibles" and "Cars"..
The funny thing about James is he is SUPER cautious. There was a giant waterslide and his mom kept asking if he wanted to go down it and he kept saying no. He sat in the house playing with his cars. I finally asked him if he would go down the slide with me and suddenly it sounded like a good idea. I perhaps should have thought this through....
Why would it be a good idea to be responsible for my boss' first born, on a really steep ride, that deep down, when honest with myself, I knew he was terrified of? No, it'll be more fun with a kid! So I carry him all the way to the top and we position ourselves to slide down...
At the top it occurs to me, this is not smart. If something happens to this kid, there are witnesses. Oh yeah, and there is his mother filming this...evidence!! What am I thinking!!??? Wave to your mom James, here we go!
James stood up as soon as we hit the water and started screaming bloody murder. I couldn't stop laughing because he made this face... he then immediately rode it again with his dad.
Two weeks ago, my hair-dryer died. Of course it happened while I was in the middle of drying my hair and making a sad, sad little noise like a dying cat. Luckily it was a Saturday and I didn't have anywhere I had to be, so ponytail it was. After "borrowing" Jillian's hair-dryer for two weeks, I finally sucked it up and bought a new one. Now any girl will agree with me, this is not something we enjoy spending money on, but a necessity nonetheless. Annoying. So I figured if I had to get one, I would get the cute hot pink one with all the attachments and the retractable cord. More expensive, but worth the investment. It was hot pink after all!
So the second time I use my fancy new hair-dryer, I'm round brushing (you ladies know how coordinated you have to be for this) and notice.....gray hair. So while the hair-dryer is still going I'm leaning into the mirror in pure horror and disbelief examining my scalp. Due to my dismayed distraction I dropped my new hair-dryer. No big deal, right? Did I mention I was leaning over the sink that was soaking my egg-dyed shirt? So the still blowing hair-dryer falls into the water-filled sink. Splash!! Smoke, and other sad electrical noises. I know I should turn it off, but I'm scared to touch anything and electrocute my pacemaker. So I finally grabbed my rubber handled brush and start hitting the plug over and over until I knock it out of the wall. It finally turns off and all I hear is a glub glub bubble coming up from the sink. Once I finally pulled it out of its little watery graveyard, water poured from both ends.
Now my hair is half fixed, half wet. I'm late for work and have to find Jillian's hair-dryer once again. That was a fun text to send my boss. Luckily she laughed when I reenacted the entire scene for her at work after being 40 mins late.
I guess I am not meant to own a hair-dryer.
Since BYU never gave us Spring Breaks and I've been watching all the college kids playing in Orlando, I felt I was long overdue for a break of my own. Lake and Elysa were more than generous to offer up their apt as a relaxing getaway for a few days and bonus I got to hang out with them! Double bonus- it just happened to be Cherry Blossom time in DC! I mean seriously- the whole city turned itself pink for me! How great is that? You can't feel more welcomed and relaxed than that!?! I took a whole day just walking around by myself while they were working and in class. When is the last time you actually stopped to smell (and take pics of) the flowers? It was so great. We had a good time the three of us all weekend!! So here are some pics from the weekend. Somehow Lake managed to only end up in one. :( He was there, I promise.
It was called to my attention I have not given any updates as to the original intention of this blog... my heart check-ups for family. Soooo sorry. It doesn't bother me much so I kinda forget others are worrying about it! Well, I had a check up on Wednesday and received two pieces of good news...
1. I have "graduated" to annual visits! (insert pomp and circumstance here...) This is great news because I'm doing well, or they're just trying to get rid of me. I'm not sure, but I was taught not to look a gift horse in the mouth.
2. This is my favorite one yet...I have been cleared to do something I REALLY miss doing and is something really hard for me NOT do living in Orlando. Have you guessed what it is? I can ride roller coasters again!!! WOO HOO!
I think this should be my first one, what do you think Mom?
Who's with me?
Yes it's true! Lake and Elysa are having a baby boy and in true little sister fashion I am living to spoil the kid and torment my brother. I have nicknamed baby bump Wall-e ....don't ask and thus far my contributions to instill a sense of humor in this child are this:
I went with some of my friends to a dog park this afternoon with Cally and her new friend Citgo. Cally got groomed yesterday so she had the time of her life strutting her stuff and showing off her little bows. Note to self, dog parks are dusty, sandy, drooly, and muddy. Not the best idea for the day after a grooming....
