Monday, March 4, 2013

you know it's been a good weekend if



*you just pick up and leave for the weekend and know you have a nice, always welcoming, fun place to stay only 40 minutes away
status: poet.

*you were perfectly content to go to a movie and dinner with your parents
#lincoln
#socool
#datesareoverrated?
#ikeeptellingmyselfthat

*you were able to convince your little sister to spend the day skiing with you

*while skiing you accidentally hurt your sister twice by skiing into her but she forgave you

*you spent most of lunch laughing at the pathetic meal you packed that morning

*the nice people at the table next to you heard you complaining that you were still hungry, so they gave you their chips
i felt like oliver

*two guys asked to sit down with you, realized you are eating carrots and brownies, looked at their overflowing beer cups, stood up and left.
you laughed harder than before.
#represent
i don't know why or how that applies but it's cool

*you're little sister has no inhibitions and decided to do a super cool trick in front of everybody.
so naturally you recorded it.

[this is where i would show you the video but blasted blogger is struggling right now and won't let me.]
#moreupsetthanishouldbe

*you decided that was so super cool that you want to record something else.
like you skiing down the mountain.
so you go all go pro.
but you only have your phone.
so you rig up your own "no go pro" by sticking your phone down your sisters goggles.
it was her idea
you press record, and then you ski.
she looks like a fool.
but it's super hilarious.
at least to us.

[see above.]
blastedblogger.

um...don't mind my crazy hair (awkward trying-to-grow-the-bangs-out-AGAIN-stage)

*you played a rhyming game while sitting on the life. key phrase: blue skies and...
results:
...cute guys
...chicken pot pies
...flabby thighs
...bleary eyes
...mcdonald's fries
(any additions?)

*you got to eat pizza factory breadsticks
i'm going to be investing in those more often,
because,
dang.
they're good.
wanna join?

*you got to feel like a little kid again, staying up late reading a book and just loving it
it was seriously completely refreshing to read an actual book with actual paper. 
remember when that's what we did?
please.
go try it.

*you got to attend the blessing of your newest cousin and be with family and eat parfaits and quiche and cookies and play concentration with your 7 year old cousin who also treated you like a set of monkey bars and you realized that you want to spend a lot more time with her.
concentration...64...i'll go first...i'll go second...category is...
remember?
what does the 64 mean?

*you eat stuffed chicken breast for dinner and don't know what to do it's so good

*you spend all sunday night laughing with your mom and sister for really no apparent reason

*your face is peeling from the sunshine absorbed during the ski day

*you wake up to go back to provo and re-decide that you absolutely love the rockies





 great western ski lift at brighton ski resort


and...this is me.
"rock-in r"
panel one: yeah i'm sick dawg wassup homie here i be.
panel two: wait, i'm a white girl...
panel three: shame




mt olympus
aka
my backyard



peace and blue skies
little white lies

rrw








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