Bowling, us???

Tonight I had big plans to go see American Fork High School's production of Les Miserables with my family. I was going to go with my mom, brother and little sister, but when we got there the show was sold out. Never in my life have I seen a high school show sell out. I guess I should be glad that the community is so supportive, but it left me with 3 family members and nothing to do. So, we needed some plans , stat. I suggested the movies, I was dead tired. Mom suggested bowling. Bowling? Never in the course of my entire memory could I find even the tiniest suggestion that our family had ever even thought of going bowling together. The idea did not sit well. But, bowl we did, and we had a wonderful time. Turns out my mom is a champion bowler, something about a bowling class at BYU in the mid 70s. Personally, all the credit for my bowling skills go to the nintendo wii. Thanks to Val and Jim for letting me practice and not look a complete fool in front of my family! And thanks to the father of four next to us that cheered for us whenever we were lucky enough to bowl a strike.

What a Weekend!

I went to the Joshua James concert at the Velour with my roommate Leilani. She is a peach for coming with me to try something new, and on short notice. Now, I was first exposed to the music of Joshua James a whole two weeks ago. He sang with Joshua Radin at the concert I went to at In the Venue. I was intrigued, so I went to itunes and checked out his stuff. I must say I was pretty darn impressed. So, when I found out he was going to be playing just up the street from me, I simply had to go.


The concert was great. I have seen few people in my life who channel so much emotion and so much passion when they are performing. I am sure that he felt every last word of every last song that he was singing. And it didn't hurt at all that he is the most unassuming and perhaps almost awkward human being. He just seemed so honest, not afraid that he wasn't totally comfortable talking up on stage, he owned that weakness and it endeared every one in that audience to him. The only disappointing part of it all is that his album isn't as raw as his live performance, it really was a great show.

Girl Scout Cookies!

Today was girl scout cookies delivery day. 2 boxes of Thin Mints, 2 boxes of Samoas, and 1 box of All About. This is how heaven is defined. Yet, it isn't only the cookies that make me so happy. It is all of the wonderful things that are associated with them.

I used to love to sell girl scout cookies. We had a big troop, so the surrounding neighborhood was always slim pickings, but I enjoyed it anyway. The year I sold the most boxes, I only sold 13, and I was on my death bed. I was in 1st grade and I contracted scarlet fever. I couldn't even sit up in bed, and yet I diligently sold cookies over the phone. The tragedy in this story is that, even though I was selling cookies as I was on the brink of death, they didn't give me a patch. Sheer tragedy. But what can you do?

I still love this time of year. I love girl scout cookies, girl scout cookie ice cream, remembering sitting out side of grocery stores. I can't pass a store and not buy cookies, I want to help those little girls who are being denied patches. Buy some cookies, save a little girl's hopes and dreams!