I guess we'll just skip the obligatory part about how I haven't blogged in months. If Jess were reading this, I'd say, "You knew what I was when you picked me up."
Anyways...
If I were an organized kind of person, this blog could be broken up into little sections, neatly labeled with pictures to help illustrate what we've been up to. In no particular order, the topics might cover:
1. Matt becoming a 4th semester med student, and a few of the miracles that got us there (the last 10 days of 3rd semester. I NEVER WANT TO REPEAT THEM. And I'm not even the one taking the tests)
2. Home with Mom and Dad Lew: Sleeping in, Lots o' Chinese food, Disneyland, and Newport Beach wedding
3. Rediscovering my love of ultimate frisbee
4. Rediscovering my my ability to enjoy lifting weights
5. Rediscovering that I do like summer, just in California and not the Caribbean
6. In which I become an aunt to my 7th beautiful niece, watch her birth from start to finish, and witness my sister being a wonderful mother
7. In which I play enough guitar to finally develop calluses on my fingers...and probably annoy my neighbors
8. In which I brag about our awesome best friends on the island: the Crookstons, Michelle, the Wrights, the Atteburys. We love hanging out! Beach, pool, church activities, dinners, movies, etc. (Daniels, McGlues, Wightmans, we miss you!)
9. My excitement to work with the Young Women of our LDS branch here in St. Maarten (and yes this is me putting in a plug for any great youth activities you would like to share with me. Thank you in advance)
10. Andrea Hastings Lemmon, my dear brother Kyle, and all of my amazing family.
Yeah, it would go something like that.
But Matt and I are back to living life on the island: Matt in classes, me doing ICM (that thing where I act as a patient so students practice interviewing skills for when they really are doctors); Matt studying for hours on end, me reading an obscene amount of books. And for goodness sake, how many times have I read the book Hunger Games and watched the movie Hunger Games, and wished it wasn't so hot here so I could dress up as Katniss for Halloween while simultaneously using that as an excuse to buy an excellent pair of boots? Too much information? I thought so.
Now, for Andi, who asked Michelle when I'm ever going to blog, (and the answer should be that no one really knows and possibly something about how my blogs come like a thief in the night...) but I want to give a special shout out to you, so here it is: I love your name. I have an older second cousin who names all his cars, and four wheelers and trucks - all the trucks are named Fred - and that influenced me to name my own first car. It was a bright red Dodge Neon and I loved it. At first I picked the name Delilah, but then that "Hey There Delilah" song by the Plain White T's came out, and I don't know it felt overdone. So I picked Andi instead. We sold that car right before we moved here and it was harder than I thought it would be. The point is you have an awesome name.
Well, since I'm not organized, this blog is without a cohesive ending. Instead, I'll bring you home with some pictures. Loves.
Jason, Jessica and Emaline moments after her birth. Precious.
I didn't smile in time, but I really am so happy to be at Disneyland!
In line for the Matterhorn
Poor Jake had to ride with the boring married's
Oh, Space Mountain
Indiana Jones round one
Indiana Jones round two
Ryan in fanny pack. Me with sweatshirt tied around my waist. Nerds who are way too excited.
Car's Land!!!
Love Matt's face. So much.
Attempting heel clicking on Main Street in Disneyland.
Matt took me on a surprise date to a cute little park he used to go to as a kid
So excited for a train ride!
Matt really loves this train.
I found two treasures at the rare and used book store in Glendale: a cookbook for Olympians, and a 1953 print of a collection of short stories by Roald Dahl.
A typical day at the Glendale Galleria: We saw Nicole Richie as she introduced her new perfume at Macy's
Dad Lew waiting for our car to be brought to the hotel, all tuckered out after wedding partying.
It's over!
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