I've been way busy lately because my parents are in town! Actually my mom just left yesterday because she has a conference in Montreal, but Dad is here until Thursday. Saturday we went skiing with my brother, Sam, and his new girlfriend, Sarah. She is way cool. I approve. I haven't skiied in a really long time, but I survived and I even did a few runs by myself when my parents were too pooped.
On one of the rides up on the lift I was with this guy. I started chatting with him and I couldn't figure out where his accent was from, so I just asked him. Apparently he was originally from Germany, had lived in Australia for about 10 years and now lives in the Bay Area. He was telling me about his work in IT and his very sick relative who they had been worried about, but was not longer on her death bed. I heard about his wife's stress over it and his relief in her relaxation from their visit to Utah. He tried to explain his exact job regarding cameras, but it was beyond me, so I just nodded politely to that part. It was actually rather interesting. I was embarassed when he told me he was from Germany and I asked what part and he named an area that my brother had been in for a really long time. I said: "Oh, my brother served there for a while." And he clearly thought I mean military. Sometimes I forget that most people aren't Mormon...oh BYU.
You know those days when you just know that you're not going to get anything else done for the rest of the day in school terms. That was/is today. I did however get a lot of names done at the temple along with two of my awesome neighbors. Apparently Tuesday afternoons are the time to go. There was like no one there. I then went on a run with one of said neighbors. It was a good pace and I felt way good afterward and then I went to...Pirate Island! (After getting lost first) for a party for the people who had volunteered for the Rex Lee run. It was Awesome. It reminded me a lot of the Pirates of the Caribbean ride at Disneyland. The workers all dress as pirates-ish. And the decor is great. After eating pizza and talking about what we can do better/keep the same for next year, they gave us tokens to go play in the arcade part. I kicked trash at the rifles. If only i was that good of a shot in real life. I'm much better with handguns, but even then...speaking of, I'm going shooting on Friday! :)
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