The Adventures of Kinky Reggae: A Vagabond for Beauty

I had a quiet, lovely weekend. I hung out with Rachel and Mico on Friday night, and we laughed at how old we are when we realized we were watching Dateline (or whatever news show was on) and playing Scrabble. Kristin and I went hiking up near Payson on Saturday. Payson is up in the mountains, so it's cooler. (It's all gross and hot here now.) Payson is beautiful because it's right by the Mogollan Rim. The Mogollan Rim is this really interesting geologic feature. The northern part of Arizona is on a plateau (that's where the Grand Canyon is; everything's flat, and then all of a sudden there's this hole in the ground), and then the Mogollan Rim is where there's this huge dropoff into the valley where Phoenix is. And it stretches on for hundreds of miles. I didn't get any good pictures on this trip, but I'll try to next time. It's breathtaking. Anyway, the hike was so pretty because it reminded me of northern Michigan, all green and piney

I don't even know where this week went. I kept meaning to blog about my fabulous weekend, and now all of a sudden it's the next weekend. Last Friday night, I watched the royal wedding on my DVR and loved it. The music was beautiful. Her dress was absolutely gorgeous. And I really liked their old-fashioned vows. I also thought it was funny that he was going back to work on Tuesday. I heard they don't have maids at their house, either. I wonder if they're really as normal as the media makes them seem? Saturday I got to see Paula, one of my very favorite people in the whole world, my college roommate who's been my friend for like, 11 years now. (I had a panic attack about that last weekend, thinking about how old I am and how fast that time has gone by.) It was a somewhat subdued visit, because she was really tired and had a bad cough, but we still managed to do some fun things. Her family was camping up near Sedona, so first we went to check out Jerome, this