Saturday, July 28, 2012

All hail broke lose.

As many of you may know or have heard my little hometown got HAMMERED with hail.
Not just your average pea sized hail, but golf ball to baseball sized hail.
I was working in the library when it happened and all the power went out and the few patrons that were inside stood out in the lobby with me as we watched in shock, seeing the hail smash the concrete and cars. Withing minutes it looked like it had snowed an inch as the ground was govered in hail.
 Seriously I have never seen anything like this, not even in a movie. 
After I got home from work we went and drove around to survey the damage.
You couldn't drive down the street more then 5 seconds without seeing at least one car with a smashed in window.
Usually anytime is a good time to go to the temple but if you lived out of town and walked out of the temple all happy and glowing I'm sorry that feeling didn't last much longer once you saw your car.
My dad estimates that 50% of the cars that were left unprotected have smashed windows and if your window wasn't smashed in, then your car looks like it got hit with 100 baseball bats.
As for houses there are a few broken windows, panelling dented, and shingles and ceder wood roofing broken off.
And well you can guess that every garden in town is destroyed.
My heart breaks for my dad. His garden is his baby during the summer.
But he has a good attitude about it. He just says "Oh well it's just a garden, at least I'll have a lot more free time."
And here are some pictures just so you can see how bad it was.

A Hail pile in someones yard.

People out golfing the hail.

The greens on the golf course. They'll be closed for the next 3 weeks :(
Siding on someones house.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012


Sometimes I joke around about being a "cougar" because I'm 23 and not married.
Most guys I meet at BYU-I are 22 and younger.
Actually just in general most guys I meet these days are younger then me. 
This summer I'm working at the library doing the Children's Summer Reading Program and the theme for this week was "Once upon a time." 
So I donned my grad dress and pretended to be a princess.
Let me just say, I wish I got to be a princess everyday at the reading program. 
All the little girls would just stare at me with a little smile on their face. Some would come up and tell me how beautiful I was and that they loved my dress.
Everyone always wanted "the princess" in their group or to sit next to them during the craft. 
Now here comes the cougar part. Today there were 2 boys ages 8 and 9 that just LOVED me. 
They hardly left my side the whole time. One of them said he wanted to be a prince so I told him he could be my prince and he was all over that. He kept saying that I was his princess and that I would one day be his wife. They both told me that they thought I was beautiful (actually one of them said I was sexy and the one that was my "prince" said "I wouldn't say that about her, that's not good")
Then my prince kept saying how much he really wanted to marry me. He kept taking his "magic" jelly beans and wishing on them that he was 25. He asked how old I was and when I told him I was 23 he was like WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO OLD?! You'll be 33 by the time I'm 19 and can move out of the house. I just want to get married so we can go on dates and have babies. It'll be so much fun!
Seriously people I was dying with laughter inside. He seemed soooo serious about all this and that it would actually be a possibility. I told him I would wait for him and he told me that I should and if I could please stay young. (It's a good thing I already look younger then I am)
And I guess if I don't get married in the next 10 years I have a willing candidate. That just brings my heart so much comfort.... :)
Welp that's the end of my story. I'm sure I'll have more as he comes to the program every wednesday.

Friday, July 6, 2012

Stupid. Maybe, Maybe not

Just get ready to call me stupid.
Especially any family members who may read this that are living at my house right now that I haven't even told because I know it was potentially dumb, but I did it and I'm alive.
On Thursday I picked up a hitch hiker. 
This is the story.
I was on my way to Raymond for Summer games 
*Insert me and my partner took silver in badminton. YAY
So at the turnoff to raymond I see a hitch hiker headed in the opposite direction.
Usually I see hitch hikers, feel bad and wish I could pick them up then forget about it.
But for some reason I saw him and thought if I was driving back home I would pick him up. It just felt okay? I continued to play out this whole scene of where I would talk to someone on the phone the whole time and have some secret code word so that if anything started going wrong they could call the cops or something. 
Anyway went and played badminton and was driving home 2.5 hours later. 
I just get past Magrath and who do I see on the side of the road, but the hitch hiker still walking. (That's like 12 KM of walking in the heat with no water or food. And I came to find out he'd been walking since just past Lethbridge. Now we are probably tacking on another 12 KM.)
All the sudden I notice my foot has pressed on the brake and while this is happening I'm saying out loud "NO NO what am I doing. I can't pick him up! I'm all by myself."
Despite my minds resistance I found myself pulling off to the side of the road approaching this man with his hands waving furiously in the air.
I roll down my window and I can feel my whole body shaking as I ask him where he is going.
He tells me he's going to Cardston and that he's pretty sure he's got heat stroke because his arms are starting to go numb and such. 
Every logical part of me said to leave but I just couldn't. I really feel like I was suppose to pick this guy up. Seriously call me crazy and stupid but it felt so right, from the first time that I saw him (Sounds like some kind of romance...) But really I think I would've been devastated had I found out later that this guy had died or been hospitalized and known that I could've helped him.
I just tried to be super nice cause I've heard that makes it harder for people to hurt you. I gave him my water bottle and a piece of gum and blasted the AC as well as rolled down his side of the windows. I made some small talk in the beginning and just tried to be as sweet as could be. 
He slept pretty much the rest of the way home.
So there is my story. I picked up a hitch hiker and lived. 
I will probably never do it again but I'm honestly really glad I did this time.