Sweet call of the countryside...

Instead of reading the one hundred pages (detailing the lives of cattle-herders in Namibia) that I'm supposed to have done by tomorrow, I thought that this would be a good time to catch up on some blogging. Besides school and that "Freshmen Fifteen" that I've gained...again...here are some highlights (that I have pictures of) from the last month:

SUKKOT!
One of the best parts of Fall is the many opportunities to "whoop it up" with some Jewish holidays. If I didn't know that Jesus Christ was my Savior and Redeemer I would convert to Judaism in a heart beat. Sukkot, or the Festival of Tabernacles, is one of my favorites. Here's a little excerpt from Judaism 101 "The Festival of Sukkot begins on Tishri 15, the fifth day after Yom Kippur. It is quite a drastic transition, from one of the most solemn holidays in our year to one of the most joyous. Sukkot is so unreservedly joyful that it is commonly referred to as the Season of our Rejoicing. Sukkot commemorates the forty-year period during which the children of Israel were wandering in the desert, living in temporary shelters. The word "Sukkot" means "booths," and refers to the temporary dwellings that we are commanded to live in during this holiday in memory of the period of wandering." The BYU Hebrew Club built a sukkah on campus, and I was so excited I got right on the phone with my mom...who got right in the car with the rest of the family to come down and be a real Jewish family and eat J Dawgs (Polish...I know, but the pickles were kosher!) in the sukkah...


FIREARMS!
Last weekend we headed up to Newton to blow things up and eat large amounts of food...the perfect day. Willy and Jan, Greg (minus Nat and baby Garrett...nice...why do you think we went?!?!), Brian and Kathy, Eric, Mal, Matt Man, and the grand finale, my cousin Mike who's in from med school in Milwalkee.

CITY CREEK
We love city creek, especially in the Fall. The colors are changing and it's absolutely beautiful right now. Mom, me, and the Beans went up just the other day to spend the afternoon. We took books and snacks, and soaked in some sunshine. Even the Beans was happy.

Hey buddy, why the long face?

Only a Cubs fan could watch her team tank the first game at home, commit 4 errors in game two, be down 9 runs in the bottom of the ninth, have 2 runners on with no outs, and actually think to herself, "You know, we could win this"...No...Just no.

P.S. Two words I never want to hear again: Kosuke Fukudome

That's Amore

They told me it would happen. I openly mocked and argued, but they were right. Everyone told me that one of the outcomes of moving to Provo, Utah was that you're destined to find your one true love. Let me just tell you that I've never been so deeply happy as the night I discovered DEEP FRIED TWINKIES! That's right...you winced didn't you. So did I at first. Twinkie eating is nothing to be proud of to begin with, let alone dipping it in batter and flinging into a vat of fat...or so I thought! Put aside all preconceived notions you had about those tiny golden sponge cakes and find yourself a Deep Fried Twinkie stand...yep, a stand...off the street. I would like to take a moment and thank the individuals of the Utah State Fair Committee who approved the Twinkie Stand and also my Aunt Tay for introducing me to my one true love.

My Little Sneakers

They say that you're not supposed to have favorites at school, and while I enjoy (most days) all of my 579 kids, there are always those few that sneak their way into my heart. Three of my sneakers graduated from kindergarten yesterday. For those of you who have never witnessed, or like me can't remember your own, kindergarten graduation is definitely something to experience. It's like one of those movies that makes you laugh and cry, and when you come away from it it seems for a moment that all is right with the world.

Happy Mother's Day!

Codi gave me the stink eye for never updating my blog. You see, the problem is we travel as a pod, us Ferguson's. What one of us writes about, all of us write about. Unfortunately my mom is wicked fast at snatching up the computadora. So while the rest of us enjoy her witty commentary on our lives, we also look like losers for never updating. So while everyone else is cleaning up I am going to give you a little snippet of our Mother's Day. I probably only have time for some pictures before I'm called in to do all the things no one else wants to...take out the garbage or do the dishes. I can hear the scraping of plates as I type so it's only a matter of minutes. In the interest of time let me just say that our day was perfect. Here are some pictures... P.S.- nanner nanner to all the Ferguson women who thought they would beat me!