Blick Family Pics 2013

Just the 3 of us:

 I am SERIOUSLY dying over Zach's pose here. Pelvic thrust?!?! hahaha

 Love these peeps so so much.

 And what are family pictures without some black & white sultry shots????

 My amazing sisters that I feel so blessed to share:

 Love my mom. And she loves her grandbabies.

 My sexy brooding single siblings: 

 Anybody interested???

 Daddy's girls, all of us:

 And we love our only brother to death. So glad we didn't get any more boys... we like him the best :)

 And the force to finish it off! Awesome picture. This is the essence of Cutterman. I suggest you all stay far far away and out of his reach to avoid risk. Seriously. Seriouslyyyyy.

I love my family with all my heart. They are the best part of me. They make me who I am. (They are responsible for my faults. ;) jk)

What Would You Do For Mexico????

The events leading up to a week in Mexico were so unbelievable/horrific/ridiculous/intense that they deserve a post of their own. It should definitely be recorded as a testament of what I will do to be with my family. In Mexico. For the last time for the next 3+ years. Just remember that through all of this, I was feeling: AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHKSJKSDFLKSLDKFLSKDLKFKSJDF

We flew to CA where Zach ditched me to visit OC for a day. And I willingly went home to Camarillo so as to not aggravate my mother before the big Cancun trip. She had family pictures scheduled (the last pics for the next 3 years) and therefore forbid anyone from coming/going on that day so there would be no close calls. Unfortunately, that did not happen. I was also rushed home and forbidden to stop and get food by my evil sister who insisted we come straight home to pick up her kids from the babysitter, depriving me of a much needed stop at Fat Sals in LA for a greasy philly cheese steak. And then got ditched AGAIN while my siblings left for the movies and informed me that I had to then stay at the house and watch their kids. Welcome back to CA. I missed you too.
Grrrrr my loving fam and their monopolies/conditions/blackmail of which I am no exception. Zach hates when I have my "my way or the highway" moments. Thankfully my mom sent my dad over to watch the kids so I could get to bed.

Happy to be in CA:   

I think this face means "I know something you don't know... and you're going to hate the next 48 hours of your life...."

I woke up Saturday morning refreshed and happy that G had slept so well. Strolled into the kitchen to eat my heart out and actually literally wanted to EAT MY HEART OUT. Sitting on the table was my brother's passport. And I realized - I grabbed Zach's, Georgia's, and LEFT MINE AT HOME. Panic quickly set in. I am going to spare you the bloody details and summarize:

-I called 658,123 people and schemed and schemed for a way to get that dang passport from UT to CA and into my hands before Monday morning.
-I found 2 people who were flying to CA and could help. Amazing.
-None of this mattered.
-My amazing RS President went to my house at the drop of a hat and searched for TWO HOURS to find NOTHING. And then back again for another hour.
-My amazing friend and her boyfriend also spent another hour searching.
-I realized I had to fly back to Utah to somehow get that passport because no one would be able to find it but me.
-I booked the next flight and drove to the airport, praying all the while that the hand of God would bring me a miracle and I could turn around and go home.
-No such miracle. Yet.
(Ok so I realize this is still detailed & not a very good summary...bear with me)
-I got to the airport and grabbed some food and $12 later, I met a lovely woman who stopped to comment on G's cute-as-can-be little face who gave me the news that made my heart drop out my butt: our flight was delayed threeeeee hourrrrrrs.
-This lovely woman took me under her wing and wouldn't leave my side until I was back in Utah
-I got home at 1am, took care of G, and was in bed by 2am.
-Woke up at 7am, rummaged around for my passport, and came to the conclusion that my friends are smart. If they can't find the passport, it's not here.
-As my last chance, I drove to our storage unit in Draper, praying all the while that it would be in my nightstand and that my nightstand would be in plain sight.
-To my amazement, when I got inside, it was right in front of me!
-It wasn't in there. My last chance evaporated. A couple of tears and then I pushed on.
-Straight ahead on top of all the other boxes: "mail organizer" YES!!!

It was in there!!! VICTORY!!!! 
I seriously couldn't have been happier. I was in shock and couldn't stop giving thanks for finding it in such chaos. And the chaos wasn't over yet...
I drove back home, hopped in the shower and prepared to get all dolled up for the flight back to CA just in time for family pictures.
Oh and what was Zach doing in the middle of all of this???? Golfing. With friends & family. Rrrrrr.

