ride, ride, ride that pony.

Get up and ride that big fat pony.

Ride, ride, ride that pony.

This is how we do it:

front to front to front, my baby.

back to back to back, my baby.

side to side to side, my baby.

This is how we do it...

As fun as it would be, this post is unfortunately not dedicated to past years of girls' camp. Now dry your tears and put on your big girl panties. Maybe one day I'll write about that. But for now, tis not the case.

We all know that the city of STG is extremely good at knowing how to spend their extra change. *coughthreehundredthousanddollarscough* What? No. I'm not bitter. I fully embrace the newly added carousel to the middle of town, as does Maddison. We had been counting down its arrival, and the moment it opened we couldn't wait to get our buns on over there and hop onto the creepy, yet beau-tea-ful ponies. 

The first time we went, we got there an hour after it had closed. We cried and cried. And then we wiped away our angel tears and decided to carry on. We chose which ponies we wanted for the next time we would return. Maddi chose one with a crazy mane that looked more like a mohawk than anything. I chose the jester horse. Good decisions those were, by the way. 

When we finally made our way over a week or two later, Maddi knew the boy operating the fun filled ride, so he gave us the child price. We got two rides for the price of one, which was exciting because we were able to choose two horses. Maddi's: merhorse. Part mermaid, part horse. Mine: roses, lions with wings, and baby cherub wrapped in a blankie on the horsie's bum. Twas great.

Anywho. That was just one of the many dates that Maddison and I have been on. We love each other's company. And we're just too darn funny. I don't understand how more people don't want to hang out with us. 

In further news, that post down there {insert downward arrow} about the one worded letter ended up being a big fat joke. Don't worry. I chewed that little missionarie's butt about how funny it wasn't. 

Also, I got to talk to my brother!! He's in Kuwait. Love that guy.

Peace&blessings

love: al.

Durnkin Donuts.

To start things off, here's a playlist. But not just any playlist. It's what we listened to all weekend. It was on Melski's pod, and I fell in love. <3 It's basically the playlist of both of our love lives. We just need to stick to being each other's bfs, because it seems that the real men who are supposed to hold our hands are too lame to do so. Listen to the whole thing. You'll fall in love. I guarantee it.

Here it is.

Day dos. Surnday.


We had plans of awaking early and making our way into the city. We didn't wake up early, but we did venture to the main land. Once we finally got going we hopped on into the minski and traveled to the Bronx. Yep. When she told me that that was where we were going to get onto the subway at I almost peed my pants. 

After having my pants scared off by a drunk man who didn't have enough money to get on the subway, I felt my subway adventure had officially started. 


Our first stop was China Town where we did some shopping and gandering and fake bartering. I don't really what happened between China Town and Trinity church because I hadn't been taking pictures. When we got out of the subway Melissa scolded me for not having taken any pictures, so I whipped out the cam. She wanted to take a picture of me to show I was in NY. What did we result to? A hotdog stand. 

Anywho. After Trinity Church we hit up a subway (the restaurant) by Battery Park where I conveniently asked for "ticken cheriyake." Yeah. Imma fool. We hung out in Battery Park for a wee bit. Went and gandered at the Statue of Liberty for some time. Bartered with a sketchy sunglass seller. Hit up Time Square {twice}. Grand Central. Empire State Building. Roxy's. Max Brenner's. It was a solid day. That's all I'm gonna say. I'll let my pics do the talking. kbye.

One last thing. Since it was Memorial Day Weekend there were sailors walking around in their white all over time square. It was cool.

 ^We walked for twelve years to get to this Jamba Juice, only to discover it was closed. We cried.

Thanks, Mel.

When life becomes a bit too much for me to handle, I run. Not the strap on my running shoes and hit the gym type of run. More like.. book a flight and escape from St. George and everything that I feel is crashing down on me type of run. The first time it happened was here. Not that I'm complaining. Vacations are much needed. And now that I'm beginning to realize the convenience of having flight benefits from the mama, this might turn into a new habit. I think I'll be alright with it. 

About two weeks ago I had a Skype date with Mel. Before she could even get out a "hello" I believe I started crying and asked if I could come visit. Of course she obliged, confessing that she had missed my humor and good looks. I booked my flights a day or two later. Best decision I've made in a long time. 

I suppose I shall share what we did over the all too fast weekend. I'll probably break it up into two or tres posts, because this one is much too long already.

I took a red eye Friday night and arrived early Saturday morning, where I was greeted by her chunchine face. {Can you believe I flew to New York all by myself? This is the girl who stressed flying out of the STG airport to SLC.. yeah. I know. I surprised myself.} She came giving hugs, baby muffins, and yogurt. Isn't she the greatest? Anyway. We traveled to her home, ate some toast and eggs, and then I went to sleep. I woke up a few hours later and she was swimming with Phoebe and her little friend Danielle. They were having a play date. So I shimmied into my bikinki and joined them.


Later that night we ate dinner with her family {...nanny family. Just so you don't get all confused}. And then the two of us went to cheese cake factory and got some lovely dessert. Then we went to this gigantor movie theater and watched a movie about some guys who got lost in Bangkok with a drug dealing monkey and a crazy asian. {10 points for you if you know which one it is.} We laughed our buns off. Then we went home and slept slash cuddled slash scratched each other's backs. If you know us, then you know we're always scratching each other's backs. It had been missed.

Anywho. That's all I'm gonna say for now. Because this is super long and I doubt anybody read this far. Isn't it depressing I only took like.. 5 pictures the first day? Yeah. I know.

...to be continued...

welcome to terrgit.

I promise you that Maddi and I aren't completely childish.


