Park City

This past weekend I spent some time up in Park City; three days with my family, and two days by my lonesome.  I realized being alone was significantly less fun then being with the crew, unless you count the time spent eating my feelings at the Red Banjo.  Pizza and a basket of fries?  Not a mistake.  Being born into a family that makes me shoot yogurt out my nose from laughter...not a mistake either.  Here's the weekend via Instagram.  I love...us.