6.08.2008

Confession ...

That's right ... I have a confession to make. And I will only make it once. And I will never discuss it outside of this blog. {You probably should be sitting down for this} ...

I love Provo.

No, that is not a typo.

I know what most of you must be thinking, Adam Ruri or Chance Basinger must have gotten into my blog account and must be typing this, right? After all, Mindy Marie Thornley would never have such feelings for Provo. And, even if she did: she would never admit them! But, I must say, it is a truism.

But before you have me committed into an asylum {or disown me}, let me explain ... :)

Truth: the six months I resided in Provo, Utah I would still refer to as six of the most difficult months in my life. Truth: I am not 100% positive that I would love living there now. Truth: I still am a true-blooded Aggie, through and through and think every one the planet should be an Aggie {except for maybe Hillary Clinton}. I could never even come close to converting to Cougarism. :)

But the one truth that matters the most: I will forever be grateful for those six months because of the people those six months brought into my life. As much as I talk about hating Provo, my disdain for BYU and BYU athletics {except for the cross country team, which somehow I have always liked}, I absolutely love the people who live there and I hope they know that.

What brings this on?

A weekend spent in Provo with some of the best people I know ... the kind of people that you can sit with in a living room doing absolutely nothing, except for maybe be close to falling asleep due to exhaustion, and still be perfectly content and pleased because you are with them.

While that example actually did happen, there was some other stuff too ... :) And now is time for photo documentation of that. :)

Friday was Chance's birthday ... and so we decided to take him out to dinner at Tucano's {there is more meat in that restaurant than in a field of 93,489,384 cows}. We {Adam and I} only invited a few friends to dinner, hoping that it would distract Chance from our other plans later that night, a surprise party.




Chance got a harmonica for his birthday. It's actually pretty disgusting how talented he is. He basically picked the darn thing up for the first time and was automatically playing recognizable tunes.

After dinner ...


We had to kill some time before Chance's surprise party. So, we told him we wanted to take him across the street to Border's and get him a book as a gift. But in order to get the book, we'd play a little game. Everyone would pick out a couple books they thought Chance would like. Then which ever book he liked best from our selection, we'd give as a birthday present.


This game ...


Turned out to be quite entertaining. :) Here is Chance when he saw one of the selections ... It is called, Yes, you're pregnant, but what about me? by Kevin Nealon. Other selections were: an Anita Stansfield LDS romance novel, a Danielle Steel romance novel, a body building book, The Five Languages of Love, and my two selections, Grapes of Wrath and An Inconvenient Book, by Glenn Beck. I will have you know that those two made the final three {with the third book being one Chance picked out himself} with the winning book being the Glenn Beck one. Two golden stars for Mindy. Word.


While at Border's, a little jazz band was playing music in the cafe ... Since we had more time we needed to stall, we requested this for Chance ...

video


Eventually came the party ...


Uhm ... all I can say about those balloons is: I was in a hurry when purchasing them and evidently didn't read the packages ... I thought they said, "Happy birthday!"


The following day ...

My old roommate, Amy, and I attended the longest parade known to mankind that took place in Eagle Mountain, Utah. We went because we heard some nut was going to be driving a four-wheeler around in the parade, promising to throw us lots and lots of candy our direction ...

The weekend didn't end with the parade, but evidently that's when I stopped taking pictures. :) So, I guess that is the end of this post. Uhm. Yeah. The end. Goodbye. I need to eat something chocolate.

3 comments:

jill said...

how about this...you HATE provo, but the Church is true and the people you meet because of various associations are AWESOME, and that is ok.

That's how I feel about it anyway.

Toni said...

Well said Jill my dear. Provo --really? Really?! That is like me saying that I love Bo ...nope can't even get it out. That city that is no where (and will never be anywhere) near as amazing and wonderful as NYC!!!

Alison said...

So Mindy... I have decided something... The next time you are in Provo, you should take a little senic drive up the canyon to the beautiful Heber Valley and pay me a visit!!

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