Our weekend in photos...

Remember when Paul and Nancy came down to visit and we had oodles of fun and ate approximately 33 rolls from Texas Roadhouse?

Just kidding about that last part, but wouldn't that be awesome!?

We had Jordan's old roommate and his wife as guests this weekend, and it was great! Jord and I went up to visit them in Cary a couple of months ago, so we figured it was time to host them in our humble abode, despite the fact that there is very little space and we have one bathroom. In our room. They were great sports about it :-)

Friday, we had some dinner and went to the dollar movie to see X-Men: First Class. Saturday, we had a lazy morning, complete with biscuits and gravy. Then, the men went golfing and the women went Uptown to walk around the NoDa district, take some pictures, and snack on yummy treats.

That night, we hit up THE T.R. for some delicious BBQ and grub. Drool. All in all, we had a lovely time full of lots of laughing, movie quoting, and Rock Band playing.

Sunday, the Roses decided to take it easy. This means that we napped for three hours and watched movies all day. Score! I also got some exciting news, but that will have to wait for later :-) Here is some documentation of the fun!

Our weekend in photos...

Remember when Paul and Nancy came down to visit and we had oodles of fun and ate approximately 33 rolls from Texas Roadhouse?

Just kidding about that last part, but wouldn't that be awesome!?

We had Jordan's old roommate and his wife as guests this weekend, and it was great! Jord and I went up to visit them in Cary a couple of months ago, so we figured it was time to host them in our humble abode, despite the fact that there is very little space and we have one bathroom. In our room. They were great sports about it :-)

Friday, we had some dinner and went to the dollar movie to see X-Men: First Class. Saturday, we had a lazy morning, complete with biscuits and gravy. Then, the men went golfing and the women went Uptown to walk around the NoDa district, take some pictures, and snack on yummy treats.

That night, we hit up THE T.R. for some delicious BBQ and grub. Drool. All in all, we had a lovely time full of lots of laughing, movie quoting, and Rock Band playing.

Sunday, the Roses decided to take it easy. This means that we napped for three hours and watched movies all day. Score! I also got some exciting news, but that will have to wait for later :-) Here is some documentation of the fun!

Our weekend in photos...

Remember when Paul and Nancy came down to visit and we had oodles of fun and ate approximately 33 rolls from Texas Roadhouse?

Just kidding about that last part, but wouldn't that be awesome!?

We had Jordan's old roommate and his wife as guests this weekend, and it was great! Jord and I went up to visit them in Cary a couple of months ago, so we figured it was time to host them in our humble abode, despite the fact that there is very little space and we have one bathroom. In our room. They were great sports about it :-)

Friday, we had some dinner and went to the dollar movie to see X-Men: First Class. Saturday, we had a lazy morning, complete with biscuits and gravy. Then, the men went golfing and the women went Uptown to walk around the NoDa district, take some pictures, and snack on yummy treats.

That night, we hit up THE T.R. for some delicious BBQ and grub. Drool. All in all, we had a lovely time full of lots of laughing, movie quoting, and Rock Band playing.

Sunday, the Roses decided to take it easy. This means that we napped for three hours and watched movies all day. Score! I also got some exciting news, but that will have to wait for later :-) Here is some documentation of the fun!

Oh, boy

Hiiii...

(You couldn't hear it, but I said that like Ross from Friends when he is feeling melancholy)

Today was kind of a doozy. I have been settling into my new job for the past week-ish; I am so grateful to be working again and am liking the company and all of the people I am getting to know, but I always forget how overwhelming starting over can be.

Do you ever have those times when you get super stressed out and where you want to go somewhere private and curl in a ball and whimper to yourself? No? Yeah, me neither.

After a long day of feeling like a complete noob, I came home and ate an entire 12-inch meatball sub while watching Mad Men. On the floor. In my underclothings. Quite a pretty picture, no?

I'll cut it out with being a grumpy gills and update you on our weekend! Friday.... I can't even remember what we did now. Oh, yes, Rock Band. We also may or may not have gotten reprimanded by neighbors for being too loud. Oops. When you're slappin' the bass, you just can't fight it, ya know!?

