"we are gonna run out of air.."

...after all the people put pollutants in the air from the factories making plastic.... bags."
 
                                         - a nine year old explaining
                                               why we need to put air on the list of needs
                                                 during sunday school,
                                                   yelling over the other 98739 year old boys

on an unrelated note, we are never having nine year olds.

(except this one)

tay-has

don't worry guys

i didn't die 

which was actually a legit fear

cause bryson left me alone for 933458347 (12) days 

while he moved and i took exams boooo

all those nights i was just alone and any murderer could have found me

but none did

not even one

ok

away from my dark mind

WE LIVE IN TEXAS NOW

(i think live is the right word. i mean we are here for 4 months 

which is longer than we lived together in utah. so yeah we're going to say live.)

it's heaven.

i'm never going back to provo.

like. ever. 

it's so perfy.

bryson has a big-boy internship.

with big boy hours

and a big boy paycheck.

(and i still am on that smoothie makin lifestyle..cough.)

and normally him being gone for 10 hours a day would be a bummer

and it still is

but it's less of a bummer

because five of my favorite people are also around all the time.

yep. we live with all of my sibs and parents and pet.

(it used to be pets, but the fish died. r.i.p. journey pumpkin) 

and i think they like bryson more than they like me.

but more on that later.

here's a picture-fest of what's been going on.

kimmy got stranded in texas and i rejoiced and yes that's a metal football.

we went to the lake and bryson showed off his bikini bod.

we waited out our first tornado warning. prayers to those in OK.

cactus gardens. even i could grow one.

nubbs participated in her first color 5K and there is still chalk everywhere...

the rangers game where the sky caught on fire and everyone sang texas songs.

i have get to live with this one. every day.

bryson is apparently obsessed with cows and even got to ride one WOOHOO.

and i got a dirty chicken sandwich from my favorite place and all is well.

anyways.

 if you need me, i'll be here.

happier than a slinky on an escalator.