We Almost Died this Weekend

A bunch of the family met up in Utah to make the 5 hour drive down to St. George, Utah. My cousin, David, was having his Homecoming. We all squooshed into Grandpa's van for a horrifying journey in a vehicle that among other things, swayed back and forth as if we were in an ocean storm. Probably the only thing that saved us was that Grandpa wasn't driving.

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Uncle Rob drove while he and Grandpa Brown spent the entire 10 hours that we were on the road heatedly debating business and politics. My cousin Janaya read her books while Aunt Joy (the only person I know with the ability to whip up 3-course meals in a swaying 15 passenger van) laughed at all of Andrew's jokes.

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The van's A/C was also a little sketchy, so the rest of us stewed on the back benches.

(Andrew takes care of church business over the phone, Tikla folds origami flowers that will soon decorate her wedding reception, and Karsten...makes us all laugh.)

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My cousin Davin beautifully displays the general mood of the van:

hot, tired, and uncomfortable.

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This is my miserable self. Wouldn't you know it...I woke up the morning that we left with a fever and sore throat.

Despite it all, whether you believe me or not, we really did have a good time.
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Once we arrived, I met up with people like mi madre and the lil' sis. They drove all the way up from A-Z.

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Cousin Tikla:

Sickeningly in-love with Austin Fife, tan and sexy islander, loads of fun to have around


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My mom and my husband's handsome GQ pose.




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The happy climax was seeing my sweet, David friend again. Here I am with David and Heather after his Homecoming talk. I loved living with these two cousins while I attended Dixie College. Good times.

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