Who is Rainbow?

Me: (sleeping soundly on a bench in the quiet JSB hallway, during a late afternoon break)

Girl: (very loudly into her cell phone, RIGHT next to me) “Hey Rainbow! Yeah girl what’s up?...etc..” ( I PROMISE she said "Rainbow".)

Me: (rudely awakened, opening my eyes to get my bearings, but keeping my hood pulled over my head.)

Girl: (to Rainbow) “Oh, I’m in the JKB.” (It echoes through the silent hall. I don’t bother looking up to see other disturbed sleepers/studiers stare her down.)

Me: (this is in my head, fighting not to let it escape out of my mouth) “No you are NOT! You are in the JSB you rude, ignorant freshman…etc. etc…”

Girl: (continues conversation…until I hear the sounds of ‘goodbyes’. Thank goodness.)

Me: (take a deep breath, check my clock and settle back into dreamland for another 15 minutes)

Girl: (plops down on the bench a foot away from my head and starts zipping and unzipping her backpack very loudly, texting “click, click, click”, and talking to herself “ok, what should I read…”- granted my senses were probably heightened but I could swear it was the loudest zipper I’ve ever heard)

Me: (shifting my position slightly as to give the discourteous, acronym-challenged, unseen stranger a hint that I am here, and SLEEPING!)

Girl: (finally quiets down)

Me: (falling into comfy bliss again- then, THE BELL. Time for class.) “brrrrriiiiiiinnnngggg!!!!!” (right above me, the most annoying sound ever, much worse than the zipper)

Was I ever that rude? I can see how she felt she had every right to be loud- after all, there is no sign that says “Quiet! Exhausted Students Sleeping”. But wouldn’t common sense and common courtesy tell you that in a silent hallway with people obviously sleeping or studying, you should at least turn it down a notch when you are talking on your cell to whoever the heck “Rainbow” is? (if not, she’ll learn after her first sleep-deprived semester of college). And if you are going to wake me up and ruin my precious sleep time with your incessant gabbing, at least know where you are, so I won’t have to mentally correct you in my groggy state. I don't sleep in class. I don't always sleep on campus, in fact, it is occurring less and less over the semesters- But when I do, that means I must really need it. And I don't appreciate uncouth girls blabbing to their colorful friends about nothing.

I'm sorry. Maybe I was too harsh- I admit, I can be grumpy at moments of interrupted siestas. Maybe she simply was not trained in matters of social appropriateness- Like when to yell at the top of your lungs vs. when to use your "inside voice". Perhaps the poor girl was lost, wandering the halls of campus, searching for a loud place in which she could chat away her time…may I recommend the WILK, or the RB, or perhaps the Anechoic chamber in the basement of the ESC? (Maps are available at the Information Desk.) As for now, for my catnaps, until all loud freshmen are trained or contained- I guess I’ll have to continue to take advantage of the general shortage of estrogen in the Clyde building, and thus lack of traffic near the couch located inside the women’s bathroom on the 3^rd floor. (Or, those little cubbies in the library- although falling asleep sitting up has its own challenges).

What I want to know is: Who is Rainbow?

-Rants by Mary

Last September...

Trees are changing, the weather is unpredictable, football season is in full swing, classes are starting up, September babies are celebrating their births, and wedding bouquets are full of autumn colors.

I love the fall. One of my favorite things is walking around campus and crunching as many leaves as I possibly can underfoot. The weather is sunny, rainy and everything in between- and even though our ward party got rained out, we still had fun eating all the food really fast, "so it wouldn't get wet". I love shopping for back-to-school items like fresh lined paper and new backpacks. I love watching my husband go crazy as BYU football provides us with sweaty (or shivering) limbs, and hoarse voices each Saturday. The start of a new semester brings excitement and dread (depending on the class), but either way... the hope for a good few months and the promise of hard work. Finally, Natalie and Bjorn's beautiful wedding today gave me just one more excuse to love this month.

This September was particularly fun for us- as we got to celebrate on September 11th- Jonny's Birthday! AND reminisce about that same day, exactly ONE YEAR AGO, when we first decided to get married! And my-oh-my, am I glad we did. It has been a WONDERFUL year.

Next September is a mystery! Who knows where we'll be or what we'll be doing. The new adventure that awaits, really excites me...and sometimes scares me half to death. But I know that whatever happens, at least we'll have each other!

Viva la Mexico!

?Como se dice "gringo" en ingles?

Well, we had a wonderful trip the last week of August. It was our belated Honeymoon! (getting married 3 days before school started and 668 miles away left us with only one day in Vegas on the drive back.)

So on August 24th we hit the high seas on a fantastic cruise! We were pampered, wined and dined, lounged and read, ate and danced, watched dolphins and sunsets, and explored a little of Mexico...for 7 days. It was wonderful to be together and to have this relaxing time to ourselves before getting back to the grind of school and work.

The whole trip was fun, from beginning to end. We left our apartment in Provo on the 20th, and got to spend a night in Las Vegas, having dinner with Monte, Tana, and Rich, watching the Bellagio fountains, and reminiscing about our first few days there together back in January!
We loved our drive to California and our few days with the fam in Bakersfield: A Hollywood trip to Wicked with the girls for Mom's birthday, shopping and swimming with the kids, and a day at Hurricane Harbor!

Then the day came for our embarkation, and we drove excitedly to San Pedro to board the "Vision of the Seas". We were able to stop at Cabo San Lucas, Mazatlan, and Puerto Vallarta, and explore a little of the culture: Snorkeling, winning a "newlyweds" dance contest, bargaining with street vendors, swimming at the beach, trying out authentic Mexican food, and taking tons of pictures! Mary had fun practicing her Spanish, and Jonathan had fun counting Pesos.
After we said a sad farewell to the loveboat, we stopped by the L.A. temple to walk around the grounds and gawk at each other as if we'd just gotten married all over again. :)
We are two lucky ducks.

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