Dr. Who

I'm sad.
Very. Very. Sad.
Do you know why?
My sister went to Comic Con.
And Matt Smith was there. The Doctor.
Dr. Who.
THE main character of my favorite show of ALL TIME. ALL TIME.
When I heard this my brain near exploded. I couldn't believe my ears and the fact that my sister was going.
And you know what?
She loves me and decided to take my Doctor Who TARDIS shoes with her.

So all week I've been super excited hoping she would get them signed. Hoping she would come back and I could basically worship these shoes.
. Well not exactly but you get my drift.
 This morning I woke up and texted her freaking out that TODAY was the day. TODAY my shoes would become so incredible that I might just not ever wear them again. TODAY my life would be basically made. She warned me she may not be able to get into the panel and that people had been camped out overnight but my hopes were so high I couldn't help but ignore her warnings.
 The excitement just kept growing and growing.
My anticipation was so high my heart nearly beat out of my chest.
Seriously, my life=made
But instead... I'm sad.
Instead my shoes are coming home without any new pen marks.
My shoes.. well they're still pretty cool but...They didn't get signed.
And I am sad.
I love you Dr. Who, but you brought a little sadness to my life today.

Mission Accomplished

After the adventure that was Prom I decided to go to Morp. Which was an adventure all on it's own.

Mission: Morp

Agents: Kit Kat and Ferbeas

I asked in a simple way, putting a note on a bear and hanging in on his porch saying 

"Don't leave me hanging, go to Morp with me"

SO only of course, he made it nearly impossible for me to understand his reply.

A block of ice with a zipper bag full of little strips of paper. 

Sopping wet.

Stuck together.

And nearly IMPOSSIBLE to read. 

2 hours later, a blow drier and some towels and NONE of the notes say anything even relitivly close to an answer. 

I was confused.

I was tired.

And I was pissed. 

Didn't talk to him for 2 days. 

When I found a GIANT poster in my locker

And at the bottom?

A few days later we went to Morp. Did I mention I was Ferbeas' first date?

Ferbeas and I

Sing-along and Utah

Teapot and Poopencamp

Vanilla and J*Coy

Farmy and Scotthew

E.T. and Barley

Good group.
Fun date.
Perfect pictures.
Mission Accomplished :)

This Song Is....

I found this song.

Okay, let me start this off right.
I LOOOOOOOVE music. Alot.
Seriously if it was a man.... I'd marry it 6 times over.
You hate it compare to how much I love it.
 It's that simple.
 And when I find a song I like.... I usually listen to it over and over and over and over again until I have it memorized, everyone's sick of it except me. But my passion for the song kinda dwindles.
That's alot of listening lemme tell ya
But recently I found a song that is so fabulous I don't ever want to get sick of it. Which is kinda a big deal because that's not usually how I am.

But today I was driving home from soccer practice and this song came on like it has a billion times and I really started listening to the words. Okay, usually when I listen to a song I do 1 of 2 things.
1) actually listen to the words and learn them within a few days or
2) Don't listen to the song at all, it's just white noise in the back of my mind
and before today this song had normally been one of the number 2 instances in my life. But for some reason today it became a number 1.

Despite the fact that this song is about a break up...
I absolutely love it.

"She was caught in a mudslide
Eaten by a lion
Got run over by a crappy purple Scion
Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes!"

And it won't leave my head. It's gonna be a good day 

Too many words

I have this fabulous friend. She's my best friend. In the whole wide world.
 She's gonna be a bridesmaid at my wedding. There's no mistaking that.
Shes basically the best person in the whole world.

"these pants are HUGE"

Cheesy smile ready.... GO

this night deserves a post all to itself....

Trying on dresses..ooooh so fun

Ren's a beautiful daughter of God!

"look it's a toilet!"

And honestly.....
 NO guy is good enough for her.
 Not yet ;)
and guess what guys.... July 7th... was her birthday...

and she turned 16.....

do you know what this means????

scoot a little closer and I'll tell you.... come on closer.....

SHE CAN DAAAAAAAAAAAAATE!!!!!

so eligable young bachelors beware. My hotty best friend Ren is of dateable age... thats right DATEABLE. scandal I know. Sooooo young men.

 Call her, maybe?

Fireworks and Friends

So as you all know, yesterday was the Fourth of July. My track record for the Fourth of July is... not very good... 2 years ago I met Arizona on the Fourth and participated in a flash mob with Ren

but I also almost got lit on fire... Several times... Last year Smalls and I  camped out for the parade but that didn't exactly go over well... Though we did get to chalk University Avenue, which isn't exactly a small accomplishment.

This year I was hoping for better events to happen. The day didn't start out so hot or maybe I should say cool. 9 fires burning in Utah and the atmosphere full of smoke (wasn't exactly the coolest day temperature wise). So much smoke you can't even see a star. It was quite depressing. Then most of the day I cleaned and went fabric shopping with my mom for my sister's wedding. Not exactly how I wanted to spend my Fourth of July. Then night time rolled around and my family always has this thing we call "Cul-de-sac of Fire" to my surprise J*Coy, Batman and Smalls all ended up coming. It was quite fabulous. My neighbor Ginger brought along Cute Cousin #1 and we all have a fabulous time. I challenged Ginger to get Toothless Wonder's number. When he finally showed up ( with Chicky and Youngster) she got it quick as a wink( the number I mean). Then she had to go home, but the rest of us went on many adventures. TO T.W's house!! Ate bunches of food, steamrolled on the tramp and off to the rock for fireworks. After a FABULOUS firework show we headed back up to T.W's house and it was getting pretty late so Smalls and Youngster took me home. With traffic bumper to bumper we found a new way to entertain ourselves.... Singing at strangers in the cars next to us. So thank you random guy who sang right back, we appreciate it. Oh and that awkward guy who felt really uncomfortable about it, thanks for being a good sport. I came home with my ears literally ringing.

 Best Fourth of July ever :) hope next year doesn't disappoint