Saturday, we were all pumped to go hiking at Crowder's Mountain (the nearest thing to our beloved Provo Canyon out here), but 3/4 of the way through our journey, it started pouring. Classic Charlotte! Instead, we drove around looking at the pretty scenery and stopped in the visitor's center to play with the bird watching exhibits and play hide and seek in its fake rock walls. Naturally.

What the view of Crowder's Mountain might have looked like, had we made it to the top.

Sunday, we had a delicious BBQ with some friends in Uptown. I also gave a talk in church... and may have started bawling like a puny baby during the middle of it. That's what happens when you get Lyssie Poo all nervous in front of a congregation! It ended up going well, however, and we are really enjoying our ward and all of the sweet people and families that belong to it.

That was about it for the weekend; I still have some updating to do about some fun times we have been having, so I will try my best to post a little more later. The rest of the evening will be spent grocery shopping (joy!)and convincing Jordan that my frustrating day deserves at least five straight minutes of him playing with my hair.

He's really good at it. Don't tell anyone. It will ruin his street cred.

Adieu, adieu, to you and you and you.

Oh, boy

Hiiii...

(You couldn't hear it, but I said that like Ross from Friends when he is feeling melancholy)

Today was kind of a doozy. I have been settling into my new job for the past week-ish; I am so grateful to be working again and am liking the company and all of the people I am getting to know, but I always forget how overwhelming starting over can be.

Do you ever have those times when you get super stressed out and where you want to go somewhere private and curl in a ball and whimper to yourself? No? Yeah, me neither.

After a long day of feeling like a complete noob, I came home and ate an entire 12-inch meatball sub while watching Mad Men. On the floor. In my underclothings. Quite a pretty picture, no?

I'll cut it out with being a grumpy gills and update you on our weekend! Friday.... I can't even remember what we did now. Oh, yes, Rock Band. We also may or may not have gotten reprimanded by neighbors for being too loud. Oops. When you're slappin' the bass, you just can't fight it, ya know!?

Saturday, we were all pumped to go hiking at Crowder's Mountain (the nearest thing to our beloved Provo Canyon out here), but 3/4 of the way through our journey, it started pouring. Classic Charlotte! Instead, we drove around looking at the pretty scenery and stopped in the visitor's center to play with the bird watching exhibits and play hide and seek in its fake rock walls. Naturally.

What the view of Crowder's Mountain might have looked like, had we made it to the top.

Sunday, we had a delicious BBQ with some friends in Uptown. I also gave a talk in church... and may have started bawling like a puny baby during the middle of it. That's what happens when you get Lyssie Poo all nervous in front of a congregation! It ended up going well, however, and we are really enjoying our ward and all of the sweet people and families that belong to it.

That was about it for the weekend; I still have some updating to do about some fun times we have been having, so I will try my best to post a little more later. The rest of the evening will be spent grocery shopping (joy!)and convincing Jordan that my frustrating day deserves at least five straight minutes of him playing with my hair.

He's really good at it. Don't tell anyone. It will ruin his street cred.

Adieu, adieu, to you and you and you.

Oh, boy

Hiiii...

(You couldn't hear it, but I said that like Ross from Friends when he is feeling melancholy)

Today was kind of a doozy. I have been settling into my new job for the past week-ish; I am so grateful to be working again and am liking the company and all of the people I am getting to know, but I always forget how overwhelming starting over can be.

Do you ever have those times when you get super stressed out and where you want to go somewhere private and curl in a ball and whimper to yourself? No? Yeah, me neither.

After a long day of feeling like a complete noob, I came home and ate an entire 12-inch meatball sub while watching Mad Men. On the floor. In my underclothings. Quite a pretty picture, no?

I'll cut it out with being a grumpy gills and update you on our weekend! Friday.... I can't even remember what we did now. Oh, yes, Rock Band. We also may or may not have gotten reprimanded by neighbors for being too loud. Oops. When you're slappin' the bass, you just can't fight it, ya know!?

