Seeestor :)

Today marks the 21st year from the moment my sister was born.

Dear God,

Please prepare the world for the nights to come.

And watch over anyone and everyone who is effected by this colossal holiday,

for we are all in danger of a good freaking time.

Now that I've gotten that out of the way...

I would like to write a small tribute to the 21 years of friendship I have shared with her.

Thank you for moments like this:

But more importantly, for moments like this:

But when we talk about ourselves....

We should make ourselves sound like this:

Even though it's incredibly likely that one of us was

kicked, scratched, pushed, punched, bitten, or spit on

for licking the other person's side.

Now let's take the time to reminisce

Remember when:

When you thought I was cool for sticking goldfish crackers up my nose.

So, you tried it.

It got stuck.

And you literally thought you were going to die.

When we were sitting in the car around Easter and I punched you.

(I don't remember why)

So you punched me back and I cried like I was 4

(I'm pretty sure I was 16)

When I got you in trouble at the Thanksgiving Dinner table

Because I was mad about who knows what

And made fun of Rachel by saying she got one of her mustache hairs in my drink.

So you spit food everywhere out of laughter

(pretty sure it was mashed potatoes)

And had to clean the entire table

When you kicked me so hard in the tail bone that I cried

(Notice a trend?)

When you and I sabotaged one of Rachel's basement dates?

By throwing soccer balls down the stairs for Riley to chase.

Then we proceeded to spy.

I naturally went down the stairs head first.

And instead of helping the situation you grabbed my feet and pushed me down.

When you called me ugly when we were younger.

So I cried

(there's that trend again)

And for once in your life you felt sorry.

And told me I was really pretty.

When we were at Red and Jerry's

And the creepy old Mexican men were watching us.

And then they followed us to the whale.

(Our Dad's rocking minivan)

So we laid down on the floor and locked the doors.

And for once it was you that was crying and me that was laughing.

When we were at one of Rachel's Basketball games.

And we were yelling obnoxiously.

Obviously some of the things we were yelling made sense,

because a woman snapped a photo of the ref to send to CHSAA to complain.

And we clearly paved the way for Rachel's nickname to stick

(Franny)

When we would go on road trips

And any time we passed a lake or a river we would say,

"LOOK! A WHALE!"

And Rachel would literally look every single time...

In the end,

I don't know how people go through life without at least one sibling.

I look back at my life,

And most of my memories revolve around them.

Well that is all for now.

I love you and Happy Birthday Lissers!

Gosh Darns and Gee Wiz

I found the urge to blog moments ago.

Living with my grandparents has been quite an experience.

While I CANNOT wait to finally have our very own home...

I'm rarely home alone.

This has it's ups and it's downs.

This morning I was able to add another little bullet point to the ups.

For some reason, my grandparents find it necessary to talk to people on speaker phone.

My grandmother literally clips the phone to her shirt...

and walks around the house.

This is an every day thing.

And 98 percent of the time she's speaking in spanish.

I don't know how she finds SO many things to talk about.

Sometimes I wish I were that social.

This morning was very different.

I had the pleasure of listening to my grandfather speak to my uncle.

I'll give you the short version of this part of the story.

Uncle goes to Spain.

Uncle falls in love.

Uncle brings woman to the states.

Uncle and woman get married.

Surprise pregnancy (medical history said she couldn't)

Yay, happy times.

Woman has a hard time raising baby in a foreign country.

They up and move to Spain.

Spain's economy = terrible.

Uncle struggles in fighting for working visa.

Finds out some idiot didn't know how to do his job.

Could have had a working visa a long time ago.

Calls my grandpa in frustration.

Some of you know my uncle and grandpa.

Some of you don't.

Some of you have seen either of them in there "true" state

Some of you have not.

This will be much funnier to those of you that have.

My uncle proceeds to throw around some profanity.

After the conversation my grandpa looked at me and said,

"Mig threw in a lot of Gosh Darns and Gee Wiz's in there"

and of course laughed at his own joke.

My grandpa comes up with things to do to the people who have wronged my uncle.

