Memorial Day Weekend

My first long weekend in almost 2 years! I was so excited, and it was fun packed! Starting with Friday, my friend Brian had a birthday party for Bob Dylan. It was quite exciting. I actually got to be the Bob Dylan Proxy, those pictures were taken on someone else's camera, so one day I'll have the picture of me wearing the wig.

Saturday my friend Jared (he's more of an aquaintance really) had a birthday party which I went to. It turned out to be about 6 people: 3 guys, 3 girls. Aside from me, everyone there grew up together and apparently the guys used to duct tape people when they got bored...so they decided to try it again.

Jared, Mike and Randy are a bit like the 3 guys from the Princess Bride to be honest. Randy is the ring leader. He's always making up these schemes that really have no rhyme or reason to them, but it seems to be what keeps him going, so he does it. Mike is like the giant. He's Randy's secret weapon, and once he's got his hands on you, resistance is futile. Jared on the other hand, is just kind of there. He's not really into what they're doing, but he goes along with it anyway, mostly just because Randy's so convincing. They're entertaining to watch.

Anyway, they started with Laurel. Sharon and I made good efforts to combat them with lots of kicking and flailing, but in the end they won out and ended up getting us too. They were so kind to document the occasion with my camera. Look how proud Randy is.




The good news is while they were getting my ankles, I was trying to step out of the tape, and accidentally kneed Randy in the nose. Booya.

Then Sunday, one of my friends from the mission came in from Georgia, and after church she came with a bunch of us up to Sharon's cabin in Bear Lake. It was very laid back and a needed break for me. The weather wasn't very good so we didn't get to go out on the lake, but we rode the 4 wheelers and dirt bikes a lot, and even got caught in a hail storm while riding down the hillside. It hurt. Those pictures were also on someone else's camera. Soon to be posted. All in all, it was a great weekend. Sad to see it go, but life is for fun right? You have to make the fun all week long.

Mystery of the Week

So in case you're not in the know, I work in a Chiropractic office for 2 doctors. Both of which are pretty crazy...in a good way. In fact I should probably start posting some of the funny things they do...

Anyway, other than the Dr's there are 4 of us girls in the office. So today, Dr. Vance asked us all what size shirt and shoes we wear. Weird. I've never had my boss ask me that. Ever. So Ashley, Kellie, and myself started to speculate what it could possibly be, we came up with 3 options:

Option 1: Office Unity- Our semi-annual Patient Appreciation Day is coming up, which is pretty much a big deal in our office. Instead of scrubs, we wear normal people clothes. Which usually wouldn't be a problem, but some of the employees might happen to wear something immodest...so they've purchased shirts. And on the off chance we may inappropriately expose our toes they've purchased us shoes? Yeah, we're thrown off by the shoes too.

Option 2: Baseball- Both are pretty big sports buffs, and they've sponsored baseball teams in the past. Plus them and their chiropractic buddies are constantly throwing their unsuspecting staff into doing things they're not good at. Plus you need special shoes and shirts. I just don't wanna end up looking like that guy.

Option 3: Bowling- Let's be honest, this is the one I'm praying for. Regardless of the fact that I can score a perfect 10 with the bumpers in, I love to bowl. It makes me laugh. Plus, this sport definitely has the coolest uniforms.

In a couple weeks, when the fun of keeping a secret wears off for these overgrown 5 year olds, I'll let you know what the real reason was, and maybe even submit some pictures!

Chicken Ice Cream

So my friend posted this on Facebook and I found it equal parts funny and disgusting. So I thought I'd share it with you! :)

Mmmm Mmmmm Hot dogs!

Gulpin' Away The Cash

So today, I went to go put gas in my car, and ended up locking my keys in my car. I tried the 'ol clothes hanger trick, failed. Then a random drunk man attempted to help me out. He even ran over to the police station next door to see if they'd help. No luck. So we went inside, he bought a 40 oz, and I called a million places for quotes. One guy told me $65, and after I told him that I found a place that would do it for $35, he said he'd do it for $32.50. Really? You just cut your price in half? Sure!

So...I ended up spending 2 hours at this gas station waiting for the locksmith man. And I couldn't help but notice that everyone that came in got fountain soda. I didn't realize it was that popular. Then I started to think about all of the money that that could add up to. If you came in every day and got yourself a big gulp at $1.29 a cup, multiply that by 5 working days a week, 52 weeks a year, and you're spending $335.40 a year! That's more than I pay for rent. Crazy huh? And think of the calories, sugar, and aspertame that go with that... :

Surprise!

So recently my bangs have gotten completely out of control. You know, when they're so long that they're not tuckable behind the ear, but still in your face. It's even worse when you have glasses because then you get these little winging things off of the frame. Totally unattractive. So I decided to go see my hairstylist Tyler. Who is amazing. And straight (I know you were wondering).

