Photo of the Week 79

On Saturday... I looked out the window and what did I see? One of the prettiest & brightest rainbows that I have ever seen!

The Crater

We were done with the class portion of scuba certification, but we still had to do a real dive... outside of the pool. For this they have us go up to Midway to the Crater. Anyone in Utah that scuba dives is familiar with the Crater. It is the closest place to dive that is deep enough to pass certification. Although at this point I was very comfortable staying underwater at the pool, I had no idea what the Crater was going to be like. Honestly, I was nervous (what else is new). What if I freaked out when I got down to 20 feet and knew I had to go down even further? What is it like to be that deep underwater? What if something happens to me when I am down there? A friend of mine told me that she got some water in her throat 20 feet down and started to freak out a little. This story made me even more nervous. Ugh... why do I get so nervous? Why can't I just be excited like any other normal person that signs up for scuba class? Funny side note... I always try to laugh off my worries and make a joke out of it, so anytime there was something wrong of different happening when I was scuba diving, I would ask my instructor, Jerad if it was normal and if I was going to die. It became kind of my joke and I said it at least once each time I went to class. It was a little over dramatic, but I think he thought it was funny. On my last dive, I said it one more time just for old times sake.

The drive up to Midway is really beautiful, especially this time of year. I really enjoyed going up there. For my first dive I got there a half hour early so you can sign a waiver and pay the fee, then we wait for Jerad to get there with all of the scuba equipment and then we set up our stuff.

I told Desiree and Jerad how nervous I was. Desiree's husband Chuck also came along for our first dive. It was fun to have him there, especially since he had dove there plenty of times before. Looking on the outside of the Crater... I still had no idea what it would be like on the inside.

We then went in with all of our equipment. As soon as you walk in, it is hot and muggy. Not so great when you are carrying in 30 + pounds of scuba equipment. The tank alone weighs 20 and then you add an extra 5 pounds to each vest pocket. Then you get into the water. The water 96 degrees and it's already hot outside because it is summer. Oh man... it's hot. It doesn't matter though, time for business, time to show that I can handle scuba diving for real.

There are ropes throughout the Crater that go from the top to the bottom to help you descend and ascend slower. The first thing they have you do is go down 20 feet to a platform that is lit up. I went down slowly and cautiously making sure I equalized plenty and made sure I was okay with it. Once at the platform, Jerad has us practice our skills. We take out our regulator and put it back in, we flood our mask and clear it, take it off and clear it, we pretend we are out of oxygen and we do an emergency ascent where we are supposed to swim up 20 feet on blowing out only one breath, we practice using our buddies regulator. (These skills are all on different dives, 4 dives on 2 different days) Once you practice your skills it is time to go down deeper.... down to 40-50 feet, where you must swim around until he says you need to come up... which is for about 20 minutes or so.

*This picture is taken at the platform 20 ft under water*

Looking at the pictures above, you can see that the Crater is not very big. It may be deep, but it is not very big. With that being said, 20 minutes is a long time to be down there... so I had a lot of time to think. All I could think about was how creepy it was down there (which is why I started calling it the creepy crater). It is deep and dark and warm. It just has this eerie feel to it, in fact while I was down there I thought it would be very appropriate for them to be playing Sweeney Todd while we swam around down there. While swimming around down there, you will see things like diamond shapes to swim through and a big wooden wheel, a sign at 50 feet that tells you not to swim any deeper because they want you to stay off the bottom and stuff like that. As you look closer though... you will also find creepy things too. For example, attached to the big wooden wheel you will find a rubber duck and a big rubber chicken with a bag of rocks in it's mouth. Down by the sign  that tells you not to swim down any deeper, attached to the rope is a barbie doll mermaid that has black all over it's face and her eyes are rubbed off. You can't look at that and tell me it is not creepy!!! I had mentioned to Jerad that I was creeped out by the doll, so he made a point of pointing it's face at me whenever we were down there. ewww... On my 4th dive, even though the sign tells you to stay off the bottom, Jerad took me down to the very bottom to touch it and see how hot it was. Swimming down to the very bottom also means that I was swimming 65 feet below the surface! I also did an excellent job hovering over the bottom without touching the bottom which is what you are always supposed to do. It was pretty cool.

