scrappy

Look how lucky you are you get two whole posts from me in one day! This is another recent happening. I wouldn't call it a celebration, but we should have had a party for it anyway. 

Sometimes Bekah gets a little scrappy and just needs some physical activity of the competitive type. One night, our neighbor, Ladd, showed up at our house with two pairs of boxing gloves, so naturally this happened:

Bex doesn't usually wear a hat like this but some boxing matches just aren't the same without it.

You can really see the rage here. You can practically feel it. Just think how it felt to be in the same room.

This is not a posed picture. Really, not posed. (It might be posed. But look at that form!)

Following the brief training session, we headed back over to the neighbors for a duel. But the neighbors turned out to be gentlemen and wouldn't fight a girl. Maybe after a few more training sessions.

I don't know why this is happening but I can't stop bloooooggggingggg.

I must have opened something up (like a can of worms but I want it to be a can of summertime instead) but I don't even feel bad about it because I know you love it. Especially now that you know I've opened a can of summertime.

I have self-diagnosed myself with brachial plexopathy. It's a painful nerve thing in my left shoulder. It starts in my neck (right under my jaw), spreads down my arm, into my hand, and down my body into my ribs. Very uncomfortable. Good thing I can self-diagnose myself. Now if I could only self-prescribe myself some drugs and be my own physical therapist. Please body, I need you to stop falling apart. Also, I do non-professional diagnoses for friends and family. Talk to Hannah for a referral. 

One of my best friends just went into the MTC yesterday. She is serving a LDS mission in Brazil for the next 18 months. I got to see her for a few minutes yesterday before she left for good. She is so pumped and I know she'll be a great missionary!

I usually don't talk about this sort of thing on here, or rant about anything for that matter, but I can't stop myself. I now understand why we (as dating singles) are encouraged to not just "hang out". Hanging out is fun, I really do enjoy it, but it gets old! Can't boys just man up and ask girls out? or do something so we know you're interested, even if we are just hanging out? I am getting really good at hanging out in a big group. I have a great group of friends, boys and girls, and we hang out a lot. But nothing can happen between any of us (specifically me and a boy) if we are all just hanging out as a group ALL THE TIME. So I'm stuck. Texting everyday sure is fun, and even hanging out in groups is fun, and pretending we are going to do something besides puzzling or watching TV is fun. But we usually just end up texting everyday, hanging out in groups, and doing nothing else but puzzling or watching TV. So let's take it up a level and get this thing going, ok? Ok. Deal.