OOH an expired pie!

Brittany and I went to Costco today to buy some more KB socks and gum but we got oh so much more! The sample carts were out and we were hungry! we stopped by a few until our eyes met with Otis Spunkmeyer cookies! such a delight.  we scurried over to the tiny table to wait for them to come out of the easy bake oven.  i looked down at the tray to see that there was grease stains on the wax paper showing that the cookies are not cut into small sample pieces, no, they are completely round whole cookies given away. hot. straight from the oven, and for free. could the day get any better? honestly?  we anxiously waited our turn, there were 3 other young teens before us, not a problem, the tray had 6. the minute that tray was raised to put the mouth watering Otis cookies on the table  i heard coming from behind me shuffling small feet and the low hum of a little old man on a motorized cart. before i could even think the cookies were gone! i looked up to see with dismay an old lady and the little old man devouring MY cookies! now if you did your math right you'd be asking, where is the 6th cookie? a lady in her early 80's snatched it out from under us and in all her excitement she dropped it! i KNOW i wouldn't have done that. being old, i guess she assumed she had privileges, and she demanded the next cookie that was ready.  a swarm of 80 year olds, half walking half crippled, and 15 minutes later we finally got our cookies.  worth every push and shove.
we then headed over for the frozen foods, the ravioli! there was a not so strapping young man, due to apron and hairnet, giving the samples.  he told us that they wouldn't be ready for another 3-4 minutes. no problem. this time, we decided to be aggressive. while we waited we complained about the previous sample table, demanding to not relive it again. i, in my rather loud voice, told him all about the lady who dropped the cookie and how greedy she was demanding the next one... to my embarrassment she was right behind me! this sent us in an uproar... the little old man in the motorized cart then came quickly... then the shuffling.. these elderly are quick! the sample man was so amused by us, he said he was new in town.  he needed fun things to do and asked if we liked to go clubbing.. he then asked us if we knew anyone who could help him find things to do.. i KNEW this was a pick up line.  rapidly the last 3 minutes of conversation summarized in my head: Costco sample worker, club-er, 28, moving to Utah so he wouldn't get in "trouble" in California, beach trips on Sundays after Sacrament, and single for a reason popped into my head. intriguing? i think not. i decided to play it cool, dumb and dumber style, and tell him there are many fun people at UVU who i'm sure would be happy to help him tomorrow in class.

we then walked away eating our hot ravioli, leaving him and the elderly in the dust. together.
Thank you Costco for taking my $60 in exchange for conditioner, gum, and toilet paper.
and i thought i went there to save.

Golden Snitch

I was sneaking through a 6th graders email today and this is what i found:
"I have to tell you guys something. Im tired of lying to you guys so much. meet me in the creek at the porter rock well trail creek at 4:00 tomorrow. P.s check out these paintings I have made." 
I think I'll go check out the scene tomorrow in the creek at the porter rock well trail creek at 4:00.

i then found her in a chat room, some peoples kids..

GUY, king of the Y

Today my roommate & I took the challenge to hike Y mountain for our work out.  When we arrived at the base we saw that there were others who had the same idea. We started the climb when we saw a man in a blue sweatshirt on the next switchback up from us.  he turned around and in the loudest most boisterous and deep voice yelled "TOP OF THE MORNING TO YOU SISTERS! IT'S A BEEEEAUUUTIFUL DAY!" Before we started the hike we had decided that we wanted to run every other switch back.. well this was interrupted by this man who didn't let us out of his sight!
his name: "Brother Guy Larson"
his hiking wardrobe: EFY sweatshirt, brown dress pants, and boots
his story:  diagnosed with multiple lung conditions 
the cure: a strict 6-times-a-week hiking regime of Y mountain 
Guy told us his whole story and bore his soul within the first 10 minutes.  Why he has hiked the Y over 1,400 times in the last 5 years-not missing a day, the love he has for his 2 daughters, the keys to succeed, and his testimony.  
This man is loud, bright and very religious.
 At one point in our trip he was giving his round of high fives to the hikers coming down making sure not to miss anyone.  He missed a small boy and ran down the mountain to make sure he tagged him.  There was also a Hispanic man, Guy screamed, "BUENOS DIAS!" I about fell over.
When we reached the Top of the Y he politely said, "Hold on, I must go to my ending point." this was a very important 10 more feet.
To read about Guy's story and to get a better feel for my morning, click HERE.  This article can say it better than i can.

Guy Guy, What a Guy.

Peoples Prime

Right after Anthropology, THIS is what i turned the corner to... & this is what i have been turning the corner to for the past couple of weeks... he is in a new position each time. it's kind of a guessing game i now have with myself.. his outfit i always nail on the head though, right on every time.

So this weekend i took a short road trip to Arizona for my roommates wedding, & along the way we did some stops.  My favorite was the Hoover Dam, an "engineering wonder!" according to my ever so excited mother that i was there!  here are a few reason why i love the Hoover dam so much:

Now this next one is quite interesting and i think sums up half of the students at UVU... she said it was her Halloween costume... remember now, its February.

This is the email i got from my mom this morning:

"Megs,
All my life people have told me I look like someone they know. I can totally relate to the post on your blog. I think it gets so old sometimes. I have the typical "white caucasian" face. And if that's not bad enough, they say I look like the ugliest actress known to man"

I'm sorry Meryl Streep.

All my life everyone i meet tells me i look like or remind them of someone else. i am always "the best friend back home", "the childhood neighbor", the "cousin", or the "old girlfriend of a sibling". Today i got my favorite one yet:
"My latino friend", who yes, is a male.

and to think, i thought i was an individual.

Into The Woods

These are beautiful pieces of artwork on the walls of my institute class. now don't get me wrong, i see the talent behind them but.. i also from a distance find them quite revealing. the first ones thumb is in the wrong position... take a step back, squint a little, and you'll know what i mean.

the second one i feel like the Liahona should be replaced with a gun.. and across Lehi's face he has a sneer and it's saying, "nice gun i'm packin' eh?"


+i was walking down the hall today and the girl ahead of me had on the new fashion statement: short dress, tights, and high heels. her hair was curled and HUGE and i knew she was trying to look GOOOD, really good. well there was one problem with this fashionista. her backpack hit her in the perfect spot. The more she walked the more her backpack snuck up the bottom of that dress and held it there. her dress was pulled all the way up in the back and lets just say.. i found you Ms. New Booty. Now remember, she is wearing tights, and for all of you who know your tights... they get more shear as they go up the leg... you can only imagine.
fortunately i was on the phone while i saw this mishap so i couldn't snap a photo for your loving eyes to behold.

+KEVIN UPDATE: i saw Kevin at institute today sitting, rather close, to the the Laura Kroft look alike tapping that pen. Kevin is doing just fine.

The bus is starting to smell a little funny. Today i found myself smelling it, and knew it was time to start mouth breathing again.