Pocket Buddy.

That awesome face is Taylor. I met him through my roommate in Provo two years ago. We had a tradition to get the best concoctions we could make of hot chocolate at 7'eleven and drink them while we put our feet in the pool at Old Mill, which was followed by wonderful conversations. He showed me the sweet show "Top Gear" and he even had that years thanksgiving at my house because I consider him family. He moved back home to Georgia to be totally awesome and go to law school. I'm so happy we've kept in contact and it makes my day when I get awesome messages from him. He is the biggest confidence builder any girl could have around. To the ladies in Georgia! Take advantage of what you have, because I don't get to! And Taylor, thanks for always being there and being a genuine human being. That is a breath of fresh air some days, and I love you for it! You still make me smile from so far away! You are great! Hang in there with the rigorousness of school, and until your next fantastic message! =]

The Love Birds.

FEAST YOUR EYES on the two most pesky lovers you'll ever meet.

But, they're actually really not that bad. I mostly just say that because Tyson knows I can and will, and I'm living up to my required "Nightmare In-Law" name pret-ty darn well for Miss Monica. Though, she knew me through my royally awkward phases so she probly can't be surprised with much else. I never would have thought in all my wildest dreams she'd actually be family, (Or that someone actually went through with it and married my brother...*shudder), but nonetheless I'm grateful she's in my life. It's been cool to go to yoga with her, and just talk like family does. We're kindof starting to get the hang of the whole "Sister" thing, I think. =]

 Tyson on the other hand....leaves pictures on my phone as such: 

I mean really? 

What exactly is he trying to do there...  ^ 

 We've been buds since the dogs were chasin' us when we was kids, so I'd say our relationship is at it's highest point so far in our lives. 

When they're over for sunday dinner aka free food, or "taking care of the dog" when no one else can, or better yet, when they take the liberty and park in the garage and I'm like:

I'm glad they live close enough that they're around. Yaaaaaay feelings and such =]

Homes.

Alright. This isn't the first time I've blogged about this girl. So she should feel extra special, obviously.  

http://mjshorty.blogspot.com/2011/01/introducing.html

I just put a link to a blog from years ago... social suicide? Sure, whatever. But she might actually kill me for those pictures there though, so I heres a shot at redeeming myself. 

TAH DAH. Oh kay, everyone lets all agree Carly is ridiculously gorgeous. That's true. We've been practically attached at the hip, (or the phone) since birth...been doing weird crap since the beginning!

Seriously, I think we're going to laugh at our fantastic track record for the rest of eternity for some of the stupid stuff we've done or gotten away with over the years! We have endless memories and an uncountable amount of stupid awesome moments captured in pictures like these:

                                               

 

Gems. Again with the social suicide thought... 

Some days we get together when we feel like this:

(She's beauty and she's grace...)

And we are also wizards. Secret is out. 

 I'm so happy she's been out here in Utah and closer to me so we can hang and make more epic memories. She's always listening when I need her, and updating me with the latest shenanigans goin down in life. No one has a sense of humor or can be as witty like Carly. Girl has always had my back, even when I haven't asked for it. She's one of the greatest girls I know, and I'm so grateful God put her in my family and in my life.  She knows me better than anyone, with the exception of only a few others. I'd do anything for her, I hope she knows that! =] Blood since birth, Besties fah lyyyfe <3

Grandma Woolsey

My Grandma LaRae is the classiest woman I know. She's always had an unspoken grace and poise about her.

Everyone says theres something special about their "Grandma's House," but I really don't think they can compare to mine. Ever since I was little when they lived close in California, I remember going over and having lessons about manners and festive tea parties with Grandma. If only I could cook like her! She reads recipe books on her down time like novels. Since I can remember she would always host gatherings with the BEST food! She would slave in the kitchen days in a row to prepare. I don't know anyone else like that! And like her! Always intuitive, and observant about the minor details either in a person or in her gorgeous interior design.

Our relationship is practically identical to Julie Andrews and Mia in the movie, "The Princess Diaries." I've actually had my own kind of "Princess Lessons" from her. 

It's my most favorite to sit and talk with her and hear her life stories, and how she used to dance with all of the military boys during the war. She is overflowing with knowledge and wise advice, and is ever ready to really sit and give the attention you need. She has biggest heart of gold I know.

How grateful I am for this stalwart of a woman in my life. She is my role model and idol, and I only aspire to the woman she has become. I surely love you Grandma Woolsey, I'm so happy we share your name!

My Little Man Squeeze!

KENNAAAYYYY, Kensington, Kennyboy, Mr. K swag. 

If you'd like to hear the most rewarding laugh, you HAVE TO hear my brother Kenny! His emotions are almost always readable on his face. His whole countenance changes when he laughs and he claps his hands together (only once) if its really funny.

He also gives the best high fives I think I've ever encountered with any person, and they make me laugh every time. I don't even know why, they're just that fantastic! My favorite though, are his hugs! He's on a streak if I'm home when he is (which is hardly ever anymore...dang work!) he comes in to say goodnight with a hug. Even if I'm grumps, he never fails and I think thats pretty cool! Kenny is a talker, but in a way I like. I get the low down on the latest days of boating and how much I missed out if I couldn't go, or how his passion of the American Fork Band is doing and about all of the intense requirements they have to do from practice to practice. One time this past summer He came in bragging about how awesome his lake day was and then passed out right on my floor from the early morning awesomeness.

He has the strongest persistence of anyone I know. If he doesn't clear the wake just right, he'll be up and at it again without a doubt. He is constantly on his Clarinet, or working at his PHENOMENAL grades for school. My favorite is when he is quick witty and funny too! A few Halloweens ago he made up his mind to learn "Careless Whisperer" on the sax and be the spin off of YouTube Sexy Sax Man. Watch here:

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He nailed it with PERFECTION! That was the funnest day with all of us kids together watching him get into it! What a classic!

Our family wouldn't be half as awesome without you Kenny Boy! I love everything that you are and have grown to be, and good luck with your band competition today! 

TREVOR PAGE.

Guys! Let me tell you about my super fantastic best friend!

 We met in the beginning of 2011, after the summer I decided to chop my hair off. 

I was over at Ventana with some friends, during a Jazz game party (I think my brother Tyson might still have those epic videos of everyone mad 'cause the Jazz were playing how they always do…HA YESSS.) 

We met and wanted to hang in the nearish future. I had NO idea a pretty golden friendship was starting its course. Nor did I see that I was going to cry the first night we hung out coming! Needless to say we were close from the beginning. Since then we've been through our high and lows and in or out of other relationships but we always got through it. There have been  

-2 trips to Vernal

-4wheeling

-over 6 offroading excursions

-more than 8 trips to Cafe Rio

and an uncountable amount of excellent conversations.

It's the kind of friendship most people hope for. He can be himself around me, and I can talk to him about anything and nothing. He's the friend that spontaneously shows up to work when you've had a rough day. We even have a secret pact if we're both old and single. I never would have predicted that we ended up where we are now almost 3 years down the road but, you can be sure I wouldn't trade it for anything. And I'm happy to keep this thang rollin. (He'll probly wear a dress for mah bridesmaid ah kay?) I'm so grateful for him and the things He's taught me, our friendship we have, and the memories we've made. Love you Trev, here's to more to come!