Shut it down

In case you missed it:
-Jason is fine
-We moved to Denver
-We both got jobs
-We will both be starting school soon
-I started working out. Been going strong for 2 weeks straight now. (This is kind of a big deal)

Admittedly, making a new blog probably wasn't a good idea. But I knew I was now going to be fashion blogging, and I didn't want to force any of you to view that if you had no desire to. But I don't think I'm going to be popping over here any more to give updates. Rants, lifestyle, fashion, it's all going to happen on my other blog. Even if I desert fashion blogging down the road, I'll probably switch back to lifestyle blogging on my other blog. Sorry friends. It's been real and fun. You know where to find me.

Shameless plug: I'm actually hosting my very first giveaway over there. If you're a girl and you like clothes, or you know a girl who likes clothes, I would recommend entering!


The next step

Man I wasn't kidding when I told you I was going to slow down on blogging over here. A lot has changed while I've been away. I now write using proper capitalization. Are you proud of me? I'm really growing up. In Jason news, he finally received a cortisone shot into his spine on Monday. We were told it would take 5 to 7 days to notice a change. . . As of day 6, there has been no change. We will meet with the neurosurgeon in 2 more weeks and if nothing has improved I am guessing the next step is surgery.  We are really hoping it doesn't come to that.

I just want him to be better sooner than later. So selfish of me.   


a jason update

jason is getting an MRI as i type this. this is coming after a week and a half of serious, increasingly excruciating pain in his lower back running down his left leg. at moments it has been scary and heartbreaking to witness his pain knowing i could do nothing to help or give him any relief. jason has been unable to get any rest for the past few nights, can hardly stand or walk, and laying down is not an option. we went to the ER last thursday and were told it is a bulging disk pushing  on a nerve. we are hoping to meet with a back specialist today as well and get a better idea of what needs to be done.

please keep him in your prayers.


moving quickly

this morning i was rushing to get to work.
i said "i need to move quickly"
jason said "i'll help you move quickly"
he came into the kitchen where i was making a sandwich. i said "i need the peanut butter"
he grabbed my waist from behind and literally shoved/pushed/flew me over to the cupboard so i could get the peanut butter.
i started laughing.
he really slowed me down.

sidenote: i didn't mean to desert you guys. i was finally able to add google friend connect to my new blog so it's easier for non-tumblrers to join in. come on over guys, i miss you. 


so here's the skinny

today i contemplated making this blog private. it's no longer my "place to be creative and write cool stuff." and don't say it never was. cause it was. ahh the glory days.
i'm not going to make it private cause that just seems like too much work. and annoying. i hate when blogs are private cause then they don't go into your google reader, and that is the only place i will ever read a blog. none of this bookmarking and checking back often. way too much work.
so what is this blog for now? to tell my mom how happy jason and i are. (hi mom! we're very happy still!) and to keep a running diary of jason's shenanigans. did i really just spell that right? cause there is no red squiggily coming up under it. well i sure didn't get squiggley right. either time. squiggly. i'm a bad speller. did you know?

phew, glad to get that of my chest. (not the part about being a bad speller. the other part) there was way too much pressure to write every day and by golly i just don't have that kind of time. or interest.

so during my absence here are some things you can do with your time that you would have spent reading  my rantings:
- chew some gum
- check twitter
- paint your nails
- have a cookie (this is to be said a certain way, but only caitlin knows so this one is just for her. you can go eat a cookie if you want though)
- watch antm (which is where the above quote comes from.. crazy girls)
- drink some water
- take a bath

hopefully those will tide you over during my on again off again sabbatical


btil says the darndest things

as we were going to bed last night:

jason: may your dreams sore as high as your hopes.

more conversing

me: i love you jason
jason: thanks rebecca. i reciprocate your feelings.

before the snuggie

growing up, we had this really ugly blanket which was whipped out any time we needed extra blankets for forts, sleepovers, and whatnot. it was grey, heavier than fleece, and had snap buttons on random places around the edges. apparently, as my mother puts it, those snaps created some sort of blanket slash poncho slash jacket (ie. snuggie of the past).  i don’t know how it magically transformed into this blaponchet and was only luckily enough to witness its alternate personality once (and i still didn't get how it worked). who knew that its close relatives (ie. snuggie of the future) would one day become a part of pop culture on the other side of Y2K.  i’m sorry, blaponchet, that you didn’t receive this same acclaim. you really missed the boat on that one.



