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well i have so much that i want to say in this post, but dont really have any material to tell you. 

strange.

regardless... JB and i (thats jamie brady for short... her blog name... if you will..which i know you will... because i say so) tangent. JB and i are straight up idiots. fell straight down from the idiot tree. 

we have this super awesome super GHETTO motorola phone. it is so old, like still has the blue screen. ya know what i mean. was the shiz... but now has no more shizz status. well its ours. we love it. it is durable and dependable. double D is what we call it. no we actually dont. but what i am trying to get at is that we love this phone. 

so today she/he we dont really know the gender, dies. dang. ok so we get home plug her in and she just keeps blinking her fab blue screen at us. ok.. start charging. HELLO! no nadda... blink blink blink. 

Jamie and i, whoops i mean JB and i are not total teenagers that HAVE TO HAVE THEIR PHONE TO TEXT MESSAGE ALL OUR SUPA FLY FRIENDS! no we really arent. we loose the phone more times than we actually have it, but we do need it. it is indeed still our popular stick. ok so we decide to take it into the cable and wireless store, they are like a wanna be verizon, we wait FOREVER!!! and i really should not say FOREVER like i am bugged because i was not, it got us out of standing on our feet at a very slow day at work, but im still going to say FOREVER because it makes the story better.kinda. ok so we wait FOREVER and finally get our turn with the customer service lady. tell her our prob with the ghetto phone and she says that "that is not my field, go talk to the other man outside" oh you mean the guy that has not had a line this whole time?? oh but NOW he has a line... great. thanks a million cable and wireless girl. ( ha i really was not bugged at all, its just the small details that make stories funny. is this funny even? you tell me.) k so we get into his line and then get called to this little desk with this super tall super thin guy. he looks at the phone, laughs, which kinda upsets me because... she is a legit phone. she still works and had worked flawlessly for like 20 some off years probably, dont laugh at her. ( i have subconsciously declared the phone a girl i just realized) anyways he pops the back off and is like, " who has been fiddling with the phone?" umm?? i dont know?? he flips the battery around and tells us it was in backwards. ok... do we feel STOOPID? ya you bet. blue ribbon for the cable and wireless guy. so we quickly tuck our tails between our legs and get out. 

we are straight up idiots. wouldnt you all agree? 

next tale of the day. before i begin i want you all to take a guess on what it is about. go ahead. come on. guess. ( this will only really be funny if you are a faithful reader to me... so like... mom and sandy... OH and boyd... i know he loves the blog. steph too.. hey steph!! miss ya) ok any guesses??

FREE FOOD!!! finger food none the less. 

Scotia bank was having a customer appreciation day.

ok question. how do we find out about these weird free food events? dont ask. i really cant answer.

so we go to the bank with our little jamaican friend andrea. she is so funny and i THINK she might have a hint of lesbianism in her. she held JB and my hands the whole way to the bank, which was like 2 blocks. very awkward... haha... weird.

well we get in and head straight to the food table. immediately Scotia bank employes surround us and are like " um its CUSTOMER appreciation day... are you doing business with us?"

i  totally played the dumb blonde card, which surprisingly still works even though i have sick poo color blah hair. whatev. i was like "well we didnt do business TODAY... then andrea pipes in says some stuff i didnt quite catch, i was too busy piling free food onto my plate. i think the employee got confused and before she knew it we were gone and so was a good portion of her deserts. i ate some of the cake and stuff on the walk back and when i got back i gave a piece of cake, just like the one i ate, to Samantha and she was like "oh yum! RUM CAKE:)!! haha of course. 

well thats about all i have to say today.

talk to you soon

JB and case

jamie you sing! doo doo doo duh doo doo doo hhahahaha

ok so i have been trying to get onto my blog for like twenty minutes now, trying every email i have, which is two, and password, which is one, and it was switching it all around making me another jamie casey blog. i dont want two, one will do. what in the world, drrraammma. but i am hear now and it is good to be here. how is everyone?? i have not blogged since the seventh?! and today the month is over..time is FLYING!

ok so like a month ago shalynnER ( hahahahaha) tagged me or whatev it is called and i need to list six random facts about myself so... echm... here i go