Something that I have noticed is that when I dive, I tend to get a little bit of water in my system somehow, so every time I get done diving... I have a sneeze attack. My body trying to clear the system I guess. When I sneeze, it doesn't just happen once, it's at least 3 sneezes... but more like 5 or more. No problem, it always happens once I am out of the water. On my 3rd dive, I was on my way back down from practicing my emergency ascent. 20 feet down, almost back to the platform with the rest of my class, I feel a sneeze coming. Uh Oh... I had never thought about this happening while I was in the water. Will the sneeze push the regulator out of my mouth? No... just stay calm I had to tell myself. I'm almost certified, I can't freak out now. I had heard that you can sneeze, cough or throw up in your regulator and be just fine... so I felt it coming, held on to my regulator so it wouldn't move and I let all 5 or so sneezes out. It was a really weird feeling, but very cool knowing that it works. It looks funny though... a couple of the guys in my class saw it happen and they had no idea if there was something wrong with me or not. All they saw was me jerking around in the water holding my regulator and big spurts of bubbles coming out. They were going to get me but then I stopped. After we were done with that dive I had announced to the class what had happened with a big smile on my face. I had a smile because if I could handle that... then I am a legit scuba diver. I can stay calm underwater. Hooray!

After 4 dives in two days, I was officially certified. I was really proud of myself. I had come a long way from being the nervous one in class (to the point where Jerad wouldn't announce what we were going to be doing the next class because he knew I would worry about it too much) to being confident with sneeze attacks and diving 65 feet. It is a good feeling. Desiree actually wasn't able to do the second dive with us, so she had to go with another one of Jerad's classes. Because Desiree is my Scuba BFF, I decided to go again even though I was already certified so that she didn't have to be a lone. That is what Scuba BFF's are for right? If the roles were reversed, I would want her to do the same for me. I'm glad I went, it was fun (even though it was crowded) and this time I didn't have to worry about doing any of the skills... I just got to relax and swim around. It is such a cool feeling to stay underwater and be weightless. Some of the guys in my class would breakdance under water, others were doing flips while Desiree and I found some golf balls and tried to play catch . ha ha. Good times. After that Desiree was finally certified and we both got our certificates! Mine it now hanging on the fridge. :)

To celebrate, Desiree and I went to this Mexican place in Midway for dinner and ordered Shark Tacos and split Tres Leches. The Shark Tacos were SO good.

I know this has been SUPER long, but to end I just wanted to say how much I enjoyed my class. Not just the class itself but the people. I really think that Desiree and I signed up at the perfect time to end up in the class that we did. After being at the Crater with people from other classes, it just made us appreciate our class that much more. Everyone in our class was friendly and laid back and patient and everyone had fun together and got along so well and ready to help each other out. Jerad, our instructor was really great too. He didn't make us practice any of the snorkel stuff, he was very patient with me and very encouraging (which I totally need a lot of with how nervous I was) and super friendly and easy to talk to and fun to dive with. Although I am glad the class is done, I enjoyed it and I will miss it a little. I would love to dive with this group again... although that will probably never happen. I will always remember what a great experience this class was for me. Now it's time to dive in the ocean...

SCUBA

Growing up next to the ocean, I have always had a love for it. When I was a freshman in college, I took a Marine Biology class. One or two of my sister's had taken the class and loved it. I thought it sounded interesting, so my friends Shawntel and Aaron and I signed up. It was easily one of my favorite classes that I took in college. It was like discovering a whole new world that had been hidden right in front of me my entire life. My professor, Genny Anderson made it so easy to love that class. She was so passionate about the Ocean and made class so fun for us. For our labs we would collect different types of seaweed and go tide pooling and collect things, we dissected and ate Abalone. It was awesome. I always looked forward to that class. Her and her husband were both Scuba Divers and had taken vacations all over the world to go diving together and we got to see awesome pictures of it in class. It was at that point that I was interested in one day getting Scuba Certified and seeing what the Ocean world was all about. Although I was interested in that world, I was also VERY scared of that world. You are completely out of your element. What if something goes wrong when you are deep in the water. A lot of scary thoughts go through my head and I always told myself that maybe one day I would do it.

Eight years later, it became a more serious thought. I wanted to start crossing things off of my Bucket List. I wanted to stop being scared of something that I had always been interested in, I was ready to do it.  I had other friends that had done it and loved it, so it made it a little easier for me to want to do it too, but I was still nervous about it. Now I just had to find a friend to sign up and do it with me. My good friend Desiree wanted to get certified as well! We talked about it and tried to plan when to do it with both of our crazy schedules. This talk went on for a year. Finally, nine years after I first became interested in doing it from that Marine Bio class that I took, Desiree and I finally got down to business and signed up for scuba class at Scuba Ted's in Springville.

