Another One Bites the Dust

Our beautiful Sara got married!!

She got married to a great guy (that's right, I approve).

Introducing, Zach and Sara Allen!

Obviously, we did not want to let her go.

(In my opinion, I don't think that Zach is trying very hard).

But lo and behold, we had to let go.

Sara and I have been through

trillions of dishes,

257 pictures

235 rolls of toilet paper,

182 adventures,

90-ish credits,

45-ish mac and cheese dinners,

11 months,

6 trips to Utah,

5 church callings,

4 birthdays,

4 music videos,

4 roomates,

3 semesters,

2 wards,

1 skinny dip,

1 AMAZING friendship,

and

0 arguments (wink, wink),

together.

Love you Sara!

We miss you!

Maybe Someday...

... I'll be more embarrassed by this kind of stuff and stop posting it ;)

For your viewing pleasure...

It's November!

Yes, yes, I'm a big slacker.

So, October was a good month. I am loving school. It easily and quickly felt like home again long ago.

Here's a small summary of what we have been up to.

We made our traditional bi-annual trek down to my Aunt Christine's for General Conference! It was a blast, as always. My Aunt Christine always treat us so much better than we deserve and she constantly reaffirms to me how wonderful a lady she is! The talks at Conference definitely prompted a lot of thought and gave me things to work on.

Here is Zach and Sara. Zach didn't think that Sara wanted to be seen with him... he had a pretty grody mustache at the time. (19 more days until they get hitched)!

My beautiful roomies.

L to R: Kaylie, Anny, Sara.

Our crew, right before going into the conference center for the Sunday afternoon session. Sidenote: that was the session where Elder Holland gave his going-down-in-history testimony and talk on the Book of Mormon. We were so lucky to be in that session and truly feel the strength of his feelings and knowledge.

The day after we got home from General Conference, we had the privilege to wake up to this. It melted by the afternoon and we have only had one additional snow-stick since then.

On October 13, Elder Dallin H. Oaks gave the devotional here at BYU-I! He spoke about religious freedom. It was pretty intense. It made the news all over the place. If you haven't read it, I would recommend it. Sara and I were able to get tickets to attend the devotional. We were able to sit in the same room with apostles of the Lord while they gave incredible testimonies. And they weren't just heartfelt and testimony-building talks (though they were these things, too), but they were powerful, truthful, and blunt talks.

Sara's cute Halloween cookies.

We participated in a huge stake service project. We pulled weeds and painted fences. We were rocking awesome weed-pickers.

The stake provided us with styrofoam cups to put our paint in. For brushes, we used the gloves they provided us with to pull weeds. It made for an interesting service project. The paint was eating through the cups so quickly. I ended up with 3 stacked cups, and it eventually ate through all of them.

P.S. The weeds were pokey.

Lalalala

Well, my internet does not happen to be the best in my apartment. It works really great most of the time, but random things don't work, three things actually: email, uploading pictures to blogger, and submitting my accounting homework. Hmm... lovely. So, maybe someday I will upload pictures. We'll see. I'm not a big fan of the "all words" posts, since I'm not as entertaining that way ;)

Cupcakes and Caves

Okay, I am going to go backwards in my stories :)

This is what happened monday night

6 cupcakes

4 roommates

You do the math ;)

I made this delish pizza last tuesday!

Garlic chicken something or other.

Now, for the good stuff...

(I don't have pictures for this one, but I have good reasons).

Saturday night, Anny's friend from back home, Corinne, invited us to go to the caves. We have never been, but have heard a lot about them. So, we were planning on meeting right after the Relief Society General Broadcast, around 8 at Corinne's apartment. Sara was driving our group in her Honda Civic. The group was: Sara, me, Anny, Zach, and Sara's cousin, Andrew. On our way, Corinne called and recommended that we bring a truck, because the last time someone drove their car, the underside got ruined. So, we got my truck and went to Corinne's apartment. Skip ahead: we were on the road on our way to the caves. We drove about thirty-five minutes on the main drag until we turned onto a dirt road. There were 2 other vehicles with our group: a BIG truck and a hefty suburban, so my truck looked like a midget, plus I was last in our little "follow the leader" crusade down the scary, windy, BUMPY, rocky, dusty, and LOOONNGGGG dirt road. All those words: understatements. It was terrible. I've never been off-roading whatsoever with my beautiful truck and it's only two-wheel drive, so I was scared for my poor Gumpy's life. At least twice, we heard very large rocks hit the underside of my baby. It was terrible. Sara says that she wishes she could have recorded all of the sound effects I was making in sorrow for my vehicle. Moving on, the other two vehicles got WAY ahead of us and after a while we couldn't see them at all. Terrible. Nonetheless, we kept on trudging. After about 45 minutes on this ridiculous dirt road that was slowly killing my truck, we came to a "T" in the road. We could go left or right, so we chose left, because it seemed the most sensible. This road was MUCH smoother. It was wonderful. After about ten minutes on this road, we see another car going the opposite direction, so we figure they are just leaving the caves and stopped them to ask how much further it was. They informed us that we were going the wrong way: they were heading to the caves, too. Me: "But where did you guys come from?" Them: "Oh, the main road is just like 2 minutes away." AHHHHHHHH!!! We couldn't believe it. We had taken the ridiculously long way!! Anywho, we followed them, and it took us about fifteen minutes to finally get to the caves.

That's way too long of a story, I'm sorry. But the caves were fun. It was already ten by the time we got there, so we only got to stay for a little longer than half an hour (curfew is midnight)! When we were leaving the caves, the rest of our group had just gotten there! It took us just around an hour to get home. Gist: we're never hanging out with those people ever again and I officially am IN LOVE with my car. I have a new found respect and love for him: he endured much!

The end.

Side note: About five minutes into our off-roading crusade, we came to a HUGE flock of sheep. It was hilarious. They were basically flanking the road, and a couple were even in the road, so we had to find our way around them. Just a funny incident.