We're off to a great start

What you get when you go on a double date and your husbands are nerds who are trying to activate their Panera Bread cards to get free pastries...

 The second half of Christmas break was great. We rang in the new year with monopoly, sparkling grape juice, and fireworks. I can just tell 2013 is going to be the best year ever! I'm a week into my goals and so far so good...I have them apportioned by month. I am currently working on a.) flossing every day b.) completing Jamie Eason's 12-week program on bodybuilding.com. I start today. This will be my fourth start today. I've never made it past week 2 for the last 6 weeks. But this time it's going to be different (tongue firmly in cheek, but optimistic nonetheless!). c.) Not eating any dessert until my birthday (which is in October). So far, I've done great. Except....

 We went to Disneyland. And I stood in the pineapple Dole Whip line (with all the rest of the world, 40 minute wait), but everyone told me that I needed to try one of these "Pineapple drinks." Now, it was worth every single goal breaking sip, but I don't count it as a total failure, because when purchased, I honestly believed it was going to be pineapple juice. But I am so, so glad it wasn't.

 We did Disney with the entire Leavitt collective. We rented a house together and took over Disney like the wild pack of fun loving animals we are. The kids did AWESOME and even though we were sandwiched in the park like sardines and stood in record breaking lines, I still loved every minute of it! Having that many adults really allowed us some good divide, conquer and a quality 16-of-us-just-cut-in-front-of-you-because-that's-Grandma-who-held-our-spot-for-the-last-60-minutes-so-so-sorry-excuse-me-was-that-your-foot-I-stepped-on?-Pardon! strategy.

Happy New Year from Radiator Springs!!!

Christmas 2012

 We had the best Christmas this year! I think it was thanks in large part to how many service opportunities we had. It's cliche, but it works- when you put Christ in Christmas in just gets better. Go figure! 

This is Abby and I all gussied up for one of those service moments. We were getting ready to drop a gift off at someone's door and were going to run. Abby and I are similar in that the moment anxiety and fear hits, we go deer-in-the-headlights. I know we all talk about flight or fight. The missing 'F' word? Freeze. Thus, costumes were necessary in case we stood frozen legged on their lawn and were discovered. Fortunately, each night we did this, we were able to squeal our tires down their quiet street before discovery. Which is good, because if I found two homeless looking ladies in cheap sunglasses and Disney Princess wigs had dropped me a gift, I might be nervous to pick it up off the front porch.

We of course had to see the big guy. This was the Santa at Springs Preserve. Abby this year asked for one thing: a green pen like her teacher uses to correct papers with. I love this kid! Her teacher told me that she is the most well adjusted, giving only child she's ever met. (Which I take as a high compliment since she is the mother of an only child.) I've got to say, I fully agree. We added a new Christmas movie to our repertoire this year, "Stalking Santa." It's a mock-umentary about a guy who is a Santaologist and he is going to prove the existence of Santa. When asked the question about how does Santa make it to every child's house in one night, he goes through a hilarious set of graphs and numbers, adjusting for non-Christian households, non-believers, etc. in an attempt to show it's actually quite possible for Santa to deliver presents in one night. At the end of his explanation he says, "Oh, and of course you have to take out all of the single-child families, because you know those kids are spoiled and won't get nuttin'!" To him I say poo! Abby's buckin' the standard deviation!!

We may or may not have had a fair amount of treats. We started a new tradition this year. Abby, who is pining away in her love for Cayden Smith in her first grade class (who, sadly, moved to Texas...not, however, sad for Brandon who is happy to see him go) announced that Cayden's family leaves those rubbery chocolate mini donuts for Santa and thus we should do. I am sorry, but I know the Santa that visits our house wouldn't touch those donuts (well, that's not true, their covered in chocolate- santa would probably eat a whole sleeve truth be told). However, we are trying to keep our standards up and instituted the fresh, homemade donut on Christmas eve tradition. And let me tell you, it's a keeper! We kept the donuts coming long after Christmas eve....we are all a little sick and a bit more rotund, but it's hot donuts, so we won't complain.

