mayday!

Oh May. I don't know quite how to say it... so I'll say it in medical spanish: Digame si duele. Respira hondo. Voy a examinar los genitales. ¿No tiene alguna pregunta?

May was always one of my favorite months. The riff raff at BYU would leave for the summer to do sales. The girls who cried in testimony meeting about missing their family would go home. Streets were empty. Pools were begging to be broken into. People wore less clothes. Classes were easier. The weather in Provo was perfect... like it was in Arizona during February.

But this May feels different. I'm in school, and it is still hard. People break into my pool. It's 103 degrees... and old people are wearing less clothes.

Lisha is here, which makes every day fantastic, of course. But I do wish we could transplant our selves to the easy breezy days of Provo living. Here is some music for you to play... for the month of May... I do say.

Mob Mentality!

Michael, Stephen, and I love blogging! I thought I would just put up the obligatory Brigham Young University beat the Utah Utes post. It was such a fun game! Just to summarize really quickly, at a minute and a half Utah had just scored a touchdown putting them up 10 - 9. On the BYU drive we failed miserably and were left with 4th down and 19 yards to go. However, we ended up throwing a miracle 49 yard pass that gave us the first down and great field position. It was simply the biggest play of the game. BYU continued driving in until Harvey ran 15 yards into the end zone to put us up 15 - 10. BYU scored the 2 point conversion leaving 45 seconds left on the clock for Utah to score. They actually made pretty good descent down the field but they ultimately got stuffed and Utah lost! It was a great feeling. I have no funny stories. The people behind me spilt soda all over my jacket. Oh ya, I feel kid of terrible about something I did for the game. I sold mine and Stephen's tickets on eBay for $70 each. But then I bought a ticket for myself for $20. I felt really bad because, honestly, no one should have to pay that much for a ticket. But I felt better when I bought a new sweater with the money.

It was also great because we got to rush the field.