i guess i'm back from vegas.

whaaaatta trip.

seriously.

i had so much fun.

it was one of those no pressure vacations where everyone was completely

relaxed, and there for the sole purpose of enjoying each other's company.

and enjoying eachother's company, we did!

there probably wasn't one moment when we weren't almost peeing our pants with laughter.

we shifted back and forth between dirty jokes, and making fun of densley's green tongue.

and we loved every second of it.

if you'd like to read a play by play,

go meet chelsee.

she so kindly provided one.

probably one of the funniest moments of the trip was caught in this shot.

we were sitting on the top floor of caesar's palace, as family after family kept walking by

asking us if we'd like them to take our picture.

and time after time, we replied no. 

which led to so much laughing. seen at the end of our special little video.

completely candid, people.

and we like each other so much that we maybe made another.

you love us.

possibly the best part of this trip was at the tail end

when as we're passing through beaver on our way home, a white truck full of boys

slips their number out the window. 

and we just so happened to call it.

we found out that these 6 boys were from kaysville, fresh off their missions, returning from a week long disneyland trip, and completely adorable.

so why would we not agree to dinner with them?

the situation was hilarious, and slightly awkward. 

but we made some friends, and most importantly, we are now all unafraid of the inevitable:

becoming friends with returned missionaries.

these girls are my most favorite, and i wish i could go back tonight.

and not to mention, the hospitality of my brother and sister-in-law!

i loved being woken up by davis tickling my legs in the morning, bailey serenading me, and miss taytum being all smiley!

i wish every morning was like that! 

thanks mike & ash! you're the best! love you!

ash, chels, haley, and rachie dens.

such pretty friends.

kissing

is sometimes something i do.

guess what i love...

remembering how adorable this boy is.

he sings like angie duke, and he's got rolfe-worthy charm, even when the roles are reversed.

technically, he's liesl, and i'm the mail boy. but i'm still cordie, so this still works.

{hello. sound of music and the happiest millionaire, people. culture up.}

ohhh the curses of being a cougar. 

he's handsome, nonetheless.

and i am absolutely smitten by him every time our paths cross.

ben ash: you make me swoon.

 attending a beloved teacher's wedding.

isn't she just beautiful?

and you should hear her sing the soprano line from an italian opera...

talk about swooooning...

secretly, {and not-so-secretly} i love that i can call her aimee now.

miss frederick is just awkward, and mrs. lunt feels criminal.

so naturally, the only alternative is becoming adult friends, and getting familiar with each other on a first name basis.

something that two years ago sent me to file music scores in the back room for hours at a time...

 getting to spend some QT with this hot bombshell is something i wish i could do more often.

marissa is a riot, and her jokes have me peeing my pants regularly.

we like to reminisce on the times in 9th grade that we shared. 

the oh-so-intimate moments of our friendship where she told me she liked my juicy couture perfume, 

and i replied with a feeble "thank you", barely even audible.

...

needless to say, our love for one another blossomed years later when i decided talking would be beneficial for my social life, and that i had more than two words to say to marissa.

wayyyy more.

we've been like besties since we shared two things: 

the first alto section, and the uncomfortability we felt around the wineagers + nick.

yes, summertime is a good time.

i'm probably going to end up with jeremy gilbert.

lately, i've been: 

-splashing in my backyard, and eating ice cream cones with a few of my friendlies. 

{one of which wears a sparkly diamond on her left fingy which i'm obsessed with. her name is mads. and she's my cuzzy.}

but from the hours of 8-4, i play with addie, brady, and brock. 

we play fun games.

{like mother may i. which i introduced them to. and they are now obsessed with it.}

this is brocky. he is darling.

i love my new job, and i'm sad it has to end for school. :(

 aaaaand let's be honest.
i've been feeding the addiction.
you know,
the one i have to the salvatore brothers, and jeremy gilbert.
a life without blood sucking hotties, and one who wears "the ring" isn't a life at all.
you can quote me on that.
{p.s.: ms. jordo texted me today to tell me this: paul wesley. playing paris. in the new romeo and juliet. your day was just made.}

and the mail comes every day at 3.
and on thursdays/fridays, the mail is reeeeally good.
in case you were wondering...

um... that's an awesome suggestion, but no.

brother-sister lunch today.

the people above have kept me sane for the past nine months in logan, 

and i am going to miss them. 

when they move to enid oklahoma. 

in one week. 

pictures usually happen like this:

me: "smile, you guys."

jacob: {does anything but. naturally, i laugh.}

court: {gives jacob dirty looks.}

[these dirty looks don't last for long, as jacob continues on with ridiculous faces, and we can't help but laugh. so it turns into a series of these most fortunate pictures.]

who even knows what i'll do when my goofball big brother leaves, and takes that girl who stole my name with him. i love them ohhh so very much.

tease.

stay tuned!