This was the Leavitt Lady's one horse open sleigh this year. Brandon was gone for a fair share of weekends during December and Abby and I delivered presents, decked the halls, and spread out holiday cheer while listening to 106.5. Abby took this picture while we were delivering gifts on a Saturday morning. Please note my coordinating Christmas outfit. I love a theme outfit.

 Another Christmas tradition...and the taste of defeat is still bitter in my mouth. Our annual Gingerbread house competition. Here are the entries displayed in order of success from left to right. Seeing our little blue house is second from the left, you'll understand that we came in second to that little log cabin number. Which, is fine. If uncle Ryan wants to spend $50 bucks at Smith's to whomp on his brothers, sisters and their small children, then that's just all fine and Christmasy. The annual trophy goes to Ryan...but just you wait...I'm going to get a pinterest board just dedicated to gingerbread house design and construction. Moving on...

 Now this is how gingerbread houses should be done. I was able to help Abby's class build gingerbread houses this year (they tied it into their math lessons, because they should be 'symmetrical'). Loved it! Loved the frosting mustaches, dipped pony tails, sugar crusted elbows...I love first graders. This is a great age!

 Another great tradition, the santa train! And again, Brandon missed it (he was snowboarding with his pal Clay). This is Abby with Mrs. Claus. When she stopped by us I said, "Mrs. Claus, please meet Abigail, she's a huge fan!" Abby beamed, because she is truly a big fan. We had a long conversation with Mrs. Claus about how she is under represented in Christmas lore and that she undoubtedly does much more than she gets credit for, and that it's a shame that such a positive female role model doesn't get more notice or attention. She affirmed that this is sadly the case and encouraged us to keep up the fight for female folklore figurehead suffrage. We promised her we would. Overall, very positive experience.

 We went on the Santa train with 50 of our closest friends, including the Chatwins. This is Abby's pal Emma. On the ride we had a great view out the window of desert, trash, and some guy sleeping on the rocks with a back pack. I love scenic Nevada!

Abby and her pal Lacey riding "Reindeer" at Springs Preserve (they are really ponies with antlers on). Springs Preserve was a great night. The South Pointe primary was invited to sing 2 twenty minute sets and they would pay us. We practiced hard, we had some fabulous  numbers, I got to play the piano in public for the first time ever. It was great! We used the money to fund a service project of delivering gifts and cards while caroling to the single ladies and widows in our neighborhoods and ward. It was super, duper fun!

Other Christmas noteables: 

• Abby went roller skating for the first time. Yes, she skated into the wall (that's why they're carpeted, don't worry, she's fine) but she loved every minute of it!
• Cookie decorating party and pizza with our friends. Good, deafening fun!
• Brandon went to his company christmas party in Missouri. Had a great time, other than having to share a hotel room with another attorney he didn't know. 
• Ward Christmas party was fun this year and the primary sang. Love my primary kiddos! 
• We had a farewell dinner with our friends, the Marthalers. They're moving back to Arizona. It is tragically sad for us and good for them. They have been such an inspiration of faith, fun, and positivity. They will be sorely missed.
• Went to Bass Pro shop with our friends the Smiths. They have a great Santa!
• Annual Hanson Christmas party was super fun! I came back with a full Rudolph outfit for my car...which, I lacked the courage to put on and I am terribly surprised by that. I do, however, feel like I could easily do the wreath on the grill.
• Saw the living nativity/petting zoo (you wouldn't think those two things go together, but they do) at the Green Valley Baptist church. Such a quality production. Highlight of my Christmas! 
• Had a big Leavitt/Wallace Christmas lunch and were able to see Delmont and Wanda. 
• Saw my friend Becky sing with her Sisters. "Breath of Heaven" brought tears to my eyes!
• Had a marshmallow roast with some of our friends, the gerace boys, and the missionaries. 
• While Brandon was snowboarding, he developed altitude sickness, puked 12 times on one run. Probably most miserable snowboarding experience of his life.
• Abby had her traditional meltdown that santa was coming. Whole concept is terrifying to her. She had nightmares all night and couldn't get to sleep because the idea of some stranger coming into her house is creepy. She left plates of oats and carrots for each reindeer and a nice note for santa. In the morning, she found that santa had spilled the oats all the way from the table to the fireplace. He's a messy one, that santa!
• Abby sung for the family at the annual Christmas eve party. Did a lovely job! Uncle Chad also sang, had no idea he even could, but it was awesome. 
• Abby heard she was going to disneyland as a christmas gift and announced that, "All of my dreams are coming true!"
• Christmas day, we had a monopoly tournament. I was getting soundly ahead and brandon through his money at me, called me a tyrant and told me I was just like Mr. Potter from "it's a wonderful life."
• Ended the day with the Cactus lights at ethel M's and Josh Groban singing us Oh Holy Night. 

