Scrutinized Tanger Outlets and have nothing to show for it...

Tuesday was back to school shopping day in Park City. The downside to this endeavor is the fact that I have to buy my own school clothes. I live under my parents roof for a reason here. I understand that at the age of 20 I should be independent and purchase my own wants and maybe needs, however how does having to buy my own school clothes when I have to PAY to go to school make any sense at all? Mom and dad gave each kid 100 bones and when I graduaded... BAM... that line is cut like an umbillical cord wrapped around a babies neck. Super. I am ashamed to say that after four hours all I had to show for my shopping efforts was a jacket, a belt, and a pair of shoes. Boo. The upside was I didn't waste any gas because Danielle and I bummed a ride from the fam. All we had to do was for-go our pride and strap into the back seat of the mini van.



The day started however with a quick pit stop at the newest project in the Allen family. Say hello to residence #2! About a year ago dad surprised everyone and told us he had purchased land in a town called Oakley. For those who don't know, Oakley is about 25 minutes east of Park City. The problem is Summit County sucks rocks and it has taken us this long just to get a freaking foundation poured. You wouldn't believe the shananagans you have to deal with and the hoops they make you jump through just to start digging. Ridiculous. My personal favorite part of this vacation spot is the lovely neighbors who surround us. Let me let you in on a little secret. The Scroggin family (thats their name... no lie) hates the Allen family for reasons I will never understand. They wanted the land we bought but we are cooler. So sorry Charlie. Anywho... here is the foundation!



It has occured to me that in this picture my face is fat. Boo. I do however like my hat. Feel free to tell me how excellent it looks. Avoid all other face comments.