Pour some Sugar{house} on me

If you are keeping up with my life, you should already know I have moved. 

To a cute little house in Sugarhouse. 

I didnt know much about the place except that Chick-fil-A is sooo close. 

With any new move its a requirement to throw a house warming party. 

Ours was last week and full of good food, lots of friends and a ton of dancing. 

We spent allll day getting ready for our party. Like literally, from the moment I got home from running until go time. 

Doing what? Looking back, Im not really sure. 

But it was kinda crazy all day! 

We decorated {pom poms! I love pom pons!}, we bought, we baked. I had two trips to Wal-Mart.

But it all paid off! 

It was the cutesiest party I have ever thrown. 

A lot of that had to do with our cute elementary school teachers roommates. 

{Roommates. Courtney. Allie. Me. Aubry}

We decided to have a "favorite food" theme to showcase..well...us!

I made mini cheesecakes and...quesadillas! 

My favorite food and often dinner choice. 

I was pleasantly surprised to see that my quesadillas were a hit!

Couldn't keep the plate full through the night!

I was so happy that some of my work friends came! Like Hayley.

Love this girl and we have so much fun at work.

And no party is complete without good dancing. Aubry and I are dang good at throwing dance parties. 

People probably thought we were crazy in the beginning since we were the only ones dancing in a packed house. 

But then our dance posse showed up and we took over the dance floor. 

I couldnt help but smile while I was dancing. I just love my dancing friends. 

We were getting so into and didnt even care that anyone else was there and we just have so much fun dancing.

 It made me so happy to have these great friends. 

its all worth it.

I have come to realize that work is a lot of...work. 

It is time consuming, demanding, stressful and hard. 

I have definitely learned this at my first {almost} year at my job. 

I didn't realize that party planning at a school could be that stressful! 

But it has been, especially this summer. A lot more work than I wanted to sign up for. 

The demands of my summer job were really stressful and hard and most days I absolutely hated it. 

I think a big part of that was because the kids were missing. 

I do so much every day to help the kids, and without them, I was real annoyed in Draper most days. 

I realized this one day last week when I got the best compliment I could have ever dreamed of...

We just hired a new lady to be apart of our team and one day she excitedly told me that her best friend had a student that was in the 7th grade at my school last year. 

This was exciting to hear because this 7th grade boy was just my absolute favorite. 

We bonded over BYU Basketball and I think I cared for him a little extra because he was just so sweet and unfortunately he has had a pretty rough life growing up. 

He lives with his grandparents and the grandma is the best friend to my new coworker. 

 This student ended up having a rough year too and decided not to return to APA. 

However, the coworker relayed to me that the grandma had inquired about me, wondering if she had met me yet. 

She explained how her grandson had a hard time at APA and yet the only person at the school to make a difference for him was me. 

That I was one of the only ones who acted like I cared about him and really helped him make it through the year. 

It was such a humbling experience and immediately made me get teary eyed. 

And in that moment I realized that its all worth it. 

Everything I do at school, the stress and the sometimes annoyance of my job, all went away knowing that I do make a difference. 

Its a really odd feeling but I know that I love these kids. 

I love that I have 165 kids that I feel like are mine. 

School starts on Monday and I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little excited. 

marathon update.

We are four weeks out from the big day. 

Ready or not {but hopefully ready} the marathon is coming up!

My impromptu decision is getting a little scary but exciting at the same time. 

This past week I met up with my fellow marathoner Mo Milla to run our long one together. 

We were able to run down Cottonwood Canyon to get the feel of what the course will be like. 

It was beeeeeautiful. Full of a deer sighting and all. 

Its not too downhill, which we were both really nervous of, and super manageable. 

We got a little lost towards the end, causing me a bit of a mental breakdown when we had to run farther than we had originally planned. 

But we finished it up at 19 miles. 

Marathon training is hard, and pretty miserable at times 

{5 am wake up calls on Saturday are getting a bit old}

But I will say this...

doing something that you never thought was possible is incredible. 

And slowly it just keeps building. 15 mils a few weeks ago was hard but rewarding knowing it was the longest I have ever run and then running 19 its like WOW. 

I mean thats a decent amount of mileage for driving, let alone running! 

I have loved doing something is hard. Something that I did think I was capable of and now seems to be done with a bit of ease. 

I love coming back and thinking that its hard to sit down, and then get up again

and then love knowing you can eat whatever you want. all. day. long. 

Mo and I took off back to the canyon after we ran for a quick dip in the river. 

Ice cold bath to help our muscles. 

I thought I was going into shock it was so cold but I think a great way to fix those aching muscles. 

Next week is 20, wish me luck! 

And if you want to bring me a big chocolate milkshake Saturday afternoon....

I will gladly accept! 

SLC Round 2.

I don't know how I have lived in Salt Lake City for so long already. 

But long enough to already be moved into a new house! 

It just doesn't seem like it is possible that I would have the need to move to a new place already, 

I still feel like I just got to Utah and am still settling in, but alas, its almost been a year!!! 

It only took my 6 hours to pack up and get all settled to my new house. 

