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Oh hey, I'm just still in the Tennessee. Doing good things, great things, hard things, maybe stupid things? Growing, learning, getting stronger, getting more friends.
Yesterday I, and we all, really very badly needed to do our laundry. We sweat tears every day and by the end of it our clothes are not ok. NOT OK! And what do you know, the last thing we get here is a washer and dryer. So we spent the night in the Super Suds of Gatlinburg spending too much money for a arguably basic necessity. But worth it. Worth worth it.
I miss my mama, miss my friends. I miss what was going down in Logan town too. But its so great that I'm here. So mama, love you. Sorry I don't talk to you everyday. For realsie I want to and don't always have the chance to (sad face emoticon).

Tiny Little Bruises

My body is covered in tiny little bruises. I find a new tiny little bruise every day. Where are these tiny little bruises coming from? Lets see, what do I do to get these tiny little bruises.
While clipping into a cable I have fallen off a rope bridge onto my shin. I clip, wedge, snap, cling, and slide metal contraptions all day. I have retrieved a 175 lb. person from a 700 ft. wire cable using my arms and A LOT of abdominal muscles. I tried to play football, five hundred, and pinch toe at the park today. A table swung into my shin as well. I dangle my body weight from a harness that is tethered tightly around my waist and thighs at least nine times a day. Have had a couple tickle fights. I've stained some wood.
In conclusion, I have tiny little bruises all over my body. I have tiny little bruises in places I believe have never had any bruise in my whole life. For I have done the things that I have listed above. And I can conclude that there are and will be many more activity related reasons for a new tiny little bruise somewhere where I would not have expected to find a tiny little bruise.

MMM How Are Things

For the summer I will be in Gatlinburg Tennessee. And I got here, so I AM in Tennessee right now. And well I just don't know what to say except that it is so great. I love the people, I love the happenings, I love the love everyone has for stinky stinky noisy dog where I live. I swear that everyone has at least one. Gees I wish I had some pictures to show you folks.
A Day in MY Gat Ten Life.
Morning. Wake up with sore muscles.
Makel is naked, since last night or just for the morning.
LETS GO!
Seemingly aimless drive for the roads are so skinny and the the trees are so tall that I cannot see the skYYYY!
Arive to work and say hello to all the sleepy mello morning Climbworks crew.
Clock in, say hi to front desk lady, Hello front desk lady.
Out my things away, get mentally ready for the day.
How many people on my tour today? Seven. Ok. Lets get ready.
Sit on the floor to arrange the harnesses.
Bear gets in my face to say his hello, hi bear. And I pat his head, get a bit grossed out for he is wet. How'd you get wet Bear?
The people! They are here! Ok Ok they will have a good time.
Practice my small talk, ask where they are from. Ask them if they are afraid for their adventure I am about to escort them on.
Make sure they love me and they love what they are doing. M!
After a speach, we are off.
Out the door to the Polarises!
BEAR! SHOW US THE WAY!
Up the mountain with Bear running his heart out and winning the crowd's heart!
Short. Heat. Fear. Excitement. ZIPPY ZIPPY! WHITTY WHITTY!
Done. Money. Bye best friends :)
Welp, bye best friends.

Look at this Dog

-responds to the name ROWDY
-Last seen chillin in my backyard, srsly not giving a crap.
-Plays by his own rules and apologizes to no man, or dog.
-Will flip out if offered cheese, especially Kraft slices.
-Borderline obese, you know . . . from the kraft slices.
-Loves rolling in his own filth, but who doesn't.
-Not lost, just wanted you to see how awesome my dog is.

Gees.

I wish onions would butt out of my life. I mean they're great, flavorful and exciting but I feel that people don't know what else to put in their meals. So every meal they put onions, and frankly onions are backstabbing jerks. When in a meal its ALL I can taste. Jerks. You are great for my guac and salsa aaaaaaand well I don't know but FREAK! Stay off my pizza stupids.