Sundance

On Sunday my sister-in-law Shari and I decided to go mountain biking up to the ol' Sundance. This is us riding the lift up to the top of the trails. Shari is the shiv (predictive text people) and I love getting to know her now that we are older. She is one of my heroes. She has conquered a lot of stuff in her lifetime and I love hearing about her life. I learn all sorts of things from her every time I hang out with her. What else? Oh. She is hilarious, brilliant, cool, stylin', and bitchin'. I had such a good time.

The view. You can see some of the trails in this one.

I wrecked. Twice. Something about the need for speed? I was just happy I didn't break any bones, that is my usual forte. This is my bruise the day I got it from falling like a champ. I should also note it was under the lift so everyone could see. Classic me.

This is an update of my bruise today. Lauren is sad with me. It kind of looks like she is pointing at something else, but I assure you, it is my bruise perverts. I keep getting the head tilt from people. I think they think I got beat up by some giant or something. They like to timidly ask me what happened. I like to tell them I was trying some P.H.A.T. phat tricks on my bike. A.K.A. a back flip. I am amazed people believe me. I mean, really, I don't look sporty one bit. Look alive people.

Oh Nads.

Once upon a time my friend Natalie and I were planning a girl's night via email. (B.T.Dub, our emails are hilarious. I almost die of funnies every time I get her reply.) I asked her if Thursday would work. This was her reply:

lets totally do thurs.
shortest email ever.
jesus wept.

That is just good comedy. I love her, one of the best friends on the planet.

P.S. She cries at Full House and is not afraid to show it. Life Lessons are learned on that show. Duh!

Airport Photo of the Day

Sometimes I drive cool machinery at the port.

Possible Polygamists?!

Whoa. That is a lot of kids. A lot. A lot. In fact, is this for real?

The Bayou

I kind of look annoyed that I am getting my picture taken next to a superstar. He doesn't seem to mind. He is used to being a celebrity or something.

Coolest hat ever Lauren. Sold!

Cheer up Charlie's.

These glasses are mystical. Thanks Shad. (Not a real name.)

Lessons Learned.

Clap Your Hands and Say Yeah.

Giant and fellow hobbit on trax. I have so much fun with this broad.

More of my favorite people.

Remember when David moved in with Darlene?

I am pretty sure we saw Darlene from Roseanne last weekend. Or it could be her lesbian twin. Either way, very cool. You can tell by the look on Donavin's face that he agrees.

Nada Surf...Not a Fan.

Trax/tram photos are the best. Check out the guy in the back. He is really holding on for dear life.

Candia and I managed to get an engagement photo this time. Big news!

The girls.

Friends.

World saver.

These guys gave us a lesson on kissing. Wow. I am so glad I will never have to kiss Megs or the Lumberjack.

I was so happy these guys gave me a ride home. It was really far out of the way. I made it up to them with they horses because apparently they are all horse whisperers.

Andrew lovingly renamed the horses Clip Clop and Glue Stick. Isn't that hilarious? Why yes it is.

Fake Cami/Paula.

In Love with The American Sector

Natalie loves New York and making her hands look like a hardcore Grandma by this sweet sticker.

Natalie also loves driving like a Praying Mantis. She nailed the pose. Hired!

Diane.ah's sad face. She has been practicing.

Ah, I love my friends Diane and Rainb.

Hillary is the only person I know that can do this and still look pretty. Let's hate her. Wait, she is too hillarious for hating. I take it back.

My robot skills. Can you dig it? Rainb obviously can.

Timer!

Diane.ah says, "Read. my. lips: I can't believe it!"

My sad face because there is a dog sitting by me.

No words. Just laughter.

California!

I wore these clothes to The Faint the night before, slept in them at Jordan's, and then slept in and almost missed my flight. No time for getting ready. Oops. Jordan woke me and I asked him if I could please just sleep 10 more min. He pulled out his Dad voice and promptly told me, "No! You are soo late!" Nice. Thank you to him for waking up and taking me to the airport. I couldn't replicate the sweet picture Hillary made in the airport so I went for artsy. Plus I was wearing the same makeup from the night before. So hot.

Going to Pinback. They never fail to produce an amazing show. It was one good time.

Um, Okay emo hotel key.

Check her out. I love it. Cutest. little. girl. ever.

Fried Snickers at the Orange County Fair. Believe it. These are a little drop of heaven.

These windmills are a sure sign you are about to enter actual Hell on earth. It is just that hot there.

A huge kitchen with no spoons in sight. I settled for this teaspoon. It did the trick.

If I look sunburnt, hot, and sweaty...it is because I am. Remember? I was in actually Hell heat.

Mad skills right here.

Hillary has the best friends.

We are awes.

Going home. Sad face.