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It's not uncommon for YouTube videos to see my work inbox anywhere from 1 to 15 times per day.  I thought I'd take a minute and share some of my favorite ones I've seen lately!

{ 1 }

Sa-eriously, I love everything about this video.  Her hair.  Her nails.  Her emotional 3-7 scale {because sadly, I can relate.  Who else do you know that cries at Folgers commercials EVERY SINGLE TIME?!}  {I can't believe I just admitted that.}  This is probbbbably the 7th time I've watched this today!  Yet I laugh {and tear up} each and every time.

{ 2 }

Similar to #1, I could, and have watched this video appx 12 times.  When I showed it to Jon his EXACT words were" BETH.  Are you f@cking CRYING??!?!?!"  And my response was "YES JON.  I AM OKAY.  WHERE IS YOUR HEART?!"  I love it.  I dare you to watch it without being moved even in the slightest!  The bride's raw, honest and beautiful reaction is just so heartwarming to me.

{ 3 }

This was sent to me today from a dear friend, and not only do I la-ove the song, I simply adore her commentary at the end.  Please listen and wait for those final 10 seconds!

{ 4 }

I have no idea why, but I can laugh, and laugh.  And laugh.  And laughandlaughandlaughandlaugh at this video each and every time I watch it.  I have a secret girl crush on Grace, and video just reinforces that.  "Grace Grace with the Alien face.  She comes from outer space, I wanna spray her with mace."  I also love her nails.  I'm thinking I need a new manicure just with the common love for orange/coral nails so far in this post.  And I may or may not end every conversation now with byeeeeeeeee!

{ 5 }

This dog is bad a.  The end.

{ 6 }

And this one is for you.  You know who you are.  "Oh Don Paino."  I can't wait for you to read this at work and come over to my desk Little Old Lady'ingggggg!

I'm that {annoying} girl.

I woke up Sunday morning with this song in my head, and immediately need to dance.

I poped out of bed, turned it on from my computer and was literally singing and dancing around the kitchen making Hunter a cappuccino while he was still wiping the sleepy out of his eyes.  Mind you, we were up until 4am Saturday night, so how I had that much energy is beyond me.  I think we listened to it for 3 times before I started changing the words and creating my own "Hunter and Beth" version at 3:13 when he made me turn it off.

I don't blame him.

Secretly my favorite version is:

To which I was reminded of:

Please don't ask.

Dude.

So a few months ago...I'm thinking November? Hunter and I took a trip to Snowy, which is the ski resort in southern Wyoming that his parents own {briefly talked about here}. We had THE best weekend skiing, laughing with his parents over wine, watching football, hanging out with some of his friends from elementary school....the list could go on. I was SO proud of myself all weekend long, because with the exception of about 10 minutes, I left my phone in the room the entire time. For those 10 minutes that I had it, I took a few pix outside and some of Hunter's insanely perfectly adorable nephew Charlie. See, Charlie is not just the cutest little boy ever, but he has this wave..and he waves at EVERYTHING that is machine related. Vacuums, brooms, snow removers, and in this particular occasion, this gigantic like mop/sweeping/boom thing. WELL. My iPhone didn't like Snowy as much as Snowy liked my iPhone, because on the drive back to Denver, I noticed that my phone kept dating back to like 1990 and saying it was 10p. Then, the unthinkable happened and I noticed that ALL THE PHOTOS I TOOK WENT MISSING. Ask Hunter, I went from 100 to -50 because I took THE cutest photos of Charlie and Hunter and I seriously couldn't believe they were just gone. GONE. Vanished. Seriously you guys, I was beyond embarrassed at my reaction to these pictures being gone. I probably didn't talk for a solid hour, and after that hour, I only spoke because we went to watch the Broncos game, and what's a Broncos game with out Beth hooting and hollering?

Anyway.

I went just now to download an app to my phone when my phone tells me I need to delete photos before I can download any more applications. So I think "Heck, I'll start at the top of my photos instead of the most recent ones."

AND GUESS WHAT. GUESS. JUST. GUESS.

THE PICTURES WERE THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I immediately started texting them to Hunt, who happened to call me at that exact time, but hadn't seen the pictures yet. I answered the phone and SCREAMED "BABE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" to which he replied "Whoaaa - babe?" After he saw the texts, he was almost as equally excited as I was The first thing he said was "Well, now you don't have to kill yourself over those lost photos."


Enough small talk. More picture talk.

I opened a door in the kitchen and took this photo + the following two!

