Miracle

July 2015

It's pretty rare that someone will pronounce my name correctly, even rarer that they spell it correctly even as I am spelling it out for them. I have never had a magnet or a pencil from a kitschy tourist trap shop with my name engraved on it nor do I give my actual name at the fast food joints that try to be all personable (just give me a number already). So imagine my surprise when my friend Belinda gave me this bottle of Coke she found with my name on it! Evidently she was just strolling through Target and found this beauty! Well to quote from The Smiths-"I've seen this happen in other people's lives, now it's happening in mine." 

Back to Kanarraville

We had to pick up Jace and Erick up from EFY Saturday morning in Cedar City so we figured why not make a weekend out of it. We drove up Friday, Lauren brought along her friend Brooke, and we stayed at Grandpa Robb's house. Saturday we picked up the boys and toured Grandpa Robb's flourishing garden while dodging the bees. Then we loaded up and drove up to Duck Creek and explored Mammoth Caves. As if that wasn't enough for one day, we changed, had a snack and once again hiked Kannarraville Falls. The kids had a great time with their friends and they even let me take some pictures!! Then just like that the weekend was over and we headed back home to Vegas. 

While Jace is Away We See a Play

July 20-25, 2015

Jace had the opportunity to spend the week at Especially For Youth (EFY) in Cedar City with his friend Erick and cousin Jake. Evidently he had a great time learning and meeting cute girls-HaHa! I didn't here much from him and he only sent me one picture all week that I practically had to beg for. 

While he was gone we went to Bye Bye Birdie at Spring Mountain Ranch. My parents joined us and we had a great time watching the play under the stars. Lauren even joined the Conrad Birdie Fan Club! Good times!

Now My Heart is Full

July 17-19, 2015

When your favorite artist isn't making a stop in your city, you plan a road trip. We chose to travel to Salt Lake for Morrissey's show because things can get a little chaotic at his California shows, plus we hadn't been to Salt Lake in years and the concert was being held at a quaint little venue. We drove up Friday, shopped, ate, and checked out the city. The concert was on Saturday; we spent the morning sleeping in, hitting record stores, and eating lunch, then we went back to our hotel and got ready and went and waited in line for the show. General Admission stinks because if you want a good close spot you have to put in the time! Luckily the The Depot, where the concert was being held, was downtown and part of a giant mall, so we took turns waiting in line. Once we got into the venue and got our spot, about 2 people from the front, we were stuck there because we didn't want to lose the space we waited so long to get. I think doors opened around 7pm and we stood in our coveted spot for about two hours before Morrissey finally came on stage. The waiting was brutal but so worth it once the concert started. As usual Morrissey put on a great show. Here's what we heard:

Setlist:

Suedehead / Alma Matters / Staircase At The University / Ganglord / Speedway / World Peace Is None Of Your Business / Kiss Me A Lot / Istanbul / Now My Heart Is Full / Mama Lay Softly On The Riverbed / Will Never Marry / I'm Throwing My Arms Around Paris / First Of The Gang To Die / I Will See You In Far-Off Places / The Bullfighter Dies / Stop Me If You Think You've Heard This One Before / What She Said / Meat Is Murder / Everyday Is Like Sunday // The Queen Is Dead

After the concert we met Harold hanging out by a black unmarked bus that was parked at The Depot. He was obviously part of Morrissey's crew because his shirt said so. Turns out he is the driver of Morrissey's bus- so we loitered for awhile, a long while, in hopes that we could just say hello to my love. We did get to see Morrissey walk out to the bus but he didn't come over and say hello. There was only about fifteen people hanging out so he very well could have taken a moment but Harold had warned us that he never socializes (which I know but still had hope). And so it goes, another night being so close yet so far away......

Photobombed by security!

Harold

Harold and the bus

Of course the out of focus pic you can see Morrissey- suit with white collar

And he's in