First Missionary:)

This week we lost one of our own, although she is only like a mile up the road and we pass her every week when we go to the temple.... But we are so happy for her and wish her well in all of her efforts as a missionary in the Rochester New York mission. All of her weekly emails will be on her blog which is.....

http://blacksocksrock.blogspot.com/

Her address will also be posted on her blog. SO write her so that she knows we still love her and are counting the days till she returns to us..

Sweet Revenge

My dear blog readers.  This will be the last adventure I post to the adventures of Shiz and Kidney for a while.  As those of you who know me know, I do not to ANYTHING halfway.  Liz thought it would be a great idea to put whipped cream in my face at the ward Thanksgiving Dinner last night. Of course, I wasn't going to take that one sitting down. 

I woke up at 5 a.m. to drive up to Provo, something I knew Liz would not expect.  I had the whipped cream in the car and was ready to make a mess.  This video documents the event that took place.

In honor of the Thanksgiving season, I am so grateful for a friend like Liz.  She is the only one in the world I know I could do this to and the first thing she would think is, "I sure hope they got a picture of this."  Love you Liz!

Last Friday Night (redone and in my opinion better but ssshhhh don't tell Katy Perry)

It was a dark and stormy night, actually not stormy at all but dark, when they met at Maltie's Malt Shoppe and Cafe. Who knew that in just a few moment all their lives would go to pieces right in front of their own eyes.

Last Friday Night, apartment ten held their annual murder mystery dinner on 11-11-11 (I know, perfect date right?). As we all know this is a very sought after event. Everyone wants to receive and invitation in the mail from us, or this is what we have convinced ourselves is true.

It was a blast!!!! I could not have pictured it going any better than it did. Here is a song that we wrote in honor of the great times we had and some of the pictures we took that night.

To the Tune of "Last Friday Night" by Katy Perry

"Pictures of that night

ended up online

Too cool

For School

And the blast from the past

made us want it to last

DAAAAANG......

Last Murder Night

we hung out with awesome guys

with pretty fantastic thighs

their sick looks burned our eyes,

Last Friday Night

yeah we ate at Maltie's Shop

Listened to that ole jute box

then we ate and talked a lot

Last Murder Night

Conner knew it all along

Shot gun wedding and a bomb

we're glad you all could come

Last Murder Night

yeah we think we broke the law

Go forth, be virtuous and never stop

Whoa-oh-oah!!

Do it all again!!!

Introducing the famous and sought after cast ...........

Penny Lofer

Del Toydes

Bea B'Aupper

Rick Alcitrent

Pris E. Teene

Joe K. Awledge

E.C Leigh

Dee C. Duecer

Cal Q Layder

The whole Gang Back Together Again

Ballad of Allissa

Sorry for the long dry spell. As you can probably guess it has been a very busy semester. Let me start of by saying our apartment is now the place to hang out. There isn't a day that goes by when someone doesn't stop by. I think that it is awesome! Although it is quite distracting when you are trying to get some homework done.

Anyways one night when Allissa was away, Greg came over and was waiting for her. She took a little longer to return than previously thought. So Greg came up with a song to sing his feelings......

ENJOY!!! https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10150407337452640

The Cupboard Above the Fridge

Shiz and Kidney, of number ten, Bountiful Court, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold with such nonsense.

Shiz was a manager at BYU catering, which catered food. She was a firey red-head with a very loud laugh. Kidney was fun-loving psychiatrist who enjoyed staying up late and sleeping in late. Shiz and Kidney had four other roommates and in their opinion, there were no finer roommates anywhere.

The roommates had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that somebody would discover it.....

(Enter dramatic Harry Potter theme music)

Their greatest secret and fear was known to pop up, unannounced, and disrupt the regular comings and goings of the apartment complex. This secret was none other than the girl who lived.... in Mapleton. She repeatedly stopped by apartment ten, wreaking havoc and mayhem for its occupants.

