"Tuck-son Arizony"

I spent Memorial Day in good 'ol Tucson Arizona, visiting my sister Keri. First on my list was a stop at the Sonic for a coconut cream pie shake. Delish.

Keri goes to the University of Arizona. On DAY 1 we were driving down the street and she pointed, "That is my school." I looked and saw the sign "University of Arizona" and there behind the sign was Taco Bell. "What are you learning? How to roll a burrito?" I asked. (Actually, that could come in handy.)

The Arizona Sonora Desert Museum is located in Tucson, so we spent an afternoon wandering through the cacti filled desert. We barely made it out alive with the man-eating jackrabbit, killer cacti, coyotes, rattle snakes and hairy pig-like Javelina running around there. We learned a few life lessons out there wondering through the desert. 1-Sunblock is a good idea. 2-Drinking fountains in the middle of the desert do not really exist (for you Gary Larson fans) and the water doesn't get cold if they do exist, so bring water with you everywhere you go. 3-Don't bend over to tie your shoe in the desert. This is Keri bending over a little too close to the cacti. Yikes!

On Tuesday we spend our day in Mesa, AZ. We were able to go to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints Mesa Arizona Temple. It was built in 1927 and resembles an ancient temple, very different from the fairy-tale-castle-like La Jolla Temple, but it was beautiful nonetheless. My Grandparents were married there.

One of the best things we did was to meet up with the Hamiltons. They are a family that lived 2 houses down the street from us from the time I was in preschool through 8th grade, at which time they moved to Arizona. They are awesome people! I miss them tons! They make up many of my childhood memories. We met up with Pat, Victoria, Richard, and his daughter Ryan. We went to lunch. Food flinging occurred. Good times. Good memories.

I hate to break it to any Diamond Back fans out there, but they really stunk it up on Tuesday night. Keri and I went to Chase Field and watched the Giants pummel the D-backs. We had a great time anyway. It is a fun stadium - a lot to look at and nice grass too. I must confess that the men selling concessions at Chase Field are a billion times better than those at Petco Park. They are loud, clear, and catchy. "Lemonade! Get your Lemonade! Just like your Grandma made!" Their voices fluctuate too! "Cold BeeEER!" (The guy at Yankee Stadium trying to sell Haagen Dazs by yelling "Dazs Haagen! Dazs Haagen!" comes in second as my favorite concessions seller.)

I had a lovely time in Arizona except for the small fact that I seemed to be allergic to the place. My nose produced more liquid than Tucson sees in a year. Gross. But true.