Dad reserved a 'Full Size' car from Avis for his trip to Salt Lake City. Apparently a Ford Expedition is what Utahionians consider full size. When Dad told me we weren't going to the SLC Zoo and then proceeded to mock my whining-yet mature-protests, I couldn't be more thankful for the three rows of seats.
Again with the excess....Here's Dad's room....
And across the living room and kitchen....here's my room! Ugh...no DVR?!?! How am I supposed to live like this? What am I, some kind of animal?
Seriously? Traffic in SLC? Holy crap, people are bailing left and right over the median and only one State Trooper to maintain peace! These people are crazzzzzy!
Tell me when the insanity is over! Holy crap I look cute!
Yay! Family prayer! U-U-U-U-UCREW! That's what Dad's family did after family prayer....which is....normal.
Behold, Brother Brigham, the choicest beast of all the beasts of the field!
What would be a trip to SLC without a visit to Temple Square? Hey, where's Sister Rasmussen? There is a giraffe that needs a tour up in this mess!
Dear Uncle Richie, please refrain from your attempts to one-up me in being adorable. I know how frustrated you can get, but I appreciate the challenge. Now Michelle, please lower me gently so as to not create a sudden draft that might mess up my mane.
We saw The Taming of the Shrew and everyone was all, 'Lil G, go take a picture with some cast members. Hey Lil G, get on top of her head' and I was all, 'Uh, let's have some respect for the arts people.' and they were all 'uh' and I was all 'fine'
'Hey Lil G, now get all up in the set'
'Hey Lil G, now get up in the little boat!''HEY! I'm not some mindless meerkat to prance around on some Animal Planet miniseries for your amusement!
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