Lazy for Days

Today we were supposed to go to California Adventure. But this morning, no one could get up. So, it was sort of unanimously decided that we stay at the house and bum the whole day. It was so nice.

First, we went on a small adventure to find strawberries. Fresh strawberries.

Yeah. That was all that I ate for breakfast.

Then we went down to the beach for a bit. Soon enough it was lunch time. 

We were eating on the pier today.

 Ruby's was pretty good. It's the restaurant at the end of the pier. My favorite part though, were the people working there. All the girls were dressed like pin-up girls. This was our waitress, Rachel.

I love mint chocolate anything. So this shake made my day. Obviously Rie loved hers. She was in heaven. And no one was going to steal a sip from her shake.

I could honestly could not breath after I finished though. I vowed to myself that as soon as I get home, I'm starting back up Insanity. Apparently running a mile and a half everyday isn't enough. And can someone please start doing yoga with me? I miss it so much.

Annnnyways. The rest of the day? I got some shopping in, I got some good stuff. New leggings, shorts, and a shirt. AND I got a bunch of vintage books from this cute little consignment shop, for my senior pics. I'm way excited!

After that, I came home and passed out in my bed. Naps are my favorite. Usually. But I woke up feeling like I got hit by a truck. Literally. I was sore all over.

Back down to the beach after that.

I love this place. Too much probably. My dad actually wants to move here. Not exactly here, but Carlsbad. That would be way nice. But it won't happen. So get ready Utah, I'll be coming back soon.

-A

A Day Late.

I've been busy. So here is yesterdays post.

First day at Disneyland, oh my.
(PS sorry about the crappy quality. I only had my phone.)

So when we first got to the park, we headed to Space mountain. I swear that's where we always head first.

Space mountain used to scare me. A lot. I mean you can't see anything! I was always worried we were going to crash. Or that the roller coaster was going to jump the track and we would run into.. I have no idea what, because like I said, you couldn't see a dang thing.

Anyways, there were people with churros after I got off the ride. And they smelled so good. Which is weird, because after being scarred by cafeteria food, I never ate churros. But all I wanted was a dang churro. And after seeing those people with them, I walked around looking for one forever! Once I found a stand with them, five bucks later, I was one happy camper. Until my family all wanted a bite and it was gone before it even had time to cool off.

 So this isn't to say I'm not having fun, but the fact is, Disneyland has been a little bit of a depressing experience. I'm realizing that I'm really not a little kid anymore.

Have you ever been sledding, where you take a ton of time and energy to climb up the dang hill, and then it only takes 2 seconds to sled down it. And you get frustrated because all that climbing didn't really pay off?
That's kind of how all the rides have been. I just remember them being so great when I was little, that my expectations destroyed. And these lines? Well I just hate lines.

But Rielyn is making it all funner, in a way. I mean this girl goes skipping off the rides asking to go on another ride right this second. Umm try standing in line with that.
But it's all good. Because every time she see's a Disney Character walking around the park, the girl goes starstruck.

So the teacups are my favorite.

When I was little, I remember going to blockbuster with my mom. Whenever we went, I always got to pick one movie for myself. My go-to movie was always Alice in Wonderland.

Yes I really do remember this. The reason why I would have to rent it all the time, was my mom wouldn't buy it. She hated Alice in Wonderland. And still does, to this day.

So it's still my favorite ride at Disneyland. Plus I love tea, tea cups, tea parties, and spinning. And the line for the teacups is always short. mmm short lines. I love that.

This picture documents probably the highest point of my day... except when I ate a caramel apple. That was pretty great...

-A

Sundays are Good to Me.

So basically I have a ton of pictures from yesterday.

Let's start at the start, then end with the end?

Best Easter yet I think.

So we decided to put those cute bikes to use.

Oh! And this is the house! 

You love it don't you? I know I do.

Anyways! So we went on a little ride down to the beach, then to the pier, and up through some of the shops. When we finally got back home, everyone else wanted to go down to the beach. 

I got a lot of color. Red color mostly. But I can't complain.

 (Emily Millard told me so)

Ha, so after playing, we went out for dinner, then did a little shopping.

As soon as we got home, I crashed. Hard.

I woke up at one this morning, made a little cup of peppermint tea, and decided to write this post.

Well actually. Fun story about waking up this morning...

So I came out into the kitchen to make my tea, and I heard this funny sound in my room. I looked down the hall just in time to see the light go off. My heart started racing. Someone was in my room. I finished making my tea and left it to steep. I turned on the hallway light and slowly walked to my room. Some guy was hiding in either the closet or under my bed. He was going to kidnap me, or rape and kill me. 

I have no idea why I was so sure of it.

I couldn't even bring myself to take one step into the room. So I went back out into the kitchen and sat on the floor behind the counter. I just sat there sipping my tea. In my mind, it totally made sense that as long as he didn't see me, I would be safe behind the counter. I'm a genius everyone.

I heard my phone ringing in the other room. I was so terrified, I couldn't even bring myself to get up and get the stupid thing. It was probably Danielle calling me back. 

I finally finished my tea, and had worked up enough courage to go back to the entryway to my room. That's as far as I made it though, the doorway. I gave up, and shut my door. If this guy was coming to get me, I was at least going to hear the door open.

I went to write this post on the couch, where Logan had crashed. Apparently there wasn't enough room for both of us. I hurried and offered he take my bed, so he started for my room. I hopped up to follow him. I wanted to see this. He walked straight into my room to turn on the lamp on the other side of the bed. He turned it off, then when he switched it back on, it shorted out. 

The. Dumb. Lamp. Had. Broke.

April fools to myself??? What kind of joke is this?!?

So pissed. I gave up my bed for this. 

Oh well. I hope you laughed at my story. Maybe I will later. When I'm actually all the way awake!

-A