Emery County

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Every 24th of July Trevors family goes down to Monroe, and Marysvale(small towns where they're from) and watch the parade and go to the fair, then we finish by being with the Blackwells in Marysvale. This is only my second year going with them and I just love it.

The drive there might not be the prettiest thing..but the towns themselves are gorgeous. Trevor and I had a blast spending time in Ferron with his dad and his friends who live in Ferron. We went to the tinniest little rodeo you've ever been to in Emery, where I saw the cutest little boy cowboys in the world and I made sure to let Trev know I needed one of "those". Ha ha. They even talk like cowboys at age 6.

This is just me with Reds' darling niece who said, "Do you think these pigs have ever seen a real princess before?" (talking about herself) when Red took her to see the Worwoods show pigs.


Oh and on our drive into town we passed this HUGE fire. I promise it was.

We went to the parade which was probably 3 hours long. Then ate some yummy burgers and fries from a little burger joint and just hung out at the fair with Trevors family. SO fun!
Then when we went to his aunt and uncles in Marysvale and went to watch the fish rodeo (this is the best). It's where little kids line up against the walls of the dance hall and wait for this truck to dump out tons of fish..then they run and splash around trying to catch the fish bare handed! It's so hilarious. I keep telling my sister she's gotta bring my nephews down next year. Ps. Marysvale population is about 300 people. Just outside of Richfield. Once you see Marysvale, you see the end of it. I just love it!

I love being all around in these small towns where my husby grew up. It's so fun to see where and how he grew up. I've always thought people from small towns were the best since I came up to college and met tons of them..and they all seemed to be a little nicer, a little friendlier, and all the boys I went on dates with from small towns had better manners! Well I'm here to tell you it's true. And I am married to one :) Everyone I met was so nice, so welcoming and open! It makes me open to the thought of living in a small town :).

Does Emery County look like Mars to anyone else? Ha ha.

Nothin like a little TLC

Today the Trevsies and I went to one of my families best friends wedding. Tom Brewer. He's more like a brother to me than a friend. This boy has known me since I was 3. He's seen my in diapers, soccer uniforms, prom dresses and my wedding dress. He used to put snakes on me, run away from me, and help me with my homework. I think i've been in as many fights with him as I have my own brother. Telling me my shorts are too short, my swimming suit is too little, not to date this d bag or that. Naming my car the bunk mobile. Ha ha. He's the best. So are all my other friends! I can't remember when the last time I went home and got to see ALL of the people I love? Do you? And when you were reminded of how much they love you back? Gosh it felt good. Seriously, I feel like I just saw family I hadn't seen in forever, because really, some of them are. I didn't stop talking for two hours straight, and they all got to meet my wonderful, witty, handsome husby. I loved that part the best :).


Anyways, Trevlynn and I are heading to St. George for the weekend with my family, and kinda his, and I kinda CAN'T wait. :) It's a very needed trip. Neilsons Frozen Custard, I'll be seeing you soon.

Sick.

Of course I'm sick, for the fourth day in a row.

Anywho, on a lighter note.

At hair school the other day I had THE cutest little girl ever. Yes, ever.
It was her birthday and she and ten friends came to get their hair and nails did.
She was turning five.
She was dressed up as a princess and her brother was dressed as a skeleton, just because they wanted to. I love moms like this!

So here's parts of our conversation-
Me: how do you want your hair done?
princess: CURLY!
Me: You are seriously so cute! I could just eat you up.
Me: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Princess: A Doctor!....and a princess!
Then her mom walks over and the little girl says, "Mom we're having so much fun, she thinks I'm totally so cute!"
Me: What princess are you today?
Princess: GUESS!
Me: Cinderella
Princess: HOW DID YOU KNOW!?
Anna My friend: Do you know Cinderellas boyfriends name?
princess names it and we ask her if she has a boyfriend and start to giggle cause it's so cute and she just looks down and has this saddest face ever and says "you're making fun of me"



My heart just sunk! Here is this most darling girl ever and she thinks we're laughing at her. I forget how easily your feelings can get hurt when you're little.
I wish I had a picture of this little blonde hair, blue eyed doll.

Politics-socialism

This is a subject that Trevor and I have been keeping up with pretty well for the last six months. I know as college students it can be a pretty confusing, and a hard subject to keep up with. But it’s super important for us to understand what’s going on.

In March Trevor and I were lucky enough to travel to Europe where the tables were turned on me. I absolutely LOVED it! It was gorgeous, delicious, thrilling, peaceful, and I learned so much about the European culture. (Now why don’t we have a la siest?!) But on the other hand it was a culture shock. France is a socialist country. They have free health care, they don’t have customer service, and they definitely don’t clean up after themselves. They just expect the government to take care of that.

