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There are so many of you out there that have private blogs and I cannot look at them! Even some of you on my "friends" list. Please send me an invite, or whatever you have to do, so I can be cool enough to get on your blog! My email is whitneyperkinson@hotmail.com. Thanks!

Camping Trip!

About a month ago, we had our ward campout... an event that we look forward to all year! We decided that it would be fun to leave early Friday morning and go fish all day before we met up with our ward for the campout! We drove up to Tonto Creek and fished with Bryan's friend, CJ, and CJ's sister, Sammy. Unfortunately, CJ was the only one with any luck. We packed a picnic and were on the creek all day. Finally, CJ and Sammy had to head home so we drove up to Bear Canyon Lake to start setting up camp. I was SO bugged that we didn't catch anything (that's my White Family blood in me) so we decided that we would set up then run out to the lake for a bit and try our luck there. 5 MINUTES after I set up our tent it started pouring!!! Great, mud everywhere, a wet tent, no fire... this is going to be a miserable night. After sitting in the car for 20 minutes it started to clear a little bit. I told Bry to grab the stuff and we ran down to the lake. We didn't really bring warm clothes, and we were wet, and froze our butts off. We were out there until it was dark because I was determined to catch a fish! (Keep in mind that we were planning on eating the fish we caught for dinner, so we were thinking that we were going to come back empty handed and starve all night.) FINALLY, Bry caught 2 fish back to back, then I caught my one fish, Henry. He was a beautiful fish and tasted wonderful. So, there you have it. We ended up with dinner after all. The scary part was that we had to hike back up to our campsite in the dark and we had no idea where we were going! It was a miracle we made it back. It ended up being a very successful trip after all.

Here is Bryan cooking up our fish on our cool new stove!

Bry with one of his catches

Me getting rained on. This lake was so pretty!

Us sitting in the car waiting for it to stop pouring so we could hit up the lake! Yes, I know I look like a little boy!

Crawdads!! I caught at least 50 of them in the creek, they were everywhere!

Bryan and CJ. My husband's sexy vest is a little too small for him, and the hat just kills me.

There's NO WAY I'm going to spend the time updating you all on our last year. So, I'll start by doing a quick recap of the summer! In May we celebrated our 3 year anniversary! Yay for us! It has gone by so fast, but has been so much fun! No little ones yet, and NO I'm not pregnant. Just thought I'd throw that out right in the beginning for those that haven't talked to in years! Bryan finished his 2nd year of law school at ASU. This summer he worked for a law firm named Collins, May, Potenza. He got lots of good experience and really liked all the people he got to work with. As for me, I am still busy working at Tipton Orthodontics. It has been a great job for me. Truthfully, I hate it sometimes, but most of the time it is a great place to work. I just LOVE looking into people's mouths all day long!!!

I decided that I needed a vacation this summer, whether Bryan was coming or not! So I went to California and spent a few days with the whole Perkinson gang, then met up with my Hall family for a couple days. At the Perk beach house it was just us 7 girls! So much fun! Laying out, eating lots of good food, playing volleyball, shopping, falling asleep watching Twilight (with all of us in the same bed...). I have the best in-laws in the world and I love all of them!

The Hall beach house was packed with my whole family (except for Bry, sad). There were lots of bike rides (usually to Seaside Donuts), football on the beach, boogie boarding, and mad card games at night! It was a blast chillin with my fam!

My last night there, my crazy sisters and I decided to do a P90X workout video. But, we also decided it would be fun to dress up for it! We had so much fun picking out awesome outfits and putting on ridiculous make-up! By the end of the night, we had a HUGE audience!!! It reminded me of living in the dorms at college, no joke! As you can tell from the pics, we had WAY too much fun dancing around like 6 year olds playing dress up! It was so refreshing. I just loved watching Kinzi because she was so hardcore. I love my sisters!

Blog Makeover!

