Stefanie Davis...Not Present.

I will be moving starting TOMORROW!

I'm quite excited about it at the moment. However, I'm sure once we begin the whole process, I'm going to hate it just as much as I usually do. Moving is just unpleasant. But, it's good for us right now. Very, very, good.

That being said, the internet access will be sparse for the next little bit. Meaning no posts.

So sorry. But, you have all been notified in advanced, so I'm sure you'll forgive me, right?

Tah Tah for now.

I usually have something very smart-allecy to say at the beginning of my blog posts. But I feel a little out of practice for some reason. My mind is a blank canvas. So....here it goes.

I have been quite busy this past week, taking care of a little baby. A puppy baby.

Meet Mr. Winston Churchill.

He's a little bit cute.

Alright. He's probably the cutest thing EVER. I love him. Like LOVE him. Love him so much that I feel bad making him stay outside. Love him so much that I could just carry him around with me all day long. He is a white Labrador retriever, and you can't tell me that after seeing that perfect puppy face that you don't want to bury your face in his perfectly soft puppy fur and give him kisses. :) Cuz I do...like every time I see him...Now I have a companion to take with me to our empty house each night. So it's a little more bearable. :)

In other news. We attended the Stadium of Fire for our Fourth of July celebration. I really don't understand what all the fuss is about. Maybe because I'm not a huge Carrie Underwood fan. In all honesty, she does have a very beautiful voice, but I had a really tough time imagining how she got Performer of the Year. To me...it felt like she was just up there doing her job. Not very impressed. Sorry to all of the Underwood fans, but I don't think she brought her A-game.

I apologize for no recent pictures of myself. Right before we went to the Stadium of Fire, Robby had gone fishing for most of the day up American Fork canyon. When he came back down, and was within cellphone range, he text me, "I have some kind bad news."

Things like that do NOT go over well with me. Especially by text. Even more so when I have only heard bits and pieces from my husband all day. I'm a worrier. Bad. So I called him instantly, frantic. Robby went fishing with my cousin Cody, who has a Jeep, which does not have it's doors on it at present. As they were riding along, Robby put the camera in his right pocket, which was the same pocket that faced the non-existent door. I'm sure you can imply what happened next. Robby feels his pocket. Pocket is empty. Where is the camara? A couple miles back up the mountain on the side of the road. They were able to retrieve the camera, but it is a little munched. It still turns on, but quickly has a meltdown and shuts off. This is our second camera within a year....granted our previous one still functions. But it takes some pretty crappy pictures. So until we get a new one, most of our pics will probably be coming from my phone. So so sorry.

Sadly, that's really all the excitingness in the Davis realm. Until next time!!

Oh! I do have to give a little shout-out to my best bud Darci, because I got to see her this week! I miss you friend!