A Big No-No

As you can see from the picture, the "Big No-No" isn't the fact that we still have Christmas decorations up past the New Year. The "Big No-No" that I am referring to is the fact that I had to walk home from my evening class in my all-black ensamble. Mom-I know you raised me better than that. The Invisible Pedestrian costume, as my family likes to call it, had me walking home with caution. Just kidding, the un-shoveled sidewalks I encountered on my .75 mile walk back from campus were what really kept me guessing. Luckily I had Brandon Flowers new album on my iPod to keep me company. You're probably thinking I had both ear phones in to drown out my sorrows of walking home in 18 degree weather, but you'd be wrong. I only used one ear piece so I could still hear all the cars that were coming to hit me at each intersection. But as you can clearly see from the picture, and having not heard of any horrific accidents happening to me in the last 24 hours, I made it home safely. And, the only thing that froze were my fingers. Darn you leather gloves!!

Look Around You

Can you guess what we'll be talking about today? That's right, hand rails. Now write that down in your copy books.

Psych! We're not talking about hand rails... Now I try not to be one to complain, but really?! The mat is encrusted with ice which has been frozen in the shape of various shoes and sizes from each person walking down to the garage without the snow being taken care of. Aside from the fact that the main level patio at my apartment complex is just shy of an Olympic sized ice rink, the real problem is the icy floor mat at the top of the stairs. By now you've probably made some calculations and figured out that ice by stairs is bad. Well done. In the short 36 hours I've been back in Provo I have had to use this stairwell at least 5 times which always makes for a small adventure while I try not to fall to my most certain death at the bottom of the stairs. Obviously the picture doesn't do the amount of danger involved justice but it's the best I could do. So, in order for me to end this post I'm going to plead for you to feel a little bad for me that walking down to my car is so dangerous because I could slip and fall and receive any number of injuries. Also, does anyone have a spare shovel so I can do my best to eliminate the danger for me and everyone that walks through this place?!

Love me some Walter

Congrats to Courtney on getting baptized!

I Am My Mother's Daughter

I've worn these shoes a lot. So much so that the tops have gotten
pretty scuffed up (difficult to see in picture, but very real).
Instead of taking the 15 minute drive to Target to buy a new pair, I
followed my mother's example and pulled out my handy dandy Sharpie!
Within just a few seconds my well-worn shoes looked almost as good as
new. Maybe now I'll go buy something with the money I saved.

Really?

The only thing these shoes are good at is making you look ridiculous.
To the numerous individuals that have been suckered into thinking
you'll achieve "Jennifer Aniston legs" by wearing them, I apologize. I
also thank you. Thank you for making me laugh about such bazaar
looking shoes.

Who Said You Needed Leg Room On A Road Trip?

We're off on our road trip!

We've only got an unspeakable number of miles left to go :)