Monday, June 30, 2008



This past weekend I went to the home state to have a good time.

I saw the fam for a bit, but spent most of my time up with a friend who just got back from her mission in Tahiti. Nikki spent the last 18 months living the island life (along with some missionary work I'm sure) but it's good to have her back. I was lucky to share this weekend with some great people.

Fun times, good laughs, and eternal memories...SIGH

This did include us running out of gas (luckily near an EXIT) requiring us to get out and push the car to the closest gas station. This gas station didn't actually sell any gas, but they did drive Jeff over to the next closest gas station, therefore saving our lives.

This gas station also was covered in teddy bears of all shapes and sizes. Lovely.

Here is our boy band shot on the mountain we hiked up.

One of the highlights of the trip included everything Stephen said. And his model shots (not included in this blog post but will be on FB shortly)

We love Nikki. And each other

OHHHH and let us not forget one of the BEST things to ever happen to me!! We were lucky enough to bond with G. Brown. "THE G. Brown?" You ask?

"Yes, but of course" I respond.

I think G and I have a great, fantastic, wonderful future together.

If you can't recognize him without a piano, he is one of the 5 Browns. These 5 know how to play the piano. I mean, better than anybody else I have ever met. Or heard. Or dreamt about.
G is seriously amazing. Which is why I'm so lucky he's mine. :) The only thing I can't figure out is why I accompanied Nikki singing...Why G? Why?

(We're in LOVE...almost)

PS Youtube the '5 browns'. No disappointment there.

Thanks, CO, for another good time.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

A New Day

Celine Dion is playing on the loudspeaker in the Cougareat, and while it should be inspiring thoughts of true love and harmony, all I can think about is my Cougs.

More specifically Coach Anae, the offensive coordinator for the team.

I've always felt a bond with Coach Anae. Maybe its his Hawaiian charm, or his ability to make me laugh at firesides (When I was at home in CO for May I drove 45 minutes on my dads birthday for a Mendenhall/Anae fireside-best decision I ever made). He is full of wit and skill, and as I sit here listening to Celine, I stare in his direction. He is eating only three tables away with one of his players, whom I can't identify because he is facing away, and I stare at Coach Anae.

And when I say I stare, I STARE. I think we've made eye contact at least 20 times. I try to muster up the courage to go and take a picture with him, but then I realize our connection is much stronger than a simple photograph could capture. I think about how good of friends we could be if given time, and how I would probably make a really good daughter-in-law when I marry his son.

I decide a blog is a close second to a picture, so I begin to write.

Then he just gets up and leaves. Goodbye, Coach, goodbye.

Monday, June 23, 2008

Mes Amis

These people rock my world.
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Wednesday, June 18, 2008

True Love

I miss the Europe. I would like to go back. Soon.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

BIO 100

I finish up my college education this August, spending the next two months taking my last two classes. When people ask what classes I have left to take, part of me shrivels back in shame as I reply "Bio 100". Usually the given response is a laugh, chuckle, or "I hated that class", which is exactly why I put off taking it. Don't get me wrong, I think the knowledge attained in science classes are beneficial, but they just aren't my favorite. And the horror stories I heard about the group projects (I don't really like group projects) put a bad taste in my mouth. But things have to happen, and I am about to enroll in this class I have avoided the last four years. Please, wish me luck.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

This means something

Ok. So we all know that Utah County is known for its fine dining and cultural achievements, and I intend to keep things this way. My contribution: support the local feed by eating there.

The Loaf: Sugar 'n Spice on BYU campus makes a scrumptious loaf that is known to brighten your day.
This loaf is the perfect size and you can buy honey butter to accompany this delightful bread.
It has inspired many a good conversations and the weekly ritual known as "Loaf Day", which has recently
spread worldwide including to Venice, Paris, Denver, and Vienna.

Although there is nothing quite like the original. Thanks Cougareat!

Next up: BETO's.
Also known as Rancherito's, although I will never refer to it as this name.
Beto's gives comfort to Provo-ites.
It has brought joy into my life multiple times and has created many memories.
Sometimes it creates other things, but we won't talk about that.

This is me at Beto's with Aaron and Reed, they don't believe in blogging.
Take that suckas.

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Wednesday, June 11, 2008

bonnie prince billy - goodbye old stepstone

just me and Bonnie

Ok. So there is this guy. His name is Bonnie Prince Billy. He sings and is amazing. I just love him.

check him out if you can. you won't be disappointed.

thanks to brian for introducing me to his love.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008


so i've started haiku-ing. a lot. i feel i best express myself in three lines. here is a sampling of haikus i wrote at work today. i was really feeling the vibe.

each was written with something different in mind.

Radiohead. Bjork.
Missy. Mike Jones. Eminem.
We like to rock. Hard.

gambling like we do
makes life fun. but i lose most,
yes, at everything

Shake and Bake, Magic
Man and El Diablo; That's
Us. Now you see me.

done and done. no more
bets. deal. what are you doing?
yo. i'm just chillin.

Applebees, half price.
Friends who make me laugh (and cry)
A night in the park.

My name is Cindy
Please answer a few questions.
No? Please? hang up. click.

i'll stop now. i hope you like them.

Monday, June 2, 2008


its rachel's bday today. she is wicked cool. so i wrote a haiku in her honor.

Momma Elk

Girl who likes to cook

She rocks crafts and has good hair

I say you's da ho