Last Wednesday Kelli and Dana celebrated a momentous occasion--we passed the three year marriage mark! Yay! Go us! But to celebrate, here are some things you should know about the Gailans:
1-Kelli and Dana were born exactly 599 days apart...unless you can prove me wrong. That's July 8th, 1984 and November 15th, 1982 for those who aren't savants.
2-They both have luscious brown hair and one of them can pull it off shaved but honestly, what can't I pull off? We have one paley pale girl and one nicely tanned husband so I know I will get three tan little children and one albino...the albino will probably get spoiled.
3-Kelli has blue eyes; Dana is a brownie (hmm...brownies) so we think the kids will pull a green or violet on us.
4-We like some of the same things: hiking, exercise, delicious food and the someday-when-we-have-money game. We differ in: musical tastes (but he's coming around), movie quotation skills, and things we think are fascinating (i.e. egyptology vs the NBA final four...zzzzz).
5-Dana pulled off both a first hand hold and first kiss but I let the "I love you" phrase out into the cosmos first. We call the proposal a toss-up and it officially happened in a tree in South Provo. The down on one knee engagement came about in the BYU library after a rigorous game of cubical tag--the real winners here were the people studying in the cubicles who got quite a show.
6-Aaaaand finally, We, the Dana and Kelli Clan are living in Texas currently. We are both getting a Master's in Personal Financial Planning so we can have even more in common. One of us is getting a law degree to show up the other (although after three years in law school, who really wins in that scenario?)
It has been a wonderful three years and we'll probably do it a few more times:) My husband is the best; I'd choose him again and again. Thanks to all of you who have been a part of either setting us up (Roomates, you know who you are!) or keeping us together!
Monday, August 18, 2008
Trains, Cars, and things we don't have in Texas
Well, we are back from our wonderful whirlwind trip up to Utah (for the girlies) and down the grand canyon (for the boys). Here are some quick highlights. Made it up in time to grab a quick dinner at Cafe Rio (hope that can last two more years) before the boys took off for their sizzling trip down the canyon. Dana will have more on that later...right dana:) I spent most of Monday taking a test (hey it was free in Provo, 20 bucks in Texas...anyone hear a cheep cheep). Then I had a blast outlet shopping with mom (since our Gap doesn't have sales...snobs) and playing with Isaac and Ethan my nephews. We watched Olympics but somehow got tired and retired to bed riiiiight before the amazing stuff happened. Men's relay, yeah we were in bed; men's gymnastic bronze...snooze city. Go figure. I had the best time visiting with old roomates and I even remembered the grid system enough to only turn around half a dozen times in Taylorsville (next time Jamie, I need a map...or was that nap?).
Wednesday all the girls drove down to St. George and half of us had air but don't worry, the other half had fans and ice cold Mr. Misty Freezes. We swam in the indoor/outdoor pool and Ethan and I enjoyed the "warm pool" aka the hot tub. We shopped till we dropped and Dana was ever so sad to miss all the hours of trying on shirts, color matching, and baby clothes, baby clothes, baby clothes! I ate way too much food and popcorn and got to enjoy every minute with my two sisters, nephews, and Grandma Tina (that would be my mom). And contrary to my sister's thoughts, no the cute little boys did not turn our two year baby plan into a ten year baby plan...although I'm seriously considering a patent for a perma-baby-bib; it would have this nice trough shape and food that fell from their little mouths would magically disappear into a void. Genius!
Nothing eventful really happened until we took off Saturday to pick the boys up and halfway there my car up and had a tantrum. After some green liquid explosions and a lucky break with the NAPA mechanics, we found out one itsy bitsy piece was making all the ruckus and it was able to be fixed. We also had time to find a nice little restaurant called, funnily enough, Grandma Tina's, but then we realized this Grandma Tina has no concept of pricing and we went for the delicious mexican food instead(ten bucks for a weenie sandwhich or 5 bucks for huge tacos? You decide!) We met the boys halfway, pushed a very lethargic Dana into my car, gave hugs all around, looked at some of Taylor's now reddish socks that were once white, and took off for Texas. We could have made it home by 5 in the morning but we decided to stop in Flagstaff Arizona and boy are we glad we did. Aside from the highway robbery at the hotel (busy season my rear) we were also treated to a lovely room next to the ice machine and then, oh ho ho, a cacophony of sounds at night. Nobody mentioned the train parade was in town but from about 2-6 that morning we were delighted with the whistles and bells of their local locomotives. Little ones with a beep beep beep and looooong ones really letting loose. Dana of course slept like a hibernating bear and after I tried my ipod, little wadded up paper earplugs and some good old fashioned threats (oddly ignored by the trains) I gave up and let them toot away. We did finally make it in Sunday night and crashed. Yes folks, although we loved the family and those strange bushy green things called trees that don't exist here in Lubbock, the gravitational pull of Texas was just too large (kinda like the hats, trucks and food with the words "big Texas" in front). We're glad to be home and I promise pictures will follow soon! Happy School year to you all and thanks again Mom and Dad for the best separate but equal vacation yet!
Wednesday all the girls drove down to St. George and half of us had air but don't worry, the other half had fans and ice cold Mr. Misty Freezes. We swam in the indoor/outdoor pool and Ethan and I enjoyed the "warm pool" aka the hot tub. We shopped till we dropped and Dana was ever so sad to miss all the hours of trying on shirts, color matching, and baby clothes, baby clothes, baby clothes! I ate way too much food and popcorn and got to enjoy every minute with my two sisters, nephews, and Grandma Tina (that would be my mom). And contrary to my sister's thoughts, no the cute little boys did not turn our two year baby plan into a ten year baby plan...although I'm seriously considering a patent for a perma-baby-bib; it would have this nice trough shape and food that fell from their little mouths would magically disappear into a void. Genius!
Nothing eventful really happened until we took off Saturday to pick the boys up and halfway there my car up and had a tantrum. After some green liquid explosions and a lucky break with the NAPA mechanics, we found out one itsy bitsy piece was making all the ruckus and it was able to be fixed. We also had time to find a nice little restaurant called, funnily enough, Grandma Tina's, but then we realized this Grandma Tina has no concept of pricing and we went for the delicious mexican food instead(ten bucks for a weenie sandwhich or 5 bucks for huge tacos? You decide!) We met the boys halfway, pushed a very lethargic Dana into my car, gave hugs all around, looked at some of Taylor's now reddish socks that were once white, and took off for Texas. We could have made it home by 5 in the morning but we decided to stop in Flagstaff Arizona and boy are we glad we did. Aside from the highway robbery at the hotel (busy season my rear) we were also treated to a lovely room next to the ice machine and then, oh ho ho, a cacophony of sounds at night. Nobody mentioned the train parade was in town but from about 2-6 that morning we were delighted with the whistles and bells of their local locomotives. Little ones with a beep beep beep and looooong ones really letting loose. Dana of course slept like a hibernating bear and after I tried my ipod, little wadded up paper earplugs and some good old fashioned threats (oddly ignored by the trains) I gave up and let them toot away. We did finally make it in Sunday night and crashed. Yes folks, although we loved the family and those strange bushy green things called trees that don't exist here in Lubbock, the gravitational pull of Texas was just too large (kinda like the hats, trucks and food with the words "big Texas" in front). We're glad to be home and I promise pictures will follow soon! Happy School year to you all and thanks again Mom and Dad for the best separate but equal vacation yet!
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