Despite her mayhem, the roommates were somewhat fond of the girl who lived...in Mapleton. They would have loved to take her in but due to circumstances out of their control, they were only able to present her with the cupboard above the fridge, which she gladly accepted. Her little cupboard was greatly appreciated and really helped her to feel a part of the activities of the apartment.

.....


Haha, hello readers that are still there, Tairsa here. Just wanted to update you on number ten, Bountiful Court. I am no longer an actual roommate there, as I will be leaving on a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in November. They have given me the cupboard above the fridge and to honor that and the fact that I recently reread all seven Harry Potter books, I thought I would pay tribute to my much appreciated cupboard.

We are looking forward to a whole year of excellent new adventures, so stay tuned!

Story of my life.... well not mine per say

So we have friend named Lewis who has a habit of making up stories. One night a couple weeks ago, Lewis told kidney and I our life stories. Lets just say that they were pretty entertaining. Therefore kidney and I had to come up with our own story of Lewis's life. Hence one night at dinner we started the story and passed it around the table so everyone could add their own little parts. Here is the story we came up with (which is totally true!):

Lewis's Life Story,

Once upon a time there was a little shriveled, green, alien baby named Lewis. Both his parents were aliens who looked like humans, so they did not expect their child to look so unusual. It was quite a surprise when Lewis was born.

His big eyes and chiseled chin made the alien nurses drool! They couldn’t believe their own eyes. Not only was this baby so unusual looking, but when he opened his mouth, the most beautiful music came out. As a child, the strapping young lad constantly received special attention, mostly because of his remarkable appearance. His parents watched him closely, hoping he would eventually look more human. And eventually he did!

One day when he was 7 years, 3 months, and 29 days old he came upon a secret garden. The hunch-backed old farmer presented little Lewis with a bag of magical mushrooms. Upon sifting through the contents of the bag he came upon a vial of potion. The potion was a thick orange soup which had magical powers. Lewis was forever changed after sipping the vial of delicious magical soup.

With every sip of this magical potion, Lewis felt an odd bubbling within his stomach. Since the soup tasted like cotton candy and sauerkraut, the poor little boy didn’t notice the fantastic changes taking place all over his body. Lewis’s legs grew 2 feet and sprouted broccoli! His skin turned a sparkly tickle-me-pink, and a strange kind of hairy, black, curly froth grew from the top of his head.

Now, the biggest problem with all of these changes was the tickle-me-pink sparkly skin. You see, all the girls fall helplessly in love with his skin and have a terribly hard time keeping their tickling hand away from his body. This was an especially difficult problem for Lewis because he was VERY ticklish, and when he is tickled he makes a rather obnoxious noise. He cackled like a hen laying an egg, a very difficult egg to lay, I might add.

This was a major problem because his laugh attracted all the llamas in the city to him. They would break out of their cages and charge at him. This made everyone in the city really angry because they kept losing all their llamas due to their suicidal tendencies.

Baaaad Llama! Baaaad Llama! Lewis screamed as he tried desperately to run away. Just as he was about to turn the corner, the mother of all llamas stared him straight in the eyes, as drool fell from her big wet lips. All Lewis could do was open his mouth an d start singing the only song that came to his mind…

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey…” and as he sang, he noticed that the llama mama just became more and more agitated. Just as this huge and crazed llama was about to devour him whole, young Lewis recalled that he still had the bag of mushrooms given to him by the hunch-backed farmer. Figuring that he probably had nothing to lose at this point, he pulled out the bag of magical mushrooms and started to feed them to the frenzied Mama Llama Mama, and she began to shrink.

Now, the shrinking of the mama llama caused a lot of confusion. You see, the mama llama didn’t look or act like a Mama Llama so all the other llamas went looking for her. Lewis definitely lucked out!

Now that the llama drama was over, Lewis had time to focus on important endeavors like playing chess, watching movies, and slaying dragons. On the day that Lewis turned 15 years, 4 months, and 2 days, the chief alien warlock summoned him to his purple cake palace. It turns out, there was a purple cake eater monster on the loose! The chief alien warlock wanted Lewis to lead the Legion of Young, Muscley men to destroy this horrid monster. Lewis accepted immediately. This wonderful, brave, young man ran all the way through the castle until he accidentally ran smack into the chief alien warlock’s daughter Isalizoramanishoe.

