Pimp My Ride

A former student informed a couple students and me that I have a cool car. "Yeah, Miss Johnson has a sweet red car!" That's right. Big Red is wicked sweet!!

The Week

I only have 3 more days of summer! Sad. I'm not thinking about it, so I'll reminisce over this last week.
We did a lot of this activity.We had 10 high schoolers over for the finale of SYTYCD. It made me wonder what I was like in high school. Was I really that loud? Was I really that immature? But, I loved 'em!
We spent more time in here.
I watched 2 of our cars loaded onto one of these. My parents went from 3 cars to 1 car in 36 hours. My poor mom and dad!
Car 1: Around lunchtime on Thursday, Rebekah and I were in an accident. She was driving. The airbags deployed. The suburban was totaled. 3 things I'm grateful for: 1-Rebekah, the other driver, and I were not seriously injured; 2-everyone was wearing their seatbelt; 3-the glass did not shatter. Morals of the story: do not turn left on a yellow unless you're 100% sure no other cars are going to go through the intersection AND wear your seatbelt.
Car 2: Around dinnertime on Friday, Heather, Marge, and I ran in the Payson Walmart to grab a few things for the ward summer summit and returned to a car that would not start. We thought maybe it was on anti-theft lock down. Nope. We thought maybe it was a dead battery. Nope. We thought the dealership could figure out what was wrong with it. Nope.
It would not be a summer as a YSA unless I attended this.


Sunday dinners are wonderful!
I taught the boys some sign language. Do you know what they're saying?

Here's to 37 years!

August 4, 1972
6 kids
9 grandkids
37 years later

Love you!!

It's a Miracle!

I made it home safely, and it's a miracle. As I learned going to and coming from DC, there is nothing better than traveling to the airport using public transportation. Especially when you are by yourself and have 100 lbs. of luggage. (My arms--mainly triceps--were still tired a couple days later.) The best of part of the travels was when I tripped, fell, and hit my head on the escalator down to the Metro. Luckily, my head hit the black rubber that rotates around for the handrail. I laughed so many times. But anyway, it was great once I did get to Baltimore, checked in my bags, boarded the plane, and enjoyed the nonstop flight to Phoenix.

Since being being home, I've seen my family, visited a couple old friends, gone up to our cabin, and finished a book. I highly recommend The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society.

Pictures from the cabin:
Card games and reading 24/7.




Of course, there's a golf course in the backyard.
And of course, some pictures had to be taken.

Peeking through the window.
Bike rides.

Pictures from my mom's birthday dinner with the family:
Heather and Quinn.
Everyone gets to help open the presents when it's Granna's birthday.
Ava.
"This is what happens when you try to stuff the whole piece of cake in your mouth."
Graham.
Grant.
Dax--he was born on my birthday.

Enjoy the last few weeks of summer!