Ok, so I have always been a little against the whole blogging thing. I have no good reason to be, other than the fact that it takes a lot of upkeep on my part. Or maybe it's the fact that I have read some amazing blogs and think that my life is pretty average and I could never be that creative...but I've decided to turn a new page of my life and with that comes writing a blog.
I took a semester away from school and moved home to Idaho to work as a dental assistant. It was the most amazing winter ever, filled with ski trips to the cabin, snow machining, sledding, and really bonding with my family. It wasn't exactly the most ideal of circumstances, but we made some awesome memories. Like the time that we crammed a big screen TV in our 12 passenger van and drove to the cabin. Now most people would cram it in there and think "hm...the driver can't see the passengers, and likewise, the passengers can't see out the windshield, maybe this isn't such a good idea" but not my family. We thought "sweet, a moving theater!" We plugged the bad boy in and watched Hot Rod on a screen that filled the entirety of the front windshield. I wish that I had brought my camera to capture the looks on the faces of the people driving by.
Or there was the time that my little brother and I convinced my mom that she should ski the sick pow under the lift with us. She would always tell us stories of how she used to shred it up with all the boys so we convinced her to show us her stuff. She fell right as we were going under the lift and couldn't get up. The whole time she was laughing like a crazy person. We had to sidestep back up to her and help her out.
Or there was the time that my dad and I got chased by the llamas. He had a huge pvc pipe and was warding them off while I ran for my life.
Now I'm back in Provo and trying to keep up with the craziness that my family had brought to my life. For the most part, I have been successful in my endeavors.
