Living the Dream

Marriage is awesome.

Yes thats exactly what it looks like. Its not me idea. Me as in Nick.
I thought I'd start writing on here again.
Things that are new or up in the air-
You've probably heard about our meth neighbor. Twice called the cops on him. First time was because we suspected Meth use. Second is because he's really loud and offensive sometimes at night. He has been a pain but we're not going to move till April because it would cost a lot and we like downtown. His name is Carl and he is a crazy gay man that looks like a pirate and loves Lady Gaga and songs like "I'm coming out, I want the world to know, got to let it show!" I know because he plays and sings a long to them. Which is all right. He has calmed down but its just awkward. Management told me that he wouldn't be living there much longer. I'm not sure what their definition of "living there much longer" means. Are they going to kill him?
Another thing. Michelle is working triple duty right now. That is not a new way of saying having to go to the bathroom #2 a lot. I mean that she is going to to a University that is an hour away, teaching driver's ed thats 20 min away, and babysitting 2 childrens in the mornings every other day and that is 30 min away. So please pray for Michelle. Meanwhile, Nick is just eating Tony's freezer pizzas and checking the Huffington Post every 15 minutes. I did get a job that starts soon. It will be for the U.S. Census Bureau. Sounds important and pays really well. That will be next month. Which is great cause Michelle put in her 2 weeks which turned into 2 months at her job. We're excited about that.
One more thing. Even though we haven't had cable or even those stupid converter boxes to watch TV we are able to stay caught up on American Idol, the Office, and whatever else. Did you see Pants on the Ground? That guy is and will always be my African American Idol. That would be a cool show (although racist due to its limiting implications on contestants' ethnicities due to the title). Is Ethnicities a word? Blogger says no and suggests that I replace it with "Elasticities" which is quite racist, indeed.
All in all we are living the dream!
Go Team COCO

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Nick and Michelle

A First Rate Update

So, this is Nick. Lets have a chat. I think I need to apologize first of all. When I started this blog I had a computer and now its on the fritz. So, we haven't been able to really log on the web our lives in a format that can be tolerated for a first rate update. Right now I'm using Tyra's computer. Although, I think the computer is using me. Its like defying me to believe its a good computer whenever I use it because I want to believe its a good computer. But, its better than mine.

Michelle is taking a nap. We've had a long last few days. Our little friend Vickie called up with another problem of using too much drugs or not enough. She was Michelle's companion in the mission. Now she is a user. So, we went to take her to the emergency room etc. etc. Point of the story is we didn't get much sleep and had to drive a lot. Her dad is not taking care of her I guess. We don't really know the full story ever but we hope she gets the treatment she needs.

Drugs are ba ba bad. Not in a cool way. Like smoking is. Just kidding. Smoking is only okay if they're rock stars or in a Police Drama. Other wise forget it. Lungs need air to spare not black smoke and tokes. But a lot of people still do these things.

I hope Michelle wakes up before 6 cause she has a class to teach. Yeah she isn't driving the short bus but she is still a driving instructor. She likes it. Me? You ask? Why yes I am going to intern for Senator Harry Reid in Washington D.C.. How did you know? Oh you didn't? Oh you found out on Facebook? Your sources are legit. We don't know yet the whole story with that either as far as housing or if Michelle is coming. So, there are some balls in the air. Balls are better than smoke in the air though.

Also, we have redeemed some clothes from the choco milk monster that happened. Oh yeah, it was a demon. We live on the 3rd floor and on a hill so when we get groceries we have a death hike so we carry all we can in one trip. Well, Miguel had like the OJ, Milk, and Chocolate Milk gallons and she dropped the choco milk bomb and it went everywhere in our kitchen. So, we cleaned it up and left the towels on the dirty clothes pile. A few days later we came home. The carpet reaked and then we went into the bedroom where the towels laid like an evil spider waiting for its prey. We were assaulted immediately by these moist, warm, disgusting towels and their rotten smell. We gagged. Michelle thought my gag was a good gag. She threw up. I threw them out of the apartment and then down the stairs and then into the rain and finally a dumpster. The smell lingered and I thought the clothes were unpardonable but they are redeemed. Hallelujah.

