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How I Spent My Summer Vacation:

It seems like everyone stops blogging in the summer, and I say good for us! I say good riddance to blogging when it's gorgeous outside. We've got to use the time while we can.

However, I can feel school and fall in the air, starting the beginning of last week. It just happened, just like it always does. For E and me, it has been a rather uneventful summer. We have been working our butts off and that's about it. I think it's been difficult for both of us. This may be the first time we feel like we didn't accomplish what we set out to do. But we worked really hard so I guess that is something.


We did do a few things:


In it to Win It indoor soccer team (DBA In it to Win In-- a misread registration form leading to a name that doesn't make sense on the schedule and our ID cards). Yes, I played on an organized athletic team. Please don't die of shock. And anyways, I resent your surprise, I played volleyball in 7th and 8th grade AND got the MVP award for the JV team, thank you very much.

Oh, and I scored. Last game. It was tied... last 20 seconds... I think, or maybe it was that the other team forfeited and we still played for funsies and beat the team like 14-2. But I did score in the last couple minutes. Assisted by Eric. Eric scored all the time. He is really good at soccer. Surprise surprise.


The Mug. It was kind of a pain in the butt this summer. Eric was so busy with other things (to come) and Katie, his sister, has a toddler now, so it really became difficult to run that thing. Also, the weather was poor this summer. It didn't get hot nearly as quickly, and rained in the afternoons much more than usual.


Orion. Eric started a business witha couple friends. Well, franchised out a business shuttling. It's not like your dinky airport shuttle, it's a more luxurious type of shuttle. Private, usually they work for other businesses transporting people from the airport to their conference, or training, or hotel, etc. It's the company he worked for when he did Sundance, remember? So he talked to the owner and they really wanted to start doing business in Utah County. So, here we are. One summer later and working on clientele. They will work Sundance again, which will be another adventure. Business is picking up a lot right now, so we will see where it takes us.

BYU basketball documentary. Eric worked here and there throughout the summer on this amazing documentary about BYU Basketball last season.

I am so excited for it to come out. He was there for almost every interview, so it's going to be really fun to see the finished product.

Monroe. My dearest niece Mo was born the end of July. She is perfect.

One of our favorite end of summer things is to celebrate our anniversary. We have been somewhere different for each one. Our first was spent leaving Virginia and driving cross country (from VA Beach to Portland with a stop in Colorado), the second was spent in Las Vegas--- a surprise from Eric to me. So this year it was my turn and I planned Park City. Quite nice, really. It's been three years but feels like five. In a life's-events-sometimes-speed-things-up-sometimes-slow-things-down kind of way.

I feel like we are just so lucky, because we really really like each other.


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