So I go, and he sees me gets excited cause I haven't been in in 3 months, gives me a hug, and brings me over to the sink. So we're washing and talking, I get the fabulous neck massage (the reason I tip him so well), and he asks what I want to do. So I point out the most apparent hair faux pas happening toward the frontal region of my head, he stares, and then I say, "Well I don't really care, just not too short." Then he says "Ok.....can I have fun?" "Of course!" He's Tyler, the god of all hair art, him having fun, equals complete fabulousity on my head. So we're talking and next thing I know, he's in the zone. Can't hear a word I'm saying, and my hair continues to get shorter, and shorter....but at the same time more and more amazing. It was impressive. I was surprised at how short he took it, but let's be honest...I'm in love. With my hair...and maybe Tyler because of his ability to make me look so darn good. Here are the pictures:

So a few weekends ago a good friend from the mission, Elder David Wyder, gave his homecoming talk in Cypress, CA, right next to Anaheim. It was also conveniently the weekend right before my birthday, so we combined the two reasons and decided to roadtrip down to play on the beach.... and to see him speak of course. But most importantly to go to the beach. Here are a few pictures, with obnoxious commentary. Enjoy.

Meet the gang:



Sharon with the aviators, me and bug guts, and Julie and Lacey. It was quite possibly the best roadtrip crew I've ever had. Sharon provided the amazingly-spacious-gas-efficient Santa Fe, Julie's always got some kind of connection, and Lacey our own personal photographer.

Julie gave us our Vegas hook-up. Not only did she help us stay in the Mariott for the Associate rate, but her friend worked at some fancy club in Vegas. We showed up, dropped a name and we were in. It rocked.

Some of our great stops included the "World-Famous" Alien Fresh Jerky, in the town of Baker California. We weren't sure if the Jerky was fresh from the Aliens, or if it was actually Alien. After realizing the deliciousness of the free samples, we thought it better not to ask.

Downtown Disney, which, compared to actual Disney, is not quite as exciting, but free. It also included the Lego Store (also, not qutie as cool as LegoLand, but free),

which as you can see, had a ginormous giraffe constructed entirely of Legos. Inspirational really.

Julie had her fortune told by an alien, which actually yelled at you if you walked past it and didn't put money into it. We bought into the scam. The fortune was lame, but entertaining

nevertheless.

Also had the pleasure of dining at Bubba Gump Shrimp, where the food is not quite so tasty, and hugely over-priced. But the staff and large amounts of random paraphenalia are enough to

distract you.

And after all fun was had, we made it to the beach. Chilly, but oh-so worth it.

After another disgustingly cheap stay at the Marriot, and delicious homemade crossaints, we arrived at the homecoming, had dinner with the fam, and then braved the 10 hr drive straight throught the night. Which lead to my first, and possibly last experience with a Rockstar. And we rounded the whole thing out with a little 2am birthday bash for my big 2-3.

I'm Not Crazy After All

So when I left for my mission I left all my stuff with my friends in Utah because I knew I'd be coming back here. So when I got back it was nice to discover that I had a lot of things that were mine. It was kind of an exciting feeling...like buying all new stuff, without spending any money. I highly recommend trying it. Kind of like one of those things...you know...what are those called? Time capsule! Yeah, just stuff it full of old crap you don't need, but like to have around, leave it with a trusted person for a couple years, then go get it, and experience the magic!

Anyway as I started retrieving things from the 2 places I left them (Julie's and Jeff's), I was getting quite excited for one particular box. The one with all my movies and books. My life. Considering I only buy movies I absolutely love, and I hadn't read most of the books in my collection, I was pretty excited to embark on the journey of actually putting my money to good use. But, after getting all my stuff, the box was nowhere to be found. Julie claimed we had brought it to Jeff's, and Jeff simply denied it ever being in his basement. He seemed pretty convincing. Plus, I distinctly remembered putting them in Julie's storage unit, but they were MIA. I even looked through all the boxes myself when she wasn't home! (Sorry Juls, not that I didn't trust you...), And after that convincing evidence, I just figured I'd lost my mind, and manufactured this extremely vivid memory. Eventually I came to the sad truth that I'd never see it again.

So then, a few days ago, I get a message from Julie yelling, "I owe you an apology! I lied to you! Call me back!" Now, Julie's never lied to me in our entire friendship...and quite frankly it sounded big. Call me a bad friend, but if it were that bad, I probably would've skipped town. So I call her back to see what the big lie is all about, and she tells me that they had a minor flood in their basement and had to clean out an obscure corner where they found...you guessed it...My Box!!! She apoligized repeatedly, which wasn't neccessary because it's not lying if you don't even know it's there! This is where I take a second to brag about her amazing BFF-ness. She rocks! She apologized for unknowingly misleading me! Who does that? I mean, I'd say "Whoops, sorry about that" and then make like it never happened. She felt genuinely bad. Rock star, I tell ya. Ok, moving on. So then, this is the best part...I get to have happiness time capsule all over again! Two whole months later! And as the cherry on the sundae - I'm not crazy after all. :)