Homecoming Dance!!

I never thought I'd find myself in the midst of a hundred crumping teens. But alas, there I was, ENJOYING it!!

Crimson-24
Gold- Not 24

Oh well, it was way fun!! And the O-Line DOMINATED!! yeah O!

yeah uh, that's right kids, we're true grizz!!

Today we painted the street for homecoming. It was a blast! We got some paint on the street, but mostly on each other.

scream therapy

Scream Therapy: a term used to refer to any of several different kinds of psychotherapy that use screaming as a therapeutic tool.

i'm quite a fan. i can't say i've had any real traumatizing experiences in my life, except for maybe sharing a room with gretchen for 17 years, but in any case, definitely a keeper.

A bery nice-a pictre!!

Okay, so I finally figured out how to put a picture in a blog. SWEET! So here's a cool one! Teenie, me, Heathe, and Missy! sweet freaking beans.

summer

This morning as I did my paper route, on my brother's bike, pedaling up to my ears, I realized that summer is over. It's been arguably the best summer of my youthful life. It all started with an foreign adventure with my kid sister, also known as Sara Jeanne. We traveled all around Peru for about three weeks and experienced things that changed our friendship forever. Now you may think that sounds a little cliche, but we can now sleep anywhere and in any proximity and feel completely comfortable. Plus, we were taught to surf on the most beautiful beach, by the most beautiful men on the planet. Any who, that's a story for another time. After Peru I went to a team basketball camp with my second family. We had a blast ballin' it up at Southern Utah University. Possibly the most rewarding experience of all summer was my trip to Martin's Cove, Wyoming, where the youth in my stake got to trek just like the handcart pioneers for three days. Sometime between then and now I made room for late nights with my best friends, watching endless hours of America's Next Top Model and eating my weight in Otter Pops. Now school has started and I'm already anxious for graduation. I didn't think that day would come, but two weeks of school and I'm about ready to eat my own foot. I hope you've enjoyed my rant, hopefully Peru pictures will be up soon. Peace out. Rock on.