That one time my dear friend Farnaz made us Iranian food.
The only thing that this dessert had in common with more American dessert was the name 'dessert'. It was void of sugar.
That one time Mark got to skate on a rink overlooking Logan.
That one time I got the flu
That one time I cracked an egg only to find I'd helped give birth to twin yolks. That was a first!
That one time I waterskied pregnant with my pregnant friend.
That one time we bought a dog named Herb Brooks who destroyed our house, most especially our carpet.
He was a master Houdini. Guilty dog has busted the kennel!
That one time Mark had his annual Olive Garden birthday dinner. He's the best!!
That one time I got to spend a night with the most wonderful friends from nursing school. Nothing but nonstop chatter and laughter.
That one time Mark became an assistant defensive line coach for BYU hockey 2013-2014. And as I'm writing this, Mark informed me that a 'defensive line' is football. This is how much I know and care about sports. So what if you pitch a ball in football, and make a slam dunk in soccer. What's the diff?!
That one time Mark had a heart attack
That one time Mark did a Raft and Run down Provo Canyon. He made his viking ancestors proud this day.
I love Mark for his sense of humor! High fiving the crowds.
The Action Target clan
That one time the Ostebos family reunioned in St. George
The Ostebo crew
The sibs
That one time Mark and Luke roasted mallows together in the dead of summer over the 'camp stove'.
That one time I had a dog love affair. Oh wait, that's all the time
That one time I made corned beef, thank you to Jenni Guynn for introducing me. Hers is better.
That one time we had some General Conference casualties.
That one time mass producing caramel apples during General Conference became a tradition. Thank you Mama for some great quality time!
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