Saturday, we were all pumped to go hiking at Crowder's Mountain (the nearest thing to our beloved Provo Canyon out here), but 3/4 of the way through our journey, it started pouring. Classic Charlotte! Instead, we drove around looking at the pretty scenery and stopped in the visitor's center to play with the bird watching exhibits and play hide and seek in its fake rock walls. Naturally.

What the view of Crowder's Mountain might have looked like, had we made it to the top.

Sunday, we had a delicious BBQ with some friends in Uptown. I also gave a talk in church... and may have started bawling like a puny baby during the middle of it. That's what happens when you get Lyssie Poo all nervous in front of a congregation! It ended up going well, however, and we are really enjoying our ward and all of the sweet people and families that belong to it.

That was about it for the weekend; I still have some updating to do about some fun times we have been having, so I will try my best to post a little more later. The rest of the evening will be spent grocery shopping (joy!)and convincing Jordan that my frustrating day deserves at least five straight minutes of him playing with my hair.

He's really good at it. Don't tell anyone. It will ruin his street cred.

Adieu, adieu, to you and you and you.

It smells like mushrooms and everyone looks like they want to hurt me...

I'm alive!

Just busy. Thus, the lack of updating. Sorry, fans. Fans meaning my mom and dad, who are the most devoted of readers :)

I survived an apocalypse of sorts today. I was on my way home from work (!!! yes, I am employed now. Hallelujah!), and decided to make a stop at the Asian market for some much needed cooking staples.

I know I have talked about this place before, but I have to reiterate just how amazing it is. Part of the reason is because it's super authentic, which also means that I am unable to find half of the stuff on my list most of the time because everything on the labels and aisles is written in another language.

When I was walking through the parking lot to go in, there was some lightning and a faint smell of rain. During my perusing, I could hear thunder and lots of commotion outside. There I was, trying to find some tamarind paste, when the entire store went pitch black!

I sat there for a second, waiting for something to happen, but there were only a couple flickers of the lights, and then more blackness. Eventually, they a few emergency lights on, and started instructing everyone how to proceed on the loud speaker... in Chinese. Uhhh, let's just say I'm not familiar with that dialect.

Thankfully, it was made known to me that they would only have fifteen minutes of backup power, so if I wanted to get my groceries, I needed to get my booty on the move. I tried to find some meat, but couldn't really tell the difference between all of the different things available in the dark. A sweet clerk tried to help me, but I ended up just shouting "Chicken thighs! Chicken thighs!" incessantly at him until we both gave up.

As you probably guessed (since you are reading this), I made it out in one piece. That's what you get with these crazy NC storms. After that little ordeal, we had a lovely dinner together and went to Jordan's company softball game.

Now, my little darlings, my pillow is calling my name every so sweetly, but keep your eyes peeled for some craaaazy updating this weekend! Adieu

It smells like mushrooms and everyone looks like they want to hurt me...

I'm alive!

Just busy. Thus, the lack of updating. Sorry, fans. Fans meaning my mom and dad, who are the most devoted of readers :)

I survived an apocalypse of sorts today. I was on my way home from work (!!! yes, I am employed now. Hallelujah!), and decided to make a stop at the Asian market for some much needed cooking staples.

I know I have talked about this place before, but I have to reiterate just how amazing it is. Part of the reason is because it's super authentic, which also means that I am unable to find half of the stuff on my list most of the time because everything on the labels and aisles is written in another language.

When I was walking through the parking lot to go in, there was some lightning and a faint smell of rain. During my perusing, I could hear thunder and lots of commotion outside. There I was, trying to find some tamarind paste, when the entire store went pitch black!

I sat there for a second, waiting for something to happen, but there were only a couple flickers of the lights, and then more blackness. Eventually, they a few emergency lights on, and started instructing everyone how to proceed on the loud speaker... in Chinese. Uhhh, let's just say I'm not familiar with that dialect.

