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Welcome all ye who desire to harvest marshmallows. Through the course of this blog, you will come to the knowledge of how to plant a simple marshmallow, care for it, grow it into a marshmallow tree, and partake of its goodness.

Monday, May 7, 2012

That '70's...apartment???

I'm moving into my apartment in Logan this week and with any older student housing I expect to find a few things that have probably been there since my parents went to Utah State. Well, this apartment... hasn't changed....since my parents were born. Ok, that's exaggerated, there is some new carpet and couches in the living room but I've gotta give it to the owners, they have taken good care of these apartments, which is probably the reason there has been no need to update them. And I have to say I love this place! Seriously. I think the doorway is a time warp into the seventies. Don't believe me? I'll prove it.

The living room.

The kitchen.

The  bedroom carpet.

I have to wear aviators just to feel like I fit in. Pretty soon it'll be bell bottoms and platforms.

I can't wait for Kaity and Allison to move in! And Garett and Justin will be our downstairs neighbors:) It shall be a summer to remember for sure! 

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Birthday Bash for Padre

May 6= My Dads birthday. Happy Birthday Dad! We love you!...

Naturally, my siblings and I went birthday card shopping.
The card on the left was picked by Wade (my 8 year-old brother) who insisted we buy it even though it wasn't a birthday card. The outside says "Sorry you're going through a rough time" and the inside says, "You can borrow my monkey". 
The card on the right says, "I was worried you weren't going to get a birthday card with a cat wearing a sweater on it."

 While card shopping we found Princess Donna Llama. We can't decide if she is a donkey or a llama.

My Dad can't eat sugar and we felt guilty for eating his birthday/Garett's graduation cake without him so we bought Princess Donna Llama and filled her with string cheese, jerky, trail mix, toothbrushes, and tums.

Rachel and Princess Donna Llama have a special friendship.

Dad also has a special friendship with her...

I am so grateful to have my Dad! He is a great example and a great father! I love you! Thanks for being born Dad! ;)

R.I.P. Princess Donna Llama!

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Samuel the Lamanite and the dump.

This week Justin and I sent a random picture to each other. Justin spoiled me and sent four:)

" #1 A member of the singles was has a bunch of airsoft guns so we were messing around."

" #2 I can explain...Well you see, this Abinadi guy was telling us we were wicked and whatnot and Elder Ford and I didn't like that, so we tied him up! Hahahahaha! That'll teach him! Jk, I'll probably be punished for writing this...haha"

" #3 Samuel the Lamanite was doing the same thing. Then he climbed up on our bedposts, so we tried to shoot him down! It was hilarious :P and we recorded it, haha. One time we shot him and it hit him, but he just moved a bit and didn't fall! Coincidence? I think not! Elder Ford and I had a good time :P Maybe your boyfriend is a little immature..."

" #4 A member in Saugus 2nd owns a surf supply company, so he gave us these hats. We call them our surfer-trucker-baseball hats. They are pretty epic. Don't we look cool;) "

This is the picture I sent to Justin:

My family was doing our weekly remodel of the restaurant (OK we don't really remodel the restaurant every week BUT....pretty much we do) and my brother, Garett, and I made a dump trip. At the dump this old hippie guy was tossing this cool looking piece of furniture! I couldn't let it go to waste so I asked the hippie if I could have it.  Annoyed, he agreed and I won myself a prize at the dump!!!

I didn't send this one to Justin but in case you were wondering this is what the dump looks like. If strong, unexplained smells make you puke, the dump is not for you. If you are clumsy and trip on odd things such as junk, then the dump is not for you. If you don't like birds pooping on you head, then the dump is not for you. Personally this photo makes me want to board up the windows of my house and smoke my last cigarette. Oh wait, I don't smoke. Maybe I'll drink chocolate milk instead.