August 21, 2006

My Weekend With Guys (and Bev and Lisa)

Here's a re-cap of my weekend of hanging out with dudes. Hanging out with guys is a lot more laid back than hanging out with girls.

First thing that happened this weekend was that I went and saw The Descent with Dave and Joe from work. They were so scared during the movie. Every once and a while they would squeal like little girls. I had to keep telling them it wasn't real. I wasn't scared at all.


Then, after the movie, I went home and collected all my junk together in preparation for a yard sale on Saturday afternoon.

Here is Lisa sitting on our front steps. She's nearest to the prize selling objects of the garage sale, books and cds. Between the two of us, we've had garage sales in Provo, Vegas and Seattle. Provo sells furniture, Seattle sells books and cds and you sell yourself in Vegas.



Here I am showing the most desirous object at our yard sale. Surprisingly no one bought it. Oh, for the hanging out with guys part of the weekend, Joseph Mills came buy and was nice enough to get me Dicked up with a Deluxe, medium Coke and some French Fries. I also met a nice young man from up the street who I helped to carry my table to his house. His name is Aaron and he is a musician and had two very nice pianos in his house.


Here's Jacob's loot from the party. 15 whole dollars. He should save it in order to pay off the debt he incurred by not selling the garage sale prized object.


Aaah, and then on to more guys for the weekend. Dan Heintz was in town for the weekend. I had fanagled him into giving a fireside for the single adults on Sunday. Here he is doing something nice and wholesome the night before, that's right, seeing Snakes on a Plane.


Rob. He was so excited to see Snakes on a Plane.


Then the night was over. The next day I got to spend time with an old friend from college, Matt Lemmon. The guy who once performed Suck the Dog in skimpy pink shorts with his best friend and fellow Soda Jerks admirer, is now traveling across the country trying to increase poverty awareness.

We all, Bev, Matt, Kirk and I, walked down to Gasworks Park to take some pictures. On the way there some hormone filled youth were walking parallel to us. They kept jumping up in the air and falling down and laughing at each other. Matt approached them and asked them if he could take some photos of them down at the park. They agreed and here are a few of the shots:

The guy on the pole isn't one of the kids, it's Matt's friend Kirk. Interestingly enough, the 29 year old guy could climb the pole, the 15 year old kids couldn't.


Here's Bev. She's the other woman I hung out with this weekend, ruining my all-guy weekend stats. I didn't mind though, it's always a pleasure to hang out with Bev.


Matt tried to get the kids to do all sorts of jumps. This one is supposed to be them karate kicking each other.


Boo was hot and tired midway through. It's sometimes not fun being a black dog in the summer time.


Here's Matt and one of the kids jumping off of something. This kid was the best in all Matt's photos at jumping. Notice where his hand is, that was on purpose, he has definite skills.


Then I had to go back to my house to put blackberry cobbler in the oven. We got a group shot and wanted Boo in the picture. Matt, all of a sudden, picks up Boo. Boo, who rarely gets picked up, was all aghast.


After that I went to the stake center to help set up for Dan's fireside. Miraculously we found the projector screen and set up the movie projector in time for the event to occur. Dan gave an excellent fireside entitled, Bloom Where You're Planted, encouraging people to be optimistic, work on the talents that the Lord has given you and being an example to those around you. He gave examples of people who he felt had bloomed around him and culminated the entire talk by speaking about the greatest example of all, the Savior. It was all very well done. President London and I scooped out the cobbler and ice cream while people watched photos of Dan's farm. At the end, everyone clapped, which is really rare for a fireside, and got enough cobbler and berries, which is a miracle. Who are the bloomers in your life?

8 comments:

bug girl said...

Wow, that was a really neat blog. I am not sure how you did it, but you started off with a satanic horror film and ended with a spriritual blooming fireside. I felt like I was on the roller-coaster of life.

Looks like your garage sell went better than mine. In Logan you only sell a few things for 25 cents, and earn enough to recoup the cost of the ad in the newspaper, but nothing for your time and efforts.

Mike said...

Very heathly chuckle @ "Provo sells furniture, Seattle sells books and cds and you sell yourself in Vegas."

( very When Harry Met Sally-esque dialogue ).

Bloomer...my daughter

Dainon said...

"Get Dick'ed Up" should be an advertising campaign for them and you ought to win royalties for coining the term (if'n you are the first). That's if they actually needed advertising, of course.

Cindy said...

Kim, wish you were here for the weekend roller coaster. You would have loved it, well, except for the two rated R movies.

Mike, I was trying to think of the actual thing people sold at Vegas sales and went for the lowest common denominator. Glad you liked it! You have a daughter?

Dainon, unfortunately (and fortunately) I heard the term from my print rep. There's also the "Get some Dick's in me" but that might have been a little too risque for the visible site.

Mike said...

"Alex"andra is how do I say....
from her school work, to her faith, to her athletics, to her sensitivity, to her respect for all...

Joe said...

If you weren't scared, why did you watch the entire movie through your fingers, Missy? I will admit that I squeal like a little girl.

Tannerama said...

of all the things I expected to see on your blog a frickin' CHUD from The Descent was not one of them...

riggity said...

is that a bev (formerly referred to as "beave") that I know from Bend, OR? Interesting if so.