if you were the floor i'd wanna be the rug

My computer has owned me this week.

i have been eating out of its stupid plastic hand. But i've finally finished and uploaded my valentine project for my dear sweet husband...and its not even March! Take that old farty computer (just kidding apple i still love you)

*thanks to those who sent in your kids love quotes. It was fun reading them (and i wish there was space to include them all!) Thanks to the moms of Jack, Travis, Sadie, Adrian, Quinn and Gibson for letting me include their adorable thoughts on love with you here :) kids are so silly.


team Boo ♥'s you

I don't believe in one ways streets. Not between friends and not while i'm driving.

Can i make a confession?...call me a birthday scrooge, but phone calls on birthdays can be such a piece of crap*. All it means is that you have to do a run down of what you've done (or plan to do) like 17 times, all the while wasting any activity time you could be having with your wife who keeps trying to do stuff for your birthday but instead has to watch you talk on the phone...all day. It is a sweet thought (or possibly just obligatory?), but really...call the next day, send a card, or my personal fave...a text (both economical and time savvy!) Ba hum bug.

*Insert foot for when my kids are grown and away...in which case birthday phone calls are my favorite thing in the world.)

happy 29th birthday lover!

(and yes his glasses are pink)

team Boo ♥'s you

(...and handsome bob)

whatta man.

Last week my man and i had our 8th anniversary...and much like Mary Catherine Gallagher, I feel my thoughts for my Handsome Bob can be best expressed through the classy lyrics of a song (by some of my junior high favorites Salt n' Peppa teamed up with the timeless vocal divas formerly known as En Vogue...this may only make sense to you if you were paying attention in the 90's).

So to quote some lines that come to mind (and are clean enough for this blog) "I'd like to take a minute or two and give much respect due to the man that's made a difference in my world...

a. my man says he loves me (never says he loves me not).

b. he spends quality time with his kids when he can. secure in his manhood because he's a real man.

c. not a fake wannabe trying to be a pimp.

d. he's a God sent original, man of my dreams.

e. it is me that he's choosin'. with him Im never loosin'. and he knows that my name is not Susan (although my middle name sorta is).

f. anytime i need him he's always got my back...never disrespectful ('cause his momma taught him that).

I gotta good man.


...So here's to the future cause we got through the past
and i finally found someone who can make me laugh
(ha ha ha ha ha)
you so craaazy...
I think i wanna have yo baby." 
(...or three of them. is there and higher/classier compliment than that?)

happy anniversary lover.

"Superstar!"

team Boo ♥'s you


(my hands down favorite line is "e"...it reminds me of my terrible poems from third grade)

stuff that's jacked and some that's funny...

Call me resentful, but if i read one more blog post about the "new autumn feeling" or the "changing fall colors", or the "hot cider and cardigan-wearing-crisp-air" i am going to projectile vomit all over my laptop. The closest we have come to Autumn here in AZ is the Winnie the Pooh on (what feels like) terminal repeat and a leftover pumpkin spice candle from 2009. When we are feeling particularly desperate we hole up in the basement to watch Harry potter. It usually ends with me alone, wearing my winter cloak, curled up in a fetal position. Its a sad attempt, but we are just trying to keep up with the Jones's ;)

Something that has made me smile despite my $600 dollar air conditioning bill...
The 30 Rock premiere played the "would you rather" game. 

Have you found your "pube shirt"? (watch the last 4 minutes)

I know i have...

I've been getting a kick out of the content inspired ads that Google comes up with in my side bar:

baby face generators
funny dirty joke finder?? (what-ev)

reading babies!?

actually baby face generators are kinda hilare.

last week i mixed Fred Armisen with an otter for Robin,

what did i expect?? 
A cute little fuzzy nerd, that's what. 
It was a no go...way to freaky mutant to post.

team Boo ♥'s you

ask Boo: "babies havin' babies"

{via 9000}

How old were you and the hubs when you had Elyott? 

(it's getting juicy folks...)

Ah, my fave. Mostly cause when i tell people in person, i can literally hear the calculator buttons "be boop-ing" away in their heads. With this, while i'm at it, i might as well give you a little background into how this "Dikefest" came to be...

Adam and i were friends in high school. P.W.S.T (Pals With Sexual Tension, but only pals nevertheless.) We always dated other people, but somehow ended up going to homecoming together most years (you know, as friends). He told me in General business class he was gonna marry me someday. I told him he was dumb and his breath smelled (i was such a brat.). He told me "you'll see". It's these conversations that really started to lay the romantic foundation we have today ;) We randomly made out one time before we graduated and we went our separate ways to college. A couple semesters later we were still friends via sporadic telephone calls (all from him to me, i always had a strict "no calling boys policy" that he never agreed with...but guess what?? it worked sucka!). We made out one more time when he came to visit me at ASU and we were hooked. (yadi yadi yadda, skip ahead about 2 years...)

We got married at 19 (me) and 20 (him). And had our sweet Elyott (eh eghm...) 4 months later! I do not recommend this (referring to the timing, not the kid :) To me, my wedding was quite honestly, a disaster. I felt overwhelmed by our families and completely disoriented. Adam and i knew we were crazy about each other, but at that age I was so impressionable and unaccustomed to standing up for what i felt was best (which was take some time to get my bearings). Before long, we were thrust into parenting life before we even knew what hit us. 

