THE FLESHMANS!!!!! Happy Easter Every one.
(On a side note doesn't Josh look like he's screaming out in pain? lol)
It took us 3 times to get a good pic that had at least 2 thumbs in it, and Josh was like "Baby!! I have homework!" because I kept saying. "Okay last one."
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Sooo....
As I was in a car full of awesome laughing ladies recently. I recanted the hilarious story of the first time I told Josh I loved him. Wait..reread that...what? Yea it's true. I told Josh I loved him first. In a car. After work. haha. So I realized I needed to compress it all in to a post for all of you to enjoy as well. So consider your self warned!
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Penny Lane Our furry baby from another's womb
Brand new baby
All asleep n stuff! Ohh!And joshes drawers
And the bowl I was going to puke in. (!!!Bra alert whoops! Josh never puts his clothes away.)
So we saw this kitty when we were at PetSmart one day. Getting treats for my dog lucy. She had one orange leg and that made her far more awesome than any other regular kitten inside a glass box. (It is a pretty awesome leg I will admit.) It's attached to a pretty awesome kitten to as well. Well josh loves cats. Dogs to but cats he loves. (I think its cause he likes to snuggle lots, but he won't let me say that.) and we talked about this cat for lots after we left. He was always asking me if I would go get her. I would say things like "What? Your crazy! A cat?" Then he would say. "oh ok" all sad and stuff which would break my widdle heart. So for his birthday I went and bought him a little orange legged putty tat and put her in the bathroom and acted like I knew nothing trying to pretend I was a sleep. So he walked in to the bedroom and heard a little meow and he was like "Was that a cat? " so I say. "What? No. That's crazy." so then he believes me and starts taking his shoes off! I was like oh crap! He'll never find her! then she meowed again thank goodness! and he ran to the bathroom and found his new baby birthday present. She is so precious to us. (and Crazy!) and is so pretty! We love her lots!
Monday, March 28, 2011
How we got started......Skittles
Your prolly wondering how a delicious treat like Skittles has any thing to do with us and how we got started. Its more of a connection that we made over them...and a movie.
A movie that I went to go see with a group of friends at Edwards while Josh was at work. And right when it started getting good.....out the power went. So we got refunds and planned to go again and re-see it all together. Well I had to work so the group went with out me. So Josh took me to see it. (ya know the whole thing...all at once.) and there was this part where this man has his bag taken and then stomped on. And he screams "Hey! There are skittles in there!" And we laughed so hard and we quoted the movie over and over.
So then when I ever I saw skittles I thought of Josh and our movie date. So I would send him skittle pictures from my phone and say. "Hey there are Skittles in there!" in the message. Just to make him laugh. Every one else got tired of it. But it was our joke.
So one day I'm actually eating skittles and I get a mishapen one. So I take a picture and send it to Josh saying its the Skittle son the skittle family doesn't want to talk about.
And that's part of how our friendship grew. And eventually grew into Love. I think anyway.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
How we started...
So this looks weird.
But true to the post title. This is how we started.
Not how we met though.
It was a disco ball that you hung from the rear view mirror for your car. Just a decoration that I had bought. Because I thought it was cute and funny and eye catching and all the things I ever wanted to be. It was all that and it didn't need any help doing it. So I bought it, I hung it and it broke. And then it rolled around on the car floor for a while. Until it got stuck under neath the gas pedal one day after I pulled in to the driveway at Joshes house for the first time. So I grabbed it and held it out. Just like the picture above. And Josh said.
"What is it?"
And I didn't know what to say it was. Because it had changed from what it had been. So I just said.
"A ball."
And well... Who could argue with that? So then of course he was just like.
..."oh."
Then he asked.
"What do you do with it?"
So then right there I made up a game where you hold the ball in your palm. Let it roll down your arm and when it got to the crook of your elbow you snapped your elbow straight and it popped the ball in the air. If you could do all that and catch it. You won. So I say this is how we started. Because I found myself in a place where I saw a human being that I cared for. Sitting next to me. And I was petrified. So it was easy to look down and focus on the "Game" And mask my awkwardness with awesomeness... at disco ball popping. I was better than him for a while. It was prolly because I was so worried about nerding out. I had so much pain to hide that I knew I was eventually going to share with him. Which was scary and posed an almost unbearable gamble for me being open to rejection. Which just the thought of was already hurting. It was a nice activity to take my mind off my thoughts in my head. I was able to open up and get to know him. Laugh and joke around and try to sabotage his turn with the disco ball. We would play and talk for hours and just be with each other before there were ever any dates or parents to meet or before there was even an "us". And we were slowly able to grow to know each other and to become best friends. And that's how we got started. I think anyways. ;)
But true to the post title. This is how we started.