We got home just in time to watch the shuttle launch. We saw the lift on tv and then ran out into the driveway to watch the rest in the sky! So beautiful!
When I first moved into this house, there was this scary crazy bush by the front door. I'm not sure what it was supposed to actually be, but I finally went and bought some pink gardening gloves and shears, waited for warmer weather (yes it actually gets cold here), and two hours of pent up frustration outlet later, voila!
Who knew there was a double palm under there!! It's so cute and I can actually see my front door! I've always wanted to say, just look for the house with the red door, and now I can since you can finally see it!
P.S. Don't judge my lawn, I'm working on it...
In true fashion, we had a Hannah Montana party! The poor people at the Olive Garden were very understanding of our little treat bags, stickers, party blowers, and cake! Awhile ago I had a purple Hannah Montana guitar that was autographed by Miley Cyrus for an auction for work. Jillian found it by accident and got so excited asking if that was her birthday present. So I recreated the guitar in cake form. That's close enough, right? I even had Miley sign birthday wishes to her in icing! So here are some pics from our little birthday party and it goes to show you, never let me be in charge of a theme! (and yes, we made everyone wear Hannah Montana stickers all night, including the boys! How did we manage that? The rule was they could pick the first sticker and if it "disappeared", we got to pick the second one. Not all the stickers had Hannah on them so it was definitely in their best interest to play along)
Two nights later I was fortunate enough to tag along with her to celebrate with her parents at the Yacht and Beach Club steakhouse for dinner. It was so yummy and we had leftovers! What more could girls want?
Captain Jillian and her crew!
Sexy glasses for Mickey's Philharmagic.
Us in the front of the monorail. The view was amazing!!!
Several people have been asking how we are with the hurricanes. We are great! Our lawn was watered enough for the rest of the year, so we are good! The winds didn't hurt us, but it just poured for days. Chris kept wondering when we moved to Vancouver. Cally did not enjoy the hurricane as much, but we did end up with some great pics of her. Poor Chris had the roughest time, though. Even after the rain stopped, the golf course was closed for days due to flooding. Chris even went out one day to find ducks swimming down the 16th fairway!
The street in front of our house.
Our little trooper. Cally is terrified of thunder and rainstorms due to a traumatic experience as a puppy before we got her. We were very proud of her although she looks a little more like Paddington Bear here.
Chris took this in one of his sad attempts to go golfing. The floaty things in bottom left of the water are birds swimming on the golf course!So once a month, I have to work a night shift. I enjoy these shifts as I get to see our awesome evening entertainment and I have waited a full year to see one of our Entertainment shows, "Safari Double Dare" because one of the staff members threatened to pie me in the face. He no longer works on Monday nights and a few people have come and gone in the department so I felt it pretty safe to finally check out the show. What was I thinking?!?!?!??!
They did find the most innocent looking little girl dressed in a pink dress with pink shoes just for me. But she was not that innocent! She got me good and then rubbed the whole thing in my hair too!
And for future reference to everyone: whipped cream turns into a bit of a pomade in your hair which some volunteers had fun with. Hence the picture in the previous post. The bonus was I smelled like a candy store for about two hours. Then the dairy started to sour. Not so bonus. I washed my hair and face 3 times. When I woke up this morning, Chris suggested one more time. :)
Cally and I missed him and we're happy to have him after his month long excursions with Golf Channel. I know he was glad to be back too after being stranded at 2 different airports!!! The lawn missed him too- I still haven't figured out how to start the mower. I'm just glad we didn't get a letter from the HOA. :)
You can't go to any type of wedding celebration and walk away unscathed from an awkward social situation. Boise was no exception. (How many words can I use that end in -tion?) I expected something being as how I hadn't seen Jackie since my own wedding over 5 years ago and her family even longer. I knew no one else there but my own parents. There was bound to be some awkwardness among meeting of new friends, right? Well, wrong. I'm not shy and I pretty much get along with everyone, so the awkward social situation had to come from left field- completely unexpected.
