3 Comments

  1. Kim
    June 29, 2015 @ 5:22 pm

    That was a yucky story. May your cliffhanger end well. For all of you. The end!

    Reply

  2. Sarah Excell
    July 1, 2015 @ 10:53 pm

    Hahahaha. This is the worst thing ever!!! I can’t decide if it would be better to be up with a different person every night for two weeks or to get everyone over with at once in one solid puke fest night. Either way, I choose girls camp.

    Reply

  3. Gina
    July 19, 2015 @ 10:22 pm

    Rebecca! That is the worst story ever. It just kept going and going! You deserve a Medal of Honor. I’m so glad your story concluded in time for our annual lunch. I didn’t read this until now, so I was really out of touch with the nightmare week you had before we met up. (In fact, Josh got the barfs that night. At 3 AM, I was ready to pack my bags and fly home. It seems this is becoming a theme with our trips to Utah. Don’t know when we’ll be out next… 🙂

    Reply

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

%d bloggers like this: