Friday, April 26, 2013

Instructions for a bad day

This is soul food.

Happy Dancing all around!

I got the call this morning.
A Women's Clinic wants to interview me for an RN position!
After being absolutely cordial on the phone I may or may not have danced through the house singing, "Yes, yes, yes! Yes, YES!"
Obviously my song writing skills are pathetic, but who cares because I have TWO job interviews next week!

By George, we just might get it!


Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Bedtime Giggles

I should absolutely be in bed and my body knows it, but for some reason I can't sleep. Not like my-mind-won't-shut-off can't sleep, but more like I'm-so-tired-I-can't-stop-laughing-my-brains-out. My poor husband. I banished myself to the living room because I seriously could not stop giggling and so of course I had to share everything I thought was funny with him. Fire alarms was the topic of the night and he did NOT think it was as funny as me. Now that I think about it, there's really nothing funny about fire alarms. Oh well, that's married life!
Speaking of married life, this weekend we had our open house in Las Vegas. My amazing mother in law put it all together and pulled off the perfect Carnival! There was cotton candy and popcorn and ice cream and all sorts of fun candies, which meant I was in absolute heaven! It really ended up being such a dream and my parents got to be there which made it even more perfect. If only Pleasant Grove were a few hours closer...
Pretend we're not pasty white. Aren't you supposed to get tan in sunny Las Vegas? 

Anyway, here's a cute picture from the night! I wish you could see my dress. My mom spent hours and hours making it before the wedding and it's probably the most beautiful vintage-y lovely lacy dress this side of Kentucky. I don't know what's on the other side of Kentucky, but I mean, New York's over there so they have to have something amazing, right? Rambling... sorry.... I warned you I was beyond tired... and now I'm giggling again.

Monday, April 15, 2013

This is real life

Oh, hello! Who knew next time would literally be one second after my previous post. That's embarrassing BUT I had a thought I wanted to share:

The other day I sat in a smelly high school gym in the middle of Las Vegas watching my husband, who has a chronic disease, coach his Alma maters freshman volleyball team and I thought to myself, "This is your life."
I'm married.
I live in Las Vegas.
That's crazy.
But, it's my life and I'm loving every second of this insane adventure called being an adult!
Here's to the future!

Homeward Bound

I have a confession.
I'm a homebody. Always have been, always will be.
That tends to make things tricky considering I still consider Utah to be my home. It's not that I don't love my husband or my cute little apartment on the edge of the desolate, brown desert called Las Vegas, it's just that I haven't been there long enough for things to settle.
I don't have a job.
I don't have any friends (except my hubby hub who works and goes to school)...
(and my in-laws who are fantastic)...
There is no life in our apartment complex.
So, I saw the opportunity to go home this weekend and I took it. It really worked out perfectly considering my BFF Lisa leaves for an LDS mission on Wednesday and I need to squeeze her guts out in the most intense hug I can muster before she leaves.
So, now I'm sitting in my parents house. I'm bored, lonely, and I have a huge zit. I'm afraid this is bad karma.

Until next time,
I'm sure gonna miss this woman!

Saturday, April 13, 2013

How to have an indoor picnic

Step 1. Make sure you have enough room for said picnic. As it turns out, apartments tend to be small. This makes things tricky.
Step 2. Find a good big blanket. Red checkers preferred if you're going for the classic look.
Step 3. Choose your food.

With Matt being on his diet (Crohn's disease) making meals is well... the worst, so I kept things simple with yogurt parfaits, saltine crackers (holla at me if you're as obsessed with these as I am), quesadillas, and brownies!

Step 4: Make it fun. I should warn you now that I'm the worst photographer ever and even more terrible at planning blog posts, so I didn't take all the pictures I should have. For Matt's quesadilla I used cookie cutters to make fun shapes- dinosaurs, footballs, trucks, etc. Nothing takes you back to childhood like a T-rex shaped cheesy tortilla of goodness!

Step 5. BON APATITE!  

Feelin' 22

I don't have very many good things to say about Taylor Swift these days (cue angry shouting from die hard fans), but she did make celebrating a 22 second birthday a breeze!
Matt turned 22 on Monday and I wanted it to be a MASSIVE success considering our newlywed status, and the fact that I'm obsessed with birthdays. We woke up to fierce winds (who knew it was windy ALL THE TIME IN VEGAS) and a bit of rain which makes Matt's job as a car washer basically null. What was I going to do? I needed him to leave for at least a little bit so I could decorate the apartment! Luckily he decided to go in for a little while anyway and told me he would be home at nine.
I rushed around the apartment throwing colored sticky notes all over the walls. Thank goodness our abode is small! Then I waited....
 At 9:30 he text me to tell me he wouldn't be home until 11:00.
At 11:00 he said he wouldn't be home until 11:30.
At 12:00 he said he wasn't getting off early and to expect him at the usual time.
BUT I did get time to throw together the cutest indoor picnic. It really helps when you don't have a couch taking up all the space, right?
We ended the night with PF Changs and the NCAA championship game. Matt said it was the best birthday he's ever had, and even if he's lying about that I will proudly mark that off my list of life goals! Ten points for married life!
LOOK! There's one of the sticky notes in the right upper corner!

Monday, April 8, 2013


I've been debating with myself about how to start this blog for days but I've decided I just have to do something. So, here I go. Welcome to our blog. By "our" I really mean me because heaven knows my hubby is going to do little more with this blog than complain that I spend too much time on it. Actually, that's a lie. My little husband is completely supportive (and adorable) and as long as I let him watch Sportscenter he'll let me blog/pinterest as much as I want. Good deal, right?
Now that I've already started rambling let me jump right into the important stuff:

  • Matt and I have been married for just over 3 weeks
  • We live in this little apartment in Las Vegas where I spend my days looking for jobs (nurse) and he goes between work and school 
  • We're freaks. No seriously, we are two of the strangest people to ever fall in love. I think he used to be mostly normal but I've turned him to the weird side and I'm not sure he'll ever go back. (It's way more fun over here anyway!)
  • He has Crohn's disease. I'm sure you'll here all about it so I thought I'd throw that out there to preface future posts. 
  • My name's Cami Lish, and I'm a Mormon

Well, I guess that's it for now! Have a truly MARVELOUS day!