I’m waiting for the day when someone will come up with an idea as brilliant as Harry Potter. I don’t think it will happen for quite some time. Half of my life has been spent waiting on Harry Potter books to be released at midnight and dressing up to go to midnight showings. And it has to be midnight, of course, so you will be the first to know what happens and no one will spoil it for you.
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I’ve grown up knowing all the songs from Wicked, but I never looked up the story or read anything about it. I had my own version of what the story was about based on the song lyrics, and it was basically nothing like the actual play. I figured Glinda and Elphaba were friends, but I didn’t know that Elphaba was good the whole time. And I didn’t know there was a love story in it, which made it even better.
Read MoreAs mentioned before, I love fireworks. July is fantastic in Utah because there is not only one firework holiday, but TWO! Yes, we celebrate the coming of the first settlers of Utah with more giant explosions in the sky. And more parades where taffy is thrown at your head. It’s the best. Our traditional pioneer day celebrations include a parade on Bountiful’s Main Street, then fireworks at a nearby junior high. It’s basically all of Bountiful moving from one point to another, and somehow you have to get there before the rest of the city does so you can get good parking. And once again, Bountiful does their stuff a day earlier than the actual holiday, which is the 24th. This year we skipped the parade and started the evening instead by eating at the relatively-new-to-the-area Taste of India restaurant. It was spicily delicious. (Yes, that’s a word, my auto-correct didn’t underline it.) I would highly recommend it. Afterwards we made our way up to the junior high and played games with my cousins until it got too dark to see. We experienced one of the most brilliant sunsets I’ve ever seen while we waited for the fireworks. It was almost better then the fireworks. Almost. I’m grateful that the pioneers stopped in Utah. I love living in this desert landscape. Although sometimes I seriously think Brigham Young made the...
Read MoreSummer.
Fresh food, small festivals.
Singing, dancing, eating, family time.
Warm evenings on blankets of grass.
Watermelon dripping down your chin.
Nights where the air is warm but the ground is cool.
Since we go to Bear Lake with Colton’s family every year, I won’t write a super long post, this will mostly be pictures. This year we rented a nice home from a family who had apparently traveled all over Southeast Asia. Their home was beautifully modern but decorated with all sorts of Asian relics. There was plenty of room for all of us: two levels, a record player (which we all loved playing with), and a hot tub! Not to mention the lovely view of the lake. Once again we tried our best on the sky ski, and compared to last year we were basically pros. I feel proud to say I was the best one on the sky ski (which really means something to me because for the past four years I’ve been the absolute worst skier of the group!) I still couldn’t control when I went up or down, but I got up and was able to stay up for more than one second! It was a lovely and relaxing weekend with family. Well, the house part was relaxing. The skiing was sure tiring. On Saturday we spent nine hours on the lake, switching off between the beach and the boat. By the time dinner came we were all starving. With all of us fully-grown adults, including Marcus who came along this year, we couldn’t all fit...
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