my best friends wedding.

my best friend in the entire world just got married.

here are some snippets from the day..

there may be a lot but deal with it because she looked so pretty.

tennis thursday.

so in high school i may or may not have been on the tennis team.

my friend rachel rawle and i played doubles.

we called ourselves kychel raws.

"make your hand like pasta, to make the ball go fasta."

this one particular match is burned into my brain, it was against springville.

their mascot was the devils, and this is probably why:

we were playing against these blonde twins and one of them happened to hit the ball straight into my face and they started laughing. 

now i don't get mad, i get even. and we ended up winning the match to say the least. 

i still am no fan of the blonde twins from springville.

after high school, i stopped playing as much.

don't ask me why. i guess my time was filled with other stuff.

lameo. time to fix that because,

tonight the flame has been rekindled. the fire is burning.

game. set. match.

snow-cones and bonfires.

i have said it once, i have said it a million times, 

the best snow-cone shack is in spanish fork.

it has its own island of palm trees surrounding it. with twinkle lights.

bam. take that snowasis. (inside joke).

i know other people have their own opinions which is why i am dedicating this summer to finding the ultimate best snow-cone. i'll let you know what i discover.

snowie's are the perfect summer treat.

this past weekend i played five hours of volleyball. couldn't stop, even after my arms were pink and swollen, and every time i hit the ball my arms would sting. 

if you were wondering, i still can't serve it over-handed.

i think i am doomed when it comes to sports.

i will never be one of those girls who will impress a boy with a sporty ability.

i can however pack a picnic that is enough to knock your socks off,

rap almost as good as nicki manaj,

and build a rockin fort.

come to think of it, i really should practice that over-hand serve.