I'm with the band.

On saturday, we went apple picking. We climbed over the fence and helped our neighbor Marie pick the apples off her tree.  And ya know, it was really fun.  There's some kinda magicness up there amongst the apples and the branches, and I felt like I was interruppting their party.  Even after eating three apples on my ride that morning (I rode past an orchard and i was starving) they still tasted better than anything in the store. You can just feel the earth's energy in your body when you eat them off the tree.  (Ok have I established that I like apples).
Marie also made me pick all the pears off her tree, (you know how old ladies can be, and you can't say no, right)?  But the kids helped out well and we got a haul of apples to dry.
After that we went and saw the DHS band perform and I always wondered why the band has such a nerdy rap in high school.  They were soo good!  Morgan wants to be a drummer, carson wants to play trumpet, and Malia wants to be in the color gaurd.  hmmm.  I guess we will see.
We played on the track after, I think the boys will be good runners, I just hope they choose something to be good at anyway. Afterwards, we headed to my dads for a little BYU game party.  Funny, half the people there were ute fans.  And it's kind of a bit hard to watch a game when people in the room are rooting for the opposite team.  We left at halftime, heard the verdict of the game the next day and remembered why I don't like watching football games in the first place.  meh.

did I mention how much I love skinny jeans? Especially on this girl

it's much harder and cooler to be a cougar fan:)