Tuesday, September 16, 2008
where is my mind?
Today I skipped class. Not because I had something urgent to finish or because I didn't feel like going up to campus. I skipped class because I forgot that I had class. I was on campus cutting mats for my framing class wondering why I had so much extra time. Oops. James told me that's what seniors do. If that was the case I should have started skipping class two years ago.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Visit from the Larsens
After the game we went out to dinner in SLC with a bunch of friends in honor of Sarah and Patrick's visit. It was great to catch up with everyone. We had a blast reminiscing about freshman pranks and other college adventures.
James, me, Sarah and Benton filling in for Patrick
Football Adventures
This Saturday turned out to be quite the day! First James and I rode our bike/trike to our ward tailgate party. We had a good time eating bbq and participating in a pie eating contest (I'm pretty sure I lost to everyone but I just wanted to get a piece of pie). As we were helping clean up at the party and trying to pawn off the extra food to passing cougar fans my brother Nate and his boys walked by. One of my nephews had decided not to come down for the game so Nate had an extra ticket and offered it to James and of course he accepted!
This was kind of funny because last week I had recieved an email from my friend Sarah saying that she and her husband were coming from San Fransico to go to the game so I decided to get off work and get some tickets for the game. I searched for tickets everyday on Craig's List (the game was sold out)and emailed several people but all I could find were $50-$100 tickets and I could not bear to pay that much for one game when a sports pass is only 100 bucks. So there I was after all my hard work to get in the game and James was going to go while I rode my trike home to watch it by myself. I was a little bummed. As I rode home I decided that I would round up all the cash we had at our house and return to see if I could get a ticket from a scalper. I rode home and rounded up 24 dollars from our "missionary jar"...I'm not sure why James calls it that. I sped back (as fast as my one speed ghetto trike can go) and started negotiating. I talked a man in a wife beater riding a razor scooter into selling a ticket to me for $24. I was excited at the deal considering that James and I both got in for $24. I missed the first quarter but I still got to see plenty of action... all of it from the Cougars. All in all it was a great adventure - we got to hang out with friends, push the trike to the limits, get some sun, and watch BYU kill UCLA.
me, Sarah, and Melissa posing for a roomate pic
the shut out- 59 to 0!
This was kind of funny because last week I had recieved an email from my friend Sarah saying that she and her husband were coming from San Fransico to go to the game so I decided to get off work and get some tickets for the game. I searched for tickets everyday on Craig's List (the game was sold out)and emailed several people but all I could find were $50-$100 tickets and I could not bear to pay that much for one game when a sports pass is only 100 bucks. So there I was after all my hard work to get in the game and James was going to go while I rode my trike home to watch it by myself. I was a little bummed. As I rode home I decided that I would round up all the cash we had at our house and return to see if I could get a ticket from a scalper. I rode home and rounded up 24 dollars from our "missionary jar"...I'm not sure why James calls it that. I sped back (as fast as my one speed ghetto trike can go) and started negotiating. I talked a man in a wife beater riding a razor scooter into selling a ticket to me for $24. I was excited at the deal considering that James and I both got in for $24. I missed the first quarter but I still got to see plenty of action... all of it from the Cougars. All in all it was a great adventure - we got to hang out with friends, push the trike to the limits, get some sun, and watch BYU kill UCLA.
James and I with pie on our faces
me, Sarah, and Melissa posing for a roomate pic
the shut out- 59 to 0!
Friday, September 12, 2008
3 wishes
A few months ago I realized that I have not seen my baby photo album in a very long while. What spurred this realization was my desire to find my "beaker" baby photo. Apparently my siblings called me "beaker" because my hair stood straight up in the air. My darling niece Anna was born with quite the poof of hair as well and I wanted to find the picture for comparison. After searching my parents house several times I was very distraught that I could not find the album...the record of my childhood was lost! However, last Sunday James and I went up to Midway and with new resolve I searched again. And I conquered. The sad part was that all the pictures were there except for one...the "beaker" one. There was a caption that said "mere with wild hair" below an empty hole.
Although I did not find the photo I did find some other treasures including my journal from kindergarten. In this journal I wrote my three wishes: long hair, a bunny, and a barrel of gold. Today I would like to edit my wishes slightly. I would still take a barrel of gold and a bunny but I'm gonna go ahead and replace long hair with a new wish: to be photogenic. Far too often it is my inability to open my eyes that ruins a photo. However looking at family pictures I believe it might be a genetic thing so I might as well embrace it and apologize to future generations who might inherit this wonderful gift.
like father, like daughter
It makes me feel better when James doesn't look so great either
so far it looks like there is hope for the next generation
Although I did not find the photo I did find some other treasures including my journal from kindergarten. In this journal I wrote my three wishes: long hair, a bunny, and a barrel of gold. Today I would like to edit my wishes slightly. I would still take a barrel of gold and a bunny but I'm gonna go ahead and replace long hair with a new wish: to be photogenic. Far too often it is my inability to open my eyes that ruins a photo. However looking at family pictures I believe it might be a genetic thing so I might as well embrace it and apologize to future generations who might inherit this wonderful gift.
at least the background is pretty
like father, like daughter
It makes me feel better when James doesn't look so great either
so far it looks like there is hope for the next generation
Friday, September 5, 2008
politics
I am already VERY tired of hearing about this person...and her pregnant daughter. I also think it's quite entertaining/sad they are comparing her to this person...
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
First Day of School
James and I started school again today. For me it was my last first day of school at BYU. After meeting with my counselor to make sure I really am all set to graduate, pushing my way through one stop to turn in an add card, deciding to wait in the extra long parking permit line another day, and going over syllabi I decided first days are not something I will miss. Seeing that I am a super super senior I guess I just have a bit of senioritis.
It looks like we will both have busy semesters complete with night classes. My class schedule is really easy this semester but I have a lot of work to do for my final show and James has a full load of CM, business, and civil engineering classes.
It looks like we will both have busy semesters complete with night classes. My class schedule is really easy this semester but I have a lot of work to do for my final show and James has a full load of CM, business, and civil engineering classes.
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