I was sitting on the couch last night when I hear (see above) from Steve from our bedroom. He was standing in the corner pointing to.....
DUN-DUN-DUN-DUUUUNNNNNN.......He makes me kill spiders for him. We're tight like that.
BBQ in the park with these loverlies and a creepy old man fishing the Provo River in the dark
the boys frisbeeing
Sunday was the last day these girls and I
will be in the same state for who knows how long!!! Brooke already left us. So it wasn't quite the same, but her Bobert showed up in her place. Don't worry, we still treated him like a boy. These girls are the best. I'm going to miss us on the dancefloor, us all up on rocks and mountains and things, us Bleeding Love with the car radio, us stuffing our faces....I don't want to grow up!!!
hehe I laughed out loud when I saw this.. Steve actually makes YOU kill the spiders?? ha that's just great!
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