Let me build your yard

I'm going to miss when I tell people that I am a biology major, they automatically think I am a super brain. I'm not a biology major anymore. Probably because I'm not a super brain. I am a Landscape Architecture Major, in the college of Agriculture. But you bet your bottom dollar that I'm going to be the best landscape architect these chumples have ever seen! Then you'll have to be impressed!

Langlie

I am sitting in class, talking to my friend here and there. Learning about carbocations, you know. Devo, the friend, begins to tell me a story with illustrations mind you.
The story starts with, "So when I was in second grade . . ." As he is drawing a box of crayons.
"And I sat by this kid. I thought that the crayons looked like missiles. And he thought that they looked like missiles too. So we talked to each other and then he started to get bad grades. But I didn't get bad grades. So my teachers moved me. But I kept distracting kids. . ."
So anyways long story short ten minutes of class go by as he was telling me this story. Some things don't change?

I like that I have a job. I like that I am changing my major. I like where I live. I like my roommates. I like my neighbor friends. I like my ward. I like my bishop. I like my institute class. I like my genetics class. . . well not really that one. I like to run. I like Diet Dr. Pepper. I like Logan. I like peanut butter M&Ms. I like my eyes. I like my hairs. I like my mom. I like my dad. I like my house. I like my Alisons. I can do ANYTHING GOOD!

College Again

There is this lovely little girl and her name is H. Dud, thats what we will call her anyway. I swear the things that happen the times I am with her continue to blow my mind out with laughter and awe.
For example, I was sitting at my desk in my room when H Dud and M money walk in. They ask me if they want to go with them to Taco Tuesday, my inbred response was, yes of course. It wasn't time to leave yet so we were sitting and talking and catching up. In the conversation she brought up that she is ridding a 1973 honda motorcycle these days.
"Shut up H Dud!"
"Ya Cort, want to see it!"
"Ya ya!"
So we all ya'll run out side to check it out. Its was the bomb diggitiest thing I have seen, mostly cause I think H Dud is the coolest and it just made her that much more. Then we decide to head over to Taco Tuesday, M money and H Dud were planning to ride it there and in my head I was just going to meet them there in Uh. But no, H Dud insisted the three of us pile on the Beaut.
"Um, I don't think that will work love."
"Ya it will, hop on!" "Srsly, are you sure?"
"Lets try it, jump on."
So I hop on just to see, and she takes off without any consent. Im my head I'm freaking out and thinking, Um, ok I guess we're all taking this to Taco Tuesday. I rly hope we make it there And for the next three minutes its pure blissful laughter and happiness and loving everything and people staring and freaking out.
Then the rain comes. A pesky cop was just hangin' out on sixth east just waiting for us. He pulls us over right, you are the best Jerk. But in all honesty, he was very nice to us and we were still on a high from five seconds ago that we, us three and the copper, we laughing our pants off. He, laughing and telling us all the things we were doing wrong and a little bit thinking we were idiots. We, laughing for the same reasons. Two walks home and one easy off citation later we got to Taco Tuesday eventually and with different forms of transportation.
H Dud, blowing out my mind again with euphoric tri-passenger motorcycle ride laughter and cop-citation situation awes. Ha ha, loves

Gear Room Geesies

Oh my land, there has been two time in one day that I have walked into the gear room to pretty surprises. Here let me tell you about them.
Number one time. Hands full of helmets I walk into the gear room to Ali-Brooke knees bent, claw fingers up and Hobbsie, poor Hobbsie, in the corner all defense mode. He's so ticklish . . .
Number two time.
Walk into the gear room to Tall Face Thompson sitting in the corner all sexy like by the harnesses and across from his was Justin Beiber camera ready, oh boys . . . What the fork.

How do you gargle peanut butter?

