Thursday, September 9, 2010

Arizona would be nice....

Hello sunny AZ! So good news...I got an interview at the U of Arizona School of Medicine!!! Yeah, we're not excited about it or anything...PSYCH!!! We're pretty much suuuuuper excited. It good news that it came this early in the interview season and that we have pretty good ties to Arizona, and they have a Nutrition program for Leis. And I'm pretty much the luckiest man on the planet to have a supportive wife that is as excited as I am about this. So everyone cross your fingers and pray your gutts out for us so we can stay close to Utah for the next four years and not in a far far away land....you laugh...but serioiusly...pray....alot...
VIVA ARIZONA!!

Monday, February 22, 2010


I had a very Harry-Potter moment today. You know the scene, I think it's in the fourth movie, when the Weasley family sets up their tent at the world cup? They get all set up with a dingy old tent, but when they go inside it's massive and wonderful! That happened to me today. Some of the restrooms here at school can be pretty sketch...aka roughly %85 can be classified as "sketch". So as I approached a door labeled "Mens" (hey, that's me!) I expected to enter into another dark and moldy dungeon of a public restroom. What I found however was none such place! I opened the door to find a vaulted-ceilinged-freshly-scrubbed-decently-painted bathroom!!! I couldn't believe it! I was so amazed that I determined to write about it...so here I am...writing about it...I'm weird, I know. Anyway, it was a small ray of sunshine in an otherwise long and tiring day. I hope you found it as enjoyable as I did.

Monday, February 8, 2010


3:00 A.M...what comes to your mind when you hear 3:00 A.M.?...personally I think , "zzzzzzzzzzzzzz"...but what would Leisa be thinking at 3:00 A.M.?..."I gotta get to class!!!!" That's right, at 3:00 A.M. this morning, Leisa was walking to class. Apparently she woke up at 2:20...literally two hours after she had gone to bed...and thought her clock said 6:20. So, in her usualy routine, she got up, got ready, and got out the door. It wasn't until she got to 5th South that she suddenly realized, "hey, there's no cars on the road...that's odd." It was then that she rechecked her phone and realized, "Hey, it's 3 A.M....AHHH!! IT'S 3 A.M.!!!!" So she walked home and got back in bed until she was supposed to get up. So next time you wake up at 3 A.M., GO BACK TO BED!!

Sunday, February 7, 2010

And the prodigal son returns...


Wow, talk about a "blog drought", it's been so long since I've written that I forgot my password and stuff...that's embarrasing. Anyway, I was just bored and thought I'd take it up again...not that my life is any more interesting or exciting in any way, I'm still really lame. I do however have a pretty funny storry to tell. It's about wedding planning. You heard it, wedding planning. If you haven't heard (which is probably the case, because apparently I even forgot to tell close relatives...my bad) I'm now engaged to be married...weird I know...but it's true! Anyway, back to the story. So Leisa (my better half) takes me along to talk with the caterer. We show up all ready to be wowed with their selection. Only one small problem however. I didn't understand half of what they were talking about. I mean, I remember when I was a greeny in the mission field learning spanish. People would jabber at me in spanish and I just had to smile and nod because didn't knwo if they were complimenting me or offending my honor. I felt the same way when the caterer (or the "Food Dude" as I call them) started spoutin off food names, exotic breads and cheeses, varieties of salads (in my mind, "there's more than one kind of salad?"), and the list goes on!! The best part is that after all the jiberish had escaped, Leisa and her mom look at me and ask, "Well, what sounds good to you Coby?" Stunned silence ensued...still ensuing...still ensuing...just breath Coby, you'll be okay, just wing it and they'll never know. So with all the quick whit I could muster I graciously offer my opinion on the matter, "That sounds tastey." Yeah, way to go Coby, should I start digging your grave now or do you want to do it yourself? Leisa hits me in the arm and tells me to act my age and her mom just rolls her eyes with the look of "Oh, what a typical guy." Not good Cob, not good at all. So I've come to a conlcusion as of late. After experiencing the caterer and the cake decorator the night before, I've decided that if a guy is going to venture into the exciting world of wedding plans you gotta do you homework!!! If not, it's like walking into a tigers den with nothing but a cattle prod, it's just gonna cause more raucous. So get online, study a little, get yourself informed!!! Because I'm here to warn you that if you don't, you'll end up like me, with a sore arm and injured pride.