On August 1st, our class began. Our classes were on Monday & Wednesday for those first two weeks of August.  There was one other girl besides Desiree and I in the class, the other five were guys, mostly pretty young. I wasn't sure what to expect. I didn't really know what you had to do to get scuba certified. All I knew is that I was nervous. What if I wasn't good at it? I know that sounds stupid because you just have to breath... but I just worry about the unknown. Here is a run down of how those 2 weeks went. When you signed up and paid for the class, you got a text book. For the first time in a long time, I had homework. You read the assigned chapters before class. Then you go to class at 6pm. Then you watch the Video on the chapter that you just read. The instructor would then go over the most important things in the chapter and anything you had questions on and then you took a quiz on that chapter. The first class he taught us how to put our gear together, and then we were on our own after that. After the quiz, we would go to another room and gather all of our gear (vest, oxygen tank, mask, regulators, fins) and load it in the instructors truck.

 From there we headed over to the Springville Pool. Pool closed to the community at 9, so we usually had to wait a little bit until everyone would get out, we then put our gear together and get in the pool. We were in the pool until 10:30 or so. The first class we had to test our water skills to see if they will even let us scuba certify. This means you have to swim 200 meters and tread water for 10 minutes. After we showed that we could do that, it was straight to business. We would all go underwater in the shallow end at first and the instructor (Jerad) would show us what to do and then one by one he would have us each do the same thing while the rest of the class watched underwater. We had to do things like take our regulator out and put it back in and clear it. We had to pretend we were out of oxygen and use our buddies extra regulator, we had to flood and then clear our masks, we had to take off our gear and put it back on, we had to practice emergency ascent etc... I think the skills that I disliked doing the most in class were breathing out of air bubbles underwater, swimming without my mask AND when the instructor turned off our oxygen and we had to do the sign and hook up with our buddy and get their extra regulator and then do an emergency ascent. (I think I hated that one because I almost didn't make it on one breath) Looking back on it now, it all doesn't seem like that big of a deal, but even my second class (after being in the water and practicing some of the skills) I was still nervous. I would read the chapters for class and in the chapter it would tell you what you had to practice in the pool that day. I never liked the sound of what I was going to have to do and I hated thinking about these terrible things happening to me where I would have to use these skills. I would start thinking about it and get all nervous and I would want to back out. I even ended up telling Jerad our instructor that. He told me he wasn't going to let me go on if he didn't think I could do it and told me I would be fine. So I continued on. The funny thing is, as soon as I got in the water and started doing whatever skill, I was fine. Jerad was really nice too and always told me that I did a great job when class was done. The rest of the class was very kind and patient with me too and were always willing to help me out when I needed it. I really appreciated it because I was the most nervous one in class. I really liked everyone in my class.

* I know the underwater pictures are super crappy, but I just had one of those disposable ones. It is what it is and something is better than nothing. Also the bottom right picture is my class under water*

This was the drill for those two weeks. On our last day of class, we took a 50 question test. I was nervous about that test, but I passed with flying colors. After we passed the test we got our picture taken for our scuba certification card (which I am waiting for in the mail). Although we had passed our test, we were not certified yet. We had practiced everything that we needed to in the pool, but now we had to do a real dive. That is what week 3 is all about. That post will come next. :)

This was waiting for me when I got home. Rachel is such a sweetheart. She knew how nervous I was about everything, so it was nice to have someone that was proud of me for accomplishing my goal even though it was scary. I was very proud of myself!

Here is a picture of Desiree and I after passing our scuba test! It took up a lot of time in those few weeks, but we are both so glad that we did it. So happy that Desiree did it with me too. Don't know how I would have done it without her. She really helped me through the class. Thanks Desiree!

Lavender & Lemon Tea Party

Last Sunday Rachel had a cute Lavender & Lemon Tea Party at her house and I was lucky enough to be invited. She is so talented and throws the cutest parties, so I always feel special when I am able to attend them. I mean... I already love Tea Parties, and I wanted to attend one this summer and she made that wish come true. My contribution to the party was my Lavender Lemon Cake. It was a HUGE hit.

I took a lot of pictures.... so that you could take in all of the cuteness of the Tea Party. Enjoy!