At the sight of her earlobe, Lewis’s heart stopped for 10 whole seconds. When it finally restarted, he knew it was love at first sight. He now knew what people meant when they said that they were “triturated”. As he looked into Isalizoramanishoe’s golden eyes, Lewis forgot all about the purple cake eater monster. Like a dream, he swept her into a waltz. Unfortunately, it was at that moment the purple cake eater monster turned the corner.

“One, two, three….One, two, three..” “Don’t step on my foot” screamed Isalizoramanishoe! Lewis was taken by surprise due to the hoarse tone of her voice. He grinned and just kept waltzing. It was then that Lewis started to smell something very horrid. As he twirled Isalizoramanishoe around one last time he dropped her out of sheek fear. The purple cake eater monster crawled slowly licking it’s hideous teeth. Lewis remembered that if he ever faced a monster, the first thing he needed to do was yodel the Roman alphabet.

As the yodeling proceeded, the purple cake eater monster fell fast asleep. Lewis then locked it in a cage so that it could not cause anymore troubles for the kingdom. Now, Isalizoramanishoe was so grateful to Lewis that she told him about a family secret. She said that there was a forest where some magical flowers grew. If he would eat this flower he would then turn into a normal looking human alien.

So Lewis and Isalizoramanishoe went searching for this forest. After a month and 22 days of searching they finally found the flower that would change Lewis's life forever. When he ate it, the flower tasted like watermelon and limes, much better than the potion he drank earlier in his life. After waiting a day and a half, Lewis started feeling light in the head. He started seeing colors flying around in front of his eyes, speaking in tongues, and he became delirious. After 15 days, Lewis finally opened his eyes to find that he looked like every other human alien on the planet. He started dancing around like a leprechaun and singing.

Well now that Lewis looked like a normal everyday human alien, he could finally go to school without being made fun of or attracting all the llamas. He started school at the age of 16. Fortunately, Lewis had a lot of life experience so he was a very accelerated learner. Therefore he graduated after only 3 and a half years. And the rest is history.......

Well that's all folks!!!! Hope you liked it:)

You DIB!!!

Well it is summer time. Actually it has been for a little while but lets not quibble over the details. This past weekend, Shiz's cousin came to visit. At some point, which we are still not sure how this happened, we came up with a new put down. So now when ever you want to insult someone, you can do it with one word. You can call them a DIB. As in a "Dirty Ice Ball". We came up with this by comparing the person we are putting down to Pluto and its digression from a planet to a dirty ice ball. Thus our new insult was born. Watch out it is going to be the next big thing!!!!

Yeah We are that Cool!

So as this year comes to a close and everyone goes their separate ways until this next fall, We just want to take a glance back at the good times of Apartment TEN!! So here are the best quotes of the year:).......

