The shortest month but it was longer this year

Isn't that what it's called when we have a February 29th?

We were talking about blogging at the Bachelor last week and someone said something about mine, and then I got to thinking about how I hadn't written anything in a while, which then made me (take a week to) write something. If you give a mouse a cookie, am I right?

The point is, we have had some really great things, and also some really sucky things happen in February, and I just wanted to give a quick little update. I promise I am not trying to be one of those people who posts things on Facebook like, "So sad today . . . .  :(" or "Sometimes life just sucks!" just so everyone will ask what's wrong. I just wanted to throw it out that I had a hard month, just in case anyone was laboring under the delusion that my life was super perfect. I HIGHLY doubt anyone is, but you never know. Reading blogs does crazy things to a woman's brain. The point is, among some super hard stuff, February was better than usual! Because usually I am so sick of Winter by now, but if Winter is really more like Spring, which it has been this year--win win.

So here are a couple of fun things that went down in February:

--For Valentine's Day we went out to dinner at La Jolla Groves, and it was delicious. Oh, except we went on the 13th, at like 5:30, so there was hardly anyone there. Cha ching! That's the way to do Valentine's Day. On the actual day, Chris wrote me some nice notes, bought me some candy, and made dinner, which was so great because I didn't have a plan for dinner, and not having to figure that out was incredible. I got him a couple of Nerf guns and sometimes we have wars. Cool wife, Hansel.

--Katie came to town for her birthday and we partied at my house. One of my favorite things about still living in Provo (besides my mom being 3 miles away and looking at the mountains every day) is that people always come home to visit their family, and I am here to welcome them too! One day for my lunch break we went to my house and watched Downton and ate a pork burrito (supplied by Miss Katie), and it was basically the best lunch break--nay, the best DAY--of my life.

--Rob and Allie came to town too, coincidentally, for Allie's birthday, so we again partied at my house to celebrate. Among other things, they found out their baby is a girl, which was so fun and exciting!

--Oh, and speaking of friends with birthdays, Shelly had one too, and we went swimming at the Orem Rec Center, played Jeopardy on the Wii, and went out to Pizza Factory. All really great things. Swimming was amazing, because it was just Shelly and I, like we were 13 and our mom dropped us off. But we are 26. And have been friends for half our lives, which is pretty boss.

--Also it was Tyler's birthday. So many birthday friends.

--I learned to knit. WHAT. I love it. Everyone should go over to their grandmother's house for the afternoon and learn to knit, because I promise it will be a good time.

--Chris got the schedule for his rotations for his 3rd year of Pharmacy school, and we are both so excited about them! He will spend almost a whole year doing 6 week rotations at different pharmacies, and it should be really great. The end is in sight, my friends!

--One night Chris had to study basically all day, but in the evening we had a couple of hours to hang out, so we had a Nerf war in our house, which was so fun. We kept score and stuff. I won. (WHAT? I know. But I really did.) Then we went on a walk and said hi to President Samuelson right after Chris said something about him, and he may or may not have heard us. That was pretty funny. I realize this evening sounds pretty lame, but there was just something so fun and simple about it.

--Another night we went to JCW's for dinner, then went to Toys R Us and looked at toys for like an hour (which, if you're wondering, totally makes you feel like a creep to be there without kids, but we got over it), and, same thing, I'm sure that sounds really boring, but it was awesome. Our favorite thing we saw was this toy. Not because it looked super fun, necessarily, but because the box had a little girl on it who was clearly Hispanic. And then further down the same aisle, there was another cleaning toy with a Hispanic girl on it! But the play shopping carts? Little blonde girls, all of them. Because they are stay at home moms who go shopping while the maids are cleaning their houses, I guess? It was just so blatantly racist that it was also sort of hilarious. 

So there you have it. That's pretty much what we've been up to. February was boss.

Moving on from February events, here are some other pressing matters which have been on my mind:

It's impossible to not feel adorable in red rain boots. I wore mine the other morning while I walked to work and just felt so darn cute. If you have the means I highly recommend picking some up. Except wear more layers of socks than I did, because now I have a blister and I am mad.

Downton? Duh. Love it. Can't wait for season 3. Sorry, SERIES 3. Silly British terms. I love it so much I've been re-watching it with Chris, who tolerates it.

Do you ever have a dream that you are wearing something you saw at the store and really liked? Because last week in a dream I was wearing this scarf from Target. I think that means it must be mine. And I can't find it on their website to link to it, but let me just tell you, it is hot pink and has little tan giraffes all over it and I LOVE IT. (Update: I bought it. But now I can't decide if I'm pulling it off and might return it. DANG YOU, WIDE SCARVES.)

I heard Shaggy's Angel today. Do you know how influential that song is in my life? That sounds like a joke, but I am serious. Because of that song, my mom started using the term "peeps," which in turn made ME start saying "peeps," and I still say it ALL THE TIME.

Speaking of the Bachelor (up at the top of this ridiculousness), I want Courtney to win SO badly. Before everyone is like, "WHAT? But she is the worst!" Stop and think about it. Do you really like Ben? I don't. He is so dumb. So obviously I want him to pick the worst girl. You were too good for him, Kacie B! Don't cry over THAT GUY. You are so cute and you're only 24. Love will find you.