Nectar

I was reminded of this word the other day.
My spastic computer tech teacher, Mr. Eady, introduced our class to it.
In 9th grade.
According to him, "nectar" is a better way to say "cool" or "sweet" or "awesome."  I guess that California surfer guys in his growing up years used it.

Nectar.

I remembered liking this word very much. It made me smile.
But why the title for this post? Two reasons. One, because it is something from years ago, and as such it is a sign of the remembering that has gone on for me this week.

Remembering my years in High School as I think about the crazy truth that my little sister is graduating.
Remembering what I was like my freshman year in college, two years ago, and how much I have changed since them.
And especially...
Trying to remember the lessons I have learned thus far in my life
and remember to apply them so that I don't have to go through again what made me learn them in the first place.

Secondly, because this weekend has been pretty coolsweetawesome - so, nectar.

Let's start on Thursday.

I had the opportunity to help out with BYU Freshman Jumpstart.  Leading little tours and trying my best to answer questions was, although a little intimidating, very fun.

We even created a FirstYearExperience/Mentoring mascot.

This is Agnes. Courtesy of Monica.

On Friday, I helped Michilli at Jumpstart. Oh, sister. I'm super excited for you to come to BYU.

Later that night, my new little posse went mini-golfing at Trafalga.  I attacked Erin when I saw her.

I missed that woman.

On Saturday, we went on a kayaking trip down Provo River. It was absolutely fantastic! At first, I was terrified because of all of the warnings the river guide gave us as we drove to the launch point.  But, the river was fairly calm so I really had nothing to worry about. I did hit trees a few times, but this only resulted in minor scratches.

After kayaking, we all went to Ben's and had pancakes - followed by the usual shenanigans.
It's always a blast with these people. They have brought so much happiness into my life.


As Saturday was the Three Year Friendaversary of this little cutie and myself, I interrupted her studious EHS evening to visit with her.
We discovered that we need to hang out much more often than we have been. So many stories unshared, so many laughs and quirks dearly missed.

Today. Today has been relaxing, fun, and all around wonderful.  This morning, I went to a french-toast breakfast at the Ivy House. Delicious.

I also helped Paula watch little Simon.  He's such a great 2-year-old.

Then, some wardies and others went to Rock Canyon park to play.

Football launching and a colored water balloon fight.

Blue team got me.

After that?  I lazed around, wrote in my journal, found something to eat, did dishes...

...and had a marvelous pop-sickle break with  our neighborhood Indiana Jones/BYU Cowboy. (Hat courtesy of the roommate.)

All in all, much happiness has come of the past few days.
Thank you to all who made it possible.

Loves,
Kiki