saturday nights in [friendly] light.

soooo happy.
all this week...i playyyyed. not necessarily partied, but plaayyyyed. i wasn't home very much. then, there was a mild swim with some nice ladies saturday morning, a delightful trip to the grocery stores (thank you michelle), mochi ice cream, and this was the rest of the night:


homemade SALSSSA. (for which ratch sacrificed her hand...thank you.)

inkfilled artistry.

and eeeeve reading. (never happens...weird that she did that.)
thennnn we fell asleep to this:
i. love. my. roomates/apartment. night in=BEST.
i almost forgot we don't have AC....

seriously?

"Why don't they just kill the whole cow?"
-some kid from wyoming


hahhahahahahhahahahahahhahahahahhahahahhahaaaaaaaaaaaa

it's all around to see, if we try.

"every question, every answer too.
ever constant, ever changing view.
it's a memory in the sun.
or it's all in the darkness.

maybe it's all around to see if we try.
but maybe it's been inside of me all this time.

LOVE (18 times)
ooh.

crazy with it
crazier without
never certain
never full of doubt

now you feel it
now you don't
do you know what you're feelin'?
where did it come from, and where does it go?
if it were right in front of me, would i know?

LOVE (27 times)"

-shiny toy guns

my sister ashbash has been obSESSED with this since i showed it to her.
after, i'd already been obsessed with it...three times.

so you'd think i'd be sick of it by now? no.

becaaaaause i love love. (and shiny toy guns' take on it.) no, i don't love watching cheesy "classic" lovey movies, most of the time, and i don't love reading long novels about people slowly falling in love, (or quickly, and doing "cute" things...no.) all that fictional crap...for the most part, no.

but REAL love. like watching my grandparents, after over fifty years of marriage, make breakfast together. or watching my dad feed his grandbaby a bottle. or watching two people slowly get closer and closer, until they decide to make a marriage. :) haha. or two best friends, laughing at inside jokes, finishing each others sentences, bringing out the best in each other. or watching a mom patiently trying to feed her excited toddlers, after they've thrown half their food on the ground. every kind of love. but probably my favorite this weekend...

when loads of darling spaniards, proud of their team and their country, celebrate by the thousands for winning their first world cup.
NICE WORK. go spain. :)

i'm breakin out this time, making out with the wind!

this...was...the...best weekend EVER. (the beeest daaay eeeeverrrr! holla to rubie and t.hamp, if he were alive)

friday, i worked THIRTEEN AND A HALF HOURS. STRAIGHT. ON MY FEET. (well, except probably like twenty minutes) and it was soooooo fun. thoughts to myself in the dishroom for the first time in the morning at the morris center, then just crazy super fun in the skyroom with most of my favorite employees and a giant wedding luncheon, then a huuuuge beautiful banquet, at which i saw ALL my favorite catering kids....ahhhh. then saw some explosions and nice people at the taj, and checked out freddie's SICK television...that day was LONG. then darling ratch and hanner and i fell asleep to a nice film. (well, i fell asleep. haha.)

sllllllept in saturday, then ran over to see spain defeat paraguay (haHA!) with sclubseven, then ran home and packed (something i truly LOVE doing, unpacking, on the other hand...) and drove a BEAUTIFUL drive to the cabin, played with the fam, welcomed in independence day with....the great film, independence day! (which, if you haven't seen, is truly patriotic, all about americans being the smartest and best and most awesome...hahahhahahha...top notch.)

sunday, PACKED at the oakley ward, GREAT meeting, which i experienced from the foyer, (there were a TON of babies there. and sometimes i think, it's a good idea, if you need to take a walk, to pretend your young child is fussy. cause most those kids seemed pretty content, not really in need of being taken to the hall...haha...) that ward was so LEGIT. i love really down to earth, humble, people. and two hundred visitors. haha. theeeennn patriotic talks over supper, then hours of bananagrams, then catch phrase, then...a dance off with no music..hahahha

this day, monday, slllleeeept in, again, (SO good.) pancakes homemade by gramma, and scrambled eggs [home]made by grampa, then some jurassic park, then a new arrival, then the lake...canoeing and roasting and playing...then another BEAUTIFUL drive through the canyon, then a roomate reunion/darling view of a backporch, THEN how to train a dragon. if you like cute things, see it. cause it was funny, and sweet, with wonderful animation, and jonsi even sings a song at the end, (CALLED that) and it's just really, really, cute.

right now, i feel like i've fallen head over heels in love with this summer, like i'm speeding down a beautiful sunny road with the windows down, and i've got nothing to lose. and free energy is SO the best soundtrack for it. (thank you, tucker boone.)

on this, the last day of june.

tomorrow is officially the first day of the second half of [my] summer. in some ways, i knew exactly what this summer would be like. but then...i really am taken by surprise every day.

like.

i knew i'd be in the skyroom, probably. but i didn't know, until right before summer, it would be with dear dee dee. and porterrockwell, and janelle, kenna, jamie, adri, sam, and van. i didn't think it would be one of the best parts of the summer, honestly. it's so fun. and soooo hilarious. everyday. emily's psycho cannoncenter rubberband thief, the fish oil lemonade, the crush of a piano player, the foreigners at the carving station...every day is great. and feels a bit like a sitcom. haha. she might kill me, but here is my cohort through it all:

then, my awwwesome calling. i love. being fhe mom. and i love pretending we're a real family. our ward this summer has been GREAT about having super fun activies for fhe, and super high attendence. every week is a new little adventure. last week we went boating, which was ridiculously fun, it was the whole ward, and there's never any cliqueiness or unfriendliness, it's just super fun, and everyone's included.

this is me being a mother and one of my sons, PT, on the way back:

this week, we combined with uncle curtis and aunt whitney, and nick's family, a second cousin from another stake, and played water balloon vollleyball, which progressed into a water balloon fight, which progressed into a game of real volleyball. (our fhe activies are frequently way longer than planned, a result of all the wardly/familial love, which is great, haha) curtis, SPE, freddie, ry and i spent several hours filling them up, which honestly was just as much fun as the activity.

here's uncle curtis, looking good in spectacles:

i love the people in my summer of 2010.

p.p.s.

that's not all i have to say. kay. i'm not even angry at those stupid boys at this point. i...

if someone puts you in an uncomfortable situation, whether they're cruelly teasing, telling terrible stories, making inappropriate comments, just overall vomiting their lack of class all over everyone around them, you shouldn't just sit. i used to stand up to kids like that in high school/junior high. if they were picking on me, my friends, or anyone, really. and i wasn't scared. i just did it. and they stopped. because really, hardly anyone truly has malicious intent. they just don't stop, because no one stops them. i'm not saying it's alright for them to behave this way, but watching something bad happen without stopping it, isn't any better than supporting it. but i was such a wienie on friday. i just sat, for an hour, and took it.

next time, i won't. ever again, i won't. that was trash. next time, i'll say something. and hopefully, i'll be backed.
the end. i'm done.

p.s.

if anyone read that post from saturday morning/friday night...just...well. i was/am a lot more angry about it than i was trying to be in my blog, and...it was just weird post. and there's not really anything i can do about it, because being angry at those boys/the birthday boy won't help anyone or anything. SO. the end.

also, if you didn't read it, just disregard this. haha.