My dad's the bishop of a BYU-I singles ward and he rented out a bowling alley/mini golf/billiards place for an evening of mingling and flirting. This guy was doin it rong. There were udders on the front and everything.
The hardest I laughed the entire trip happened at that event. Annie and I were playing pool and there was a girl sitting EXACTLY where my cue needed to be in order to make a shot. I tried finagling it a few different ways, but shy of jabbing her with the cue or telling her to leave, there was nothing for it. I held my stick nearly vertical, instead, above her oblivious head, feebly nudged the ball six inches, and Annie's very next shot returned the white ball to exactly the same spot it had been before. This time I got into position, stared intently at my intended shot, and began feeling around behind me with the pool cue. It took longer than I expected to make contact (Annie told me later that it was because she was sitting with her hands on her hips, and my cue was in the space inside her arm and body), but I eventually gave her a good couple of gentle nudges before she literally ran out of the room apologizing. Annie and I crumpled behind the pool table, laughing, crying, trying not to pee.
In typical Sweet girl fashion, she and I found this abandoned kitten sitting by the side of the road on our way home from that event. I had pulled over so she could take a picture of the sunset, and it was just sitting there on the railroad tracks exactly where we stopped. She snagged it, and no one was surprised when we showed up at the house with a random kitten. Here's the picture she took, btw:
Corinne and I combined powers for the Craigslist ad and between her photo skills and my exaggerating capability (the ad might have said the cat had the ability to make all your dreams come true), the kitten was adopted almost immediately. The following is an outtake from the photoshoot. OMG.
Joseph looking especially Sweetish.
Okay, so this one is out of order. Should have been in my first post.
Snow cones!
Christa freaking drove up from Provo JUST to have lunch with me!! (4.5 hour drive EACH WAY.) Best. day. EVER.
Oh, Joseph.
Annie had to leave a few days before I did. Corinne, my mom, and I laughed until we cried over this text. (Corinne is notoriously hard to please.) We took Annie's advice and skipped Pacific Rim even though I was secretly DYING to see it. Jon and I finally went together yesterday, and OMG. I straight-up LOVED it, and I am not ashamed.
We did take Ada to see the Croods at the cheap theater, and that's when Corinne almost got sat on by an old womanYES, OF COURSE WE DID A DRAMATIZATION.
In the first scene, I play the old woman frantically trying to find her husband in the dark theater:
And in the second, I play the part of Corinne:
This crap is enough of a thing to warrant an entire DISPLAY in the local craft store.
WHYYYYYY
One night, Ada was having a screamfest in her bedroom. My dad finally took matters into his own hands. Corinne overheard him sternly talking to her for about 15 seconds, and Ada immediately turned silent like she'd been switched off. Apparently he'd told her that he was thinking about taking her camping in the yard one night, but if she continued carrying on like that he definitely wouldn't. It worked, and despite trying to back out/pawn the responsibility onto everyone else about thirty times, he actually did it. Corinne pulled Ada out of bed late one night, we had a s'mores roast, and she even stayed in the tent all night long.
Bear World! The place is ridiculously overpriced, but when your sister pays your way in...
Checking out that crazy-looking chicken.
Gah!!!!
DOUBLE GAH HEAD ASPLODE!!
Sand bar! I freaking love this place. I can't believe something this awesome exists in St. Anthony, Idaho. They roped off a slow-moving section of the Snake River, trucked in sand, and created a beach area. There's a slide, rope swings, diving board, playground, volleyball pit (I think? Maybe I made that part up.) I surprised Corinne by going down the slide after I sent Ada down. Then the second time I did it, a dumb kid moved into the splash zone when I was partway down ("GET OUT OF THE WAY!!! GET OUT OF THE WAYYYY!!!!")
Blurry picture of Ada and me in our matching swimsuits.
View of the Tetons on the annual drive to Driggs. FAMILY HISTORY MOMENT: My mom's paternal grandparents met at the Driggs silent movie theater. He ran the projector, and she played the piano. If you have a better meet-cute story in your family's history, STOP LYING.
And one more of the beard, because why not? I used
this pattern.
