Andy Milonakis,....Naked.

I know the post is HUGE, but the stories are great, so snuggle in & get ready.

In 2 hours I will be heading home from work (2 hours early, thanks to my Saint of a boss) to pack my bags, and head to Vegas until late Sunday night. I'm nervous, the last 2 Vegas excursions have been nothin but BAD NEWZ.


Last Time: wrecked the bottom of my car into a ditch (if you can call it that, it was more like a sinkhole that came out of nowhere and grabbed the bottom of my car). I obliterated 1 of the 2 motor-mouths (which i'm told is the part that holds the engine onto your car). Oops, so despite the fact that we were sure my car would break down we drive to vegas, where we see a reggae concert and witnessed obese african women shaking body parts i didn't think could shake, eat our body weight in yogurtland
(more on that later), go to Victorias secret, which caused Kendra to file bankruptcy. Get lost. and worst of all- see a vagina, seriously, i did. I thought it was some type of law that when you wear a Denim Miniskirt (and trust me, this woman shouldn't have been showing any type of leg, let alone her genitalia). you should wear panties to cover up your areas. NO, she decided she was celebrating balls out friday, and i just happened to be the lucky person who looked up when i was behind her on the stairs.

Time before last: While those who were in the first car waited patiently in St. George for the others to arrive, in Scipio, good ol' Jake Spencer drives the car (i should clarify, his brother in laws car) into the gas station, parks, and everybody (Tanner Simmons, Kelli, Kendra,& Ashley) gets out to go to the bathroom. they return to the car, and as jake feels in his pockets, he realizes he's missing something, "hey guys, where are my keys?", after looking at each other brady bunch style for ten minutes they start searching, the car, the gas station, the ground, the bathrooms, each other. NOBODY has the keys. Interesting. They call me, and say they're stranded, i call them liars. Fast forward 2 hours, and they still can't find them.

this is what Jake looks like in that moment:


they are 100 percent stranded in Scipio with no spare keys. It's roughly 11 PM So, naturally they start accusing people, thinking someone got in the car, & took the keys, so the gas station attendant fights with them for a good hour until they finally get to look at the security tapes. nobody took the keys. Kendra calls triple A, who tows them 100 miles for free, turns out provo was closer than st. george, so they backtrack 100 miles.


Todd (ash's cute boyfriend) drives from LOGAN to PROVO with a spare set of keys. At this point Kendra and Ashley jump ship and go with todd back to logan, kelli tanner and jake continue the journey from provo to st. geezy. I'm not gonna go into detail, but let's just say someone was speeding, and someone got pulled over, and someone got a HUGE ticket. fast forward 3 hours. I have a huge headache, so i take some tylenol pm (which if you know me, you know that shiz will knock me out for days at a time.) and go to bed, locking the front door (like a rahtard) i tell kelli "call me when you get here and i'll come let you guys in" i then pass out. Fast forward 5 hours. i awake to the sunlight blaring on my face. i roll over and stretch. SHIT (that was necessary, it was my exact thought in that point in time). KELLI. i roll over, grab my phone, 27 missed calls, 3 voicemails, and 6 texts. OOPS. Megan Mitchell rolls over and looks at me with a fear in her eyes i can only liken to seeing Andy Milonakis Naked.


We run as fast as we can outside as i listen to a voicemail from kelli saying
"caitlin, (full name, i'm for sure in trouble) I'm trying not to be mad, but we're locked out of the house, and it's six in the morning, and i'm tired, and cold, and tired, bye".
everyone's phone is dead.
OOPS.
Megan and I get in the car and drive around st. george, they had to go to a hotel, right?
"sorry ladies, every hotel is booked due to the Utah High School Band Camp Festival"
(yet another reason why band geeks ruin my life)
so, kewl. we've lost 3 friends and they're stranded somewhere in St. G with nowhere to sleep.
fast forward 2 hours.
turns out they stayed with Jake's brother and sister in law.
I've never felt so bad in my whole life.


So, you can see how i'm a little worried about this trip to vegas.
and i just about have a foodgasm everytime i think about yogurtland. toasted coconut, get in or around my mouth!!!
But i'm going with the bestie, so it'll be juuuust fine.... right?
Last night at Raptors we ran into our 7th, 8th & 9th grade english teacher, Mr. Smith, and when he saw us together he said
" oh geez, are you guys always together?"
in unison "pretty much"
...some things just never change.
don't you love that?

Also, i was having a late night convo with one of my favorite "some-things-never-change" guys... in 8-ish years of knowing each other i'm usually the one giving him the poetic advice, he said somethin pretty true, & i thought I'd share it, i have to document the only time he's ever said something really intelligent. haha.
"do things off first reaction, go off your gut feeling, things will fall into place when you least expect it."

how true it is. some things never change.
have a great weekend, love you all.
oh ps, the missing scipio key mystery was never solved, nobody ever found the keys, and we have no idea what actually happened.