Not how we met though.
It was a disco ball that you hung from the rear view mirror for your car. Just a decoration that I had bought. Because I thought it was cute and funny and eye catching and all the things I ever wanted to be. It was all that and it didn't need any help doing it. So I bought it, I hung it and it broke. And then it rolled around on the car floor for a while. Until it got stuck under neath the gas pedal one day after I pulled in to the driveway at Joshes house for the first time. So I grabbed it and held it out. Just like the picture above. And Josh said.
"What is it?"
And I didn't know what to say it was. Because it had changed from what it had been. So I just said.
"A ball."
And well... Who could argue with that? So then of course he was just like.
..."oh."
Then he asked.
"What do you do with it?"
So then right there I made up a game where you hold the ball in your palm. Let it roll down your arm and when it got to the crook of your elbow you snapped your elbow straight and it popped the ball in the air. If you could do all that and catch it. You won. So I say this is how we started. Because I found myself in a place where I saw a human being that I cared for. Sitting next to me. And I was petrified. So it was easy to look down and focus on the "Game" And mask my awkwardness with awesomeness... at disco ball popping. I was better than him for a while. It was prolly because I was so worried about nerding out. I had so much pain to hide that I knew I was eventually going to share with him. Which was scary and posed an almost unbearable gamble for me being open to rejection. Which just the thought of was already hurting. It was a nice activity to take my mind off my thoughts in my head. I was able to open up and get to know him. Laugh and joke around and try to sabotage his turn with the disco ball. We would play and talk for hours and just be with each other before there were ever any dates or parents to meet or before there was even an "us". And we were slowly able to grow to know each other and to become best friends. And that's how we got started. I think anyways. ;)
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Our 1st Valentines Date as a Married Couple.
February 14th 2011 was our first Valentines Day as a married couple and as our 1st Valentines Date it was special to us. So we wanted to go to our favorite restaurant. Texas Roadhouse.(!!!) We called ahead for a time and thank goodness we did because even with call ahead it was an hour and 50 minutes wait. So we arrive. We follow the waitress. We sit down. (All pretty normal so far? Keep reading.) So then Josh excuses himself to use the restroom... The next thing I know. I see Josh come around the corner. Almost knocking down a waitress and he has this kid in a candy store look on his face. So of course I'm intrigued. And he says the word... Baby. It's not really the word it self. It's the WAY it is said. It's been a key word in our marriage that goes beyond endearment for us. It's at times said in a way that signals to us. Pay attention cause you BIGTIME wanna hear this. Or look look look! (This applies mostly to Penny. Or the occasional outfit publicly gone bad) But in a more covert fashion. It's a loaded word. Said in a loaded way. Like a delicious potato. Now. That being said. Josh says THAT word in THAT way. So like I said. I'm intrigued. I think to myself... he just went to the bathroom... right?
If only i had baby... if only i had.
My bladder is full to bursting so as politely as i can i say excuse me and hurry to the restroom. Upon entering i notice nobody standing at the urinal so i shuffle in and handle my business. As im finishing up a father comes in with his little girl. She looks to be about 5 or 6 years old and she is potty dancing like a star. Not entirely out of place so i pay no special attention to this. He however points to the stall and says okay go ahead. She throws the stall open like and enters so happy go lucky and disappears for a minute. Im at the sink now washing my hands and preparing for a night out with my wife and as im checking myself out in the mirror....you know cause im danged handsome and i gots ta quality check...i see her come out. I think to myself thats pretty quick for a girl, even one so young. Her dad has the same idea and he asks "are you done?"
"No" she says like it's of no concern to anyone, "there's someone in there."
WHAAAAT! No Way! im thinkin to myself how was it so quiet if she bust in on somebody doing what goes down in the stalls.
At this point i stop a little, im interested and broke the number one rule of the mens room....i was staring.
Her dad looks at the stall which still has the door thrown open for all to see, and says "what?"
The little girl says "i went in and there is somebody in there using the bathroom."
Im giggling a little bit now thinking that poor guy in the stall has gots to be fa-rea-king out about this girl just stepping in on him and about the look on his face when I see the DAD walk into the stall! To verify his daughters story!
