Staycation And Lots O' Pictures

My kinfolk came to Utah this week and I was in paradise. I lurve my family so much and I lurve attention-hogging even more so it was a fantastic time for me. It was an extreme fun-frenzy of skiing, eating, and adventuring and now that they have deserted me I am left with a soft belly and a smidgen of homesickness. (When I say "smidgen" I mean that I sobbed when I said bye to my mother. Pretty sure I have separation anxiety at 19 years of age. In my Psychology class we would classify that as "abnormal".)

So to battle the post-staycation blues I have posted my favorite moments captured on film (fancy way of saying pictures). I know you probably won't enjoy it as much as I do...but you probably don't reread these posts when you're bored like I do, so get over it. 

When all your siblings look cool and you realize you have had a gaper gap all day. 

Sunny days at Snowbird. And I wasn't that loner eating her lunch on the lift! 

My dream come true: Everyone is paying attention to me and they seem amused. 

Lunching.

 When the forks look like mustaches and you make everyone take a picture because it is that noteworthy.

Showing my skillz off to my parents, who ooh and ahh like they're supposed to. 

Seriously, why don't all gas stations have dino's like this one?!?

Lately I have realized that one of my greatest goals in life is to have this boy acknowledge that I am hilarious and the coolest kitty around. It has not come to fruition yet. But I will not give up hope. 

We went caving at what I like to call "The Mountain's Butthole" because it smelled foul. My hypothesis is that hundreds of generations of humans and animals have used that cave as a place to relieve themselves.  I also got stuck and it was a huge ordeal that resulted in hyperventilating and squealing for help. 

I was so in love with this picture at first. Look at my hair blowing in the wind! So Beyonce. And then I realized I had dirt in my teeth. Dream killer. 

Beautiful Shannon. She acquired a boyfriend and will no longer tolerate me flirting with her. 

Holy Catfish, greatest week ever. Staycation = Bomb dot com. Now I have to return to real life and buy groceries and do other things that are required of semi-independent adults. 

Time for Easter holidayness!