Copyright.

Lately while blogstalking I noticed something rather interesting and annoying to me.

Fellow bloggers are taking my stuff. 

Yeah.

Who does that? 

I have noticed that pictures I use (from google of course) are in others blog posts. Hmmm... What a coincidence that we just happened to both stumble upon the same picture from the 18th page of Google images!

OR

Blog titles are identical, and yes, I used it first and before I went private.

I seriously considered commenting on the peoples' posts and calling them out on stealing my material.

Please. Come up with your own ideas. 

Thanks.

In other news... I would like to share with you all my latest traumatic experience which I was laughed at by my mother-in-law, 12 year old sister-in-law, and husband.

As we all know, I grew up in the suburbs of Arizona. The only experience I have had with road kill is what I see on the side of the road when "road tripping" in the desert. The drive up to the house here in Nevada is a stretch of road with no street lights and bunnies that you have to be careful of because they like to dart across the road at night.

On the way home from "The Olive Garden" the other night Jake and I were making our way up the road and chit chatting. A rabbit then ran in front of the car and I felt the car hit it, then the back wheel run over the creature! 

What the crap just happened? Of course... I started crying. No, not just crying sobbing. I was sobbing over a rabbit! When we got to the house, I was re-taught the "circle of life" like a 5 year old and yes, I know, it happens.

But come on, you can understand my emotional-ness after feeling the hit and then the bump.

Rest in peace my little friend.

The least exciting blog-post ever.

We finally made it. I am so happy to be done with traveling for the next couple of months.

Jake and I started our  journey with the usual 6 hour plane ride from Oahu to Arizona. We were only there for a couple of days, but we managed to fit in a few important activities. We got to hang out with the fam, ran errands with Jenica and I had a date with Morgan. I also finally got MY car registered in MY name and it has its very own insurance policy. I've owned my car for 2 years now, but it was still in my parents name on the title and excuse me, but I would like credit for buying my very own (first) vehicle. Our last morning in Arizona, we went and saw Kellen, my 4 year old nephew play at a soccer game. The field was so small and after each goal made, the kids would look over to make sure it was seen. Kellen was a stud and I'm pretty sure he's the best on their team...and I'm mapping out his pro career, too.

After the game we started our 5 hour drive to Vegas. There, we met up with Shellie and her husband Mark. We ended up staying up until 5 that morning and got up at 9. We had breakfast at the Wynn Buffet, which is my new favorite place to eat.

After breaky, Jake and I climbed back in to the car and started the third part of out trek to Reno. I would like to remind you all that my attention span is that of a 6 year olds. After about an hour, I took over the driving for a few hours. When it was time for Jake to drive the last stretch, I was bugging him so much, he flat out ignored me. We finally made it to good ol' Reno (Sparks more specifically) Sunday night, and Monday we both hit the ground running by starting work!

Why you wish you came to our house.

Yes.  Events like these DO actually happen on a daily basis at our house.

Oh and don't even worry that he burped Dino-Nuggets from lunch in my face.

My sisters and I did this a lot growing up...and grown up. Especially on Sundays while watching "Sunday approved" movies.

There were about 55 of the next pictures... so here are a few highlights of the ones we took over the hour course. At one point I started complaining that my hip was hurting from kicking so many times and asked if we could stop. Jake goes "No! We are going to get this right! We do things right in this house!"

And last but not least, I would like to point out the "paintings" I made to decorate the living room.

The middle one we bought with the bookshelf but looked so lonely and boring on its own. So I bought some cheap canvas and spray paint that matched the towels and rug in the kitchen to make it look a little more homey.