Papa

I have very few pictures with my Papa, but this is one I love - because I am the only one not smiling, because my other grandma's glamour shot is in the background, because Rachel is sporting a McDonald's shirt, because Dan is a crazy little kid, and because Papa is holding all of us at the same time.

Hard Things

Sometimes I can't remember if a dollar has 60 cents in it or 100. Counting is hard.

Things I've Been Meaning To Do

I've been meaning to do a lot of things lately:
1. Put a new windshield wiper on my car
2. Get a spare key made for my car
3. Get an oil change for my car
(do we sense a theme here?)
4. Clean my....bathroom (haha, you thought I was going to say car, huh?)
5. Grade
6. Grade
7. Grade

But, instead of doing all of those things, I decided to post a few pictures from Christmas, because I've been meaning to do that for a few months now. Below are some pictures from when I went with my roommates and friends down to the National Harbor and saw the gigantic Christmas tree. Incidentally, that was also the day after I tweaked my back, so I had to stand quite upright the whole night which is somewhat apparent in the pictures.

Our Christmas morning faces

Cafe Rio is Home

This is me and some friends on our first trip to Cafe Rio in Maryland. This is the face of happiness. This is the face of joy. This is the face of pork burrito enchilada style, black beans, mild sauce. This is the face of everyone in here is my friend and I think I'm back in Utah again. This is the face of Maryland is great, but there is no place like home...and sometimes when you're desperate, Cafe Rio feels like home.