Sunday, July 20, 2008
St. George
We recently moved, yes, in the middle of summer. For some reason that's how our family always seems to do it. I can't remember the last time someone moved in the wintertime! The weather here is a little bit better than Mesa, not so much concrete, so the sun doesn't have much of a chance to be absorbed by the concrete and penatrate back up and hit you from the top and the bottom, as it does in the valley of the sun. Don't get me wrong, it's still hot! We are starting to get settled in, unpacking sucks! We decided this would come in handy when the baby is born, we will be able to post pictures of him so everyone can enjoy. I guess that's all for now!
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I love it!! You need to be added to the list on the family sight!!
Dad said: I think its a great pic of you two at Disneyland, especially since Craig is wearing a micky mouse hat!
Now that you live in St. George, you need to go to Jimmy Johns. Best sandwich place ever!
Why'd you move to St. George?! Guess you'll have to STILL come up a few hours to get out of the sweltering heat!
Hey hey! Hows it going up there in St. George? Question...where do I go to pick up Breaking Dawn? Desert Book? Or is it going to be mailed to me??
Why did you have a crappy day at six flags
Jimmy Johns, DEFINATELY the best sandwich place! Criag has had it before, so he kept telling me that we had to go there. There happens to be one right by the store I work at, so I frequent there a lot! :-)
As for six flags, it was pouring rain, half of the rides were closed, one of the friends we were there with was in a bad mood because his girlfriend wasn't texting him back, and so he was taking it all out on us. We left at about one in the afternoon... Not exactly the best day at Six Flags.
I'm jealous you live so close to a J.J.
You need to post some prego pics.
Don't worry, there are three JJ's within five miles!! :-)
What a sad day to ruin six flags. Our worst trip was just after driving all night, no sleep, and everyone was grumpy. But at least we got to go back the next day and do it up right!
The people that run Six Flags are all going to hell! It took three people squeezing the life from my torso to get the secondary safety belt to latch, and they were still unsuccessful! The thing that peaves me off about that whole situation is that the primary harness fit just fine. But some japanese engineer decided, in his infinite knowledge of the universe, that the secondary belt should be fourteen additional feet away from the first! So there I am, embarassed in front of the hundreds of people in line waiting for me to magically grow two hundred pounds lighter through force, and getting angry that I'm holding the line up! Then I have to take the walk of shame down the exit ramp, and look like I got too scared to ride The Batman in front of the other hundred people waiting at the exit. So in short, I have outgrown Six Flags Magic Mountain because only starving people and anorexic sixteen year old girls deserve to have a good time at amusement parks!
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