Camaron's cousin and his friends started a tradition a few years back.
It has been deemed Turtlenog.
Turtlenecks + eggnog = turtlenog
It is a very classy soiree where all boys must sport mustaches and be dressed in the classiest of fashions. Girls are not encouraged to have mustaches, but must also be class-ily dressed.
Basically, classy is the main factor here.
This year's Turtlenog was celebrated at a friend's cozy cottage in Vivian Park.
There were pints upon pints of eggnog to share, necks were warmly covered, not a male's upper lip was bare ...and someone even brought a turtle!!!
All of these amazing turtlenog details basically covered up the possible awkwardness of being the only married couple in our mid-twenties at a party full of 18-year-olds who just graduated high school. Seriously. It was a blast.
And since very few people knew us, I so could have been the party skank again.
For old time's sake. (maybe I was?)
Here is the official Turtlenog turtle -delighting in some nog, of course (yes, he's wearing a scarf)
Our cute cuzzies. Taylor, the distinguished young man on the left, was the mastermind behind the party
Ok, before you try to find Camaron and me in these family pics,
I guess I should let you know this is not my family.
This is my friend, Natalli's family.
Seriously, beautiful family.
I had the opportunity last month to take some family pics for them and it was so much fun.
Confession: I've never done a family portrait session before.
Another confession: I can't wait for the chance to do it again.
I'm mostly excited to photograph a family again because I feel like I now know a ton more than I did going into this photography session. Although I am proud of my work with Natalli's family, I can't wait to try out all of the new things I have learned.
Some of which incude:
capturing more candid moments
taking shots from more creative angles
learning EVERYBODY's names
using more varied poses
taking a TON more shots
Any other tips for me?
Want to give me more photography practice? (email me)
One of my favorite things about the holidays is celebrating with friends. I love a good holiday party. We were happy to have been able to attend 2 holiday soirees this weekend!
Loves me some eggnog:)
We had a church party Thursday night -we mainly just went for the free dinner. We stayed longer than anticipated though, because they had gingerbread house supplies and tables set up. Camaron and I love love a good house-o-candy, so we grabbed some graham crackers and began constructing our sweet abode. Sadly, the frosting we were provided with was not meant for constructing houses and ours collapsed ...like 6 times. In the end, we threw cuteness out the window and simply made a structure that could hold as much candy as we could stuff in it as possible. Now that's my kind of gingerbread/graham cracker house.
Later on that night, one of my friends from work was throwing a Christmas party at her house.
It was called "Give Some, Get Some."
Basically, they invited everyone to bring canned food for donating to those in need
...and they had hung mistletoe all around the house:)
They had delicious stew, hot chocolate, a photobooth with Justin Bieber, and Christmas karaoke
(all key elements in a successful Christmas party)
Camaron and I were watching a spectacular rendition of "Last Christmas" on karaoke, when my attention was diverted to a group of girls who were pointing above us and trying to get us to look up. They were referring to the mistletoe dangling right above us. Well, there's not much I enjoy more than givin my hubby a fatty smooch ...so with zero hesitation, I grabbed that man's handsome face and laid one on him. Little did I know, no one knew we were married, let alone even knew each other.
It rocked to be a fake party skank.
Have you been partying this season? Any other fake (or real) party skanks out there?
Link up your party posts below yo
p.s. karaoke fail = not being able to find an adequate version of your song (we quit before even the second line of "Baby It's Cold Outside")
p.s. the other day I went to the library to pick up a book I had put on hold. I looked though the "holds"shelf with the letter of my last name. I scanned over all of the books with the holdee name papers sticking out of them, but for the life of me, couldn't find the book with my name sticking out! ...Then I realized I had forgotten my last name. I was looking on the shelf that would have held my old last name. In 16 days, I will have been married for one full year:) ...and I still sometimes forget my married name
Our home is smelling soooo good right now. It now truly feels like Christmas is upon us.
(and no, it's not because I just sprayed a heaping amount of the Bath & Body Works Christmas Tree room spray*)
Camaron and I went and got a REAL Christmas tree for our home this year! Both of us were deprived of such things growing up, so we treated ourselves with a fine Grand Fir
on this our second Christmas together as marrieds.
It stands proud in our front room. I've already filled it with lights,
but the decorations will have to wait until tomorrow
(because we apparently don't have any of those little hooks you need for hanging ornaments. Bummer)
While the tree is looking and smellin pretty dang good, I'm gonna have to say the best part of getting a live tree was the adventure we had getting it on the car.
We bought our tree from a nearby grocery store (I already had suspicions that traveling with a tree on top of our car would be difficult, so I wanted to pick one up from close by) The store had posted that they'd "even help tie the tree to your car!" -but this store is obviously a fan of lying, because we most definitely had to do the loading and tying by ourselves. Luckily, they did let us borrow their twine and scissors, though. Yeah?
