perspective.

there is a picture that has been hanging in my mom's entry since i can remember. i've probably read it a thousand times, maybe you have too.

"a hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house i lived in, or the kind of clothes i wore, but the world may be much different because i was important in the life of a child."

i had a birthday shout hooray!

monday marked the first day of the last year of my twenties...

i'm livin' it up folks, i'm not 30 yet.

the party started friday when cindy and lara kidnapped me for lunch, pedicures and pool time. heaven. thanks ladies!

"cajun shrimp" all around.

sunday morning, lara and i jumped in the car and headed to salt lake for an indigo girls concert with aubry; queen of party planning. not just any banana bread was waiting for us when we arrived, she painted my nails and i was introduced to hours of housewives episodes late into the night. such a train wreck i couldn't look away.

we made an itinerary for monday to ensure we fit in every last thing on our to do list.

we shopped, and dined, and nordstrom saled, and cupcaked, and laughed and talked...(we even fit in a quick date for lara and a first home purchase whoa).

the concert was incredible and i crossed another item off my bucket list. go ahead laugh... finished?

it was the soundtrack to my college life and i'm not ashamed, i love them. although, i did sit down when they played "chickenman"...(i might be a bit of a fair weather fan when it comes to that song.)

tuesday night spencer planned a favorite things dinner. i was going to list all of the yummy things he put on the table, but then i got a complex that you all might think i'm a disgusting human being, so just know that it was delicious...and not one bit healthy.

it really was the best birthday EVER! 

(and now the phrase must die with this post, i'm quite sure we've exhausted every last laugh from it.)

a formisano fandango summer

the new faces of peopleforbikes.org!
 oh olive, can we please get over this nose picking in pictures is sooo funny stage, and who did your hair, you look like george washington...

lara's here yo! 
she's partially the reason i haven't blogged in almost a month.
too much fun, and BONUS, i think i've seen cindy and trav more since she's been here than i have in the whole year that proceeded.
we've been swimming, and hiking, and bbqing, and late nighting, and eating out, and road trippin', and talking ooohhh, talking. lara dear, you make me laugh.
now if one of these blind dates would pan out we could make it permanent.
don't go auntie lara, olive will be devastated...not to mention the rest of us.

fishy fishy

 

my dad is a fisherman through and through. i have so many childhood memories of fishing with him, or him going fishing, or him tying fishing flys on the dining room table.

this past 4th of july, he took olive fishing for the first time, and it was undoubtedly one of the sweetest moments i've witnessed as a mother.

he was so patient with her and she loved it, plus she caught 6, count them 6 fish!

there is a little place in my heart that is just for my dad and it was so sweet to see him passing this frederiksen tradition down to my baby girl. i think there might be a little big place in her heart for papa as well.