Summers

Summer is over. It ended yesterday. I told T.J. last night while we were laying in bed that one day when I create my own world, it will be summer all year long. But he said, “then you won’t appreciate the summer or have anything to compare it to.” As Nephi said, there must be opposition in all things. So, even though it is sad that summer is over, without the winter, I wouldn’t love summers as much.

Anyway, that being said, I have been feeling very nostalgic lately so I thought I would share some old pictures with you from past summers.

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Summers

Summer is over. It ended yesterday. I told T.J. last night while we were laying in bed that one day when I create my own world, it will be summer all year long. But he said, “then you won’t appreciate the summer or have anything to compare it to.” As Nephi said, there must be opposition in all things. So, even though it is sad that summer is over, without the winter, I wouldn’t love summers as much.

Anyway, that being said, I have been feeling very nostalgic lately so I thought I would share some old pictures with you from past summers.

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Oxfords

Today T.J. recieved a pell grant that paid for his tuition. It was one of the biggest blessings I have experienced because now we have money for all of our payments and bills and Oxford loafers.

Yes, Oxford loafers! I’ve been eyeing them all summer and finally I was allowed to get them! Plus I had a coupon for 20 dollars off!

Great Grant. Great Shoes. Great Day.

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Sending T.J. Off

I decided not to hike Mount Timp tonight. I’ve got too much to do this weekend and hiking in the mud throughout the night doesn’t sound too awesome. But T.J. decided to go still with the group.

Ryan just picked him up and I literally cried. What the heck is wrong with me? I initally cried because I’m worried he is going to fall off the side of the mountain and die. Then I cried because this is the first night we’ve been apart since we got married.

I just stood at the door and walked him walk away. Tears.

I need to have my head examined.

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Hiking Mt. Timp

I’m supposed to be hiking Mt. Timpanogos tonight. Starting at 1 a.m. then hiking for about 10 hours.

The forecast is predicting thunderstorms.

I may or may not be praying for those to come to pass.

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Bananas

My boss hates bananas and today we were talking about her condition and it reminded me of this story.

Once upon a time when I was about 8 or 9 years old, I had a fever of 104 degrees. My parents thought I just had the flu really bad so they were going to give me some medicine.

The only thing was that I wouldn’t swallow pills back then.

So, to solve this problem my parents ground up the medicine and were going to put it in some applesauce.

The only thing was that we didn’t have any applesauce.

So, they smashed up bananas.

Smashed bananas with medicine all mushed together for a deathly sick child, not one of their nicest ideas.

With every bite there was an accompanying gag. It permanantly scarred me.

To this day, I can only eat greenish-yellow bananas if they are sliced very small or else I’ll get too much in my mouth and it reminds me of that awful day.

Oh, and a nice little ending to that story: I had pneumonia so the medicine did nothing for me. It was a complete waste.

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Gum Rules that Everyone in the World should Follow

  1. Gum should be neither seen, nor heard.
  2. Gum should not be “saved” for later on your plate or cup.
  3. Gum should not be swallowed.
  4. Gum should not end up under my shoe.
  5. (In reference to the previous rule) Gum should not be thrown on the ground.
  6. Lastly and most importantly, gum should NEVER for any reason be put on trees or walls to make “art”. That is disgusting and disturbing. I would put a picture of what I am referring too, but it makes me sick just thinking about it.
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We’re from Kentucky.

It was really windy.

When I was 14 or 15, my parents and I went to San Francisco for the 4th of July. It was one incredible trip that I still talk about. But mostly I still talk about it because of this one experience:

My parents and I loved walking down all the streets looking at the amazing houses and just wished we could go inside one.

There was this one house that was being remodeled and the door was wide open. A construction worker was outside and my parents decided to ask him if we could go in the house.

He said, “Si.”

My parents are nuts and decided to go inside.

I pleaded with them, begging them not to go, but it was too late they were already in the doors. I walked in the foyer but that was all. My mom walked into the rooms in the main floor and my dad headed on upstairs for the grand tour.

But something started to hit my mom and I.

The house was still furnished. Paintings on the wall. Pictures on the table, jackets on the coat hanger.

This house, folks, was not vacant. And we soon found that out.

“Hi, can I help you?” said a woman who came in from another room.

My mom, thinking she was a real estate agent, said, “Oh, we’re just looking around, checking out this nice house.”

“This is a private residence!”

My dad with impeccable timing called from upstairs, “Nancy, there’s more up here!”

I was in utter horror. Shock. I couldn’t believe that this was really happening. We had walked into some lady’s house just because the man outside who clearly didn’t know English told us, “si.”

I grabbed my mom, she started apologizing over and over, called for my dad, we ran out of the house while my mom gave her last apology:

Oh, I’m sorry, we’re from Kentucky.

That explained it.

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You have arrived!

Going along with the last post, on Saturday we headed to Zion National Park to hike the Narrows about 30 minutes away from St. George.

T.J.’s aunt and uncle told us the directions the night before, but just to be sure, we used Sean’s phone that gave the directions out loud.

Before we got into Springdale (which is the city right before the park), the phone suspiciously told us to take a left. The road was kind of gravely and I had my doubts. But who am I to question the phone?

We entered the Kolab Canyons, which is a part of the national park, but it didn’t look too familiar from the past time I went down there. But once again, who am I to question the phone?

The drive was absolutely beautiful. I was amazed by the many trees on the red rock canyons.

We drove for about a half an hour or so and then Sean said, “Guys, I’ve got some bad news.”

“What?”

“You have arrived!” said the phone.

“That….”

We were in the middle of no where. There was a small dirt road forking to the right, but it definitely was not the entrance to the Narrows.

Needless to say, we weren’t supposed to take that suspicious left a ways back, but we eventually found our way and got to the park entrance.

It wasn’t a loss though, because the drive was so beautiful and we got to see a lot more of the park than we had planned.

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Scavenger Hunt in St. George

This past weekend, T.J. and I drove down to St. George with our friends Heidi and Sean. Friday night, we wanted to go to the St. George temple, but we got to town too late. Instead, we drove around the whole town searching for a place to eat. Sean brought one of those coupon entertainment books, so we wanted to find a restaurant with a coupon.

The first place we went to was supposed to have scones or something, which sounded wonderful. But it went out of business. Then the next restaurant was supposed to have 30 types of cheesecakes. I was thrilled about this place and was picturing something like the Cheesecake factory. It turned out to be a bar attached to a bowling alley. It wasn’t a bar and grille though, it was just a bar with a few bar stools around pool tables. We stuck out like sore thumbs as BYU students.

Next, we tried to hit this Italian place where we had a coupon for a pizza. The restaurant it was supposed to be had a different name, so we thought we might as well give it a shot, but the boys were too embarrassed to ask if the coupon would work.

Like I said in a previous post, I really am turning into my mom because I obviously was not embarrassed to ask about the coupon, especially if we would get a discount from asking. So Heidi and I went in and asked if the coupon was still valid even though the name of the restaurant changed. The hostess told me no and I got kind of embarrassed and said while walking out the door,

“Oh, sorry, it was just for a scavenger hunt.”

(It’s like the time my mom said, “Oh, sorry, we’re from Kentucky…” But that’s another story…..)

Anyway, we ended up at this great Thai place called Benja Thai. I highly recommend it, especially the sticky rice dessert with mango and coconut sauce on top. Delicious. Also, it inspired me to learn how to make curry. Does anyone have any good curry recipes?

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