It has been a while since I was last home, so this weekend seemed the perfect time for a random visit. I was wondering why I was coming while I was making the trek over the mountain, but now I am really glad that I came. I have had a fun, though slightly nostalgic, weekend. It can be summed up by four colors.
ORANGE! On Friday night, Camille and I (along with our friends Annie and Kyah) went to what is a huge local event known as the Emotion Bowl. It seems like the entire town looks forward to this annual event because it gives us something to do other than milk the cows or race the tractors. (Ok, so its not really that bad and I shouldn't be making fun of a place I love so much, but it IS Idaho, so...). Anyway, the Emotion Bowl is a football game played between Idaho Falls high school (where I went to school) and Skyline high school. While there are actually four high schools in town, this game seems to matter to everyone. The town is split in half and it becomes quite the big deal. The week is spent with the students playing all sorts of pranks on one another. There are signs of either the orange or the blue all over town, on the streets, on houses, business signs, ect. I'm not joking, literally everyone gets involved. Whoever wins the game has the right to paint the goalposts of the shared football field (yeah, I know, that's pretty ghetto) their color. Since the field sits on IF's campus, I personally think they look best orange.
ANYWAY, I went to the game feeling slightly out of place since its been a year and a half since gradation. But, there was no need to worry, cause like I mentioned, the whole town turned out. We ran into parents of kids our age who are now on missions, my grandma's sister who drove in from the neighboring town, old co-workers, the local missionaries, IF's very own "superfan", junior high kids awaiting their turn to be in high school, three of my aunts and uncles, bored residents who had nothing better to do, and many many others. You name it and they were there! After the initial shock of seeing so many familiar faces that I thought I had forgotten, I really enjoyed the night and I am happy to report that the goalposts are orange for the next year.
Pink: I went to see my cousin's new baby in a little hick-town up the road. I have never seen anything so tiny in my life. She was born at just barely 5 pounds but is healthy as can be so she got to come home right on time. She is so incredibly precious, but she was so miniature she didn't seem real!
Brown: Tonight, I went with my cousin Annie and my best friend in the whole world to the 5 Browns concert at BYU-Idaho. It was just us three. Haylee is married and Anneka is engaged, so I was overly overly excited to have some bonding time with them. I think that we had more fun than anyone in the building, but it was not because we were caught up in enjoying the amazing piano skills of the 5 Browns. I think we were rather annoying, bordering on obnoxiousness. I think we all just bring out the craziness in each other. It was so good to be with them. We'll have to write letters of apology to the 5 Browns later, but I think it's worth it!
and BLACK! I was mortified to find out that in order to get into any event at BYU-Idaho, you have to follow their extremely strict rules, including the dress code. (I won't get into what I think about some of their rules, but suffice it to say that its a little bit over the top!). This was bad news for me because I typically only wear flip-flops. Flip-flops aren't allowed on campus, so without thinking, I tried to go with my flip-flops on. That was a no-no. The only thing I had to replace them with was my black Sunday shoes thats are rather dressy. Luckily, they were in my car, so I had no other choice but to wear them. The most horrifying part is that I was wearing BROWN pants. Horrible, I know. And of course I had to see everyone and their dog that I haven't seen forever. I have single handedly re-invented the fashion rules at BYU-Idaho! Yay me!
3 comments:
Can I be a "superfan". I'm jealous of that guy cause his title gets to be put in quotation marks. Maybe from now on, I'll just go by "Ronnie".
And this post is too long.
Rude Ronnie. I read every single word when you posted all the lyrics to the freshman song...
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