My tredmill swag and more...

 

I am including this video because I made this EXACT same mistake at the gym yesterday. The only difference between this man and I was that I didn't swag-it-off.

On to less embarrassing things...like October.

• Abby and I were lucky enough to rock out with cousins at an Imagination Movers concert. 
• Celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving with our good friends (I guess Max Smith is half Canadian, who knew?)
• I directed and have a cameo in Capstone Capital's new commercial. I also wrote the content for the webpage. Not that I'm tooting horns...*TOOT!!!* capstonecap.com *TOOT!!!*
• We had an 11-year-old boy dance party at my house. I mistakenly served mini marshmallows for an ice cream topping. I'm still finding them in the strangest places. 
• Abby started hip hop dance.
• We went to the haunted harvest at springs preserve and had a frightfully good time. 
• We had harvest festival and this was my first year volunteering. I had a few things on my list, but the one I failed most miserably at was the gift basket for the silent auction. It was a fabulous basket by virtue of the nice donations....but who knew I couldn't wrap a gift basket worth beans? It had a very homeless shelter chic to it. 
• I was taken on the most awesome of anniversary dates (11 years my friends!). He surprised me with limo service from our house to Andres restaurant and to see Ka. I'm still very much in love.
• We had a Leavitt family halloween party which was one for the record books.
• Primary was in charge of the most epic of trunk-or-treats. I'm guessing by next year there will be media covering the event.  
• We tried to go to the outdoor movie at the District and all of us realized that we hate sitting on the ground in the cold. We're going to rain check that until next year when we invest in some lawn chairs. 
• I had a fantastic birthday and we partied up on Halloween like nobody's business!

 The Giffeth's had their annual (and awesome) Halloween party with a tasty dinner and trick-or-treating in their super fun neighborhood. (If you can't tell, Abby is Christine Dae from Phantom of the Opera in the Masquerade Scene. She's known she wants to be that since July.)

 We also were able to walk as an extended Leavitt family (by extended, I mean there was 114 of us) in the Juvenile Diabetes Research fundraiser walk. I think I should have won a prize for best accessorized. My scarf looks jaunty.

Goodbye October! You are a favorite of mine!

33 things about Brandon-ie Baloney

My stallion of a husband turns the ripe age of 33 today and it has become my tradition to share little tidbits about Brandon on his birthday.With no further adieu, I present 33 things you may not have known about Brandon K. Leavitt:

1.) He wants Lasik so bad he can almost taste it.
2.) He regularly fantasizes about being on the Oregon Coast and eating clam chowder.
3.) The final scene in Tangled...the one where Rapunzel finds her parents again....yeah, he cries every time.
4.) He's trying to grow out his hair...
5.) ...because he's growing out his hair, when he wakes up in the morning he looks exactly like Flint Lockwood from Couldy with a Chance of Meatballs.
6.) He loves to hear his parents and grandparents tell stories of their growing up years.
7.) He has a favorite flower, but it's so girly I won't put it on here. (cialis lilly)
8.) His new favorite show is Duck Dynasty on A&E.
9.) One of the most hilarious moments of my life was watching Brandon unknowingly eat a dollop of wasabi mustard. He made a lot of barnyard animal sounds and drooled openly.
10.) He loves to get the mail.
11.) His current favorite snack is Morning Star vegetarian corn dogs. He calls them "Corn Doggies."
12.) If the movie Rocky is on (whether Rocky 1, 2, 3...50), he will watch it.
13.) He has a slew of regularly used nicknames: "Brandony Baloney," "B-Cakes," "B-Diggs," "B-Dog," "B-Boney-Bone."
14.) His favorite pet name to be called is "Sweetheart." He melts like butter when he hears it...which isn't often, because it's a mouthful and feels old fashioned on the tongue.
15.) He talks during movies.
16.) His favorite soda is Squirt.
17.) He can parallel park anything, anywhere.
18.) Every time he gets a new cell phone, it's the best-thing-in-the-whole-world-look-at-all-it-can-do, and then two weeks letter he's on CNET looking for his next acquisition. 
19.) He has seen every episode of Downton Abbey.
20.) When he complains, he sounds exactly like Napoleon Dynamite trying to feed his llama Tina.
21.) His big fear in life is to be maimed by a wild animal.
22.) Every year he starts wanting it to be Christmas by June or July at the latest.
23.) He does an incredible interpretative dance to Seven Brides for Seven Brothers' "I'm Just a Mean Ol' Pole Cat."
24.) Being a Family Law attorney has made him an even more awesome husband and father. Instead of getting cynical and numb he's gotten protective, loyal, and dedicated.
25.) He can fit it all into the dishwasher and I don't care how full that sink was.
26.) He likes to have his toes cracked. The big one on his right foot is his favorite toe.
27.) Abby has a boy at school she likes. Brandon is in a dither. Best part? He looked her straight in the eye and seriously asked her, "Is he planning on a mission?"
28.) He likes to look over my shoulder at Pinterest. He's a closet Pinterest stalker.
29.) Pumpkin Walnut cookies with cream cheese frosting are his favorite.
30.) He's unapologetic about wearing a zebra print Snuggie when it gets cold.
31.) He got the flu once and he's been the first in line for the flu vaccine every year since.
32.) He explodes out of his clothes the moment he walks in the door.
33.) I keep thinking that no one loves their husband like I love mine...that more love couldn't be squeezed from a relationship...but as cliche as it sounds, every year I love him more. He's everything I want and he's the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Happy Birthday, Sweetheart!

A few bits of September...

• I started the "Whole 30" and am currently on Day 29. Google it if you're looking for a good way to torture yourself on your path to greater health and indigestion.
• I recommended a book to my book club that ended up being highly inappropriate and I now do not know if I can go back to book club.
• Abby tried Tae Kwon Do. We just aren't ready for that yet. Day 2, she cried. No one hit her, she didn't do anything wrong, it's just that the instructor speaks in a stern tone and she is afraid. We're going to go back to dance classes for a while and make a rump kicking machine (if she's amenable) when she's grown a bit. 
• We had our Primary Program and it was stellar! We have the BEST kids. Abby sung a solo and did a beautiful job! She song the second verse of I'm Trying to be Like Jesus all on her own and was a total pro.
• Aunt Donna came to visit for her 50th birthday! We went to plays, museums, movies, ate and played. I haven't had a trip with my sister in 12 years. This was a total treat!! Thanks for braving the 90 degree weather for us Donna!

Oui Love Paris!

 

I was extremely nervous to go to Paris. People told me horror stories of rude French people and I was petrified about not knowing the language. I worked on my French for three months solid before I went in fear of causing an international incident! Well lo and behold Paris is full of the pleasant people, excellent service and every time I tried to speak my ridiculous French, I was greeted back in English (except for the last day...apparently my Bonjours had improved to the point where people responded back in French...and then I made a face like the ground just shook and they went back to English). 