1. most people already know this, but it is so strange none the less, i can not do the number three on my left hand. dont know why, birth defect, i have never been able to and totally totally thought it was the norm till about... oh fifth grade. my fifth grade teacher, mr. malmrose, made you put your hand in the air with the number 3 on your fingers if you had to go to the bathroom. this way he would not have to stop his lesson and ask what you wanted he would just see the 3 and nod. genius really. ok not so much for casey. i would hold up this retard of a hand and never get the nod. thanks a million mr.m for making me look like a fool and never getting to empty my bladder which leads me right into my next fact

numba 2. my bladder is so so small. i feel like this is gross talking about my inside body parts. it should not be weird. we all have them and YOU would be the weird one if you didnt. right?? but i still feel weird so we will keep it short. my bladder is SO small. no biggie for me to pee OVER 20 times a day. annoying? INCREDIBLY!

twa(took french for five years and can not remember how to spell 3, that is a random fact in itself) number 3 i dont like bottom lash mascara. well i should be more clear i do not like it on myself, i feel like a spider and uggs. some people look great i just feel..?? creepy. i dont want everyone to stop wearing it on their bottom lashes now though, because i know my opinion on the where abouts of your mascara IS the most important one you get... no no no keep wearing i will just choose to not.

4. i think my family has bad luck, well not bad lucky we are so so so so extremely blessed. so i wouldn't say bad luck but, things always go wrong for my family. no lie. things break, not because of us, usually, things just break, we got guitar hero for Christmas, put it in, wouldn't work. our neighbors got it. it still works. we are on our THIRD unsuccessful CD and 2nd play-station. it just doesn't work. we also LOVE to pay full price for everything. my mom will go to the store and buy something expensive and then the next day or week someone gets it from the same place for WAY cheaper. i can not think of any good examples but things just break and what not. zippers, buttons, cds, CARS, scooters, all of it.. we just....love paying full price and then busting it. its our thing i guess?? we also are alwasy second best. i feel like we are always being one up-ed. we are not the most competitive people in the world but that gets annoying let me tell you. its weird it is like bad karma or something.. strange. uprades is another big one. i will buy the new high tech fancy duty woohoo and then no less than a month later the NEW-ER improved high tech fancy woohoo comes out. without fail. whatev.. im over it.

5. i am an abnormally loud chewer. i get it from mr.guy madsen. ever since i was little i always thought that my dad chewed so loud and i would think "gosh dad hungry?" but i am the same way!! down at college i would always go sit it taryn's room and talk to her with a little bag of carrots or something. i would only stay for a few minutes before i was harassed and kicked out. apparently the chewing was too loud and interrupted her blog stalking. she'd rather be a freak and know every small detail of you fellow bloggers lives than put up with the carrot chomping and build a stronger relationship between the two of us. taryn... PRIORITIES!!

6. this is probably not that random i think a lot of people do this but i count every step i take when i am just walking somewhere alone. i do it without thinking. all of the sudden i am just counting on number 27 or something and just continue, i dont know if i started from number one but i just catch on where ever i am and start counting. im also obsessed with time. i love writng down every second of everyday and to do list and things i want to accomplish how many pages of the book i want to read my exact calorie intake. this can be a healthy habit but i need to stop i stress myself out too much and get so angry at myself if i do not get to cross off everything on my list. kinda freaky

ok there are some random facts. thinking of those was a lot harder than i thought but it is done and i can cross it off my list ha. i will try to get jamie to post six things about her because i feel like her family would like to hear from her rather than me.

BUT, before i go i want to give a shout out to my parents. both of their birthdays were this month and i want them to know how much i love them. i never compliment them enough on things that really count. i always tell my mom the dumbest things about her that impress me. like parking she is so so good at parking our huge denali perfectly in tiny little spots. like at costco where all the car are like two inches apart. she gets in their straight up. incredible. or shuffling cards, she does that bridge thing and i never dont awe. i will never be able to do that. i blame in on my retard hand birth defect. or her hand writing. she could hand write wedding invitations. i never tell her that i think she is so beautiful and that i want to be just like her when i grow up. i think she has raised us kids with such a perfect balance. we set high goals for ourselves and try hard in all that we do and that is because of her. all that i am i owe to my mother. and to my dad, he is the jolliest dad out there. i love making my dad laugh more than anything. when my mom laughs at me it is no big thing because she laughs ALL the time but my dad when he laughs i feel like freakin jerry seinfield. i think i am so funny. he is the most tender man and has the strongest testimony. because of him i know without a doubt the church is true and what love for the gospel and for family really is. i love my parents.

p.s. jamie and i joined out choir at church. HEAVEN HELP US!!

