Fashion Accessory

Hello! Despite the fact that it has been a month since I last posted, life has been quite uneventful. The only thing of note is that for the next indefinite period I will be rocking this beauty.

That is, until the muscles in my wrist start to atrophy.

Granola

Last week I went to Coyote Gulch on a backpacking trip.

After freaking out, shopping, freaking out, and painting my nails, I was ready to go.

See these giant holes? We climbed there.

This was "the cliff" that dropped 200 feet that we had to climb in and out of.

I thought I might die.

These were my legs when I got home. Don't worry, they hurt worse than they look.

This trip was definitely out of my comfort zone and I'm not sure I ever want to do it again. But, now I can say I have been backpacking. Bam.

Quote of the trip: "I'm going to make that mountain my B." -Lauren

Every Morning

Sugar Ray performed in Provo.

My eleven year old self was proud to be at that concert.

Mark McGrath and I made eye contact. Twice.

Hello April!

While spring isn't exactly here, I did my part to bring in the season with a flash of color.

This was my 3rd slash 4th time attending the Holi Festival of Colors. This year was particularly muddy and poor Dani slipped and fell (multiple times). That, and the llama calling, was a highlight of the afternoon.

Sidenote: To the man who grabbed me and prevented my fall... thank you for saving me.

On the 27th Becca threw a Sunday Dinner Party. We laughed, a lot. This group of people makes me happy.

Sledding, Robots, and Mustaches

Life is busy. Things are changing and I am thrilled. More will come later.

On a separate note, my family may or may not have tried to end my life. They took me sledding on "Killer Hill." It was quite enjoyable until I flew off a jump, went at least 6 feet in the air, and crash landed. This resulted in a severely injured neck, shoulder, and jaw. None of which were nearly as disturbing as the explosion of the tumorous mass that was previously growing on my hand. [Note: I am in no way exaggerating]

My dear roommate, Alyssa, is very wise and attends grad school at BYU. Her thesis involves a robot and I convinced her to let me "observe" it [i.e. play]. Troy sang me "Popcorn Popping on the Apricot Tree" and won my heart.

Last week there was an outside concert. The music was enjoyable and the people watching was spectacular. A friend was dressed up in a mustache suit; clearly, I made our group take a photo.

Other notable events from the first three months of the year:

* The flood at the Omni-- it has been mentioned in EVERY sacrament meeting since January

* Pizookie Party

* I am a Pass of All Passes [POAP] holder

* Mogul Competition in Park City

* St. Patrick's Day party

* Flash Game [using my POAP]

Spider Bite

After looking at an old picture of a student in our class who had braids:

Girl 1: "She had dreadlocks!"

Girl 2: "She didn't have dreadlocks, if she did she'd be dead."

Girl 1: "Why?"

Girl 2: "Because spiders nest in your hair and bite you. And then you die."

Kimball Hall

Freshman year I moved across the country and met the girls I’d be living with for the next eight months. Through the many (and overly dramatic) ups and downs, three of us became extremely close.

Fast forward four and a half years later and they’re still my best friends. When I’m with them I end up laughing so hard I cry and occasionally there is the accidental peeing of the pants. Clearly time and maturity have done wonders for our appearance, but our jokes and memories are timeless.