Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

On Presidents' Day, We Went Skiing:





Key:
Yellow Coat = Jordan
Gray Coat = Jocelyn
Burnt Orange Coat = Me
Snowboarder = Brian
Black Coated Skiing Man = Mr. JP

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Walmart: 1 Grace: 0

Last night at about midnight, Jean Paul decided that we really needed to buy Giants' shirts to watch the Superbowl.  So off we went to Walmart! 


 Strike one: Walmart doesn't carry any NFL paraphernalia
Strike two: They have also stopped carrying Yoo-hoo's
Strike three: I stepped in someone's vomit on the way out
{see below}



So we came to the conclusion that the only way to salvage our little outing was with a trip to In-n-Out.



Go Giants!

Thursday, December 22, 2011

A Little Costa Rica Update

Our trip thus far:
The good, the bad, and the memory-makers

  • The house we're renting has 4 bedrooms and 5 bathrooms... but half of the bathrooms in the house we're renting don't have hot water and they have to order the broken part from Panama??
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  • Jean Paul and I have out own little separate apartment... but I somehow ended up flat on my back outside our door because I thought there were only 2 steps down to our door and there were actually 3. Ouch.
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  • The power went out 5 times the first night we got here but candlelight really got us into the Christmas spirit.
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  • Apparently it has rained all month but we haven't had a day of rain since we got here! Bam.
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  • Watching Mitz (my mother) repel down 6 waterfalls was both the most classic experience of my life and most impressive event I've witnessed in a while. 
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  • Jean Paul and I might be the cutest couple ever-- we bought matching braided bracelets at the market.
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  • Anytime we drive somewhere new usually the first thing locals say is "Wow! That's a big car." Apparently Ford Expeditions aren't too common around here. We also had someone ask how many people we thought we could fit into it.  
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  • Guess who's finally had time to sit down and read a book?! Best part about not being in school for sure.
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  • And don't worry- Mitz was thinking ahead and we have both Christmas lights and a Merry Christmas banner up in the house, brought here all the way from Utah. 
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 Don't mind me throwing up the "hang-loose" sign on the far right... Wrong culture? Ehh whatever.




Thursday, November 10, 2011

The night in which we scared our friends half to death

Last weekend, Jean Paul and I, along with our two friends Eric and Kimmi, somehow ended up watching "The Strangers" on TV. You may recall me mentioning how much I HATE scary movies, so needless to say I was not too pleased with this decision but didn't want to be the only one who ruined the "fun". So I watched it. 

 Worst. Idea. Ever. 

Here's the premise of the movie: 
This couple is staying at a lake house and three random people keep knocking on the door, breaking in, moving things around, throwing their cellphones into the fire, basically just terrorizing them all night for no real reason and eventually end up killing them both. And the three people are wearing CREEPY masks. 
Here's a picture to feast your eyes upon: 
Scared? Me too. 

We were all terrified. Eric and Kimmi couldn't sleep, I was convinced my life had run it's course and I would die that night, and it didn't really phase Jean Paul, which was minorly comforting... but not really. 

So here's the best part: 
The night after we watched it, Jean Paul comes up with the genius idea to drive out to Eric and Kimmi's with masks on and knock on their door late at night. (He's a great friend)

He somehow got me on board and before I know it we've made masks out of white T-shirts with holes cut out of them (refer to above picture), driven over to their apartment, and are knocking on their door. Over and over and over again. 

At first, there was no answer. Then we heard Eric ask "who's there?"
And we just knocked again and again and didn't answer him hahahaha

They would NOT open the door and Jean Paul had to eventually say something. So the door finally opens, and we see Eric holding a golf club and with Kimmi behind him holding her cell phone, ready to dial 9-1-1. 
Hahahahahahaha
Best. Prank. Ever. 

They are really good sports to still be friends with us, and I am pretty happy Eric didn't have a gun.