Enemies....

Abby and I are slowly starting to learn that we picked horrible horrible enemies.  Our enemies also happen to be our best friends....  You can see the conflict now, can't you!

Well, we really get a kick out of doing funny funny things to them.... Like one time we stole a variety of things... these things...

This is the laser gun we use to creep on the neighbs across the street...

This is a jazzy sweater that Abby kept for a while and wore... Quite a bit...

This is apparently their favorite tie... They always asked for it back.  We finally gave it back a couple days ago.

The love sack. Boom.  Not easy cramming that through a standard size door!













The really fun part was that we put them up for sale on the Facebook!  And people actually wanted to buy them!  It was too good...

And sometimes we take their spoons from the kitchen and hide them in their drawers... :)

We also stole a coveted blanket that everyone calls "The Baby Maker"... Don't worry guys, it's really not as bad as it sounds!  We actually do have wholesome friends/enemies!  They just think they're funny.

A few days ago we broke into their apartment via the unlocked door and rearranged all their furniture...  They've been asking Abby for months to decorate so I don't know why they looked all shocked and disgusted.  We also switched a couple beds... maybe we switched laundry baskets and entire wardrobes?!  So sue us!  Oh, and we managed to mess up all of their ties.  Their color coded ties... OCD?

Does this arrangement look so awful?! I mean, really....

They are still sleeping on the wrong side of the room. :)

#winning

I guess I forgot to mention this one.. We put fish supplies in the popcorn maker.  Oh yeah!












After all of those acts of pure kindness they had the nerve to retaliate.  With alarm clocks... Four alarm clocks... Hidden all over our room.  We found two of them before we went to sleep and thinking we were so so clever we dropped them off at their apartment with a fun note that said, "Nice Try!"  Little did we know, they were more prepared than that.  Some time around 4:00 this morning I heard one alarm and in a state of delusion somehow found it and tried to take the batteries out... ?  Because buttons simply won't do I guess?  Then a while later, who knows what time it was... We heard another!!!  In my night stand!

We thought we had really dooped 'em... but no.  They got us.  They solidly got us.

And now this is sure awkward!  We found even another one... behind the dresser...

We haven't learned our lesson because we've been on Pinterest all day looking up great pranks.  We have some ideas.  Let me tell ya, they are GOLD!  24 karat gold.

Typical Female Drivers

In the last post I said something about how my mother and I are champs and can do impressive things.... well, we can also do some pretty foolish things!

Yesterday we were headed to the middle of nowhere to watch my brother's basketball game but we had to stop along the way to pick up a few things.  When we got out of the store we realized that the car lights had been left on while we were in there... Sweet Aunt Clara only lasts a couple minutes if the lights are left on.  Luckily a sweet couple with a big truck helped jump her and we were on our way again, laughing about how we always kill her and how poor our memories are.

We drove for a year and a half again and when we were about a mile..ish away from the exit we needed to take Aunt Clara just shut off!  Straight up!  Right on the freeway.  That's when we realized we forgot to put gas in her.  We coasted as long as we could and while we were still moving I hopped right out and pushed.  Guys, have you seen me?  As massive as my muscles are, I have a hard time pushing a car up a hill.  It didn't help that my mother and I were both laughing SOO hard!  I think that could have been what took up a lot of my energy...

We traded off and my mom pushed for a while.  My mother is a champ.  She is easily the greatest mom in the world.  But anyway, by this time we were well into the off ramp and a car had pulled over off yonder to help us.  A kind sweet lady, we'll call her Susan (because that's actually what her name is...) stopped to help!  Hey fellas, good news for you!  There is justice in the world!  Susan is from Florida and works with some type of construction company.  Susan is an angel.  Heavenly Father watches out for his children and last night He had Susan come help us.

Susan and my mother went and got gas and I sort of just chilled in the car... for 30 minutes... I started getting worried, I'm not even going to lie!  My mom had just taken off with a stranger!  And I was alone, with a dead car, a dead phone, and a bag of potato chips.

Spoiler alert:  my mom lived, I lived, Susan lived, but Aunt Clara died.

Even after we got the gas in her she wouldn't turn on... can you guess what happened?!  She ran out of battery again!  I think that's a record!  Twice in an hour and a half.








