Fun in the Sun

To celebrate the completion of my semester at school, mom and I headed down to St. George for a weekend in the sun. Papa Mac warned us that the outdoor pool was broken, but we assured him that as long as there were lounge chairs and sun we wouldn't mind. But the scene was comical nonetheless, with yellow caution tape surrounding the dry pool and someone's hiddeous 60s print chairs that they decided to share with the community. All of this did nothing to hinder our relaxation. Mom of course tanned but didn't burn . . . and I got fried like I always do my first weekend in the sun. My dad says it's becuase I'm a pasty-white European-American . . . but not for long! I got a good base tan this weekend.

One morning mom and I drove up to a walking trail outside the city to enjoy some new scenery as we exercised. I love the desert in the morning and evening when the sun is low over the landscape, it was beautiful!

Oh, and did I mention I fell in love? Well I did . . .

With the most gorgeous boat ever! The length is probably a little bit too long but I love everything else about it . . . especially the color. You can't really see it in this picture but it's not your typical red, it's more like a deep berry-red. Someday I'll have a boat just like it!

The 5"7' Giant

Watch out BYU campus! Here comes the 5"7' Giant! I don't know what's happening to the world but people are shrinking . . . boys in particular. Or maybe it's just that I come from an abnormally tall family . . . which is unlikely, we are tall but not abnormally so. You know since I've started my college career I have become very skilled in the art of walking across campus in heels. Most of my heels are about 3.5 to 4 inches tall, so the added inches makes me about 5"10' or 5"11.' I mean don't get me wrong . . . that's pretty good for a girl and I love being tall but it does become pretty comical when walking across BYU campus. The Land of Short Boys, as I call it. For instance, just the other day I was walking down the hall (in my 4 inch heels) looking at different announcements when a guy walking in the opposite direction, being the friendly BYU student that he was, said "Howdy" in his Texas accent. I smiled and continued walking until I turned the corner and was alone to chuckle by myself . . . the top of his head had been just a couple of inches above my shoulder. Note: this is not an uncommon experience. Although most cases may not be this extreme it is the norm for me to be taller than most boys and girls that I see. But to give BYU the benefit of the doubt, this strange phenomenon might be explained by the fact that I am an English major and all the tall people like to congregate in some super-secret place without my knowledge . . .