Diana and I left Vegas, bound for Provo, last Wednesday night. We traveled up to Cedar City where we spent the night with a dear friend of mine. Our husbands were in graduate school together in Riverside. We lived in the student housing there for five years. And despite the limited budget and cramped living conditions, those years were truly magical. We shared dinners, played games, cheered our husbands in championship basketball games, held each others' babies, shopped, and walked, and just generally hung out together all the time. There is something unique about the simplicity of life during the schooling years. And just like most things, I probably didn't fully appreciate what I had, until it was gone. And having wonderful friends to share it with made it all the more fantastic. After those years in school, we parted ways. They have spent 17 years on the east coast, but have come back to the west. So it was wonderful to be able to spend the night at her house and catch up. It is amazing how you just pick up where you left off with really good friends that you haven't seen for a long time. That was a excellent way to begin the weekend.
Then it was onto Spanish Fork, where we arrived just in time to see my niece perform in a first grade patriotic program. All the kids were adorable as only 1st graders can be.
That night we headed up to Salt Lake City to see the performance of Mary Poppins. I heard about the fact that it was playing just the week before and was thrilled when we could fit this into the schedule for the weekend. I have wanted to see it for at least three years since it first came out on Broadway.
Diana and I with Mary herself. Quite satisfactory!!
We loved every minute of the performance. There is just nothing like a professional production. It was truly sensational. Trust me it was practically perfect in every way. I would recommend it to anyone, except maybe small children. There is one number with life size toys that is on the scary side. Diana thought it might even give her nightmares. We loved it so much, I am going to start saving up for Beauty in the Beast, that comes in March. Mary Poppins was really the high light of the weekend, and I enjoyed it to the fullest, blissfully unaware that two days later I would witness a tragedy of mass proportions. How is that for foreshadowing?
Friday I got my hair done. And Friday evening I went to the BYU football fireside with my sister and brother-in-law. The fireside was great as it always is. Afterwards I took the chance to meet a few players that had not been assaulted by me before.
I also ran into Jaimeson Frazier, who I met at the baseball game after women's conference. Shockingly enough he recognized me and said he remembered my funny stalking book and turkey bone story. He may have been saying that to make me feel good, but I suppose in some freakish way, I am memorable. Not many crazy old ladies running around with turkey bones and books of their stalking pictures.
It was quite eye opening to see all of the other BYU fans. I was with my people, if you know what I mean. Sort of like finally making it to the mother ship. One fan had a blue football helmet with angel Moroni glued to the top of it. There were people in completely blue body suits. My favorite sign that someone was holding said "Hey Jordan, my sister called, she wants her arm back."
Overall I would give the ambiance, company, weather, and snacks an A+. The actual game, well not so good. However I do still love my team. I would go to see them again, despite the pain they gave my heart. My status on facebook that night said "Other than the shooting, Mrs Lincoln, how was the play?" That pretty much sums it all up. I only hope that they can learn something positive from all of this. I have the utmost confidence in Coach Mendenhall. I will be there on my couch Friday night cheering them on to what I seriously hope will be a victory. One of these days, things will click and they will march up and down the field. And when that day happens, you can bet that I will be there, turkey bone in hand.