"nigger"itis.... happens

what in the world? i am coming down with what? nigger-itis?? hmm.. strange. for all of you who are terribly worried about my health at this point or where i stand on racism, nigger-itis is what you get after you eat a large meal and then start to feel tired. haha that one threw me for a loop when after lunch one day my black friend Elisia told me i had niger-itis. in my head all i could think was... dont laugh... or should i? what in the world is nigger-itis and what response is she looking for?! she read my face perfectly, saw the stress and explained...ha... it happens.

ok so to do a quick catch up on some events that have been pretty solid in our life i posted a few pictures. eat them up i hope you love!

after work one day we headed to this rockin beach. amazing. we just read and totally chilled, it was a perfect way to end a perfect day on a perfect island in our perfect lives. 
this is what we look like now. a little sun kissed and super super SEXY!
this is ROYLEE ROLSTON ahh he is SO SO cool. he is this new member in the branch and he has the strongest testimony. i can not even explain in an entire blog how amazing he is. i would just break out into song about how much i love him and how incredible he is so... to spare you the howling..i will just say he is amazing and so fun and did WONDERS to our scooter! the two goofy looking kids are the elders. elder Snyder and elder Robertson. what a pair. 
there is this new investigator with the missionaries. he is from Honduras and his girlfriend is from arizona. she wanted to come down here to help him find his way into the church and so the missionaries asked us if she could crash with us for a few days. we are super nice and super good hostesses so of course we said yes and she is here with us now. last night we had the first discussion with the missionaries and boy the CHURCH IS TRUE!! it was amazing and so touching to see someone understand so much and... wow.. here comes the songs... it was great. we'll leave it at that. BUT the coolest thing about this new investigator, besides the fact that Christ is now in his life and he is learning how to pray yadda yadda yadda haha just kidding, he is the captain of one of the boats that goes out to sting ray city and now we have FREE hook ups WHENEVER we want. YATZEE!!! look at the blessings be freaking instantaneous! the above picture is a picture of him, Barren, riding a sting ray. 
and finally, i can not believe i am putting up this Chinese version looking picture of myself, but these starfish were MONDO! and they would suck your hand. ha i just looked at the picture again. my face is so goofy. call me Ching Yao. haha ok that is all for this post sorry it is not even funny. whatev

until next time

Ching Yao-the Chinese man

lessons learned

ok ok seriously where do i begin? lets start from the top ok? ok! Today at work Avi Nash told us that the new store called Diamonds international was opening and they were having this grand opening party with free finger food. now you all know how i feel about free food (refer to post beneath this one) so we were there right on time. 4 o clock on the dot... nothing. there was no free food no party just trucks setting up.. drat... oh well we will come by later we thought. so we go home watch a healthy amount of our new obsession "LOST" marry me jack please please please then decide to head back on foot. it is not a far walk but that point is relevant in a minute.

 we get there and there still is the same stupid truck, cops, and a dj table but NO food. ya ya ya there is millions of dollars worth of diamonds we could go look at.. BORING! we want the food. we are starving at this point and did we bring our wallets, nope... we were really putting all our marbles on the free finger food. so we walk ALL THE WAY back home. on the way home we both have this inner debate.. should we go to institute? we should we have nothing to do.. i am so hungry my stomach is eating itself... talk about good angel on one shoulder and devil on the other... so in trying situations like this what do you do? bargain. perfect. we said that we would call sarah and if she can give us a ride we would go. we call sarah.. nothing.. call again.. nothing. ok.. LETS EAT! 

we take our scooter this time and were planning to park in the parking lot we always park in but it was closed due to the "diamonds international grand opening totally LAME party" so we drive a little further traffic traffic traffic.. we start going down a one way road in the wrong direction AHHH!! before death caught us we skid into cayman cameras parking lot, caught our breath and heading to margaritaville. we get there.. closed. what is the freaking deal? we start walking back to diamonds international for the THIRD time. there has GOT to be free food by now... nothing...swear words... we finally give up on the free finger food and decide to go to this local coffee house and get a stupid muffin or something. just then we get a text BEEP BEEP bEEp its shalynna, she says sarah is out of town and the elders will be teaching institute.. the debate starts again and poof the good angel and bad devil are back. we should go.. ya we should.. ah we will be late... well we will be blessed.. ok lets grab something real fast and go over. ok. we now have a plan. 

right next to the coffee house there is this little party going on with loud music. we are drawn to the music, round the corner and guess what we see. FREE FINGER FOOD!!! hahaha we must have had the wrong party or something or Heavenly Father is blessing us with free finger food for making the correct choice to attend institute. one of the two.... it is this art gallery show. they just got all these new art pieces from various art programs that are held in local prisons and juvenile camps... ok so.. the food is there no one is eating it they are all looking at art. jamie and i did not want to be rude so we said we would go inside look at the art real fast, grab some grub and head to institute. we get inside and the art projects are FOR SHIZZ SUPA FLY! seriously so cool. i decide to buy one on a whim.. does the girl go to a juvenile school for bad decisions? ya you bet, but i support her in trying to get better and give her $50 for this wicked cool piece of art. i'd take a picture but it has to stay there for a few weeks, anywho... we now dont feel so awkward for getting the food because we are indeed buyers and TOTAL supporters of this little show. 

