Also, if it seems like I only hang out with Brad that is probably because I only hang out with Brad. How many times can I say Brad in one post I wonder? Brad, brad, brad. Oh my.
The weekend started out with tennis. While Brad still kicked my trash it was much closer this time. I just get all hyped up because the score is so close, and then I choke. It is a mental thing and not a skill thing I swear! Btw, I have been informed that I am terrible at trash-talking. Apparently you are not supposed to laugh while trying to intimidate someone.
7 Peaks was our Saturday activity, and I went down the second biggest slide (see orange slide in the photo below. I did the blue one on the other side that is almost identical). I didn't open my eyes once during the entire thing, I was so scared! But despite my protests, I am glad that I was pretty much forced into it :)
As Brad was so sweet to model for me as seen below, we used some gross but effective spray sunscreen so none of us got burned... I am pretty sure that I could use this picture for blackmail if I wanted to someday...
We ate an entire $5 pizza on the way home, and then got these amazing fresh strawberry shakes. Brad got the shake all over his face.
Another good weekend almost over. I am beginning to live for them even though I like my job... I love my summer days in the sun!

