Monday, October 13, 2008

October on Wings of Ice

It was only a few days ago that I was sweating all the unnecessary water out of my body as I traversed to the Hinckley Building... and now as I look out my bedroom's window I can see little ice droplets hanging from the leaves on the tree out there. So where on earth did autumn go? I'm guessing it's still hanging around in every other city but good ol' Rexburg, Idaho, where snow came down like Frosted Flakes (yeah, I'm talking about the cereal) all weekend. After church yesterday I went to my Relief Society Board Meeting (that's what you get when you're the R.S. pianist) and then to finally get set apart... Sidenote: It was a really cool blessing. Anyway, then my roommates Courtney, Christina, and I all waited for our lovely Relief Society prez Sarah (who also happens to be our roommate) to get out of her meetings so she could drive us home. Home, by the way, is a mere ten minutes from the Smith Building, where our ward meets. All I can say is that this winter will not make a wimp out of me! Oh wait...maybe it already has. And the snow hasn't even stuck yet! We barely squished into Sarah's little red car and then coasted down the hill in neutral because she was practically out of gas. Part of the reason she gave us all a ride, she said, was so we could get out and push in case the car stalled. Relief Society presidents are so compassionate! I just realized that I haven't blogged about Mother's Weekend one bit, even though I'm sure my mom will take care of some of the details. All I can say is thanks, madre, for forsaking the warm Utah weather just to be with your crazy brownish-redheaded (that's right, Jenny, I have red in my hair! and photographic proof!) kiddo. I have plenty more stories to tell, but right now I've got to bundle up for class (ahem...only 5 minutes away).

3 comments:

what was i thinking?! said...

Rudy! We sent you with a camera to college...start using it and share some pictures!

...and bundle up.

love, dad

Em said...

Ahh...while I cannot reminice like some of your other Aunts can of the Rexburg blue's, I can attest to the whimpiness that occurs when the brazen winter meets poor, under-fed, over-worked students. I had one apartment that I would oft wake up with ice on the INSIDE of my windows & you could see your morning breath. Those with cars would mercifully pull over occasionally and offer rides on those below 0 mornings to students at the bus stop and usually you'd see 8 kids try and fit into a compact car. What was it that our parents taught us about rides with strangers? Always say yes when your nose hairs are iced over.

Ging said...

It is no miracle that you write so well, as is the case with your father, the power of the pen is greater than the power of speech. Your mother , however......