Thankfully, it was made known to me that they would only have fifteen minutes of backup power, so if I wanted to get my groceries, I needed to get my booty on the move. I tried to find some meat, but couldn't really tell the difference between all of the different things available in the dark. A sweet clerk tried to help me, but I ended up just shouting "Chicken thighs! Chicken thighs!" incessantly at him until we both gave up.

As you probably guessed (since you are reading this), I made it out in one piece. That's what you get with these crazy NC storms. After that little ordeal, we had a lovely dinner together and went to Jordan's company softball game.

Now, my little darlings, my pillow is calling my name every so sweetly, but keep your eyes peeled for some craaaazy updating this weekend! Adieu

It smells like mushrooms and everyone looks like they want to hurt me...

I'm alive!

Just busy. Thus, the lack of updating. Sorry, fans. Fans meaning my mom and dad, who are the most devoted of readers :)

I survived an apocalypse of sorts today. I was on my way home from work (!!! yes, I am employed now. Hallelujah!), and decided to make a stop at the Asian market for some much needed cooking staples.

I know I have talked about this place before, but I have to reiterate just how amazing it is. Part of the reason is because it's super authentic, which also means that I am unable to find half of the stuff on my list most of the time because everything on the labels and aisles is written in another language.

When I was walking through the parking lot to go in, there was some lightning and a faint smell of rain. During my perusing, I could hear thunder and lots of commotion outside. There I was, trying to find some tamarind paste, when the entire store went pitch black!

I sat there for a second, waiting for something to happen, but there were only a couple flickers of the lights, and then more blackness. Eventually, they a few emergency lights on, and started instructing everyone how to proceed on the loud speaker... in Chinese. Uhhh, let's just say I'm not familiar with that dialect.

Thankfully, it was made known to me that they would only have fifteen minutes of backup power, so if I wanted to get my groceries, I needed to get my booty on the move. I tried to find some meat, but couldn't really tell the difference between all of the different things available in the dark. A sweet clerk tried to help me, but I ended up just shouting "Chicken thighs! Chicken thighs!" incessantly at him until we both gave up.

As you probably guessed (since you are reading this), I made it out in one piece. That's what you get with these crazy NC storms. After that little ordeal, we had a lovely dinner together and went to Jordan's company softball game.

Now, my little darlings, my pillow is calling my name every so sweetly, but keep your eyes peeled for some craaaazy updating this weekend! Adieu

Hump Day

Now that it's the middle of the week, I should probably tell you about our weekend, hmmm??

I've been procrastinating blogging a little bit, mostly to work on Thank You notes. No, we still aren't finished. If you haven't received yours yet, please accept my sincere apology and know that I have been trying my best. They're kind of a drag, and I hate feeling that way while I am writing them; the whole point of doing so is to let everyone know how much we appreciate them and how happy we are to know them! It is a little hard to maintain this outlook when I am buried underneath cards and lists and sweating and my arms are cramping and my tongue is dry from all of the envelope licking. It's madness, I tell you!

Anywho, on Saturday we had such a fun day! We went uptown for the Bon Odori Festival. It is a Japanese summer celebration complete with dancing, music, and overall merriment. We spent most of our time there chowing down on some delicious yum yums and chatting with friends. We are so grateful that Jordan not only has been able to meet such sweet and interesting people through work, but that he is able to communicate with them because of the time he spent in Japan on his mission. It is really enriching to get to know other cultures and have others close to you that can expand your horizons a bit.

Summer Soundtrack

We like music.

Nay, love it. A lot.

When I look back years from now on our first summer together (well, first married summer), I will always hear these...

And, no, your eyes didn't deceive you. That was Boyz II Men. A nineties classic.

Summer Soundtrack

We like music.

Nay, love it. A lot.

When I look back years from now on our first summer together (well, first married summer), I will always hear these...

And, no, your eyes didn't deceive you. That was Boyz II Men. A nineties classic.

Summer Soundtrack

We like music.

Nay, love it. A lot.

When I look back years from now on our first summer together (well, first married summer), I will always hear these...

And, no, your eyes didn't deceive you. That was Boyz II Men. A nineties classic.