The biggest failure of all fails

Can you believe that it's already August? Absolutely crazy talk, if you ask me. Today was seriously such a blast! Kendrick and I slept at my parents last night. I love when we sleep at my parents house- it allows us to have an “unofficial” sleepover, and to see each other in the morning (even if we can't sleep next to each other, but hey, I'll take what I can get). Saturday morning was a slow and lazy start for us. We laid around watching the Princess Bride, and then slowly got ready for the day.

We then went to Utah Lake to meet up with Kendrick's friend Brett and his fiancé Hannah to go wave running. Once the jet skis were on the lake, Kendrick and I slowly got onto the wave runner… And it immediately tipped over. As Hannah and Brett laughed at us, we quickly got out of the water and back onto the jet ski.. To have it tip over again. At this point Kendrick was getting a little frustrated and told me that I needed to balance my weight better with his (I'm only 100 pounds, there was only so much that I could do!) so we got back on… And it tipped over again. At this point Hannah and Brett were practically dying. And then finally, with a ridiculous amount of concentration used to get on a jet ski, we finally made it on. And then Hannah and Brett tipped over on theirs. Karma? I think so.

We drove the two jet skis out on the lake, but noticed that ours wasn't going nearly as fast as the other. After looking at it a bit longer, we realized the engine was flooded. With one jet ski bobbing helplessly in the water, we took turns riding the second one.

Kendrick literally drove that thing like a maniac, which mainly freaked me out only because of how unsteady those things were. With each sharp turn, we went flying off into the lake. At first, I was terrified, but then I realized that wiping out was actually more fun than riding them normally! (However the unsightly amount of bruises on my legs seem to disagree).

Once we were done riding them, we weren't able to see Hannah and Brett anywhere. We headed back to the dock to find them seated next to the police boat. Long story short- neither of the jet skis were registered and their fire extinguishers were expired. After a brief lecture, the cop handed Brett a ticket (they were his dads). At this point of the day we realized that our wave running trip had turned into nothing more than one big fat ridiculous fail.