Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Remember this?

In case you forgot, today is my birthday? You ask, how old? Oh just a hair over twenty-one.

(You, in the back. Stop that snickering.)

So what does one get when she turns just a hair over twenty-one?

Well, remember THIS. (If you don't want to follow the link this picture first time Mark 'remodeled' my closet. It is quite stunning.)

And then do you remember how we ended up re-working the closet to look like THIS! (THAT LINK YOU SHOULD FOLLOW BECAUSE THE DESK IS EXCELLENT!)

But, to be fair, I was never a big fan of the mixed color. So for my (just-a-hair-over-21) birthday, Mark did this:

There are a few other things in the works, but I'll have pictures of those later. I hope you have a happy birthday too!

Friday, December 24, 2010

Santa's on his way.

Are you as excited as I am for Santa to come?
Merry Christmas!
luv, the Summerills

Wednesday, December 15, 2010


*Two months ago I told myself December would be easy street. No shoots, no clients, no stress.
Apparently the little me, inside the bigger me, that can't seem to ever say NO, didn't get the memo. Still busy here in my photog-cave.

*Two weeks ago I didn't know that people went to clubs and danced to anything other than top 40 pop. Apparently the Club Omni in Provo misguided me on that one. Clubbing at New York's Pacha was an eye-openening experience to say the least.
Now I'm wiser and cooler because I've tasted the musical delights of DJ Kaskade.

*Two days ago I would've never thought a bff from high school would get married in my front room a week before Christmas. See the trend here, people? Of course I was wrong. My bestie is engaged to a man who found out he has terminal brain cancer. Thus the speedy wedding. Unfortunately in late December there aren't a lot of open venues that are free (medical bills can put such a damper on wedding plans). So in 24 hours I'll be throwing the  biggest, bad-A, wedding my house has ever seen. For real. (please say those last two words like you're from Huntsville, Alabama)

*Two hours ago I looked at my to-do list for the next two days and wanted to die. That's for real. But with the help of some awesome PG lady friends, I think I'm going to make it through this week. Thanks gals

*Two things I still need: If you're in the mood to make a kick-A (small two-tier wedding cake) or have a darling "MR." and "Mrs." sign, would you give me a call?

Luv, erin

Wednesday, December 08, 2010

concrete jungle where dreams are made...

This past weekend, Mark and I went with the lovely Bjarnsons of the Pleasant Grove Bjarnsons to New York City. And I'll say, we took the city by storm...or, by foot. We walked all over Manhattan. Which was a good thing for two reasons. 
1. It helped off-set all the glorious food I shoved into my body over the course of 48 hours (see image below.)
2. NYC taxis and I do not get along so well. Motion sickness is never fun to experience when you're trying to take in the sights and smells of the big apple. (Why is it called that again? I didn't find anything apple-ish about New York.)

Being in New York during the Holiday season was exciting-cold-busy-body-to-body-packed raging fun! We went to Carmine's for italian, Junior's for cheesecake, Carnegie Deli for pastrami and corned beef, and Macaron Cafe for Macaron (yes, that's Macaron and not macaroon. So different, and so so so much better...I'm craving these delights!)

Times square, Rockefeller Plaza, Central Park, 5th Ave, Empire State Building, and (one of my favs) the MET!

 I'm so grateful for the wonderful friends that we have. We had such a blast seeing New York with the Bjarnsons and kicking it at the Kaskade concert. Believe me, Tracy and I were the modest-hottest women there. And I was dancing like it was 1999 and I was still cool.

But my favorite evening was when we ate at Joe's Pizza in Greenwich Village. I feel a bit cooler because it's supposed to be Ben Affleck's favorite pizza place in all of NYC and, as you can see from the picture below, Tracey and I became instant bffs with the guys from Joe's.
I heart NEW YORK!

And last, but certainly not least, here is a little video of us in Central Park:

Thursday, December 02, 2010

The name drop of ALL name drops...

Guess who came by my house today?

That's right. Jesus.

Holla! Who's the holiest now?
That's right ya'll. 

Ok, on a not so blasphemous side note, when Clint (the real name of the above mentioned) came over, Teddy, my ever-curious four-year-old, asked him if he could walk on water, "because the real Jesus can walk on water." 
Clint said, "No." 
So Teddy proceeded to tell Clint all about Jesus. 
I just stood back and smiled bigger than I had in a long time. I love my little guys!