i'm breakin out this time, making out with the wind!

this...was...the...best weekend EVER. (the beeest daaay eeeeverrrr! holla to rubie and t.hamp, if he were alive)

friday, i worked THIRTEEN AND A HALF HOURS. STRAIGHT. ON MY FEET. (well, except probably like twenty minutes) and it was soooooo fun. thoughts to myself in the dishroom for the first time in the morning at the morris center, then just crazy super fun in the skyroom with most of my favorite employees and a giant wedding luncheon, then a huuuuge beautiful banquet, at which i saw ALL my favorite catering kids....ahhhh. then saw some explosions and nice people at the taj, and checked out freddie's SICK television...that day was LONG. then darling ratch and hanner and i fell asleep to a nice film. (well, i fell asleep. haha.)

sllllllept in saturday, then ran over to see spain defeat paraguay (haHA!) with sclubseven, then ran home and packed (something i truly LOVE doing, unpacking, on the other hand...) and drove a BEAUTIFUL drive to the cabin, played with the fam, welcomed in independence day with....the great film, independence day! (which, if you haven't seen, is truly patriotic, all about americans being the smartest and best and most awesome...hahahhahahha...top notch.)

sunday, PACKED at the oakley ward, GREAT meeting, which i experienced from the foyer, (there were a TON of babies there. and sometimes i think, it's a good idea, if you need to take a walk, to pretend your young child is fussy. cause most those kids seemed pretty content, not really in need of being taken to the hall...haha...) that ward was so LEGIT. i love really down to earth, humble, people. and two hundred visitors. haha. theeeennn patriotic talks over supper, then hours of bananagrams, then catch phrase, then...a dance off with no music..hahahha

this day, monday, slllleeeept in, again, (SO good.) pancakes homemade by gramma, and scrambled eggs [home]made by grampa, then some jurassic park, then a new arrival, then the lake...canoeing and roasting and playing...then another BEAUTIFUL drive through the canyon, then a roomate reunion/darling view of a backporch, THEN how to train a dragon. if you like cute things, see it. cause it was funny, and sweet, with wonderful animation, and jonsi even sings a song at the end, (CALLED that) and it's just really, really, cute.

right now, i feel like i've fallen head over heels in love with this summer, like i'm speeding down a beautiful sunny road with the windows down, and i've got nothing to lose. and free energy is SO the best soundtrack for it. (thank you, tucker boone.)

on this, the last day of june.

tomorrow is officially the first day of the second half of [my] summer. in some ways, i knew exactly what this summer would be like. but then...i really am taken by surprise every day.

like.

i knew i'd be in the skyroom, probably. but i didn't know, until right before summer, it would be with dear dee dee. and porterrockwell, and janelle, kenna, jamie, adri, sam, and van. i didn't think it would be one of the best parts of the summer, honestly. it's so fun. and soooo hilarious. everyday. emily's psycho cannoncenter rubberband thief, the fish oil lemonade, the crush of a piano player, the foreigners at the carving station...every day is great. and feels a bit like a sitcom. haha. she might kill me, but here is my cohort through it all:

then, my awwwesome calling. i love. being fhe mom. and i love pretending we're a real family. our ward this summer has been GREAT about having super fun activies for fhe, and super high attendence. every week is a new little adventure. last week we went boating, which was ridiculously fun, it was the whole ward, and there's never any cliqueiness or unfriendliness, it's just super fun, and everyone's included.

this is me being a mother and one of my sons, PT, on the way back:

this week, we combined with uncle curtis and aunt whitney, and nick's family, a second cousin from another stake, and played water balloon vollleyball, which progressed into a water balloon fight, which progressed into a game of real volleyball. (our fhe activies are frequently way longer than planned, a result of all the wardly/familial love, which is great, haha) curtis, SPE, freddie, ry and i spent several hours filling them up, which honestly was just as much fun as the activity.

here's uncle curtis, looking good in spectacles:

i love the people in my summer of 2010.

last night while we were running around.

i KNOW i overuse the word cute. and i KNOW it's confusing. because, yes, i have a far more broad definition for the word than most people.

BUT.

efy kids are SOOO CUUUTE. i don't know why they bug people. they're so adorable, terrified of everything, trying so hard to act cool...pretty much all of them failing....ahhhh i love that aaaaaage. they're going through such a CRAZY time in their lives...figuring out who they are...actually...i guess college is the same thing. just scarier. hahha. anyway.

i love beirut. i can't remember ever loving every single song a band's ever written. like yeah...coldplay is incredible, i'll listen everything by them, and IIII think jason mraz's voice is beautiful enough that i'd listen to anything he sings...but i think that's more because i'm in love with the IDEA of the artist, and the fact that it's THEIR song, than the song itself.

but beirut...i just love. everything. today's song: (transatlantique, on elephant gun)

it makes my heart sssssing. i don't know any other way to describe it.

...i'm still not sure the point of this post....sorry.
haha.

oh p.s. there TOTALLY was a man that died at utah lake last week, his boat capsized, i believe on that super windy day.
WEAR A LIFE[VEST].
not that i regret going, either time, thank you ty and the best ward EVER.

p.p.s. i love the skyroom. and...when missionaries get to the point that they care more about working hard than letters. :)

five [hundred] percent pleasure.

i was talking with a nice young man last night, watching a group of enthusiastic twenty-somethings playing four square, very... enthusiastically. we laughed about this cute little world we're living in, and how we've really got to enjoy every second of it, while it lasts. cause really...college is way too fun.

some things, a-j:
a. we can go back to sunny beautiful moab...now. if you guys want.
b. it is very possible to get sick of BYU brownies.
c. reason number 40,276 i love efy: sometimes they have leftover whatever-awesomeness placed in the third floor kitchen right when i get off.
d. provo town center is probably better than university mall. but i still hate those bridges.
e. i love living with these gingers.
f. starting now, i am one-fourth mexican.
g. troll 2 is indeed the worst film, ever.
h. i love banksy.
i. there are 4 d-words.
j. one week from tomorrow...california, here we COME.