It smells like hot...sick in here!

Jeff and I set out on our second University of Utah road race a few weeks ago. Despite the fact that Jeff worked until well after the team caravan left, and the race was in the scenic, historical Laramie Wyoming 5 and 1/2 hours away, we set out in the dark of night to meet our density... I mean destiny at conference finals. Not many things in life are quite as inspiring as the drive from Salt Lake City to Laramie. The silent majesty of a winter's morn, the smell of the scout camp port-a-potty, and the singing of one Evan comes to mind. But I digress. We arrived at our quality team lodging at around 1:30 A.M. and stumbled from the car into a room filled with leg shaving, spandex wearing U of U cyclists. Those nice guys saved us the best spots...the floor and the roll-away bed. After about 5 hours of quality sleep we woke, rested and ready for the days race. When we woke we ran to the window and tore open the sash. When what to our wondering eyes should appear but 3 inches of snow in historical Laramie, Oh dear. Off to the continental buffet we went, to ponder all the wasted time traveling we spent. So back to the room to sleep we went in the nick, and upon entering all exclaimed "It smells like hot sick." But what is this hot sick you may want to know, the result of 6 stinky boys...but back to the snow. It piled on the streets and combined with 40 mile and hour gales, 8 degrees Fahrenheit so we set our sails. Back to the balmy weather in lovely Salt Lake, feeling sorry we had gone at all for goodness sake.

Graduation

The word is still out on if I passed my classes this semester but we still went to commencement this last Friday with high hopes. After a great lunch at The Olive Garden with the Bear family, we headed up to Kingsbury Hall for the big ceremony. Bri even wore her new skirt for the special occasion. A quick trip from the stadium to president's circle and we were there. The lawn and patio in front of the building was a sea of people in cap and gowns and off in the distance the sweet sound of the bagpipes were playing. We were running late so we had to run inside. After everyone was in their seats the fun finally began. The Governor was the special speaker and did a great job. Then the PhDs walked...and walked...and walked(much like pioneer children only no singing...just smiling). It took forever but they finally got to the Bachelors degrees. After all the Grads had walked we made our way up the the Huntsman Center for Jeff's graduation from the school of business, taking pictures the whole way (we were with Dad after all). By the time we reached the Huntsman Center my cheeks were twitching from all the photos.

After a few more pictures with the whole clan we made a break for it to the nearest Chili's for some awesome dinner. What a fun time. I am now officially unemployed!