• "I am going to be really upset when I am 24 and still a virgin!" -Allissa
• "Why is he stingle?" -Sydney
• "Shiz'll Shin Me!" -Tairsa
• "Yes, a moose tush... sometimes they are that hairy!" -Kim
• "How are you doing? I'm working on it." -Liz
• "What is a word that means 'awesome' and starts with 'T'?" "Tairsa" -Sydney and Tairsa
• "You have beautiful lip stick... Do you mind sharing?" -Kyle
• "Good spur of the moment name coming up with." -Sydney
• "You cool MY rack." -Tairsa
• "Tairsa and I were trying to make questions to each other." -Kim
• "Wow, this seat is really forward!" -Sydney
• "I got a tark from clext." -Tairsa
• "Men so steamy they will cook our cocoa for us!" -Kim
• "Tairsa, you need to watch more stupid sleazy movies." -Sydney
• Robbie *Hug* "I think I'm kissing your bicep..." -Sydeny
• "I'm really hot could you get off me?...That would be great." -Liz
• "Oh good, 'cause down there is boring! Up here is where it's at!" -Allissa
• "Boys get lodged up in there and they don't loosen out!!" -Sydney
• "That's how I like my books... medium- rare." -Tairsa
• "Constipational physics?" -Kim
• "You said you wouldn't gonna do it!" -Liz
• "The baby competition starts now." -Sydney
• "You just raped my popcorn bag!" -Sydney "and it was fun!" -Tairsa
• "How did you get laid so many times?" -Sydney
• "You're a sexual connotation." -Tairsa
• "I need to read a book, but it's in the oven right now." -Kim
• "Did I tell you about my engaged fiance?" -Sydney
• "Oh my goodness, I'm loosing my pants!" -Liz
• "That Bleepin' Bipolar Bubble!!!"
• "NPT.........that means No Plumbing Terribly." -Sydney
• "I'm not accountable for what I say!" -Tairsa
• "Just Beeee yourself!" -Sydney "Yeah, but don't Peeee yourself!" -Kim
• "LCD......Looking Cool Duh!" -Meggie
• "I want some shiz on my kidney!" -Sydney
• "You guys don't think I'm funny enough to go on the wall." -Allissa
• "Her tongue was out and everything!" -Tairsa
• "Excuse my indecency!" -Kim
• "The church disorients me!!" -Sydeny
• "... But I'm the main dish." -Tairsa
• "So Liz, I've been googling menstrual abnormalities..." -Sydney
• "Orange juice is like my beer... or vodka." -Liz
• "You look good naked..." -Sydney
• "Well I'm not gonna kiss her!" -Kim
• "You got fork all up in my frosting." -Tairsa
• "It's always a party in MY mouth!" -Sydney
• "Well I know who I'm sitting next to in the winter time!" -Kim
• "So my shampoo bottle asked me a question..." -Sydney
• "You're a fat banana!" -Allissa
• "He would do a deceptive cadence!" "He is deceptive!" -Tairsa and Kim
• "NPT...National Pipe Threat!?!?!?!" -Liz
• "You're a waster paper!" -Tairsa
• "You have water hair!" -Kim
• "So what you really mean is..." -Sydeny
• "But now you have enough laundry detergent to bury a cow!" -Tairsa
• "So Dad, I'm thinking of naming my child Blah..." -Liz
• "He likes the way you use your lips!" -Kim
• "I'm baggin' what you're mowin!" -Tairsa
• "I have limited ear buds!" -Kim
• "Sometimes I don't make sense to me." -Sydney
• "We should make a naughty man our wife." -Liz
• "I fell asleep in two classes today.... oh wait, I only had one." -Tairsa
• "This is annoying! I am either starving or peeing!!" -Kim
• "I only like being creepy when people like it." -Sydney
• ""I'm funny!" -Tairsa
• "I was thinking..work or... this could pertain to my eternal salvation!" -Kim
• "I'm so hungry I could eat the door off!!" -Sydney
• "My bubble is bipolar!" -Tairsa
• "Yeah, I just have to strip down!" -Kim
• "Pop one, Fart one..." -Kim
• "You are hormonally hott to me right now." -Sydney
• " I wish I looked like I was hungry" -Tairsa
• "Actually, dying is illegal." -Kim
• "My Dad used to steal my mom all the time." -Allissa

Yea I hope you enjoyed that as much as we did:) TEHE TEHE!!!

FHE Awesomeness!!!!

Random is the one word that describes our FHE group this year. We are the weirdest mix of people I have ever met and yet we fit together perfectly.

So Dad came up to us the other day and told us all about our FHE activity this week. It is an oscar night with each group making up and filming their own movies.

The bad part was that there was no general theme to the movies. It could be about anything you wanted it to be. This caused problems because we all had such great ideas that we couldn't decide on just one movie. Thus our creativity came into play and we combined all our great ideas into one phenomenal movie.

Which I have to state won best music at the oscars and probably took second place for the best overall film. Here it is, our premiere film titled "A Day in the Life"..........................................

Mr. Bo Jangles Get Right Out of Yo' Home!