(He has threatened headlocks and knees to the face to previous boyfriends)

During this conversation neither of them were holding back.

Now, here is my favorite part about their conversations.

One of them will say something that my grandpa thinks is the most brilliant, most hilarious thing to ever leave someone's mouth.

He proceeds to laugh about it for the next 2-3 hours...

By himself!

His laugh is much like listening to a man struggling to breathe,

after sucking the helium out of a balloon.

So for the last 30 minutes I have listened to him chuckle to himself every 10 minutes or so.

And it's made me laugh every single time.

So needless to say...

There's never really a dull moment in this house

And I'm very thankful for them in giving us this opportunity to save money.

I will not sugar coat the fact that living with them is hard for me.

We are a freshly married couple and all I want is to share a home with my husband.

I want OUR couch.

I want OUR kitchen.

I want to have OUR friends over for a game night.

But I have to set that aside and look at what we are saving when I'm struggling.

It'll all be worth it in the end.

And we are so very lucky to have them.

I need a support group....

The weekend has begun...

YAY!

This past week felt like an entire weekend though.

Ethan had early rides meaning he was done with work by 2

Nothing that exciting has happened since the Asian Cat Container...

Boo :(

Wednesday night we enjoyed some wine and spaghetti at a friends

We'll just say...

I really liked that wine

So I moved a little slower than usual the next day

Yesterday Ethan and I woke up and got some stuff done for the car

I enjoyed a serious sweat session at the gym

And can no longer move my upper body

without a pathetic noise coming from my mouth.

Last night we had a nice little BBQ get together.

Ethan was master griller

Ben and I were the master season-ers

It all turned out quite well.

Tonight we are attending a small bonfire on the beach

We will also be stopping in Arroyo Grande for a small shopping trip.

It's a really cute little town with some fun shops.

On another note...

I need to find a serious support group.

I have an addiction...

A Pinterest addiction.

If you don't know what Pinterest is all about...

DON'T do it!!!!

I feel that I have spent hours on end finding the most adorable craft ideas.

Fitness Inspiration

Outfit ideas

Recipes for delicious foods!

I would not call this a waste of time though.

Especially for me....I've got A LOT of time...

There's a great halloween decoration idea for those of us on a budget!

How fun?!?!

What the Pho?

Today was the STRANGEST day ever.

It began about as normal as possible.

I wake up.

I do nothing.

Ethan comes home.

Dog Park.

All was well until...

I noticed Beamer (a friend's dog) jumping at a young asian boy in glasses and knee high socks.

This is NOT a joke.

I then realized what all the commotion was about.

The boy was carrying a tupperware.

What's the big deal you ask?

There was a CAT in it....at the DOG park.

This tupperware was approx. 10 in x 10 in. and 6 in. deep.

In this tupperware lived an average sized orange cat and a paper bag full of what I am assuming was cat food?

I'm not sure I can say that with 100% confidence.

I, being the animal lover I am, approached the young boy.

I asked if I could pet it...

no answer

I asked why it was in a tupperware...

no answer

What is going on?!?!

The poor cat just bobbed it's head in and out of the tupperware as he opened and closed the lid.

How the cat fit in there I have no idea.

It was much like watching 20 clowns fit into a small car at the circus.

I only hope that this cat does not become something to later fill that tupperware.

On another note...

Here's a friend I met today

I've also been cooking a lot lately.

Mostly healthy, some not so much.

but I think I'll start incorporating pictures and recipes?!

So those of you that ask for them, can just get them here.

Let me know if you think that's a good idea.

Love Always,

The Regos

Road Trippin'

Now some of you may know that I recently have recovered from possibly one of my worst colds in the past couple of years. It could not have come at a worse time. Last weekend we did a lot of traveling due to the other Rego Wedding (which was beautiful and so much fun!), Congrats to Micah and Jarred!

Here is how our traveling began...

As a newly wed couple, Ethan and I are doing our best to save our money for things such as furniture and a honeymoon that we will eventually take (Yes, the military had just a little bit to do with that). Who would have thought that flying from California to Arkansas would put such a dent in our very small, but gradually growing savings?! I was determined to find some way to save us a little bit of money.

