Monday, November 11, 2013


The fall weather here has been perfect.
Quentin takes me on many many motorcycle rides.
He says it's romantic, but really it just makes my hair really knotty.
But I still love it, cause I get to hold on really tight.
Also, we bought helmets the other day. It makes me nervous to go so fast, on just two little wheels, and with no protection to protect our cute faces. So I made him buy helmets.
A well spent purchase I think.
This is from one of our rides:

Good looking man!

Date night at the abandoned arcade. 
The mall here is slightly less than nice. But it does have an arcade! And there is never anyone in there, so we made it date night, and we played for hours, and only spent seven dollars!
I am reminded of my great childhood.
We used to own a nintendo, but weren't allowed to play it often, so my brothers would all sneak down to the basement and try to play without getting caught. I was mostly a spectator. 
But it never lasted very long, because boys playing video games typically escalates into yelling and fighting so...not that sneaky I guess.

My cute old Freshman roommate Kayla lives here in Logan too!
It's been really fun to catch up with her, and hang out with her and her cute husband. They are really fun, and they invited us over to carve pumpkins a while back. Quentin just wanted to practice safety with ours, and buckled him in. He's going to be the best daddy. (:

Also, sometimes we hang out with a lot of single people?
Seriously. We do. I never expected that for after getting married, but none of Quentin's buddies are married, and they invite us to things all the time. It's pretty fun, because girls are always telling me guys they like, and it's real girl talk, but I'm not having to be involved (so grateful for that). But the downside is that they are always making us stay out so late! I have become a total wimp and 10:30pm is rough for me these days. I know. Pathetic. I can't help it. 

And Sara Bleazard came up to visit!! I love that girl. Always have.
We got to reminisce about hanging out on the dairy farm, and riding horses back and forth to each others houses before we could drive. I'm pretty certain that our parents didn't even know we did that for the longest time. It was a weekend of quality girl time, and I LOVED it.
Sara. Come back any time!
We both love you.

Also, while Sara was here we decided to adopt a kitten! Super great Saturday activity, right?
My idea. We named ours Walter. And Sara named hers Chandler. 
We fell in love with little Walter, really fast. He's so cute, how can you not?

Becca Turns 24!

Happy birthday to me!!!
Twenty four, it sounds so sophisticated, and adulty, and responsible, and older.
But definitely not OLD.
Old is a state of mind, and believe me, I'm as young as they come.
My birthday was fabulous, as usual. With Quentin in my life, pretty much every day is fabulous.
Roger and Brenda sent my presents early...and I tried really really hard to wait until my birthday, but Quentin and I can justify a lot of things. Opening early birthday presents is just one thing. (:
Thanks Roger & Brenda!! (I only opened one early...)
Also, I've been asking my mom for a sewing machine for a whole year. Maybe more.
I typically have had access to a good sewing machine, but then when we moved here to Logan, I realized that I was deprived, and I couldn't make any thing cute without one!
I was so happy and surprised when it came in the mail. But my mom made my promise to wait till October the fourth to open it. I have never used so much self control.
Except maybe when Quentin and I were engaged. Maybe.

My birthday was a Friday, and Quentin has late school on Friday's. So he woke up and made us breakfast, complete with hot cocoa. Which birthday's are not birthday's without. Obviously.
And then we opened presents! Well, the ones from our families. We have the very best families.
Then I had to go to work. Agh. That lame job.
I have seriously planned out twelve different lying scenarios to quit that job.
But then today I decided I'm just going to tell her the truth when I quit. I hate it there.
And the boss acts like she's twelve. The end.
But enough about the job. Back to the celebration!

Quentin gets home from school the same time I get back from work which is pretty convenient. 
He had planned a scavenger hunt all around the house hiding my presents in secret places.
Also, the best part? The presents had been hidden in their same spots for DAYS.
This says one of two things.
1. Either I don't clean very well, and get in every nook and cranny or
2. Quentin has some serious hiding skills.
Quentin has many talents, so I think I'm just going to add hiding skills to that list.
Then he took me out to sushi for birthday dinner. Hooray!
I think that's going to have to be tradition in the Wright household. It's nice to have an occasion for sushi. Birthday's are the perfect excuse.

After dinner we went to Quentin's mission reunion.
If you know anything about our history, you know that Quentin's mission reunion has been the topic of many funny conversations for us. But it turned out to be less exciting than hoped.
Still very fun though, and Quentin's mission president even knew it was my birthday!
Talk about listening to the spirit. (Or facebook...)
Anyway. I can tell that the year 24 is going to be a good one for me and Quentin!
And I have many many aspirations for this year.
All of which I will tell you about, at a later date.
Happy day!

The Great Outdoors.

Quentin and I have really been enjoying Logan's great outdoors.
The canyon is super close to our house, and we frequent that road often.
When it was warm, every day, I would try to get Quentin to go hiking with me every single day, but if you know Quentin well, you know that that didn't happen.
Quentin likes motors.
And he hates walking, especially if he could be motorbiking,or driving, or scootering. 
Basically on anything with wheels and a motor.
But I did get him to come with me many times, I'm a pretty convincing person I guess.
(Ginger gem cookies have a quick path to Quentin's heart).

So here we went on a lovely little walk. 
It's called the River Path. There's a stream right along the path.
I really wouldn't call it a river, but maybe that's because we grew up on the Columbia River, which dwarfs this little baby. Provo would call this a flood though. Provo's river is itty bitty.

This picture I took across the street from our house.
The sunsets are excellent here.
Also, I started going to the rec center aerobic classes at 5:45 IN THE MORNING.
Why? So I could see the sunrise when I come home.
Seriously, that's the reasoning behind all the madness.

I had to con Quentin to go hiking with me this day.
We went on what is called the Crimson Trail.
I know where it got its name- the leaves were breathtaking!
I had to convince(aka lie to) Quentin to get him to come with me.
I said it was a short hike, and also, very very flat.
In my defense I really didn't know anything about it, but I was very very wrong.
It was super long! We ran across a couple people who'd been there all day. We decided maybe, just maybe we wouldn't go the whole way. But we made it to the top, and then turned around.
There was this perfect place to just sit and stare at the little world beneath us.
That's my favorite part about hiking, going so high that everything beneath you looks mini.
I just love mini things.

And on our way down, we ran into Quentin's cousin taking her bridal pictures!
Good times.

We bought a motorcycle?
Yeah, Quentin also has superb persuasive powers.
He said it was my birthday present, but he won't let me drive it alone.
But to be honest, I don't mind. I'm not the kick starters biggest fan.