You guys. This month has been crazy busy.
I know that I haven't blogged about it a whole heck of a lot. But I will. ... Eventually. I promise. (Read: hope.)
For now, let me show you what I did every day.
At the beginning of the month, I started writing down the highlights of the day every night. And... would ya look at that? I've been busy.
It's been a great month.
I went back to work. I had an old-fashioned sleepover with Jo and her girls when Dean was at scout camp. I went home for the 4th of July. I lit the freaking anvil. I got to sit with Jennifer O and talk for hours. I went on a roadtrip with Judy. I had lunch in Flag with Brett and Karen and Natalie. I drove over Cedar Mountain. I had a sleepover at the Cameron Trading Post. I got to spend a whole day with Cindy and Amy and Holli. I got to eat squeaky cheese. I drank an absolutely ridiculous amount of caffeinated beverages. I stayed up late with Rachel, and then again with Spence and Brea. I had breakfast and lunch and dinner with some of my favorite Utah County peeps. I got to have a sleepover with Mich. I ate almond paste cookies for the first time. (I'm here to tell you, it will NOT be the last time!) I got to hang out with my Solomon girls: Luana, Victoria Lynn, Cathy, Christine, Camille, Rachel and Patty. I got some more real chicken eggs.I ditched Sunday School with Lisa G. I got to see a whole bunch of cousins when I was in Utah: Amy, Holli, Shelly, Rachel, Julie, Everett, Lisa, Christie, Dr. Doug, Nate, Brooke, Lindsay, Klancie, Randy and Nikki. I had some sleepovers at Spencer's house. I tried bacon & maple potato chips. (Surprisingly, not awesome.) I got to hear Seth play the guitar and the ukelele. I got to have a perfect day at Fiiz with Conman. I had the distinct privilege of referreeing Kirk and Russell play a game of Twister. I read books. I saw Top Gun in the theater for the first time. (I wasn't allowed to see it when it came out. But now I'm 40 and can see whatever movie I want.) I took a ton of selfies in the car with Hilly. I was strong enough to let both Hazy and Monson sit on my lap. I taught my family about the joy of homemade pineapple ice cream, and Spencer and I made up a recipe for homemade almond joy ice cream. I got to sleep in Grammy and Grandad's house. I took Julie's girls to see Inside Out. (Loooooved it!) I was able to stay up late and wake up early for a solid week while I was on the road. I ate at Cheesecake Factory. (Twice. Once, I even had cheesecake.) I decided to cater my funeral dinner. I did some research and discovered that one bag of Sun Chips (the small size from the gas station) is over 20% of my daily recommend fiber intake. I ate a crap ton of salmon. (And it was awesome. Every time.) I worked from the Camelback office one day this month. I watched all of Covert Affairs and the first four seasons of The Good Wife. (Again.) I had a heart to heart with Dr. H - and he complimented me on my new hairdo. (Three times in five minutes.) I went to the movies and I ate a lot of theater popcorn. I got stuck in multiple rainstorms. I grew almost an inch of hair on my head. I got matching pink mani/pedis with Hillary. I laughed and I cried. I told a bunch of people that I love them, and I meant it every time. I got to hold a hedgehog. I drove my car to Utah and I flew home on an airplane.
And there's a whole bunch of other stuff that's written on the calendar that I didn't mention.
Like I said, it's been a great month.
I am tired, but I am happy.
And (maybe) next month I'll get around to posting pics of all (or at least some of) that awesomeness. For now, just know that I am doing my level best to live. Every day.