The Beginning of Summer.

 Welcome, Summer!

Well, summer has finally arrived, and man oh mighty does it feel wonderful.
A. I don't have to stress about school.
B. I'm home, sleeping in my own bed, being fed by my mother.
C. It is a wonderful 100 degrees outside and it makes my life to walk outside and feel the sun zap me like that.
D. I have time to read, sleep, and enjoy life.

Summer started out real well. Joe, Chad, Emily, and I ventured out to the Spanish Fork hot springs on the last day of finals. The moon was bright, the springs were deliciously warm. The company was marvelous.

The rest of the week was spent as a homeless bum at Sophia's place. I slept on her couch Wednesday-Saturday morning. Thankfully, she has maybe the most comfortable couch on the planet. Activities included Target shopping, jacuzzinging, group rinse offs in the showers, making forts, and bawling our eyes out as we watched The Impossible. Oh, and redoing Sophia's blog and cleaning their apartment for cleaning checks. All good things. It was incredibly difficult to say goodbye to Soph, but I know we'll see each other soon enough.

Now I'm home. Going to the gym with my mother at 5 in the morning. Celebrating Naomi's wedding with Bridal Showers. Working for my dad. Reading, reading, reading, and going to sleep early.


Ain't life the greatest?
I contest that it is.

Love always,
Ems

Jenga Master - Almost.

On Saturday, I hung out with Ms. Sophia. We were at her house when somebody suggested that we play Jenga. The majority of people didn't want to play, so instead, we decided to have a Jenga-off between the two self-proclaimed Jenga masters- a boy named Michael and myself.

Well, the game got crazy. I have never played so many rounds of Jenga without the tower falling over, but we kept pulling blocks out and putting them on top. I was just about to win, even had my block on top of the tower, when I accidentally hit the shaky table we were playing on and- CRASH - it all came tumbling down.

The funniest part was that Sophia's brother, Chase, started a running commentary on the game as though we were playing Jenga, ESPN Edition. That's why I'm laughing so hard in the picture- Chase was commenting on my tactics of always trying to remove the middle block.

Isn't life all about the simple moments? The Jenga games that turn out to be the best parts of the night?

I sure think so.

Love always,
Ems