Arizona

What was my trip to AZ like?

Well, for starters there were spiders and snakes. 

There were good hair days and bad hair days.

There were extremely questionable breakfast choices.

There were a few trips down memory lane with old movies and old schools.

And then there was homemade salsa (win) aaaand 

a homemade diaper (FAIL, literally...it leaked all over the floor).

You know even though I grew up in AZ, I really don't miss it. I was over it by the time I was 8 years old. I recently found an unsent letter that I had written to my best friend during the summer break, "I haite it when it is SOOOO HOT I can NOT play out side when I grow up I am moving to to ALASCA I mean IT!!!!"  So there you have it folks, my hatred of warm climates has been lifelong. Heck it's probably genetic, afterall I am fifty percent Scottish.  BUUUUT, all AZ hating aside, it was great to be able to spend so much time with my mom and my little sister. We spent most of our time packing and trying to get things fixed up so that the house can be listed for sale. They need to hurry up and move to UT, (so everyone do me a favor and pray that my mom's house sells quickly, cuz the AZ housing market is BAAAAD)  because Shye needs both of her grandmas in one place for maximum spoiling.