She Shoots, She Scores!

You know those few and far between times that everything seems to work out in your favor? Well mostly everything...Lately it's been a little like that for me and let's be honest, when that happens you've gotta take the time to soak it all up... enjoy every minute of it. Nothing is perfect by any means but I am beyond happy and have been spending more than my fair share of time on cloud nine. 

I guess through all this I've learned that faith gets you through anything and if you're not happy with where you are then you have the power to change it and make it better. You'll be amazed with how even putting forth just a little bit of effort can move you miles in the right direction. 

Sometimes what appears to be the "good" things in life have to end to make room for the truly incredible things to begin. Sometimes people have to walk out of your life so that even more amazing people can walk in and steal a place in your heart. You have to experience the not so happy times to truly appreciate and recognize when things are going wonderfully. 

This past week has been one of my favorites so far this year. Even with the stress of school I wouldn't change one thing about it. It's amazing how certain things fall into place so perfectly. It just leaves me in awe at how amazing the big guy upstairs is and how flawless his plans truly are for each of us. 

Life is good and I'm loving every minute of it lately. 

Let's hope it keeps going in this direction. 

Happy Leap Day! 

Vegas Overnighter

This past weekend the Grizzlies had 3 games in Vegas. I told my mom we should drive down seeing as there is only 6 home games left in the season. My dad asked if I had been talking to Garrett, which was not the case. Apparently he had the idea to go down to Vegas the same weekend. 

So what did we do? 

We all hopped in the plane and off we went. We could only go for one night because my dad had to be back by Sunday. 

When we got to Vegas we went and drove down the strip to show Merilee. She had never been before. 

We then went and checked into our hotel. We stayed at The Orleans, which is a little bit off the strip. The hockey arena is attached to the hotel and casino, which was way nice and convenient. 

After we checked in and gave up searching the casino for hockey players we went bowling. 

So. Much. Fun.

I hadn't been bowling in ages! 

This is Garrett's "I'm so excited to be bowling!" face.

Popsicle 

So I'm the 3rd down. The first "K".  I came in 3rd the first game....

and 2nd in the third game. Not to brag but I improved drastically. Ha!

Yes, I beat my brother in both games! 

After bowling we were supposed to go grab dinner and then head to the game. Well we ran out of time and I suggested we eat after the game instead. Best idea ever! 

The game was way good and pretty intense. The Grizzlies ended up winning 4-3. Everyone in the arena basically loved us. Not. 

After the game my dad decided on eating at TGIF's. Second best idea ever! 

We had a pretty attractive waiter that was pretty flirtatious. 

Pretty sure he brought us extra napkins like 3 different times. Either he think's we're pigs or he was looking for excuses to come over.  He basically looked like a younger LoVecchio. 

We finished our dinner and 2 guys dressed up walked in and sat 1 booth away from us. I was facing away from this booth and my mom and dad were facing it. My mom asks me if it was hockey players and I turned around and holy cow..... have some Justing Dowling and Logan MacMillan. 

Cue Kylie freaking out. 

Less than 3 minutes later I look up and see Ryan Watson walking in. I know there were like 2 other guys with him but let's be honest, I only noticed him. Cue Kylie really freaking out. I quickly told my parents "It's Watson!!!!" 

As they walked by I told them they did great, Ryan said thanks and they went to the booth. 

We had a coupon for dessert so when we ordered I changed sides of the table with my dad, just to see what the view was like from his side of the table. Long story shorter, we payed our bill and I talked to Kyle (the waiter) some more, mostly about hockey, he asked about the game and such. Before we were about to leave he walked over and plopped a Friday's party hat on the table and said jokingly "here, you can have them sign your hat."

Well we waited around some more just cause. Kyle came back and I jokingly said "hey, Kyle... Will you sign my hat." Bad idea. He picks it up and says, "no, but I'll get them to sign it." He walks over to the table with 5 hockey players. 

Watson

Wahl

Armstrong

Dowling

MacMillan

I don't know what he said but they all signed it and I know they knew it was for me. My face was redder than the ketchup on the table. He brought it back and sure enough there were 5 signatures on it. After that I basically booked it out of the restaurant. 

