A Sassy Sweet Sixteen
A lot has been going on lately. Graduations, birthdays (Steve’s), more graduate school on the way, and the summer’s crop of going aways — plenty of reasons to celebrate! It seemed a pity to prioritize one of these events over the other, so we went for the obvious solution:
A birthday party for my cat.
Yes, Minka celebrated her 16th birthday last night, and Steve and I were desperate to make it even more ridiculous than last year’s quinceañera (yes, also not a joke). When explaining the celebration to a cashier at the grocery store we were given a wide-eyed look of disbelief. When she realized we weren’t kidding, she had to excuse herself while recovering from a laughing fit.
In the name of such ridiculousness, I thought I would share a (sassy) photo posted on Facebook by Rick.
“PETA should be called…” commented one of Rick’s friends.
Yup. That is how I roll.
Oh, and by the way, it seems that racing down the street on your scooter with a dozen pink baloons is a sure-fire way to collect a bunch of smiles.





I am a bit bleary eyed, but I am done.

Last night I got an acceptance letter to Michigan State University. <Little happy dance.> I know it is still early in the admissions process, but it is nice to have a firm yes from one of my top school choices.
The photos, tweets, and video are pouring onto the web. You can literally
As young as I can remember, at the end of each year my father would talk about the “top ten”. Always a man for striving and measuring, my Dad would turn to the local newspaper and share what the Deseret News considered the most notable stories of the year. At some point my father started asking us to create our own top ten lists. This has since become a tradition in my family, but one that I have never shared here.