What A Week!

So I have been wondering for a long time if going into history was for me. Well I final came to a conclusion when I went to the photo lab with Heather. It not normal for a person go and watch something like developing a photo for four hours and not get bored. So I made the decision to change my major. I am now majoring in Art with the emphasis of Photography.

Continuing one the path of change, I went to see my new advisor. It started off wonderful until she gave me the news that I have until the next day to turn in an art portfolio.

This portfolio not only had to have ten pieces of my art work, but it needed to include two still lives. So I spent that night and the next day drawing my heart out.

With all of this going on I had the amazing opportunity to read the Book of Mormon in twenty-four hours. It was really cool and I would do it again. We read from 4-11 p.m. on Thursday, 4-11 p.m. on Friday, and on Saturday we went from 5 a.m. - 9 p.m.

I would never trade in my experiences that I had this week!

Bad Idea

So on Sunday we had a bit too much energy for our own good. We were out of control. I was plotting against Heather because of an earlier instance that involved certain things that shouldn't be discussed now. I couldn't think of anything that would truly get her back until she walked into the bathroom. In that moment I received a revelation. Why not simple lock her in there? Kayt and I frantically searched for something that we could use to tie the door to another object. Finally, Kayt pulled out large rubber band and it fit perfectly. Tying the door to our closet we successfully had locked her in there. She was in there for a bit and she never said a word, all we heard was the flushing of the toilet. Later she told us that she had a difficult time keeping quiet when Abi tried to crawl over to the door and tried to look under it. She misread the distance and ran her head into the door. It was hilarious. We laughed until we cried.

After a long time of silence from the bathroom we decided that we should let poor Heather out from her chamber. She just walked out and went to bed. She wasn't too happy and we realized that we had left her in there for 40 minutes.

We haven't ever felt that bad in our whole entire lives. So we wrote her a sorry letter and told her that we will accept any punishment that we have coming to us.

We are still waiting for the flour in the hairdryer.

A New Day

Today was a stepping stone. I started the day off with my hair actually getting done in a cute way. Kaytlin was gracious enough to take an hour to curl my hair. It is so cute. My hair normally doesn't stay curled very long, but by some miracle it did today. After that experience I felt daring and decided to have my nails done. Once again Kayt took on the challenge. She did a wonderful job and they look fantastic. But, it didn't end there. Heather thought that it would be cool to paint my toe nails with zebra and leopard prints. I went along with it and they actually turned out amazing. My Dad would be proud of me!