Our first stop was the Louvre. I loved it! I know the Louvre is so large and so consuming that you either love it or hate it. I'm sad to say that I do not have a good grasp on art history and have not spent a lot of time in art museums. Knowing I was no aficionado, I was really surprised by how moved I was by the experience. I felt things! I was in awe! I even teared up occasionally. Brandon hung in there with me and seemed to enjoy it. 

 

This was one of my favorites. The picture doesn't do it justice. It just pierced my mom heart. If you could just see  how she looking at her child. I think I prefer paintings to photography because they typically convey emotion more authentically. You can't ask a model to look lovingly on their child and have it look as convincing as a painting does. It's also less awkward to stare at a painting than a photograph. It's easier to be immersed without self consciousness.   

 

In the Louvre, they had a whole section dedicated to the apartments of Napoleon I and Napoleon III. I've known about the French Revolution and how destructive it was to French artifacts and history, but to see their crown jewels (above) compared to the entire museum display of London's made me sad. Granted, I've been to Versailles and after seeing that luxurious monstrosity I would have wanted to riot, ransack and melt down all of their booty too. 

 

I cannot say enough about how many stairs there are in Europe. And I cannot say enough about how grateful I was for them...because I ate a lot of really tasty French food and this is the only way that I was able to fit in a single seat on the flight home. 

 

This was the Palace de Vendome which was right outside our first hotel. We stayed in a great spot. We were able to walk to just about anything we wanted to see and had some great restaurants nearby. 

 

Our first full day in Paris we did a historic walking tour and I loved it. We started here, at the very center of all of France. It's called Point 0 and it's right in front of the Notre Dame Cathedral. On our walk we saw street performers, bought art in the street, went to the Deportation Memorial, and saw some of the most beautiful buildings I have ever seen. 

 

While I loved Notre Dame, it was no Westminster Abbey. In Westminster Abbey I lit a candle and added our family to their prayer roll. At Notre Dame I would have had to pay 5 euro for the same. Pfft! 

 

The inside of Notre Dame, which was SO beautiful. 

 

And of course, being the good Mormons we are, we stayed for Mass. It was challenging. I didn't know when to sit, stand and kneel and it was in French, but I can still say I've been to Mass at Notre Dame which is something!

 

This was taken inside San Chapelle which is famous for it's stain glass windows. It has depictions of over a 1,000 scenes from the bible and is breath taking. 

 

The Supreme Court of France. Their lawyers wear black robs and ruffled collars. I am going to try to bring that back. We look so scruffy next to them. It was really a neat thing to see. 

 

We popped into a museum that was a former castle which was turned into the prison where they held prisoners before they were executed during the French Revolution. This is a letter from Robespierre who himself was held in this prison and eventually executed. They had a display with a name listed for every person who was sent to the guillotine along with their crime....one included just being the sister of a royal.   

 

We had a great dinner right by the Eiffel. I had all the good stuff- foie gras, escargot. Brandon tried the foie gras but when I told him it was force fed fatty goose liver, he turned as green as hericot vert! We didn't actually go to the top, we stayed at the bottom and had a lack luster crepe, sat by the Seine, watched the dazzling light show and had a wonderful time. 

 

Mr. Paris himself. Right after we took this picture we found a rat who was running around in the gardens nearby. It was kind of a nice sight. Paris and rats like peanut butter and jelly. 

 

You can't really tell, but this is right by the river. I love that there are so many places you can walk right to the water. What I do not love? Paris is rather stinky. I sat by some stinky people and boy! can you smell when you're in the metro.

 

Who got a free suite upgrade? 

 

Of course we had to do Versailles. The chateau, the gardens, the summer homes...all 1,045 miles of it.  It was beautiful! At the end of the day, we paid 7 euro and took the tram back to the chateau. It was funny because pretty much everyone on the tram was overweight and American. Being European is a lot of work!

 

We decided to rent a row bot and row on the canal. It should have been romantic except A.) I was constantly concerned we were taking on water. B.) We had a bit of a language barrier with the boat rental guy. He was telling Brandon in French to put his oar in the correct place and Brandon looked at him, panicked and answered, "Como Estas?" 