Soooooo tired but ready to make the trip:

Unfortunately, the chaos translated over and all our pictures were ruined:

Seriously, WHAT am I doing here???? 

 So frumpy & dumpy.

  AAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHIDJFSDJFKDFKSDF I hate them... I'm completely washed out and my hair went super flat. Greaaaaat. 

Ok fine, there were a couple of good ones: 

Krissy, why are you so short??? ;)

I love this picture so much, my mom looks amazing: 

And this pretty much sums up me & my sissies:

Little miracles along the way:
-Through all of this, I had my little boobadoo with me and she was sooooo good on both of the flights just me and her

 Who wouldn't be happy to spend so much time with her?

-Suzie from the flight who took pity on me and special care of Georgia & I, I don't think I ever met a more amazing & compassionate stranger in my life
-Finding my passport on top of all the boxes instead of buried out of sight
-Making it back in time for family pictures
-Friends & family who made it all happen

After an exhausting 48 hours, I was prepared to fly yet again to Cancun at 6am the next morning! I must say, it was alllllll worth it. My mom hugged me several times that trip and said how happy she was that we had made it to Cancun and it wouldn't have been the same without us.

What would you do for Mexico??????

Hilton Head Island, SC

So happy to get to Hilton Head - our hotel room overlooked the beach and was pretty big with a little kitchenette so that was fun. 

 This girl is turning onto her side these days.

 The view from our room. Pool & beach!

Our fair-skinned blue-eyed beauty needs her shade. 

 I've heard the Atlantic is supposed to be warmer than the Pacific but it felt just as cold to us as ever!

 Love these two.

 That's how close our hotel was to the beach. Not bad!

Basically, Hilton Head Island is just a big resort spot to relax, not much to do but lounge by the pool and stroll the beach. Fine with me. So after a few hours of that and doing some much needed summer clothes shopping for Zach at an outlet, we headed back to Atlanta to catch our flight in the morning. 

 I looked up restaurants in Atlanta on Diner's Drive-ins and Dive's and picked this one because I wanted some gooooood southern bbq. And what sounds better than Daddy D's BBQ JOYNT??? I must admit as we pulled into the parking lot and saw nothing but black people outside a rundown shack, we were a little... scared for our lives?? But then we quit judging and stepped inside to find all kinds of nice people inside so we got down to business and ordered whatever we wanted :)

I was bummed they were out of the one thing I wanted - rib tips, I guess they go fast - so I settled for the ribs, baked beans, cole slaw, and corn bread and it was amaze balls to say the least. A gooey sloppy delicious mess.

Daddy DDDDD'z - great authentic southern bbq!

Side note: Zach didn't do his bloody hair the entire week. Aaaagh. Boys.

 Just a couple hours of sun for me... and Georgia looks adopted.

Enjoying some cartoons on the plane ride home. 

Except for one horrendous up-all-nighter, she was a good babe to bring along. 

Strolling Savannah

Savannah is seriously one of the most quaint and charming little places I've ever been. It's gorgeous and romantic and in another life, I would live there! The streets are lined with beautiful mossy trees everywhere and all the buildings and streets are old fashioned. We headed down to the Historic District and River Street first to walk the shops along the Savannah River. 

Looking out over the river.

 We had ourselves some New Orleans eats at Huey's which looked out at the river, but the food was kind of blah. What made up for it was the most amazing beignets I've ever had (little French donuts topped with mounds of powdered sugar). I wish I had taken a bag to go! 

 Zach posing at one of the hundreds of commemorative "squares" in Savannah.

 Just a really amazing street that I wish I lived on. I can't tell you how many times I pretended I was Scarlett O'Hara in a big southern belle dress walking these gorgeous streets under an umbrella with Rhett and Bonnie Blue Butler by my side.

 We walked all the way to Forsyth Park, 30 acres of lush greenery, with a pretty fountain in the middle. 

 One of the pretty buildings Zach really liked: 

 Me, obsessing over the trees some more...

  And look what I spotted right there in town. Not surprised, us Blicks are pretty artsy ;)

 After a pretty relaxing day of eating and strolling by the river, we headed out to our hotel in Hilton Head Island, South Carolina. As we were driving away, I was a little sad not to be staying right here in Savannah.