OK! Everyone has told us that we could NOT wait another year to post another blog entry, and well...we're getting close to that year mark! Until now, Bryan has done all the posting (in hopes that I would take over). And I have really had no desire to have a blog. But, I just got a new computer and finally convinced Bry to pay for the internet (don't worry, we still don't have a tv). So we are totally moving up in the world. :) Anyway, I am still trying to figure out the whole blog thing, so any tips would be appreciated! You'll be hearing from us soon!

Perkinsons' Travels: Memoir of Our Gypsy Lives

This is Blogmaster Bryan checking back in with yet another blog ... yes that is two months in a row. I know there are a number of you girls out there who will read this (that makes it sound like we have way more friends than we actually do) and think "he's not the blogmaster, I am - he did two in two months, I do two a day!" All I can say is that you are weird and don't count. I am proud that Whit and I are actually doing enough cool stuff to even warrant
blogging in the first place. Now truth be told, this blog is like an amalgamation of five different trips that Whit and I have taken in

the last few months. I thought about making each one its own entry and then I remembered that I have a life and that Whitney gives me crap when I do blogs in the first place so I thought I would put it all together and sum up our adventures all at once.

1) First Trip - Merril Family Reunion.

At the end of the Summer we went with Whitney's family up to

Payson to this national park for her grandma's family reunion thing. Now I love Grandma White she is maybe the nicest person I have ever met, but a family reunion wouldn't typically make the sparse blog we have going one here

except that this place was sick! There was this natural tunnel/cave thing that was really cool. Problem is I don't remember what it was called but it is right outside of Payson and I recommend it to anyone .

2) Next Trip: Provo for the first BYU game. Once again this probably wouldn't have made the list (11 hours in a car is no bueno)(and I am not that hardcore) but we actually had a blast and Max had a huge game and got things started off right.

3) Next Trip: Romantic Weekend at Sedona.

This was awesome. Props have to go out to my Uncle John for hooking us up with a hotel room at his hotel in Sedona, I owe him so many favors its ridiculous. Anyway, we relaxed, drove around and took in the sites, did stuff that young married people are supposed to do, and pretty much had a blast. Yes, that fat guy jumpin off the cliff is me at Slide Rock... I may be fat but I am still fearless! Whit actually manned up and jumped from the same spot. I was legitimately surprised (she only did it cause she couldn't let me one up her). We got to see some crazy monsoons and Sedona is pretty much the prettiest place ever.

4) Next Trip - Back to Logan.

BYU played up in Logan against my Ags so we took that opportunity to return to our favorite place ever. I have to give our another shout out to my brother Ryan Bohm. (yes he is black but he is still my brother) Ryan and Jeanna let us crash with them and we had a really fun time. We got to see our old stomping ground, we hung out with some old friends, I beat Bohm at Birch which is the greatest golf course on earth, and best of all the Ags put up a fight and didn't embarrass us. For any of you who have never been to Logan in the fall it is the prettiest place ever...I just said that about Sedona but Logan wins in the fall. (It puts Provo or anywhere else in Utah for that matter to shame)

5) Last Trip - and it really was almost our list trip in this life -The Grand Canyon.

ASU lawschool has a fall break so a couple of weeks ago Whit and I decided to take a trip up to the Grand Canyon. It wasn't much of a planned outing...we just kinda threw some stuff together and went. We got up at like four thirty Friday morning and drove up to the park. We got there at about ten. We found a campsite and set up our tent. Then at about eleven we went down to the Bright Angel Trail. Now the trip to the GC was totally my idea, but hiking the Bright Angel trail was all on Whit, she talked to her boss