Susan helped jump her and we finally got on our way.  We missed my brother's game ENTIRELY.  But he still won!  And my mom and I had a good time.  I'm really glad we can laugh about things like that instead of getting all sorts of ticked off because everything went wrong.  

NEWS FLASH:  that's life.  Seriously, junk happens!  You can either laugh it off or cry it off.  But crying makes your eyes red and tired and then your nose runs and people awkwardly ask what's wrong and then you break down again just trying to talk about it because that always seems to happen.  Especially if you're in third grade and you get home from your first day at a new school and it was horrible.  Like, the teacher made you redo your assignment 3 times because she's picky and grumpy kind of horrible.  BUT if you laugh, you get a six pack (someday...), live longer, and when you tell the story again later all you do is LAUGH AND LAUGH! :)  

Phat News

I don't know what has to happen to turn "fat" into "phat"... but apparently it happened and that's the kind of news I have for all y'all.  Remember when I said I was planning on going on a mission?  It's ok if you don't, I love having a broken heart.  They're the best!  *sarcasm...*  Well here's my news!!  I GOT CALLED TO GUATEMALA!  Anybody who's anybody already knew that, but it's not official until it makes it onto at least one blog.  That's what they all say, anyway.

I'm beyond excited!  I get to leave May 15 to the Guatemala MTC.  Imma be fluent in Spanish, yo!  Another fun fact:  one of my friends went to the exact mission I've been called to!  So I get an inside scoop before I even leave the country!

Ummm.... That's all the news I have for you... so it's turned into story time from here on out.  Hope that's kosher...


Now now now.... Think back to 100 years ago when this happened.  The guy from that story, well call him Lohan, is basically my neighbor!  He found out that the girl he stole an iPod from lived real close so him and his roommate.... Frankfurt, came to visit!  Creepy?  Just a little.. they have showed up several times since then.  Just thought you guys would like to know the latest update about that whole ordeal.  But that's pretty much it...


Next item of business:  have you ever experienced a winter in Northern Utah?  I'm assuming that's a phat yes.  So you know how butt cold it can get.  And how much snow that accumulates.... a couple weeks ago it was -16°.  -16°.  We're talking frozen nose hairs, people!  Eyeballs freezing open.. Thighs turning into ice even when walking.  This is some sketchy stuff!  It's even more terrible when it gets to be 7° and you think, "wow!  I only need a sweater today!"  And then it hits 25° and everyone starts stripping off layers like there's no tomorrow!  Not even kidding, I walked outside the other day and thought it was ok to wear flip flops.  My excuse?  "Well, it IS February."

Last week I was heading far far away on Judea's plain and I had to stop home to pick up my madre... We had to quickly rearrange the cars in the driveways and she specifically said, "don't put Aunt Clara in that other driveway.  It hasn't been shoveled yet."  Was I listening?  Kind of... Was I listening enough to follow her instructions?  Not a chance.  The last thought that went through my mind as I was headed right into a TON of snow was, "If I can generate just enough speed..."  Well heck!  Not even Aunt Clara who is a champ could make it through that!  I got stuck stuck stuck!  That's when this conversation went down...

Me- "Mom, it's ok, everyone needs to get stuck at least once in a winter."

My mom- "Right now though?  We're in a hurry!"

Me- "Mother, it never happens at a convenient time, silly!"

I still stand behind that one.  If it was convenient, it wouldn't be called, "getting stuck".  It would be called, "parking the car in less than ideal conditions and maybe it can't move right now".

Moral of the story is this:  We grabbed shovels and handled the situation like a boss.  Who says a couple of girls can't handle disasters?!  Together, my mother and I have done some pretty impressive things.  

Last story:  My brothers are way too cute for their own good.  They are so so so sweet (most of the time..).  I had to leave to head back to college last week and they went outside and started pelting Aunt Clara with snowballs saying, "if we pelt her car hard enough, she can't leave!" So we had a snowball fight!  We had another one three days ago and this time they went in with a battle plan... One knocked me over and the other started shoveling on snow.  In  the end, I was straight up buried.  I'm actually still stuck in the snow right now!  It's more like an igloo.  JOKE!  I can't believe you actually thought I was still in the snow!  I would be dead!  Man, sometimes my jokes are just too good.....