dear andrew, jessie, and kim.

remember how we went to wingers that one night and then to jessie's house to play games after? and we were sitting there playing, and jessie got up to answer the phone, and somehow the beads got knocked onto the floor and exploded EVERYWHERE. it was like a sea of beads covering the floor. i actually enjoyed it. but i left to play volleyball so i didn't help clean up. sorry jessie. i just really enjoy remembering that. thanks.

dear christa and andrew.

remember the 4th of july? we launched some fireworks at christa's. and her neighbors almost burned their own house down when an illegal firework went awry. then we went on top of the roof and watched some fireworks. then the rest of the entire night, all i remember doing is texting cha cha and having stupid conversations with them about oreos and such. it was fun, but you'd expect us to do something more exciting on the 4th of july. but it's ok. i'm pretty sure we were all content. oh wait... we went and watched some herriman fireworks. then that's where i start forgetting.

dear brittany, bigelow, and andrew.

remember when we were in my gameroom playing asap? and andrew was coming over, and it was summer so we had the door open with just the screen door shut. so i told andrew just to come around to the back door. so we continued playing asap, minding our own business. eventually andrew got there, but we didn't know he was there yet. he snuck around to the back door where we told him to come in, and thought that the door was just wide open, so he decided he'd come bursting in and scare us or something. at least that's what it seemed like he was trying to do. but he didn't realize that the screen was there, so he did come bursting in, crashing into the screen door and causing it to explode all over the place. not literally, but it came out of the door frame and was all over. and his face was the best. he was so surprised. we laughed so hard for so long... dang. funny.

dear andrew.

remember when we got big black garbage bags? and we got in them, then got in my hot tub, because we wanted them to keep us dry so that we didn't have to change into swimming suits every time we wanted to get in. but then the bags were too small to fit our entire bodies in. but it kept my legs dry... so they would've worked if they were large enough. we have some pretty great ideas sometimes.

dear andrew and christa.

remember when i got my wisdom teeth out? and i was texting andrew and he asked when you guys could come visit and i told him to bring gifts or you're not welcome. i was on pain killers... i'm not usually that rude. so you got a victoria's secret bag and filled it with ketchup and mustard and gave it to me and it was sick. i didn't enjoy that gift, but i guess i got what i deserved. but thanks for coming to visit me anyway.

dear brittany, bigelow, jessie, and andrew

remember when we floated down the river in a swimming pool? we couldn't find any tubes, so we bought a pool from walmart. it took about an hour to blow it up with our measly lungs, but we achieved sufficient buoyance.

then we took it out on the little pond thing, and it was FREEZING. and bigelow splashed me with mud and made me upset. but i got over it. then we went up the canyon and finally found the canal thing after like an hour of looking for it. so we got in and started floating and life was great... for a little while. there were these... women... on tubes that we came across. i don't remember exactly what happened, it was all a blur, but i remember that it was all their fault that our swimming pool popped. but we thought it was no big deal, and the three other sections of our vessel would keep us afloat. eventually, water started coming in. ice cold water. it was pure pain. especially when rocks hit our butts. ouch. and then all heck broke loose when bigelow started peeing in the water that we were sitting in. jessie literally stood up and ran to the other side of the pool, pushing the bottom of the pool down farther, so that we all were bombarded on our bottoms by sharp river stones. finally we got out and blew it up some more, then finished our journey down the river. it was great. my favorite part was when the rope was hanging from a cliff wall above us, and i yelled, GRAB IT! so jessie tried her hardest to grab it, and we were all desperate to get a hold of the rope, and she finally got it, but the current was too strong and it slipped out of her hand. and then we realized... how would grabbing the rope even help? it was pointless, but i'm so glad we tried so hard.

dear bigelow, christa, and andrew.

remember new years eve when we sledded down the icy hill on the air mattress? and after going down like twice, andrew almost got his car towed. oops. then we had to keep pumping the mattress up every time we walked back up the hill, and then we finally were smart enough to think, hey... maybe there's holes in it and that's why it keeps going flat. so we flipped it over and discovered like 4 giant gashes in the bottom. and we just thought we were all fat and pushing the air out of who knows where. Silly us. That was fun. but the last run down the hill almost killed me... ouch. i kind of don't like remembering that part.