My Best Friend's Wedding

Ashley Nish got married today in the Mt. Timpanogos Temple and became Mrs. Jason Anderson.

At the Temple




At the Reception















It was a great, happy day.

Something Frilly, Something Sweet, Something Sexy to Knock Him Off His Feet

Tonight was Ashley's bachelorette party at the Hard Rock Cafe. We all had so much fun (I hope) and it could not have been more perfect. I love eating and laughing with my friends! I think it was a great stress reliever for us all :)
Thanks everyone for coming, and thank you Ashley for letting us celebrate with you.


Starting clockwise from the left: Ashley, Alli, Megan, Kendra, Monica, Jessica, Lesley, and Kristen.

Feminist Rantings

*The following is a comment I made on a friends blog back in January*

Ooh- I have to tell you a story that happened to me at ward dinner tonight.
A cute guy that I sat next to in Gospel Doctrine last week came up to me after Sacrament meeting, while I was talking with some friends (totally cut into the converstation, but he's hot so he can do that kind of thing) and we started talking. Apparently he finds twins fascinating.
So we get in line for food, then he comes and sits next to me a crowded table. He started asking 'get to know you' questions and then some how he got to the liberal/conservative issue. I said I was a liberal-conservative and then he challenged me to "prove it." I normally don't play this sort of game at church, but he's from Norway and therefore exotic; so instead of talking politics, I started talking Feminism, which I thought would be safe in such company.
Well, I shared my Disney Princess theory: Disney Princesses such as Cinderella and Snow White play into mid-century sexual politics- illustrating that "good girls" sing and clean, and if they clean and sing enough, their Prince Charming will come and wisk them away to a castle in the sky to live happily ever after.
Well, a rather quiet, homely looking girl who I really have never spoken to but have seen several times, freaks out at me and starts debating with me. I try to stay as polite as possible (we are still at church) but she was livid. Well, pretty quickly, the Scandinavian hotty takes off.
He asked me to prove it, and I went for the jugular! I guess I "proved" it to him after all.
I don't think he'll be sitting with me again anytime soon, oops :)
Moral of the story kids- don't talk to people when you have thesis on the brain 24/7. You tend to scare them.

*Update*
Well... the Scandinavian hotty did come back; we still don't talk politics.