Plans for the Summer

We finally know!!!! After weeks of waiting, we have finally found out what in the world we're doing with ourselves this summer. SEATTLE!!!! Chris accepted the internship offered by CWB up in Washington. We'll be leaving in two weeks and will be living with some friends of Chris' family while we're there. I can't believe it. We're sad to leave friends and family around here, but it is an exciting prospect to be leaving Provo for an extended period of time. Wish us luck!!!

California

The moment my last final was over I jumped in the car and Chris and I headed out for California. 10 days in the California sun was a definite must after the semester. We carpooled down with Chris' sister Laurel and her two little girls. The days were filled with family, fun, and large amounts of really good food. We spent a day in San Francisco, as well as a day in Berkeley/Oakland, and a day in Santa Cruz. FUN FUN FUN!!! My favorite day was Berkely/Oakland. We roamed around UC Berkely  for awhile trying to blend in and found that it is an awesome campus. Aside from getting lost in the library, we also tried to sneak into a class. Our thinking was something along the lines of "okay, out of the thousands of classes that are no doubt offered in any one of these sweet looking buildings, we're bound to stumble upon something good, right?" So, we picked a building at random, found a classroom, and went in. As we settled in, we were too excited to notice exactly what the professor was saying, but pretty soon we realized that we have had the misfortune of stepping in on probably the highest level math class...ever. It was a completely different language with a lot of deltas, betas, and parenthesis. It also didn't help that the professor was a fierce looking, older, shorter, Russian woman with a very thick accent. After about 35 seconds, Chris and I looked at each  other, stood up, and walked out. Don't get me wrong, math is great, but I can only handle so many Russian betas. 

Later that day we went to Fenton's, a kind of posh ice cream parlor. Chris, the wonderful guy that he is, convinced me that getting one of their classic banana splits would be a good idea. Ha. 

After that, we went to Chabot Space Museum for their Friday night telescope viewing. We got to see Saturn, rings included! After that we played around in the museum for awhile.

My other favorite day was the one spent in Santa Cruz. Chris and I spent most of the day getting sunburned feet while flying trick kites. It was actually the first time I can remember flying a kite, and I recommend it to everyone. Then, we finished up with some great middle eastern food at the local Falafel House.

All in all, it was a wonderful trip.

If at First You Don't Succeed

So that was a pretty poor first attempt. I suppose it's a good thing nobody even knew it existed until now. Hey, if at first you don't succeed...try...try...try...try again. 

Chris and I are enjoying the warm-ish weather and the end of the school year freedom. It's so nice to simply sit back after dinner and think that we can do whatever we want. If we want to go for a walk we can. If we want to play a game we can. If we want to laze about like the lazy bums we are...WE CAN! No more evenings of "Sorry honey, I have a 20 page soul-sucking paper to write." It's so nice to have the time to do those things you always tell yourself you're going to do as soon as life slows down. Take for example, organizing a recipe book that is practically exploding with cards and papers bearing scribbles of cup measurements and sticking out at every angle. Mind you, it's not like I actually USE these recipes. I just collect them in the hopes of someday becoming blessed with the gift of cookery. Until that day comes, however, I'll at least have an organized recipe book. 

While we sit back and enjoy the beginning of summer, we are also sitting back and biting our nails in anticipation for what the next couple of months have in store. Chris has been applying for internships here and there. We're mostly waiting to hear back from a couple of wakeboarding companies, one in Washington state and the other in St. George. I'm hoping for the one in St. George. Not that the prospect of roasting slowly to death in the desert sun has much of a pull, but it seems to be the best fit. It's a small company called Company Wake that was started up earlier this year by a professional wakeboarder. Thus, it is small and laid back and simply perfect for that husband of mine. Updates to come...as long as it doesn't take me another 7 months to get back around to this.