SMALL, MEDIUM, LARGE!!!

So this is actually a post about something that happened a couple years ago at Steven and Jessica’s wedding reception in Idaho:) Erica, me, Latara and Jeremy were all sitting in the corner talking… We made up a game like we often do. I feel like small, medium, and large would be a good name for the game although it really doesn’t need a name.. We probably should never play it again. Anyways here is what we did. Someone would name a body part and we would determine out of us 3 girls who was small medium and large. It started off quiet and it seemed to be a good way to entertain ourselves. But with each body part we got louder and louder with our opinions on who was what size. I don’t remember the particular body part but I remember each of us had a different opinion and we were all determined to talk the others into what we thought was right. Someone would tell the others what they thought then another would follow after them a bit louder and that went on until we were yelling NO!!! I’M SMALL! YOU’RE MEDIUM! AND YOU’RE LARGE!!!! One of us finally noticed how loud we had gotten and quieted the rest down. We all looked over to see nearly everyone at the reception staring at us. We stood up and walked out of the reception laughing. I’m sure everyone was thinking poor Jessica. She has crazy in-laws. Ha 

Speaking of games...

Kenni and I were driving home one evening. It was one of those times where nothing is really going on, just living you know. Well I looked at kenni and she returned the look of, “now what?” I saw the speed limit sign and boom! Idea! “I thought of a game Kenni. Whenever you talk you have to use a word that you see outside the car. That’s the only LIMIT.” Kenni bounced right back, “oh I like this, we could say like 600 things” (600 east) “Yeah, We wont ever have to STOP.” “You think it will ever get OLD?” (old main)  Well one thing is for sure, it didn’t get old. We were crying and our tummies hurt from laughing by the time we pulled into our parking lot. We got really good at it too, like two words per sentence. Ha you should try it sometime:)   

I MADE UP A JINGLE

Kenni was in mid sentence while washing the cheese grater, and this song just came over me…

Kick your left foot! Right foot now…

Kenni immediately stopped talking. She didn’t even check her hands to see which leg was the left one and just chanced it.

A spastic kick with her left leg. The right one not far behind.

I found this so hilarious I had to make more up.

Shake your butt!

Kenni reacts :) We are both busting up now, But I just thought of one more line.

And MOO like a cow!!

I could see the attempt but all I heard was a rupture of laughing!

We were on the kitchen floor replaying what just happened in our heads. Awesome!

Kick your left foot

Right foot now

Shake your butt

And MOO like a cow

WHAT IF…

So we have this friend, his name is Colton Love and he is always playing the, WHAT IF game “WHAT IF grandpa smoothie didn’t cost any money?” WHAT IF the pork came to life and ate your face? Or “WHAT IF the head massager came to life and ate your brain?” Me and Latara decided to try the game ourselves. After a delicious pulled pork sandwich we we’re laying on the floor to digest a bit. Latara started with, “Maybe sometimes when you are on your top bunk you think, I’m pretty high up. When you think about it your extra high up, cuz you are on the second floor. WHAT IF you fell all the way to the ground. Like WHAT IF the cinderblocks just slid out and you accidentally rolled right outside? I bet you would be like WOAH! How did I get outside?” Then I started in. “No WHAT IF the cinder blocks just disintegrated and I rolled out? WHAT IF I didn’t even get hurt and I just kept rolling right down the hill and on to my car? Then I would wonder how did I get on my car?” Tara chimes in, “Then WHAT IF you looked at the steering wheel and you where like oh my steering wheel, I’m on my car? Then you looked down and you we’re like oh I fell asleep on the hood of my car?” HA yeah, WHAT IF that happened…

We done got some jobs!!!

Up in here, up in here! Yay yeah girl!! Woot woot!! We are so stoked:) We have been so blessed! We both have been hired and are excited to get to work! Kenni will be doing take out at Café Rio, and Tara gets to be a cook at Avalon Hills. Kenni starts training and Tara fills out paper work tomorrow! Thanks so much for praying and encouraging us. What a fun adventure we are having up here. Sunday we both get to speak in church and say all we a grateful for! Should be good:)

I’m gonna blog about this…

 Latara and I got invited to go shooting with some really fun boys in our ward!!! :) We all met at our friend Ian’s house and from there loaded up the trucks.. 4 guys, me, and Tara I liked the ratio we were working with;) After a quick trip to Wal-Mart and the gas station we were on our way up the canyon. When we got there Ian started pulling out so many guns, it was crazy. We plastered some pumpkins, and shot a few tree branches. We pulled out the clay pigeons, but didn’t have a thrower. We did the best we could tossing them in the air. Lucky for us I didn’t throw to many, I kinda have a record of hitting boys in the face. This was definitely one of the funnest things we have done since we got here.

