We have officially had our first visitors in our new home. One of my dearest friends Mike Matthews and his wife Brooke drove up from Salt Lake City on Thursday and then sadly left yesterday. Mike is one of the first people I met when I first moved to Salt Lake. We had a political philosophy class together and sat next to each other and complained about how much we didn't like the class. And we have stayed friends ever since. He got married to Brooke a year ago and I got to be in the sealing room during their wedding, one of my favorite memories. She is an awesome addition to have to the friendship.
They drove up to not only hang out but to ride some horses and shoot some shotguns. It was fun being able to share what Nathan and I do everyday with them. The horses were awesome and everyone learned a lot this weekend. On Saturday Mike, Brooke, and I went out in the middle of nowhere and shot some shotguns. Nathan didn't get to come because he had to stay behind and work a horse for one of our clients.
They stayed through church on Sunday to listen to Nathan and I talk in church. Yes, we had to speak in Sacrament meeting. We spoke on the Be Attitudes that President Hinckley came up with. I think it was one our best so I was pleased. I am so grateful for good friends and thank you to Mike and Brooke for coming to visit.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Never be left behind....
Our little puppy, who isn't very little or a puppy, is so attached to Nathan and I. He goes out everyday with Nathan and hangs out in the barn or makes himself a nice little spot in the arena while Nathan rides around. Whenever we are getting ready to travel somewhere he always gets nervous when we start packing our bags because he thinks he is going to get left behind. As soon as the car door opens, he dashing in his seat and WILL NOT get out.
So last weekend we were in Malad for Preston's wedding and by Sunday he was thinking we had been there long enough and every time the car door opened he would dash in and take his seat, even if we were just trying to go to church. When it came time to leave Nathan took one of the bags to the car he opened the trunk, put a bag in, and left to get more stuff for the trunk. A few minutes later we were visiting in the kitchen and Nathan looks out the window and sees this....
Brady will do anything not to be left behind.
So last weekend we were in Malad for Preston's wedding and by Sunday he was thinking we had been there long enough and every time the car door opened he would dash in and take his seat, even if we were just trying to go to church. When it came time to leave Nathan took one of the bags to the car he opened the trunk, put a bag in, and left to get more stuff for the trunk. A few minutes later we were visiting in the kitchen and Nathan looks out the window and sees this....
Brady will do anything not to be left behind.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Preston & Lisa
My wonderful brother in law married the sweetest girl in the world on Thursday August, 13, 2009. They were married in the Mt. Timpanogos Temple, which is extremely pretty. I was always worried because Nathan and Preston spend lots of time together going to horse shows for days at a time, I wanted Preston to marry someone cool so I could hang out with someone else besides those two. And I am so pleased that Lisa joined the Kent family. It was a beautiful wedding and Nathan looked so smashing in his tuxedo.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Vehicle Graveyard
For my birthday my amazing husband, dad, and mom all pitched in to buy me my new camera. It's a Canon professional camera and I am in love with it. Just around the corner and down the road a little is what I call a vehicle graveyard, or where all old vehicles come to rest. It is about an acre filled with old vehicles of every shape and size. I have always had a random thought that it would be a great place to take some pictures. Yesterday I was on my way home from shooting sale horse videos in Glenns Ferry and as I was driving along on my way home I decided I was going to stop at this vehicle graveyard. The lighting was magnificent, the sun was on its way down and I was in love. I into the drive of this place, not realizing that someone actually lived there. The nicest old man, Slim, came out and met and let me wonder around and take pictures around his place. I left the place in a euphoric trance. Here are some of my favorites...
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