Paradise...or Something Like It

Destination: Boise, Idaho. My hometown, true love, and greatest comfort. So what could be better than converting my Utah grown roommates into lovers and respecters of its glory? Answer: Nothing.

We set out around 11:30 am friday morning for a quick weekend trip to the City of Trees. Four hours, a hostess cherry pie, and two cinnamon fire-balls later, we arrived. I was so excited driving down Gekeler Lane. The trees were clutching leaves of gold, red, brown and green, and in one word stunning. After leaving a dreary and rainy Logan, Utah, we were excited to feel the sun's warmth on our faces. We settled in and then set off to start our Boise Adventure.

First Stop: Boise Towne Square. Now to many, the mall is just a place to buy clothes, but to three college girls, its a place of opportunity (especially since the new Forever 21 had opened the weekend before). In the end, we found some great deals, and had a blast.

Later that night, my extremely lovely mother treated us to dinner at the always delicious Johnny Carino's for some italian comfort food. After inhaling four loaves of bread and one salad each, we ate our pasta and were finally satisfied. We then proceeded home to watch the favorite movie all three of us share, Baby Mama (which we have watched probably aroud 34 times in the past two months).

The next morning, we arose ready for some delicious french brekkie. We ventured down to the 8th street farmers market and each got the most fantastic croissants known to man. We then continued our shopping in BoDo, and later went home to watch our Aggies get pummeled by the Broncos.

Afterwards, we decided that we would go to the zoo to see the African Plains exhibit featuring their new giraffe. Upon arrival, however, we found that the exhibit was closed due to repaving. Discouraged we walked away trying to think of something to do. And then it came to me...CERAMICA. If I couldn't see my baby giraffe, I'd paint a bowl to look like one.

We had so much fun being artists for a few hours. Who knew we were so skilled? The time came when we had to part with our creations, only to wait until they would be picked up at Thanksgiving.

To conclude the evening, I opened the girls eyes to the magic of WinCo, where we bought peppermint ice cream and then continued home where we watched the childhood classic Thumbalina. 

It was a fantastic weekend!

Twitterpation

Definition: An enjoyable disorder characterized by feelings of excitement, anticipation, high hopes, recent memories of interludes, giddiness, and physical overstimulation which occur simultaneously when experiencing a new love. These feelings take over without warning, usually at odd times (such as at a check-out line), with or without the partner present, and make it difficult to concentrate on anything but romance. They interfere with work and safe driving, but should be experienced at least once in every person's lifetime.

Its true...I have recently been affected by this phenomenon.  So here are some questions that have been racing through my mind concerning the aforementioned topic.

1. Why is it that before you become twitterpated you see the boy everywhere, but afterwards you seem to NEVER see him?

2. What causes this freak occurance?

3. How have some people gone their whole lives without this wonderful feeling?

All I know is something better happen soon because I'm not sure how healthy it is to feel constantly giddy and smile this much...

The HOWL 2008

My what a way to end October. One of my favorite events at Utah State is The HOWL, the largest Halloween party in all of Utah. After working at it last year, I couldn't pass up the opportunity. I requested to be room lead of my favorite area...the fieldhouse. This is where the line to get in is located. For the past two years I have been lucky enough to oversee the line. For some reason I get a deep thrill from having the power to tell people whether or not they will be admitted, take their props, and see every great costume that enters.

It turned out to be a fantastic year for the HOWL. We ended up getting some really good entertainment this year. Our selection of bands were Code Hero, Love you long time, The Rock Bandits, and Recycled Percussion. We were also graced by the presence of Full Circle, an amazing dance group who personified our creepy doll theme.

Looking spiffy in my bright red shirt and Britney Spears headset, I was ready to go.  The night went pretty smoothly with the exception of a few interruptions. My favorites were the drunk people who had "lost" their tickets, and the two boys who thought it would be acceptable to wear spandex shorts with a print of a famous italian sculpture's bid-ness plastered on. Oh the joy I got from escorting them out.

It was also a great night for costumes. It's amazing how creative people get for this party. I saw about 4 boys dressed as "where's waldo?," 50 Jokers, and some extremely attractive firemen. However, my 2008 HOWL pick goes to the boy who dressed as Edward Scissorhands, cardboard scissors and all.

The evening was a success,  selling somewhere around 5,200 tickets providing our programming board substantial funding for the rest of the year, and we only had three arrests. We left around three in the morning, all of us with battle wounds in tow. Mine happened to be three extremely painful blisters caused by my choice of footwear. 

All in all, a fantastic Halloween.

Team Cuidado

Me, leading the troops

Dance!

Chairs, Room Leads, and Volunteers