Mia.mia.mia.mia.

One of my dear friends, Mia Sullivan, sang last night at the Velour. She was so amazing. I remember when Mia first sang to me and I was blown away with her voice. Not to mention, she has insane guitar skills and lyrics to die for. She is so talented! As the years have progressed she has sung to me and my friends countless times in my basement, I swear we could listen to her for hours. It's about time that she started preforming to the world though, her stuff is way to good for just my basement. I'm so proud of you Mia, you killed it last night.

3 strikes, you're out.

 See these little cuties?

While teaching them dance, they weren't always so cute :), so I came up with an idea. I gave them each something to work on during class, aka: always have strong arms, point toes, no talking back, etc. and every time they weren't doing their goal, they got a strike. Game Plan: anyone who gets 3 strikes before each competition, loses the end of year party for the whole class. Sounds strict right? Well let me tell ya, it worked wonders. Who knew the words "I'll have to give you a strike" could transform a little jibber jabber chica, into a girl who didn't make a peep for the rest of class?! Genius. I kind of feel guilty using bribery against such adorable girls...but trust me. It was needed. Great news! They made it to the end of the year without getting 3 strikes (mostly because of my giving nature...once I gave a girl 7/8 of a strike because she already had 2 on her record. 7/8 of a strike.... what is that?!) Anyways, last night we partied, and we partied hard. I'm pooped, but look at how much fun we had!

Dinner outside....

Sidewalk chalk...

Crazy dress-ups (provided by me and Nik's stellar costume collection as a result of 14 years of dance concerts...)

Dessert at The Chocolate...

PLUS... a Jeep ride, shoe fashion show, gang-up-on-rik-and-tickle-her fights (yes...multiple of them), treats (soooo many treats), chitchats on my bed, late night neighborhood walk, the movie "tangled", 7 am wake-up call (whaaaat?!), krispy kremes for breakfast, and a whole lotta hilarious comments and memories.

I love you Senior Company girls, thank goodness no one got 3 strikes so we could party hardy last night!

Heart Throb.

Last night I had a girls night with some of my favorite chicas. Ever heard of the game called "Heart Throb"? I thought so. That's because it is a homemade game. The clever Barbara and Becky Dayton invented it, and let me tell you, it's genius. I would tell you all about it, but I'm waiting for them to put a patent on the game, sell it to the world, and make billions...so it has to stay a secret for now. We played it last night, and laughed our brains out. In 5 years when Heart Throb hits the stores, you'll understand why last night was hilarious. I sure love G.N.O's. Hope you all had a splendid weekend!

Durrants.

I guess you could call the Durrants my second family. Ever since I was in elementary school the Laws and the Durrants have been very close. We would have movie nights, family home evenings, lunch and dinner dates, go on vacations, etc. etc. Some of my fondest memories have included the Durrant family, I LOVE them. This past year, Devin and Julie were called to serve as mission presidents in the Dallas, Texas Mission. You couldn't pick two people more fit for the calling, they are two of the most Christ-like people I know. Today they entered the MTC and will soon fly out to Texas for the next three years. I sure am going to miss Devin, Julie, Joseph, and Deanna. Texas is so lucky to be getting them.

New Mexico Lovin'.

This past weekend, my family (minus the brothers) packed into the car and headed to New Mexico. My Grandpa Jerry passed away last week, so we went to be with my Grandma. It was a short, but fun trip. Nothing like eating out, shopping, and watching movies with the fam bam.

Part of the New Mexico partying consisted of us cleaning out my Grandma's house. Boy was that fun. Who knew that a sofa was the prime place to hid, shove, and hold 20 boxes worth of used tissues??

Road trips are one of my favorite things ever. I think we ended up spending more time driving than we did actually visiting family, but it was so worth it. Nik is my favorite travel buddy. She's a sweet soul for listening to my singing, letting me sprawl all over her, and sharing all her treats and goodies with me.

Dad day.

When I was little, I was convinced that I had the best dad in the entire world. As I have grown up, I have only become more and more convinced of this idea. But you know what I've realized? There are a lot of great dads in the world, so many wonderful men who have had a positive influence in the lives of others.  I'm sure that my dad thinks that HIS dad is the best dad in the world and so on and so forth. Of course the "best dad in the world" title is biased, who doesn't think their dad is the best?? So I've come to the conclusion: my dad is the best dad in the world, because he is the perfect dad for ME. I love you Dadio, I hope you have a splendid dad day.