On Wednesday night I went to our stake "Trek Reunion". I felt like a celebrity when I walked up to our family row and all the kids were so excited to see me. I know I said I'd never do a trek again, but after seeing the kids and watching the DVD that was made, I missed it! Crazy how that happens! I hear going through labor is similar! =) They clean up nice, huh?
So later Wed. night, I reverted back to being a nineteen year old! Marcie invited me to go with her and her friend Kori, to "peanut butter smack" their friend's truck. Ok, so for those of you who have never had the pleasure of doing this, it involves smearing peanut butter on your hands and smacking them all over the car windows! I only did one hand, because I was holding the video camera in the other. We totally got caught when we returned to the scene to take a picture. Marcie and her friend were screaming and I was laughing hysterically. I really felt like I was with the girls in college again. Way fun stuff!
So if you're wondering why you're seeing a lot of Marcie in this post, it's because we were connected at the hip this week. We went shopping, out to eat, watched movies, and stayed up late talking. I seriously don't know what I'd do without sisters!!
Can you guess what we're eating??? Of course, Nielsens. Always the place to go if you want to run into people you know! I'm a fan of their Bumbleberry concrete. YUM!
I don't have pictures of everything I did this week, but I do want to comment about a few more things that happened. On Tuesday, I tried to apply for a passport. Easy enough right? WRONG! I printed the application off online, filled it out, got my birth certificate, driver's license, checks, etc. I was told Americopy took passport pics, so I went there and got them done. I show up at the downtown post office because you don't need an appt. to apply for a passport. I stand in a loooong line, get to the front and they tell me they stopped doing that an hour ago! Grrr. So then I drive to the court house, park, walk in, and I'm told I can't bring in my camera that was in my purse. I walk back out, across the street, and down the isle to put it back in my car. Remember, its HOT outside. I get back in, go to the office and they tell my the picture was horrible! It was too big and they cut the top of my head off!! I was so mad. So I drive back to Americopy, tell them the situation and they snap another pic. Back to the court house. This time, I leave the camera in the car. I proudly show my new pic to the lady behind the counter. She sighs, and tells me that IT IS STILL TOO BIG!!!!! I have now spent over two hours in the hot AZ heat trying to get a passport. Why leave the country anyway??? I was so ticked. Back to Americopy where the guy at the counter has the nerve to look annoyed at ME! It takes a whole team of Americopy gurus to figure out why the picture isn't right. So I ask myself, why offer to take passport photos when you have no idea how to do that!!! One girl finally tells me she thinks she knows what to do know and asks me to take seat. Yeah right! I ask for my money back instead and she has to consult with her posse before someone else comes up to give me a refund. On to Walgreens where the job is finally done right! Lesson learned? You bet. Never go to incompetent Americopy. Sorry if anyone reading this is a fan. I obviously needed a huge paragraph just to vent my frustration with that place. Hopefully someone learns from my mistake! :)
Ok, so since that was way longer than I thought, I'll just say one more thing about my week. On Thursday I went with my mom and grandmother to see the Emma Smith movie at the theater. How did I not think to bring tissues?? Luckily my mom grabbed some napkins with her popcorn! Such a good movie, but I don't think I can EVER see it again. It was like watching that movie, Charly. I cried buckets and felt so bad for that woman! I literally couldn't watch the part where Joseph is taken out of his bed at night and tarred and feathered. It was traumatic to watch it, how did they live through it? I couldn't handle it. What an amazing woman. Amazing doesn't even begin to describe her. It said at the very end that when Emma died, the last words she said were, "I'm coming Joseph, I'm coming." I cried today just remembering that part. I don't think it helps that I'm missing Travis like crazy. I would definitely recommend seeing it, just be prepared. I think I might buy it just so if I ever start feeling sorry for myself, I could pop it in and remember how easy my life is.