 

I had to see my man Napoleon's tomb. It was inside the army museum and was super interesting. We spent a long time on their WWII section. Learning about WWII while being in a city that experienced it first hand made the experience much richer. I learned a lot and it made me proud to be an American. 

 

Rodin museum. We went inside, saw all his sculptures and I left swearing that Abby could never date or marry an artist. It was so disturbing. I knew his more popular pieces like The Kiss and The Thinker...but I didn't know what a creepy deepy he was. I'm pretty sure he had a problem with women and I therefore have a problem with him.

 

We had to walk the Champs! And see the Arc. It wasn't my favorite thing to do. It felt a lot like Caesar's Palace here in Vegas. 

 

Who got ANOTHER suite upgrade at their second hotel? Two spoiled Leavitts, that's who!

 

This marks the square where they chopped off all the heads. I don't know why an Egyptian obelisk was chosen, but I didn't ask any questions....for fear they'd chop off my head. We ate great, lived large, but ultimately our heart is with.... 

 

Home and Abigail! She loved her souvenirs. Our hotel was write by thee Opera house which is the one depicted in Phantom of the Opera. Since she wants to be Christine for Halloween, we bought her this mask and fan and told her it came from there (shh, it's really from the British Museum). 

I can't believe they let us in the country!

 

So the Leavitts did Europe! (Well Brandon and I did. We left one angry Abigail with grandparents back home.) We decided to hit London (my dream city) and Paris (Brandon's dream city) for our first big overseas adventure together. We were really concerned about jet lag, and we really should have been. We had an overnight flight and thought we'd sleep on the plane and wake up ready to go, but they kept coming by trying to give us duty free catalogs and muffin tops. But even the perky flight attendants could not crush my enthusiasm. When we flew over England I was euphoric and when we landed we were too jazzed to remember we were tired. We took the tube straight to our hotel in South Kensington and then headed straight to Westminster Abbey, which is the sight I really wanted to see.  

 

Westminster Abbey did not disappoint. Having read about 100 books on London history, especially Tudor times, I was just star struck by this place. I really wanted to have a chance to hear the Westminster boy choir sing (which they do every evening), but we could never time it right. We did, however, hear an organ concert and stayed for church. I was so surprised by how few church attendees there were (30 maybe?). I mean, it's Westminster Abbey and we're having church in the exact location every monarch has been crowned and married since the 11th century!  The sermon was actually really good...except...we were in terror the entire time. Before the sermon started I noticed there looked like there was melted chocolate chip ice cream on the floor in front of me. I'm thinking about the jerks who dropped it...when all of a sudden SPLAT! Brandon's program flies out of his hand on to the ground because it was hit by a dive-bombing, 30-story high pigeon poopie. I then realized that was not melted ice cream. I looked right in between our chairs and saw another pigeon pooper. I then panicked. We were right. in. the. line. of. fire. And there was no escape! Because the super somber priest and processional were headed up the cloister. Fortunately, we made it out unscathed. 

 

London does an awesome job of preserving their history. I was rubbing everything, repeatedly thinking "I just touched a 700 year old..."

 

Our first sight-seeing stop on the tube kicked us out at the foot of Big Ben. We came out right as it struck noon. Magical! 

 

This was right by our hotel. I didn't really know my London neighborhoods well when I booked it, but I'd say I did OK! (It was much nicer than our neighborhood in Vegas.) On our street we had really tasty restaurants and even one day had a little farmer's market. I tried brown sauce, loved it! Brandon had a full English breakfast, regretted it! 

 

You know we had to take one of these shots. This is at the horse guards on Whitehall. It smelled like..well...horse poo. But it was seriously cool.

 

We, along with every other tourist in London, watched the changing of the guards. I guess you have to see it once in your life, but I daresay once is plenty. Considering the pressing crowds and the anticlimactic change of the guards, I think time is better spent elsewhere. 