Ahem.
My dearest darlingest blog followers,

You may think this is a picture of three lovely ladies transporting a dead body for some ridiculously evil activity. Alas, you would be mistaken. The man in the photo is in fact alive, and the lovely ladies (who are in fact women, and are in fact very beautiful) are indeed none other than Shiz, Kidney, and Toto. Also, we are not evil, so rid your minds of such ridiculous thinkings this very instant. Absolutely Shameful.
No my friends, this is what happens when our buddy Bo Jangles decides he is "too tired" to move himself from off of his couch to come to our apartment to play games with us. He did mention that he would come if we carried him, however. We took him up on that offer.....mostly just to prove a point. So, the three of us subsequently carried Mr. Bo Jangles down stairs to our apartment. We felt pretty dang buff and exhausted (but don't tell him that) by the time we reached our apartment. Our mission had been accomplished, and we felt a certain sense of victorious pride. The occasion was so momentous that during the excursion, Bo's roommate, Brother Bear, deemed it prudent to document the proceedings on film (okay, I think it was actually his phone). An evening of marvelous festivities then commenced and there was much rejoicing. Yay.
The End.
Cool story, huh? :)

Respectfully and Never-endingly Yours,

Syd.

Pictshauhsss of de Awesome. :)

Apt. 10 trying to hula at the ward luau....

Us outside of The Cheesecake Factory! (minus Allissa who was our photographer)

Shiz and Kidney....together forever <3

Mystery Dinner back in November, 2010. When people first started realizing how awesome we are.

Personally, I think I make a better girl....but Shiz also looks super hottttt in this one. 

I hope you enjoy this little sampling of our exploits. More mind-blowing photography (of us, of course) will inevitably follow.

Sincerest Regards,

Kidney

Coming to you from yours truly

Hello blog readers! You haven't had the opportunity to hear from me yet so I decided to bless your life with a little insight to apartment ten.

We are ten!
We are so single it drives us crazy!
We are ten!
We like to party like there's no tomorrow!
We are ten!
We are spontaneous and a little bit awkward,
But get to know us, and we will change your life!!

Pretty much, this song has become our trademark. Sunday afternoon Robby made the mistake of asked our apartment for a favor. I believe he got more than he bargained for. Simultaneously Shiz and I had a light bulb turn on in our heads and we began to brainstorm.

Song? Dance? Poem? Skit? Oh the possibilities. We played around with "All the single ladies" as well as "girl worth fighting for" but finally settled in on "I'll make a man out of you" from Mulan. Brilliant! We aren't men, but we sure are ten!

In a matter of half an hour we had the lyrics written out and we were excited to perform.

Right after the opening song we start off with "let's get down to business...." and cheers erupted. By the end we had screams and catcalls as the infamous apartment ten made their first live debut. This was also filmed and will be linked to this blog as soon as someone smarter than me figures out how to do it.

Anyway, moral of the story... apartment ten rocks! And we WILL change your life!

Signing out.

Fictionist's Non-fiction on Rolling Stone

Dear Friends,

Kidney here. Or Syd, if associating me with an internal organ is too weird for you. You six amazing and devoted followers of this blog are wonderful and rare and exceptional people. Thank you for that. Now I am going to use this post to promote something that I love and am excited about. Although it has very little to do with the insane exploits of my roommates and I (and I apologize profusely), it is something somewhat important to my life at least.

The link/embed thing below is for an alternative/indie rock group called Fictionist. They are one of my favorites and I encourage anyone who reads this to check them out! Their music blows my mind, I am so in love. I first experienced their music on April 1, 2010. I went to a show at Velour Live Music Gallery in Provo with my brother, Nick, and we both had our socks and shoes knocked right off. For real. Don't spread this around, but I'm pretty sure their music is like a drug for me. That spectacular and euphoric.

Anyways, they are competing in a contest for a chance to be on the cover of Rolling Stone magazine. Which is kind of a big deal for an unsigned band. They do rock, and they do deserve to win! They are doing pretty well so far, but if you like them too then vote for them and make their dreams come true! They will make a difference, and they will make the world a better place. Heck, they already have! And you can make a difference in the world by making a difference to them. Vote and be heard.