So Camaron put the tree on top of our car ...and then the Salvation Army guy paused from his bell ringing to inform us that we had put the tree on backwards. Who knows these things? (not us)
So, we fixed the tree and then started the tying. We were on opposite sides of the car and would thread the twine though the car's windows and then throw it over the top to each others. We were lookin like pros -until I threw it too far and hit a lady in the head with the ball of twine.
It was all tied up and we were ready to go.
So long, grocery store!
...and then we quickly realized that we had tied our doors shut with the twine
(who of you saw that one coming?)
So, we did the logical thing and climbed into the car through the open windows, just like the cool kids and their cool convertibles (minus the convertible part)
Let's just say, we gave Salvation Army guy some good stories to tell his buds when he got home.
We made it safely home with the tree still in tact (thanks to my granny driving)
Oh, what a wonderful Christmas this shall be!
We topped off our night of Christmasy spirit with a chocolate orange:)
P.S. Did you see Ender was cast??? How nuts is this?! So excited for this movie!
*My family hates this stuff for some reason. But I would always fill the house with it during Christmas time growing up. ...And I probably will do it again when we go home for Christmas in just a few weeks! Muahahahhaaaa!
Nothing better than following up a delicious Thanksgiving feast with a highly-intense game of croquet.
(except maybe a game of ultimate frisbee:) )
Yes, I am horrible at croquet and was the first one out, but we got to play outside! On Thanksgiving!
I am just very grateful that the weather here isn't horrible ...yet.
Later, I ate a ton of rolls and then we all played Mafia. All I learned was that the only way to win is if you are silent the whole time. Seriously, anytime I voiced an opinion or idea about who I thought might have done it ...boom "It's Andrea! She did it!"
It was so funny.
Not to mention, I have this amazing gift of coming off completely guilty of something when I really didn't do it. All of the time. No lie, it's been such a great talent to possess. I'd love to teach you sometime,
but it's one of those things you just can't teach.
Then last night, I got to play with my Mandyface friend who was in town for the delicious holiday. Oh, she makes me miss AZ so much. Love her. We got shakes and I discovered I'm not the only one who loves gummies in my ice cream!
10 point for Griffindor!
Oh, I mean Mandy.
Well, and Griffindor can have em too.
Now, who's ready to bust out the Christmas decorations??
This pic was taken in August. For this story's sake, imagine this, but with patches of snow all over. Crazy, I know
Ok, longish story short:
This last Saturday I drove down to Vegas to pick up Camaron. His dad had driven him there from Arizona. In case you weren't aware, Las Vegas is basically the perfect meeting place between Gilbert, AZ and Provo, UT. Camaron had flown down to AZ last week for the funeral of a close friend (I really wish I could have joined him, but my work is weird and doesn't provide me with many options for taking time off).
Ok, this story is already getting too long.
I drove 5 hours by myself to Vegas, ate at Jack in the Box with Cam and his dad, then Cam and I began our 5 hour drive together back to P-town. I know what you're thinking "Wow, what a super fun 10 hour drive! Was that Jack in the Box in the scariest part of town, too?! Cause now I'm thinking I need to plan a road trip. Where's my atlas?"
In response to your thoughts, yes. Yes, it was a super fun trip. And yes, that Jack in the Box was uber sketch.
Truly, it was a fun drive. The fun on the drive down was mostly made possible by The Cranberries, and Billy Joel. The fun on the drive back with Camaron was mostly made possible by, well, Camaron ...and the fact that Camaron found out (once again), when I don't know the lyrics to a song, I make up my own. (Similar to what Kara does sometimes)
Case in point: artist: The Format (we traditionally listen to them when crossing the border into AZ) song: Tune Out part I never could tell what they were saying: the first line of the song.
I had no idea what they said here -all I heard was "__________, please choose a side..."
I know they weren't saying "Strongbad," but it kinda sounded like it, so that is the word that I always use when singing this song (ie: "Strongbad, please choose a side...")* I told Camaron my cool new lyric (because I figured nobody could actually decipher what the band was really saying). Turns out Cam does know the lyrics, and I was a little off.
Fake lyrics + singing Ashlee Simpson at the top of our lungs + buckled-in dancing + Remembering our friend who passed away + talking about us moving back to AZ = Five hours that felt like maybe one. I am so thankful to have such a fun lovey dovey husband (This is now my Thanksgiving post?)
*apparently, the actual lyrics are: "It's your bed, please choose a side..." I guess that makes more sense than Strongbad (but not nearly as intimidating) Did you know the real words? 10 points to you and yours
I'm always shocked by how early some people get their Christmas shopping done.
I seriously think I saw around 5 people's status updates on FB this last week declaring that they had already finished. What is this???
I don't know about you, but I honestly have troubles getting everyone's presents by Christmas. I have been known to shop even on Christmas eve. I don't recommend it, but I also don't know how to avoid it.
Are you an early bird or last minute shopper?
Either way, I just added some great items to the shop, and I'm sure you know someone who'd love a little extra color on their couch/bed/chair...