i forgot to put my perfume on this morning, which is incredibly irritating because i really rely on my wrists when putrid smells are about.


a midweek look at the weekend

i spent my presidents day weekend with these kiddos. they are all wildly entertaining. 1. the kids were hungry for dinner. so they sat at the table, banging their hands chanting for their food. 2. little macie just wanted to be like the big kids but didn't really know what was going on. 3. jason laughed at the antics of the older boys while matthew was being his content little self (don't be alarmed by the iv in the background. tara went and got herself knocked up and is suffering the consequences). 4. luke and will decided to start a new night time ritual.

nap time

the other day, (yesterday, but i'm writing this today and posting it tomorrow so i went with the other day. boy that got confusing) i took a nap. i didn't want to sleep too long and then be too awake to fall asleep at night, so i kept trying to pull myself out of drowsyland. i fell back asleep and had a dream. it really spoke to me. in my dream, i was really tired, and all i wanted to do was nap, but no one would let me. in between work, one of jason's friends, and some hooker midget, i couldn't get any shut eye. leave me alone people! if i had fallen asleep i could have had some sort of inception moment. luckily i woke up feeling refreshed even though dreamland was such a nuisance.  i hate dreams.


the day of the presidents

so far my no treat plan has been a success.. and my inlaws decided to really tempt me on day 1 by making a huge pan of magic bars [seven layer bars for all of jason's crazy family. though i still can't understand why you call them seven layer bars when you only use five of the seven ingredients.. kid, i kid] and pulling out some ice cream cake. personally i think it was very rude.

i guess i made up for missing out on the treats when we went out to breakfast this morning before the colorado family went back to where they came from. can you guess? i don't think i should be allowed to eat breakfast cause boy does that stuff taste like dessert. especially the scones from johanna's.

so in order to walk that crazy deliciousness off, jason and i went othersideofthewindow shopping.  we looked but we did not touch (our wallets). i don't know about you, but when i try clothes on, i dance in the fitting room. scientifically, it is the most efficient way to see how the clothes fit on you. jason, on the other hand, has a much different system. apparently all that matters is how his bum looks... from every angle. i assure you, it looked good.

the problem with othersideofthewindow shopping is that inevitably you will find something you want. did i say want? i meant need. cause obviously i need a nude leather jacket. right dad?

*9 of the 21members of this family live in utah, while the rest live in colorado. we belong to separate little clubs.


this will make me super woman

a family friend once stopped by my parent's house to drop something off.  having just made some brownies, we offered him one.  he very reluctantly declined our offer saying that he wasn't eating any sweets. he went on to explain that once a year, for a couple months, he doesn't eat any treats. he felt that it was a yearly reminder to himself that ultimately, he has control over his body and doesn't give in to the deliciously sweet temptation.

if you've read this blog more than once, you know i have 3 hobbies. music, fashion, and eating treats. i love baking treats too, but only because i want the end result... to eat them. so this is not an easy decision to make. this isn't about losing weight, and this isn't about punishing myself. this is about proving to myself that i have the willpower and self control to resist the one temptation i give into about 2 to 3 times a day.

which is why, starting on sunday, i am not going to eat any treats for two weeks.  maybe i'll allow myself a small piece of dark chocolate after dinner.. we'll see.


a day to reflect on the love we show each other every day cause we're over-achievers like that

over a year ago, it was the first time i announced on this blog that i liked a boy.

then i told you that i'd fallen in love with him. [i'm kind of in love with this post. it makes me smile every time]

he asked me to marry him

and we did just that.

then for our first valentine's day as a married couple, he did what good husbands do and gave me flowers, chocolate, and took me to dinner.

then he did what great husbands do, and asked me to sing him the song i sang him on our wedding day.

then he did what the best husbands do, and danced with me in the kitchen to if we hold on together by diana ross.


