"Sex Sells"

I have heard that phrase so many times, but sometimes I think it is crazy WHAT sex sells these days. Just take a look at this commercial.



A salad?! Really?!

Oh, and here's another for you.



Tennis shoes. Awesome.

I shouldn't have even put these videos on my blog for fear of promoting this type of advertising further. I get mad when I see all these sleazy commercials on TV. I really would prefer my husband and son (or anyone for that matter) not have to see porn (no matter how "soft") every time they turn on the TV. More and more I can see the beauty of not having cable. Why not just have Netflix and watch only what you want with no nasty commercial interruptions. I think we will go that way.

Weekend Getaway

The National Guard does a marriage seminar weekend for military and their spouses. Berkeley and I signed up for it and we are so glad that we did! They put us in a suite at the Little America Hotel in SLC for two nights, fed us breakfast and lunch both days, and we got to attend a marriage course all for FREE! Don't you think that the enjoyment level is much higher when you know that the event is at no expense to your bank account?! Well, our suite was on the 14th floor...next door to room 1408...creepy, but it was an amazing room with a great view. The food was awesome and the seminar was really worth while. We got to spend our evenings swimming/hot tubbing/watching movies ("Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs" was one of them and it was great), and sleeping without interruption from our baby. We got to sleep in! That was absolute heaven! Since we did not have to pay for anything else, we did order room service dinner one night and it was delicious. I got a platter with turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, vegetables, a roll, and cranberry sauce. Berkeley got a cheeseburger a fries...gourmet style! Delicious. Here is the best part about the whole weekend: We were waiting for an elevator when out of the corner of my eye, I see a really tall, broad man in a suit walking towards the same elevator we were at. It didn't take long to realize it was President Monson!! He was there with another gentleman in a suit (I'm assuming a member of the 70). We shook their hands and introduced ourselves and President Monson made jokes about the elevator being "broken" because it was taking so long. It was really an awesome experience to meet the prophet of God in such an intimate setting. It really was a wonderful getaway for the two of us. We owe our parents big time for babysitting Asa while we had our fun. We really appreciated it. I meant to take a ton of pictures, but I only got so far as to get some pictures of our great room.

Like Father, Like Son??

From the minute Asa was born, we have heard nothing but how much he looks like me. " Oh, he looks JUST like his mom!" or "Berkeley, are you sure he's yours?" and on and on and on. Well, Berkeley's mom managed to find a few baby pictures of Berkeley for me. Take a look and see what you think? All me or can you spot some Berkeley in our little guy too?








Either way, they are both super cute!

What Can I Say? I Really Love Him!

Is a Nice Smile Too Much to Ask For??

Then again, is a tan too much to ask for? Hello pasty whiteness.