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.

Elderly.

So i have biology at 8:30 in the morning which means if i want to ride the bus i need to catch the 7:59 bus. i woke up at 8.. great.. and had to shower.. even better. i decided to take the day off from biology and go swimming instead. i threw my suit on and went to golds gym to get it over with for the day. When i got there all the lanes were gone and i saw a bunch of old people walking down the handicap stairs to get into the water... PERFECT, WATER AEROBICS. Being who i am, i jumped in and told everyone i was joining today. To the left of me was dear marci parker. a 4 foot nothing Hispanic woman who was as tiny as could be. her chin barely came over the surface of the water. when i asked her her name and repeated it to make sure i had it right she replied with a simple "Si." and went back to her work out with the biggest grin on her face. to the right of me was Elvi Nielson. She was hysterical. her laugh was contagious and i could not get enough of these women! there were 5 ladies and one man (a dragged along husband of course). as we were in the water i was almost drowning i could not get enough water aerobics! one of the routines was, "kick me, kick me like i just stole your baby!" Elvi so softly but in her loudest voice yelled "not MY baby! HIYA!" Here are the highlights:
+we had noodles and were pretending they were bicycles going from one end of the pool to the other. as we were doing this one of the ladies looks over at me and says "wow! you got it! the first time i ever did this the noodle kept smacking me in the face, SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK!"
+can we stop now?
+at one point we were asked to shimmy. the instructor kept saying "please ladies, keep them in the water, keep them in the water!" while the women were jumping up as high as they can and shimmying their hearts content. i looked over at Marci during this, and she was doing her little wiggle and i yelled "Marci! Baila Baila" she started laughing so hard she nearly drowned.
+Afterward the ladies informed me they sit in the hot tub for 10 min after each work out, and they so kindly invited me to join. They were so much fun to be with, they made me laugh with each word. They invited me to join them every morning from 8:30-9:30am i think i will become a regular!