OOOOOH Tennessee I'm going to miss you. Where people say "I'd rather stand on my head and gargle peanut butter" or "She won't spend a dime, she's as tight as chicken lips." I'm going to miss the accents and the people. . . oh but we'll be neighbors in Logan! Hahahhaa woops. No, but I feel like I'm going back to real life. Where there is a lot more drama and a lot less trees. I miss it though.
I must have turned into a granola bear here cause I find myself with Chacos, an Eno, two climbing harnesses and long nappy hair. I'm going to be SOOo cool when I get back to Utah State!

Here's us just HANGIN' out at Green Brier

Is this Real LIFE

This guy loved zipping with us, duh, and came back from his car with a go-zillion free meals to chick-fil-a cause he owned one and he can do that. "Yes sir, I would like twelve free meals to chick-fil-a, thank you so much sir" . . . wasn't even his guide, I was just conveniently at the give a way party. Ce la vie

Today

-Woke up to a rain storm one of my favorite things to happen.
-Organized behind the counters at work, something I've wanted to do for a while and DID IT WELL!
-Got heat stroke, not really and I'm being dramatic but it happens
-Sweated my eye balls off today.
-Dropped my helmet off platform seven and had to fight the spiders and mud slides to get it. But I got it.
-Insta-freeza-nap after work on the couch.
-Cold Dr. Pepper and a hot shower, mmmmm.
-Both of my towels are in the boys apartment so I dried myself off with a dry wash cloth, hahah it worked.
-Now I have got to pee a little bye.

And He was Large in Stature

I want a man who is large in stature. I want people to describe us as "She's really short and he's like SUPER taller than her." I want people to giggle a little at out engagements because we look so ridiculous and great together. At our wedding I want him to have to pretty must pick me up to kiss me. I want him to have to sit in my side of the familie's family pictures so he doesn't steal the show because he's so much taller than everyone. I want to have him get the sugar from the top shelf because I con't reach it. I want people to tell us that we're like Babet and Morry. I want buy him shoes that I can fit my babies into. I want my sons to be as tall as he is. Ha ha I want a man who is large in stature.

Dog Days

Hahah oh my day went all WRRRong. I'm a terrible guide and a horrible person. Poor little girl.
I'll just word it all fast, I feel like I have to blog lately and don't really want to.
She was terrified. Super TERRIFIED. And I didn't get it. Kevin switched guide modes and I kept with the funny hope-ya'll-are-safe act and it was a bad Idea. She ended up not even trying the first zip and three people got off.
This is when I lost a man card. I drove the Polaris up the mountain and on my way back down I could figure out why it would move. It sounded like it was out of gas. And we tried a bunch of things to get it going and nothing worked. So I radioed the office and they said a bunch of things . . . end of the story is that they came up and all it was the e brake. Nuts.

Oh My Days

Friday.
I decided to accompany Hobbsie on the morning ride today. This means wake up very early. Worth it, I absolutely loved it. Its was the most beautiful I've seen the trees. I knew it would be and I've always wanted to and I'm glad I went. Plus Hobbsie is so awesome. Such a dynamite guy. The only nut balls part about it was the big a spiders I saw. Ooo, I don't want to talk about.
Saturday.
Started early, which is what I want in life. First tour, Koreans. I was so happy, Kevin loves Koreans. And the mom was SO cute, I loved her. She kept saying OOH! That was so fun! (Korean accent) And at the end of the tour they wanted to take us out to lunch! How great is that! Its a tip we didn't have to share really. Its was awesome. Plus there was a guy on the tour who was high up in Disney who gave me a fifty for my tip. I was so excited to show Kevin what the guy gave us. I tell him only to find out that Kev Kev got one too. Thanks silent Disney guy, I guess you had a good time.

