Festival of Colors

Hare Krishna aka The Festival of Colors is a Krishna celebration to welcome in the Spring and an excuse for BYU students to get a little crazy.  This was my third year and probably the best one yet.  Jack was in town and I think he felt a little like he was back in Boulder.  It's hard to explain so I'll just show you...

Jackie Good Boy

Thats what we used to call my baby brother when he was just a little boy.  He loved that name. In fact, he would do anything you wanted if you called him Jackie Good Boy.  He is 20 now, and the nickname doesn't have quite the same effect.  Somehow, though, I convinced him to come out and spend his Spring Break (if you go to BYU you don't actually know what that is) with the boring married couple.  It was fun to have him here - it seems like we see eachother less and less as we both get older. I miss him a lot but I know he is going on to do great things with his life, there is no doubt about it.  He has always been what I like to call a prodigy child.  In high school, most people are known by their older brother and sisters - I, however, was known as "Jack Mills' older sister."  It is still a sensitive subject and I will probably spend my whole life trying to live up to my baby brother's reputation.  I sure do love him though and I can't wait to see all the amazing things he does in his life! 

I love you Jackie Good Boy!

Besides his brains, athletics, and ability to make me crack up - Jack has dance skills you probably didn't know about (He is on the far right). 

The Luck of the Irish

Ever wonder what Eric would look like as a Lephrechaun?

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Happy St. Patrick's Day!!  For some reason, I felt especially festive this year and decided to take our celebration up a notch.  Yep, I pulled out the big guns.  Anyone can wear green - so I thought I would cook green today. 

On the menu- Creamy Pesto Chicken Fettucine, Salad, and garlic bread sprinkled with green Parsley flakes.

And for Desert?  Shamrock cookies and mint brownie ice cream.  Yummm. 

We have a thing for Snowshoes

We love to Snowshoe.  We started going last year and we just can't seem to get enough of it.  Now, I know you might be thinking - "snowshoes? Really guys - are you so bored that you go snowshoeing?"  Well, you might think that if you have never been.  It is definately more than just trudging around in the snow - it's fun!  You can jump, ski, run, fall, or just about anything else. Eric has turned it into an extreme sport - are you surprised? We highly recommend it.  We'll even take you to our favorite spot if you want.  We'll be your personal tour guides for free. Just to wet your whistle - here is a little taste from our last trip. 

We saw an avalanche.  Definately one of the coolest things any of us had ever seen. Here is the tail end of it - it was a lot bigger than that though- if we were any closer we could have been in trouble!

Great butt shot

We finally made it to the top!!  The way back down is way more exciting - especially when you Hardcore Parcore it up. 

Count your blessings, not your worries...

That's what the message said inside my Dove chocolate this morning.  I'm a worrier.  It's what I do.  It's in my blood.  My mom is a nut- she worries about everything, and I mean EVERYTHING.  I'm 22 and married and she still asks me what I ate for lunch and makes me call after long road trips (and by long I mean anything over 1 1/2 hours).  Lucy (my grandma,) on the other hand, makes me call when I get home after visiting her - she lives about 10 minutes away.  She also worries about the bed we sleep in (it can't be good for our backs) and the bed that her neighbors sleep in.  So, I have been doomed to a life of worrying from the start and ironically enough I married a man who has never had a care in the world.  Eric is constantly reminding me to take a deep breath and trust the Lord.  I am grateful for that, and although his laid back attitude and adventurous spirit makes me worry, I think we balance each other out quite nicely.  At least when he is jumping out of planes with our children, someone will be on the ground worrying about them.  As for now, I'm going to stop counting my worries and start counting my blessings...

1. The Gospel

2. My husband

3. Forever Families

4.  Mountains (Colorado)

5. Oceans (Hermosa Beach)

6. Cookies, cakes, and other baked goodness

7. Sonnyboy

8. Seasons

9. A good education

10. Waking up to my best friend.

Now What?

Well, now that the Olympics are over we just aren't quite sure what to do with ourselves?  We have spent the last 2 weeks enthralled with the Olympics.  So much so that Eric has even grown an Apollo Ohno tribute "flavor savor."  I for one think he looks very sexy.

Can you see the resemblance??

Here are a few more of our Olympic Highlights...

USA Bobsled.... 1st Gold in 60+ years... holla.

Bode Miller walked away with a Gold, Silver, and Bronze.  Even though three golds would be pretty sweet, I think I side with Bode on this one - One of every color. 

Jeret Peterson's Hurrican was one of my favorites. 

Joannie Rochette broke my heart and stole Eric's.

Shaun White - my personal all time favorite and the reason why I love red heads.

And finally... Lindsey Vohn.  She had some struggles but who can complain about a gold and a silver?

We throughouly enjoyed the Olympics and have both had questions of - why didn't I do something like that?  Well, the good news is we have 4 years of training ahead of us.  Eric, of course will be speed skating while I think I would enjoy ski jumping (I'm pretty good on the Wii fit). 

Watch for us... Sochi 2014.