The Interview

HI!!! This is Jason, Candy was telling me that people had questions for me and I have never been much of a "blogger" but I would be happy to answer your questions:


#1)

Question:

Do his feet get sweaty in day to day activities? Are his socks damp by the end of the day?

Submitted by: Savannah Gardiner

Answer:

Ummm, well although I have never really measured the dampness of my socks, at the end of the day I am gonna say no on that one!

#2)

Question:

What do you like MOST about Candy?

Submitted by: Sierra

Answer:

Now, if it was, "What do you like about Candy?" That's easy. But, "What do I like MOST?" .... I would have to say that smile on her face right before she jumps into my arms!

My comments:

We have a long distance relationship and we take turns driving up to either Rexburg or Provo so when I see him for the "first time" there's always a huge smile on my face and I always run and JUMP into his arms.

#3)

Question:

What is Jason's favorite Disney movie?

Submitted by: Natalie Bennion

Answer:

Aladdin - hands down. Because it always gave me hope to know that a "street rat" like myself, could fall in love with a Princess and still have things work out in the end! Oh, and Jasmine is gorgeous.

#4)

Question:

How many children would he like to have?

Submitted by: Kirsten Kraeson

Answer:

As many as my wife is willing to let me have and as many as I can afford.

#5)

Question:

On a scale of 1 to 10, (1 being not at all, and 10 being extremely) how awkward did he feel when I hugged him after knowing him for 2 seconds? Tell him to think carefully. It's a tough one.

Submitted by: Cassie

Answer:

Two. It really wasn't that awkward at all! I hug people I have only known for a little bit too, so it's not a big deal to me!

#6)

Question:

What is his favorite sexual position?

Submitted by: Anonymous

Answer:

With my wife...!

Here are some more questions he has yet to answer, comment to add more to the list!

Question:

Is Candy a good kisser?

How does he treat his mother?

Submitted by: Rachel Hazen

Here is Mandy interviewing me about Jason:





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Questions

I have been getting a lot of questions about this "new guy" in my life and I thought I would write a blog on "INRODUCING" Jason to everyone.

I thought I would let you, my bloggers pick some of the questions that I should ask him, (I am going to interview him) and he will have to answer the questions you left as a comment on this post for him to answer... and he will have to be brutally honest. I know you guys will not let me down!

I'm excited to hear what you will come up with!!!

Let the interview questions begin!!!!


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Miniature Breakdancers

Jason came with me to work one day and we put this together.

Their friends were also over for the night so we had a couple of extra kids and had a blast!!!

This video makes me smile big.


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Meet Chet

I realize I have a pretty diverse audience of followers that read my blog. As many as you know, I'm Mormon, or LDS. Recently, us Mormons haven't been getting a very good reputation in the press (especially in California) due to the Church's support and donation towards the passing of Proposition 8. (Defining marriage solely between a man and a woman.)


Every year MTV puts in a new cast of strangers picked to live in the same house and film a reality series about them and how they get along. MTV recently cast a Mormon for this season of the "Real World."

Meet Chet.

Don't let his look fool you: Chet is not your typical punk rock party boy. Despite his tight jeans and affinity for neon clothing, this 23-year-old University of Utah frat boy is one of 10 children in a strict Mormon family. Recently single, Chet's flamboyant style and energetic personality always makes him the life of the party. Still, that doesn't mean he'll compromise his firm beliefs: no alcohol and no premarital sex. Chet won't chug beer with his fraternity brothers, but he'll take care of them when they get drunk, and sometimes that means playing a prank or two. A die-hard Republican, he is not one to shy away from voicing his opinions and standing up for what he believes in.

I watched one of the episodes with my best friend and her husband and he seems like a good guy. He's metro sexual and dresses nice and was questioned the first episode if he was gay. (To which he shot down all inquiries.) But I'm excited to watch him this season.

Let me know what you think.


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What will YOU be doing?

WOOT WOOT.




Me and my family are flying to Maui, Hawaii tomorrow! YAY!



My family last time we went to Hawaii in 2005. We went to Kauii


What will you be doing 24 hours from now??



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A good thing for Provo

My Uncle is running for Mayor of Provo!!!

I'm so excited! I copied this post from my cousin, Kirsten's blog to let you all know a little bit more about this amazing man. The other day 700 letters were sent out announcing he will be running for mayor. In the letters he says:

"I have decided to run for Mayor of Provo in 2009. I am running for Mayor to help ensure a strong and vibrant future for Provo and because I agree with Edmund Burke who said, "All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.

