Last night was Brad's flag football game. In the rain. He made the awesomest touchdown ever. He ran it in from like the 40 yd line. He may or may not tell me Im lying, but seriously it was a long run where the guy missed his flag and the game was so close, and I was so happy. Ahhhh I was so happy. I stood under the umbrella with my friend Heather who became my friend because she is a gem and is dating Brad's friend. I hope they get married, so we can be friends forever. Anyway, we have been friends for awhile, because we kinda just clicked when we met. We are doing a lesson on friends for our lesson plan whatever thingy, and I thought of Heather when I thought of what a friend is.
I made a list of the things Heather or a friend does.
Now I have been thinking about this a lot.
Friends really listen when you are talking, like really, they look at you, make expressions to go with your comments, and make comments about what you are saying, not their own personal experiences.
Friends tell you that you look good, and tell you its okay if you say, I look like crap, then they say, Oh no you don't I think you look fine!
Friends share blankets, and umbrellas, and last pieces of gum.
Friends cook you meals when you are over at their house.
Friends throw parties and don't charge you.
Brad don't get mad at me for that one. Please oh please.
Friends come to your bridal shower.
Friends come to your receptions.
Friends listen to you.
Oh wait I already put that one.
Friends share their worries, concerns, and stories with you.
Friends have you on speed dial.
Friends have you in their phone book.
Friends have you on facebook, and comment on your pictures and status.
Enough of the friend list.
I have so much in my head, and sometimes its good to just get some of it out so my headache will go away.
Most importantly, Heather has been my friend for awhile and she is throwing a bday party for her boyfriend at her parents house. Brad told me about it last night.
I said, oh ya lets totally go Im excited! Then he said, ya you can see all of Greg Olsen's paintings.
I said, oh do they have lots in their house.
He said, ya lots of orginals.
I said, oh thats so cool, do they know him.
He looked at me and laughed.
He said, Heather's dad is Greg Olsen.
I said, Brad, Greg Olsen is like.....the awesomest painter. Everybody in the church knows him.
He said, I know.
I said, WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME ALL THIS TIME.
He said, I thought you knew.
I said, When I was little my grandma would have me look at Greg Olsen's paintings so I could be a better painter.
He said, I know.
I was like.....Greg Olsen to me is like Babe Ruth to you.
He said, I know.
I told Heather this story and she laughed.
She said, I'll show you his studio.
Then I said, You are my best friend ever.
Well maybe not, that would scare her off, and make her think im only her friend because her dad is Greg Olsen.
She is the cutest ever.
I think we all have seen this one.
So tonight I will be ultra happy and try to contain myself while I am standing in his studio.
I hope Heather doesn't read this. She will think I am a creepy creep.
Hey guys lets go get wood for the fireplace. Alright, lets go. Lets leave the people with the most muscles at home. Like Sally, and lets take scrawny Brittany with love handles. Oh yes, perfect idea. We did bring the brawny kids too, no worries. Landon and Brad, carrying a log don't worry Brad slipped and fell and they both were nearly seriously injured in the roll away dropped log. 
He always tries to act like he is happy for pictures. Look at me Im so happy while I work. Let me start whistling to prove it to you. Good heck, I carried a few of those, and my trap felt like it was dissolving under the weight. It was begging me to drop the log and die. Then disintegrate into the ground. Brad's trap is huge, because obviously I would not lay eyes on a guy unless he had huge traps....right, that was the first thing on my Mormon what I want in a guy list. And trust me, I had that list. 
Little Laddy loved the work, although his logs were a bit smaller than ours.. 
Ethan is going to be a real heartbreaker. Or I believe he already is. He was into a forced marriage in front of the school doors when he was in first grade, only way we found out about it was from Chandler who was in Kindergarten at the time. He came home saying, "Ethan got married today!!" It was a great joke for about 10 years. 
Chandler mentioned to me that he needed a facebook picture. I tried several times, but he was too shy to ever...pose. So instead I was caught with pictures like this one here. 
Whoa, knock my socks off, is it fall? Cuz the beauty that lies BEHIND Brad gives me the clues that it is. Brad himself...now he is stunning. 
This is going to be the only picture you are going to get of me, due to the gentlemen I was traveling with having no interest in picking up the camera. 
Brad never brings work clothes, so its always fun rounding some up. Like these nice levi's of Landon's. 
I always love mountain trips. I get to reevaluate why I love Standrod so much. Solace from the busy streets and college party town. If you didn't know, Provo was votest most sober college in the US. Imagine that. Next was like Notre Dame. That could be a lie, but it was somebody like that. BYU rocks. 
Landon forgot to put on the cap of the anti-freeze, makes me really trust him as he looks at Brad's new car and says the leak is fine. When I was taking a picture of this he said, "DONT TAKE A PICTURE OF THIS." He probably didn't want the blog to know his problem. Little secret for you, Brad is sportin the levi's really well there in the shadows of Landon. 
The trip up there is always relaxing and fulfilling. You can tell its fall from all the grays and deep copper. Gorgeous. What? You don't think so? Visit those mountains and smell the blue spruce and feel the fall chill. I love home. Maybe it will turn into a big city so Brad can become a doctor there? I'll keep dreaming.
Brad is thinking- Freak Brittany, I know you were on that wedding diet, but hate to break it to ya, I think you gained weight since I last picked you up.
Well it was a blustery day in the town of SLC, and the groom felt a strong desire to wear the veil. The picture after this you will see the bride slowly lift off the ground and float away.
Well its pretty self explanatory. This is my Grandpa. He has taught me so many good things. At one point I bore my testimony and in it I said, I know I am supposed to read the scriptures over and over again.
And this...I would have to say Prunella thinks she is a dog, cuz she always knocks on the door and they let her in. You think Im joking. Here...animals of any kind are welcome.
Do animals like organized chaos. Well if you look to the right you will see my Grandpas collection of old fashioned egg beaters. Great bday gift for him, just go the dI and round up some 1.00 egg beaters. He loves them, and hangs them all on the wall. My grandma has no problem with pictures of all her 98 grankids. I am probably off by a few numbers but when she has 14 kids, all but 2 with over 5 kids. It adds up folks. In 3rd grade we are learning that folks means peoples. So this may be chaos, but its granmas.
Brad loved Dr. Seuss. Lie. Aj, the real life person dressed up as Thing 1, is Brad's best friend.
Scott could also make the qualification for Brad's best friend. Rebbie, his date, was white trash, and obviously Pregnant. Very pregnant. They tried to make an announcement for me that I was pregnant. I could have proved them wrong real fast with details of terrible cramps causing me to miss class, but thats grossy girl stuff and I decided to just smile and laugh and say..ya...
Brad made his own costume. I was way impressed. I didn't think it was going to be that awesome. His tight spandex made me want to keep touching his legs, but thats just my mom making me do that. She always rubs fabric that soft and silky. My grandma said she did it when she was little too. So....hereditary, or acquired from example. Either one. In this picture we have John Smith, Peter Pan, White Trash Mullet creep, I cant remember what Eli is, Thing 1 and Brad the bee. Why was Brad a bee you ask?
I made my costume too. Some people thought I was a lioness. Then they saw Brad and they got it. They put things together. 