Saints to Sinners

At the end of July we rode this relay race from Salt Lake to Vegas.  It was so fun and exhausting at the same time.  Ten of my good friends took turns riding for over 500 miles.  It took us 30 hours total to get to Vegas.

Loading up the bikes-we had to fit 10 bikes, ten people and all our crap in two cars.  It was quite the feat.

Me and the hubby before we left

Andrew at the start line

The other car, my name wasn't on it so I put it there

Trevor's real Dior glasses he obtained in Italy. I'm not sure, but I think they might be girl glasses.

Andrew would ride with me on my rides and it was so fun.  On my night ride it was 8 miles of climbing in the mountains.  It was pitch dark and silent with just the sound of my lungs gasping for air.  It was so fun to be riding in the dark with Andrew and he was so supportive.

my excitement for my last ride

Andrew trying to sleep.  We had a few hours before we had to ride again so we stopped at a church to sleep.  It was 3am and we were all sound asleep on the grass when the sprinklers turned on.  I started screaming and I have never seen 5 people move so fast.  It wasn't quite the wake up we were expecting.

Andrew finishing his ride

It was a great time with great people. It was bloody hot and I had some awesome tan lines to prove it but well worth it.  We spent the night in vegas swimming, eating and sleeping which was well deserved by all.

people, please!

Triage in the ER can be an.....interesting task.  Here is a conversation that took place while in the ER.
Nurse: What are we seeing you for today?
Patient: I have a sunburn on my face.
Nurse: Uh-huh.....
Patient: I have been putting my monastat cream(yeast infection cream) on to keep it moisturized.
Nurse: Why have you been putting on yeast infection cream on a sunburn.
Patient: because the box said it was for itching and burning.
Nurse: (dumb founded look followed by a head shake and a lot of typing)

I also went to the jail a couple of weeks ago on a tour(or at least that's what I am telling people) and we walked into one of the cell blocks.   The jail warden made an announcement, "If I hear any cat calls or whistling, you are all on lock down for the rest of the night." This was followed by a short pause and a whistle from an inmate.  I  almost lost it. I love the lack of impulse control.  The warden then told them all to thank the whistler because now they wouldn't be out of their cells till tomorrow afternoon.
He he.

 I love dumb people