Yes! the stall where some poor random dude was relaxing in his bastion of solitude when an impetulant little girl meanders in and out, followed closely by her DAD.
He stops, finding that yes. There was "someone in there." Holds up his hand and says "sorry dude." Then quietly as he entered he left the all too crowded stall with a shy smile and a wave...like its all good now. He then decides only then though its probably a good idea to wait his turn for the stall.
So josh tells me this story. Then he stops dead and says. "That's him right there baby! That's him right there!" The stall victim is sitting at a booth behind us at the restaurant! He apparently was a BSU fan and had 3 long graying braids hanging down his back. So I turn to look at him and hear him say to his table mates.
"Well that could have gotten awkward real quick."
I don't know how that guy be living his life but that seemed pretty dang awkward to me!
just sayin.
If only i had baby... if only i had.
My bladder is full to bursting so as politely as i can i say excuse me and hurry to the restroom. Upon entering i notice nobody standing at the urinal so i shuffle in and handle my business. As im finishing up a father comes in with his little girl. She looks to be about 5 or 6 years old and she is potty dancing like a star. Not entirely out of place so i pay no special attention to this. He however points to the stall and says okay go ahead. She throws the stall open like and enters so happy go lucky and disappears for a minute. Im at the sink now washing my hands and preparing for a night out with my wife and as im checking myself out in the mirror....you know cause im danged handsome and i gots ta quality check...i see her come out. I think to myself thats pretty quick for a girl, even one so young. Her dad has the same idea and he asks "are you done?"
"No" she says like it's of no concern to anyone, "there's someone in there."
WHAAAAT! No Way! im thinkin to myself how was it so quiet if she bust in on somebody doing what goes down in the stalls.
At this point i stop a little, im interested and broke the number one rule of the mens room....i was staring.
Her dad looks at the stall which still has the door thrown open for all to see, and says "what?"
The little girl says "i went in and there is somebody in there using the bathroom."
Im giggling a little bit now thinking that poor guy in the stall has gots to be fa-rea-king out about this girl just stepping in on him and about the look on his face when I see the DAD walk into the stall! To verify his daughters story!
Yes! the stall where some poor random dude was relaxing in his bastion of solitude when an impetulant little girl meanders in and out, followed closely by her DAD.
He stops, finding that yes. There was "someone in there." Holds up his hand and says "sorry dude." Then quietly as he entered he left the all too crowded stall with a shy smile and a wave...like its all good now. He then decides only then though its probably a good idea to wait his turn for the stall.
So josh tells me this story. Then he stops dead and says. "That's him right there baby! That's him right there!" The stall victim is sitting at a booth behind us at the restaurant! He apparently was a BSU fan and had 3 long graying braids hanging down his back. So I turn to look at him and hear him say to his table mates.
"Well that could have gotten awkward real quick."
I don't know how that guy be living his life but that seemed pretty dang awkward to me!
just sayin.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
What I came home to! I Love this Holiday!
It was a huge chocolate candy box! With a heart shaped out of the candies.
The card he had waiting for me! It was a talking card that was hilarious! He also had a card he hand made in his communications class. I still need a pic of that one to put up.
Valentines date outfit! Yay! for red!
The card he had waiting for me! It was a talking card that was hilarious! He also had a card he hand made in his communications class. I still need a pic of that one to put up.
Valentines date outfit! Yay! for red!
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
So we are jumping on the Blog wagon! lol (me so funny) C'mon your so excited. That's ok. Us to! (Alright. Me more than joshy.) but it's all ok!
Today we went to go work out at the Idaho Athletic club by our place, (Josh worked out and lifted heavy things. I walked a little.) As most of you know, it snowed a ton! All yesterday, through the night, and for a good part of today, it just dumped on us. We haven't had a snow like this for a long time. Well, on our way to the Gym there was a suburban driving in front of us. When she went to switch lanes, the snow that was piled up between them, shot out all the way to the sidewalk. Right into the surprised face of a bundled up lady carrying her groceries home. It was terrible, yet oddly hilarious. ...and we wanted to share. With our friends and loved ones.
.....It fully almost knocked her straight over...Hahahahahahahaha i almost crashed cause i laughed so hard...than felt bad cause its cold wet and dirty.
.....It fully almost knocked her straight over...Hahahahahahahaha i almost crashed cause i laughed so hard...than felt bad cause its cold wet and dirty.
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