BYU vs. Utah Hockey
It was nice to finally get out of the dorms for once on a weekend. We decided we lacked a little violence in our lives so we headed to the BYU vs. Utah hockey game. I always forget that even though BYU kids are usually well mannered, they can start full on fist fights like one player did about 3 times. I know I am technically a cougar but I still have to be somewhat loyal to my hometown, right? Can't I just bleed purple?
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Mattress Dominoes
My floor finally did something we've wanted to do for months. In hindsight I should've actually done it and not just video taped it. But because I just washed my sheets earlier and made my bed, I didn't want to take my tempur-pedic off and have to repeat the tedious process of lifting the foam mattress and tucking in all my sheets. But we're suppose to do it again before finals so I will definitely be in on the action this time; however, I am a little hesitant to have something like this mattress falling on me.
Lazy Sunday Walks
While attending East High I made the mistake of never taking any pictures at the world's most famous high school. Well, I decided that I'm not going to make that mistake again while attending "America's most popular university" (U.S. News). We only hit two landmarks but we got some good photos.
Babysitting
Tess and I went to hang out with Rachel while she was babysitting her niece Sadie. Since we're about marriageable age we thought we should practice our domestic skills. With the help of Betty Crocker we made a fun-fetti birthday cake and cookies 'n cream brownies. Both were quite delicious.
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| Rachel forgot that she could squeeze the frosting back into the container instead of scraping it out |
Valentine Decorations
Every month Rachel and I try to think of a creative way to decorate our door . This month we decided to do something similar to what we did for November. For thanksgiving we did a thankful poster where everyone who walked by could write one thing they were thankful for. For Valentines Day we had hearts that people could write what they loved.
For 3 days the Cannon Center had tables set up for students to make Valentines to put in other people's mailboxes. My roommate and I received a couple little ones and a poem. We still can't decipher the meaning of E.E. Cummings words or who the anonymous person who sent it.