I am real proud of this accomplishment. 

And so its so long Avenues and white house and hello Sugarhouse and Wilson Ave! 

It took great convincing to get my out of the Aves. 

I will miss the easy walk to the Temple, the need to only remember any streets in the range of South Temple to 600 S. A snobbish feeling of living next to City Creek but a new place brings things. 

Like being in walking distance to Chick-fil-A. 

A great running route to Sugarhouse Park. 

And living with Aub Dawg! 

Which is the best part. 

Aubry always knows how to cheer me up, makes me laugh too hard sometimes {ok, all the time}, is so caring and selfless.

 She's also a babe who takes great selfies. 

How could I ask for a better roommate!? 

Robins Rendezvous

For as long as I can remember our summers are filled with the Robins Rendezvous. 

I love our Robins reunions--probably cause I love traditions and I love that without fail we celebrate all things Robins and that {mostly} everyone comes. 

This year my parents {really Kelly} was in charge of the Reunion and so we headed up to Ogden. 

Its so great to see family that you haven't seen in and that everyone is excited to see each other. 

We had dinner up at Maddox's, swam at Brigham City Pool, Ice Cream Social at night and games and crafts as the finale. 

I think I still spent most of my time with my nieces and nephews but I cant help that I love them the mostest. 

What I love most about my Robins family is how crazy big and complicated it is. 

Our reunions stem from my grandparents and their four children, my dad being the youngest of them. 

It is well known that he was the "accident" child, with his parents in their 40's and siblings already into adulthood. 

And so it has made quite the big spectrum of families and cousins. 

There are 19 grandchildren. 

The oldest being two years younger than my Dad and me as the youngest. 

My grandpa would be 113 years old and my grandma 102. 

We calculated that there are around 160 Robins family members and about 120 {i think?} were in attendance. 

Growing up I hung out with my cousins kids. Since they were my age. 

It was so good to see my closest cousin friends. 

So many memories with these girls over the years. 

Late nights of mafia and scum. And Whitney bossing us around. 

However, I am lucky enough to have all of these cousins my same age. 

Kelly had this amazing idea to make a huge pedigree chart of all of the families with their pictures from the reunion. 

{Moreno's family}

{Sune's family}

{DeAnn's family}

{Danny's family}

{Yes, we are the smallest and I am claiming Lyla as my own}

It was such a great visual to see how large our family has become. 

It was so incredible to see how many people have come from my grandparents and to see the generations of posterity from their marriage and their life. 

I never really knew them but Id like to think they are pretty happy with their family. 

Also, I miss her. A lot. 

baby you're a firework.

The 4th of July is a really great holiday. 

An opportunity to celebrate all things American. 

I have a special place in my heart for this holiday and all the freedoms that we have. 

I just love America. 

Through my years, I have realized there is one great place to celebrate this holiday: Provo, UT. 

This place just loves the 4th. 

Our day was fun filled with every American thing I could have asked for. 

Parade. 

Pool. 

Hot dogs. 

Family. 

Friends. 

Baseball. 

Grand Slam Finale. 

Fireworks. 

Thanks America. 

Viva Los Dodgers

After a week long stay at home with Kelly and the kids, I opted out of driving back to Utah with her. 

It wasn't because the drive was obnoxious with 4 crazy kids...

It was cause the week Kelly came, the Dodgers were out of town. 

But the week after they were playing the Giants. At Home. 

It just wouldn't be right to go to CA and not be able to see the Dodgers. 

I wouldn't be able to handle it. I thought the winters in Utah were gonna be tough, but its actually the summer. No Dodgers and No beach. 

Its rough not being able to go to a game any night I'd like. 

So the first chance I got, I had to go. And especially to as many as possible. 

Luckily, Laura and Matt hooked us up to Monday's night game with some sweet tickets. 

I always say there isn't a bad seat in Dodger Stadium. 

But sitting so close is always so nice. 

All of the expected emotions occurred upon my arrival back to the happiest place on earth: complete glee, hyperventilating and I wouldn't be surprised if I got teary eyed. 

The game was perfect. Family, hot dogs and a W. 

And the cherry on top? Chase got on DodgerVision for the Dance Cam. 

He was so excited and had great dance moves. 

{about 10 mins prior to this he was acting really sad and saying he had never, ever been on the big screen. Ask and ye shall receive!}

Tuesday. Now this game I just HAD to go to. 

It was a Dodger Giveaway! A Beach Towel! 

How could I not get one? 

This time with friends. 

Another hot dog and another win. 

I went home that night debating if I should go again on Wednesday. 

Three games in three days!? 

Is that a bit crazy? 

Possibly. 

But when you don't have the chance every day to go AND when we were on the brink of sweeping the  filthy Giants!?

And to think of missing that!? --now that, would be more crazy. 

Luckily, my friend Mike expressed interest in going and he just made my dreams come true of attending the third game. 

And guess what? 

WE WON. 

A sweep of the Giants. 

And that my friends was the beginning of the Dodgers come back. 

We are back in this. And I wouldn't mind attributing it to my dedication of that series.