losing faith in humanity

"employees must wash hands"  

we see these signs in every foods place bathroom there is. i don't know what concerns me more- the fact that these restaurant owners feel they must remind their employees to wash their hands, or that they fail to remind every person that has hands to wash their hands.

if you insist on having a sign, just have it read

"human beings, wash yer hands"


mrs. brown, you've got a lovely daughter

Jason and I belong in a different era when it comes to our music choices. Our ideal playlist consists of the Doors, the Animals, the Rolling Stones, Herman's Hermits, Petula Clark, the Mamas and Papas, then throw a little Toto in there and call it good.
Also, I'm kind of in love with young Mick Jagger.. the one who appeared on the Ed Sullivan show. What a babe.
And then there is Neil Diamond. Jason loves him. I really really dislike him. I feel as though our friend Bobby Wiley put it best when he said, "There are two types of people in this world: Those who like Neil Diamond, and those who don't. My ex-wife loves him."
I guess you could say that Jason's and my personal mission in this world is to show that peace can be found under the most difficult of circumstances. It is a worthy goal.

Heyo, it's dance time. One Night in Bangkok just came on. And while some say the 80s were a tough decade for the music industry, we definitely have some gems from that time. Give me some more rock flute!

It seems that the conclusion of this all is not that Jason and I belong in a different era since we've covered about 5 different decades thus far, but that we really just need a time machine. That or Grooveshark.


dancing queens

jason has impeccable dancing skills

he's not impressed with mine

but he still loves me enough to get low for a kodak moment

we stopped by sister in law steffani's 20th birthday party the other night. we felt a little out of place but it made for an entertaining twenty minutes. ah the single life. those sorry saps. just kidding. being single was great. i take that back. i never liked being single and i never liked the dating scene. so basically i'm a big proponent of marriage. you should really look into it sometime.  ugh. this is exactly why my blog has sucked since i got married. here's a picture of our happy lives and here's another reason why jason is so great. well that's exactly what he is guys! guess what he did a couple weeks ago, and again last night... BLOW DRIED MY HAIR. it started out as a joke and then it became really relaxing and then it just became tender.  now that's a man for you.


please ignore my absurd hair

once there was a girl who loved waffle crisp (it's me guys. over here. so we can drop this silly third person stuff) that's right. i love waffle crisp. i will eat it for breakfast, lunch, dinner, snack time, and dessert. i've been known to go through one box in two days. (those were dark times my friends.. hello freshman 15) some where along the line, waffle crisp disappeared off the face of the planet. it's no where to be found in california and is a rare find in utah. i haven't come across it in four years. . but wait. .
enter pictures.

friends, meet wafflecrisp. i'm excited. can you tell? and i might be hiding some little crisps in my mouth.

i just love waffle crisp so much. i'm so very happy we've been reunited.

so i think i'll dig right in.

happy happy weekend guys! 


for shame

i don't know how it happened but i got sick again. oh wait, yes i do. i merely walked into a house full of people recovering from the cold and 3 days later, what do you know. illness. what is wrong with my immune system? do i even have one? cause those germ fighters are failing me big time. and i'm sick of it. sick of it you hear me! do you think since they are in my body they can hear my thoughts, or should i actually yell at them. could they hear me then? or should i open my mouth and have jason yell at them? either way, they need to be scolded.


so glad jason's on my team

today was a terrible day. i just feel sick about it. at one point i felt so frustrated i was shaking at my desk [i'm not a fan of confrontation.. it does weird things to me] and i said things i shouldn't have said and probably should have handled the situation very differently. but what is done is done and i can't change it and i feel awful.

but thankfully i get to go home to jason. who has an endless amount of hugs and kind words and the only confrontation he ever experiences is with the refs on the other side of the tv screen. and can you really call that confrontation?

man talk about silver lining. what's pathetic is that jason hasn't even done anything yet. i haven't even seen him. but just thinking about him makes me happy.


