Something tells me Brandon isn't the bossiest construction supervisor out there. Yesterday, Brandon's mom and I went to the construction site to bring him lunch. We asked some of the workers if Brandon was there. They looked back at us, rather confused.
"Brandon? I don't know any Brandon. Who is he with?"
(I look behind me and see the car that he took to work this morning, so he's obviously here)
Brandon's mom: "He's out here with construction."
worker: "Construction? There's no one from construction here. Oh wait, Bryce dropped off some boy earlier today. Maybe that's who you're talking about. He's inside."
So we walk inside and find Brandon, scraping some cement, hardly being noticed. And I think, "Construction supervisor? Are you serious?"
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
One more great story
Okay, so Brandon and I have another pretty good story that happened a long time ago. About a year ago, Brandon and I tried going on a road trip with two of our friends. One of them bailed out at the last minute and the other one wanted to go home when we were still in Idaho. So, we had to turn back and abandon our plans of going to Washington. On the way home, Brandon and I had a conversation that went like this:
Brandon: So what do we do now? I still have the week off for work, and I'm definitely not going back to work when I told them I wouldn't be there.
Me: I'm thinking a tour of southern Utah. I've never been to Arches.
Brandon: Okay, let's leave right when we get back.
So we dropped our friend off in Provo, ate dinner, and headed out an hour later for Moab. But we didn't know where we were staying, since we hadn't bothered to look up any campgrounds before we left. (We're smart.) We got to Moab at around 10:30 PM, so it was completely dark. We finally found a little campground and drove in. Then we saw a sign with an arrow which we thought said "Camping, " So we followed the arrow. This took us into a pile of loose sand. We decided to turn around, but the car was stuck. We had to push it out of the sand for about 20 minutes (which wasn't easy, the sand was really deep) and then push it up a very steep hill to get it back out. Brandon had to tell me to take a walk because I was about to cry. I thought we would have to get it towed. Miraculously, we got it out. So we camped out right where we had come in.
In the morning, we decided to take a look at what we had gotten ourselves into the previous night. Daytime revealed that the pile of sand was surrounded by huge rocks. The sign that we thought said "Camping" actually said "Canyon." And worst of all, we missed the sign that said that it was a level-5 offroading trail.
We're special.
But it was one of the best adventures I've ever been on. Brandon is the only person I've met that has my same love for road trips. He told me all about the geology in Arches and what kinds of rocks were there and why. If you ever go to Arches, or any other place with rocks, bring Brandon. It will make it much more interesting.
Brandon: So what do we do now? I still have the week off for work, and I'm definitely not going back to work when I told them I wouldn't be there.
Me: I'm thinking a tour of southern Utah. I've never been to Arches.
Brandon: Okay, let's leave right when we get back.
So we dropped our friend off in Provo, ate dinner, and headed out an hour later for Moab. But we didn't know where we were staying, since we hadn't bothered to look up any campgrounds before we left. (We're smart.) We got to Moab at around 10:30 PM, so it was completely dark. We finally found a little campground and drove in. Then we saw a sign with an arrow which we thought said "Camping, " So we followed the arrow. This took us into a pile of loose sand. We decided to turn around, but the car was stuck. We had to push it out of the sand for about 20 minutes (which wasn't easy, the sand was really deep) and then push it up a very steep hill to get it back out. Brandon had to tell me to take a walk because I was about to cry. I thought we would have to get it towed. Miraculously, we got it out. So we camped out right where we had come in.
In the morning, we decided to take a look at what we had gotten ourselves into the previous night. Daytime revealed that the pile of sand was surrounded by huge rocks. The sign that we thought said "Camping" actually said "Canyon." And worst of all, we missed the sign that said that it was a level-5 offroading trail.
We're special.
But it was one of the best adventures I've ever been on. Brandon is the only person I've met that has my same love for road trips. He told me all about the geology in Arches and what kinds of rocks were there and why. If you ever go to Arches, or any other place with rocks, bring Brandon. It will make it much more interesting.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Spineless
It's time to face it. My entire life I've been told that I have no backbone. I guess the combination of being the bossed-around-youngest-child and a white personality didn't leave me with any chance for being demanding. But everyone talks about it like it's a bad thing. Being in Idaho, I've learned that being completely spineless gives you an amazing flexibility that most people don't have. It's a gift without which I would never make it through this whole experience, so thank you, bossy sisters. I wouldn't be where I am today without you. Literally.