Times were hard before we found our rhythm, but we powered through and were able to beat the odds. Adam is my most FAVORITE friend of all time! and such a great companion for me. I love him. like a lot. Plus he's hot. We figure out parenting and being in love day by day, just like everyone else. It's been 8 years of marriage and we are SO stoked to be together. Sometimes I forget how hard it felt in the beginning, because now (and i hate to sound trite) it is such an amazing experience to have under my belt. It was crazy, but we gained SO much faith in Heavenly Father's plan for us, LOVE and some good healthy perspective! 

"Blammo!" is what we like to say to the naysayers from long ago...

"We are the Dikes and we are nailing it!"

team boo ♥'s you

(BTW i stole that last line from Reagan who's family is also, so i've read, "nailing it")

homies, lovers and friends

Even though you always use my toothbrush, cause you forget mine is the green one, and that you happened to have a green toothbrush like 2 years ago (again, french kissing and wiping your tooth scum onto mine are not the same thing)...

...even though you listen to the lamest music, like 2001 style R kelly, so much that our preschooler makes regular requests for the "freakin' weekend song"

...even though you'll willingly let your softball leg wounds ooze into our sheets

...I love you through and through

♥ Happy anniversary lover.

(*and just as two wrongs don't make a right, 

I realize some random drawing and a silly backhanded post don't make a suitable anniversary gift

...but that's how we roll ;)

(p.s. the wedding photo above is basically opposite day of what we looked like at our wedding. I don't even think Adam could have grown a mustache yet....think pregnant teenagers ;) 

good old fashioned lover boy

Remember Stacie and Geoff?? (aka "Steoffrey ")

well....just when you thought they couldn't be any cuter....here is another reason to envy their love .  They drew us in with their yellow balloons and wedding headbands and now vow to keep us enchanted by their suspenders and innocent vintage picnic togetherness! It is no secret that I am in love with loving the love of these two...lovers. Or that my mind is (clearly) running on mere fumes every time I sit down to blog, and that the fusion of those two ingredients (not to mention my savage jealousy of all things un-pregnant) makes my brain feel swollen and tired.

Of course neither photo op would have been half as amazing if it weren't for Matt and Angie Sloan, the visionaries that make up Sloan photography (aka "Mangie") whose behind the scenes adorableness is enough to make me want to kick puppies.  And their talent....oh the TALENT!!  Hey Mangie...if you ever have any artistic vision for an out-of-breath-resentful-chubby-girl-in-maternity-pants photo shoot, you know where to find me ;) Or if you just have some advice on how to convince my husband to dress in something other than basketball clothes for the sake of a old world lovers photo shoot, that would work too. Here are a couple gems of inspiration to get to get your ball rolling...

you're welcome.

And Steoffrey...if you ever want to like...hang out, or even just let me sit on your couch while I watch you giggle and make frozen pizzas together...Mangie knows where to find me.

project boo: by kera

hers's a shout out to a far away lover, summer video style: the fabulous and insanely gorgeous kera is missing her man...and with good reason . take a look at this sweet love story...

to my lover oh so far away by Kera 

thanks kera, you rocked it.

May your reunion be a speedy and happy one!

{there's a joke in there that I am much to ladylike to make

...but just barely}

love notes by erin.

{picture by naomi davis }

Last week i asked you ideas of ways you show your love.  One of my favorite responses came from the very lovely ERIN...just read how sweet this is:

"My grandfather used to hide 'love notes' made on an old school label-maker (the kind that embosses the lettering) around the house. They all say "Joe loves Dot" and the date he printed it. My parents live in my grandparents' former home, and I love opening up a random cabinet and finding his little love notes."

a love note.

Please know how madly in love I am

...and how much I appreciate all that you do for us.

The hardest thing I deal with on a daily basis

is not smothering you...

you are irresistible.


{love, Adam}

*don't get carried away though...this isn't typical...i suppose thats why i posted it. He's more of a, how should i say?...."slap my butt" kind of guy ;) but even those kinds of husbands have their moments ;)

play nice.

These two are in l♥♥♥ve. 

{for now anyway}

Let's all love a little more this weekend, shall we?

i love him...

wait, no this guy.

{but that other guy rocks too}

map shmap!

Something that i should be ashamed of but, regardless, am going to post riiiight here...

The other day Adam sauntered into my office with a crooked grin, and right away i knew this it was going to be bad or humiliating in one way or another...

ADAM: "Hey, can you tell me where Milwaukee is?"

(Awww crap...i thought, knowing that my skills of geography left much to be desired, but the competitor in me wasn't going to give up so soon)

ME: "I know that they have a team there called the Brewers" (hopeful this might impress him enough to let me off the hook). 

ADAM: "Yes, but what state do they play for?" (still with his antagonistic smile) 

(long pause......) 

ME: In a desperate attempt..."Okay, uuuuuuuuh, Vermont, no!....Philadelphia!!" i blubbered out.  

Needless to say, Adam got the laugh he was craving . For not only did i not know the state....my final guess was, in fact, another CITY (he tells me i'm "funny" but i am now certain that what he really means is: I'm funny when i'm dumb. He does love me FYI) Stupid Milwaukee, who lives there anyway??

But, now i know all i'll ever need to know about Milwaukee: they refer to their soft drinks appropriately as "soda" (instead of the nails on a chalkboard "pop") and the average high in September is a very non-arizona 73 degrees. Okay, so maybe it's not so stupid after all...'aina?' (a common phrase used there)...Okay nope, it's still pretty dumb.

Did you know the answer?? (besides you silly Wisconsin natives)

*also: at the time of "9.11" i thought the Pentagon (in Washington D.C.) was on the west coast...yikes! We all have weaknesses, geography is most definitely one of mine.