It's Great To Be Eight

My favorite part of Dahlia's baptism day was definitely this conversation with Jason, which begins at his house in West Jordan.

Me: Do you have your change of clothes?
Jason: Yep.
Me: A towel? Just in case?
Jason: No, let me grab one.

Fast forward about 55 minutes as we're pulling into Mapleton.

Jason: Oh no. I forgot an extra white shirt and... some other things.
Me: [laughing] What did you think I meant when I asked if you had a change of clothes?
Jason: White pants?
Me: And a shirt and underwear.

Thank goodness for the Mapleton Walmart. Made it in plenty of time for the baptism. And it was a beautiful day.

Mount Rainier

Well, if you don't like beautiful mountain scenery, this is not the post for you. Last weekend I had an incredible opportunity to visit Mount Rainier. In all my trips to Washington, I don't know that I have ever been to Mount Rainier National Park. And I was missing out.

Felt obligated to take this patriotic shot.  

 One of my favorite "scenic stops" was this amazing waterfall.

 With my Aunt Jilene and Aunt Patsy.

 Selfie time.

 Sigh. Does this make anyone else want to watch the Snow White and the Seven Dwarves that was filmed in the 80's by a Seattle regional theater? Golden Chains? Anyone?

Maybe my favorite picture of the weekend - Patsy and Hal in the visitors center at Paradise. It really is called paradise, and I really can't argue with that. On the drive back, we visited Uncle Hal's childhood home in Enumclaw. It was a day very well spent.

Migraine Hangover Defined

Migraine Hangover = I don't know who I am or where I am. But I do know that I want pizza.

Twin Falls Summer Retreat

As is pretty typical for me, I decided to celebrate Pioneer Day by fleeing the state. I think it has something to do with the Bountiful residents who set out chairs 3 days before the Handcart Days parade and are already waiting outside for the parade to begin when I leave for work on the 23rd at 7:30 am. (Parade start time: 6:00 pm.) I don't get people who think the Bountiful Parade is so spectacular that they would spend 12 hours in the hot sun waiting for it to start. I really don't. Unless someone can show me in writing that Ben Affleck or Matt Damon is going to choose a wife from among those seated in the front row of the Handcart Days parade, I really don't see what the fuss is about.

But I digress. I spent the weekend in Twin Falls with my friend Sara. We ate breakfast food for dinner at Shari's, giggled in our hotel room until all hours of the night, hit up the Magic Valley Mall, went to a movie, and then had a picnic at the Falls. So it was pretty much the perfect weekend.  

I made Sara snap this picture "so it looks like we did something outdoorsy when we both know we're just here to eat our Chick-Fil-A chicken nuggets in peace." I had never actually been down to see the falls in Twin and I have to say it was beautiful. We were going to take a picture of us standing by kayaks and send it to our former Young Women leaders - all of whom would be terrified to think we were about to hop in a kayak together. (And for good reason.) But it was hot so we didn't make the effort.

Thanks, Sara, for "meeting in the middle" so we could have our Girls Night.

The Proposal Story

Jason brought the blanket box he made up to my apartment. When I opened the door, he was wearing the shirt he wore on our first date. (A detail he forgot, so it's ironic that's how I knew This Was Happening.) Inside my blanket box was something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue. He's a keeper. 7.8.2015

WORST KEPT SECRET

Hey, guess what?!? We're getting married!!!

Photo Overload

If you take one Father's Day - one family visiting from Wisconsin - one Temple Square wedding - and a breakfast picnic/car show with an amazing mullet man... you end up with a weekend that looks kind of like this. (PS - Enjoy! I am clearly still too tired to write anything more.)