Farewell Summer

Isn't that the saddest paper you've ever seen? Can you imagine getting a test or an application back that said, in letters bigger than life, "REJECTED"? Apparently Jiffy Lube isn't quite so worried about the self esteem of their customers. About a week ago, I was sitting in my car thinking, "I'll bet my registration is expired." Sure enough, it was.

Yep. All the way back in April. I know, it's a little embarassing. And I'm lucky my car hasn't been impounded.

So I went in to get my safety and emissions inspection done and was...REJECTED. So...I have 15 days to replace my two back tires before I can renew my registration. In the meantime, I have a temporary registration taped in my window. And here's what it looks like:

Don't worry, you're not missing anything. It's there. Believe me. It's just that my windows are so tinted that you can't see it. At all. I'm just waiting to get pulled over and attempt to explain myself.

This whole experience has definitely been an eye-opening one into the adult world of responsibility. Just one more reason why I'm not ready to graduate from college.

So what has been happening other than failed safety inspections, you ask? Let's see if I can sum

it all up for ya.

The other night, at 12:30 am, Shayla roped Mike and I into going up the canyon and watching the meteor shower with her. I was definitely hesitant to go but I think it was worth it. We saw some pretty good ones. Sorry Shayla--I didn't mean to pick one where you weren't smiling...

Last Saturday, I hiked Mount Timpanogos with Stephen and Mike. We summitted (8 miles, 5,000 ft) in 2 hours and 57 minutes. Our goal was 2 1/2. Bummer. We had a good time until we decided to slide down the glacier. To my everlasting disappointment, I didn't take a video of Mike flying down it. Suffice it to say that it resulted in high velocities and large scrapes all over his body. Stephen and I found a safer (if not eternally longer) route down. After our glacier detour, I was late to a lunch appointment so we ran the last five miles down the mountain. Good times. Because of our speedy ascent, I didn't really take any pictures. But here's a great one of the view from the top.

This past week I started "working" at Springville High School. Generally, I work with a BYU team every semester for my major but this fall, I'll be with Springville. So I've been putting in about 10 hours of free work a day at high school football two-a-days. It's not terrible but...it's not wonderful either. It sort of feels like summer's over. So--thanks summer '09. It's been great.

Shake Week '09!

So a few weeks ago, I took a trip to Target with Ben, Natalie and Amy. Target is always a good time but this trip was especially great. On the way there, we came up with the amazing idea of: SHAKE WEEK '09!!! Basically it involves us making t-shirts and getting shakes every night for a week. Yeah. Expensive and fattening but... a good idea, right? So we did it. It was this past week. Turns out we had quite the gathering most nights.

Here we are making the shirts. We bought iron on letters and also some iron on paper to make a schedule of shake week but...we never quite got around to that part. This is Natalie's shirt. She accidentally ironed on the E backward. In her defense, it was a very easy thing to do. But no less funny because of that fact. We used frozen cheese to cool the letters.

Ironing on some letters.

Monday night was the Malt Shoppe. A classic and my personal favorite. We also have an action shot of Natalie getting her shirt signed by the guy who made her shake (which we did every night--and got some pretty strange looks).

Natalie, Amy, myself and Ben. Not a flattering picture, I know.

Tuesday, day 2: Dairy Queen

Wednesday, day 3: The BYU Creamery on Ninth

I apologize for Lee's indecency in the background...

Thursday, day 4: Ben was in Salt Lake but we still went to The Purple Turtle in American Fork. I'd never been there before but apparently it's a classic. So of course we had to go.

I am sorry to say that I don't have pictures of Friday or Saturday. On Friday, we had to drive through a McDonalds in Payson on the way to our Relief Society camp out in order to fulfill shake week. But don't worry, we still passed our shirts and a sharpie through the drive through window so they could be signed. Saturday, I am sorry to say, never came to fruition. We were planning to go to Iceberg for the big finale but alas, it was not to be.

So, I never thought I'd say it but last week--I got tired of shakes. I really did. It became a chore to go get them. However, it was a really good time. And hello? We made t-shirts! I'm really excited for the proposed edition to our shake week t-shirts, "Shake what shake week gave you." So...Shake Week '10? Not likely.