Ski-in at it's finest.

Purty.

                                                     

Part of the lodge!

Don't get me started on this stoobies.

Seriously, don't.

I said don't!

Wave!!!!

Okay so to you guys, these pictures might not be too much to write home about, but I can't express how insanely happy they make me. I already set one to Hunter's caller ID pix and the last time he called I was literally squealing when I answered at the sheer cuteness.

The end.

Life.

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The interesting thing I've learned about life is how just when you think you have it figured out,  juuuuust when you can finally see your ducks getting in their nice little row, life itself sneaks up on you and never fails to knock the wind straight out from underneath you.  Isn't it funny how one word - one simple 6 letter word can change everything?  The way you look at your boyfriend sleeping, walks with your best friend + dogs, the woman helping you at the pharmacy with the biggest, most contagious smile on her face.  It's a constant reminder to just embrace ever single second that we have.  Every single dinner spent with friends and families...every single giggle session at the water cooler at work with your besties.  Every single text message, phone call, email and hug from people you love.  Embrace every touch, smell, memory and grain of their existence, because we never know when that nasty 6 letter world will present itself and change lives forever.

I've been talking to this sweet soul a lot lately - hopefully she has some pull from above and can help a girl out.  ; )  Love you, Morgan Dawn!

Know what's really enjoyable for me?

Having my {Chech} boss come and sit at my desk looking super serious and asks:
"So.  You know when people say 'your neck of the woods', what the f*ck does that actually mean?!  Neck of the woods???  WHY is it neck?  Not nose?!?!"

Then having your coworker kick in and say:
"It's kind of like when people talk about different legs of flights when flying."

That right there nearly blew Alex's mind.  After he challenged Matt that he made up the leg of flight thing, he walked away shaking his head.  I was going to rebring up chicken fried chicken and refried beans, but I thought that'd send him straight over the edge.
"Why do they have to fry the beans twice?!?!?!!!!  Can't I just have fried beans?  Or better yet - just beans?"

It is so fun messing with a man who has lived in the states for years now, yet still doesn't get our slang.

I can't stop.

I'm stopping.  For tonight.  




Totally stopping.

For now.

Love me?

Done.

I need a babysitter.

Seriously - I'm not to be trusted.

All I need to do tonight is design my cousin's wedding programs, and three simple projects for my freelance work.  But do you think I can concentrate?

No.

For some reason unbeknownst to me,  I start clicking around and playing with Photobooth.  Seriously.  HOW did I get in there when it wasn't even in my dock to begin with?!  Who.  Knows.

What is most shocking to me, is as an established Graphic Designer of 6+ years I have the ability to Photoshop all of these pictures on my own, yet they still crack. me. up.

You are welcome.



As you were.

Central City vs H&B

Central City totally won - though H&B had a blastie!



Like I said before, we were totally small fish in a big ocean, but we embraced every minute of it. After checking in to our hotel, with an unexpected 50% off simply by asking for a manager of the hotel who knows a man I work with, we wandered around for probably 30 min trying to sort through the small casinos to simply find somewhere to eat. After finding said somewhere to eat, I was served the BIGGEST glass of red wine I've ever received for $3. Insane in the membrane. We then headed back to Reserve and tried our hand in gambling.






Though we had THE greatest time, and made some awesome friends at the gambling tables, we quickly found our calling. Poker machines AT the bar.



I tell you what; $40 lasted us maybe 7 minutes at the Roulette table, where $1 lasted us no lie probably at least 20 minutes at our lucky Poker machine. AND; you get served your free drinks AT the bar immediately vs waiting for the cocktail waitresses to scan the room. Win-win. After we ran out of dolla's, we quickly entertained ourselves for hours playing hangman and tic tac toe.









Before we knew it, one thing {drink} lead to another and we were in line for paninis + homemade potato chips.



Shortly after that photo was taken, we went to take the elevator up to our room, where {I was reminded of this the next morning} I RAN and jumped into the elevator to play on the liquid gel floors, unbeknownst to me, I accidentally cut in front of a sweet couple who replied with my childish games with a simple: "We'll wait for the next elevator."

Oops.

We got to sleep in Saturday morning, enjoyed a champagne brunch and a beautimus drive through the canyon back to Denver.













I'm beyond thankful for our time in Central City together, and even though we didn't totally fit in with the gambling world, we already have our next hotel picked out for when we go again. I simply love his love for adventure!

Perfect night.

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Hello weekend - we meet again!

