Last Friday da crew picked Sarah up from the Salt Lake City international airport. We had a pretty mean sign with a pumpkin (for All Hallows Eve) and a pick axe (for them Colorado Miners). We also had a child-with-ice cream shaped balloon. Ally accidentally hit a woman in the back of the head with that child-with-ice cream shaped balloon, but that's a long story. False, we just told you the whole thing.
N-E wayz, we took some pictures at the airport, but we don't have them. A traveling businessman did ask us if he could take our picture on his Blackberry because we looked "so cute." We said yes, so he did. Perhaps we could get him to electronically mail that photo. cha, right. We had to compete for welcoming space with a family waiting to see Mitchell arrive home from Japan. We understand two years serving the Lord is a long time, but not everything's about you. just kidding (jk)
After we succeeded in leaving the airport parking lot, we headed to Yogurt Stop, where we made some yogurt concoctions a whole kindergarten class would have loved, and which happened to suit our tastes as well.
For Saturday we made some reservations at the Mayan. Natalie made the call to reserve those reservations. We believe her words were something like "..and, can we have a table right up close to all the action?" As a result, we found ourselves seated directly at the base of the largest fake Mayan cliffs in all of Salt Lake County. Perfect. The Mayan doesn't have good food, or great service, or a nice environment, and it's weird to have jungle-y dressed people offer to make you balloon animals, but it feels like home. If we were Mayan.
We apologize. We don't have enough blogging experience to know how to rotate this video, but we think it's worth it. Like, how hard is it to turn your head? Gosh. The dive is cool and stuff, but we like how you can hear Hannah say, "Oh my gosh. He is ripped!" Listen for yourself.
A woman was standing extremely close to the divers - enthralled, no doubt. Who can blame her? She ended up getting a wall of water to the face after a diver landed not-so-perfectly straight in the water. Luckily, a Mayan employee was there to comfort her.
After the Mayan, we went to the Dickson residence where we had a impromptu birthday party, which is really the best kind of birthday party you could have.
On Sunday, we had a final get-together in the Hanks' basement. It was fun.
No, but seriously, it was.
Lisa told Hannah she would never let go. They're still in the basement. (not really!)
This picture wasn't taken with a self-timer placed on the fireplace if that's what you're thinking. We wanted all that empty space in there.
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