You get 15 seconds to laugh...

So I went to the Eclipse premier with Janalyn and some of her other girlfriends. I have to admit it was really fun! Janalyn's friend rented out the ENTIRE theatre! And she had a party beforehand! You get 15 seconds to laugh at my silliness of going to the midnight showing.

We went to the Beehive Grill for some dinner before heading to the party where we got our pics taken with...

It was fun to be a silly girl for a night!

Also, this last weekend my family went to Miller Motor Sports Park. My brother works there so we get a deal! We had fun hanging out with the family and watching trucks flip around.

However, I do have a question...what is the deal with the oversized beer cans? Don't they come in regular sizes anymore? I was enthralled with the culture at the races, and a big part was the beer. My sister was really angry at the guys speeding around on their golf carts with their many oversized cans. I thought it was interesting how everything in our culture is getting bigger and bigger. Soon people will be carrying around gallon-sized beer cans and no one will bat an eye.

Running from Justice

So there used to be a show on Fox called Prison Break. When I had my wisdom teeth removed, we rented the first season to keep me occupied and I was hooked! I watched the following seasons with a ferver only fellow fans could appreciate. Alas, the show is no longer on television, but Netflix has made my dreams come true by putting the seasons online for me to watch to my hearts content.

However, there is one drawback to my refound love. Whenever I hear sirens, I feel as if I am a fugitive running away from the law. When I'm driving at night, I'm consistently looking over my shoulder to see if a black SUV is following too closely. I'm determined to make my way to Panama where I can live with my family free of worry. My heart races when the doorbell rings and I'm constantly thinking what my next move will be. Then I realize...




McKenzie, you live in Logan. You teach special ed and have never committed a crime short of a traffic violation. Calm down. But it's these bad boys that make me rush for my computer to watch the next episode and when you look at them, I'm sure you'll start acting foolish, just like me.

Carnival Night

So every Wednesday a group of us meet together for a 'themed' dinner. We've done Mexican, Crepe-night, and tonight was CARNIVAL NIGHT! My cotton-candy machine inspired the theme and we had a ton of fun. We had hot dogs, soft pretzals, popcorn, balloons, nachos, raspberry lemonade, cotton candy, and churros. It was delicious!

And, to top it all off, a girl taught us how to breathe fire! Here is a clip of me breathing just a little bit of fire. But I'm determined to get better at it!

Trying to stay busy.

I'm trying to stay busy! Here are a few photos of what I have been up to lately.

My surprise birthday cake at David and his roommates BBQ.

I sewed a pillow for a girl in my ward.

My family came up for my birthday. We used my cotton-candy machine my parent's bought me.

My cousin stayed the weekend with me and we sewed her an apron!

My cousin, Jordan, got married! This is my family at the temple and he and his beautiful bride.

I also started my micropigmentology training! I've been practicing away and I start applying on models next week. Institute starts and I'm glad to start getting busy!

How cute is this?

So I've decided to become better at sewing this summer. Look what I made!

Cute huh?

Why, oh why?

So I'm determined to get in shape. I don't have much else to do this summer, so I'm trying to hit the gym daily and eat healthier. It's true that teachers have the worst eating habits; andI'm trying to change my patterns now while I have time so hopefully the habit will continue come fall.

As I've been at the gym more often than usual, I've discovered something that distrubs me. Boys. If you could answer this question for me, I'd be extremely grateful. Why do you find it necessary to wear skater shoes, Vans or anything besides athletic shoes to the gym. There is no way that those shoes provide any type of support as you are running on the treadmill, grunting under huge weights or strutting through the gym. It it too much to put on a pair of Nike's? I promise, no one will think of you any less of a 'home-boy' or a bad-A. Please, someone, end my confusion and tell me why, oh why, boys are determined to work out in untied shoes.