Man Love, Spanish Dancing, and French Toast

I know what you are thinking right now, "Man, Suzanne is one cultured lady!" I know, I try. This weekend was full of many different cultures and...."orientations." Noel and I were hanging out with our big group of friends over the weekend, and at one point I look in the back of my car and fine THIS...
I guess Mike and Tyson really love each other. Isn't man love touching?


Noel and Mike arm-wrestled for shotgun...I can't remember who won.

Saturday was a fun day, because I got to attend the BYU Dance Company performance. Let me just tell you...they are good. The theme for the concert was something Spanish (of course I can't remember...i don't get along well with Spanish). There was a sci-fi routine, and with the help of black lights and neon, it was by far the coolest dance. Here is just a short section of it...



ALL the dancers came out for the final number...it was intense


From the left: Jen, Noel, Me, Zarah, and Tyson


After the show I caught Tyson carefully studying the dancers bios....I wonder why...

Good times!! After the dance we all went back to my apartment to eat some french toast. I was sitting on the couch finishing my episode of "Kings" (I'm obsessed now) while Noel made the french toast...because Noel is THAT good to me. While she was getting ready to cook I just here..."Uh....well....ok" She then goes on to tell me that she added way too much cinnamon to the eggs and milk. I said it would be just fine, and she was said "You don't understand, it's like the freaking red sea over here." Sure enough...she was right.


The "Freaking Red Sea"

After the french toast was cooked Noel states, "Dang, it's as dark as me!" Once again...she was right