Las Vegas Trip

I have been so busy with work and school that I haven't been able to post anything for awhile. It is funny because I always get so angry when other people don't update their blogs. I am so selfish. :)

About two weeks ago, my friends and I went on a little road trip down to Las Vegas for the BYU-UNLV game. 5 people packed in a car is always fun--or something like that. Of course there was the routine fighting of who should get to sit in the front seat. Seeing as Jordan was driving, I felt that it was my right to sit in the front seat. I can feel justified with that, right? Apparently not... But after all was said and done, the trip was really fun. We stayed with Jordan's sister Megan (thanks!) while we were down there. Her little boys are so cute and they really liked the company.
In front of the Bellagio watching the fountains. Unfortunately someone had to take the picture, and for some reason, that lucky person was Jordan. And mine and Eric's heads are not resting together... he put his head next to mine right as the picture was taken.
This is us near the field after the game. As we were walking down there, Tara found $20. Apparently she thought we all saw it but just walked by. Trust me, if I see $20 on the ground, I am going to pick it up.
Before the game, we stopped by the ESPN Zone and played a few arcade games. This is me after beating Jordan at his own game. I could have done it one-handed, but I wanted to go easy on him. *YAWN* But seriously, I did beat him and I didn't even realize it until the end. It was awesome.
Jordan's nephews playing in the arcade. They had a lot of fun. Best thing about it: I don't think we spent a single dime on them--they just played the preview for the games over and over. They didn't know the difference though, so everyone won.
Naughty naughty... Tara lost $3 gambling and Michelle lost $5. Michelle was up to a whopping $10.80, but since she isn't 21 Tara refused to cash out for her. She said that it wasn't worth the trouble to make $5.80... I disagree.
I love this picture. Jack absolutely adores Jordan and was really sad when he left. I guess that just means that we will have to take more road trips. Darn.

Hooray for ME!

Last month I sent in my application to become a Public Relations major. I was really nervous about it because there is only about a 60% acceptance rate and that number decreases every semester. I tried to prepare the best I could, but my non-pre-requisite grades were not the best. I had good grades for my classes that really mattered, but those stupid generals were cramping my style. After I submitted my application, I had to go to an interview to see if I qualified. I didn't really prepare for the interview, but I figured it would be the same as any other interview--tell us about yourself, why do you want to be in this major, what will you have to offer, etc. WRONG! I went into the interview feeling a bit rushed (I was running late) and then was slapped in the face with the interview. Rather than being a typical interview, it was like a test! What did this term mean, what is an example of recent PR that was poorly handled, etc. I was shocked. I hadn’t even thought about that stuff for months, let alone prepared good answers to determine my fate. At the end of the interview, my interviewer even asked, “Are you doing ok?” Oh. Fabulous. Even my interview could sense my anxiety! I didn’t really feel that confident and started to just accept the fact that I wasn’t going to get in. I started planning to apply again. Last Friday was the day that we could pick up the acceptance/denial letters, but I decided not to pick them up because I didn’t want the letter to spoil my weekend. I figured I could go on Monday, but it would be such a hassle to have to go all the way to the middle of campus on my lunch break. I actually completely forgot about it until Jordan texted me and asked if I got in. I finally was able to walk down to the building to get my letter. I was too nervous to even open it. It was really light and seemed empty. I thought that must have meant that I didn’t get in since they didn’t really have any information about it. But I finally gathered the courage to open it and it said,

“Dear Kristine,
Congratulations! You have been admitted to the Public Relations program in the Department of Communications.”

My heart nearly dropped to the floor. What a relief!!! The only downside was that I was completely by myself and had no one to rejoice with! But who cares! I am in! WAHOO!

I Have My Nieces to Thank

When Hallie was first learning to talk, she could say some names so easily... mostly just Hannah. Well wanting to be the favorite aunt (which of course comes without trying), I decided that I had to have Hallie learn my name. However, Kristine isn't exactly the easiest name for a baby to say when they can barely say Mama or Dada... so I came up with a simple solution--I would provide them with an easy nickname--Teen. Simple enough, right? A baby can say that simple word, right? Wrong. What I ended up with is the rest of my family calling me Teen and the nieces attempting to call me Kristine.

