CAUTION: LONG POST, and huge tribute to the Bain’s in AZ in this post… Maybe only my mother will read this all the way through, but I’ve come to terms with that
So this past weekend I was in Tucson, AZ and it was so wonderful! It was warm enough that I packed a pair of shorts and I actually got to wear them! I was able to spend the whole weekend with Jen, Eric and Co. and I didn’t crack one school book! This may sound slackerish, and I agree with you. But if the first thing you heard when you walk in the door of the cutest, most amazing family was that 2 little boys just want to play with you every minute of the day, would you open a book? I rest my case.
Instead, I got to play with Thing 1 and Thing 2:
And I got to hang out with Eric and Jen:
They probably thought I was bored out of my mind because we stayed home for most of the weekend, but that was just what my doctor ordered (Dr Laura that is)! I’ve fallen in love with their cable that records shows and lets you fast forward through the commercials. Seriously BYU housing, get with it! I flew into Phoenix because Eric is working up there for a little while, so we had 100 miles to talk about whatever. Believe me, I talked his ear off… Then Eric went to work the next day so I talked Jen’s ear off. There’s a trend here, I talk, a lot. Jen is such a great mom, really, she’s an inspiration. Parker is definitely related to her, too. He comes home often with treats because he is such a good listener. Caleb is definitely related to the Bains, he’s always up to something silly.
It was really nice to hang out with Eric and Jen. When I’ve seen them since they’ve been married it’s always been with members of my family, or with someone else. I can’t remember if I’ve ever been with them with just me. Maybe some day I’ll have more people to contribute to the group but for now I’m the package! They so graciously played Ticket to Ride with me even though I won by a landslide. It’s almost more fun to have someone else win just so they’ll play with you again! One time I tried to make my family play Wackee 6 with me only to have the game banned probably due to my over zealousness of trying to make it THEIR new fav game… maybe next time guys
And I think Princess and I are friends now, she played with me a lot!
I left on Sunday after church and had a long lay over in LAX. Aren’t airports interesting? When I was waiting in the line for security this guy behind me had obviously smoked at least a pack and wanted to put on some cologne “just in case.” The line was a little longer than usual for the Tucson airport (which usually only has the 2 other people on your flight in it), so he was expressing his anxiety by breathing all over me!!! SICK!!! So even if his cologne covered up the stench on his clothes, there was no hope for his putrid breath. The layover in LA seemed to go well. I called Melissa 2 times, text Jake, called Mom, Dad and Cecilie and still had an hour to kill (I knew I’d read the one text book I brought if I got bored enough). On the flight from LAX to Salt Lake I sat by a girl who really liked talking until I decided it was definitely time to read my book. The flight attendant came over to talk to us and asked if we watched American Idol and I was sure this was a trick question. I said yes because I’ve seen 3 eipsodes this season so far (the only 3 episodes I’ve seen of the whole 9 seasons, or however many). He then told us that David Archuletta was sitting 3 rows back! It’s official, I’m famous by association! He (the flight attendant) came back in a few minutes and totally hit on me! It was pretty funny at the time, and a little flattering. I’m stopping there because that’s just enough information for my family to harass me 
So finally I make it back to Salt Lake and I’m exicted to see a nice warm bed because we were delayed in the air a little due to some snow. The snow was ok until about the point of the mountain which is about half way, when there was so much snow on the road that I couldn’t see the lines and I promise I was swerving through lanes and about to fall off the road into the 30′ drop at the edge. It was snowing enough that I couldn’t see more than 10 feet in front of me going 35 miles an hour… I don’t know exactly what a white-out as I didn’t grow up in snow, but what I experienced last night is the new definition in my dictionary of white-out! I’m in Provo now, but I don’t think I’m back to life or reality. I’m still in denial that I ever left this:
I love you Bains! I can’t wait to see you at GRADUATION!!!!
