Man, when will I ever get good at this thing?

So you may have guessed that a lot has happened since the last time I wrote anything. Much adventures. yep. So the semester is almost over, and the basketball team made it to the sweet 16 this year, which is the second farthest we've ever gone and the farthest we've gone since 1981. It was exciting. Jimmer Fredette was named the national player of the year, which was exciting. Probably because of the game against UNM where he scored 52 points. By himself! And a tradition began this year that involves basketball. When our players are on the free throw line we put our hands in the air and if it goes in we clap and say, "Woosh, Cecil!" and point at President Cecil O. Samuelson, who then points back. So when President Samuelson came to my med school application class I asked him if we did that on the good points of his presentation if he would point back and he said, "Is that what you say?" I totally taught him a tradition he had already been participating in for 3 months! Man I'm cool. Let's see, what else...

I learned how to separate paragraphs in my blog. But not very well as you can tell from big mess up there. ^ Oh yeah and WE ARE HAVING A BABY!!!!!

We find out the sex in 3 weeks! I think it will be a girl and April thinks it will be a boy. We have a running tally on our refrigerator of what all our family and friends think too. So far girl is winning. So we are super excited about that. If you have a guess, anyone who should happen to read this despite our infrequent updates, leave your guess in the comments section and it will be added to the list on the fridge. Ok, I have some OChem to work on, but I will write sooner than 4 months from now, I promise! I have to tell you about the a cappella group I'm in now!

Happy Wednesday!

So today was good. I went out to scrape the ice off April's car like usual but there was no ice! Then I came back to the apartment and the door was locked! With my phone and keys inside. So I enlisted the help of my friend Brian Earley and broke into the bedroom window. Yeah, on the second floor. It was fun. Then I went to classes, and I learned that if I run from class to class, then I can get good seats. Then I learned that I'm really out of shape. So during my Organic Chemistry lab I found out that I'm the smart one that everybody comes to for help. Go me! I even had enough product (that I synthesized myself) to give some to two other people who needed some because of difficulties they had! (probably defective equipment, and yes it was approved by the TA's, I'm not a cheater) Go me!

Also, I heard a girl singing on my way to campus as she was walking away from campus and the only words I heard before she realized someone was around and stopped singing (social stigmas being what they are) were "maybe you're a rich man too". That got me thinking. I am rich. I'm super rich! I may not drive a Bentley, live in a mansion, or have power in the traditional sense, but I have things that everyone in the world wishes for. I have a wonderful wife, a job, a family that loves me, in-laws I get along with, great opportunities for learning on a near daily basis and a very bright future ahead of me. Life is great!

Here's a random fact for today: Gingko biloba is the missing link of the plant world. It has parallel venation like a monocot, but it has bark like a dicot. Weird huh?

My wife is sick drunk

So today we are feeling a little under the weather. We didn't even go up to the Jones' for dinner. Just now April noticed that our ravioli bag has "approximately 78 ravioli" and I commented that it was weird because when you use the word approximately it should probably be a round number. Then she started laughing uncontrollably. That was when I noticed that something was amiss. We weren't on a first date, so she wasn't pretending that I was funnier than I am. She wasn't high because I didn't smell anything weird. So that left sick, and apparently so sick that she was sick drunk, you know- where everything is funny and nothing really makes sense unless it's crazy? Like that. But then I said something else and she kept laughing and laughing. I didn't know what to do, so I just left her there and told her to make me ravioli. In a very mean fashion. Grrr. (that's my mean sound, it has an accompanying face but I suppose you can't see that- hence the parenthetical observation)

Here's another joke

An engineer, a physicist, and a mathematician got arrested and thrown in jail for a couple of days. You know because they're such rowdy people. So the only thing they had to eat was a large can of beans with no way to get it open. After the 2 days were up the warden went to the engineer's cell to get him out and saw the can. It was beat up like Rocky coming out of retirement. It had dents and dings all over it, but it was open and empty. Then he went to let the physicist go and saw that he had scribbled equations all over the walls of his cell and his can of beans had one large dent in it and was open and empty. Then he went to get the mathematician, his can of beans was sitting untouched in the middle of the floor and was on his bed screaming at it. "I DEFINE YOU TO BE OPEN! I DEFINE YOU TO BE OPEN! I DEFINE YOU TO BE OPEN!" Silly math guys.

Merry Christmas month!

In Finnish, the word for December is Joulukuu. That means Christmas month. They know how to party over there. That probably explains why they're so friendly and extroverted. So today we're listening to Straight No Chaser. We love their version of the 12 Days of Christmas. It includes a Toto cover! Also we (meaning I under April's guidance) made some really delicious cookies. They're those chocolate ones that are covered in powdered sugar so that when they cook they look all cool. (we'll post a picture) I always dreamed of being married to a girl who knew how to make awesome things like that- and now I am! Anyway, we put some on a plate and doorbell ditched our neighbors. It was fun. Then April told me she signed the note that she put on it. Then I remember that we gave them our nice plate that has our name on the bottom. D'oh! Oh well, maybe they will doorbell ditch us with some goodies.

So Christmas is coming! But first finals are already here! I'm not excited about finals. My molecular bio final is scheduled for 7 AM. Who's crazy idea was that!? That's right- I feel so strongly about this that I used an interrobang! Kind of. Then my organic chemistry final is right after that. The only good one is my microbio final that is at 5:45. Humbug. I'll let you know how they go.

Hi. How are ya?

So it's December. Christmas season! The best season of the year! And finals are upon us again! That's not the best part, but after they're over things will be better. It amazes me how much I hate school at the end of each semester and how I excited I inevitably get for school to start again two weeks later. It's an eternal round, like the hydrologic cycle.

Man, I'm bad at this thing.

So I can't help but notice that we are really bad at keeping this updated. News! BYU has a stand-up comedy club called Humor U, and I went to their open mic night a couple of weeks ago. I told a story from work about getting punched in the face by a 101 year old toothless British lady and I totally got in! It was fun. I also decided what kind of doctor I want to be- I want to go the DO route, like my grandpa. Also, I'm applying for an ORCA grant to do some research involving lower joint forces and how they are affected by trekking poles. So there's a quick update. I'll try to write more often. And maybe I'll post lame jokes that I like on here. Like this one:

Dr. Heisenberg was driving on the freeway and he got pulled over. The cop asked him if he knew how fast he was going and he says, "No, but I know where I am!" And the cop says, "You were doing 87 mph." And he says, "Dang now I'm lost!" Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!

I love that jooke.