Up Up Up...

Well it's been getting colder. It hadn't really snowed past the point of the mountain yet.

That is... until Friday night.

There we were, in a little car, on a little road... and driving through the mountains (or trying to) in an out and out BLIZZARD. About halfway through Parley's Canyon... we thought, perhaps we shouldn't go further.

Back story: My beau had invited me to join some friends and family at a cabin past Park City. I was like... YES! nature. Check. out of the city? Check. With some really awesome people? Check.

We were driving out to meet said friends and family, at said cabin.

We turned around and drove to the closest friend's house. The roads were awful, and the snow was coming down thicker and thicker the more we got into the mountains. Upon arrival, what should we discover, but that NO ONE had been heading up to the cabin except us-- they had all changed their minds.

I roominated on the scenario-- what would have happened if Julie and Stephen had continued to cabin alone?

A situation were he slept in the car, and I slept inside.

Needless to say, we were suddenly very grateful for the blizzard that turned us around.

This is me, signing off.

Say It Loud

Say it proud.

Where does the time go? I speculate that maybe it goes into the things we do. Imagine time, a tangible, somewhat silky thing (probably blue) actually going into class, going into facebook, going into those oreos that you munch on the way to class. I think things eat time. No. Things feast on time.

You'd think stuff would get tired of eating up all my time, and letting me keep more of it to myself. But those things are like greedy dinosaurs eating all the tree stars before the short little long neck can get to them.

Yes I may or may not have just compared myself to Littlefoot.

Feasts of time.

My only question now:

Why does water expand when it freezes?

What Comes Around

So, after living on only bread and peanut butter for five days, you start to feel like this:

and then after you get all stressed about money and school and have eaten nothing but peanut butter and bread for five days, you feel like this:

and then when you have fantastic people who give you support, love and friendship, you mostly just look like this:

For all those unaware... this is a happy face. A good face. A very grateful face.