we grab some food. there was chicken, meatballs, crackers, and fruit. YUM! they did not have big plates because it was "finger food" they just had little plates to catch the crumbs. Jamie and i loaded up... that plate will never hold that much food again. to escape the embarrassment for our oversized towering plates of food we go around the building and sit on the stairs and gobble down our food. when finished we look at the time... it is way to late to go to institute (our slow browsing of the art pieces was unintentional to pass time..i swear). we would show up a half hour late which is rude so we bagged that idea and went to see if they set up a desert table. 

they had not, but there was more food... so.... yes you guessed right! we got more. there were only two tiny plates left. we were so lucky! we load up our plates again as quietly as we can because some lady is giving a speech about the prisoners blah blah blah grab me some crackers! this little girl walks up approx. age seven, but that is just a guess, she says "there is no more plates....?" quivering lips and puppy dog eyed and all. it was so that moment from Aladin when he steels the bread and sees the two hungry children digging trough the garbage and gives them his loaf. who really takes life lessons from Disney movies though? so we did not give her our plate. she walks away and then the bottom of my plate breaks and sauce starts dripping EVERYWHERE! knock knock who is it? Karma? IM A BELIEVER! we grab some napkins and jet back to the stairs. gobble gobble gobble yum yum yum unbutton the pants.. and then we go back for desert. there is none. we expect way to much from these stupid parties. we did indeed see a HUGE cooler full of juice boxes. kinda weird? you can think that but i loved it. we grabbed some, one for now one for the road, stuffed our pockets with crackers,we're american. portion control....what?? then we leave. finally. as we are walking back to the scooter we pass the now thriving diamonds international party. there are super tall and slender women in beautiful dresses sipping wine and laughing elegantly at dumb smart jokes that are probably not even really funny, wearing diamonds, naturally.. haha jamie and i walk by juice box in hand sip sip sip and cheddar crackers crunch crunch crunch while they look at us with disgust almost. lifestyles of the rich and the famous..sheesh... it was a very Lehi's dream great and spacious building moment. 

and that raps up the night. life lessoned learned? go to institute and always support art shows put on by prisoners.

cheers

hello hello... where is your brain?

we have been here for almost three months now and so this tale i am about to tell really is shocking. EVERYONE, well almost everyone, that comes into our store has a bright yellow bag that says "Tortuga Rum Cake" being the curious human being that i am i asked jamie what is tortuga rum cake? she said casey of course it is rum cake. i said well naturally it is but is the rum bad for you or does it get cooked out? she did not know either and so we asked our trusty friend and manager Mr. David Crandell. he said that indeed the rum is poured onto the cake AFTER it is baked. making it, for all of us mormons, OFF LIMITS! dang it... ok so today my indian friend Avi Nash wanted to go to tortuga to get a patty (these luckily are not covered in rum and they are the most delicious things ever!) he asked me to join him for the friendly stroll and indeed i did. we walked into Tortuga, me being fully aware of where we were and what they sold there disregarded the HUNDREDS of rum bottles on every wall and was completely focused on the tons and tons of cakes they had laying out on the table. i have been trying really really hard to be as healthy as possible and so this delicious temptation staring me in the face...well lets just say i was wide-eyed and speechless. to make matters even better Avi says to me. try one they are free samples. OK!! FREE CAKE WHEN ALL I HAVE BEEN EATING IS EGG WHITES AND CELERY YA ILL TAKE A PIECE OF FREE CAKE! in all honesty i completely completely forgot that this was indeed "rum cake" ( the conversation i mentioned with david happened a few months ago and so it was not fresh on my mind.. nothing was fresh on my mind but the cake...) so did i try just one sample of cake? no. did i take over ten small sample pieces and a couple extra of the banana flavored one? you betcha. i go back to the store and start to tell all the girls how delicious this cake is and that it is FREE and you can take as much as you want! hooolldd upp.... "casey you ate the cake? jamie would not eat it because there is rum in it"

gulp

uh......

the wheels in my head then start to turn... it all starts making sense... click click click tortuga rum cakes= RUM cake...duh

so here i am trying to be a good example to these girls and tell them how awesome the gospel is and trying to always choose the right with them and pick my words wisely everyday and then i go get intoxicated with rum cake.... am i awesome? yes i am...

