Good Times, Better Times

On Saturday we went to a basketball game at BYU to enjoy "Dollar Days". Each ticket was only $1. Granted, we were at the tippy, tippy top of the Marriott center, but that meant that we had something to lean back on in the uncomfortable bleachers. My sister Cindy came with us and it was wonderful to have three adults with three kids. Garry and I were not outnumbered!

Emma is a true-blue fan. She especially liked watching the Cougarettes dance. (Sigh). In 14 years will she be down there on that floor?

Before we went to the basketball game, we went to PF Changs for lunch. We were in Orem surrounded by college kids. At one table was a cute couple. I am not sure if he had ever been there before. His date ordered the Cashew Chicken but he ordered a bowl of soup. She left her hand casually on the table, sending clear signals to him that they could hold hands. But, he was probably too stressed about the bill and was missing her signals.

Ah, college days, college stresses. Good times. But these are better times.