Over a Month??? I'm horrible.

It has officially been a month and ten days since I posted last, and I'm a bit ashamed of that...but here's my official apology post:

I'm So So So So So So So So So So So So So So So So So So So So Sorry for no posting in a month and ten days. I apologize from the bottom of my butt, because it's the biggest part on me (ba-dum pshhh).

Have I ever told you how weird I am? Well, you don't have to take my word for it. I'm leaving for New York City in 7 DAYS, 19 Hours, and 10 Minutes, and I'm pumped! That's mostly because I'm going to see the filming locations of my favorite movie: You've Got Mail! I've honestly spent quite a bit of time tracking down these locations, and I'm quite excited to check them out! If you want to check all of my trip experiences out, head over to my travel blog: Roaming Ramblings where I'll post all of my travel updates.

I've decided something over the last little while. Life is too short to just tolerate; we should be living it to its fullest! Being a 21-year-old college student is one of the best opportunities I have in life to experience new things, and I truly believe that we need to experience everything we can in this life. So, I'm starting up that travel blog that will have all of my journeys posted on it. Let me tell you of some other experiences I've had though...

Last Friday, we had a foam dance at WSU. That's right foam. The area below the bell tower on campus was completely filled with bubbles, and it felt like I was being hosed down in the local car wash. If you haven't ever experienced a foam dance, I highly recommend it. Observing people when they have the opportunity to return to their childhood (especially playing with bubbles) is quite entertaining. I saw everything from people doing push-ups in the suds to girls trying to take pictures of their newly-acquired white beards.

When I was little, you know...bath tub age, I played with all sorts of toys in the bathtub, and did every imaginable thing with the bubbles. My favorite toy was a turkey baster. At our cabin, Parker was well-known for his escapades with a turkey baster in bath tub at our cabin. As I was cuddled up with my dad, reading a book in front of the fire and listening to Kenny Loggins's lullaby CD, all of a sudden the peace would be gone because of a loud "tooting" sound (for lack of a better word) followed by Parker, yelling at the top of his lungs, "EXCUSE ME!!!" He had placed the turkey baster under his leg and simulated a malodorous event...if you know what I mean.

Another recent blast-from-the-past was my opportunity to chaperone Bonneville High's choir tour to San Francisco. Wow...was I ever as loud an obnoxious as high school kids are now? I sure hope not. Don't get me wrong, I had a total blast with them, but they sure can be...entertaining...to say the least. For more on that trip, head over to the travel blog.

Well, I'll be sure to keep posting more regularly now that school is out. Until next time, have a good one!