Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Warning: PHOTO OVERLOAD

This is what I get for not posting in so long--an overabundance of pictures to post. So here's the extremely condensed version of the last two weeks of my life:
  • Mom, Dad and Jen came to Moab to visit and take me back to the big city (aka--Provo)
  • I graduated! Ok, so I "walked". I still have a semester left
  • Brian graduated for real. Hence me walking now.
  • Sara had a birthday
  • I met my adorable niece Hailey
  • Jen got her Master's degree
  • I went home for a visit and we went on the lake five nights in a row (yes, I am sore but feeling better now, thank you.)
  • And now I'm back in Provo, moving in and waiting for school to start/life to end (ok, so life doesn't end when school starts it just slows down. Or speeds up?)
Enter photo onslaught:
We went on a hummer safari. I have never heard my mom
and sister scream like that. It was amazingly fun.


Jen, Dad, me and Mom in Moab.


We took some normal pictures but
I just like these ones better.


Priceless. The picture--not the education.
Just ask Dad.


The whole fam. We even let Dave be in it with us!


Me and my cute sisters.


Jen won't actually be walking for her Master's degree but
the road there has been so long that she just had to
put on a robe and throw her hands in the air. GO JEN!


Oohing and aahing over Hailey. I'm sure it's hard to believe
that we spent most of the week doing this.

...and this. Give us a break, we're not so used to babies at
family gatherings.

And last but not least...
...me and the girl of the hour.

Phew. If any of you actually made it to the end of this post, thanks. You get a gold star! Adios for now.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Let me out!

Here's a picture of where I've been living this summer:

That's right--a double wide trailer. And just to make sure
we fit in with our redneck neighbors...


We have a toilet on our back porch.

So it's been quite the experience sharing this tiny, somewhat dilapidated space with 17 other girls. Mostly, it's really been ok. But this morning, I lost all patience with my summer home. I got up early this morning to get ready for work and walked to the bathroom. Sometime between about 12:30am and 6:30 am, the bathroom door had been ripped from its hinges. The top one was completely off and the bottom hinge was holding the door at a rakish angle by one screw. Shaking my head, I squeezed into the bathroom and attempted to close the door. But the door wasn't even the last straw--the lack of toilet paper was.

How many more days do I have to live here? SEVEN!!!! And they couldn't be over fast enough.