So, I have class today! I am excited but a tad concerned about my chest acting up again (I feel like I've said this before...). However, I did go to the store last night to get some water bottles, so now I've got plenty to drink this afternoon. (I also made some snickerdoodles to take with me. MMmmm! They were delish warm; hopefully they will be just as good this afternoon.) Anyway, we're hiking up in Rock Canyon this week. I was able to "read" the first three chapters (97 pages!) of the book for class today last night and I took a few pages of notes. Nothing much, though.
You know, it's funny how one can feel so much accomplishment out of doing something they've been afraid to do for months. Like driving past TSBitBoM, or going to certain other places. Little things, but big in some ways.
I hiked the Y last night with my ward for FHE, and I actually made it to the top! When I went two years ago, I gave up because it was so stinkin hot and I wasn't yet used to walking everywhere. Admittedly, my legs are a little sore today, but not all that bad. And I only got one blister. I am still somewhat concerned about my Geol 101 class and the physical exertion (my lungs seem to have not yet recovered all the way from January), but I think I'll be fine so long as I've got plenty of H2O.
I've recently discovered via the yellow pages that Toshiko's has moved from Main St. In SLC next to See's Candies to somewhere in West Valley. I am now half-heartedly planning my next mini-adventure to said city and hoping that I don't get lost in the wrong part of town and end up getting shot in some gang conflict.
Love Duck has gone south with her parents to enjoy the beautiful Zions National Park, Bryce Canyon, and the Grand Canyon. I, for one, have no desire to be in Washington County at this time because, according to my parents, Santa Horhe is surrounded by fires. This is not unusual for summer time. Last year we had dozens of very serious fires and Gunlock was blocked off for the second time that year. Not to mention that I-15 had to be closed down around Toquerville because the fire was ON the free way. (Just within the past four months or so did they replace the burnt-to-a-crisp signs.) Not to mention that it has reached 108 degrees Fahrenheit for multiple days in the past week. This is why I think I shall never again live in the southern parts of Utah. Pirates comes out in 11 days. I am excited. However, it seems as if all tickets have already been sold for day one. I shall have to wait. So no one spoil it for me if you get to see it first! (I may actually go against what I stated in the previous paragraph and go south to see it with my sister and, perhaps, my dad. This would provide me with a free ticket, not to mention that theaters down there average two dollars cheaper than the ones up here.) I heart the first movie and am desperately hoping the second is just as good if not better. I also find myself with the great desire to go back to Disneyland so that I can ride the ride, which now stars Captian Jack Sparrow as well as Barbossa and Davy Jones. Good news, though: nothing has been removed from the ride, just added! I was seriously concerned when I first heard of the renovation.
It appears as if a tornado struck my bedroom floor, so I now proceed to do some major cleaning. My family is coming up in three days and I'd like to have a clean room to present to my parents lest they think me a slob.
Not having any hot water mid-way through one's shower puts a bit of a damper on things (such as conditioning one's hair). A cold one. A very cold one.
I'm afraid to go to the dermatologist because they are rather renowned for removing bits of skin. I'm rather attatched to all my bits of skin. Rather. (But I do need the cortizone because I've got a rash on my leg. Maybe I'll try the over-the-counter stuff first and go in next week if I still need to.)
I'm dreaming of an uninterupted sleep.
Tuition for three credit hours: $525.00! Geology 101 had just better rock.
That's right. I've got two. But then, doesn't everybody have at least two?
God the Father has immensly been a part of my life. He blessed me with two wonderful parents who love me very much and do everything in their power to make sure I am happy and well, even when they happen to be in Alaska (Dad's there on a "business" trip with his boss) and really can't do anything but call. But sometimes, that's all it takes.
And, you know, Heavenly Father has done so much more for me. Everything, really. If it weren't for Him, there would be no purpose to life nor reason. In fact, I wouldn't be and you wouldn't be and no one would be!
Not to cut that tribute short or anything (I could go on for weeks), but next I'd like to pay tribute to muh-Dad. Muh-Dad is the best muh-dad I've ever seen or come in contact with. He gave me my good looks (yeah, pretty much I look most like him), a great childhood full of weekend trips just with him, and food, clothes, books, and bed-time specials. No one could ask for a better father.
So on this day I say, "Happy Father's Day, dads! To all of you." Behold, the Muse
Love Duck is now a Mary Kay consultant, right? (That's a rhetorical question.) So, here's the thing. She's practicing "facial parties" on people in the ward. I find this rather entertaining. Especially since 5/6 of the individuals thus far have been male! Their outcries of annoyance and disgust amuse me.
Mum took me to lunch today. Actually, I drove up to the airport to pick her up. We went to P.F. Chang's just off 200 and North (?) Temple Downtown SLC and met my grandparents there. As a special bonus, my surprise (see previous post, I'm too lazy to link it right now) as well as a NEW PILLOW (that feels like heaven- my dad has one), a game, a book, and a journal (because I always seem to be in need of one) came with her. Oh, and Monk season 3 because I never got to finish watching it before I came back here to Cougar Town. This makes me well pleased.
Dad, on the other hand, is now on his way to go fishing in Alaska with his boss (but it's strictly business, of course). He says he'll buy me a present, which he darn well should since, as VP of his company, he didn't take the liberty of taking me with him. He'll be gone for Father's day, so I'm remaining in the north-ish country until next week, when I'll go home for a few days to recover from whatever homesickness it is that ails me these days and we'll proceed to celebrate Dad.
I have joined Card Club at the Bookstore. This is a good thing, but it's only held once a month.
I have an obsession with Gelly Roll pens by Sakura. I own nearly all of them. In fact, for a while I thought I did own all the "cool" ones (you know, metallic, sparkly, different sparkly, silvery, different silvery, 3-D...), but then I discovered something on the website they have: I'm missing a set of 3-D pens! That's 10 whole pens that I don't have! I need these pens. Practically. So for the next day or two I'm going to scout them out. Somewhere in Happy Valley must sell them and I'm determined to find Somewhere. The Bookstore does not. Next on my list is Jo-Ann's or Michael's, or Robert's.
My gas tank is full (mostly). The adventure continues!
Shopping for antiques in Cougar Town is like shopping for a rip-off. Consignment stores in Santa Horhe offer actual deals, where as here all you find is high priced items that can be found in better condition off of ebay. This I discovered last week as Love Duck and I browsed the two shops on Center Street (where parking is demonic and no one lets you back out. Not to mention that 15 mph really isn't my cup of tea).
And then, shoved into a small display case over stuffed with junk, I saw it. The Thing I Had to Have. The Josef figurine. I recognized it immediately. My mother owns two of them (the September birthstone one as well as a girl wearing a yellow dress, which is actually a bell), and I used to play with them when I was little.
Soon it shall be mine. Mother tried to surprise me by bidding for it on ebay, but when I became potential competition, she told me.
Someone in Texas is stalking me. Who are you?! What do you want from me?!
On another note, The Pretender seasons one and two arrived in the mail today. Let the Pretender parties begin! But not until Thursday, because my cousin and his wife volunteer at the Temple on Tuesdays and Wednesdays they have mutual.
Love Duck and I are going to play with her camera today. Fear the videos we produce! Good thing you'll never see them. Ha!
P.S. Terry Pratchet is my new favorite.
And, oh yeah, I have a weird rash on my left eyelid. It doesn't itch, just stings like the dickens. Any suggestions? I'm avoiding all forms of doctors for as long as I can possibly hold out.