I am in my beloved hometown--Mesa, Arizona.
The weather is something from a storybook--60 degrees and sunny.
In Rexburg, today, the high was 4 degrees.
That's right, the high!
Man, I love being home for the holidays.
Everyday in AZ we've been busy with photo-shoots and we're saving our earnings for Christmas presents!
On one of our location scouting trips, we pulled over to an abandoned wash.
After hiking down, Marcus started snapping some pictures of me...then we heard someone. Yelling.
I saw him first. It was a cop from the Salt River Department. Apparently, we were trespassing, and would make
"easy pickin's for some bad guy to come down and kill us."
Wow! Who knew?
Anyway, he said since we had "innocent intent" he would just give us a warning.
Then he fell. Ha!
Sorry, that was mean.
Thanks officer, for not being a meany.
Want to know what I'm hiding
under those Ray-Bans?
|No, no, no, I'm not a domestic violence victim! It's that darn birthday sty. It's almost gone though :)|
Hahaha I've been tempted to wear a
pirate patch all week.
Do You Have Any Good
(please keep in mind that my brother is a police officer, so don't bash too bad)