Extra Extra

So, we meet again. Has anyone got a chance to watch Nick's movie debut as bearded, drunk, high school dancer at a pool party in the S. Darko movie (sequel to Donnie Darko (but not really, just in name))? It is pretty fabulous. Hopefully, you don't watch the rest of the movie. Also, there is art up in Provo under the name El Digital Artist. We are hoping to get worldwide recognition. Michelle is now a driving instructor. You read that right. We're both working hard to make a difference. 10 people came up to us in our ward and asked if we were new. They were new to us. But, maybe we should try and befriend the old timies with some song and dance. I'm sure it would ease their arthritis. Its a pretty good ward. Our friends down the street Dan and Susan go to the ward just before us and guess who also goes there. You guessed wrong. Marv! Nick's 40 year old roommate from the time he wasn't married and lived in Provo. Weird. If you see a guy with a tattoo of the Nike sign then you know its Marv. Anyway, Happy birthday to everyone this month. We're kind of poor. So that might be your birthday card. Apologies.
Nick and Miguel's current favs-
Angel
Harry Potter
The Tonight Show with Conan O'Brian
Neko Case
Camera Obscura
Rain
Money
Twilight Concert Series
Jimmy John's sandwiches
Our 46 in TV that Nick's parents bought for 30 dollars at a yard sale
and
Templos

The Monthly Blog Talk

You're probably wondering "when is Nick and Miguel going to have a baby and name it Bzerker the Explorer". Well to answer your question no, we are not, as of yet. I just noticed the word quest is in the word question. How quaint is that? I guess we must go on a quest before we know, like one of those Indian guru's at the quaint top of a mountain. Actually, we are going to have a baby!
Baby!
Baby!
Someday. Babies are cute, but guess what? We don't have enough moola la for that kind of fun. We need a new car if you know any good deals. And a good computer. And milk. Babies love milk.
N.E. way, good talk.

Just another Nick in the park

Here I am again. It's been a long time since I've blogged, mostly because I usually figure that Nick's got things covered with the blogging whatever. However, today was an adventure at my expense and I feel that I need to express to our fine audience how I was taken advantage of in my obviously immobile state.
Today started out great. Nick made me microwave blueberry pancakes which surprisingly weren't as disgusting as I had previously judged. We cleaned the house for our potential apartment buyers to admire, and I finished season 5 of Gilmore Girls. At about 2 or 3 we noticed how beautiful it was outside and, of course, we decided to take a stroll. We walked all over the park and up to my old house to pick up my mail. On the way home we found an abandoned shopping cart. Anyone who knows anything knows that I love being pushed in shopping carts. I climbed in and Nick started pushing me. I guess he was feeling antsy or bored or whatever so he started running. We turned the corner onto our street, and he started running a little faster. By this time he had been running for maybe 10 minutes. I was fully confident that Nick was going to keep me safe, because that's just the type of relationship I thought we had. Well, because he thought it would be so hilarious to scare me, he shoved the cart really hard and let go as he was running. His genius plan was to sprint up and catch the handle of the cart right before it veered into the curb. Unfortunately, he has no kick whatsoever and couldn't catch up to me. I, in my trusting state, fully expected him to catch me at any second, but little did I know how apathetic he was with his wife's safety and well-being. Long story short- I slammed head-on into the curb going at a relatively fast speed. You know in the movies when some kid hits something with his bike and flies through the air in a superman position over the handle bars? Well, that's exactly what happened. My shoes flew into the air as well as all the contents in my purse, my sunglasses and my pride. I landed on hands and knees on the grass with leaves and sticks that ended up all over me. In all actuality, I thought it was pretty funny. I laughed hysterically for a while and so did Nick. Oh, and of course, he had to take a picture before he would help me up. That's just the type of guy he is.

And now a tribute to Hannah!

Giggle, Farts

So, lately Miguel and I have been socializing. Now that we're married we usually only hang out with other couples. Its kind of weird. When I wasn't married I usually only hung out with single people. Went to a single's ward and had single experiences. Now, that I'm a married man I hardly do anything by myself. I go to a family ward, I have family home evening, we eat with family and the usual things that people do. But, sometimes things that should be only to the single person will happen where you get to share something that single experience together with all your senses. In this case mainly the sense of smell. You see Miguel tells me that her genetics are so that she has a "weak stomach". So, I've learned that a weak stomach will sometimes make something that is very strong and can clear a room of any hope of comfort. As witnessed by little Maddy-

So, I know from further analysis that my calculations have been vindicated by children that have also shared my experience in their young age. Such an innocence lost and thrown literally to the wind. Innocence scene here by little Carter-

Giggles galore. But, did you listen carefully? Miguel said something amidst the laughing that might be something to remember when getting married. You won't always get a warning. Anyway, just remember this statistic everyone farts like 12 times a day and unless you are pretty close with them, you'll never know. But, once you get married that will be an eye opening and nose closing experience. And its kind of funny.