A Good Weekend

Friday

Spur of the moment date: Cafe Rio (TWO free meals) and a couple hours roaming Barnes and Noble...and purchasing $50 dollars of books from gift cards. Total bookies we are.

Saturday

-Sleep in. Chores: Spencer-wash car, Rachel-Bathroom cleaning. Finish latest books. BBQ/watch crappy(but addictive) TV shows/Eat frosties with E and J Ringer.

Sunday

Yummy Breakfast, reading and music. Church: always a treat. Reading/Nap (SIGH). Rummicub and Harry Potter with Morg and Spence. And end the weekend with some blog reflection.

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3
A Good Weekend

Wheelin'

My hands are all dirty and learnED...I just changed a tire. For the first time. Well, partly watched/cheered on/turned some do-nads, but nonetheless, I am a little bit smarter today. My hands are more worn with wisdom. I am accomplished.


Wait...now I have to buy a new tire. Suckfest. So much for public education.

FINALS AND MOVING

SUCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yuck
Vegas please save me

Taylor Swift Unleashed

The boots worked and Spence and I are now converted. Taylor Swift stole our hearts last week. We can't seem to get them back. The Jazz hooked us up with pretty sweet seats, so we were ready for a good night. We didn't expect fall in LOVEEEEE. Ok, a bit much I know, but you get the point. It rocked and we didn't expect it to. It was a rad concert: cool costumes, stories, and very diverse. She played the guitar and piano and in the end--IT RAINED ON HER! I basically think she thought of everything she's ever liked at any concert or ever wanted to do and put it into one. Awesome. She was all over the place to. She performed at the top of one portal for a song and then on the walk down the stairs back to the stage for like 5 min, in the middle of her concert, she just signed autographs and hugged people. NO BIG DEAL. Conclusion: Taylor Swift is a stud. (Or studdess?)

We had class across the street at the Salt Lake Center before, so we picked up some Subway and ate at the park there. It started off our night right.

Me and my two white boots


LOVE STORY--So Cute

He's so much to handle :)

For her encore-she came out in a Utah Jazz jersey...I MEAN COME ON! We gave her a standing "O" for that.

She Loves<3

We Love<3

After the concert--you know how you're all thirsty and stuff--they were handing out free drinks outside. The perfect ending.

Another Cloudy Day

The weather in SLC is KILLING me lately. Every day I wake up wanting to play tennis, only to find the dark/windy/rainyness outside. It's so depressing. I wish there wasn't a giant window next to me to constanty remind me, not to mention the flashes of light followed by thunder. I can hardly wait for the scorching Vegas weather I will become accustomed to in just one week! Today is my last day of class and I couldn't be more thrilled. Expect for the fact I have 3 assignments and 2 papers due in 4 hours. I seriously have not been a fan of Spring semester. Finals are next week--hallejuiah. But, for right now, it's back to blog stalking, a homework coma and whinning. I NEED SUNSHINE!

A Sport

Spence plays softball every Wednesday with our friends...

Last weekend we watched baseball with our friends...

This is how we keep busy.

Memorial Day

Spence and I only have classes on Tuesday and Thursday night and work on occassion, so we normally have a pretty long 4 day weekend. SO it was nice to have everyone else join us for this four day weekend. We made the most of it. Espcially on Memorial day.

The Boys and I woke up early to play some tennis. We'll pretend Spence and I won. I broke my raquet because my muscles are so big. So that's a vitory.

The rest of the day everyone labored in the yard. I detailed my car during this time. I mean CLEAN THAT THANG UP! Washed the carpets and seats and such with Richard's handy dandy cleaning supplies. Thing looks brand new.


I was proud of myself. I also cleaned out all the crap that I had accumulate in my car since I was 16. Like old friends junior high pictures that they got taken together professionally-crammed in the armrest, a barbie doll (?), 500 dried out pens, my graduation tassle and 0h so much more. I thought Spencer would be thrilled that the car could be more like his now...this is how I found him and Bri when I went to tell him.

(Seriously Bri, the basket on the head?!)

HAPPY VERY LATE MEMORIAL DAY