Man! I Feel Like a Woman! by good old Shania Twain

Well, first of all, I feel like I have a lot of catching up to do. It's been great lately. Shown are several of the adventures I've had lately with the wonderful Jen and LeAnne. I'm going to miss them a ton. But, as Shania says, women have the "perogative to have a little fun." Thus:

Modeling by random buildings on campus

Practicing our cartwheels by the Temple

As Jen would say, "I need to find me a man with a pick-up!"


And here I am, trying to be seductive with a curly fry. Don't judge me.

And puddles? Well, Jen and I've got the rainboots for it. I feel like this picture is so climactic.

Action shot with LeAnne!

Let's revisit the puddles! I think yes.

Okay, this one requires a back story. The other night, a cowboy named Tyler wrote on the back of a cowboy named Garrett's truck: "Wyoming Cowboy, call me, {insert number here}"

Well, Jen and I thought it would be hilarious to write "Don't Call, I'm mean!" on the windows . . . sadly, it then started snowing and that washed the paint off. Shoot. It was a good effort.

I guess all this is is to prove how much fun I'm having here at college. And don't you worry, I'm getting some school work done too. But my roomates and I definitely have that so called "perogative." Thanks, Shania.

Life is Good. Real Good.

Honestly, no particular song comes to mind tody. I just want to relate how I am so blessed.
I got to spend the last week with my wonderful family.
I had my dad to myself all day on Thursday -- which was a big deal. I never get to see that man, he's so dang busy all the time, what with work and the bishopbric and everything. We went shooting and THEN skiing. I've never been skiing in my life. And it was a blast! I picked it up faster than I thought I would. I love my Dad. He just helped me up everytime I fell, and we just laughed together and enjoyed the beautiful world God created for us.
I got to go out to lunch with my Mom. We went to this adorable Italian place. Oh Italy. We both wish we could go back. I love my mom so much. As I've left, I've found that it's so much easier to talk with her about everything in my life. She made me a cherry pie because I was home last Sunday. Mmm.
Seth is Seth. He's a goofy kid. Asked a girl out to prom this week. Way to be. And I'm amazed at how he can just qualify to go to the first track meet, no big deal . . . and why don't we get 3rd place in an event while we're at it. He doesn't even have to try to be fantastic at athletics. Sheesh.
Rebekah is so cute. This week, they had a fashion show for mutual in her Young Women's. I pulled out my old dresses and helped her try them on. Oh goodness, she is going to be QUITE the catch when she's older. She's pretty and bubbly and, if you're in 8th grade at RMMS, you should definitely vote for her, cause she's running for 9th Grade Female Representative this next week.
Luke gives the best hugs ever. I feel sorry for you if you've never experienced a hug from my best 9 year old buddy. He is such a good kid. And quite the pro at the pogo stick. I got to go to the annual Primary Talen Show on Friday night. Holy heck. That is some GOOD stuff.
Cousins of course . . . singing Wicked with Alexis in my car, talking about boys with Dani, getting a big bear hug from Kyle. Good stuff.
My amigos: Liz + salsa + swings. Good times. Going to lunch with good old Joe. Dairy Keen with some holy cheese amigos -- Brittany and Camille. Love them.
And apartment shopping. A little overwhelming. I'm sometimes REALLY sad that I have to leave all the wonderful people I've met up here in Logan. But Ellie Warren and I spent hours on Friday going all over Provo. Just on a waiting list so far (#2 on that list, to be exact) -- and I know somehow it's all going to work out.
But I am definitely going to miss a bunch of people up here. . .
Hanging out with the cowboys -- and sometimes Tucker (though that doesn't necessarily mean that I enjoy having water balloons thrown at me and Jen at 1:00 in the morning . . . ahem).
The 4th floor boys. Oh goodness. They are great.
All the great people in the music department, and in my symphony (Alissa!)
Great people in my ward
And don't even get me started on my roomates. I feel SO lucky that I get along with each and every one of them. They are wonderful, talented, beautiful, intelligent, happy girls and I am going to miss them SOO much.

But it's a beautiful sunny Sunday. And only more good things to come. Life is good.