When in old country

A picture says a thousand words. Or so we're told.

This one doesn't really, so we'll clarify.

This past weekend, our own Lisa went through a rite of passage.
What do the words "Icing," "ear," and "pierce" have in common? Lisa. They have Lisa in common.

She got her ears pierced. Both of them.

This is Lisa and Cassie, the Assistant Manager at Icing who sympathized with us when Lisa forgot her wallet, but stuck to her Health Code guns and wouldn't pierce any cartilage without seeing some I.D. first. Ally tried to become Lisa's legal guardian real quick, but apparently they take that stuff pretty seriously down at the Provo Town Center. Cassie was great, though. She even gave Lisa a sucker after the whole ordeal. Yay.

Lisa had a whole crew there supporting her on her big day.


On second thought, it was probably the Attitude Glasses that drew the girls to Icing, but witnessing Lisa's milestone was an added bonus.

Ally's doing well, too. She went to Logan for Easter Sabbath. Highlights:


Witnessing the creation of a meal named "Easter in a Flash"

and Sticker Egg.

In Loving Memory of Y2K

Happy Opening Day.

But not for long.

Our Cubs lost 16-5 on their opener.

Yikes.

You could say life's back to normal now.

Or perhaps continue to think that maybe this year will be our year.

We're going with the later.

and by pilates I mean waffles

Sometimes, after we study at the same desk,

we have to blow off some steam. It's sort of a college thing.

So, we go outside and blow bubbles by the bike racks.

Sweet catharsis.

Gym Guy

Look at this billboard.

For some reason it cracked us right up.

Also, Lisa walked into the Men's bathroom today. Oops.

They're Called Assets

Oh hi.

We went to the Festival of Colors in Spanish Fork and threw colored powder to symbolize burning a witch who burned babies or something like that. We don't mean to offend the Hare Krishnas, we're just not exactly sure what the whole thing was about. But we loved it anyway.

Before that, on Friday, we parted ways temporarily. Lisa went to some sporting events. Mostly we included that because Lisa wanted this cute picture to be on da blog.

Look at that. 2 cute 4 words.

Ally joined the culturally elite and went to see Les Miserables, but kept saying how excited she was to finally see Seussical. Here's a picture that's not quite as cute, but we have to be even.

We both went to the Mr. Helaman competition.

Yeah. This guy.

Finally, we liked coming home to see this in our bathroom.

A quick fix.

We're proud that our suitemate Erica can problem solve, but we're even more proud that she's engaged. That's a shout out. Holler.

Yeah, a Great Dane probably wore it

Today, we lounged.

It wasn't that aimless, non-directed lounging the teens do these days. We set aside an hour, donned our lounge wear, pulled out the camping chairs, threw in those kitten blankets, and got our lounge on.


Pure unadulterated lounging.


While lounging, we realized how grateful we were for our kitten blankets, and decided to express this to their manufacturer, VM International, in the form of a letter.

Ioo% polyester. What's not to love?

Oh yeah:

But we're good for the money.

Babe, you parked on the red?

Exactly one week ago today we were doing this:

That's us. Probably singing Midnight Train to Georgia.

Allow us to elaborate. This March 17th not only brought green clothing and nostalgia for the movie The Luck of The Irish, it also brought a karaoke party. Okay, we brought the party, but the Irish holiday helped.

When the girls in our hall work as our PR spokespeople, they often use the phrase, "they don't do anything half way." For example:

Our floor lounge looked better than Oz. It wouldn't have been possible without the 3100 decorating committee that was both assembled and dissolved in the same night. Love those girls. Not shown in this photograph: a karaoke machine, a cereal bar, a fridge full of Apple Beer, and some actual party goers.

Here are some pictures. Look at them. Plz.

Burn - Usher

Summer Nights - Grease

God Bless The U.S.A. - Lee Greenwood

I'm A Slave 4 U - Britney Spears (We give Andrea the Most Passionate award. Seriously. It's like Britney was there.)

You get the idea. People sang, which was all well and good, but what we really enjoyed was the after [visiting hours] party. Ladies only.