So this one time…

After a lil visit to the library kenni and I decide its time for lunch! Lately we have been a bit obsessed with French dip. It’s fast, warm, easy, and quite delicious :) I pull into Smiths cause we needed some roast beef. Kenni tells me how she would rather sit in the car. She hadn’t got ready for the day yet. So I’m on a mission, get the meat and get out of the store. The lady cutting the roast had a name tag that said Tara. I figured it was Tera but had to ask anyways…I was right. Now I’m chatting with the lady about names. She has a daughter named Teaya, everyone calls Taya. I thanked her for the meat and got going! I was trying to find the softest of their French bread (all the loafs were like bricks). I grabbed one I hadn’t poked a hole in yet, paid for the food and walked to the car. I jump in the car thinking, not bad… I was pretty fast. Then kenni looks at me with a disgusted face, “what is that smell?” ha I start sniffing the air, my hair, and my armpits. Kenni was smelling the grocery bag, then looks at me. Now I am nervous, “am I stinky?” I lift my arm for her to smell. Ha just as she pulls her head back we both notice a lady in the car across from us watching the whole thing. We couldn’t help but bust out laughing. We never did find out what the smell was. I was telling kenni on the drive home how the bread was so hard, and watched as she poked a hole in it with her finger. Good times!      

Getting a package!!!

I’m not sure I’ve ever received a package other than something I myself have ordered, so when Latara and I got home one day and saw there was a package for Latara Awesome and Kenni Cool it was quite exciting!!!! We opened the door, dropped our things and started tearing in. After some real work with the packing tape we finally got it opened! Erica, Nixon and Nick had sent us popcorn, hot cocoa, candy bars, sugar cookies, a book (for a boring day,) some Thanksgiving and Christmas décor and just what we’d been looking for the day before while grocery shopping cheddar and broccoli soup!!! She also wrote us an encouraging letter telling us that we’re awesome and whoever hires us is going to be lucky, to keep our heads up and that she and many more people love us.

I really couldn’t even tell you how much love we’ve felt. Since we’ve been here in Logan I’ve felt so much support and love from our family. Last Sunday I know mom and dad were fasting for us, we fasted too! This week we each got 2 interviews and we feel like we’ve been very blessed. We know that what we’re doing here in Logan is right. We went to ward prayer on Sunday and the girl giving the devotional was explaining how sometimes when we pray we get an answer and we make decisions and maybe a couple months down the road you’re thinking what am I doing?! But when you find yourself asking …remember how you felt when you prayed. It was right then and it’s right now. My testimony has been strengthened a little more this past week and I think we’re really going to love Logan! So thanks for all of the phone calls, the prayers, your thoughts, and to the Locke’s, the package:) We love you all and hope everything is going well! :)

Thats whats up!

So Kenni and I kinda have a lot of time on our hands. However, not a lot of money:) We have been in Logan for 3 weeks now searching for jobs. It has been a bit difficult, but we are not giving up! It has been way fun living with Kenni. We always have fun making yummy dinners together, going for runs around the block, sleeping in our bunk beds, and exploring Logan together. My computer has a bunch of sample games on it. We played those for a while, but now all the free trials have been used up.  One evening when we got bored I told her to make up a dance and teach it to me. So she did! I thought I was catching on pretty well and felt as cute as her when I was dancing. Then Kenni filmed me… ha ha. We were laughing all night! This morning we were sitting by each other putting make-up on. I started singing. "In west Philadelphia born and raised, on the playground NA nA na na na… Shootin some b ball I thought I was cool. Bam boom beans… well a couple of guys they were up to no good. Wa wa na yeah boy!" Ha I wish I could show you the look on Kenni’s face. “Dude Tara, you are singing all the wrong words.” I just told her, “You don’t know what song I am singing.”    

We want to blog:)

Once upon a time there were two sisters who moved far away... One day while they were sitting in the laundromat they decided lets start a blog. Hahahaha, why not right??? Well so far we suck at it, because our laundry is done and we are still working on this post.