We had a little bit of trouble getting the leave that we needed to make all of the festivities that come with weddings, and sadly we missed a few moments, but such is life. Ethan had a test scheduled for the friday of the wedding. They allowed him to take the test one day early as long as he received a 97%, which is only missing one question. Of course, my brilliant husband passed his test and we hopped in the car for our 3 hour drive to LAX. Why LAX you ask? Plane tickets were approximately $200 less EACH with this decision. We arrived with plenty of time and departed at 12:30 AM.

A night flight is NOT the way to go when combating a cold, and have a little case of flight anxiety. The minute we got off our plane in Dallas I felt like I had been hit by a semi and something mysterious had crawled up my nose making it impossible for me to breathe. We arrived here at about 8:20 AM (we had a small connecting flight in Houston). From there we rented a car and made the 3 hour drive to Fort Smith, AK, where we celebrated their wedding that night on about MAYBE 1.5 hours of sleep.

On our plane ride back I was "that" girl. The girl everyone thought was going to contaminate them (I probably did). I feel for the people on that flight though. I hate nothing more than listening to that girl blow her nose and cough up what sounds like pieces of actual lung. Which also reminds me...Our original flight home was cancelled. We were supposed to leave at 5:20 and couldn't pick up another flight until 7:10. So, we finally landed at LAX at about 10:45 and had gotten to our car by 11:45. We stumbled back into my grandparent's at a rocking 2:30 in the morning and my poor husband had work at 6:00 AM.

It was definitely a trip to remember, but a trip that was completely worth it. Seeing close friends and family (even though they are a very recent family for me), was a breath of fresh air from our California life. The wedding was spectacular. Micah made a beautiful bride, and I enjoyed meeting her side of the family for the first time. I also got to meet a handful of people that were unable to attend our wedding which was really nice.

I am now over my cold with just a small scab from blowing my nose between my nostrils. I believe some of the odd looks I've received recently are from people questioning whether or not I have not realized the dried up booger just chilling there...

I must also warn you. The world has GOT to be coming to an end! For those of you that know my husband, you know he doesn't eat veggies (with the exception of a close to plain salad, or PF Changs Crispy Greenbeans), and he doesn't eat fruit (unless it's honeycrisp, and ONLY honeycrisp apples).

I've converted him into an ALMOST fruit eating human being. He now eats Clementines!!! I bought myself a bag of them because I love them and they are a necessity for me to drink water. If any of you hate drinking plain old water, slice up fruit (I use strawberries and clementines) and stick them in your water. I carry around a water bottle and am constantly filling it now! Anyways, I gave him a slice of one just so I could watch him cringe at the taste of fruit, and now I can't keep him away from them! SUCCESS! Before you know it, he may eat something that comes from the ocean.

As far as this last week goes, nothing too exciting.

We had our dog park friends over for a dinner/dog play date on Wednesday. I've become quite the Rachel Ray around here. I made the buffalo chicken dip for an appetizer, and we had Mashed potatoes, parmesan asparagus, and steak filets with a port dijon cream sauce for dinner. It was all very good and I was proud of myself for a beginner in the cooking world. We enjoyed some beer/wine while watching our dogs go nuts in the backyard.

Ethan and I went to the SLO farmer's market with the Page's on Thursday, which is always a good time. I bought some apple butter which has been incorporated into my mornings, Yum! Sarah and I decided that once we get to Mt. we're going to find an adult soccer league to play in since we both miss it.

We had a barbeque with Ethan's flight in which I of course baked. I made lemon bars and peanut butter cheesecakes. Both seemed to be a hit! After the barbeque, we went to one of the boys' house were we enjoyed some drinks, music, and hilarious drunken stories. Sarah and I dominated our husbands in beer pong, which I haven't played in probably 3-4 years. They'll tell you they beat us in the first game, but that was just to build up their spirits before we broke them back down ;)

I'm gradually feeling more comfortable here as I meet more people and cannot wait until Ethan and I have our own home. Thank you grandma and grandpa for our saved money though :)

Love Always,

The Rego's