BLAST

Two people in love + camping + fishing + clay pigeon shooting + BYU game watching+ more fishing = never catching anything, freezing booties off in our tent, realizing I am no longer Annie Oakley, a boring BYU game only cause we were STOMPING poor ISU in the FACE.

This.weekend.was.awesome.

I guess it's a good thing we don't have pictures cause that means we were having too much fun to even think of it or care, but I am kind of bummed. I would have liked to get a picture of Marshall's entire fishing pole swinging from a tree limb like Tarzan (he did it on purpose cause he got bored of trying to untangle his line from the tree), it would have been nice to get a pic of the beautiful lake at sunset, or how cool we looked shooting at the range, whatever just try to picture the awesomeness. I will forever stain the world wide web with my written memory so no one can ever forget that we had fun?!?!? in Logan?!?! Maybe we will start to love living here if we escape our forbidden cave of a house more often and learn to associated this lovely city with things other than school, mental strain, and deathly stress...