This weekend was killer.
For real.
My dear friend, Becky, is back in town.
It was her twentieth birthday, so we threw her a Rock Star bash on Friday.
We played Rock Band...
(Oh, Dale. I didn't even recognize him. So ridiculous.)
...had a super competitive game of Twister...
(I lost.)
And let out some rock.
(Nena and myself. This beautiful lady is having a baby in December! Congrats Mike & Nena!)
And one last picture.
Becky, the birthday girl, Karen and myself.
We've all known eachother for a good fourteen years.
Then I spent most of Saturday helping my brother re-shingle our roof.
And I worked at the temple in the afternoon.
I am tired, tanned and rocked out.
Sincerely,
-L.
6 comments:
Dang.
Regina isn't too bad.
You people know how to party.
Maybe I do need to plan a road trip east??!
huh.
Oh, do come for a visit Nate!
Or else I won't see you before you leave for Hawaii, and who knows when after that!
oh dear.
dale.
i didn't even recognize him.
so. scary.
Hey Erin?
You pretty much said exactley the same thing I did under the photo.
I think we might be related.
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