I'll teach my baby the right limericks.

Happy Belated Thanksgiving! Is that even accurate? As much as I want to be home for Thanksgiving for many reasons, I am spending my Thanksgiving here with my Aunt Ruth in Kaysville Utah. It's been very fun. The whole house is bubbling with excitement for my older cousin Alex to come home from his mission to France on Monday. But even beside that, it's been fun chilling with this other side of my family. However, they make me question my childhood and the fun little limericks I've learned. Joking around in the kitchen this morning, my aunt was found chasing my 17 year old cousin Tony(dressed up as a hick) around the house. Being the top shot putter in the state, and the star of the football team, Tony is...well....healthy. So this whole scene was highly entertaining. and somehow, it led to this:

Ruth: Sticks and stones...

Tony: Mom, sticks and stones may dent my fat but words will never hurt me.

hahaha um...not exactly what I learned. but I'll take it.

So it seems word has gotten around my recent health problems and the pain that I have been having. Of course, most people who read this blog have never actually seen an attack, but its safe to say that it is very VERY painful and pretty much unbearable (Although after having numerous everyday for well over 10 weeks, I'm developing some sort of tolerance)
ANYWHO! The whole point is, last night I saw a lady who is expecting a baby any day. She was at my aunt's house for Thanksgiving and towards the end of dinner she was experiencing some very painful contractions that brought her to tears, and as terrible as this is, the words that went through my head were "That's IT?! That's a contraction!? SO EASY! Bring on the baby!!!" haha. oh boy.

The hardest hard-core fans you've ever seen!

So if I haven't already mention in every post for the last 2 months, this year my friends and I had front row seats to every home football game. Rain, shine, or occasionally snow we were there for every minute. As the home season is now complete, I thought I would give you a glimpse of the last three games of the season.....

We started out with a very subtle face painting and a little bit of hair dying.

Then we moved to a more dramatic face paint, split blue and white hair dying. Please take note of the fingernails.

The final was pretty dang hot!


This shot was the point out the MOST AMAZING FAKE EYELASHES IN THE HISTORY OF MANKIND. Long and glittery. Totally realistic.

The last game of the season was supposed to be three roommates with a B. Y. U. on each face. Unfortunately, a certain roommate who shall remain nameless (but for the point of the story we shall call her Rachel K. no no, R. Kendrick) decided to back out so we had to do some rethinking very quickly. Unfortunately Tae didn't have time to get to the white background (we didn't want to be late for the last game!!) so I look like a mime all by myself ha ha. Then again, she did dye her hair blue...

How sad...last game. :(
P.S. I have no idea why my hair looks so ridiculously red...

Second Coming?

Here's a recent text message conversation between me and my older brother.

Me: did you hear about Obama's grandma dying today?
Eric: Yup, just saw it. Bummer, huh?
Me: Yeah, sad. It'll help him at the polls though, that stinks.
Eric: That's what I meant by bummer, haha. Dang it! He didn't need that.
Me: I know! Ugh. I just keep reminding myself everything happens for a reason.
Eric: Yeah, I keep telling myself. Ripening for destruction.

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!! Get ready!