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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

Yes I made that dress (with a lot of help of course from The Source)

Whatever happened to them? They were like the best!

Labor Day Weekend

I spent Labor Day weekend in Hurricane. And yes that is Hurricane to the right, this is the view from on top of Molly's Nipple. This "semester" has been pretty crazy so far. I have been gone almost every single weekend since it started, and well, I guess that is just what happens when you aren't in school. I hitched a ride down Saturday night and came home Monday evening. It was a really short trip but let's be honest, any excuse to get out of Provo is joyously welcomed. I drove down with Joe Furse and his sister Mary after they left their cousin's wedding in American Fork. The drive of course entailed me updating Joe on all of my love life woes and my "theory" on dating and its games. Mary must think I'm crazy after those 3 hours of me non-stop talking. Joe did get a word in edgewise when he told me all about his own dating scene and needless to say, it just felt good to talk to people who would listen and still love me in the end :)

We got in around midnight, dropped my stuff off at Grandma and Grandpa's then went over to see Colton and his mission companion Garen, who was visiting for the weekend also (same Garen in earlier post). I had thought that the weekend would be nice and relaxing, nothing too out of the ordinary. But Colton upped and surprised me with all these plans he had made to show off beautiful Southern Utah to Garen who had never been down there. So we drove out South of Town, shot the 12 gage (I just like saying that because it sounds tough),

also shot a pistol - my first time,

drove through Zions,

and of course through Short Crik aka Colorado City or vice versa. Monday Joe, Colton and I hiked Molly's Nipple- an extremely steep hike that will be unforgiving if you ever chance to slip on the soft dirt. The boys have hiked it several times at night which I swear is impossible since I was going at a snail's pace on the way down, praying I didn't slip and slide off the mountain.

It isn't exactly a pretty hike until you reach the top and you get that amazing view of Hurricane and Pine Valley. And then if you turn to your left you can see St. George and if you look hard enough the D for Dixie College.

After a shower and lunch we headed back to Provo (Logan for Joe). Such a bittersweet parting. I did manage to leave with a few jars of peaches and apricots. Oh and sorry about all the pictures. I kind of went overboard with the picture-taking. After hiking I checked the camera for how many I took and I was far past 100 (this is hardly 2 days were talking about).

Funny story: also after hiking Joe was reading the newspaper and flipped to the Zodiac daily fortunes. Mine began as follows, "You may feel as though you are in the center of a hurricane right now." You got that dang straight.

Oh and we saw a house that one of my "greats" built when my family originally owned a bunch of land up by Mt. Carmel

And while out there we saw this road, which has the best name ever. I could only imagine this in some Mark Twain story

Song of the week

Which may actually turn into a couple weeks or so...

"Bandstand in the Sky" by Pete Yorn (Nightcrawler album).

I rode a Harley and survived to tell the tale

Saturday I drove up American Fork Canyon with Garen on the back of his Harley. Now I was scared driving up that road in Fern and Josh's car, but on the back of a bike it was a little more nerve-racking, but the view was unbelievable:

We met a couple up at the top who had a Harley of their own but with a good 60,000+ miles on it. Terri and Paul were kind enough to give us pointers on what we should do if we ever go on a long trip. Terri even pulled me aside and told me that if we planned on every going to Sturgis we should just go the week before or after and go up to Mount Rushmore. Of course this entire time I had no idea what Sturgis was (Garen did though, he's the one that brought it up), so I just smiled and agreed with practically everything she said. The best part was when she grabbed my hand to double check if we were married and when she realized we weren't she got all embarrassed and said she had just assumed since we go to BYU. I told her it was perfectly ok to assume that about two BYU students out for a joy ride on a Harley. The one picture we had them take of us has Garen's eyes closed but it will have to do:

Garen- "Strike a noble pose."
Me- "This is as noble as it gets."


The backside of Mount Timpanogos


And as per the post before this, we went and had lunch at the Harley store then meandered throughout it staring at all the bikes. My favorite part was looking at the really old bikes they had on the upstairs landing. Garen tried to explain how everything worked and why certain bikes were built a certain way, I tried to take it all in but once he started pulling out the big words I got lost. The bike below was by far my favorite-

Christmas wish list

I found what I want for Christmas on Saturday-