a block

to tell you i was suffering from writer's block wouldn't be quite right. i have a few things i've thought of and thought to myself, "eureka! that is exactly what i want to write" and then very promptly i forget about it.
the other problem is work and working out. they are higher on the priority list.
the other problem is that my left pinky finger really hurts. and typing is hard because apparently i use the letter a a lot. and that tends to be my left pinky's responsibility.
the final problem is that a month ago i woke up and decided "i want to be a fashion blogger." that interests me right now. i want to document all of my outfits and see if i can break out of this rut i'm in and express some creativity. i've kept it to myself for awhile but if you are interested in checking it out, you can visit rebeccawithanr.tumblr.com

i'll come back here though, i promise. jason likes it when i write about him. gotta keep that man happy. (and really it doesn't take much)

p.s. i typed "a" 52 times. ow. [though i may have miss counted.. cause counting letters is hard to do.. well, make that count 57]


a bold statement

this is the greatest facial lotion known to man. disclaimer: this only applies to those with dry skin. if you have normal or oily skin DO NOT USE THIS. your face will be overly moisturized and you will look like you are melting. or severely breakout. you choose. 
not only is this facial lotion amazingly moisturizing, it also happens to be "never ending looootion" (you're supposed to sing that.. without being able to say your R's.. those who watched strongbad in their younger years will know what i am talking about.. those who didn't, disregard this side note).
i'm telling you, i ran out of lotion a month ago, but i still manage to miraculously get more lotion out of there when i swear to you it can be no emptier. which is stupendous because this lotion is a little pricey and i've already spent my frivolous budget for the month on clothes. maybe i should put the money from the gas budget towards the lotion and start walking every where.
that paragraph was full of lies, i won't walk anywhere. i have a handicap parking pass to avoid walking at all! and come on, we don't budget... but i was not lying about this never ending lotion


a cookie jar

these cookies barely fit. i just stack them all the way up. delicious.


a weakling

marriage has made me weak. as a single girl, i was on my own. i'd face a challenge head on and not back down until i completed the task. i would look at the challenge from all points of view, using different techniques and flexing different muscles. now that i'm married that has all changed. i give it one go and if the lid on that jar doesn't budge, i immediately hand it to jason. why work up a sweat when i have a machine-like-jar-opener standing right next to me?


a morning

jason and i enjoyed breakfast in bed this morning. while it was delightfully cozy, we may find some crumbs tonight.

a dream

in honor of mlk day, i'm gonna share a dream of mine. though it is a great deal more materialistic than the reverend's. i dream of a day when i have my own house, and i have my brilliant mechanical engineering acoustics loving brother design the most wonderful stereo system, and i can listen to music as loud as i want and dance poorly and sing poorly and have a blast.


a natural

after a day of skiing what is better than a long hot shower? and after a long hot shower what is better than nice cold ice cream? and after nice cold ice cream... just kidding, we'll stop there.

i am not one to experiment.  i find something at a restaurant i like and i get it every time. i never get tired of it. so tonight, of course i ordered the peanut butter cup perfection. and i promise you it is nothing short of perfection. so perfect in fact that i wanted to bring half of it home for later. and seeing as i didn't want to carry it around i went to the nearest store to ask for a small bag where i proceeded to ask some poor girl to grab me one only to find out she didn't work there. whoops. that's always a little awkward. i left promptly... after getting my bag from a real employee. i was on a mission and it was not going to be thwarted.

but my mission was in fact thwarted because as that ice cream was being moved from its bag to the freezer it slipped and ended up all over the kitchen floor and wall.. too bad we don't have a dog to clean that kind of stuff up.  someday... someday.

a consolation

today i'm here for me. i'm here to say that it's okay that i've done a little bit of shopping for myself lately. contrary to popular belief, i don't buy clothes for myself that often. i get by on christmas and birthdays and the occasional shopping trip when i'm visiting my parents. so when i do buy my own clothes i feel a bit guilty and irresponsible.  especially now that i'm married and it feels like some deep confession when i ask jason if it's ok if i buy a few things. but i save a lot of money when it comes to our spending on food. so it evens out right? jason buys food and i buy clothes. that makes us normal, yes?

everything was on sale so that's justifiable. [though my father may disagree with the whole on sale idea because the best way to save money is to not spend it]

so now you can all tell me why i shouldn't have cognitive dissonance and each purchase was a necessity in my closet...kendi told me so. on the up side, i'm done shopping until april.