and just so you know the banana cake is the one they add the most rum too. OF COURSE!

make it stop make it end

neighbors... love them as i do...they have got to go. leave.. get out.. pack up and ship out. it is 11:02 here and Jamie and i are trying to get some sleep. "why in the world are you blogging then casey?" a question i am sure you are all asking. one word

KARAOKE!!!!

it is taking all that i have in me not to get out of bed, retainers in, vicks nostrils, face masked face (really does wonders if you sleep with it) bra-less, barefoot and not knock down the neighbors door, rip their karaoke machine out of the wall, throw it on the ground and jump on it until it is in a million tiny little musical pieces and then guiltlessly walk out of there and get seven good full hours of beauty sleep. like i said it is taking everything in me not to do that. "WELL GO CASEY!! YOU HAVE EVERY RIGHT!"

i know i know you are all thinking that and would totally support my decision because it would make for a funny blog not for the sake of my sleep.. but i am not going to do this because these are indeed the neighbors that give us their internet. it is so nice of them to give us their internet but guys come on!! sweet caroline sung by neil diamond is great who doesn't love it but these vodka drinking, late night karaoking MACHINES SUCK!! aaaahhhhh or berlin's and kenny loggin's take my breath away with a philipino accent is my new lullaby. i wake up wanting to go hop in a jet, kiss tom cruise breathlessly, and ship off to battle... and trust me you dont want to wake up feeling that way. jets make you motion sick. tom cruise is old and freaky and ....

ohh wait...! song change ....we got a new song here...what is it??

haha

total eclipse of the heart... ah... my night just keeps getting better!!

i love i love

feed the fire ladies..

marrissa, payton, KC,and crashauna
julianna and jamie

last week jamie and i went to girls camp. SHHWWIING! if i had to explain it in one word i would say that word would be "blissfull" it doesn't get much better than feeling the holy spirit and livin on a beach. The cute little girlies that went to girls camp were Crashauna, Marrissa, and Payton. we went to this BEAUTIFUL beach out on east end with this mega huge PRICEY house... did we go into the house??.. course not.. but the beach was all ours. we set up some tents and did the whole first aid, fire safety diddy, had some devotionals, roasted some s'mores hiked around, and bore the testimonies. it was the perfect girls camp. Jamie and i did this little edible fire activity...ha we make a mean fire. a SAFE fire may i add. no forest/island fires here. these girls have never had an out door girls camp!! bring em to utah and stick them in a leech infested lake, tick biting bushes, cold nights, pot gut inhabited mountain and see how they do... not so good i can guarantee that. you would have thought we were pulling their leg off when we told them we SERIOUSLY were NOT showering and you had to do your junk in the sand and burry it. haha good times good times. overall the girls had AWESOME attitudes and i think there testimonies got a little brighter making this world a little better.

cheers

smokey the bears casey and jamie

IM BACK!

wasssss uppppp bloggersss!!!!???!!

i have not blogged for so long!! the reason being  is the Philippinos that live next door, who we secretly got their internet password, moved. Karma i'd say. thieves never prosper... that how that saying goes?? so if we want internet we have to sit out side in the parking lot and even then we dont always get it. BUMMER! so much has happened though so let me get ya'll up to date. we'll work backwards

Jamie and i had the perfect day today, if i had to live another day again it would be this one. We slept in until about nine. AH! felt so nice. we then read some one the twilight books. we are going to re-read them all before we read the fourth and final. i started the first one a while ago and am not almost done with the second. jamie started today and all i am going to say is i better start reading faster!!! she reads so fast and never has to sound out the words like i do.. hukd oon foniks. these books are so fun and i have NO IDEA how she is going to end them. i am so team while jamie is more team jacob...hmm.. all i know is that i have unrealistic expectationss of love because of edward cullen (yes, i did steel that saying off a facebook bumper sticker-so dont try to call me out on not being original). Moving on  after we read we went for a nice run, well i should not say nice i almost melted and got a wicked bad sunburn on my back. AND i almost got hit by a car, no joking, i  literally jumped out of the way of the fast approaching vehicle. jerks. no worries though i did give them the international sign for nearly taking my life, ill repent later promise. after that we got on our scooter and scooted over to the beach. it was so sunny and there was a nice breeze and we just toasted ourselves for a good three hours. when we were medium well done we decided we should probably jet to work for a bit. we did so and millie, at work, gave us plums, they are red and some are green they taste SO nice! (not delicious, spatular,sweet or yummy....just nice like everything else right?) so after work, which was not really work, we went out to dinner to celebrate our missionaries sixth month mark. we went to this place called "eats" we got grilled chicken and a wrap and even spoiled ourselves with an appitizer. after that we rode home wind in our hair and on our hot skin with our VERY full bellies. we decided we would burn a few cals and went on a walk only to load back up on them when we hit dairy queen. we spoiled ourselves AGAIN and didnt get just the little cones we got BLIZZARDS! well, i actually got a malt, so tasty. taste it love it crave it. while we were walking to DQ we were listening to the ipod and singing annoyingly loud. it didnt seem to annoy anyone else though, they would just laugh at us and start singing along.

