Rexburg's calling and I just want to go home.

I am blog-stumped. 

I have no idea what to tell you. 

It's not like I don't have tons of ideas. 

They just don't seem to be coming out as smoothly as my dad's snores. 

Sleep is the only thing that comes naturally for me now. 

Work makes me too sleepy for anything. 

Especially poetic monologues about my aventures to the Royal Gorge, 

to the top of Pikes Peak on my day off, 

to Red Lobster with my family, 

to this cute little diner in Manitou Springs, 

and to my parent's kitchen where I whip up cupcakes and cookies. 

Maybe I've lost my excitement. 

Or maybe it's because I haven't written in so long. 

I'm out of practice. 

Maybe after my last two days of work, I can focus on this and everything else. 

Two days. 

I can do this. I can. 

Two more days.

And.....here's your

Pins of the Week.

I think this almost everyday. 

Especially when I talk to myself. 

Out loud. 

Mostly, it's to say, "Hey, don't judge me."

Yeah....I have some issues to resolve. 

I'm far too judgmental.

I've decided I need an awesomeness stamp. 

So whenever I see something awesome like the picture above, 

I can validate it's awesomeness. 

And I'm pretty sure thats all the validation it would need.

Oh yeah....that is definitely my next project.

I talk to myself, I stumble over my words especially when talking to an attractive member of the opposite sex, and I love to stay at home and chill with an awesome book in my hands. 

But I like it that way.

Well played, Robert Downey Jr. 

Well played.

Yeah....I was definitely born in the wrong country. 

The British definitely know how to make good entertainment. 

I mean, there's Harry Potter, Merlin, Doctor Who, Sherlock, 

Downton Abbey, all the Jane Austen movies, Little Dorrit, and so many more.

Yeah....America can't even compare.

Hehe.....I couldn't help myself. It's just too cute.

b.

Too soon....

I am behind.

I am so sorry.

There is too much work to be done.

Fun to have.

And sleep to be slept.

But I promise.....

That I will blog the blog posts that need to be blogged.

Very very soon in the future.

b.

Tater Toots.

On the mountain this last week we have been preparing for the big race. 

The Pikes Peak Hill Climb. 

So it's been kind of crazy. 

Our schedules got changed. 

I had to get up at 3:00 am to get to work by 4:45 am. 

We had to be open for the workers, but alas, most didn't even come in. 

The next two days I had to close. 

But it wasn't horrible. 

Well at least when I think about it now. 

At the time, I probably complained a little too much. 

My poor co-workers. 

I got asked out though.

Dont get too excited. I said no.

Before you start yelling at your computer screen about how I should have accepted the offer since, of course, I haven't been on a date in forever, hear me out. 

He was a bit of a creeper. 

I didn't even know him and he spilled everything about his unfortunate love life. 

I felt bad, but it was weird. 

Too weird. 

Then, on Friday, we had an accident on the mountain. 

A girl was hit by an out of control race car driver. 

It was scary. 

I'm just glad I don't have to work the race. I'm sure it was a joy for everyone there though. 

Maybe.

Anyway.....

Let's make way for the....

Pins of the Week.

You know, I never thought about hace a superhero themed wedding. 

But now, I think it would be awesome!! 

Just the Avengers though. 

Groom would be Ironman, of course. 

That would make me Pepper, right?

I like that. 

Because Pepper is pretty cool.

Hahaha...

When I was at college,

 I would always say I'm never going to get married. 

I'm just going to grow up to be a successful parents to cats. 

The old cat lady. 

The old, but yet successful photographer / cat lady. 

My roommate would always interject and tell me I was wrong. 

Well, at least I have a plan if nothing works out. 

Use sarcasm as much as possible.

And love my cats. 

Hah!!

This reminds me of the times my roommate would blast this song in her car. 

I miss that car and it's squeaky clutch. 

I miss driving down the highway with the music so loud 

that my worries drifted away.

I can't wait to go back to school.

It is just sad....so sad.

Luckily, England is sharing. 

We don't have to suffer the idiocy of American culture. 

We can change the channel to something actually decent. 

If only, American would learn. 

I think this all of the time. 

Along with this. 

Isn't this just about the coolest thing you have ever seen?

This is genius. Absolutely brilliant. 

Part of me wishes I would have thought about it. 

Hehe....I couldn't help myself. 

It is just too awesome.

A beautiful representation of the Proclamation to the family. 

I want to print it out and frame it. 

Last, but not least, R2D2 shoes. 

Beyond awesome, right?

If only I could learn to draw like this on shoes. 

I really want to learn.

b.

Yee-Haw. Giddy Up.....giddy up.

Twelve more days.

Three more weeks. 

One more month. 

I can't believe that it is almost the end. 

The end of my summer. 

The end of my career as a Pikes Peak foodie. 

The end of 45 minutes van rides almost everyday just to get to work. 

The end of the sick feeling every time I ride down in the van. 

The end of moths. 

The end of finding dead mice in the dry storage room.

The end of getting up at three in the morning to get to work by 4:45 am.

The end of getting to know such awesome and amazing people. 

The end of hearing southern, Australian, British, Italian, and so many more accents. 

The end of silly pranks and mindless sarcasm. 

The end of midnight sonic runs. 

The end of a truly great and kind of sucky summer.

And I am kind of sad to my chagrin (I've always wanted to use this word :) ).

It all went a little too fast. I'll miss it. 

b. 

And there she goes...

Do you know what happens to people who wake up at 3:00 in the morning just to get ready for work? 

Imagine a zombie. 

Brainless.

Eyes rolling behind their brain. 

Clumsy gait. 

Kind of scary. 

Got that image? 

Good. That is exactly what I looked like. 

Except a little more attractive....at least that is what I would like to think. 

3:00 am should not even be considered a time where alive human beings actually emerge from the frames of their comfortable beds. 

I mean.....how could one inflict that torture?

But nevertheless, money called. And I answered. 

I got on the summit soon enough to see the sunrise. It was gorgeous. (I did take a picture, but I had to get my Ipod fixed so.....image momentarily unavailable).

And then I found a dead mouse. 

Yes.....while going to retrieve de-caffeinated coffee, I found a little dead mouse. 

Nothing like a good scare to jolt you awake at six in the morning. 

My manager laughed at me when I almost had a mini-heart attack in her office. 

Yeah....probably not one of my proudest moments. 

But believe me, you would have done the exact same thing. 

Needless to say.....it was an interesting day. 

A never ever doing this again, interesting day. 

b.