The Food

Bucket List

I have really enjoyed my Traveler's Map that I made. It is fun to have a map on display that I get to continue to add pins to every time I go somewhere new. When I look at the map, it makes me happy and excited to travel to new places.

I have been really into checking things off my bucket list in the last few years. One day I got this idea...

I have had these frames laying around for a while that I have been trying to decide what to do with. I no longer like the color of wood on the frame, so I have not wanted to hang it.

My idea? To paint the frame, take out the class and, like my map, make another functional decor piece! I wanted to display my Bucket List and check it off as I accomplish them. Some of them are already accomplished and many are not. I went to the craft store and found some things that I thought would be great for my craft.

First, I took out the glass and painted the frame a thin coat of black so that a little bit of the wood showed. I then put the letters on the frame for "Bucket List". Then I Covered the back with a few different types of scrapbook paper. Then I added a piece of twine with a key on it. I also found some other scraps to add to make a collage type feel to it. I then printed my bucket list in a fancy font, cut it out, brushed it with a tea bag (to give the old look) and burned the edges. Once I put that on, there was still some space that I needed to fill, so I thought it would be cute to do the photo booth thing. Each picture of me holding signs saying I love my life. This was done with a phone app.

All done! I love how it turned out. Not everyone needs to display their Bucket List in their home, but I do think that everyone should have a Bucket List.  Another craft done. Another decoration made. It is now being displayed next to my map.

Flashback Friday 27

Since I blogged about Massage School last week on my flashback, I thought I would continue and now blog about graduation from The American Institute of Medical-Dental Technology.

The graduation took place in April 2004 at the Provo Tabernacle (which recently this year was burned down). We actually were not done with school though until May... so that was interesting. At graduation for the school, they had one once a year and every department in the school was supposed to participate in the ceremony in some way. Either someone from that department would give a speech, or someone would do a musical number. I was volunteered to sing for my department. Kind of a lot of pressure, but I sang at my High School Graduation in front of a lot more people... so ... no big deal. I sang "When you come back down" by Nickel Creek and changed some of the words to it applied to graduation instead of love. ha ha.

Because half of my class came down from Idaho every week for school, they did not come to graduation, which I was really sad about. So, it was me and Missy and then only one of the girls from the class that graduated from the class that started before ours. Small group. So... we took pictures in our graduation robes after class one day so we could get a graduation picture even though we were not all going to be at graduation.

I was really grateful that I had a lot of love and support on my graduation day. My roommate Stacie came and watched me, my good friend Logan also came and my parents flew in from Santa Barbara. After graduation my parents took me and Logan out to dinner. It was really nice. It was a great graduation. :)

That was a really fun time of my life. I am really glad I went to school there and had the experiences that I did. I will forever remember that time and the people. JaLayn and I still keep in touch. I miss those girls.

Confessions of a Brunette on the Internet 80

Thursday already? Wow. This summer is really flying by.

I feel like I pretty much already blogged about my whole weekend. Friday I left work early. Mostly because I was already supposed to be on vacation in Havasupai, so I really just didn't feel like being at work. I left around 2. I thought I was going to go to Park City earlier with Allyson, but we ended up not leaving until a lot later. I got some underwater pictures developed... that turned out like crap actually. I am a little sad about that. However, I came home and the Comcast guy was over at our house hooking up the Internet. What we signed up for was slow... but because I gave him a donut, he sped up our Internet for us for no charge. Since he was over... I had him hook up my cable box downstairs on my TV. The box had been sitting by my TV for month not hooked up. Turns out I got a pretty sweet box that does on demand and I can pause and fast forward TV and record shows and stuff. I had no idea. I still haven't used those features. It was nice of him to hook it all up for me though and show me how to use it. All I had to do was bring him a glass of water. What a nice guy. He totally hooked us up! The drive to and from Park City was beautiful. It is a really cute town that I don't spend enough time in considering how close it is. It is nice to leave Provo. It was a Friday night well spent.

Saturday was actually a busy day. I got up early to go berry picking with Monica and I wanted so badly to come home and take a nap... but I made the Southern Style Baked Beans for a BBQ at my BFF Neighbors house with some friends in the ward. It was good times. The BBQ was delicious. You can't have too many BBQ's in the summer time. :) Love it. From the BBQ I went and took a bunch of stuff to the DI and then came home and took a short nap and got ready for the play at Sundance. A busy day, but a good day.

