Elevator Encounter

Where I work, there are public bathrooms on every floor of the building. The problem with the first floor bathroom is that it is public. And there is a lot of Public using it every day. (It doesn't
help that the color scheme is brown and yellow). People, employees and Public alike, have been known to head to another floor to take advantage of the not so well used bathrooms. It also doesn't help that sometimes, usually at the most inconvenient times, the bathrooms are closed for cleaning.

Yesterday, I went to the first floor to drop something off. I got on an elevator to go back to my floor, when two little girls jumped on the elevator with me. The doors closed, and they hadn't pushed a button for a floor so I asked, "Where are you going?" (my idea being that I would push the button for them). They responded, "To the bathroom!" Me: "Yeah, but what floor?" Them: "Up!" Me (in my mind): "Oh brother." They got out with me, because I suggested it, and then I
directed them to the bathroom (they walked right by it, so I guess they couldn't read)--they finally made it in the right door after three different attempts by me to point out the correct door. As an afterthought I yelled after them, "To get back down, push 1." I hope they made it back down without too much trouble...

Frootie O's and Mountain Goats

One time when I visited Moo, we were poor. For entertainment we
walked to the grocery store and bought a box of frootie o's for $1.
Then we sat on the balcony of her apartment (which overlooked the
parking lot) and made froot loop necklaces. The yarn or string, or
whatever you use gets a little sticky after you start eating the o's
off of it. Lately, as I've walked down the cereal isle, I've wanted
to buy some frootie o's and make necklaces. Does Spring make you
nostalgic too?

On Friday Husband (can I just call him, The Rock? It's cooler, it's
more accurate...and it's cooler). The Rock took me on a night hike in
a canyon. Now, the sun was still setting when we arrived, but by the
time we headed back we had to use flashlights (we tried NOT using
flashlights, but at some point it became ridiculous). Best part: the
little bitty frogs that were hanging out in the pseudo-stream (it
wasn't really running water, but in the desert, I take what I can
get). Once the sun set, they started bleating up a storm. Bleating.
Not ribbit ribbit ribbit. No. These guys are more like mountain
goats. No matter. I've never experienced that before--frog noises in
the dark dark dark. It was quite an experience. (Plus, we caught one
mid bleat with the beam of our flashlight so I could see his little
bubbly throat expand and contract with each Maaaa).--Lu

Sparkly Lips

For my birthday I received three flavors (and they are YUMMY flavors)
of sparkly, shiny lip gloss. Not much is more girly than that. And I
have been happily applying lip gloss every 2 to 3 minutes since the
moment I got them. At times, after applying the lip gloss (and I
usually go all out, no little dab for me) I feel slightly self
concious because HEY there are sparkles on my lips. Not enough shame
has hit me yet to discontinue using them. At work, at the store, on
the bus, and at the gym. (and because I still had lip gloss on my lips
when I finished at the gym, I know that this is Quality lip gloss).

P.S. The university just hosted a rap concert. The daily university
newspaper published part of the contract. Along with specifications
as to what furniture should be in the hotel room (including end
tables) there was also a request for (1) connect four game (will be
travelling with one, but it's nice to have an extra just in case).
Yes folks. It really is the simple pleasures that make life
worthwhile.

green and 100% biodegradable: it's LU!

Today is not only Earth Day, it's Lu's birthday.
This seemed Very Appropriate:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=QMvufEegrzg&feature=related

Just cut and paste.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

-Moo

Why Moo Had a Good Weekend (Part One)

Remember that post where Moo is riding Low Pony and a Geologist shows
up and the sparkle came back to her smile? Well, that same Geologist
just added a new kind of sparkle to Moo's life. As to the manner in
which this new sparkle came about, I'm not sure who will have a bigger
emotional response, all you BYU fans, or non-BYU fans--because I
don't think he could have done it in a more appropriate way
considering the long-standing rumor that on the third time around the
Provo temple, something magical happens. Something magical did indeed
happen to them shortly after that third go-round.

Moo and said Geologist are experiencing bliss (which only lasted until
they called their parents who immediately wanted to know WHEN and
WHERE...ah, sweet questions, musical questions, annoying and terribly
grounded in reality questions) and Moo's left hand is now a pound or
two heavier than when she started that fateful walk (and if not
heavier, it is at least more sparkly).

Congrats little sister! And Geologist: WAY! TO! GO! *I'm hoping
that part two of this post will include pictures.* Hint. hint. --Lu

seen around town...

a middle aged woman coming out of the downtown main library wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and pink slippers. The kind my mom wears.

strolling down a main street: a tall bald man with a large silver chain around his neck, and a paper birthday cone hat perched on his head. --Lu

The Adventures of High Horse and Low Pony