Friday Letters

 DEAR OBGYN:

Going to you once a year is once too many if you ask me!

You are scary, your hands are cold & you make me sweat like a fat kid in a candy shop.

 

 

DEAR BLOG FRIENDS:

My little ginger Natalie, aka Fatalie moved to Hawaii for schoolio.

Now that she's moved from Salt Lake City (infamous for minivans with family stickers on the back window) to palm trees & ocean breeze, you can follow her adventures HERE
You won't regret it, she's  super cute AND funny.

 

DEAR DJANGO:
(The D is silent.)

YOU. WERE. AWESOME.

I would highly recommend it if you can stomach watching a Quentin Tarantino movie for 3 hours.

DEAR (attempted) PHONE THEIF:

You found my phone, SHUT IT OFF & I couldn't call OR track my phone.  

A complete stranger had my phone containing over 70 videos & 4,795 photos that seriously mean so much to me.

4,795 photos.. you read that correctly..

I'm happy to have my phone back THANKS TO MY MOM who went back and demanded hand it over.
CLEARLY I would have lost some real photo gems..

 

DEAR GYM:

I'm coming to you more often but you are still not quite on my friends list.

I can thank my sweet husband though for the glutamine pills in my stocking- and I can still barely move.

 

DEAR UTAH:
I have such a love/hate relationship with you. I love you until it snows like it did last night. My car was completely snowed in with NO chances of getting out. Thank you brother for the ride to work, and thank you bosses for understanding why I was an hour and a half late!

DEAR FOLLOWERS:

Last month my facebook started acting all crazy and wouldn't let me share any blog posts. Then my instagram stopped working- anytime someone tagged me in a post it wouldn't show up & I realized most of my captions never showed up either. I realized it was my blog link- so I had to change it.
It you try to use the old link it will tell you it's no longer there- I DIDN'T ERASE MY BLOG :)
The new address is: thegordongoodlife.blogspot.com

I had to add "the" - and my instagram is now working as well as my blog posts on facebook.
I have NO IDEA why it was doing this- if any of you know, PLEASE, enlighten me!

 

Happy Friday I hope everyone is warm and safe!

 

Friday Letters

DEAR FRIDAY 5:15AM

This is the time my alarm goes off to get to work.

All I know, is this morning I woke up & was feelin GOOD!

It's the first day all week I have woken up NOT feeling like I've been hit by a train.
It's FRIDAY, It's a LONG weekend & did I mention it's FRIDAY?

[thank you Friday]

 

DEAR ANTI-FREEZE LOCK SOLUTION,

Whoever invented you needs a kiss.

TWICE this week I had to pour boiling water on my car door & in the locks to get my car to unlock. Not okay when it's freezing outside.

My locks are now as easy as a high school girl on prom night!

[So THANK YOU wonderful solution. You made my life a little easier.]

 

DEAR FRIENDS,

I am SO EXCITED for our Ladies Christmas Party tonight!

Ugly Christmas Sweaters here we come..
Did I mention I have a friend driving down from IDAHO for this??
I have the best friends in the world. You can expect to see some awesome pictures from this.

[thank you awesome friends]

 

DEAR HUSBAND'S BOSS

I'm more than a little sad Spencer is seriously scheduled to work Christmas morning.

Enough said.

[No thank-yous for you boss man.]

DEAR KESHA

When your song came on the radio this morning & I was having my own jam session, it hit me like a ton of bricks. HOW APPROPRIATE!!! I thought the song "Like we're gonna die young" was the perfect song to be listening to since it's clearly the end of the world today..

Hopefully today when the world ends I'll go out looking like Kesha.

All sweaty and glittery..

 

 

Happy End of the World TODAY Everyone!
I can't wait to hear your stories tomorrow!



Friday Letters

DEAR FRIDAY: 

I merely look forward to you because I get to wear jeans at work. Which means once a week, I feel like I look decent while sitting at my desk. Thank you Friday.

