Good friends might bring you a gift when they go out of town. Great friends bring you rocks.
Playing mom is hard and exhausting. No matter how smart the seven year old is, there's no way to seamlessly insert one into a singles life.
I'm addicted to the Provo Farmer's market even though they have almost exactly the same thing every week.
Pottermore was announced and I'm stoked and confused and excited, but we have one problem. When you sign up you have to register a magical username and I only have a few months to come up with one that is adequately awesome without being too cheesy.
Seven Peaks = yes. Destiny and I have been there three times in the past week. The new slide is epic. the funky feces smell by the slide tower is not.
I'm ready for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 2 and to take another trip to Orlando. For someone that hates Florida as much as I do I sure loved Orlando and felt at home there.
I love summertime. Humidity can stay away from me forever and that's fine. It's also ok with me if the 92 degree day we had this week is the only one of the summer. I love mild summer.
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