musically, spiritually, and dessert-ally fed

This is my old roommate, Kara. Adorable, right? Chas and I got to see her and some of my other old roomies on Saturday night rock the casbah at Velour- only the coolest hipster part-ay in Provo, Utah- if you didn't know. This girl is a true creative inspiration to me.

We spent the whole weekend in Provo with the Kellys. We went longboarding with the Zimmers along the Provo River trail and ate yummy hot dogs with all the fixins after. On Sunday, we sat in on Chas's mom, Khaliel's Sunday school lesson. Getting to hear her teach those teenagers is always one of our favorite parts about visiting Provo. I love it because it takes me right back to when I was that age, in New York, and Khaliel was our seminary teacher. Getting spiritually fed by her every morning was like putting on my armor before having to brave the wackness that was the hallways of Eastchester High School. Chas loves listening to his mom's lessons because he gets to play a little seminary catch-up for those mornings that sleep overcame him in class...including the time he was caught drooling. I love that I have that memory of sixteen year-old Charles.

Another favorite reason for visiting Provo is eating. Khaliel is magic in the kitchen. By the time Sunday evening rolled around, I had eaten six root beer cookies and four pieces of cake and I was the one ready to be rolled around. But, in my defense, I declined the In-and-Out cheeseburger.