Monday, February 20, 2012

Chapter 1: Glacier National Park

We met on a trip to Glacier National Park (though we had known of each other since being on math team in 7th grade). It was with a group called venture crew, which is a co-ed subsidiary of Boy Scouts of America. My friend Tayler was one of the only girls going on the trip, so she asked me to come along. The trip involved two 22-hour train rides and a three day raft trip, so we all got to know each other pretty well.

(What a nerd.)

I don't remember the details of how we first started spending time together on that trip, though I do recall surreptitiously burying ants together in the sand. Something about our bizarre senses of humor somehow clicked.

The whole happy group

At one point towards the end of the trip, one of the kids asked, "Are you guys, like, in love or something?" Everyone laughed it off, but it turns out he was more observant than we thought.

On the train ride home

Wednesday, February 15, 2012


While home for the holidays, I dragged my mother and sister to David's bridal to try on dresses. I figure this is the only time in my life when I can try on wedding dresses. I'd better milk it, right? (Speaking of, we really need to get on the catering and cake tastings!) It turns out I'm not into dresses that look exactly like the dresses everyone else wears. Which seems odd, since I don't really like attention. But I really liked this Vera Wang (schma schma. . .)

However, I'm guessing that anyone who knows me isn't surprised to hear that I will not be spending $1300 on a new fluffy white dress that I will only wear for 10 hours. It turns out I already have a couple of white dresses that I enjoy a lot and that are more casual and frankly, more me. I'm a casual girl. I may have been a little put off by the need to wear magic undergarments underneath the fancy dresses. My mom still has to remind me to wear a slip. I live in Colorado, and I usually just don't give a damn if someone observes that I am wearing underpants. One of the dresses is actually from a clothing exchange and used to belong to a friend. The other is from a consignment store.

It was, however, very entertaining to try on dresses with my favorite females that live oh-so-far-away.

I feel delightfully like a cupcake.

This one had an awesomely feathery skirt.

This was my favorite of the ones there.