We can see clearly now...

When The Big Guy and I bought our new home, we knew the first investment would be to update the windows.  What were the issues you ask?  Well, lets just say theifs couldn't get in, but we couldn't get out either.  90% of them were painted shut, and the other 10% i feared would squish my hand if i tried to open them.  They were 100 years old, and provided as much insulation as a tent.  They had to go.

Yesterday our home was filled with the sounds of hammering, sawing, and the country jams coming from the installers vehicle outside.  Those good-old-boys moved furniture out of the way, made easy conversation, and totally made my day.   Here are some pictures of the after, these wont mean much to any one that didn't ever see the first ones, but they are perfect in every way!

 And this.. yes they left the door on, but of course i'll be taking it off and making a lovely something out of it.

And the best part of the story?  Let me paint a picture:

Me (to the good-old-boys):  can you be extra careful so i can keep the old windows?
Good-old boys:  of course!

                     Jesse comes home from school to a pile of windows by the front door

Jesse (to the good-old-boys):  you guys haul all this stuff off right?
Good-old-boys (holding back a smile):  ya, usually we do.  But your wife wants to keep them, then a smirk.

Jesse stomps in the house making a scene wondering what im thinking.. 

Me (to Jesse): Oh, just a craft or two, plus some girls in the office want some. 

Jesse throwing a fit because he 'just knows' he'll be the one hauling

them all over the place, up and down stairs, bla bla bla

Good-old-boy (to jesse):  Dude, put them on the corner with a $15/peice for sale sign and you'll sell them, the ladies love these things.

Wheels turning in the Big Guys head, half hour later he's on KSL

I'm surprised he hasn't called Callin yet to ask him to go into business

Sorry, not for sale, most are already spoken for...but i just love how my husband pouts (below)... how can we ever have children?

Do you smell what The Rock is cookin'?

What did this ridiculously romantic man get me for Valentines Day?

Nope, not this....


Didn't get this....


Maybe a little of this...


yawning...

ya right...

but THIS, totally melted my butter....

Yes ladies and gents.  There was no winning and dinning, no diamonds and pearls, not even any chocolate.  Jesse surprised me with a Michelinas TV dinner, stretchy pants, and an evening of WWE raw.  He knows what The Rock does to me, and the best part?  

This face:



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Perfect Valentines from a perfect man

Life as a Keele

In light of deleting my facebook forever, i decided it was time to start a blog.  I've always thought you had to have a baby to start a blog.  I figured in the last year and a half i have married one and purchased another so i think i am approved to Blog.  Romo is Jesse's puppy, i say that because i don't take care of him.  Jesse has taken the roll of mommy when it comes to Romo, and the two of them couldn't be happier.

Romo the Mastiff

the adoring mommy and the wrinkly Romo



You could say Jesse and i were childhood sweethearts.  Jesse and his ginger friend Russell were the little neighbor boys.  I'm not a cougar, i can't help it Jesse has always looked 5-10 years older (depending on the beard) I was a girl, I was older, and I was certainly cooler.  I was a hot commodity at the ripe age of 5.  Jess made up some story about sharing a hammock, (really Jess, you were 4!) but he says he's loved me ever since the alleged hammock sharing.  16 years later, when out of the blue, The Big Guy requested my friendship (through a site recently deleted from my life) and we've talked everyday since.

We were married on 9/9/09 at 9am in the Manti, UT temple.  (not only is the date perfect, Jesse will NEVER have an excuse to forget our anniversary)

After a few receptions and a very long week, we spent the night in the Albuquerque airport so we could catch our flight to Canada.  Jesse dib'sed the only bench we could find since 'he is a big guy', and i curled up on our bags and tried to catch a few z's. We landed in Canada and were on our way to The Last Frontier. (alaska) It was the only place Jesse and I could both agree on, and we had a blast.  Between all the room service Jesse could handle and the perfect weather, we couldn't have picked a better place. 

yes, thats about 6 meals worth of food for breakfast

Itinerating over waffles

the 49'ers game, The Big Guy mistakingly told me this was the best part of the honeymoon

Jesse looks more like a Mountain Man than the stars of the show

1 day shy of our 3 month anniversary, Jesse was shipped off to spend some time with Uncle Sam.  I like to refer to this as the dark days.  The first 9 weeks i wrote a letter to him everyday only to hear from him for 30 minutes on Saturdays.  It was not a pretty time.  Luckily i had a padded depression fund that carried me through while he was gone.  He came home 6 months later and 50 lbs lighter to a wife extremely excited to feel married again.



Yep, thats him, front and center.  He was the lucky one to be called Dorm Chief.  He got to do the push-ups for the weaklings, and boss everyone around, he learned well

We moved to Ephraim shortly after he got home and thats where we've been ever since.  Jesse is a full time student and is hoping to get into the nursing program here in the fall, and i am known to introduce myself as a 'sugar momma'...  It's a title i have learned to love, and I know as soon as Jesse graduates i'm never working a day again.  Needless to say, we will be country kids for the next few years.  We recently purchased an ADORABLE 100 year old home that i am extatic about fixing up and making our own.  Between school, work, Romo, Jesse, and life we are extemely busy and are loving life......