This was a good semester.

It snowed a lot. I like the snow. Isn't it pretty?

I cooked more of my mother's recipes.

Did I ever walk up this sucker? Every day.

Spring Break in Mexico. Huzzah.

The Blue Cottage. My humble abode for the semester. Moving out tomorrow.

School. Friends. Good grades (hopefully).

Japan relief efforts.

Good drives, good conversations, good company.

New eats. New thoughts. I love diners.

Reuniting with Diana (galpal from Europa).

The semester flew. FLEW. "Busy busy."

Mormon convention with cousin Ty.

Worst of the worst this semester: my bedroom's buzzing fluorescent light. Ick.

My best friend in the whole world weds her high school sweetheart, Braden.

Spring. Finally. Enjoyed the outdoors to their fullest this week.

Breakfast at the Original Pancake house with the female friendlies.

Instructing Nattles on how to reunite with I-15.

Spring Break Highs and Lights

Beautiful beaches, snorkeling, reading, laying, beach volleyball.

The most delicious mango(s) I have ever partaken of.

The sweetest child we found by the beach.

Sibling love. They pulled hair over that map.

Hostel Rio Playa. Included 12 room mates from all sorts of everywhere.

Guacamole with every meal.

New friends.

More new friends.

Dan's sunburn: the brunt of most jokes all week.

Long walks on the beach.

Pico, tortillas, tacos, quesadillas,  burritos, you name it. All delicious. Mostly authentic.

A lovely 10 hour layover each way.

And to end the trip on a good note, some ideal people watching in Dallas.

Spring. Break. Can. Cun.

Freshman year spring break: St. George. 

Sophomore year spring break: San Diego.

Sophomore year (part two) spring break:

Can flipping Cun.

Beach

Guacamole

Sunshine

Collectivos

Tan lines

Shorts

Reading

Classmates

Swimming

Meetings

Spanish

Piña (ahem)

Foreigners

Sandals

Sunburn

Airport

Dancing

Pesos

Photos

Siestas

SPF

Fiestas

Tacos

Life is great.

Good Times 2010

Back to Logan.  Missed it.  Lots of good learning experiences. Lots of
great new friends and good times.  

Spring Break 2010 at San Dee with Kynzie, Melissa the Marshall, and Laurel.
Sun, wind, good food, and one encounter with a young lad from Germany.

Spending time up at the family cabin in Kamas.  They have some great little
finds up in that area.  This is when my cousins from Washington came to
visit.  We had sandwiches and shakes at this diner for lunch. Yum.

The lovely women of PV35. Minus Peanut.  Jen and her crossfit. Melissa and
her never getting sleep.  Madison and her stories about Katelyn.  Kynzie and
her . . . ahem, "dance".  Kynzie is married now, by the way.  It happens.

Back to Montana.  Terribly missing this place at the moment.  This is the
Geyser Grill.  Have worked there previously.  Made it a home with (at one
point) 6 others this summer.  See the window at the top left?  My room. You
could even access the "deck" from crawling out the window. Lovely right?

Stephen Covey's family hired me to clean some giant cabin of theirs out by
Denny Creek Road.  I took this photo one morning while headed out there.
Gorgeous.

Wild West Pizzeria.  One of my three jobs in West Yell.  My absolute favorite
job this summer.  Grant (as pictured) and I worked a few nights together each
week.  We also made shift meals together and shared.  This here is my first
pizza I concocted.  Yummah.

Right in time for 4th of July-ness my family did another great shindig down
in the land of Mexico.  Oh by the way my brother's moving there in Feb. For
two years. 24 months.  However you see it.  And as you can see he's going to
blend right in. No clue where we are in this photo but rest assured knowing
that we had a great time.

Barcelo Maya.  We love this resort.

Hermanas :)

Also snagged the cutest black lab EVER and brought him home.  Jack is
great.  Jack is (now) huge.  Jack thinks he is human.  Tonight I taught him
what "tupperware" and "iPad" mean.

And the long anticipated moment: leaving for Spain!  This is me: fresh,
excited, at the top of my game.  About to endure some major jet lag.

This photo is a little close.  Oh well.  Mother came and visited.  Two incredible
weeks in Spain, Italy, and France.  Probably the best trip of my life thus far.

Paris. France. City of lights.

Came home from Spain.  The siblings were thankfully here.  Corrine arranged
a fun photo shoot before Christmas.  She gave some great photos to Dad.
He loved it.  Davebrewerphoto.com

The offspring.

Christmas morning.  Here I am, stoked about something.  The first Christmas
I have experienced where everyone slept in.  Is that kind of sad?  I think so.

We ate delicious food every five seconds.  My mother made about six different
kinds of incredible Christmas cookies.  These shortbreads: killer.

Needless to say, I won the award for ugliest sweater at the party attended that
night.  Grandma Japanese was nice and told me I looked pretty.  So great to
be with her and the whole family.  Great to be home.  Great to be alive.
Thanks 2010 for more than I could have hoped for.  And as for 2011 I'll roll
with the punches and not expect much.  Because that's just me. I'm a realist.