La Fiesta:

So an new post has been forthcoming... for awhile now. Trouble is that Jaclyn and I have plenty of new adventures to post (we have a list actually) but we wanted to blog about them together. Sitting down and having the time to blog with 7 kids running around the house is a joke. It's pretty much not going to happen. Unless Trent and Craig care to watch the kidlets for us!! (wink, wink)

So, I will choose the least exciting yet still highly entertaining thing to post. Last time I spoke about the Bromance. This time, I'm on to the Girls Night. Since we are WILD MORMONS... our girls night out consisted of the Blackfoot 5th Ward Relief Society Birthday Dinner. I know, I know... scandalous! So there Jaclyn and I sit at a table... all by our lonesomes... directly underneath a pinata in the shape of a person. Which reminds me of Napolean when the principal tells Pedro this;

"Look, Pedro, I don't know how they do things down in Juarez, but here in Idaho we have a little something called pride. Understand? Smashing in the face of a pinata that resembles Summer Wheatley is a disgrace to you, me, and the entire Gem State."

Which in turns makes me strangely hungry for tater tots. (sigh)

So, we sat underneath the pinata... and eventually had to move the table because they had a stick to smash in its face and everything. What kind of relief society party is this?? Jaclyn was the lucky girl chosen to go first and I tried my hardest to work her dumb phone to get a picture... but no. I'm a technological idiot. Some of the older ladies (there are lots in our ward) refused to move so Jax almost smacked one in the back of the head with the stick. I was laughing so hard because the Bishop was standing over by his wife and she was saying "Shawn, Do something! They are going to hit that lady!" and the Bishop said something to the extent of, "this will be the first and last time a pinata gets to be at the RS party." and the RS President announced to everyone that the pinata represented "Molly Mormon" and we got to beat her with a stick! I went next. I knocked her leg off. Eventually the candy spilt out and while I would like to say that all the old ladies rushed in and pushed each other out of the way to reach the candy... it would be a lie. We all just sat there staring, appalled as nothing but the head of poor Molly remained as candy was strewn about the floor. *crickets chirping*

So, as you can see... what was intended for a calm, spiritual night out... turned into a bit more than what was anticipated. I am beginnign to think people are creating these spectacular events just to end up on our blog!

The bromance

There is something to be said about a healthy STRAIGHT relationship between the male species. Generally speaking, the typical behaviors of men lead me to believe that they grunt, watch football and occasionally slap each other on the butt during sports affiliated activities.

But, my friends, I have seen a new upcoming trend that I like to call... the BROMANCE. 

Examples of a bromance could be... oh, say... a man-date.
A man-date is when two men pair up to go out on the town. Dinner and a scary movie perhaps. No girls, no pressure, just a good time with your bro. Making sure there is a buffer zone during the movie to maintain manliness.

Another way to enhance the bromance is with the manly and more rare epic chest bump.




 I feel that I should probrably explain this in more detail. It involves some of my most favorite people. Trent, Scott and Brett in a three way chest bump that is so rare it is proportional to catching bigfoot on film! This was at yet another geriatrics dance that had some struggles that one can only explain as "dancing with the dead". I think that can be seen in the clip.

My favorite part about the video is not their stellar form, although it is to be admired... but rather the random old man who is ranting about how we are taking away from the others fun time. WHAT??? I took a survey and 97% of the people were not having fun and one person lapsed into a coma shortly before the chest bumping began. Hence why the bromance had to be taken to such an extreme level!! 

So... the next time you single men mock us gals because we go to the bathroom in herds and have the tendency to go on girls nights out... I say PFFFFT... I have PROOF that the bromance is the new up and coming trend!