Especially Flowers

So for Easter Weekend I went with Ben to visit his family in KANAB. (Yes, it's a real place..)
Kanab is just about an hour southeast of St. George, UT. inbetween Bryce canyon, Zion's National Park, Lake powell and the Grand Canyon (as shown on the map above) :]
It was such a fun weekend. I met his family, who just happen to be amazing.. (just like him) and I got to explore the biddy town of kanab. It was a fun filled weekend of "Don't Eat Pete!", roasting marshmallows/hot dogs over the fire after a hike up something called "squaw trail".. (Yes, i actually used more energy than normal to go on an actual hike) :] We also went to moqui cave to see a friend and learn about the dinosaurs tracks in Southern Utah. (definitely a must see for kanab). and we also were able to hear his brother tom play the bagpipes.. it was soo cool.

He is such a stud for even owning bagpipes... but like everything, it's a work in progress..
Despite all the cool things we did with his family and around town... this was one of the most hilarious things to me..

the greatest EARTH on SHOW... it WAS beautiful.. but this sign still makes me laugh. ESPECIALLY the dedication portion of the monument..

Appreciation and Adoration for ALL growing things...
[Favorite part] "...YOUNG WOMEN and ESPECIALLY FLOWERS" FLOWERS??? REALLY? that just makes me laugh. b/c you know Jana Deen Slade Ott is a super cute old lady that loved all those things.. but overall, she loved FLOWERS the most. just cute/hilarious.
Kinda sad that the only picture of the two of us is in the CAR on the trip back to provo.. oh well.

Thanks for a great time Ben.

why mEn play voLLeybaLL..

So for the longest time i never knew why men played volleyball... now i do. I thought it was weird and gross that grown men played what i thought was a "woman's sport"... now i don't. I would be so annoyed when millions upon millions of bYu volleyball fans would come to jamba before the games... now i don't [b/c i am one of those people.]

the answer to my life altering question is simply this... men play volleyball for two reasons.
REASON NUMBER ONE- for themselves. they enjoy the game, being competitive, getting to hit something without getting into trouble, the exercise and other reasons similar to the ones listed..
REASON NUMBER TWO- they play for us. the fans. i mean come on. ridiculously good looking guys that are super tall and athletic... who wouldn't be a fan?? ;)

here are a few pictures from my FIRST and so far only volleyball game that men played in.. i look forward to the day when men's BEACH volleyball becomes a collegiate sport. I'd support the cause. :]

Savannah and I Supporting the cause.

the Cause:the rest of the girls supporting the cause. :]

is the pain really worth it? part 2.

Sooo...... Like i said, the pain IS really worth it.. yes, i went snowboarding again. it took me two months to recover from it (mentally more than physically) and then on the drive up there i realized i was NOT fully recovered mentally. even though i had a cute boy to help me out... i was still scared out of my mind and didn't want to go. i was sooo ready to just sit in the lodge all night and support the team.. so, like good team mates, they didn't let me support them by watching, they made me support by actually snowboarding. so, instead of having zero pictures like last time, we have ONE crappy picture.. Enjoy.



Thanks Gina, Katie, Ben and Chris for helping me suck it up and deal with it. I had a GREAT time! ( i will never be scared again... maybe.)

Wanna Buy A Beef Stick??

So during my recent trip to california, my brother (who is on the drumline for his high school) was selling beefsticks for a fundraiser... ALL week, i kept hearing, "Wanna buy a beef stick?" at the most RANDOM times..

brushing my teeth at midnight.. "Wanna buy a beef stick?"
trying to do laundry.. "Wanna buy a beef stick?"
painting emma's nails.. "Wanna buy a beef stick?"
doing my hair.. "Wanna buy a beef stick?"

THIS IS A BEEF STICK:


NO. i don't want to buy a beef stick... and then, once he bought a beef stick for himself, he let me try a bite... hmmm, maybe i should buy a beef stick.. they're not too bad.. and right when the words left my mouth, "hey, i wanna buy a beef stick." he said, "sorry, sold out."

it was ridiculous. i did save a dollar though because riley is a fatty and ate them all himself.

Superfans

Superfan: (n) nickname for WATERPOLO enthusiast.

that's right. WATERPOLO enthusiasts. that is what we are. Katie, Ben and I are waterpolo superfans. we watched over 4 games this semester... and although that might not seem like a lot, it is. and we LOVED it.

So this first picture is of Katie, Ben and I at my friend Savannah's waterpolo match.

This is of Savannah kicking trash...

And this is of the game...

the best part about the waterpolo games was getting in trouble for taking pictures... they told us to stop taking them b/c we don't have the consent of the other people in the pictures... but lucky for us we have the ability to blur the faces of them as to not revel their true identity. :] no need to thank me..
all in all.. great season savannah. we love you and can't wait for next season! [and by we i mean me]

"That's Some Good Crap Right There."

so i've been meaning to post recently... but i just haven't been in the mood to blog. I have a feeling that when i get to california on friday (i'm going to california on friday if you didn't know...) i might have more to say.. i have the past month to catch everyone up on... but i just want to write a great blog that makes you say, "that is some good crap right there.."

Is that too much to ask?

SO... Hopefully soon, i will be ready to post some good crap.
I've got over 30 pictures from the past 5 weeks and hilarious stories to tell you, but i just want you to feel like you've really gotten something out of this good crap that is to come... so hopefully it will be worth the wait. and if it's not... be sure to keep in mind, it's just crap.

**sorry to anyone offended by the word crap. i feel that with my well paid for higher education i have the freedom to use such profound words such as "crap."**

*TEASER PHOTO* (is that what people call these..? Just notice the blurred faces in this picture)
Like i said... good crap to come. :] start getting excited.

fan-FREAKING-tastic.

So here's the deal. after dropping my phone into a full cup of water and sealing it's fate as the next item in the provo landfill, i promptly ordered a new phone online to replace my poor baby that i had just lost 24 hours prior. So... this is the cute phone I ordered: Motorola F3.

It even came with a FREE car charger!! i was so excited for it to come that i kept checking for the mail truck.. i felt kinda like a little kid listening for the ice cream truck to get closer and closer..
ANYWAY. so i open the phone and soon realize that this was the stupidest purchase i may have ever made. all i thought was, how can i get this phone out of my sight as soon as possible? For those of you who don't know, the Motorola F3 is a phone that is for cavemen. actually, even they shouldn't use it. it is like changing the time on an alarm clock that you cant see which buttons do what. so ridiculous. it would even talk to me! because i couldn't navigate to the menu... it would say, "phonebook" and "main menu" and stuff like that so i would know what i was clicking on.. Needless to say, i was ticked.
So, soon after calming the rage inside of me from my stupid purchase, i said to myself, "guess natalie needs a new phone now... uh-freaking-mazing."
so then i go out and buy this phone: Nokia 1680.now it's not the most elaborate phone, but let me tell you. it is 10,000 times better maybe even a million-ga-gillion times better than the F3... it's a little hard to text b/c the buttons are so small.. but at least the screen isn't black and white with the most ghetto graphics.. (and by ghetto, i mean NO graphics at ALL.)

so after about 8 hours of having my new phone. i like it a lot. it has really grown on me. after today, i am just feeling fan-freaking-tastic about everything. =/ WARNING: you might want to steer clear of me for a few days.. i might explode.
Blog title credit: Kristen