 

DEAR DAD:
It's your birthday on Saturday and I'm kind of excited because that means I get dinner and cake! Even though you say you hate your own birthday, festivities and presents.. I think you're lying. I'm excited to give you the same wonderful gift I give you every year..
 The amazing gift of having me as your daughter.
BAHAH

DEAR POST OFFICE:
I don't know why I hate you so much. But I do. You give me the worst anxiety and make me sweat. I am literally fearful walking into the building. Maybe the phrase "going postal" has something to do with it?
Anyways, I had to visit you earlier this week to send one of many Christmas packages. Your long lines, hustle and bustle made me more comfortable than the typically quiet tile hall, flickering lights and the smell of fresh-licked stamps. Everyone working was actually nice too. Must be the Christmas Spirit!

DEAR HUSBAND:
Thank you for being patient with me.
Especially when you are volunteered to make gingerbread houses for the Ward Christmas Party you aren't even able to attend, and to clean the rain gutters at my parents house.
.I love you.


DEAR SANTA CLAUS:
In my mind I've always pictured you looking something like this:

Except growing up in the Brockbank Household we know you like Diet Coke better than regular.

False advertising.

 

..Well last night I went with family to take the girls and the triplets to see you, Santa. I was a little shocked when I turned the corner and realized you are actually Hispanic..

..I had no idea..

CLEARLY I wasn't the only one who was a little more than surprised...

 

 

HAPPY WEEKEND!

Gym Time/Friday Letters

YESTERDAY

I got my ass handed to me at the gym.

 

I've been a total gym rat before.. CLEARLY not as of lately.

When the weather started to cool down I was SO excited to go to my mom's house and get all of my cute jeans out! It was a TOTAL bummer realizing NONE of them fit anymore.

 

The freshman 15 never applied to me, but marriage 15 sure as H does.

The sexy skinny jeans I was wearing on our HONEYMOON (8 months ago..) Will not even go up past my thighs.

MAJOR BUMMER.

 

I'm not one to look at a number on a scale. TO ME, it doesn't mean anything.

I'm more concerned about how I'm feeling over a number on the scale.

I'm not claiming to be fat. Don't get me wrong here..

I am claiming that my body is changing. It's reminding me that I'm not 17 anymore & can't shovel in my food like I enjoy doing oh so much.

 

SOO. After lots complaining about my clothes fitting funny for months, my sister finally convinced me to go to body pump with her yesterday. This is a class I used to go FAITHFULLY to every week.

In short.. I almost died.

I can't believe how little weight I put up & how sore I am today.

 

My Goals:
Gym at LEAST 3 times a week.

Drink TONS of water- (this one isn't too hard for me since I cut out soda & Carbonation almost 2 years ago!)

NO fried foods.

...I figured if I wrote them here for everyone to read I'm more likely to actually do them...

 

I'm totally taking before and after pictures for my own sake.
If the results are awesome enough, maybe one day I'll be brave enough to put them up.

It's time for this little squishy monster to get toned.

 

Fatalie clearly had tons of energy still, I was beat.

AND OF COURSE, we loved on Winston.

.................................................................................................................................

 

DEAR RELIEF SOCIETY ARMS,I'm stopping you before you get any worse.

 

DEAR OUT OF SHAPE,

You won't be here much longer.

I will be able to run to the mailbox without being winded, I promise. hahaha

 

DEAR LOVE HANDLES,

I'm planning on getting rid of you first So grandpa won't comment on how large you are becoming. (....yeeep.. this really happened...)

 

DEAR NIKE SHOES THAT I BOUGHT BECAUSE YOU WERE CUTE,

You will be getting a lot more use. Twice in 6 months doesn't cut it.

 

DEAR FRIED FOOD,

I love and hate you all at the same time.

Goodbye..

 

 

Happy Friday Folks!

 

 



My Friday Letters

DEAR HUSBAND: Happy 8 months of being married!
(I love you to the moon & back)

DEAR TWILIGHT: I'm super stoked to see you this weekend.
(You too Jacob..)