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sneak peak.

... 

so i have this cousin. 

her name is madison. 

and she is an artistic genius.

and also fearless. 

seriously,

check her out.

{the link sends you to miss becca boo. her bridegroomals are the bee's knees. madison even tag teams with her husband, mr. dan herbas. this is his area of expertise. i can't get enough!

they also did my senior pictures. check them out here. and hire her for your wedding, individuals, family pictures, etc. ...look around the website, blog, you're bound to find something you love. she won't disappoint you... promise!} 

sometimes i play dress up with maddie.

and we have an absolute blast together. 

and i loooove that she asks me to do it.

because you're never too old for fancy dresses.

last night, she bought me a wedding dress.

we searched high and low, and eventually found the one.

it is stunning, covered in lace & pearls {hello, could it get any more me?}, and i am obsessed with it.

tonight, 

we played.

in all sorts of unexpected elements.

because... again...

the girl is fearless. 

which makes pretending to be a model all the more fun.

i was a blushing bride tonight, with a ring and all!

it was every little girl's dream come true.

i don't want to give too much away. 

so stay tuned for the finished product. 

i can't wait to share! 

p.s.
favorite routine of the night?
i'm a sucker for some old fashioned hollywood.
ryan and rikki were on fire, i don't care what the "jidges" say.

and then i went on a crazy andy warhol kick.

and  made this.

just because i could.

and i think it's pretty sweet.

overload on happy intoxication.

 

 1. we beat up on our brother; he retaliates. we kiss our mom.

2. we get scared when jake makes fire.

3. we become pyros. we turn jake and court's porch into churchill's war room. we breed bombs there.

4. we hang out with the air-boss couple; we torcher dan.

5. we do fire dances. just because we're not afraid to.

6. we visit three temples in three days.

7. we celebrate our girl becca's marriage with bubbles and cupcakes. we even exchange stefan gestures at the wedding luncheon between the two of us. she's my favorite semi-sister.

that's why.

                                              

mckenzie is mad about hats.

and we're okay with that if it means fashion show at midnight.

tonight, it did.

this just in:

i only need one wish.
a wish that i would spend on ryan reynolds.
it would be december 22, and he'd be in a birthday suit for the occasion.
which of course means dressed in full energy-green garb of the green lantern. insta-mask and all.

now,
get your mind out of the gutter.
and good night.

florence + the machine = worst nightmare. the dog days have only begun.

i am babysitting this week.

ruby and rowdy.

we go for walks, we throw each other in the pool, we slobber, we lick each other's faces, and we pounce on gabe, the cat.

he resents me for submitting to the dark side,

but overlooks my sin when i give him cat nip.

so basically, we're a twisted little family.

and i'm loving it. 

especially the fact that i have two adoring fans that love me even after i reject their plea for macaroni salad.

if i were them, i'd revolt.

when faced with a decision,

never choose freddie and emma over ryan and blake. you will be severely disappointed when teen drinking and shot morale become your reality, rather than comic book characters and mr. reynolds, himself.

however,
if you choose {unwisely} to steer yourself directly down such a path of destruction, inhale some eucalyptus spearmint bubble bath, throw on your "mind the gap" t-shirt, and snuggle up to a beagle.

all bitter feelings towards low budget films will slip soundly into the outskirts of your dreams, and you can wait another week to see the green lantern.

i'll buy you a necklace. with wheels.

when you find this:

 

you are first excited that your best friend thinks like you do.

but then you do this:

 and all of that excitement has shifted. because your bank account is now empty. 

due to semi-annual sales of the devil that you shamefully worship.

but that's okay. because after every bargain bone in your body has been satisfied, 

you finish off with this: 

  and you can drive home happy, dilly bar in hand.

just like old days.

{thank you for the loveliest day, kelsey g.c.; i like you.}

 

i have problems.

i'm addicted to reality t.v. 

doesn't matter what it is. 

i can always find a reason to watch. 

and now, apparently, i watch the glee project. 

meet my reason:

his name is cameron mitchell. 

he has a voice, and a soul; 

he wears plaid and cardigans.

at the same time.

we're planning an autumn wedding.

in other news, 

i can't sleep.

the sun ate my body today.

and also, snot is relentless. and taking over.

following at a close second are tissues discarded from the box beside me.

allergy season is wicked, team. and i'm not into that.