Power to the people!

With all the love in my tender little heart,
Kidney :)

Valentine Vagabonds

Love is like a box of chocolates. Sweet at first but then it makes you want to puke!

At the start of this most glorious of overdone commercialized "holidays", this year for V-day, the dastardly duo Shiz and Kidney carried out a most deviously maniacal plot around about one in the morning.
You may now be wondering, "What vandalicious delinquency could they have done???" (Okay, maybe not those exact words, but ya get me).

Well, obviously, we got some ninjas in the BC....They're climbin' in yo' windows, they're scarin' ya half ta death, tryin' ta love ya. So y'all need ta hide your candy, hide your flowers, hide your cookies, hide your ice cream, and hide your chocolate, cuz they're eatin' everythin' out here. You don't have to weep anymore, we're givin' you love, we gonn' find you, we gonn' hug you. Now you can run and tell that, run and tell that, run and tell that HOMEBOY, home, home, homeboy.

Hope you enjoyed that. We sure enjoyed writing it. Tee hee, tee hee.....
But, for reals. That gave you next to no information about last night's Shiz on your Kidney exploits. We apologize, sometimes we just get a wee bit carried away in our own brilliance. It happens. Let's see....what privileged informations shall we yet divulge on this all-too-public forum for personal expression??

There really were ninjas running around the BC. Not even us being awesome. You couldn't really see them, they was so speedy fast. Yet, they had mysteriously disappeared by the time Shiz and Kidney even began their delinquent deeds. (Can we even call it delinquency anymore??? we might be too old for that title....)

Right about now, we know what you must be thinking (we have awesome mind-reading powers, don't ya know?) You must be saying in your little heart of hearts, GET TO THE POINT!!! ARE YOU EVER EVEN GOING TO TELL US WHAT YOU DID???!!?!?!?!!! Truth is, no. We decided it would probably be against our better judgment. HA! Joke's on you! Who actually listens to their better judgment, anyways?!?

So, last night.....in a stroke of brilliance, we remembered it was Valentine's Day. Oh Yeah. Dat's how we do. Thinking to ourselves, "What does Valentine's Day even mean??", and not really having a quick answer to that, of course we went straight to the source of all knowledge, Google. (Okay, to be truthful, we already had a glimmer of an idea of our future deviousness for that night. Our imaginations just needed a little pick-me-up.)
To the Marvelous Mr. Google, we asked, "Can you guide us to some humorous Valentine's Day greetings?" Of course, he answered in the affirmative. He gave us such wonderfully witty ideas, including the opening line of this post. Oh Yeah. What did we do with such hysterical messages of love? Take a guess.


Give up yet??? Even if you haven't, we will in a very vague, roundabout way explain to you the answer to the above question which is surely burning holes through your frontal lobes at this very moment. Oh yes we did.
The activity carried out at 1:00 am on February 14, 2011 by the infamous Shiz and Kidney is not on the level of extreme cunning that we may have implied. (This is our blog, for goodness sakes). It is in fact an activity many of you I am sure have yourselves participated in at some point in your life. Sorry to disappoint. We were indeed subtle and we were indeed stealthy, but I would be remiss if I did not admit here and now that our exploits are actually very common behaviors, and not at all as deviant and non-conformist as one would hope. However, on the upside, this activity generally brings a certain amount of pleasure to those who are on the receiving end.


Now that you are thoroughly confused, we have determined to give in to your demands and straight up tell you what we did. On Valentine's Day, a heart attack means more than a blocked artery cutting of the blood flow to an area of the heart and a sleepover in the ER. To us, a heart attack means a little bit more. It means sharing the love in your heart, and hoping that somehow that warmth and light that flows from your heart will proceed to utterly annihilate the high brick wall put up as a defense around your dear friend's tiny, empty black box of a heart. It means filling that little box heart with such hope and joy and love that it eventually becomes a real heart. One that is open to feeling the love of others and the love that originates within. It is hoping that you can make a difference in people's lives. We are so noble. And cheesy. And awesome.
An aesthetically pleasing visual for your viewing convenience. Enjoy.