I swam I swim

These events may or may not sound a little more dramatic then they are but they most definitely happened . . .
Today we the power couple start a tour at around three thirty with the tallest most giant people in the world. Everyone was at least six two! What! Even Kevin looked small.
A storm was supposed to come in but we booked it and did it for the weather looked just fine for another two hours. Then I see the thunder, I hear the lightning. But we decide to hurry along anyway. When I send off the last person from High Chesty I see it. I see the lightning! Its right here! I'm thinking shoot, we've got to skadadle when I look across the line and my heart shakes for the six foot six inch boy didn't make it. He didn't make it all the way, he came back to the belly of the line. We honestly really don't have time for this.
What do you do? Well Kevin just has to go get him. Bless his heart, the thunder will be terrifying in a lightning storm. I'm worried and stranded on High Chesty. And I feel like it just gets worst so I radio the office. They encourage us to continue for we are almost finished with the tour. Ok, understandable. But its getting worse and Kevin just got in. So I zip over and Kev Kev and I agree that we need to get down. I radio office and tell them to get the frick up here! So they're on their way, the rain is pouring wetness, and I jump down to get the belay bag.
We are scrambling to get it set up. Kev rocks the prussic, I OWN the munter. And we start. The Polaris comes. We're all wet. I mean we are WET! And we get every one down. The guides scramble down the hole. We scramble down the mountain of foot, falling in the mud. Its wet. The thunder is loudy.
Mean while, down at the barn the power is out and C.L.I.M.B Works people are waiting with out me knowing. I'm not going to lie, when we pulled into the parking lot and everyone cheered for us I felt like THE champion for like a second. Puddles in my shoes, jeans sticking to my body, water running down my everything champion.
I love my job, today was a good day.

This is ME and my Tennessee

I thought ya'll might be fixin' to see some fotos from myself






This is Bear, the C.L.I.M.B. Works mascot. He's a stud












Bear runs up the mountain in front of the Polaris every tour like a champion.





























Some scenery, you can see the new sky bridge and platforms.

























There's some of the equipment and caribeaner that I have to twist a million times a day.









































Kevin and I are the power couple rollin in the tips



























Zipping awayyyyyy





































Here you see some of the platform height and viewsies























Tour? Done.
Aaaand, sooooo the words and pictures don't match up. So its a game now, try to figure out what I'm talking about.

Movin' Trees, Gettin' dirty

Bah! Grossest thing happened to me. Day off and we were at the pool. I got some water stuck into my throat and started a coughing fit. Coughed so much that I threw up a little in my mouth. So I got out of the pool so spit it out. SICK! And then the coughing started up again then I felt the puke coming up so I threw up in my hand and pretty much at the exact same time I threw it over the fence. Yes. I threw my puke. It was thick and just a huge chunk in my hand. Rough.
And this place called Tennessee is doing the weirdest things to me. Today I was jamming out to the country music these kids listen too and LOVING it. This is weird. This isn't me what the heck.
Oh what did I do today at my awesome job?
Polaris trained. Done.
Moved trees off the mountain. Done.
Mini tour of two world travelers? Yes.
Super dirty and sweaty and grossie. Ya kind of.

Blogger

Oh hey, I'm just still in the Tennessee. Doing good things, great things, hard things, maybe stupid things? Growing, learning, getting stronger, getting more friends.
Yesterday I, and we all, really very badly needed to do our laundry. We sweat tears every day and by the end of it our clothes are not ok. NOT OK! And what do you know, the last thing we get here is a washer and dryer. So we spent the night in the Super Suds of Gatlinburg spending too much money for a arguably basic necessity. But worth it. Worth worth it.
I miss my mama, miss my friends. I miss what was going down in Logan town too. But its so great that I'm here. So mama, love you. Sorry I don't talk to you everyday. For realsie I want to and don't always have the chance to (sad face emoticon).

