Dancing like a pro

I know that all of you wish you could dance like this but I was just born this way. Sometimes Brandon and I get a little crazy, mostly me I guess. I was a little hyped up on soda and junk food yesterday, so I spent most of the day cleaning his house and dancing like a pro. Who could wish for a better girlfriend, than one that cleans and cooks for their man? Guess I'm perfect, as you can see from this video.

Making roses

Whenever my boyfriend has to take a dump he sends me upstairs or on a random errand. I guess he feels awkward when I'm around while he's doing his business. Dork.

"I just finished making some roses" or "oooooh boy it smells like roses in there" is what he'll laughingly say when he's done doing his business, arranging some flowers.

I guess his eight-year-old son finds it funny and I guess I do too, sometimes.

Sometimes, when I know what he's up to downstairs, I'll go down and stand outside and say "hows the gardening going?"

Usually he'll shoe me away because he feels uncomfortable with my listening. Weirdo.

I guess every couple has their oddities, their weird sayings. What are some of yours?

Is he NAKED?!?!

I think its a good sign when a couple can consistently exercise together. We've tried a few things together: Hiking, rollerblading, running but none of them are ever consistent.

I think we may have found our niche. We've been going swimming together for almost four weeks now and we love it.

I started out just going in my ridiculous tankini but I got on Dicks' website and upgraded to a real bathing suit (only $20) and then I bought a swimming cap there too, I also dug up some old goggles.

So, now we pay less than $2 to go swimming at a pool in SLC that is typically empty.

Gotta love it. I'm feeling better about my body, I'm feeling better about life and I'm feeling better about my relationship.

Now we are thinking of signing up for Yoga ... we'll see how that goes.

Brandon and Eve balance, agree

My boyfriend is a Landlord. That sound impressive, doesn't it? Yeah, bragging rights but thats not what I'm going to talk about.

One of his tenants, Ben, is dating a girl--lets call her Lucinda, we don't know her name because we weren't paying attention the first time we me her a month ago--that likes rock climbing.

Ben isn't sure how he feels about this because Ben doesn't just like rock climbing, he lives and breathes it. Actually we kinda think he eats rocks too--he's not exactly normal, unless you consider showering and sleeping with your dog to be normal.

Ben isn't a winner. Either he's just set in his ways and picky or he's looking for a reason to dump his girlfriend.

I can't help but feel happy with my Brandon though. He told me yesterday that it was silly to expect a woman to be a certain way, and you probably wouldn't like her, even if she was.

He knows that I hate dogs--Brandon has a dog and I find it disgusting--and that isn't a deal breaker for him.

Brandon isn't the cleanest and that doesn't make me want to flush him.

As he put it yesterday, its a balancing act.

And the way I see it, she seems balanced and he doesn't. So, as I say, "Relationships are a balancing act and if you can't balance then you are out of the act."

So quit being so picky, dufus.

Brandon and I are goof balls. This is just a taste of us. Keep in mind that he is a little shy and I'm a little crazy. Hopefully I will be able to post a video of us climbing a mountain or something this weekend. If not, there will be photos. 

Keep your eyes peeled for the next juicy tid bit from the blog, Brandon eats Eve