I witnessed a car accident between two parked cars...

My mom and I were visiting my grandparents in Lake of the Ozarks. While there, we made a stop at Walmart. We got our stuff, went back to our car, and Mom started backing out, and didn't see this car that was pulling out behind us. "Mom! Watch out for that car!" So, she stopped and we started laughing and cracking jokes about it (side note: my family jokes and teases about everything, so if you ever come and visit, consider yourself warned). We started making our way outta the parking lot, and this Mazda Miata was cutting it way across the lot. Teasing my mom further, I told her to watch out for that car, too. We started laughing again, and tried to take a peek at the driver who was not really watching where he was going. Much to our surprise, there wasn't a driver in the car! "What the?! Stop the car!" I hopped outta our car and took off running after the member-less Miata. At first it was rolling slowly, so I was going to try to jump in it and put on the brakes before it hit anything, but it picked up a lot of speed and my better judgment (a.k.a. "Mom") told me I better not try. That poor little thing smashed into the side of this huge pick-up truck with a boat hitched to it. It was horribly hilarious to watch. I went in and told the Walmart people, so they can alert the drivers. The Walmart workers laughed so hard that they almost peed in their pants. I'm guessing that the owner of the Miata was a girl (I'm envisioning someone Paris Hilton-ish) cuz there were bags from girl stores in the back... and she didn't know to put the emergency brake on when parking a stick shift. I forgot to leave my info for witnessing the accident, and asked my mom if I should go back. "Why?" she asked. "What are you going to say... 'I witnessed the accident between the two parked cars'?"

Pictures of the Week: Vitamin D, please! The sequel!

This is the car we rented when we were down there. It was kind of a tight sqeeze for five girls to get into, but we made it work. Okay, that's not true. When heading back to our car after a night on the town, we noticed this eye candy. The owners happened to be walking behind us and overheard us talking about the car, so they let us sit in it.

One night we went to this Middle Eastern restaurant. Jenny's friend, Natalie, has an uncle that owns two yuppy restaurants there. We also befriended Natalie's cousin, John Paul, who happens to be the manager of this restaurant. JP hooked us up with hookas (the bong-lookin' thingys) and this expensive bottle of wine. Thanks, JP!

Here's us again at the same restaurant. Joining our crew is Al (middle, back), Aaron (right, back) and JP (middle, front). Al is a paramedic-firefighter I met on the beach who showed us around town; sweet guy with a great heart. Aaron was our waiter at the restaurant who is working on starting a ministry using sailing to help troubled teens develop relationships and build teamwork and communication skills. JP is the manager of the restaurant; he's very funny and is possibly one of the nicest guys I have ever met.

Here is Heather and I smoking hookas. It's a middle eastern tradition. Don't worry; it's completely drug-free. Mine is flavored like fruit and mint. It reminded me of Alice and Wonderland. I tried to make rings with the smoke, but failed. But it was fun making smoke come outta my nose.

Um, let's just say that I'm a multi-tasker...

Through Al, we met his friend Scott, who was a generous guy who spent the day with us and let us use his kayaks and snorkeling gear. Here is me kayaking. It was amazing. I went out so far that you couldn't see the bottom of the ocean anymore, which kinda freaked me out, so I headed back towards shore a little. Kayaking made me want to live by the ocean.

Here's me wasted, cuz that's what you're suppose to do on vacation. My mom said it would have been more convincing if the cork was off the bottle... dang it...

Me and Jen in the backyard...

Me and Jen on the counter of the house we were at...

And here we are at this French restaurant. Feeling adventurous, I ordered something that I had no idea what it was. It was the best food I had ever had; I just wish I could remember what it was! Joining our group for the night is Natalie (third from the right). She is a friend of Jen's who lives in Florida. She is such a kind and encouraging person, and I was so glad to get to know her. The whole trip was amazing. We met great people, ate exotic foods, and laughed our butts off the whole time. We are already planning our next trip...

Pictures of the Week: Vitamin D, please! (Florida pictures)

Well, a few weeks ago, I got to go to Florida on vacation. Here is me sitting on the beach. We were in a residential area, but everyone could tell I wasn't from around there; I was the only person there who was whiter than the sand. I just keep reminding myself that I am going to have great skin when I'm older...

Here are my beach bunny friends: Tracy, Mallory, and Heather (from bottom to top). Love these ladies! One week, one house, five chicks, not one single fight, hurt feelings, or any whining! Who knew that was possible! It was the best vacation I had ever been on.

As you can see, the sun and myself got along great... as long as I wore 50 spf, a shirt, and sat under an umbrella. One day when I was sitting under the umbrella, I was reading "Blue like Jazz" and was so into it that I didn't notice that my foot and knee cap were no longer under the umbrella. They got so beet red; my foot is still burnt and my knee is the only tan part of my body.

Here's me and Jenny about to catch some waves... actually we stole this boards from some guys on the beach and took pictures with them so people will think we are cool.

Here is my "Baywatch" impression.

Jen and me posing...


Jenny and me in the airport before our trip. I was so freakin' nervous about flying. My favorite part of this picture is the guy in the background picking his nose. Our flight back was, well, interesting. There was A/C problems, so the inside of the plane was dripping. They actually suggested over the intercom that if you have an umbrella, feel free to use it during the flight. I about died laughing! I started cracking jokes about how they were going to pass out complimentary ponchos, and have slip n' slide down the aisle. Bah-ha-ha! Okay, maybe you had to be there. Everyone around me thought it was funny...

Um... we had a lot of fun...

Here me with Mallory, Tracy, and Jen.