Blake went on a hike a couple of weeks ago. I have looked at the pictures a couple of times. Herein lies the dilemma. How do you talk about a hike that you did not go on? Solution: make up subtitles for each picture. I am fairly sure that my running commentary for these pictures are spot on and are a direct representation of what actually took place on this hike. Your welcome.
"Here I am on a mountain." 
"Looking off in the distance makes me look smart. Think deep thoughts. Cumulonimbus clouds belong to the Clouds with Vertical Growth group..."
This is Bryan. 
This is David.
This is David trying to smash Bryan's head in with a rock. The altitude evidently went to his head.
Blake I am fairly sure that the two guys behind you would be willing to take your picture.
Where most people walk with two legs Bryan likes to one up them and use four.
"I am up high, take my picture." 
"Does pointing make me look like a Greek God?"
"Blake, this is how you are suppose to pose on a mountain."
"Or you can up the ante by doing this. Try it Bryan."
"Uh...no thanks."
"OK. How about this?"
Cough, cough. "I think I pulled something."
"Come here, Bestie."
Prom style.
Guys can totally take pictures together. It is totally normal. 
"Quick, someone is coming. Act natural."
Just a guy's guy standing on a mountain. Nothing funny going on here.
"Look over there."
Totally normal.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
Completely Kosher.
I'm a little worried.
"Lets go guys. I'm so hungry I am starting to eat this plant."
When you are all done eating you need to clear your plate, please.
Bud? You left some noodles behind. 
Then, it is apparent that he has done more than left a couple of noodles behind. He has gone all sorts of Hansel and Gretal on us. 
There are some on the floor in the dining room and into the kitchen.
Did you clear your plate and take it into the kitchen? 
I immediately emailed Blake with the subject of "Does this look familiar?" and a link to the dress.
Now, mind you, before you go thinking that I am all sorts of crazy town to spend $140 (originally $350) on a jersey dress hear me out. I made it. The dress. Bought myself a pattern that was from that designer at JoAnns for $1.99. I originally bought the pattern thinking it would make a good swim suit cover up. Then once I realized that it had a zipper that idea went out the window. 
So instead I wore it to church on Sunday. Three cheers for inexpensive, suppose to cost an arm and a leg, dresses. 
2. Napkins are passed out, normally by Canon, in abundance. We normally have to put up a napkin embargo around number 5.
3. Games are played using noodles. All of which are strongly discouraged by Mom who is blatantly ignored.
4. We encourage all to eat their fill. Sometimes this elicits a food coma but never fear we allow you to chillax how ever you please.
Even if getting comfortable includes undies climbing up your bum. Who are we to say what is or isn't comfortable? 
She also is a wee bit of a stinker. She barks at you if she is not getting what she wants. She has to have different foods available to eat during every meal because heavens forbid she have to consume only one flavor. 
