(Please note: I left my camera in Utah so this post is pictureless for now. I want to get this post up before I forget everything so, hopefully on some future date, this post will include the pictures I was so diligent in taking)It has been a few years since Mark has been able to step foot into the hallowed Cougar stadium. Growing up with season tickets, this makes for a rather uncomfortable adjustment. So when the first game of the season was announced, we had already made plans on attending.
The 11 hour car ride wasn't as bad as one would expect. Due to the car robbery that happened a few weeks back, we were forced to rely on the Compact Disk! Mark busted out his old school CD binder and we were off with a few ready made mixes. Funny to go through our old mixes from years now gone and listen to the music we loved. Mark even had some EFY dances tucked away that made for some fancy entertainment.
Friday was packed full of "go-sees". First stopping in the Salt Lake Cemetery to pay a visit to my Dad's grave. I brought a small framed picture to place near the stone which I thought was a nice touch. It was a little strange being there; I wasn't quite sure what to do. I talk to my dad all the time so doing it there just felt...forced. It was a nice brief moment.
We then spent the next few hours at the Salt Lake Temple. My first time doing service there so that was a neat experience. I was fixated on the brides of the day which goes to show me that getting married didn't take the infatuation of being a bride away. The temple itself is of course a beautiful structure; with the inside being just as ornate. The history behind the building adds to my interest so it made for a great afternoon.
Jumping in the care with just enough time to drive north and meet the parents and Bro at Maddox which is considered a staple luxury of Northern Utah. I must admit, their bread rolls were amazing. Lets just say I lost count at 7. The waitress just kept putting them in front of me! To our great luck they were also celebrating Peach Days which made for a splendid piece of pie to wrap up that goodness.
Another key highlight to the trip was our stop at Grandpa's farm. Mark spent many a summer here; so it hold a lot of really dear memories. The farm itself has been mostly untouched since Grandpa died in 2002 so you can image my excitement in searching through an old house that was full of historical collectibles. We managed to take home several really neat relics like first edition camera's, a typewriter, and a 1902 Edison player. Mark was the only one attacked by the massive grasshoppers, and I managed to get the monstro-bee into the spiderweb long enough to let us finish up and vacate. It was sad to see the farm in such bad shape; but I can't lie; it was like walking through a deserted old house from the early 1900s. I loved it!
On our drive back, we made a much anticipated stop at the home of my oldest roommate Lesli John. (Oldest as in the first one I've ever had, not in age). Lucky me! She was such a gem to visit with us for a few moments. It has been 7 years since our last get-together so it was sure a delight to reconnect. A true friend!
--this is where we left the camera so all other events were photographed with the Bouche's camera. Bless them!--
Saturday Morning! A perfect breakfast with the Anderson's and Sullivan's at Kneaders as we planned our joint vacation get away. That right folks-we are going on a reunion-of-sorts cruise with Mark's greatest High School buddies and their wives. And we're all travelling with the MVP's. (Morrell Vacation Planners). I jumped right on the train of research and booking the trip and even made an elaborate reference booklet for everyone. Despite that, it was great to see some old friends and laugh about their lives now.
And then-the moment we had all been waiting for! I mean; lets be honest here, the whole reason we went to Utah wasn't for the friends, family, or food. Those were just bonus items to the glorious BYU Football game. Dan and Krista, & Julie and Ryan joined us at the Stadium for some "rise and shouting" good times. A pre-game stop at the college Bookstore resulted in some much needed fan attire for all. Followed by a fabulous display of athleticism and sportsmanship by our cougars. Our seats were on the west-facing side of the field so we felt happier when the clock read 7 minutes in the 3rd quarter. Why you ask? Because it was then that the sun had set just enough to put us in the shade. Nice! To those who didn't watch,
shame on you, the cougars won. But only because "U-dub" made more mistakes then we did. (
in my opinion) Thanks to Dan's mad driving skills, we were home in no time to enjoy Chef Tom's delightful Mediterranean Burgers. Delish.
A shout out to Mike who came out to part-ay with us each night we were there. And to mums and pops for putting us up free of charge. 'Preciate ya.
And to my blog readers - hopefully there will be pictures to make this incredibly long post less boring. :)