Because would any newlywed with half a spine agree to move to Idaho for a month? No. It would be out of the question. But I did, and I'm glad I did, because I just want to be with little Brandon.
And who else would be okay with living out of a suitcase in a relative's house for two weeks? I'm not sure many other people could handle it, especially when you find out that the house that is supposed to be empty apparently isn't. Right now we are living in Brandon's uncle's house, who is out of town. But yesterday we came home to find the milk gone and a big toy car in the living room. So either one of his cousins moved home for a day, or a baby stormed the house demanding milk and leaving his toys everywhere. I am leaning towards the latter explanation.
And finally, you pretty much can't have any backbone at all when you have to apply for jobs at places like Arctic Circle and Bingham County Store. If I knew how to stand up for myself, I would hold out for a job that actually requires some skills. And I would be very unemployed.
It's not easy being spineless, but it would be much harder for me if I were strong and unyielding.
Because would any newlywed with half a spine agree to move to Idaho for a month? No. It would be out of the question. But I did, and I'm glad I did, because I just want to be with little Brandon.
And who else would be okay with living out of a suitcase in a relative's house for two weeks? I'm not sure many other people could handle it, especially when you find out that the house that is supposed to be empty apparently isn't. Right now we are living in Brandon's uncle's house, who is out of town. But yesterday we came home to find the milk gone and a big toy car in the living room. So either one of his cousins moved home for a day, or a baby stormed the house demanding milk and leaving his toys everywhere. I am leaning towards the latter explanation.
And finally, you pretty much can't have any backbone at all when you have to apply for jobs at places like Arctic Circle and Bingham County Store. If I knew how to stand up for myself, I would hold out for a job that actually requires some skills. And I would be very unemployed.
It's not easy being spineless, but it would be much harder for me if I were strong and unyielding.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
an update
So it appears that I will be moving to Idaho this weekend.
Go ahead and laugh. I found out last night. Brandon's dad needed him to supervise a construction project in Blackfoot, so that's where we'll be for the next month and a half. We will live in his parent's house for the first couple of weeks (hooray) and after that, the house that his uncle is building should be ready, so we'll live in that (by ourselves).
Hey, it beats living in Vernal in a camper (our other option).
Go ahead and laugh. I found out last night. Brandon's dad needed him to supervise a construction project in Blackfoot, so that's where we'll be for the next month and a half. We will live in his parent's house for the first couple of weeks (hooray) and after that, the house that his uncle is building should be ready, so we'll live in that (by ourselves).
Hey, it beats living in Vernal in a camper (our other option).
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Misadventures of the newlyweds
The honeymoon's over. But after driving 12 hours yesterday, I'm pretty glad to be back. Here are some highlights from our trip:
We accidentally hiked to the top of this dome. If you're wondering how someone could ACCIDENTALLY hike to the top of that, well, it just takes very special people. The best part is that it's really steep and we lost the trail on the way down, and I'm scared of heights.
I was pretty mad here because we also got lost while trying to find this tree. We hiked for three hours before we got to it, and it turned out to be pretty lame. The other giant sequoias were really pretty, though.
Here I'm holding up what I thought was the cone of a giant sequoia. It turns out that sequoia cones are actually much smaller.
This picture is cool:
And Brandon couldn't help but stop and admire the geology.
We accidentally hiked to the top of this dome. If you're wondering how someone could ACCIDENTALLY hike to the top of that, well, it just takes very special people. The best part is that it's really steep and we lost the trail on the way down, and I'm scared of heights.
I was pretty mad here because we also got lost while trying to find this tree. We hiked for three hours before we got to it, and it turned out to be pretty lame. The other giant sequoias were really pretty, though.
Here I'm holding up what I thought was the cone of a giant sequoia. It turns out that sequoia cones are actually much smaller.
This picture is cool:
And Brandon couldn't help but stop and admire the geology.
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