while we were eating our ice cream we went and sat out on this fishing dock, it was twilight, haha sorry its on my mind i had to say it, and the water was sparkley and perfect. we sat there for a good hour listening to sappy love songs and watching the sun set. PERF! we then walked home singin again and now i am blogging and when i am done with this i am going to go take a hot shower and then read again. life does not get much better.

Thinking of that hot shower makes me not want to keep typing so maybe another day i will catch you up but for now IM OUT!! hope everyone is enjoying gettting ready to go back to schoool!!!! we'll be on the beach in the meantime:)

 SIANARA!

love the crisp, burnt, extra well done, full, sugar highed casey and jamie

sunday.... and a SUNday it was:)

store numba two had a supa fly bbq on sunday. lets just say we all happily gained two to three inches around our waistes....perfect. there were so many bebbees there. i am holding little bruce junior, he is rosa and bruce seniors little bundle of joy, shalynna is holding charity, she is sam's baby and so smilely. this tike you see below me is de-andre. he is six months and OF COURSE he is gnawing on a full of chicken bone.. chocking hazaards? who gives right (funny side note, i asked jamie how to spell gnawing i was like "it is with a k or a n?" "its a G" haha what is with the english language?!?!)

i am not so sure how much jamie likes this picture but i feel like it portrays my photography skills to a T. amazing? ya i thought so.. no not so much but to me... it rocks and i rock and am the next .....ha i dont even know a good photographer to call myself. picaso. that'll do. 
we went out to sting ray city on this little dinky dinky boat. the sting rays were MOTHA FREAKIN HUGE!! we wanted to hop in but we were still wearing our dresses from church, once again who gives thou right so we jumped in. we didnt mind that anyone with goggles (so everyone but us) could see under water therefore seeing us and our wahoos! yikes! THANKFULLY i was wearing bike shorts but haha jamie... oh jamie yes indeed she was wearing little undies with cute little pink flowers on them! HOW EMBARASSING! im glad that didnt stop her though because we had such a good time with the steve irwin murderers.

the calling....

we are the nursery teachers in our branch down here. awesome. we love kids, we do... just not more than one at a time.... is that so bad?? this little boys name is dillan. our lesson on sunday was "What We Can Do for Our Brothers and Sisters" his response, "nothing." "can we share our toys with them dillan?" "NO! they have their own town box in their room!" haha "uh...ok go play with the blocks" no we are not that bad but he is a pill. he is 4 and should not be in nursery but he is having a " hard time making the transition" haha i think under-neither it all he is really the smartest four year old out there. he is in nursery playing with toys and getting snacks when all the other kids his age our cooped up in a room forced to fold their arms with NO snacks. its all how you look at it i say.. and dillan is working it!

This is Christopher. He threw up only THREE times on sunday. poor little guy. he speaks so english. not a lick of it. this doesn't mean he speaks spanish though. he speaks nothing. the only word he knows is "GOAL!" whenever he kicks a ball that is what he yells. so adorable minus the barf;)

we often take sunday walks in nursery. the kids get to relax, since nursery is such a stress, and see a new environment. they love it. two laps around the church usually has them beat and we can just read stories the rest of the time. GENIUS!

no saying no

One of the women that works in the store asked us over to dinner on thursday night. her name is olga. she has two overly rambunctious little girls. they are such divas and dance like they belong in a strip club, they love barbies and they never shut up to say the least. adorable. but it is a lot to take in when you are around them. their names are Ashley and Ashanti. Olga was going to pick us up at the church right after institute. before we headed to institute we called her just to confirm all of our plans. this is how the conversation went. C=Casey O= Olga

C: hey Olga i am just calling to make sure that it is okay that you take us home after we eat dinner.

O: oh yes baby it is totally fine we can take you home unless you want to just sleep over??

C:.......................................uh?... ( covering the phone with my hand "jamie..... she wants us to sleepover?? what?")