I'm convinced I can never go to another Grizz game again. 

So that was our overnighter to Vegas. The next morning we went to iHop and then headed back home. 

We saw this guy on the way to the airport. He was clipping his nose hairs! He did this for a solid 5 minutes. Too funny. 

Downtown.
Home Sweet Home.

Confessions #188

Ready for some confessions?

 I am.

I confess... I dislike hockey games (I know, you never thought you'd hear me say that) and have problems paying attention to the game when there's tons of people there. This rarely happens but when it does, I get mad. We ended up watching from up top last Wednesday. Perk of that... right next to the injured hockey players. Can you say Watson and Dowzak!?! 

I confess... I got the random number for this post from LoVecchio's and Watson's jersey numbers. Ha.

I confess... I should be sleeping but I'm excited for tomorrow and not tired. At. All. 

I confess... I get nervous to fly when my dad is the pilot but have no problem getting on a commercial plane having no idea who the pilot is or what their credentials are. Messed up I know. I wish I could get over it, my dad's an amazing pilot. 

I confess... I'm nervous for sharing a hotel room with my brother's girlfriend this weekend. I hope it's not awkward but fun. Fingers crossed! 

I confess... My roommate started cooking her dinner at 12:30 am I went out when she was in the kitchen and slammed the air off so the stank wouldn't come in my room. She just glared at me. 

I confess... After that, I taped paper over the air vent in my room so my room won't be infested with stank when I come back from my weekend. For your viewing pleasure, a picture.... 

I confess... I have 9, yes count them, 9 chapsticks sitting on my desk. Obsessed much? 

I confess... I finally got my hair did today. It's been like a month and a half. My roots were terrible. I felt like a zebra.

I confess... I miss these kiddos SO much!!!! 

I confess... This week has been SO great! Life is good. I can't wait to see what other good things are in store. 

Happy Weekend! 

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99 Red Balloons

Well hello blog world! 

If it isn't me, sitting here writing a post on what some people like to call Valentine's Day. Me on the other hand. . . I prefer Tuesday. It is just Tuesday. 

Don't get me wrong, today has been a great day, I just don't like the Valentine's thing. 

Anyways, let's back up. . . 

So my dad has this plane. . . I had never seen it. As far as I was concerned it didn't exist. 

Last weekend my mom and dad decided to fly to Wendover for lunch. They invited me and I was up for an adventure. 

Lo and behold. . . the plane does exist and my dad is capable of flying it. 

It may look little in this picture, but it's a six seater! It's HUGE compared to what he used to fly. 

The view from the plane. 

 Okay time to skip ahead. So my neighbor's boyfriend lives down in Provo and he wanted to sneak balloons in so they were there in the morning. With some help from me and some other friends on the inside we made it happen. He came and put all the balloons in my apartment waited till it was quiet on the other end and with the help of some lent keys (shh don't tell housing) we snuck them in and left them for the morning. It was a pretty late night because somebody kept walking around their apartment and refused to go to bed. Finally around 2:45 AM we snuck in, ditched the balloons and Andrew headed back to Provo. 

This is Andrew. And his 30 red balloons. Well, actually 27. He lost three. 

Here they are in my apartment. Trying to keep them away from the sprinkler heads was fun. 

I like to think I've always been a pretty good friend. I try to do as much as I can for people but sometimes I ask myself why I do crazy ridiculous things for people. Like staying up till 3 AM on a school night so that my neighbor could have a nice surprise in the morning for Valentine's Day. I guess I do stuff in hopes that one day karma will be good to me. One day maybe I'll be the one to wake up to dozens of balloons. Who knows maybe one day someone (preferably a boy) will let 99 red balloons go with me (it is on the bucket list after all). 

Today when I finally rolled out of bed, I headed down to pre-school. It's great, I finally made it to college and I get sent straight back to pre-school. Actually most days, I love it.

 So today not much happened besides the Valentine's Day "giving walk". We split into groups and headed out walking around campus. The kids handed out suckers to anyone they saw and said Happy Valentine's Day. We had 2 little boys and 1 little girl in my group. The little girl was scared and didn't want to hand any out. The boys on the other hand were running around crazily.

