Wednesday, August 31, 2011
One time Mark Magleby was making twelve cakes, and Basil (his dog) ate the butter he left out.
Christian, my co-worker, let a frenemy cut his hair. Ha, still dying!
This summer I had a sleepover with Courtney on the front lawn of the hot chocolate house. This is what I woke up to. Still funny!
I ate this cake at a bridal shower this summer. It was so pretty and so delicious.
Courtney texted this photo to me after her graduation. Posed shake-hands photo, always rich. Also, since when does Chuckles wear such cool glasses?
Remember when I saw Robin Williams in NY? I wish I had taken a photo with my head on his shoulder, nestled up against his cheek.
Best Nativity ever. Bean Museum.
Sometimes Trevor texts me photos of Finn.
Remember when I had feathers in my hair? That was a fun phase that lasted about 2 months. It ended around the time of Women's Conference, after seeing multiple mid to upper-aged women with feathers in their hair.
Sooo many deer.
Ew. (via Alicia.)
Window display at some shop on Center Street. Best.
One time they had these live wrestling matches in downtown Provo...
The Faj Mahal's beautiful dinner.
Kimi, Caitlin, and I at a MOA event.
Olivia R. Jones.
And again, with Allison.
This was taken the day I got home from NY. As soon as my plane landed, I was getting tons of phone calls from the brothers. My parents were also out of town, and my brothers had run out of money, there was no gas left in the car, Kai had to be taken to American Fork and Dawson had run away and was at the pound in Spanish Fork. So, I'm pant-breathin' and trying to get home as quick as possible. As soon as I got home, I gave Finn and Niels money to put gas in the car and go pick up Dawson. They came home, without Dawson, because they were a few dollars short to pick him up. Ugh. Finn and I go to get Dawson. As we are driving there, my awesome red-head lipstick-wearing boss, Lynda, called me and said, "Natalie, I am so sorry, but despite my best efforts, you have been terminated. Gah! (I was re-hired the next day, but stillllll.) Anyway, we picked up Dawson and I put sheets and towels all over the back of my car so Dawson's nast hair wouldn't get all over my car. I told Finn he had to keep Dawson in the back of my car, no matter what. When we were almost home, Dawson started climbing over the seat, towards the front of the car. I was like, "FINN! Keep him back there!" And Finn was all wimped-out and couldn't keep him back. So then I took this picture.