Because Brooke Cares

Oh my. I don't know what to say about my life! Once you've not blogged for a month, it's impossible to catch up~!!

So, GUESS WHAT?

Fake relationship Brad and I are as in love as ever.


And Jake is just as crazy as ever.

YAY@Colby's wedding reception.

Real relationship Levi and I have ended things for now. :(


Tori sang the national anthem at the Davis County Rodeo!! She did so well it gave me a case of goosebumps.

Morgan and I went to Death Cab! (For the 3rd time.. Heh.)


Emily, Elicia and I had a "Good Job Moving Home" bubble blowing contest and lazy tour of SLC.

I won.

Cousin Ian is getting married!!! To Ms. Meg.

I APPROVVVEEE^

^ Dinner at The Paris------ Beautiful. Delicious. Fing expensive. The end.

Thankfully, I've got a job! I work for a pharmacy, delivering prescriptions. AKA I just drive around and listen to music and books on tape all day, which is great.

Roberto turned 56! (?) And yes, he's still living at our house.

One of Roberto's hobbies is collecting t-shirts.
Jake found him the one on the right. HAAA.

Kimmy, Jake, Kit, other peeps, and I went on a Labor Day hike-- which almost killed me. I'MSOOUTOFSHAPE--GEEZ.


We had a family reunion at the cabin! Well, actually.. it kinda turned into a couples retreat for Jake's birthday that included Macky and me.


In the morning Macky and I wanted to ride horses but it was too muddy to drive down so we hiked and it took two hours. Partly because we found, picked, and ate unfamiliar berries and wild apples on the way down.

Obviously the mystery berries were not danger berries because we are still alive.

NEWAYS- I never read the book for our literary society, so, that was a fail and... that's it for now, maybe next time I'll write about my thoughts and feelings. Or something.

So long, farewell!

Roommate War 2010

Ha! What a JOKE.

Time Shmime

I spent some time sweet-sweet relaxing today and destroying my blog. Too much time. I'll admit- I don't feel good about spending hours changing silly blog formats around. It's something I unintentionally ended up doing in efforts to soak up my paperless, responsibility-less day. Yup, my assignment is done and despite all the worry that my procrastinated paper might not be up to par, finally turning it in felt so good. Honestly, just handing off that 8 sheeted bundle I felt as if a huge burden had been lifted from me. ..Phrasing the experience like that sounds like I'm talking about repentance or something- Yup children, don't procrastinate that one either because 9 solid hours at the library the night before judgment probably won't provide much healing of the soul.

That's what it took to complete 7/8 of my paper- special Amanda/library bonding time from 3pm-midnight. I like to think that I wouldn't have left the project until Sunday evening had my computer continued to work [instead of freezing and terminating my Saturdays work efforts] and had I not needed to fit a drive down to SLC somewhere in there too [so I could attend an 8am meeting at Southtowne mall the next morning]. BTW- Who does that? Who holds a mandatory staff meeting on a Sunday morning, an hour and forty-five minutes away from the work location? [It was a regional meeting, so it would have been more inconvenient for everyone else to travel to Logan, but still.]

For one of my classes I'm supposed to be 100% honest for two days. [It didn't seem like a hard thing to do until I had to drive the speed limit. That has been the worst. REALLY. People, myself included, hate people who drive the speed limit!] Anyways, so before I publish post- I need to admit something. After I wrote about healthy eating habits a few days ago, I went straight to the store with one item of purchase in mind- Zebra Cakes. Embarrassing. Everyone knows those things are just striped octagons of Crisco. I bought a box and ate the whole thing within 24 hours. Can you believe that? If I die unexpectedly, that'll be the cause. Bleck. I should probably just eat 4 boxes [20 double packs], get sick and throw them up. That would cure me of the urge to eat them all the time. Or ever again for that matter.