 One of the boys who we will call "E" went after a couple bikers. The first one stopped, the second one didn't look like he was going to so E just jumped in front of the bike and made him slam on the brakes. Yes, I know, I will make a great teacher. Just let the little ones jump in front of bikes. The guy was super nice about it though. 

For the most part it was great entertainment and I enjoyed every second of it. It was fun to not only see the little kids reactions but the people they gave the suckers to as well. Most of them were totally surprised and genuinely excited to have the kids give them something. Other people, cough asians cough, totally snubbed them. One old man asian didn't want to take a sucker from E but eventually did and then he walked over by me and tossed it at me. What the heck! Thank you heartless old man. 

When it was time to go back to class the boys did not want to stop and the whole way back they handed out as many suckers as they could. It was so fun to watch! 

After pre-school I went to a college class!!! I learn fast. Skipped a few grades. 

Finally when school was done for the day I headed to Cafe Rio. Even though Jess was with me... I was my own Valentine's date. If I weren't me, I'd want to date me. I'm freaken awesome!!! 

Ooo ooo side story! On the way to Rio. I was waiting at a light to turn right, the car in front of me went and then the light turned green. There was a girl on a bike, she had right of way so I waited. Well she took an eternity to decide to cross the street and then she could barely ride her bike across the street. She was Asian. Not that that's relevant, but it was a key factor in my irritation level. So finally I got to go. Well the car behind me flew around the corner and into the lane next to me and comes flying up beside me...sorta. Whatever, I thought he was mad that I waited for biker chick to cross the street. Well we came up to the next red light and he pulled up beside me and just looks at me. We kind of drove back and forth if that makes sense, I passed him, he passed me, until he came up one last time before we stopped for the light. He totally waved! So I waved back. I thought he must have just thought I was someone else. Well then he continues to stay pretty close to my car the rest of the drive down to Rio. He was basically drop dead gorgeous. And it was Valentine's night and he was alone... he has to be single, right? Well we even missed the turn for Rio just to figure out who this guy was. A couple blocks later I gave up and pulled in the turn lane to flip a U-ey. We watched for him to go by and pass us. Well he had totally rolled down his window and as he drove by he waved again at us. He obviously was paying as close attention to my car as I was to his. Anyways Mr. Mystery Acura driver, if you ever need a date, you know what my car looks like. Come find me. I would't mind meeting you. 

After that Jess and I headed downtown for a much needed Target adventure and it lived up to more than we ever expected. Basically any filter we had before was gone and we were just being loud and saying anything regardless of who was around, which was basically nobody. It was great. 

Now I'm at home, bundled up on the couch watching Boy Meets World and blogging. 

I'm a happy girl and today was a definite success! 

Happy Tuesday!!! 

These are my fortunes from our Wendover adventure. Looks like this year is going to be a good one for me!
Fingers crossed! 

Betcha' Bottom Dollar

Things I love. . . 

 Listening to my roommate do the dirty deed all. night. long. 

Having classes in half torn down buildings.

The fact that everyone and their dog is engaged.

That girl that NEVER sits in the same spot and always throws off the whole class.

Living in a house full of girls, yet I still constantly find the toilet seat left up. 

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Okay that list was covered in sarcasm if you couldn't tell here's stuff I really do love and adore at this current moment 

Being accused in a flirty way of having glue stick chap-stick.

When the cute guy in institute asks if the pink and white diamond ring that I wear is a promise ring and I can tell him definitely not.

When one of my favorite hockey players tweets me directly.  

Bachelor Monday's.

The one yellow wall in one of my classes. 

Getting out of a 3 hour long class early. 

The fact that I have nothing left to do today except study a few things, hang out, and watch Bachelor.

Mostly, If I had to put it in a statement, I'm a thousand sour-patch-watermelons happy today. 

(Which is pretty dang happy!) 

Happy Monday! 

Best. Letter. Ever.

After last nights shenanigans I slipped this letter under the asian animal's door this morning. 