Hunt and I got back from Central City a little after 1p - it's amazing how reconnected we can feel after just 24 hours spent together!  We had a blast at the casino, even if we were the small fish in a huuuge ocean.  Though it was fun to play our hand at Roulette (thanks for the tips, Jaime!), poker and simply walking around people watching - I have to say my favorite was just sitting at the bar playing countless hands of Hangman.  Hunter says it best when he says "I think we could be stuck in an empty room together with no doors or windows, yet still entertain ourselves for hours." The man has a point.  ; )

I had a killer workout/strength training/run in the park when we got back.  The weather is stunning outside!!!  Now it's time to hunker down with my water, tea and fruit to work on some freelance work for a bit before getting gussied up for my sweet friend Ed's birthday this evening!  What are youuuu doing this fine Saturday?

(Jealous of the headband/updo?  Thought so.)

    

Happy weekending, friends!  I'll be back with more pictures and stories from Central City later this weekend.

Women + Stress

I received this email from a girlfriend this morning, and I can’t help but just sit, read it a few times over, and smile.

Women + Stress

... the last lecture was on the mind-body connection - the relationship between stress and disease. The speaker (head of psychiatry at Stanford) said, among other things, that one of the best things that a man could do for his health is to be married to a woman whereas for a woman, one of the best things she could do for her health was to nurture her relationships with her girlfriends. At first everyone laughed, but he was serious.

Women connect with each other differently and provide support systems that help each other to deal with stress and difficult life experiences. Physically this quality “girlfriend time" helps us to create more serotonin - a neurotransmitter that helps combat depression and can create a general feeling of well being. Women share feelings whereas men often form relationships around activities. They rarely sit down with a buddy and talk about how they feel about certain things or how their personal lives are going. Jobs? Yes. Sports? Yes. Cars? Yes. Fishing, hunting, golf? Yes. But their feelings? Rarely.

Women do it all of the time. We share from our souls with our sisters/mothers, and evidently that is very good for our health. He said that spending time with a friend is just as important to our general health as jogging or working out at a gym.

There's a tendency to think that when we are "exercising" we are doing something good for our bodies, but when we are hanging out with friends, we are wasting our time and should be more productively engaged—not true. In fact, he said that failure to create and maintain quality personal relationships with other humans is as dangerous to our physical health as smoking!

So every time you hang out to schmooze with a gal pal, just pat yourself on the back and congratulate yourself for doing something good for your health! We are indeed very, very lucky. Sooooo… let's toast to our friendship with our girlfriends. Evidently it’s very good for our health.

It also makes me think of how great of a night I had last night and how lucky I am. First off some yummy snacks, great conversation and drinks at our girlfriend Maggie’s house, then off to play a random spontaneous game of King’s Cup with Jaime, Ryan and of course – Rocco.




Jaime, Ryan and I have quite the track record for getting ourselves into trouble with King’s Cup.



Poor Jaime even had her own rule! 5 - Wives.




It really doesn’t matter the time or place { not even Easter Sunday is off limits to our KS shenanigans } but thankfully we ended the night early { due to someone having an empty tummy and a lot of booze } { Hi, Jaime! } so I didn’t have to be Jaime and Ryan’s roommate last night.




Was there plenty of other things I could have been doing besides playing cards, eating foods I shouldn’t have been eating and getting home a tish late? Yes. But last night, it was perfection to exercise my soul, rather than just my body.




Oh – and it’s a DANG good thing Rocco is so darn cute, because I hold him responsible for not only kissing a rubber chicken, but also pulling the last King. He’s a heck of a player, let me tell you…










Thanks to all the girls in my life who have helped me stay healthy, happy, and feeling very loved.
Life isn't about surviving the storm; but how you dance in the rain.




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Question for you:

What do you do when your boyfriend starts a new job, works 3 overnights in a row; so he works while you sleep, and sleeps while you work {read: never get to talk to each other much less see each other}?

Oh, you make a early morning breakfast date {read: 7am} for the morning that he finishes his last overnight before you have to go into work {read: tomorrow}?  Then make a spontaneous hotel reservation up in Central City for Friday night as an excuse to be out of Denver and get to spend some time alone even when either of you have absolutely zero interest in gambling?

OMG that's exactly what Hunter and I do, too!  We should be friends.

And let's not forget...

So true.

