Love is like home cooking: good and wholesome, but all men need some mutton on the outside now and then.

I have been musing over writing a blog post for a few days now. I created this title and then left it as an empty draft for a while. I feel like I need to write in my blog more. In reality, I think I simply want my friends to write in their blogs and so I am trying to use blog karma to get everyone else to write. I understand why many of my friends don't write more, but that doesn't mean I have to like it.

Last night this woman in my ward hosted a dinner for all the girls in college. We helped her cook and then we tried everything we cooked and got all the recipes. I enjoyed myself. I really enjoy cooking and want to be a good cook; I simply don't know enough about it yet. I am now really ready to start cooking.

I really feel like my summer is getting super exciting. Tonight I am going with my good friend, WaterGirl, to a San Fransisco Giants game. Last time I went to a game, it was with her, and we had tons of fun. It was a good game. I am pretty sure that Bonds hit the winning run. I obviously don't pay that much attention to baseball games, but I do know how I ate. I can't believe the sickening array of food I consumed. It started with a large Sprite followed by peanuts, kettle corn, cotton candy, a slice of cheese pizza—which was my dinner—and for dessert, a Ghirardelli chocolate ice cream sundae and caramel corn. I am a little surprised I lived through that experience. Needless to say, I have learned from that experience, and I am excited for the opportunity to go to a game again.

On Saturday my two cousins are coming into town. They are staying for a whole week. I am flippin' excited to see them. I took all of next week off of work so that I could go do fun touristy stuff with them. Last year when they came out, a job fell into my lap and I had to work the whole week they were here. It was a total bummer. This time around, I get to party the whole week long. I am not sure about all the stuff we are going to do, but I am pretty sure that it will include San Francisco, lots of swimming in our pool, laser tag and very little sleep. Sounds like a great week!

Lastly—although, I am just as excited about this as the rest, it comes last chronologically—I am pretty sure I am going out to Chicago at the end of the summer to hang with my roommate from this past year. Not only do I get to hang with her sweet family, who I have heard so much about, but I get to go to Chicago for the first time! Since I am visiting a native, she is going to show me all the sites. I am pretty psyched! Actually, I am giddy with anticipation. Seriously, there is a Cupcake bar. What could be better?

Man, this has been/will be the best summer ever! I just need to spend some more time with the friends that are here and this will be a golden age. It is funny how time with good friends can really change a summer. Maybe that is why last summer was so boring...

Happy Summer Everyone!!!!