Dear Smelly-Asian-Iris, 

   Last night was completely unacceptable. I kind of don't enjoy listening to you and your boyfriend do the dirty all night. I especially don't enjoy the toilet seat in the upward position. Don't fret, I took the liberty of dipping your toothbrush in the toilet since I fell in this morning. I feel that it will only improve your oral hygiene.

                              Have a great day!
                                           Love your stinking guts!
                                                          -Kylie

Okay, so maybe that's not what it really said, but this is what I like to think it said. 

Hockey > Every Other Sport

You know it's going to be a good hockey game when a fight breaks out during warm ups 

If there is one thing the Grizzlies are good at, it's fighting. 

The best part was there were no refs to break it up and the coaches just sat there and watched. 

Unfortunately we got 3 game misconducts. My question is how can they do that when it happened before the game even started? 

I mean the guys eventually got it all resolved themselves. 

Dumb refs. 

Yet another reason why hockey is the best sport. 

Don't mess. 

Going Once, Going Twice, WATSON!

Another post about hockey... bet you didn't see that one coming! 

Last Saturday night was a pretty big game. 

Their first home game against Idaho since this happened. 

It was their annual "Guns and Hoses" event, earlier that day the police officers played the firefighters in a hockey game fundraiser. They also had a family that lost their dad in the recent Ogden shooting there that night to do the puck drop. 

The game was pretty great and to make a long story short we won in overtime. 

The team wore specialty jerseys that were to be auctioned off after the game and the proceeds went to the family of the Ogden officer and also to Shriner's Hospital for Children. 

We had been to one auction before and they were pretty fun to watch so we decided to go. 

They started the auction and we just kind of sat and watched. I asked my mom if we should go about half way in and she said no, we should just stay and watch. Okay, that was fine. We just hung out and enjoyed the view of the helmetless hockey players before us. 

My mom had taken her nice camera to the game and so she was able to get pictures of each of the guys.

It was interesting to see how much each of the jerseys went for. One of the newer guys sold his for $1175, it was crazy and a lot more than the captains went for, we're not quite sure why.  

This is Ryan Watson. 

Number 8.

First year in the ECHL. 

Current Grizzly, former Idaho Steelhead. 

Canadian.

Gorgeous. 

He was 3rd to last at the auction and by this time me and Jess were going crazy, laughing about anything and everything. I'm not sure I even realized Ryan was up even though he is one of my team favorites.  My mom was taking pictures and I was kind of watching her. Well, after she shot a couple pictures of him, she puts her camera down a little and leans over to me and says yeah, he is attractive! While she was saying this I hear the auctioneer saying, going once, going twice.....  

I was kind of watching my mom and could tell she was debating whether to bid or not. 

Well what do you know, her arm shot up! I was like holy cow put your hand down, don't move, they'll think you're bidding. We had been joking about this all night. Well the next words we hear out of the auctioneers mouth are going once, going twice, sold! 

 This all seriously happened in less than 10 seconds. I was freaking out. 

Mom, did you really just do that? 

Are you aware you just bought a jersey? 

Mom, Dad's going to kill us!!! 

Well after the initial shock set in, we got up and headed down to the ice to meet the one and only Ryan Watson. 

He was such a sweet sweet guy and didn't have the cocky attitude that some of the other players *cough Andrew, CJ, Shane cough* come across with. He introduced himself right away, shook our hands, and even apologized for his stinkage even though he was the one that just played his heart out for the last three hours. 

He was super fun to talk to even though I am positive I made a complete and utter fool of myself. 

He asked how old we were and if we were in college, just basic conversation stuff like that. I asked him how long he'd been playing, told him he had a good game, stuff like that. 

He asked where I wanted the jersey signed, and I told him to put it where he wanted and to make it his own. We got a few more pictures and trust me even though he was uber sweaty, it was worth every second. Dream. Come. True. 

Here are some close ups of the jersey. We had to wash it at least twice to get the stink off but I absolutely love it!!!!! 

I was in complete freak out mode the next couple of days thinking my dad was going to kill us. I kept telling my mom I couldn't believe she did that but yet she kept reassuring me that it was okay and the money was going to a good cause. 

 I think to this day still I'm in complete shock that we now have a hockey jersey and that it's one of the players that I absolutely adore.