Here comes the sun, doo-n-doo-doo

I have long [meaning for the past two years] believed that Utah, at least northern Utah, only has two seasons: summer and winter. This year the weather seems to be determined to prove me right. Just as things were warming up at the end of April we got hit with two days of snow and now we've hit 60-70 degrees all this week. People have been seen in the pool. Need I say more? Right when I thought we would maybe get some temperate springtime Utah comes back with snow and then thrusts us immediately into the preface of what will be a blistering summer. I need to get sunglasses and soon otherwise I will spend the entire summer walking around with my eyes closed, no joke, I have actually had to do that before.

So, mini rant for the day. Do you remember when you got to college and you were like "wow, college kids, they're so mature and smart and college-y"? Well, in the words of Mrs. Turnblad "I came down from that cloud real quickly."
College kids aren't, by default, any more mature than high school kids, something that, just as you forget it, will come up shrieking in your face. When I moved into my new apartment I also moved into a new ward which seems fun and nice and everything but nothing's ever as decent as you want it to be. No, some of these lovely people still seem completely unable to give others some general respect. They seem, in fact, unable to pass by a breezeway where a couple is simply talking without making some "smart" remark. Honestly, these are the times, you know? The times when you really wish that beating the snot out of someone was the answer. Since that's not the case, though, I really hope that karma comes back to seriously bite those individuals, see how they like it : P

In spite of occasional social irritations, I really do love it here, especially as things start to warm up some.
Case for loving life #1:

Yes. Baby ducks. The first ones we saw were on my birthday [Easter for everyone else] when we were walking to church. Last night Tim and went down to the duck pond and there were loads more cute little guys to watch as they flitted around the pond. I really love baby animals, especially fluffy ones. But remember: do not pick them up. If you do then the mother will abandon them and then congratulations, you have killed a baby animal. I know, most people probably know that already, but not everyone does and I'm out to educate the world.

Case for loving life #2:

It's warm.

Well, generally. I still get cold in my office but that's because we don't really have windows or outside ventilation. : P Warm weather means going outside and enjoying the grass and trees and sky. Warm weather means more walks with Tim and the promise of hiking in the mountains.

Case for loving life #3:

Time to be with family and friends.

Right now Tim and I are on opposite schedules, I work days and he closes which means we don't get a lot of time during the week and with his calling Sunday's are even more full than usual. It's a struggle sometimes between being tired and wanting to spend time together but I know we'll make it. And the time that we do get provides some of my favorite memories so far this summer. I love being able to go down to his parents house and see his family on occasion. Mine's so far away that it's nice to have that warm, welcoming and at home-ness again. Not to mention that these trips give us about and hour and a half both ways to just talk and laugh : )

What I'm not such a fan of this summer is how far away Chelsea is. She left at the end of the semester to go home to a place that isn't home for her and left Amber and I here. I'll see her in June at her wedding and then in July or early August when she and her new husband move back here but by that time so many things will be different. It's disorienting already to have something fun or exciting to share with her and then remembering that she's not here and that those things are often things that wouldn't make sense to anyone else, even just for context. And for those of you asking why I'm complaining when we live in the age of technology, Chelsea has never been a very prompt text responder, esp when she puts her phone on silent ( : P ) and she doesn't even have one right now anyway. Besides, Chelsea is something you have to experience in person or the best parts are lost in transition. I guess I just miss my friend.
We were never meant to spend our lives tethered to our friends but loosening your grip can hurt a lot like growing up.

On a somewhat lighter, and more baffling note, how is it that it's 70 degrees outside and I'm sitting here wearing my coat zipped up to my chin? I'll never understand : P