While I was home I decided to do something different with my hair, so I chose highlights since chopping my hair is out of the question! I love it! And if you look down in the photos below you can see what it looks like. Cassie was mortified that I did it and her excuse was exactly this, "Well you have virgin hair, so you can donate it. Why would you color it?" This was my response to her. A)Been there, done that, already donated my hair once and it made three wigs, so there, I made up for a few years with that. B) Well, everything else is virgin, I guess I gotta start desecrating with something! Okay well, please dont take offense to that one, just blame my family for my sense of humor. Joke! Love them!
Anyway, I sang and played the mandolin at the wedding luncheon, made a fool of myself in fact, but all was well and forgotten by the reception. Which brings me to my next point. Remind me not to invite my mother to my wedding! Just kidding, but she had a moment of freak out, which was validated, but man oh man I just hope I have a calm, cool, relaxing wedding. Anyway, all jokes aside, the reception was beautiful and went well thanks to many, MANY hands, especially Pam and Amber Sorensen who basically decorated the back yard, and an ENORMOUS thanks to the Mickelsens who took pity on us and let us use their backyard for the reception! Which again brings me to my next point, The DJ. (lets all take a minute and swoon) Alright back on our feet. My goodness he was dreamy! And I made a point of telling my brother. Bad idea number ........well, I dont know what number, but it was a bad idea. Anyway, as the night wore on and I got crazier, my brother took it upon himself to go ask the DJ if he would dance with me, OF COURSE the DJ politely declined saying that he had a weight limit with people he danced with......JUST KIDDING! But he did decline with the excuse that he has a serious girlfriend....whatever Mr. DJ, just put a record on, I wanna dance with my baby (thank you Madonna). Speaking of dancing, what a night! Basically just my family danced, but it was amazing! I love to just get out and get crazy, which I did and made a fool of myself, but oh well! Even my Grandma got out and danced! It was quite the night. The Divas made their appearance as well, I can only dream to one day aspire to be a Diva! HAha!
Well, finally the night was over and the next day I was able to meet with some friends before I left which was great! I really have the bestest friends ever. All of them! I love them so much!
Now for the flights back to Alaska! The flights to Utah were unentertaining except for the dog that whined the whole flight basically, but I had more patience for that than most, I wonder why? JK. But I flew from SLC to Las Vegas where I met these two Japanese boys who invited me to stay in Las Vegas and hang out with them, OH it was funny, but I politely declined. It was kinda awkward too. Anyway, I was so tired and I didnt want to sleep on the 5 hour flight to Alaska because I had a cold and so I didnt want to snore, its a weird fear issue I have, okay. Just let me be obsessive for a bit. Anyway, So I drank 2 energy drinks to help me stay awake. Not to mention I had to pee every 5 stinking minutes and I still ended up falling asleep, whatever. But thats getting ahead of myself. As I was walking to my terminal to leave for Alaska a huge herd of children about the age of 10 passed me. I am talking like 50-60 kids. In my head I said, and I quote myself, "Sucks to be anyone who has to fly with them." Yep, karma sucks! I went on tour once in high school with about 100 kids from school and I was annoyed on the plane with kids that I knew, so you can imagine how much I was hating my life on this flight. They kicked my seat and yelled and laughed. It was awful. Luckily the girl who sat next to me was about my age and we just commiserated together in hate for the young children. BUT it gets better! I have to back up a bit though, So while we were boarding there was this passenger at the front desk area and he looked like "The Soup Nazi" from Seinfeld. Seriously! Anyway, He was having a fit about something with the boarding attendant and was yelling about something. So ya I already had it in my head that these kids were not going to help his blood pressure. So mid flight the kids had gotten to their peak of boredom so of course they are doing everything annoying as possible and Soup Nazi guy gets up and yells, "Sit down and shut up you kids! There are other people on this flight besides you!" and slowly the kids sat down and quieted and some old guy in the front of the plane started clapping! I couldnt help but smother my laugh! I was dying! But not 20 minutes later the kids were back being annoying, but at a lower level. Well, I made it safely back to Girdwood and I didnt realize but I kinda missed it! I guess that is good right? Well, I have more I want to write but my hands are tired. So goodnight and so long and Next time I will write about the boys, I mean men, here....what a post to look forward to! JK. Love ya!