a vote

i've been perusing sites for the last week looking for the perfect black ankle boot. these are the finalists. i realize that one of them is not actually black, but the grey version looked much cleaner than the black. i want something that works with jeans and skirts and isn't too rockerlike. votes?

and ever since i bought jason a watch for christmas i've been lusting after one of my own. this should be a simple choice.  it's the exact same watch! so what'll it be? rose gold or yellow gold?

a sports store

our living room is a mess. though it is a very purposeful mess. i just bought skis. when i brought them home i wanted to see my poles, skis, and boots all together, you know, to get the whole picture. so i leaned them all against the wall. jason wanted to join in with his fairly new skis so his went up too. he got a new basketball so that found its way into the room. and i got a new tennis racket so he got his out so we could volley back and forth.... in our living room. after we knocked over one of our frames we moved into the kitchen. after the ball fell into the sink we decided we were done. we're having so much fun admiring all of our new sporty toys i don't know if we'll ever use them! ...well, we use the tennis rackets tonight over at the indoor courts at byu. my arms are tired. i'm resting after every sentence i type. maybe that means i should be done. i'm done. rest. rest. rest. now i really don't know if we'll ever use them again.


a sister picture

this picture should have gone up when i posted that song but i was too caught up in worrying if the song would play or not that i forgot. thanks for all the kind feedback by the way. makes me feel a little bit like that [pictured above]. all i can say is that i cannot wait for that little sis to get on out here to nasty cold utah so we can make more music together. and bake cookies. and laugh at each others lame jokes. cause that's what sisters are for.



so apparently the player i used doesn't show up in google reader. so if you are reading this on that, you'll have to go to my blog to hear the song. sorry.


a debut

while i was home for christmas break, my sister and i spent a couple days writing a song. caitlin and i have both written quite a few songs on our own but this was our first truly collaborative effort.  since it's fun to sing harmonies and sad to not sing harmonies while we are two states away, we decided to record it. this recording is no where near perfect (flat, off timing, door slam at the end) but i thought it would be fun to share with you anyway.

caitlin is the first voice you hear. i am the second. good luck figuring it out from there.
caitlin can be credited with the accompaniment, music, harmonies and all things beautiful. i wrote a majority of the lyrics. it was so fun working together. i can't wait to do it more often!

thanks to big brother sam for helping us record this


a goal

i have a fitness goal. it is not to lose any weight. it is not to gain any weight. it is simply 
feel strong.
i have an emotional goal. it is simply
be strong.
i have a spiritual goal. it is simply
have strength.

good luck to me

a birthday

utah is miserable. the dryness hurts my skin and throat, the coldness hurts my feet and my overall happiness. i'm ready to not live in utah ever again. however, one of the great things about utah is living close to family, such as this one. yesterday i witnessed what i perceived to be a sincere heartfelt birthday wish, or maybe jeff was silently blessing the cake. then lukedrake attempted to make it into everyone's picture. and then it was play time with this little miss whose poor little eye is still very poor looking. poor thing.


just around the bend

after one week with jason's family in colorado and one week with my family in california we were happy to return to our own bed in utah. however, jason was rather fond of waking up in front of this window every morning.

with driving 8 hours to jason parents, flying (while the flight only took 2 hours and 15 minutes, the process is much longer than that) to my parents, and driving what is normally a 9 hour drive in 11.5 hours back to utah, i have decided that all forms of travel are simply ineffective.. especially flying. what a waste of time.  until some one invents a transporter, you can all just plan on coming to me.

we got home and immediately began unpacking, cleaning and organizing.  my mom had gotten me this ice scraper from eddie bauer and while taking the tags off i found something curious inside. a shoe horn maybe? a very tiny back scratcher? both? so i called my mom to ask her what this extra stocking stuffer was. she wasn't much help. so naturally i turned to the smarted person in the world, google. he had the answer. the perfectly designed outdoor eating utensil. eddie, i promise you my mother did not knowingly steal this from you, and i'll happily bring it back to you, though i don't know how many people will want to put this in their mouth after its proximity to my feet and back while trying to figure out what it is.. let me know.