Twenty for Twenty-Twelve

This post concept was stolen shamelessly from my friend Kelly, the delightful indie princess I hope to one day become. The original idea was one picture for every month– you know, like, 12 pictures total. But I am so terrible at consolidating. So here it is.

JAN brady

MLKJ day

FEBby webby

Sarah's [London] bridal shower!

MARsha brady

Orbit commercial.

APE ril

International lovers.

 

mother MAY i

Hiding all the boys' furniture in our room. So worth it.

I forgot this picture ever existed. What a gem.

JEFFERSON. We were so smitten. Best internship ever.

they say when you marry in JUNE...

Our faces are streaked with mud. Ballers.

More internship, but doing real work this time.

Alex Boye. He's British, so kind of a big deal.

JEWEL eye

Merica.

AUGUST rush

Lots of girls get their wisdom teeth taken out so they can look more like me.

"This is the crew– mia familia"

SEPTimus severus snape

Call me Bear Grylls, minus the au natural ice baths and drinking elephant poop.

OCT over

Good news! Hogwarts is real.

NOV– is very very extraordinary; E–

BYU women's soccer

Mission call to the San Fernan!

back to DECEMBER all the time

Broadcast Journalism: by definition, the best-looking major on campus

"Rudolph" came to visit this year... I especially liked his sock hooves.

Chattanooga Girls. now; forever.

After the most disappointing apocalypse ever, let's ring out the wild bells. 

Cheers, 2013!

A Capitol Fourth

Or, "The Time I Took Three Showers in One Day."

Let me throw it out there:
I love America. Unabashedly.
I love that we are a nation with a heritage of idealism instead of genetics. I love American football. I love that we picked such classy colors for a flag. I love that we invented things like country music and escalators. I love that we have at least 9 different biomes JUST in the continental US, and that you can roadtrip them ALL. I can't wait to see our team represent at the Olympics. (I still think "America the Beautiful" should have been our national anthem, but I guess it's a little late for that now.) I love the founding fathers. I've been reading the letters of John and Abigail Adams on the way to work every day; they are fabulous.

Also, I love cornbread. A whole heckofalot. (If you come to D.C., get off the Foggy Bottom metro and get some right away from Devon & Blakely's, on 23rd right before BTS. You will not regret it.)

4th of July in D.C. > 4th of July everywhere else.

Arriving downtown after shower #1, there was a samba band playing. See that guy in the wheelchair? I danced with him and kissed my hand. I choose to believe he was a war vet.

This girl. kills me. Nothing says 'MERICA like three wolves and a flag.

Parade. Lots of Asian floats. The great eagle took a nosedive.

(I pretended like I knew nothing about marching band.)

"Flags! Flags! Flags for a dollar!" Haylee and I were helpless.

Lunch. Shower #2. Rest.

The Jefferson Memorial is my favorite. I like it because it overlooks the water and because it has the best architecture and lots of great quotes that acknowledge God.

Baby, you're a firework.

We walked home. Ate popsicles. And I took shower #3.

I didn't think much could top last year's hot air balloon festival and free front-row tickets to Stadium of Fire where I saw David Archuleta in the flesh [press pass hollah!]
...But that was before I decided to come to D.C.