This week we got super fast internet.
We gave talks in church.
We went out on the lake and took pictures early in the morning. This was a lot of fun, beautiful photos,

and my hands froze solid. But totally worth it. 

We went to the climbing gym twice, once with Steve and KJ. Ryan sweated a lot and I looked cool and classy.
I started swim lessons, which I learned that people laugh at you if you tell them you're taking swim lessons and you're over 4 years old. But with my pride intact in shambles I did go learn how to move my arms like a zipper up my side, how to kick with my hips not my knees, and how to think, breathe and swim for short periods of time. Ryan is jealous of my substitute swim instructor, mostly because Ryan only got to see my in my swimsuit after I put my pants back on over my swimsuit and got the bum of my jeans all wet.  Also I hung out with the kids in the lazy river at the Provo Rec center and discovered their deepwater bouldering area which is so cool if you're 5 or named Emma.

I nearly murdered my computer, but think that whoever invented Windows 8 would be a better target. Then I nearly killed my husband when right after I nearly lost this blog post because the battery was dead and we plugged it in he unplugged it.
We found lots of free pallets and I'm currently learning how to break them apart to use the free lumber for future projects.
We still love each other.