I realized today that I am an entity. Entire classes of BYU students have come and gone and I remain on campus, haunting the Harris Fine Arts Center. I wander the halls, stare at art, and meander over to my studio in the Jesse Knight Building to paint, paint, paint. I have witnessed the retirement of several professors in my art career, but still I remain. I have spent countless hours in the same studio space and have watched BFA students come and go. Final show after final show goes up in the HFAC and comes down from the same walls, yet somehow I still have not completed mine. As our dear friend John Lennon once told us, "life is what happens when you're busy making other plans." So here's to you, Lenny--from the HFAC ghost. I always knew you were smart.
This bug is the closest representation I could find to what ate a chunk off my shoulder today. This is not a joke. I felt a stinging, biting pain and took my sweater off to find this Ambush Bug's cousin CRAWLING UP THE INSIDE OF MY CLOTHING. It bled and hurt and swelled to 3x its original size in a few minutes. The wound had to be iced for three hours, and there is still a red sore from the miniature pincers. 
Mike and I spent the past week up in McCall, Idaho with his family. We stayed in a beach cabin and enjoyed a 80*-90* week full of waterskiing, wake boarding, and water football. As you can tell, it was absolutely torturous and the lake wasn't very pretty.
I got to hike The Narrows Monday & Tuesday with Dad, Nat, and Mike. I did this hike with Tyler and Dad in high school but we did it all in one day. I recommend camping overnight--it was fantastic and helpful to spread the distance over two days. Pictures to come.
If only I weren't going to school full-time, trying to finish my finals a week early, working 30 hours a week, and planning a wedding. 