J (jamie): .............................uh? what??? tell her...............uh.........

C:..............................(uncovering the phone) OK! ( inside my head.... what??)

O: oh! great! ok bye!......hey girls guess what jamie and casey are click she hung up.

After we talked to the girls for a good solid 45 minutes, jamie and i getting in two maybe three full sentences between the little munchkians telling us EVERYTHING that has happened in their six short years of life, we whipped out the barbies and jumped into "pretend" world. ok so pretend you are the mom and i am the sister and pretend that we are going shopping, but pretend i forgot my purse.... i love pretend. i miss pretend. most of the time when we played pretend we forgot to actually pretend and just talked about what we were going to pretend. anyways luckily dinner was finished and we slide back into real life to enjoy a DELICIOUS dinner of steak and potatoes and chocolate cake that no one ate besides jamie and i.. hello fat joke. 

the girls fell asleep before us, because they are like 4 and 6 years old pratically babies, and even though jamie and i have been going to bed pretty early, falling asleep with two kicking,rolling,drooling divas smooshed with all four of us in a princess twin sized bed... well lets just say we got bored... and got out the camera. we were trying to get in.... well i dont know what the ultimate goal with these pictures were but we have awesome hair and i have not laughed that hard, and quietly all at the same time in MY 19 years of life.

we woke up before them too, and say in bed and chilled until mama olga came to wake us up, three hours later, haha what a night to remember.  i am glad we didn't say no because Olga would have been offended and this post would not exist and lets be honest this is a funny post.

enjoy

love jamie and casey in the not so pretend world of sleep-overs with babies.

that's nice

ever heard of an adjective? by definition,  it is a word that describes a noun or pronoun. Out here in cayman no one knows or has EVER heard of these strange things we call adjectives. WHAT??? you may say. but i am being totally serious. the only ONLY adjective they know is "nice". they say "that's nice" to everything and jamie and i have caught on. we have lost 12 years of speaking english and expanding our vocabulary to only be able to spit out "that's nice" whenever asked a question. so pathetic..

Casey: How do i look today jamie?

Jamie: Nice

Casey: This cake looks nice

Jamie: This perfume is nice

Casey: That run was nice

Jamie: Dinner sounds nice

Casey: nice

seriously we are coming home with more money in our pockets but less brains in our heads.

Regardless of what the internet says they do not speak english here. it is broken english. it is a mix of jamaican, spanish, caymanian and with a Honduran accent. They say "we" instead of "us" for example "that guy was mean to we. what about we? we's not invited?" oh a few more we have picked up on... bananers, unbreller, salerd, potaters. they love the "er" endings, they throw it on the end of everything. WHATAGWAN means what's going on? GERL WHAYANAM means girl what you eating. i know. you're thinking in your head what in the world how do they get that from that? but keep saying it and eventually you will be able to hear the resemblance. promise.

we're domestic and taryn's jealous

i must say... we are domestic. who bakes banana bread, carrot cake, AND pumpkin cookies in one weeks times? hungry girls. i will tell you that. did you know i still have to sing that stupid gwen stefani song in my head "holla back girl" to know how to spell bananas. what would i do without gwen. we made these cookies from a recipe offline we just added love and they turned out so great. we TRIPLED the recipe ha i wasn't kidding about being hungry. 

WE FOUND FOOD COLORING!!

there is nothing better to do on rainy days but cook. and boy did we cook. while cooking I, casey madsen, came across something that made a regular rainy night and day into something spectacular! sorry jamie i gave you no credit there  haha dont cry. it is just that i, casey madsen, found FOOD COLORING!!!!!!!!!!!and suprised my dear friend,jamie brady with GREEN macaroni and cheese, (i know mom and abby you cant believe i am eating it!!) BLUE carrot cake frosting!! and RED eggs, that for some reason tasted SO gross. gag. dont get sicked out by the picture of the train wreck in my mouth or the egg haha just know that it made our night a whole lot of fun! and the carrot cake was SO DELICIOUS so credit does go out to jamie there for making it and to mrs. sandy brady for inventing the beautiful thing! taryn my blog ROCKS!!!!

