Hey-Ho Vegas!

We went to Vegas.  It was a place of discoveries for all.

Matthew and David found some lady dates:

Katie found warmth in the glow of her phone:

David and Matthew reveled in the luxury of the Venetian:

Katie nearly lost her soul:




Mom perfected her dancing moves:

I found a drink:




Susan got some amazing bedhead:

Dad caught up on sleep:

 

Time well spent all around!

Hat Envy in Disguise

I brought hats home with me for the holidays.  David discovered them.  I take his mockery really for deeply (deeply) hidden hat-envy:

 


 

I think there may or may not have also been a number of very cruel "Carmen Sandiego" jokes.

Tour de Lunch

At some point poor Mama Kearl clearly wanted someone to do something.  I can't remember, but the photo says ... no one wanted to do it.

And then at another point for some reason we needed to help Susan hold her eyelids open?  I don't know.

At which point Katie and David made milkshakes while running:



And then we had a whole "Straw-ma-tron" thing:



All in all the photos and video forensics say -- a good lunch.

The Way Home

Flying in along the Wasatch Front.

Obsession

I started out with a carefully mapped out plan. 

And then realized quickly it was all a hot mess and just started nailing stuff to the wall from 11pm to 3am over multiple nights over multiple months.  There are now approximately 2 million holes behind each picture ("a little to the left? ... no a little to the right!") but I love it even if it makes my place look like a hoarders house in the making.

Next Year, Perhaps

I decided this was the year to finally decorate my apartment for Christmas. I went to Target and bought, I think, 10 strands of lights. 

I was thinking something very reasonable along these lines.  Something, you know, to redeem myself from the fiasco that was the hardware bath toys incident (ongoing in this picture) and in an attempt to regain some ground lost to Justin Bieber's "Never Say Never" movie (seriously, let's talk some more about this).

I got this far:
 

Entirely too much work.  All lights were safely returned to Target the next day.  We'll try again next year.  Maybe.

Win-Win

Need some butter?  What about a can of V-8?  Or baking soda (WHY DO I HAVE 4 OPEN BOXES??  I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHEN I LAST USED BAKING SODA!)?

Not a problem!  I got it for you!

Just come on over for some dinner and leave with a full belly and a pocket full of basil.

Win and win.