My Trip in Words

So... the pics may make it seem like I had an amazing time, and I did, but here were the things that happened that weren't caught on film.

Both of my cousins have boyfriends, so I spent a lot of the first weekend being the fifth wheel. It was okay. Both of their boyfriends are great guys, so it was not too hard to hang out with them all, just the ever present feeling of being alone. So, I was excited to see my friend Kate and hang out with her for a couple days.

Also, the most surprising part was the amazing time I had catching up with Kristen. I say surprising because we really weren't that close in high school other than the heart to heart we had one day under a slide while we were "working" at Roaring Springs. Don't really remember too much of the convo, just thinking, this girl is sweet and I wish I would have gotten to know her better. I am really glad eight years later, I have! :)

Some girl tried to fight me at a bar one night. She walked in and sat down on a pool table where my cousin and her friends were in the middle of the game. Hello?!! What are you doing? Well, apparently, I gave her a look, which I don't remember but I'm sure I did b/c really pull it together girl. She walked over and said something like, "What is your problem?" I was like, "Excuse me? What is your problem?" To which she says "Your face is my problem!" Oh, to be so intoxicated you can't say anything better! So, I said, "Oh, really?" And she said, "I don't know you and you can't look at me like that!" I said, "You're right, you don't know me, so why don't you turn around and walk away." She asked the standard, "You want to take this outside?" I looked at her swaying body that had clearly been overserved that night, and decided I would save her the trouble of falling over as she attempted to hit me (Plus, really, I may act tough, but no one really wants to fight, especially when you realize how lame it really is at 26!) So, I said, "I don't think that is a good idea, why don't you and your pajama pant boyfriend just walk away." (Okay, so I got a little rude, but I was annoyed. I also later found out that there was a pajama party nearby which explained the bf's ensemble.) She made me "cheers" to her glass. I tried to explain that I didn't have a drink b/c I was not hittin the bottle that night like she was, so she insisted I pick up an empty glass to cheers with. I obliged and it was over. Apparently, then we were friends b/c she started telling me how they got cut off and kicked out of the last bar they were at. I was like, hmmm, I'm not surprised! I started talking to someone else, and was happy to see her get escorted out by security a few minutes later. Oh man! This is why you shouldn't drink too much. You end up looking dumb and being a part of someone's blog. Haha...

That same night, I met these guys, and told them, "I'm visiting from Seattle." They said, "Oh, we can tell you are not from here." I was a little taken aback b/c I had blond hair and had worked on my tan. What they said to my, "How?" was quite the surprise and kind of a complement (or a burn to all the girl's he was referring too, sorry!) They said, "Well, you are nice... you smile...and you began a conversation with us, as if you are not better than anyone." Wow... so sweet! Apparently, girls there (and not all, my friends down there aren't like this, but I am assuming they meant single girls they meet in the bars), have "an edge" and just aren't very nice. Score one for being raised in Boise and living in Seattle now.

In general, the trip was pretty good, but I couldn't live there. It just seemed very unnatural. Fake boobs, cement everywhere, no grass, sporadic palm trees that have been planted to make it look better, did I mention the fake boobs? I hate fakeness and feeling like you have to look a certain way through surgery. I am all for working out, eating healthy, being healthy, but not using surgery to obtain perfection. What I have learned this past year of really trying to get in shape is how important it is to love yourself. If you look in the mirror and are forever picking at the imperfections, you will never be happy. I am still working on this, but this trip showed me how important it is.

I also learned how grateful I am for my friends. I am so happy with the people I have chosen to surround myself with. While I met a lot of nice people down there, I love love love my friends up here. Seattle is my home, and going on vacation without at least one of my friends was a little tough. Next vacation I am taking my girlfriends and we are going to have an amazing time... now where should we go, I'm thinking maybe Vegas???... and P.S.... Kristen... you are invited! :)