While we were staying at a Disney Paris hotel we were put in a room on the third floor. We thought we’d only be staying for two nights but decided to stay an extra night. When we made the reservation for the third night we asked to stay in our same room and because the hotel was not busy in the least we thought it would be fine. But because it was easier for THEM to put us in a different room on the first floor, they did. While we were waiting in line at the hotel to get our internet password for the third time,(because they wouldn’t give it to us over the phone and they changed it all the time) a man with a British accent went up to the counter and told the girl his key wasn’t working to his room. She responded by saying “The key machine is broken”. And went back to what she was doing. Obviously the British man was upset, he proceeded to try to figure out another solution and made a big enough fuss that finally another, not busy employee was sick of him asking for a manager and finally grabbed one. Also, the hotels carpet in the entrance was dirty, and bleach stained. This wasn’t just because the hotel was a bad one, it isn’t just the European attitude, it’s the socialist attitude of “I don’t have to do anything, you can go somewhere else and it won’t be any better”. Because, it won’t in Europe.

Paris, one of the most beautiful city’s in the world, a huge tourist destination, is covered in graffiti and garbage. They pee outside, in public. If they don’t have a job, the government will give them a place to live, a little ghetto, but fine. Plus a stipend every month. The people who actually work, are paying for this life style, which is something like half of their wages. They are paying for some government worker to clean up the dog poop, cigarette buds, and garbage on the streets.

A little more for customer service from a restaurant: You are lucky if you are greeted, lucky if it is within 30 minutes. I asked what kind of meat I was getting, “poultry”, What kind of poultry, “poultry”. I still have no idea what kind of a bird I ate. I ordered a water, asked for it several times, never got it, charged for it. They are la-hazey.

Anyways, after my week and a half of being there I realized how bad it is to live in a socialist country. To make this simple, it breeds under achievement.

And Dear Bums, Please try not to PEE on the all the Metros I ride on if I go back? Also Dear Europeans, please don’t STARE and KEEP staring after I see you staring at me, it’s very uncomfortable. I will also teach you how to use soap and water LOTS, and how to brush your freakin’, yup freakin’ teeth.

Dear hormones, go away.

Why is it that one or two days a month I am weird? I am perfectly fine, then BAM! I’m tearing up on my car ride home from school listening to a some country song. A song, if you skipped that part. Then I go to the grocery store to buy some salmon and it’s expensive, so I decide that I just won’t eat. Then I’m straight up mad at everything, and the Trevsies asks why? And of course I break down because I have no idea why!

Dear hormones, go away.

African Staff Infection: AfroStafricanfection

Trevor went to Africa last summer and got this. Enjoy.



The funny thing about this video is he posted it on a Sunday (just for a few friends who live away from us to watch), and by Wednesday it had like 6,000 views! It was getting like 2,000 views a day. Youtube e-mailed him saying he could possibly make money from advertisements, but he used music that he didn't get permission to use. Too bad. ;) It slowed down after a week, and hasn't been a very big hit since. Anyways..if you have a weak stomach, this isn't for you.

Hi!
I'm sure this will only be read by family and friends..but if you just happened to stumble upon our blog I will tell you a little bit about us. I am, Julia and I will be doing the blogging, and if we're lucky I will be posting my husband Trevors writings. We got married January 2nd of this year and just love it! We like to say it's just like we moved in with our boyfriend/girlfriend. Marriage has just been easy for us! In our four months of marriage we've been to Mexico(honeymoon) and Europe!(second honeymoon) ha ha. We love to travel to St. George where Grammy and Papa live, and lots of our friends! We plan on moving there when we're all done with school. I go to Cosmetology School here in Logan and will be done in August/September. Trevor attends USU and is Majoring in Technical Writing, and minoring in Chemistry so he can go to Pharmacy school. Trevsies works on campus and I just quit my job, YAY! I'll find a new one sooner or later. We love Logan, it's such a great college town and we have so many great friends and family here!


Trevor led me to believe that every time I raised my arm trying to make it look like I was holding whatever background object there was, it was working. (Do you get what I'm sayin?) Please tell me why I thought that would make the picture look cool anyways? Then I threw in the others, to make sure you guys new I'm not that ugly. And to make sure you knew how ugly Trevor can look and how easy it is to ruin a picture by growing your basically non-existent MUSTACHE out. ;) I seriously had a blast going through these pictures. I'll post more once I figure this blog out.