After wedding festivities the fam threw a shower for mommy-to- be Monica on Saturday. As usual, she looked super cute and pregnant all wrapped into one! However, I didn't snap one pic. I'm awful! Anyway, Sunday was the trek back home...in the car...for 12 hours. However, not a bad gig with the whole back bench of the beastly van for James and I to share. We never seem to get enough time together anymore. Sometimes we just need to be stuck together for 12 hours in such a small proximity!
The only downfall of the entire weekend was the absence of Snelgrove's burnt almond fudge ice cream in my stomach. It's the best, and unfortunately, it appears as though it's gone...forever! We searched every grocery store in the Salt Lake area, but to no avail. I know you think we are losers for spending our time in search of ice cream, but you nonbelievers just don't understand because the sweet taste of Snelgrove's has never graced your smackers, and your life will never be complete because of it. Yeah- it's that big of deal. I feel I need closure; like a memorial, or funeral service of some sort...



Mechanical Pencils,0.7 mm lead: I generally averaged about 5 fresh new pencils per final! You do the math! 