 

so i'll probably just lie on this couch getting caught up on tivo {eating ice cream and cold peaches} until the sneezing subsides. or possibly until my skin is back to its normal temperature.

 whichever comes first.

wonderful wednesday.

klb bgv bbb,vb,fvmvmgmfvojg,h,hhl,hylh
hv jhgjnmn,mmjjszxcxcvcsdxcfdfcvfv

that was from baby o.

he has such a way with words. plus, he makes me all baby-hungry; i could kiss those chubby cheeks all day long.

it's a fabulous wednesday over here at the kearns'. the tiny humans are outnumbering the regular sized ones, which of course forces me to want a tiny human of my own. tomorrow.
just kidding.
but seriously.

baby o. 

he kind of makes me all swoony.

 william, tay, and ty.

getting their splash on.

 sometimes the rubes models for me. 

good dog, that ruby girl. 

 would you believe that this is only half of the sisters? 

because it is. 

{the title says it all. obviously.}

wash-a-ton, oregano, u-da-ho. but furrrreal.

woke up in seattle,
took on a tri-state day with miss ash and baby olli g.,
fell to a slumber in twin falls with a beagle beside me.

traveling is just my thing.
and i rock it like a champ.

good night from the shilo inn.
love,
courty, A2, oliver grey, rowdy, and ruby.

this place smells like germs. which is gross.

one miracle of a flight later, i have touched down in the land of the free. which feels almost surreal, considering the fact that i thought i was never going to get out of dublin. two flights a day to the states... whaaaatta joke. but that's not the point. the point is that mary ann in business elite took double care of me, {meaning my cup of diet coke mixed with the non virgin kind was never neglected. relax, people. i'm talking about stiff coke here.} and the man who sat beside me for our special journey fondly resembled my dentist, which removed some of the awkward severity when he hovered over me to get to the aisle. good man.

so. here i sit. at jfk. again.

back to the place where horizon lines are full of skyscrapers and department store tycoons.
plus, my 3G no longer rejects me.

it's a good one, this country.

pictures of dreamland and londontown to come soon. i have to get outttta new york first. which could be a problem.

here's the deal:

i have to catch an 8:30 flight in the morning, just to transition to another. but we're okay with that, because the second plane is headed for london-heathrow.
i hiked a serious waterfall in farmington tonight with gen, miss, and those bountiful boys, which has led me to my bed just praying that my legs stop throbbing in time for me to shake it off in the morning. it's a long shot, i understand. but we all know the big man can work some pretty sweet miracles. let's just hope he deems me worthy of one of them.
i have been patiently waiting for this one girl to get a kiss, but it keeps on doing the opposite of happening. it's like, KISS HER ALREADY... ya know? p.s. it's not me. just in case you didn't know. thanks for being on my team anyway, though. i appreciate that.
i learned tonight that similar to spicy food, salsa, and hot sauce, a hike's intensity will never be represented correctly. that's why when i say, "ketchup sometimes burns my tongue," you say, "this hike is around three miles uphill both ways". heaven help the man who marries me. i hope he's not an outdoorsy mexican. things could be fatal for our love.
campfire roasted starbursts are my guilty pleasure. along with lots of other things like nick jonas and antique road shows. but we're getting ahead of ourselves now.

well, all you pretty people.
i just love you, i do.
plus, i think you're great. (i had to say that for my brother. sometimes words come our of my fingertips and i could swear i'm typing from jake kearns' body. like just now. it's the strangest thing.)  

i'm off to europe for the trip i have been dreaming of since i was a little girl. it feels so good to know that it all happens in the morning.

i'll be seeing you!
and i'll write all of your names on abbey road.
because i just think that much of you.
it's a big honor.
you're welcome.

raise your hand if you were humbled this morning.

remember how i like words?

well, i don't just like writing and saying them. 

i loooove reading them too.

and i'm starting my summer reading with this book.

because this man is incredible.  read his story here, and then watch this.

...i can only imagine what he has gone through, and i feel a sort of reverence towards him. 

there are wonderful people who deserve the world at their fingertips. 

matt logelin and his little maddy are two of them. 

i'm reading, and you should be too.