Ode to Summer!

"It's the fruit from the tree of thirst.

It's the green whale of summer."

~Pablo Neruda's "Ode to a Watermelon"

It's warming up in Provo! For once I feel the ability to walk outside without a sweater on, although I'm still afraid of freak snow storms! (Think: Women's Conference at the beginning of May last year, running around in a skirt as it snowed.)

I decided to dedicate a post to the awesome CAs of 2008 (a la Helaman Halls, of course!). So, a few quotes to laugh over!

Boyd: Your hair reminds me of tendrils.

Me: What? Like a jellyfish?

Boyd: No. Those are tentacles. But it's better than something else you could have thought I said..."

Hayley: It's smeltering out here!

Me: It's either smoldering or sweltering; smeltering is not a word.

Boyd: Ah, there's my boy! I've been looking for you! (see picture below)

Boyd: There are too many people in here for me!

Me: It's like you are over there talking to your lover. And I am over here talking to your other lover. When will this happen to me?!?!?

Me: I'd date him.

Blair: Don't say that!

Me: Why? What's wrong with it?

Blair: It's inappropriate!
Me: Wait, what? I said DATE him... not DO him!

Blair: RUDE!

Hayley: This is where I'm going to kill you!

Matt: My word! What's wrong with kids these days?

Hayley: They call me Rave Mama back home.

Rochelle: You wanna see my signature booty shake? Hold on. I gotta warm up first.

Bishop: I noticed that your boyfriend was in a wheelchair...

Jillayne: The other day I said something awkward AGAIN and I thought to myself: 'I'm so awkward, who would want to date me, who would want to marry me...'
Bishop: Jillayne, if I were 30 years younger, you wouldn't have to worry about that.

Matt: What, am I just going to let those daughters of God be in peril?

Scott: Haven't you ever gotten freaky?

Matt: I'd rather have Tim be my dirty little secret than you!

Boyd: As you get closer to women, you get closer to God (as he rolls away from me on his chair).