Sunday I went to church and then came home and made yummy Lemon Cake for a tea party at Rachel's that I will be blogging about soon. It was adorable and the lemon cake was a HUGE hit. I went to my parents as normal and I brought my guitar and had my first guitar lesson from my mom. I now have homework... to practice for a half hour everyday. My fingers are a little sore, but I am doing okay. My mom let me borrow a book that has the pictures of the chords. VERY helpful. What is even better is that the book is full of old folk songs that I love. One of the songs I am trying to learn is "Country Roads, Take Me Home" by John Denver. Love that song. Funny side note. When I was telling my mom I wanted to learn that song, we were all talking about how great that song was and started singing it. My dad then comes in the room and says "You know he is dead right?". My first reaction was yeah dad, I know he is dead. But the way he said it reminded me of someone telling someone else that Santa isn't real. Maybe you had to be there, but it was kind of funny.

Monday after taking my BFF Neighbor's family pictures, I was talking to a friend outside my house and noticed that some new guys moved in across from me. One of them saw us talking and decided to come over and join and meet us. I gave him props for being bold and just coming over to new people to get to know them. Hopefully they will be some fun new neighbors to have. I actually have a lot of fun neighbors. Such a good thing.

This week has actually been pretty slow. I am used to being busy, but my class (which I will soon be blogging about) is over, and because of school starting up for some people there is a break from FHE and Institute. So I feel like I am bored and don't have a lot to do. So every night I have just been hanging out with Rachel (so great to have her as my new roommate) and watching movies or TV while I edit pictures on my computer and blog and I actually thought up and did a new project (which I will also be blogging about). So... that has pretty much been my nights this week.

I'm trying to think if anything exciting has happened at work this week. We have had a couple of meetings... one which my co-worker Alex watched me doodle the entire meeting. That shows you how much we love those meetings... and we have them EVERY OTHER WEEK!!! It's way too often if you ask me. Ever since I played volleyball that one time, the guys that I played with instant message me all the time to see if I am going to go play. It was fun, but the thing is, Lauren and I only want to play like once a week. It's too hot and we want to do other work outs. Anyway, I told them that I would play tomorrow. Lauren was telling me it was like we joined a gang. It made me laugh... because it does kind of feel like that.

On my lunch break yesterday I went to the Health Department to get a prescription for Malaria pills for my upcoming trip. When I went to India I didn't get any shots before hand and I took Malaria pills only because the other girls had extra and supplied them for me everyday and let me take a weeks worth for when I got back. They also let me use their sleeping pills. Since I didn't buy them last time, I had no idea there were several different kinds of Malaria pills. I just got the cheapest kind, but the one they recommended to me was $13 a pill!! What the heck! Are their flecks of gold in every pill? They also wanted me to get like 6 different shots. I'm not going to get any though. Is that stupid? I think I will be fine. I didn't get any shots before I went to Guatemala, Costa Rica, Nicaragua or India and I was totally fine. In fact... I asked them what shots you were supposed to get for India and they told me a lot of the same ones they want me to get now plus a couple more... so, I'm not worried about it. Maybe I should worry more than I do. If I stop blogging after September 22nd... you can assume I died from some disease I should have gotten a shot for.

I am pretty proud of myself because I finally figured out how to change my company web stuff that I am supposed to be in charge of now. I think I changed our whole website. I hopefully won't have to change it again. That would be nice.

This week, I got one of the most random phone calls ever. I got this call from a 205 number. I had no idea who it would be... but decide to answer it anyway.

Me: "Hello"
Guy: "Hey, how are you?"
Me: "I'm fine, how are you?"
Guy: "I'm good. Do you know who this is?"
Me: "Nope, who is this?"
Guy: "Tracy Mills"
Me: "Common, really... who is this?"
Guy: "What are you doing?"
Me: "I'm just hanging out"
Guy: "Sounds boring"
Me: "Umm... seriously, are you going to tell me who this is?"
Guy: "It's Tracy Mills"
Me: *Pause* "OHHHHHH...... my gosh... I don't remember giving you my number..."
Guy: "You didn't, it's listed on facebook"
Me: "really? I don't remember putting it on there"
Guy: "I just wanted to randomly call you"
Me: "Mission Accomplished. This is random"

Yeah, remember me telling you that guy with my same name added me on facebook and flirts and talks with me on there sometimes? Well, he decided to call. Ha ha. It was totally random. It made me laugh. I guess 205 area code is from Alabama.