jamie casey and the ark

well it's me again. haha hello. we are currently experiencing something called a tropical storm. ITZ OFF DA CHAIN!!! it will be sunny and then ten seconds later sheets and sheets of water, not rain drops SHEETS OF WATER, are pouring on you and you are stuck on  your bike, naturally, on the ONE DAY WE BOTH WEAR JEANS so they are getting so heavy and peddling is not longer easy and fun it would better be compared to that 530a.m. cycling class at the gym with the skinny old platinum blonde haired lady yelling at you to go faster but you want to throw up because the pain in your legs feels like your muscles just got cut open and someone is pouring lemon juice in them, naturally, and the mascara is in your eyes so bad you can barely see, and the bikes start to make weird squeeky sounds so you cant help but laugh, while thinking how much you want to eat the last piece of carrot cake that is in the microwave....the ride home for lunch in the rain will, always, naturally, get the best of you. i dont think any of you readers ( cool we have readers) will understand this. but jamie and i do and it is so funny.

upgrade!! bikes to hogs

when jamie and i first found out that we were going to cayman we were like "dude! we will be able to ride our bikes everywhere!!" well all we have to say about that now is "dude! SO NO!" the island is huge haha.... seriously. seven mile beach when your peddling in 100% humidity and 90 degree weather with a huge beach bag on your back stuffed with lunch, water bottles, inflatable balls, hammocks, beach towels and cameras feels more like 47 miles. no joke. we are way to cheap to buy a car ha who needs cars so we got the next best thing. A SCOOT!! ha ha beep beep! we love it. it hauls. we're talking 35MPH. parents do not worry we do indeed have helmets to protect our noggins. well until next time (which will be in the next few minutes because i am trying to prove something to taryn) enjoy the pictures of our scooter. and i am sorry the one of jamie is sideways and the one of the boats in a previous post. that is the one negative about blogging i can never flip the stupid pictures. gr..

post for shalynna

it is about time that we give a shout out to our new dear dear friend shalynna.

she is a little ball of fire and so great. she is the girl that you want to be but dont ever bother trying to be like her because you know it is such an unreachable goal so you just constantly envy her...ha you all know exactly what i am talking about. here are a few things to describe her: she is the cutest skinniest thing ever with totally rocking long EDGY black hair with short bangs that totally make her look so posh and straight out of vouge. she is the girl that wears skinny jeans, the type of girl that should wear skinny jeans unlike so many of us who should just stick with the flare leg or capris, she is an excellent chef and is so friendly. she shines goodness and i dont think that there is a soul out there that would not agree with me. she can make conversation with anyone about anything and never has awkward moments, she has such a strong testimony and is just the best we could have asked for. she is such a good example to jamie and me. anyways the reason i am posting a picture of burnt banana bread egg white and salsa, looks a little bit more like blood and guts but i can assure you that it is not, is because i read on her blog, oh ya she is a great blogger i even think the she blogs she blogs girl would agree, that she likes pictures of breakfast food. so we are her friends and are going to support her weird little fetish and put up a picture of our breakfast. so there you go shalynna. ha cheers

nothing to sale/sell, nothing to buy, nothing to do...

                                                                                               ok so when i said we were low on inventory ( i said that to my ma) i was not lying... these are our poor little shelves in store 2. there is absolutely NOTHING sell, sale... whatever way that is supposed to be spelled. the only time that we make a sell, sale,.... WHATEVER, is when someone that is a double XL comes in or someone that is a XS. and they cant be picky oh no they cant. they get this shirt or that shirt take it or leave it ugly or cute that is all we got and if you want to see color change. BUY IT. and they do and we rake in about $100 a day. awesome. ok .. so feel bad for us and our store because having an extremely easy nothing to do all day but hope someone super fat or super small comes in to buy a shirt living on an island soaking up the rays is hard work. ( my favorite picture is the one of the finger nail polish stand, that is the one that is the glowing white box drawing people near to it only for them to realize that we dont have ONE bottle... ah...)

picnic at the beach...ah... jealous yet?

Today was a big day. It is cayman's constitution day so we didn't have work and it is the missionaries P-day so what did we do? GO TO THE BEACH OF COURSE!! The two elders that are here in cayman are Elder Snyder ( dark haired one) and Elder Robertson. They are so cute. They are such fun boys. It is SO weird to me that they are our age. Missionaries always seem so much older and so holy haha The senior missionaries are the Packs. They are SO funny! Sister Pack is such a diva LOVE IT! and Brother Pack is the most kind hearted man ever. They have only been out here for a few months. i feel like they are all of our temporary parents while we're out here. In These pictures of the missionaries they were trying to catch a stupid little lizard. They were so determined to catch it.... but sadly it got away from them. We had such yummy food! The hot dogs especially. David and Shaylynna ( sorry i totally cant spell your name shaylynna!!) are the cutest people ever. we love them and would not be enjoying experience as much as we are without them. i really bet we will be life long friends and they will like come to our weddings and stuff haha because that is what life long friends do ya know ha..

Missionaries!