Read the title like you would sing the fiddler on the roof song. This weekend was a weekend of traditions. My former roomie Kate came to town. We had a good time at our annual ice skating adventure and saw a lot of friends we hadn't seen in awhile. We also went to a couple of movies at the Sundance Film Festival. The Sundance Film Festival is always kind of sentimental for me because it was the first date James and I went on (he asked me out and I told him I already had plans but he was welcome to come along...I learned my lesson because I've been planning our dates ever since). Also I have been to at least one movie at the festival every year I've lived in Utah so I can't break my record. There's been some really good movies and some really bad movies but somehow I find myself in Park City in the wait list line every year - just can't get past tradition. I'm really sad I didn't take more pictures to document the fun but here are the few I have:
It was really cold and the cold makes us grumpy. Once we got skating we warmed up and had a good time.
Kate + the 309 boys
Mere + James
Olivia + Ben
Freezing Kate. We got in line for a movie on Saturday at 7AM and they made us wait outside for an hour.
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