This is my good friend, Jake. I regularly send him SnapChats of me brushing and flossing my teeth, which are things that are embarrassing tasks to perform for an audience, but they are also things that I am extremely good at. And I was always taught to share my talents. This picture has nothing to do with anything, but here is my good friend, Jake.
I have a problem.
It's a problem called, "I-am-obsessed-with-wanting-to-be-Natalie-Holbrook". And I'm not kidding. But, then again, who would kid about that? No one, that's who. If you don't have any idea what I'm talking about, do yourself a favor and go read this thing. Then, if you need more, come over here and read all of these. You are A) not going to be sorry and B) going to thank me later. I promise. I have thought a lot about this over the past few years of my blogging life. I think we could be great friends, NTFR and I. I'm serious. She's the coolest thing I've ever read about and her little Huck... oh, he gets me. I can only dream of having a baby so delicious.
That's pretty much all I have to say.
1) I'm in Arizona for the week and it was 80 degrees today (eighty!).
2) My brothers made me watch Duck Dynasty tonight and it was probably one of their better ideas.
4) Sean kisses weird. That's basically the only thing that I hated about The Bachelor this season.
3) The Kearns children, deprived of soda pop their entire lives, have been brought to binging on the stuff as adults. I only noticed it tonight as Mike, Ben, and I all ordered Dr. Pepper at dinner. Also, Ben wore a Mountain Dew shirt today. I commented on it and he informed me that it was to remind him to drink his daily dose. And if that doesn't address the issue...
*Did you notice that those numbers are out of order? GOTCHA.
Okay, have a cool time today.