Two weddings and a trip to the ER!

I think it's been established that I am the worst blogger of the family, but I think I just like waiting until a lot of exciting things have happened and then I can unload them all at once like a tsunami of events to make my life seem more thrilling. Otherwise every other blog post would be like, "Today I worked at Deseret Book. We closed two minutes early" or, "Today I worked at Deseret Book AND Guthrie. The kid I worked with got mad at me when I refused to sing the same song eight times in a row". Not very interesting stuff.

BUT this summer has been full of exciting family things, as you guys already know. People got married! I think I've attended five wedding receptions in the past two months alone. Obviously, the only ones I really cared about were Ashley's and Jared's!

I don't think I took any pictures at either of them, unfortunately. I'm sure they're devastated :P

Anyway, the day before Ashley's wedding Bryce had an interview for an engineering internship the hour before we were supposed to go, so I drove him out there so Dad could just pick both of us up when he was finished and we could drive up to Prescott. What was expected to be just an hour-long interview at most turned into an hour and a half, but we got out of there fine and made the journey up ok. Prescott had some beautiful weather, and the club where the ceremony took place was beautiful!

It was a beautiful ceremony and I think I ate my weight in cream puffs, which is always a plus. Congratulations again Ashley! :)
The night we drove back Bryce and I attended the reception of a couple in our ward, and I WISH I had gotten pictures, because it was the most absurdly fancy wedding reception I have been to yet. It was held at the groom's dad's house, (which Bryce and I have both been to once before for a party, during which the entire time I kept thinking, "It's like we're partying at Gatsby's."), on their front lawn/circular driveway thing. We arrived a little late, where we were greeted by a valet service, and I was handed a paper fan and parasol as the catering people directed us to where they were just finishing the ring ceremony. There were assigned seats, and a three-course meal, and we left before they even cut the cake because they played like four wedding games and I was exhausted. It was kind of a weird experience.

But we managed to get a nice picture out of it so there's that.

And of course, a month or so later, Jared and Cate got married! I did take a lot more pictures here, as we walked around the Bellagio/ Caesar's Palace for a while before we went to eat pizza. 

The garden inside the Bellagio changes for the seasons and this time they had a glass greenhouse with a bunch of birds inside! Look at this guy's tail!

And the world's tallest (also largest? I don't know.) chocolate fountain

This is the spiral escalator inside Caesar's right outside of the makeup store I had to hunt down.

Fancy Chihuly glass ceiling in the Bellagio lobby

I just really like flowers, I guess.

The reception was also super cool, and the arboreum (natural history museum? Park?) where it was held was awesome! I've never seen so many donuts in one place in my life.

Other than multiple wedding receptions, I haven't been doing much; working, deciding what classes I'll need for ASU, working, etc. However, I did have a very interesting Monday night earlier this week. For FHE our ward was having a pool party at one of the member's parents house, where they had a trampoline and a DJ, and we played watermelon football. This house also had a two-story zip line. I had been to that house once before, right after our ward boundaries got rearranged and about two weeks before I left for Florida, and I remember the zip line had a harness that held your legs and then metal handles overhead to hold on, with a rope dangling beneath so you could run the zip line back to the next person in line. This time, there wasn't a harness, just the handles, but everyone was going down the zip line fine; my bishop's wife, my RS president, several girls and most of the boys. I figured I would be fine, despite my nerves. I'm not very good with heights, but my RS president was shouting encouraging things to me and she had done fine, and I didn't want to make the people behind me impatient. My hands were a little sweaty but the metal handles were textured for better grip and some of the other girls were saying that there was just a little dip at the beginning when the line took your weight, then it was easy the rest of the way. 

A few people have suggested that my hands were probably slick from the Vaseline that they coated the watermelon with, but plenty of other people who had played had gone on the zip line before me. Whatever it was, the moment I slid off the edge of the platform, I lost my grip and fell about 20 feet to the ground. 

Afterwards, a lot of people asked whether it felt like time slowed down as I fell, but I remember feeling like everything happened very quickly. It felt like I hadn't even been holding on, despite the cuts on my hands from the textured metal that prove otherwise. I remember trying to grab for the rope, but then quickly closing my eyes, and then landing on my back very hard and immediately feeling like my ribs had been compressed by a giant vise. Then I felt like I couldn't breathe and I started gasping like a fish and I heard someone say, "She's going into shock" and another girl in my ward (Kariann, who I later found out works in physical therapy) saying I needed to try for deep breaths and that two of the men were going to give me a blessing. During the blessing, I could still move my fingers and toes, and the most of the overall pain had started to fade into specific pains on my pelvis and my neck. I think that blessing helped a lot; I found out later there was less than a foot between where my head landed and the concrete porch. Someone called the paramedics, and while I was lying there Kariann made sure I could move my feet and checked my pupils before the paramedics even arrived. Anyway, the paramedics arrived, put me in a neck brace and a stretcher, and I had my first ever ride in an ambulance! Not super fun, especially since the lights in there are very bright and they never turned them off. They tried to put a plastic thing (a catheter?) in my arm so the people at the hospital could give me an IV if they needed to, but I said I'd really rather wait until we got to the hospital.

We got in the hospital, where they covered me with some blankets before destroying my swimsuit so a doctor could push on my spine so they could make sure nothing was wrong,  and then I had some x-rays and a CAT scan. So exciting! Except hospitals are very cold when you're just wearing a swimsuit and especially when you're not. Anyway, the results came back, and there was absolutely nothing wrong; no bleeding or fractures or anything. They didn't even give me an IV, so I have a lovely blue/purple bruise where the catheter was for no reason.  Ah well. I definitely have more to be thankful for than to complain about.

Also don't have any pictures from the ordeal, but I did take a picture of the sunset right before going to the party 

WORTH IT
(I'm kidding. Mostly.)