My Life is Average

So I have recently been introduced to this new site by my friend Kim, obviously it is called My Life is Average. Random people just write everyday things that happen to them that they think are funny. I think my life is pretty average too.

Why am I even on the computer right now writing this new post? Well that is a good question. I have consumed the caloric intake of a 500 lb obese man today. I decide it would be a good idea to hit the gym up. Being that I just went to the gym I think to myself that I should probably not eat something fatty when I get home. For some reason I steam broccoli...I know...now I feel so sick and our house stinks and this is the only room that I can be in that won't make me want to vomit. So here I sit. And something sad just happened to me. I went to get into the shower and decided to see what damage I have done today and got on the scale. Well I stepped on it weird and it make a crack noise!!! What do you think when your scale makes a crack noise? This should be something to laugh at but no I am on my period so it made me feel bad. Then I was in the shower and laughed that I felt bad about that! Poor Adam has to deal with this....

Speaking of the gym. There is this little Mexican man about 5'4 named Manny. He talked to Adam and I once and I never thought anything of it. The next time I am there without Adam he seeks me out and asks if that guy is my friend, boyfriend, husband....CREEP! HUSBAND Manny, that guy I was with is my husband, now stop talking to me! So he continues to try to talk to me every time I am there. Why do we have the same gym schedule? And why has Adam suddenly gone anti gym on me? Ug...Now I pretend not to see him or hear him pretending my ipod is really up that loud. I should be more creeped out by him but we are about the same height and weight so I know I could take him.

Tuesday in one of my classes I am just sitting there wishing the time would pass sooner, not paying attention. This kid behind me raises his hand and says "hey I'm 8 years old and I still suck on my mothers tit!" What! Did he just say that?? Oh gosh...needless to say we were talking about Freud and his psychosexual stages theory.

In this same class there is this funny looking but very polite girl sitting in the front. There are probably 40 people in this class. The teacher is lecturing and someone in the back sneezes, this girl turns and says "bless you" to him. Weird. Then it happens two more times! She keeps saying bless you in the middle of class. Our teacher snapped finally and said "OK no more!" At least she is polite. Then I think to myself who are all of these weird psych majors I am surrounded by on a daily basis?

In this same class I have gotten my first D+ on a test in college.....oops...And yes, this same class is where Kim introduced me to this website. Go figure.

Last semester in my health psych class I was sitting by this girl who was typing vigorously. I knew she couldn't have been taking notes so being nosy I start reading what she was writing on her laptop. I was in for a shock. She was writing some love drama/soap opera that was kinky, crazy and actually kind of sad. I would try to sit by her every class. I am such a bad person but it was so funny I couldn't help it. My group wasn't there for an assignment once so I asked her if I could be in her group so I could see what she was like aside from her writing. I am a bad person but that was so intriguing. And no she never got to the end. I wonder who ended up with the baby?

The Salt Lake Wal-Mart is the scariest place ever! I think a guy tried to sell me drugs once but I didn't understand what he was saying since I don't know all of the drug users lingo. I won't go there alone, I will go with Adam but only if he carries his concealed, and even then I am jumpy. The last time literally the last time I was at Wal-Mart alone a bird almost flew into me in the parking lot which is more traumatic to me than a normal person since I am scared of birds. Then in line this crazy lady butts me! What? Really? I was just too afraid of her to say anything. Good thing Adam wasn't there he would have gotten us in a fight or even killed. This place is crazy.

I can't tell this whole story but the gist of it is that Adam got in a fight with the Blockbuster guy because they double charged us $4! I laughed so hard when Adam was telling me this story. He held up the line for five minutes and they were yelling at each other over $4...

Adam has a math tutor from the university. So he texts his tutor about their meeting time and he gets this text back the next day: "Yes, we can meet at 3. I was in bed asleep last night when you texted me. You should never text me after 9 and defiantly not after 1o. We laughed at that for a few days. At least his tutor is good at math.

Rollins-Graff Time= Always a Good Time

On Presidents Day (BOO president Obama) we went to lunch at Chili's--we finally decided after much indecisiveness on our part; ate at the smallest table ever, where they double charged us after looking at our bank account the next day.... To our next stop: the Aquarium in Sandy! So here is our picture....Oh yeah and please notice that every time we hang out Stu is wearing BYU attire or something dark blue and Adam puts on every Utah item he owns. Love it.

Valentines Day 2010

Stealing this idea from Facebook:

Adam and I met in May 2008 in a singles ward at the Dixie State 4th ward. That was my ward, Adam was home for the summer, once he met me that was his new ward too. :) He convinced me to ditch my plan of Utah State and to move to Provo, the only place in Utah I never wanted to end up. But at the end of the summer his charm had done me in and I was his official "Provo girl". (I hated it when he would call me that). We dated for a year and we were married on May 1, 2009. We now live in Salt Lake and love married life.

Valentines 2010--our cute little candle light dinner

Valenties 2009--notice that my nails are done....you can give me that ring anytime now Adam...anytime now would be great! Luckily for me (or should I say him) a week later we were engaged.