The Day That I Got Spit on By A Llama

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Photographs courtesy of stahelifamilyfarm.com

Allow me to set the scene, it is Halloween circa 2006-ish. I was a young, single and free college student in Southern Utah. I went to Staheli Family Farm with my two best friends Ashley and Brian. (Names have NOT been changed to protect their identities. If I am going down they are coming with me.) Staheli Family Farm is my happy place; corn maze, pumpkin patch, petting zoo, hay rides and hot cocoa. Staheli Farm is what Halloween dreams are made of. Anyway, we started the night at the “field of screams” (a combination of a corn maze and a haunted house).

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All About Lou

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Hi my name is Lou, 

Ok not really… my name is Alise. My parents names are Alan and Denise. They thought they were super creative and they mixed their names together and viola!  It made Alise! Lou has always been my nick name. My family only calls me Alise when I am in trouble. I am not even sure my husband knows my real name (just kidding…. except someone should ask him, just to be sure). I feel like no family is complete without a Lou. Does your family have a Lou?

I grew up in Logan Utah, nannied on the East coast for a bit then came home and settled in Southern Utah. I love Jesus, my hubby, my family,  my babies and I love giggling!  When I get the giggles, I cry uncontrollably and my nostrils flair (super sexy, I know). It doesn’t take much to make me laugh. A dirty joke, someone tripping or getting hit in the head and farts. Ha, ha, ha (cue nostril flair).

I am so excited about starting a blog and also very nervous. I am already overwhelmed by all the love and support. But at the same time, I have never felt so vulnerable. 

Lately I have been tempted to become something I am not. Perfect! I am not perfect, but I am hoping you are not perfect either. I am hoping we can be friends, laugh and cry together. I am hoping you can relate to my real, embarrassing, lovely, sometimes horrible, not perfect life. I promise to be true to myself as I wiggle myself into the blogging world. Thanks for joining the ride. TTYL (mom: ttyl means talk to you later) 

Xoxo Lou

Photo credit: Melissa McArthur Photography

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