Everybody Clap Your Hands!!!!

Humor is a funny thing... everyone’s own sense of comic relief is different. Angie's and mine are quite alike... very unique. Some might say that it’s an acquired taste (dad...) but she thinks I am funny and I find her to be hilarious. Over Thanksgiving I spent nine glorious days with her. With her upcoming departure to the underworld I decided to take a little trip down memory lane and look through the pictures we snapped while I was invading her house.

Picture Locations (in order):

Angie's apartment

Macy's at the mall

Angie's apartment

Angie waiting for me.... at her apartment

Angie's apartment

Angie waiting for me outside the Chili's restaurant stall

Chili's restaurant

And lastly and Angie's apartment once again

As I was saying before an aquired taste for our humor is sometimes needed. Angie a 22 year old almost senior at BYU found it amusing to take pictures of me leaving the restroom when I least expected it even when we were in public. I believe that my dear sister was doing this heinous act to boost my self esteem and to capture on film the accomplishment that I had just achieved!

Jeepers...Creepers...

So one of the funniest things that has happened to us this semester was when Cutie Mike came to ask out Courtney. We were all so excited so... I decided to video tape the event! It somewhat back fired when Mike's roommate found the camera and caught us! Brittany quickly covered it up by telling them that we video tape everyone that comes over! Courtney had the time of her life on her date and we are all crossing our fingers that something BIG happens soon between them... because we all know that it is so so special and that it is really real.

AHHH.... A TWISTER!

One thing I really don't miss from New Mexico is the wind.. and all the dirt. You know what I'm talking about... when it gets so windy that you just put your head in your hands and try not to look up, talk, breath, or open your eyes because you know as soon as you do any of those openings will instantly be coated with a thick layer of sand. I remember in highschool walking from class to class in dust storms and then sitting down to trying to untangle my hair, wiping my eyes and blowing my nose to find a sandy mucus in the tissue all the while hoping that the cute boy sitting accross the room wasn't watching. ahh... Well I thought moving up to Idaho would be different the wind would be gone and I would never have to worry about a messy dew again, but I was wrong. The wind just follows me where ever I go. But one good thing about it here is that there is no dirt or tumble weeds that we have to worry about. We also make it fun, yesterday Brittany took some pictues of Bonka and I in the windy weather. Check em out.