Friday, October 29, 2010

confessions from a closet obsessive complusive

So Aaron is always pointing out my weird, obsessive, usually organizational quirks. Like needing to have the the fronts of the shirts hanging on hangers all facing the left. He got used to that one.

On Tuesday, however, I learned that Aaron is a closet obsessive compulsive. I brought home a bag of assorted chocolate candy and left it by him to tempt him to eat it. When I came home, I found that a lot of the Almond Joys were missing. Naturally, I asked Aaron if he loved Almond Joys. He said that he didn't especially love them.

That's when the truth came out.

He confessed that when eating assorted chocolate candy, he has this desire to keep the colors balanced. His candy of choice was Hershey's, but he found that the bag was lacking brown and was heavy on the blue, so he had to eat some Almond Joys. You can see how this then spread to eating more Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and Kit Kat's as well.

I think it was all a ploy so he could eat lots and lots of chocolate.

Monday, October 25, 2010

live bands tonight!

Aaron had the chance to play at a local music venue in Provo called Velour--and this isn't just the corner coffee shop. My cousin Melanie's fiance is an aspiring young musician (keep your eyes open for Beau Stephenson), but he decided he needed a band to back him up. Thanks to my wedding reception, Beau met Ryan King, who is Aaron's faithful musician companion from the freshman dorms, and they enjoyed playing music together. They lined up a show at Velour for this last Saturday night. They really only had about 3 hours of rehearsal time all together with Aaron and their impromptu guitarist, Collin, but they sounded really great! Of course, I'm probably a bit biased, seeing as I'm in love with the drummer, the singer/bassists/guitarist/pianist is one of my best friends, and the other singer/guitarist/pianist/ukulele player will soon be a member of my extended family. Even without all the connections, you could tell they were all really talented musicians because they would randomly start improvise jamming while others were switching instruments and cords and such.

I tried to take pictures of my drummer husband, but he so easily hides behind his drum set...There he is, hiding behind his symbols. And that's Beau rocking it out on the ukulele.Ryan is singing the song he wrote about Aaron and I freshmen year. It was a crucial part of our wooing story.I think that's the best picture I got of Aaron...a blurry one. He wouldn't hold still!They really were amazing, and it looks like they have another show to play in a couple weeks! My Aaron will become a rock star...

Thursday, October 21, 2010

meet garbanzo

Aaron and I carved pumpkins with some friends last weekend. Neither of us have ever really had an amazing time carving pumpkins. Yes, the activity is fun, but it is rarely topped off with a feeling of accomplishment with the final result.

This time was different. We spent probably a whole 10 minutes throwing ridiculous ideas back and forth of what to carve. Tony the Tiger? No, too hard. A baseball player winding up to bat? also pretty hard. A stiletto heel with a bat sitting on it? A possibility, but we thought we could do better.

By some sort of inspiration, Aaron claims I made a noise like a fetus. The idea of a fetus was golden, and I immediately went to work drawing a fetus on the newspaper we had spread out. Thank you anatomy and Body Worlds for giving me plenty of images of the little aliens.

The idea was golden. We also had the plan to do the infamous "shaving" technique, which also greatly enhanced our fetus pumpkin. I drew, Aaron shaved, and it was the best pumpkin carving experience yet.

Meet Garbanzo...

The experience was also enhanced due to the delicious pumpkin seeds Ryan King made. Toasted, caramelized, and sprinkled in sugar and pumpkin pie spice. Mmmmm...

Tuesday, October 19, 2010


I am currently sitting in the courtyard of the JFSB. Rachel just made me move to the sunlight because I have a cold and am freezing. I stole her jacket and now her butt is cold.