So this very nice-looking woman comes and sits down next to me at the table fairly late into the evening and asks me if I am Deya Dishman.
"Um...(there is hesitation as no one has called me that in awhile)..yes."
"You hit my car."
"Excuse me?"
"You hit my car. During one of your concerts. You left a note. "
(crickets chirping...)
"I'm sorry...?"
"I know. But you hit my car."
"I did. And I'm sorry. We did take care of all of that right?"
"Yes. I've just always wanted to put a face with your name."
For the record, one of the few times my dad let me drive his car, I slid sideways in a parking lot on the ice into a parked car- 9 years ago! I know, I know, I hit a parked car, but isn't the more ridiculous thing here that this lady held onto it for 9 years!?!?!
Here are pics from the reception that night. It was held at the Boise Art Museum and of course the featured exhibit was cockroaches! Poor Jackie, but we avoided that wing of the museum. :) I kept trying to add the music, but the only song I liked was Colbie Callait's Tailor Made and I couldn't get it to work...so hum it in your head while you watch. :)
Last weekend I took a whirlwind trip to Boise to celebrate my best friend from high school's marriage. I flew into Salt Lake REALLY late on Thurs and spent the night at the parents' house- and see the petting zoo- yes they're all still alive!! :) ...the animals...and the parents...moving on...
...before driving Mom's new Prius the 7-hour trip(yeah Lake, it was 7, not 4 so thank Google Maps for the helpful insight on that one). They even let me drive! I love saving energy and gas with these prices!! Friday night was a really casual BBQ and I was finally able to Jackie who I haven't seen since my wedding!!!!!!!! 
Oh, and do you like how my parents and I all packed separately, in two states that are ACROSS the country from each other, with no spare outfits, and we were the little matchy matchy family from a catalog? 
Saturday morning Jackie and I were able to sneak off and have brunch just the two of us and catch up. Then she ran off to rest up for her big night and I was able to enjoy the downtown street market with Mom and Dad.
Here we are checking out the duct tape purses. Yes, those are 100% duct tape! I'm a firm believer you can solve most of life's problems with duct tape (especially in florescent flamingo thanks to Paul Bodmer). I'm just not sure how I feel about my purse getting that nasty grime all over it that duct tape seems to attract....But it was creative and they were surprisingly cute!
Stay tuned to for more Boise pics and stories!
For the 4th of July we went to Eric's house and he rented a 20ft inflatable water slide. Chris of course decided this would be such a fun experience for Cally who a) doesn't really like "rides" and b) is TERRIFIED of water. Please don't call PETA on him!
Here are more pics of the day, including some of the more daring slide tricks and someone jumping off the boat house! (Do not try this at home!)
Late last night I'm sitting on the couch while Chris takes Cally for her final walk of the night. I hear this strange noise, like someone is scooting a box across the floor. It continues and I finally see Cally slowly and pathetically walking towards me while dragging her leash behind her. Chris is nowhere to be seen. Keep in mind it's like after 11pm. Suddenly the front door swings open and all I see is the black silhouette of a man holding a giant judo-like stick and the moonlight in the background. Kinda creepy.
"DEYA! There is something in our garbage!" Exhale. The creepy figure with the weapon is Chris.
"And by something you mean...?"
"So Cally and I were walking and I heard a noise coming from our garbage and looked to see the lid slowly closing. So I ran over and yelled, 'I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE! COME OUT! GET OUT OF MY GARBAGE!' But the dude wouldn't come out. So I grabbed this walking stick and started beating on the side of the can while I was yelling at him to come out. So I finally flipped up the lid and shoved the stick inside to poke him and he grabbed the stick and started pulling on it back! But I don't think it's a person anymore because it's too small. I could get the stick in there too far."
At this point I'm putting on my shoes knowing full well how this is about to go down and wishing the battery for our video camera was charged. So we both go around to the garbage can, flip the lid back and I step up to the can (insert yelled warnings from Chris about vicious attacks that are about to occur). Two little black eyes look up at me. "Hey Mr. Raccoon. I would really appreciate if you could please go through someone else's garbage and not ours. Thanks." I stepped back, he calmly climbed out and ran away.
I don't know why our house is such a target for wildlife, but we do enjoy all the blogging material it provides!