Today after bread making we ventured over to Target to have ourselves some fun. Remember that lil' bombshell from VS I told you about? You can check it out here. Anywho. Maddi had seen a wannabe one at Target, so we just had to go compare. 


Speaking from experience, if I were to buy one of those ridiculously padded bras, I'd definitely have to go with the one from Vickie's. The one from Target just doesn't do justice. Although, Melski, the one at Target was purple leopard print. We thought it would make a nice friend for Zeebs. 


After the bras, we headed on over to the shoes where Mad broke the clearance sign. Then I told her that I was sick of hiding my secret: I was pregnant and we needed to go check out the car seats. That's when she told me her secret: "I thought you were getting fat." hahah. We scoured through all the baby stuff, and even tried out the breast pumps.


Then we went to the toys and played with every toy possible, especially the ones that made obnoxious noises. We found some JBiebs dolls and loved them immensely. We played the Wii, and checked out some face washes. We even ran into a fart that seemed more like a brick wall than a smell in the air.






Twas a swell day.






Also, 4 more days until this boy is home!!

I can't wait!!

Peace&blessings.

put your panties in my bag.

The original Spring Break plan was to venture to Hawaii. So when our plans fell through, Maddison and I felt as if our hearts were broken. We were at a loss of what to do, and we knew we had to think of something quick. When we were graced with the news that the world's largest Forever 21 and a three-story H&M both opened in Vegas, we knew that was our solution. 


Tuesday morning we piled into Schnid's car {.. well. Given as much piling you can do with two people, that's what we did.} And headed on down the road. And, believe it or not, I drove. I know, I know. Please, hold the applause. Let me remind you that this is the girl who was forced to get her license, and has to prepare herself weeks in advance just to drive to Hurricane or Cedar. Needless to say I was pretty proud of myself.

Yes, my eyes were on the road.

The drive was pretty uneventful. We had some good talking, and a major soul-sesh with the Biebs. Twas solid. When we finally arrived at the Fashion Show Mall our stomachs were screaming at us. We snapped a few quick pics to show how each of us looked on the drive down, and then continued on to get ourselves some lunch.

This is Maddi with Mags. Mona wasn't feeling up to the trip.

And this was me, clutching the steering wheel for dear life, hoping to make it alive.

When we finally made it inside, Maddi decided that she really needed to go to the bathroom. We came up out of red parking {We parked in Red J7.. we had to remember it by saying that Maddi's favorite color is red, and that her birthday is January 7th. It really is January 7th.. so that helped quite a bit.} When we came up the escalator, we were trying to figure out where the nearest bathroom was. We knew there were restrooms by the food court, and since we were headed that way anyway we'd go down there. Now, if you've ever been in the FSM then you know that the floors are extremely confusing. After going up and down a few levels and walking the entire length of the mall, we realized that the food court was at the other end.. right where we came up from the underground parking. It was pretty funny. Here's Maddi being all distraught from not being able to find the bathroom.. {sorry it's blurry}

We got ourselves some lunch which, by the way, as quite a hard decision. We finally settled for Subway, where the lady who made our sandwiches totally skimped on the olives. I'm pretty sure Maddi only got 3 and a half on her sandwich.. no joke. While we were eating Maddi got hit on by multiple men, one of them being a Justin Bieber lookalike. I told her she was lucky for hanging out with her ugly friend that day, because obviously she was getting a whole lot of attention.

After lunch we continued on to the real reason we were there... Forever 21. When we rounded the corner and saw it I almost peed my pants. It's seriously gigantic.

 If you can't tell, I was super duper excited.

The next four hours were those of pure bliss. Yes, you read that correctly. Four hours. That's how long we spent there. We'd only made it through about 1/4th of the top floor.. so an 1/8th of the entire 2 floor monstrosity, and this is what Maddi looked like. Her arms were gonna fall off. 

Melissa, these next two pictures we took for you. There was an entire room filled with sea baby apparel. 

We thought you'd be proud.

After our four hours in F21, we made our purchases and headed over to find out what Victoria's secret really is. And I do believe we found it. They have a new line of delicious smelling lotions. Maddi had a different lotion/perfume on each hand and each arm. She was beginning to give me a headache. ha! Plus, when we first walked in we were given these cutie little bows that smelled like their newest fragrance.

These were our favorite:

And I bought this one. It's heavenly.

As we were meandering through the store, we were asked only about a billion times if we wanted to see what size our breasteses (say it like Tra-cay.. if you don't know what I'm talking about, what the video at the bottom.) We finally caved in and decided to try out the bombshell.

ohmahgosh. Let me tell you. The claim to fame with this bra is that it adds 2 cup sizes, and that it does. The padding on it is seriously probably 3.5 inches thick. It is ridonculous. 

After we tried those on, we decided to check out the panties. We found some super classy ones.

Here is where the title of this post comes from. I promise that it wasn't completely random. One of the sales associates kept following us around, offering us a shopping bag even though we weren't buying anything. When I started picking some things out to buy, she handed Maddi a bag. I kept holding onto my things while she carried around an empty shopping bag. I refused to give her my panties, until she hissed at me "Put your panties in my bag!" It was really quite funny.

After that we did a clothing change and continued on down the strip to Caesar's Palace to go visit the gigantic H&M. I don't really feel like blogging anymore. So I'll just give you some pics.

When I came around the corner I found her bonding this this lamp horse:

This little baby gelato cost us like.. 6 doll hairs.

Then we drove home and jammed to the Biebs. And stopped like twelve hundred times so I could go pee.

Picture overload? Yes. I'm sorry.

Click here to watch Tracy stalk Peter and talk about her breasteses.

Byeee.