Nasty snow storm that took out a ton of tree branches all over! I had to walk through/around those trees to get to class and back to my car, while branches were breaking and falling all around me. I feel very lucky none fell on me!
I made breakfast one day and wrote Jason's name with the olive oil.
We went to a new place called Cafe Paesan. It's like an italian cafe rio. The food is pretty good, and the interior of the building is really quite pretty. If you want to go check it out, it's in the same area as the Panda Express off State Street and Center in Orem.
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this is Mr. Pidge! Jason and I went to my mom's house and as we were walking up to the door Jason told me there was a bird. It took me a little bit to see it, but there he was, and I took a picture. My mom opened the door and said he had been hanging out in front of the house for a couple of days. He had a little number around his ankle so I believed he belonged to someone, so we called animal control and they sent someone over to pick up Mr. Pidge. We thought something might have been wrong with him, because he didn't fly away, but the animal control person said there was probably a bigger bird around trying to eat him. Anyways, here he is looking at his reflection.
Nasty snow storm that took out a ton of tree branches all over! I had to walk through/around those trees to get to class and back to my car, while branches were breaking and falling all around me. I feel very lucky none fell on me!
I made breakfast one day and wrote Jason's name with the olive oil.
We went to a new place called Cafe Paesan. It's like an italian cafe rio. The food is pretty good, and the interior of the building is really quite pretty. If you want to go check it out, it's in the same area as the Panda Express off State Street and Center in Orem.
And this is Mr. Pidge! Jason and I went to my mom's house and as we were walking up to the door Jason told me there was a bird. It took me a little bit to see it, but there he was, and I took a picture. My mom opened the door and said he had been hanging out in front of the house for a couple of days. He had a little number around his ankle so I believed he belonged to someone, so we called animal control and they sent someone over to pick up Mr. Pidge. We thought something might have been wrong with him, because he didn't fly away, but the animal control person said there was probably a bigger bird around trying to eat him. Anyways, here he is looking at his reflection.
