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Family City U.S.A.

First of all, are you wondering if someone has been spamming our blog somehow? The answer is no. A lot of the stuff Eric wants to put logos on has to have a url address (I don't know if that is the correct lingo) instead of just physically uploading a picture, so we have been using the blog to create links in order to upload photos. Lame. I know. I guess that means I am assuming you all stand captivated, awaiting the next brilliant post and that we are disappointing you each time there is a rustle of movement on the blog. I guess. But I know I love when you all post something fresh, so I am going to stop punking you and start writing.

I have been thinking a lot lately about things. Bah ha. What else would I be doing? What else would you be doing? The weather is finally getting nice. The mountains are greening, the sky is blueing, the birds are crapping all over my jeep. I went to drive to work today and they crapped all over the driver's seat. That's it. Not the hood, or the passenger seat. Neat. Then I did what any normal human being would do and I tried to flick it off the seat. Wait, what? Yes, that was my gut reaction, and no, it was not dry. I looked all over the jeep (which Eric just cleaned immaculately) for something to wipe it off and found a crumpled receipt under the passenger seat. So if there is something white on the back of my thigh today, sue me. I did clean my hand.


Everytime I drive down that hill by my apartment I look at the lake and the mountains. It has taken until this year for me to open my eyes and realize how phenomenal Utah Valley is. Sometimes when the lake is bright I imagine I'm driving down the hill in San Francisco. In the canyon I pretend I'm in Colorado. And then one day I realize it's just as nice to be here.


My job is challenging and rewarding. Our branch is.... challenging and rewarding. Eric is excelling in everything he does here. There is so much to do and see with so many universities nearby. And there are a whole bunch of Mormons everywhere---generally nice people that I don't mind associating with. Just like the Non-Mormons that live here.

Do I want to live here forever? No, not really. But I've grown up a bit and come to see that despite stereotypes (and the truth that lies within them) there are a myriad of quality persons that live here. And really what else can you ask for more than good friends, family, and an excellent view?
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  1. AnonymousJune 30, 2011 at 10:43 PM

    I will amen this post! After moving away because it's all I've ever wanted- somehow I feel a pull at my heart strings when ANYTHING that has to do with Utah comes up. It really is THAT beautiful!

    Hope all is well,
    Kayla

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