who goes there a lot and he recommended this trail. I am an idiot and didn't do any supplemental research before we started and I had no idea what I was getting into. Luckily we both had backpacks and plenty of food and water, but we were totally not dressed appropriately or in good enough shape to do what we did. On the way down everything was cool. We were jacking around and Whit was falling all over the place making me laugh and it was fun. Then we get to Indian Gardens which is five miles straight down and we realize that it is now two thirty and we still have to get out. So we ate and then started going up. Now I had seen people coming up on our way down and they had just looked hammered, but for some strange reason it hadn't dawned on me that I was going to have to do the same thing. ( It probably didnt dawn on me because for some strange reason I still think of myself as an athlete and if others can do it so can I, yeah that is a fallacy.) To make a long story short, we made it out but in the meantime: Whitney almost passed out and died, my shorts turned my inner thighs into hamburger meat (there is an image for you), and we almost got trucked by male big horn sheep that was trying to get a piece of a female sheep. After we got out we were dead tired and dirty. Luckily I there was a public shower at the top that we were able to use to clean up before we went to camp. Now I consider this a PG rated blog - and for that fact I cannot narrate here the absolutely traumatizing experience that happened to me in the men's public shower. If you are intrigued enough and aren't too sensitive feel free to email me and I will give you the adult version of the story...it was absurd. Anyway we went back to the campsite, I built a great fire we roasted some dogs and had a nice night around the fire. Sleeping was miserable because there was a windstorm blowing through and I slept about an hour. But anyway it was fun and we made it home alive.

Those are our recent travels, we are looking forward to some more fun trips once the semester gets over. I will post another blog soon to give some more info about what else we are doing but for now there you go.

Mi casa no es su casa

Well - its only been about a year since we last posted a blog, so I thought it was about time to do something else on here. To be honest I thought if I got the first few blogs going that Whitney would take this thing over and make it all cute like some of you other strange girls, but she didn't. To her credit, she works like a pack mule and I don't blame her for not wanting to come home and blog. Additionally, we don't currently have cable or internet at our house (the greatest thing ever - it makes us read - that's why we are smart!) so she cant really do it at our house. Anyway, much has happened over the last little while and I will try to sum it up concisely. 1) Still no progeny, 2) Whit fixes alot of ugly peoples teeth and makes them pretty, 3) Law school absolutely blows, 4) Its really hot, 5) We bought a house.

This blog is focused on number 5, seeing that it is the most positive of the above listed (even though I still see the lack of progeny as a positive). At the beginning of the year I started thinking about maybe looking for a place to buy. It just seemed like a decent time with the housing market falling like Lucifer out of Heaven. My cuz Danny Perk moved down and started looking for us around ASU. We were paying like 900 bones a month for our 1bedroom apartment and we figured we could find something close to that to buy. Anyway, we looked for a while and almost bit on a couple but it just didn't feel right. We were getting close to giving up and renewing our lease when Danny suggested we check out a new development a little further east, on Greenfield and Southern. I didn't really want to be back in the old mesa stomping grounds but I went out there with him to check it out and I was sold. This development is a mixed condo / duplex complex. I didn't like the condos (too close together) but along the back row of the development there are a line of duplex single story houses. I was pretty sure about it after looking at a few of them, and when I brought Whit back it she liked it and it was a done deal.

Getting the loan through was a little bit of a nightmare - luckily my other cuz Dallas pulled some strings and made it happen (that sounds like it was one of those shady mortgages - it wasn't its with Wells one of the few legit lenders out there). However, it is interesting that two years ago a single mom with three kids making two grand a month could some how get a no money down four hundred thousand dollar loan and now you have to fight for every cent you get. Our financial system is a freaking joke - but that's a tirade for another blog. Bottom line is we moved our crap out of our third story apartment - I almost died twice - and we got moved in during the middle of May. Whit decorated and painted like a champ and we couldn't be more happy with it. I don't have too many pictures right now but I will post some others later. Its a three bed, two bath about 1300 feet. We have a nice little yard in the back - its all dirt right now. And it has a two car garage. Its fun and we like it. I would invite everyone to see it but - I'm not big on visitors so pictures are going to have to suffice.