My day will be awesome because:

I was reading through some of my old blog posts last night, and I totally forgot how frequently I would list out my Favorite 5's.  I most certainly had my crabby pants on this morning, and though I've slowly taken them of throughout the day, I still want to make a list of Why My Day Will Be Awesome:


My day will be awesome because:
Anything that I think I have to complain or fuss about really isn’t that bad.  Frustrating conversations, irritating coworkers, the list could go on and on, however, they are ALL things that can be worked through and overcome.  It’s not the end all, be all.
 
I’m having a really, stinking good hair day.
 
I get to stay at my aunt’s tonight to housesit 2 dogs, and I can’t wait to get my puppy love fix in.
 
I just ate my leftover lunch from yesterday and am so dang happy about it.  Yes it’s 10:40a, and yes I ate it all.  Sue me.


I just got to hear this conversation among Kate and Sara:
Kate: I just feel dirty doing a search for Hooters.  
Sara: You are searching for Hooters?!?!!
For what it's worth, Hooters ran a spot with us and Kate had to do the billing for it.  Clear your minds, folks.


Jonny G and I are planning the dinner menu for American Idol's premiere tonight!  His emails, though sarcastic and bitchy, make me smile every time I open them.  In case you forgot, my friends and I have a slight addiction to American Idol.  Mary even temporarily swore off watching it this season because of the pain and suffering caused by her favorite getting voted off last year...but I'm pretty sure she came around.  ;)


This picture is set as the background to my new computer, and I la-ove it!  My mom, aunt and Chrissy and I in San Diego last year after a very loud, silly and liquid lunch.  

Boo ya!  Oh and I've read this post already a handful of times today.


what if instead of being furious....we were kind.
what if instead of being furious....we were kind.
what if instead of being furious....we were kind.


Love it.  Why will YOUR day be awesome today?!


*No idea why some of my text is highlighted - let's just pretend that didn't happen, yes?

Oh life.

Just when I get a massive blow to the ego, heart and head - you know how to pick me back up by something as simple as a message on my afternoon tea:

Re-examine all you have been told...Dismiss what insults your Soul.

Walt Whitman...I think we would have gotten along swimmingly.

Happy weekending!

I'm so thankful for this weekend!  Not only because it's 4 days long, but it's the first weekend in probably close to 2 months I haven't had to live out of a suitcase for at least a day of it.  Don't get me wrong, I love Hunt and I's little weekend trips, but I'm also as equally thrilled to sleep in, drink coffee and watch my boi cook me breakfast.  Run errands, go grocery shopping.  Make lunch and listen to Hunter and his roommate banter about things that I have learned really quickly to tune out.

I hope everyone else is enjoying their weekend, long or short!

Oh....and...GO BRONCOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Positive Polly.

You guys. I am in the best mood today. Like. THE best mood. It’s 9:27am, and I’ve already giggled so hard I got tears in my eyes…TWICE. That happens maybe by like 9p on a good day.

It could be because I had a romantic date with my gay husband last night. And by romantic, I mean Thai food in our pj’s, Manhattan’s in Tiffany tumblers. Also, by romantic, I mean getting chased around the house with a piece of a grapefruit that looked eerily like something that makes your heart pump. And last but not least, by romantic I mean him tying the hood of my hoodie around my head so tight I literally couldn’t see shiz, giggling so hard I couldn’t breathe then him pushing me out on his front porch saying “Okay thanks, come again bye bye now.”

Yeah. We are REALLY mature.

You may quit judging now.

But the real reason I think I’m in such an insanely awesome mood is because of this blog post I read this morning.

For real. How. Powerful. Are. Those. Words?! It was the best thing to read first thing in the morning.

I could have used this one yesterday:

what if, instead of reacting...we stopped and took a deep breath
what if, instead of losing our patience... we didn't

But guess what? I have them today, and I’m going to execute those little buggers all day long.

I truly got chills after reading this post, and I couldn’t wait to get to work fast enough to live them all.

I think the most challenging one for me will be:
what if, instead of using the past as ammunition, we forgot...moved on and forgave.

That is something I strive for daily, but my stubbornness and aggression take over 10 times out of 10.

Here’s to change. Here’s to full hearts. Here’s to being the best version of ourselves.

Currently:

3 sickos, one Cup of Noodles, two pairs of slippers and one entertaining Apple computer.





Actually I don't know if Forks is sick, though I'm saying he is because he's playing the part quite well.

Poor Hunter is out cold and snoring even with my computer blasting Real World 2 feet from his face. I'm not too far off.

I hope your Monday is far less sick and way more productive!

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Week in pix.

Short week. Short on words.



























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