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.