Oh... another thing I did this week was get a much needed pedicure. I was waiting for my class to be over. It was SOOO nice to get it done. I have to say though... I got a different guy this time and I didn't really like the flower that much. This is the first time that I have not liked the flower. I mean... I don't hate it, but it's not as pretty as my flowers have been in the past. Oh well.

Photo of the Week 78

Dearden Family Photoshoot

This is my BFF Neighbor, Darrell.

On Monday, he asked me if I would take some last minute pictures of his family who had not had a family picture taken in like 5 years. I can't say no to helping out my BFF neighbor. It was fun to get to know his family a little bit. What a cute and fun family he has.

I am not done going through and editing all the pictures yet... but here are a few I took of the family.

Darrell's little brother just graduated from high school and didn't get any Senior pictures, so they asked me to take some for him.

His sister just had a baby a week ago. So I thought I would get a couple of shots of the newborn as well.

Berry Pickin

A couple of my sister's have gone berry picking with their kids this summer. When I saw their pictures, it made me want to go. Lucky for me, my good friend Monica asked me if I wanted to go with her on Saturday morning. I wanted to go bad enough that I got up early on Saturday morning (early for me on a Saturday) to beat the heat and pick us some berries!

We drove to a Raspberry Patch in Payson and started picking away. A couple that Monica is friends with was also there, so we talked to them while we picked. You could tell that Monica had done it before and I had not. She had socks with holes cut out so that you could wear them on your arms and not get scratched up from the bushes. She let me borrow them. She also had an extra container for me to collect the berries in. I know how it is done now. I will be prepared next time.

It is actually pretty enjoyable to pick berries out in the beautiful farm land while you chat. In the end you get a lot of fresh and delicious berries for an awesome deal. $2.50 a pound!

So far I gave a bag full to my parents, I have been snacking on them and putting them in my morning Green Smoothies. I still have lots though. Monica made a Raspberry Pie out of hers. I am thinking I may try and do the same thing.

I don't think this will be the last time I go Berry Picking. :)

The Sound of Music

Last night Rachel asked me if I wanted to go with her and her parents to see "The Sound of Music" at the Sundance Outdoor Theater. I love musicals and I love outdoor theaters and I had never been to this one, so of course I said yes. Hard to turn down a free ticket and dinner (Rachel's parents are the sweetest). Rachel's sister was playing the part of Maria, so that was fun.

The theater is beautiful. Everything is green and beautiful. It's nice to be outdoors in the summer, so I love being able to watch a play while being outside.

Rachel's sister did an awesome job. I enjoyed seeing the play. It takes everything in me to not sing along though. I always have that problem unless I am going to a new musical that I am not familiar with. The fun thing about this play was... sometimes the audience did get to sing along... every time the nun came out on the side of the stage, it meant we got to sing the rest of the song with them. I thought that was a cute idea.

I am a people watcher for sure. Before the show and at intermission, I noticed a few people around me. In the picture below, look at the man with the black jacket and the red visor. I'm pretty sure that the hair on top of that visor is fake. I probably came to that conclusion because it doesn't match the rest of his hair and it happens to look like the hair was taken from a stuffed animal that I would have slept with as a child. The row in front of fake hair guy there is a couple. He is wearing the stripped shirt and she is in Red. They are an older couple, but I am pretty sure they were on their honeymoon or something. I came to this conclusion because during intermission, they were ALL over each other. His arms were around her and his hands in her butt pockets. Couldn't stop smooching her (seriously... didn't stop the entire intermission) and kept rubbing noses and kissing her neck. It was one of those shows that you didn't want. It was pretty funny because I was telling Rachel about them and I guess I wasn't being very quiet because as soon as I said something, two other ladies rolled their eyes and looked at me and said "I didn't realize that I had paid for 2 shows". I guess I wasn't the only one that noticed. People felt awkward around them. For a moment I considered singing "PDA" by the backstreet boys. Not sure what held me back.

We had brought a bunch of coats and blankets, so Rachel's dad put them in trash bags in the end so it would be easy for us to carry it around. As we were hiking down the hill... I mentioned that I looked like a hobo... so she took a picture of me looking like a hobo with my trash bag.

It was a cute play and a fun night. Thank Rachel and Rachel's parents for treating me to a fun night.