 

This is the business end of all of those horses. The park nearby, St. James' Park, is just lovely. We had 4 days of sunshine and barely any crowds. I could move there tomorrow, but everyone keeps telling me I saw London at it's best. Boy did I ever!

 

On Sunday we went to Speaker's Corner in Hyde Park. I loved Hyde Park. Squirrels, roller bladders, people with comfortable chairs they charge you 5 pounds (about 9 dollars) to sit in.  But Speaker's Corner was amazing. I love how comfortably the British disagree with each other. In America, you'd be concerned who was packing a gun or when the riot and looting would ensue. This character was an American and an embarrassment. His pants read "Jesus is Lord." He set himself up to blow his candy apple red plastic trumpet and preach the gospel to the Godless Europeans. Oh, how they heckled him! It was awesome. He was quite rude and deserved it.

 

We went to the Victoria and Albert Museum. London has fabulous museums. This particular one had a history of fashion that was really interesting. This is Brandon in some replica medieval duds. They were heavy and scratchy. And if you notice his rump, it is not in reality triangular. That is his man purse underneath that he carried around. Hey, it's European! The museum has this fabulous fountain the kids play in and this great cafeteria. I want to bring Abby back!  

 

We did a walking tour of Whitehall. We saw #10 Downing Street and their government buildings. 

 

10 days together and Brandon and I only had one fight and it was over this man. We were behind him, and his hair, in line. Now this hair is probably the nastiest I have ever seen. And at the bottom was this obvious brown clump. To me, it looked like he had weaved in a rock to make his hair stay flat. To Brandon, it looked like a rotten clump of hair poo. We have had a heated debate which has yet to be resolved. 

 

The Tower of London was just fantastic. I expected big things and it over delivered! The tour was awesome, the crown jewels dazzling, and everything was so well explained.

 

The sole man responsible to guard the crown jewels. It's a big upgrade considering in the 1600s they were kept in a box under the stairs. It's a lonely job. 

 

Brandon applying for the job of being guard of the crown jewels. He wasn't accepted.  He was disqualified on grounds that he smiles when getting his picture taken. 

 

I am obviously trying to figure out how I could get this Flemish cannon to look good in the dining room.

 

This was a riot! They had this random reenactment of the crown jewel theft of 1667. This man was our hero and he included us (the tourists) in his plans to catch the thief and woo the woman he loves. It was hilarious! I think my favorite moments are when he asked me not to faint in jealousy as he has already given his heart to another  and when the thief tried to include Brandon in his wicked plot since his hair indicated that he was of a most unsavory character. I keep telling him it's a mistake to grow it out! He looks like a 17th century jewel thief.

 

Henry the 8th over compensating. 'Nuff said. 

 

This is taken from the bathroom in the original white tower inside of the tower of London. You would lift up a piece of wood which was covering a hole that dropped down 4 stories, plop yourself down, and let your business fall to the moat below. Sounds gross, but if this was my view, I might grow accustomed.

 

The home built for Anne Bolyen. The King had it built as a wedding present and she had her head chopped off before it was ever completed. 

 

I did not do my hair or makeup this trip since there were a 1,000,000 more important things to do. That's my disclaimer :) And even though I looked that rough, they still let us into Kensington Palace for high tea (or in our case, hot chocolate). We were starving, had been walking all day, and had skipped lunch. The dainty tea made us giggle. I think you need to come full to enjoy the experience. 

 

The British National Museum. You could spend you entire trip to London in here. AND they have a bucket of ice for your drinks in their cafeteria. Unheard of! I love this place.

 

The streets were clean, the traffic was light, the city is quiet. 

 

This was our hotel room. Brandon said it drove him crazy but I didn't think it was overly small.

Other unpictured notables: The hotel room had a groovy blue light option which made us feel like we were "up in the club." We tried every British convenience store chocolate bar and they were all gross to us. We went and saw a movie and on our walk home, a real English Fox popped out of a garden and walked beside us. The Chunnel makes your ears hurt, even though they said it wouldn't. British TV is really interesting. Everyone was super polite, this is my favorite city!