Well, actually, Tucson has not been blown to smithereens (not exactly sure how to spell that, smytheryines? smitherreenes? smitherines? oh well) This is a picture of a Tucson Sunset taken by me on my ever-so awesome camera phone. Yeah....I definitely need to get a better camera.... and learn how to take pictures. Anyway, the sunset was really pretty.
So I went to Mesa yesterday and went to the Mesa Temple and that was a blast. I love it there. The feeling of peace is incredible inside the temple. I just feel like being a better person every time I go. Afterwards I drove over to MC's house and talked with her and my cousin Kayla and her awesome husband Kallam (pronounced like "Kayla"with and "m" at the end) ....it's so fun saying their names kind of jumbled like "Hey! Kaylamsjsm!" and see both of them look at you. Ok, so it's really juvenile and they probably get so annoyed with everyone doing it, but . . . .it doesn't stop it from being incredibly fun. Afterwards, MC and I went and bought ice-cream. Not to go off on a tangent, but I love Ice-cream. So amazing. While being down here in Tucson I have learned from several women that ice-cream can be used as an anti-depressant, which is also a good explanation for why I am not miserable all the time. There’s always a carton in our freezer (for the record, it’s not always mine). This does not, however, explain why I have yet to reach 150 pounds. Dang metabolism.
Back to the thought about people that have about the same name as Kayla, there is a girl in Tucson (for our purposes we will call her Shayla) who hates me. I'm not entirely sure why Shayla hates me. It's probably because I need a haircut (which I really do). Shayla came over today and let me know that I am the scum of the earth. Anyway, it never ceases to amaze how girls can just look at you with one look, and in that one look let you know that you are the most horrible thing to ever have been created since the invention of the accordian. But, oh well, she probably just needed to go eat some ice-cream.