Little black box heart before heart attack. It is sad. 

 HEART ATTACK!!!

Heart after attack

Please excuse the obscene length and wordiness of this post. I guess we had a little too much fun. 

Feel the love. <3

Peace and Blessins.

SHIZ & KIDNEY

Let's go Vanning!!!!!

So Toto has been in 2 car accidents this months and was upgraded to the mom mobile. AKA the mini-van! The day after the second car crash, she was feeling pretty down. Thus plan A was put into action. Cheer up Toto time! Our first attempt was to kidnap her and take her for ice cream but she came in and was really upset, so this didn't seem like a very well thought out plan. Plan B spontaneously erupted from Toto's own mouth when she realized how hungry she was.

Thus the van party. We got Elmo, Pip, and Zapo into the minivan and started out for pizza. Along the way we began referring to Toto as Mom because she was driving a minivan and we all felt like kids again sitting in the back seat. We stopped off before arriving at the pizza place and picked up Dad. Thus we had a complete family and had a fantastic midnight pizza run.

We decided to make this a family tradition. Therefore 2 nights later we headed out again, though this time to Sonic and Elmo was replaced by Mr. President. This night we were especially crazy kids and attempted to tip the van over. Although for some odd reason we were unsuccessful. We did, however, manage to crash a freshman party in the parking lot and drive through a random picture.

Our last adventure with the famed mom van was on Sunday when we raced Elmo, Dad, Shame, and Taken home. All of us left church at the same time and Toto decided she wanted to race them home. Therefore she ran and got in the car and picked us all up at the side of the road. They got out of the parking lot before us still but mom knows how to drive the minivan!!! In the end, the minivan beat out the little car. GO MOM! We

ended up getting back to the apartment complex at least 2 minutes before them. It was pretty awesome!

All in all we had a lot of memories with the mom van and it will always be remembered fondly in our apartment!

A Most Marvelous Beginning to a Most Marvelous Blog

Greetings Friends, Family, Acquaintances, and Various Interested Members of the Human Race!

WELCOME!
We hope you enjoy your time getting to know how amazing the creators of this blog are.
My personal vision for this blog is quite grand. I see a little spot on the World Wide Web where people can collectively and individually enjoy the genius enveloped by the combined creative powers of two little women named Shiz and Kidney (aka Liz and Sydney, respectively). Along with posting about our lives and our various exploits as vivacious and charismatic individuals pursuing a liberal arts undergraduate education at the House of Higher Learning most people call BYU, we hope to also um, how shall we say???.....have a good time. Yes. Herewith we aim to view our lives through the microscope of this blog, laughing at ourselves and pretty much everything else, as well as inviting and accepting other qualified viewers to take a gander through this same microscope.

Not to set anything in stone....but, in general the posts on this blog will be of an hyperbolic nature, employing elements of grandiose storytelling and of course always flavored by our vividly disconcerting imaginations. Code names will be employed to protect the identities of roommates, friends and other characters included in our stories. (Identities which may or may not actually be disclosed here.)
Forthcoming......drummmmmmrrrrrrrrrroooollllll..................................................................
Stuff. Yeh.

Darlings, I hope to get this blog up and off the ground very soonly. I will not promise dates (on the calendar or otherwise), because personally I have issues with certain types of commitments and right now I doubt that my person can handle the kind of stress imposed by being beholden to this audience on their timetable and not mine. Seriously.Anyways, I love you guys just for reading this. And for being awesome. :)

Sincerely and Quite Possibly Forever Yours,
Syd (or Kidney, if you prefer).....and I am going to sign my cohorts name here although we have not actually discussed the preceding informational post. I know her well enough...........................................
& Liz (call her Shiz, please)

P.S.: Can you tell I have been writing way too many BS college papers lately? Thought so.