The Luckiest Guy

So I really am the luckiest guy in the world. Whit is great. She says, "If you wash that dirty, white hat of yours, I'll make you any dessert you want." Sounded like a good deal to me. So that's what I ordered. A triple chocolate layered mousse cake. It was delicious.

CLEVELAND...You've got to be tough!

So this is what happens when you play intramural dodgeball. I ran up to the half-court line and threw that ball as hard as I could. Well if you cross the line you're out. In an effort to stop myself asap, I got this little diddy. The rowdy fans, our wives, said it looked like i pulled a break-dace move out there. Needless to say that ball was like a laser, and I was out.
Here's some more tough Clevelanders. My buddies Pat (Mr. Clean) and Matt came out to ski the greatest snow on earth. We went out to dinner and gave them a little tour of Temple Square.

Manly Cooking Aprons

Sonny the brother-in-law, Eric the father-in-law, and myself wearing our new aprons that Whitney made as Christmas gifts. As you can tell, Sonny and I have a rivalry between our BYU and University of Utah Alma Maters. Obviously Dad, being a professor of geology at BYU, is a BYU fan, but the dinosaur apron was a perfect fit. Both Dad and I were relieved BYU beat U of U this year in football. That's why our grins are that much wider than Sonny's!

Burritos as Big as Babies

Here's what you get when you order the Macho Grande at Cafe Pierpont. It's $14, and basically all you can eat. It really is the size of a newborn. I ate over half of it but had no desire to eat it all considering I'd be content with the leftovers for the next two days.