Well, because of the young age of the babies, a few interesting names for me have surfaced. Laine has always attempted a few of my favorites. For a few months, she attempted my name and said "Ash-een". Well, the family felt it necessary to call me that as well... I guess just not to confuse her or something. So for a few months, I was either known as Teen or Asheen. Well since Laine's words are becoming a little more clear, my new name for the past few months has been "Ker-sheen". So once again, the family made the change and started to call me "Kersheen", "Asheen" or stayed with the classic "Teen" (You can check Natalie and Nicole's blogs for proof :) )

So the other day I was just sitting there and all of the sudden Jordan called me "Kersheen". It kinda caught me off guard and he could kinda tell that I thought it was kinda funny, so he has continued to call me "Kersheen" at ANY given opportunity. And he thinks it is soooooooooo funny when he does. So thanks to my nieces, I now answer to basically anything that has an "een" sound to it.

Update

I forgot to mention a little update on the crash. Jordan and I are both feeling pretty good. Jordan was a little sore the day of the accident, but had little pain the next day. I didn't ever really wear my neckbrace because I felt like an idiot. I was on Lortab all of Saturday where I slept through a football game in a room full of rowdy boys and then also took some on Sunday. I was literally asleep in church. I tried to stay awake with all of my might, but my eyes were rolling back into my head, so I laid on my roommate's lap and slept through Sacrament Meeting and Sunday School. I came home and slept from like 1-4 and then laid on a couch for the rest of the day sleeping in and out. I don't think I have ever slept more in a two day period in my entire life. I had to go off the medication Sunday night because I had work the next morning, but ended up going home early because I was completely useless because I was still groggy. :) I am still pretty sore and get worn out easily, but we are just happy that our injuries were few!

We don't really know what is going to happen with Jordan's car, but we are hoping that it is totaled because it will probably have a ton of problems if they have to try and fix it. But with three damaged panels, and a crack in the roof or rear windshield (I can't remember which), I am sure they will total it.

Thanks to everyone for calling and checking up on us. It really meant a lot!

Golfing... Always Room for Improvement

This past weekend (pre-wreck), we went golfing with Ben and Nat. It was fun to say the least. I decided to save myself from embarrassment and just drive the cart. And if I may say, I did a superb job at that! Jordan and I went straight from work so I was wearing some nice jeans and heels. I was expecting Natalie and Ben to make fun of me until the days end... but I was wrong. Natalie showed even more overdressed than I was! Who says you can't golf in designer jeans and stilettos?
(Sorry, I can't figure out how to rotate them! I have been trying for the last like 20 minutes and can not for the life of me figure it out. Please help!)

Anyway, so Nat whips out her stylish pink golf clubs and was forced to change shoes (pokey heels are not the best for the green.. although the golf course would have received free aeration:) ).
I thought that she was going to do horrible, but she did have a bit of skill. Ben and Jordan seemed to be enjoying themselves, although Ben was sometimes hitting about the same as Natalie was (sorry Ben).

I was perfectly happy with just driving the cart until Natalie insisted that I get out and try her amazing golf club. I looked like a fool and missed the ball like a zillion times, but then Jordan told me to aim for the ground. At first I thought, "Why in the heck would I want to hit the ground... that is going to get me absolutely nowhere." But then I really tried it and was able to hit the ball. The first time it went a meager 5 feet, but then I just kept hitting it and finally was able to get it to like 30 feet. I rock.

Nice form huh?

We saw some deer on the golf course and Natalie wanted to go up to them to see if they would say hello to her... as you can see from the picture, they were not so keen on the idea.

All in all, it was a fun time. Maybe next time I won't be so embarrassed and I will try to hit at more than 2 holes. :)

Oh... I also doubled as a flag girl. What would they have done without me?