Viaje A Barcelona

After going through my first semester of lawschool, it seems like our trip to Spain this summer happened ages ago. Nonetheless, we wanted to share a little bit about how much fun we had in one of the coolest places on earth!
Last june, with the help of Papa Perk, and the motivation of my best friend C.J. Rogers getting married, Whit and I made the trip to Barcelona, Spain. I don't have the time or energy to dictate all our adventures so I try to hit the highlights.
After a 18 hour flight (definitely not a highlight) we arrived in Barcelona. It was the middle of the day on a Sunday and the first thing that tripped us out was the fact that we couldn't understand or read a thing! For those of you who aren't up on your cultural history, not everyone in Spain speaks the uno, dos, tres, kind of spanish that we are used to here in Mesa thanks to our immigrant friends. Barcelona is part of the state of Catalunya where they speak Catalan (which is as close to french as it is spanish) and that made things interesting. We found our way nonetheless and arrived at our hotel. Of course, the amatuer world travelors that we are we took a nap and woke up at 9pm rip roaring and ready to go. Lucky for us, Barcelona is a city of the night and our jacked up time schedule never really caused us much grief. We spent the next few days touring the city, which houses some of the coolest architectural achievements you will ever lay eyes on (as well as the most disgusting urine scented subways).
Whitney was on the border of vomitting nearly the entire trip thanks to some shellfish cuisine and lack of personal hygiene of the natives, but we made our rounds regardless. On Friday my buddy CJ and his beautiful fiancee Diana got married legally in Barcelona and that night we had a wedding ceremony and dinner reception. It was a blast, Whitney got her dance on, and those of you who know me know that I did not. We had fun and partied hard until about two in the morning. Then we all trekked back to CJ's apartment and me, whit, CJ's family, Diana's family, and CJ and Diana got prepared to catch our 6am flight to Frankfurt, Germany!
You may be wondering why Germany, well the Madrid Temple just so happened to be closed and we were not made aware of this until after everyone had purchased their tickets, so instead of cancel, they decided to take it to the nearest open temple -Frankfurt. So a herd of about twelve of us made our way to Verona Airport (on no sleep) and flew to Frankfurt. When we arrived at the airport we were made aware of the fact that Frankfurt has two airports one of which is next to the temple and one of which is an hour away. Yes, we were at the one an hour away. We rented a car and thanks to divine guidance in the form of a GPS system we made our way to the temple. That afternoon Diana recieved her endowments. All the workers were German and spoke little Spanish or English, and there were members of our party who spoke no English and some who spoke no Spanish and no one who spoke German. It was interesting to say the least. After the session we went to the sealing room and CJ and Diana were sealed by a nice old German who spoke no English or Spanish. very cool. I have to admit tired as we all were the spirit was strong. After the temple we all went out and ate Klausch (probably the best food I ate the whole trip) in an authentic little German diner, and then we crashed for the night.
The next morning as I was searching for my itinerary for the flight back to spain I happened to glance at our itinerary for the flight back to Phoenix and noticed it had a mistake. It said we left from Madrid not Barce. I was sure something was mixed up and I brought it to Whit's attention to clear things up (she had made the arrangements). When her face went pale I knew we had a problem. There was nothing I could do in Germany but when we finally arrived back at CJ's apartment I double checked our booking and sure enough - departing from Madrid. Once again for those of you not up on your Geography booking a flight out of Madrid as opposed to Barce is like flying out of LA instead of Phoenix. So we had to scramble, and luckily we were able to buy some of the last remaining tickets for an overnight train that next night that would get us to Madrid in just enough time to catch our flight. After that was secured, we spent our last day touring a castle/monastery/church named Tibi Dabo which might have been the highlight of the trip, and then we loaded up on our train and headed to Madrid. I won't elaborate so as not to turn this blog into an online book, but I now understand the plight of the sardine. Whit managed to sleep like a rock and the short of it is we made it to Madrid and 16 hours later made it home with some memories that will last a lifetime. If you get a chance, our recommendation is go to Spain.

Bryan and Whitney

We have felt a little behind the times lately because we seem to be the only ones without a cool blog. So, we gave in and decided to post a few things so that anyone who cares, not that we assume anyone does, can see what's going on in the B&W Perk home. We are back in AZ and living like immigrants. Bryan, that's me talking in the third person, is in law school and my sugar mama Whit is slaving to put food on the table. It's all good though because someday she will be chasing twelve kids around and wishing she still had a paying job. (that was a hyperbole we aren't having twelve kids and no there aren't any on the way!) We love being back in AZ and are having a great time being around our families.