 

 

DEAR COLD MEDICINE: If you don't kick in ASAP this weekend I might die.
(25 days of being sick & counting)
 

 

DEAR CLIENTS: I'm so excited to do your lashes this weekend!
(this means girl talk)
 

 

DEAR MIKELL: Why did you volunteer to teach Relief Society on Sunday?

(Can't seem to kick the dreams where I'm totally unprepared...)
(Everyone Wish Me Luck!)
 

 

DEAR CHRISTMAS SALES: Don't you know you make Christmas shopping hard for me?

(One for you.. Two for me....)
 

 

DEAR WALKING DEAD: I can't wait to find out who is on the phone with RICK!
(I have to wait until Sunday NIGHT?!)

 

 

 

All I know, is that I'm excited for this weekend & I'm also excited for it to be over.

(Whaaat?!) 

My Friday Letters.

DEAR IMMUNE SYSTEM: Are you FREAKING kidding me?! Nope. You aren't. I'm sick. AGAIN! You have failed me miserably.

(Here I am sitting at my desk looking all sad, sick & pathetic with my hot apple cider and chipped nails. I'm wishing "Jeans Friday" was more like sweat pants-and-hideous-ugg-boots-Friday.)



 

DEAR SNOWY WEATHER: I don't like how cold you are. But you sure look pretty from my office. You've also given me a reason to buy new new snow boots. Yay for new shoes!

 

DEAR FREEZING HOUSE: Good news for you. It's snowing outside. That means I should probably turn the furnace on now after avoiding you for so long.

 

DEAR WEEKEND: I've been really looking forward to you. It's going to be a pinterest craft kind of weekend!

 

DEAR KATIE: Thank you so much for featuring my guest post on your blog today!
EVERYONE CHECK IT OUT HERE!

 

 

HAPPY FRIDAY!!

My Friday Letters

DEAR HUSBAND, again, thank you for being so good to me. Yesterday I came home to a clean kitchen, bathrooms, floors vacuumed, bed made & everything picked up.

Either you love me, or you want somethin-somethin.

 

DEAR WEEKEND, Thank you for finally being here. I get sick of waiting for you throughout the week.

 

DEAR NOVEMBER, I really would hate you if you didn't bring such delicious food with you. So.. I guess thank you.

 

DEAR PINTEREST, You bring me some SERIOUS entertainment. E-cards, I love you.

 

 

Amen.

 



My Friday Letters

DEAR SNOW I really do hate you. You are too cold and wet. But at least you make driving to work interesting. I feel like I'm flying through space in my car with my headlights on.

 

DEAR COLD I've had all week. You suck. And you've made me  OH so miserable.

 

DEAR MUCINEX COLD SYRUP I love you so much. I drank you so often, you actually started to make me gag.

 

DEAR PUFFS PLUS WITH LOTION Whoever invented you deserves a Popsicle. You made my runny/stuffy nose feel loved.

 

DEAR CABIN SOCKS There is really nothing quite as comfortable and soft for my tootsies. I will be buying more of you. Lots more of you.

 

DEAR ALMOND JOY CREAMER Thank you for existing. You just made my hot chocolate and my life 100 times better.
 
DEAR BUNNY WINSTON Thank you for being cute. Always, all the time. You made me feel better when you'd hop and run around. I made you love me while I was sick by bribing you with lots of treats. You even shared your bunny popcorn

DEAR HUSBAND Thank you for the treats you bought me when I was feeling most miserable. Medicine, soup, movies, balloons, apple sauce and treats. You made me feel so loved & cared for.
Also, thanks for not judging when you came home from work and I was on the couch with tissues stuck up my nose.

DEAR BROTHER Thank you for loving Halloween as much as I do. I'm glad you don't mind spending HOURS at Halloween City with me. Our costumes are AGAIN, going to be off the chain! woot!

DEAR RYAN, MY BOSS Thank you for making me a man-sized breakfast burrito today for breakfast. I ate ALL OF IT, an orange juice & a donut. Now I'm happy.

DEAR TAYSWIFT I love you. And your new CD.


Happy Friday!
Any fun plans for the weekend??