Tiny Little Bruises

My body is covered in tiny little bruises. I find a new tiny little bruise every day. Where are these tiny little bruises coming from? Lets see, what do I do to get these tiny little bruises.
While clipping into a cable I have fallen off a rope bridge onto my shin. I clip, wedge, snap, cling, and slide metal contraptions all day. I have retrieved a 175 lb. person from a 700 ft. wire cable using my arms and A LOT of abdominal muscles. I tried to play football, five hundred, and pinch toe at the park today. A table swung into my shin as well. I dangle my body weight from a harness that is tethered tightly around my waist and thighs at least nine times a day. Have had a couple tickle fights. I've stained some wood.
In conclusion, I have tiny little bruises all over my body. I have tiny little bruises in places I believe have never had any bruise in my whole life. For I have done the things that I have listed above. And I can conclude that there are and will be many more activity related reasons for a new tiny little bruise somewhere where I would not have expected to find a tiny little bruise.

MMM How Are Things

For the summer I will be in Gatlinburg Tennessee. And I got here, so I AM in Tennessee right now. And well I just don't know what to say except that it is so great. I love the people, I love the happenings, I love the love everyone has for stinky stinky noisy dog where I live. I swear that everyone has at least one. Gees I wish I had some pictures to show you folks.
A Day in MY Gat Ten Life.
Morning. Wake up with sore muscles.
Makel is naked, since last night or just for the morning.
LETS GO!
Seemingly aimless drive for the roads are so skinny and the the trees are so tall that I cannot see the skYYYY!
Arive to work and say hello to all the sleepy mello morning Climbworks crew.
Clock in, say hi to front desk lady, Hello front desk lady.
Out my things away, get mentally ready for the day.
How many people on my tour today? Seven. Ok. Lets get ready.
Sit on the floor to arrange the harnesses.
Bear gets in my face to say his hello, hi bear. And I pat his head, get a bit grossed out for he is wet. How'd you get wet Bear?
The people! They are here! Ok Ok they will have a good time.
Practice my small talk, ask where they are from. Ask them if they are afraid for their adventure I am about to escort them on.
Make sure they love me and they love what they are doing. M!
After a speach, we are off.
Out the door to the Polarises!
BEAR! SHOW US THE WAY!
Up the mountain with Bear running his heart out and winning the crowd's heart!
Short. Heat. Fear. Excitement. ZIPPY ZIPPY! WHITTY WHITTY!
Done. Money. Bye best friends :)
Welp, bye best friends.

Look at this Dog

-responds to the name ROWDY
-Last seen chillin in my backyard, srsly not giving a crap.
-Plays by his own rules and apologizes to no man, or dog.
-Will flip out if offered cheese, especially Kraft slices.
-Borderline obese, you know . . . from the kraft slices.
-Loves rolling in his own filth, but who doesn't.
-Not lost, just wanted you to see how awesome my dog is.

Gees.

I wish onions would butt out of my life. I mean they're great, flavorful and exciting but I feel that people don't know what else to put in their meals. So every meal they put onions, and frankly onions are backstabbing jerks. When in a meal its ALL I can taste. Jerks. You are great for my guac and salsa aaaaaaand well I don't know but FREAK! Stay off my pizza stupids.

I'm cool.

Shoot, I have to go.

Are those my FrIeNdS?

Incase you aren't stalking me I am waiting in the lobby of the business building for a stats class full of my friends to come out! Cause I am in a wait for a stats class full of my friends to get out sort of mood. Before this I was in a dance party in the business building bathroom kind of mood. Then I did that. And now the mood has shifted. This day is glorious. Freezing, but glorious. Maybe a little less glorious because its freezing.
I'm mostly blogging because this class doesn't get out for another forty minutes and I want to keep up my mood, so I blog. Because I think I'm funny. I write, I laugh, what a time I have with me.
How are things evrybdy? This summer everyone decided to have a baby. Which means everyone decided to have ses in the last couple of months! Gees guys! Why didn't you tell me! I want in! I can still get on the fun time but mine would come a little late, about September. I could make a little me with my birthday! Now all I need is a suitor who agrees the order of attraction-like-date-love-marry-live-baby-life, should change to attraction-baby-run-child support-life. Those are my thoughts today, now lets here yours.
Lates tah hah!
Cortly