Provo is facing a crossroads and, as with all similar opportunities, the question is: Will we rise to meet the challenges? My campaign will present a positive vision to Provo voters. I worry about the lack of civility in our system. I will champion solving issues we face through openness and inclusiveness. My administration will take the best ideas no matter where they come from. Passion and hard work, not politics, is how I approach issues. I will stand for safety in the community, build unity at all levels, and bring in businesses that will help our city by providing good-paying jobs and provide the economic base we need for the essential services of our City."

Along with my cousin Kirsten, I remember helping out with his campaign years ago. That was so fun to see our whole family pull together and help support him. It taught me a lot about politics at the age of 14.

My Uncle is a really great guy and I know he comes from a great family, as well as the one he has helped raise. I hope he knows I support him anyway possible and I encourage everyone to get to know their local Politicians running.

You can read more about it here and here and here.

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Grumpy me.

#1 reason why I want to live in space.

Gravity.

That way... when you have a cold in space you don't have to worry about waking up in the middle of the night to turn over so the other nostril can share in on some of the joy of breathing.



This is what I have concluded.......

Earth = Gravity

Gravity + stuffed noses + sleep = uneven uncomfortable nostrils

Uneven uncomfortable nostrils = grumpy me

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Wedding Preview

So don't worry there will be tons of more pictures to follow... but unfortunately an hour before the wedding was over I lost my camera (basically I'm pretty sure someone stole it) so sad :-( but here are some pictures... and more to come!!!

Thank you to everybody that came and supported them. It meant a lot to me, Angela and Enrique, and my mom and dad.

I have never seen her happier.

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Who's shoes?

Which shoes are mine?






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Tut-tut... it looks like rain!

This afternoon as church got out we all routinely made our way upstairs to head home. As I approach the glass doors heading outside I note in my head there is a fairly large gathering of people socializing today after church.


As I bounce toward the glass doors I glance outside and stop dead in my tracks-it is pouring outside.... and I mean pouring. I look down at the floor inside the building and realize that even with the ceiling above-the rain found it's way into the building.


I wait a second to take in the damage of brave students just arriving at church and take note that it isn't good. I spot a pretty girl (who probably spent about 45 minutes straightening her hair this morning) gather up her tangles of once beautifully straight hair and wring gallons of water out of it.


I look around at all of the people around me and realize that nobody is wanting to go outside into this madness. Even the men are waiting, hoping somebody who was smart enough to bring an umbrella this morning, will offer to share.


Girls start flirting with the male closest to her - hoping he didn't remember how she had been ignoring him all month and would be entranced enough to take off his suit jacket for her to cover her head with as she dashed out into the pouring rain.


I laugh to myself and think.... "Silly people! It's only a little of rain!" As I start to open the doors, I really take in how wet it is outside. Puddles make up my next 30 feet of distance-none of which is possible to be avoided. Rain drops are pouring down into this lake of madness and bursting back up into the air what looked like about 5 feet.


Flashes of me getting ready this morning and wrapping my hair around the curling iron for what felt like 3 hours flood through my memory. Suddenly, the dress I am wearing becomes my favorite dress I have ever owned and I'm not sure how I can stand to allow it to get wet. I curse myself for not having a boyfriend as I watch one of the guys tell his girlfriend he'll go get the car and pull it around for her.


I stall for about 20 minutes and realize this storm will not cease until I come out.... but reminders of my newly acquired favorite dress (within the last hour) and flashes of me spending 7 hours curling my hair this morning pound through my memory.


I come to the conclusion that, sadly, there is absolutely no way I can ruin this favorite dress and favorite hair. I start walking around the building looking for something to cover my head with as to shield the damage. I am unsuccessful the first 8 rooms when I walk into what looks like Heaven and glance over to the garbage (not really sure why that was in Heaven) and I see Indiana Jones popping out. I'm not really sure why that is in Heaven either but I decide to take a closer look. As I inch closer I realize Indy's home is indeed an ad on a PIZZA BOX!!!


I get excited as I yank the Indy and the box from it's home called the trash can and carry it with me back to where everyone else is still congregated. As I open up the pizza box, I barely pay attention as a piece of half eaten crust falls onto my head.


I know everybody in that building is looking at me at envy as I strut outside into the rain-made "lake" with my hair still bouncing perfectly.


"Oh, clever me... clever me!" I think to myself as smugly smile to the 4 drenched girls running to their car.

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