Wednesday and Thursday

Wednesday night my parents flew into the Salt Lake City airport and I got to go pick them up. It was a very eventful night to say the least. The best part of it was getting to eat Korean food for the second time. I went on a date a few weeks ago with a guy who lived in Korea for a bit so he took me to eat Korean food. I was in love with it and wondered why I had never been sooner!! I was friends with a Korean girl my first semester up here in Salt Lake and we always had plans to go eat but never did. It was wonderful. My sister Marie drove down from Idaho and got here late Wednesday night....just in time for her birthday.

Thursday was the birthday celebration. My parents both have their birthdays at the end of October just a day apart and since I would not be able to do anything for them I decided to have an eventful day. An expensive, completely paid for by me, day. We woke up on Thursday and kind of hung out around the house for a bit. I had to leave for about two hours to get my license and my registration but when I came back we went to lunch. After lunch I kept asking my family if they were jazzed for that night's surprise. My dad immediately made fun of me and said only Utah people used the word jazzed because of the Utah Jazz basketball team. As soon as he said Utah Jazz my sister Marie gagged and said "lame....utah jazz. booo" I kept telling them to be jazzed for that night. They didn't seem too jazzed. For dinner we rode trax down to Sandy and ate at a restaurant called the Mayan. They have divers and a performance every few minutes and it is a pretty neat atmosphere. There was one girl who was a crazy insane diver and it was the most fun to watch her do her tricks, especially from way up high. The other divers dove from pretty low levels but it was still entertaining to watch.



After dinner we hopped back on Trax and I told my family we were going downtown for a surprise. My dad asked if we were going to a museam. I said it was a type of museam. When my dad asked if it was arts, science, or entertainment I said it was a mixture of all three. We finally get off at our stop and I tell them to cross the street. There were a lot of people going into the Energy Solutions Areana (formerly known as the Delta Center) and I was like wow... I wonder what is going on there....let's go check it out. So my family starts to follow me and my sister is wondering what is going on. She then starts freaking out thinking I am taking them to a concert. As she looks at the marquee she sees the name Niel Diamond and is not pleased. Neither of my parents wanted to see Niel Diamond and neither did she. I hand them their tickets and she notices it says Utah Jazz on it. She gets a little more excited but you could tell they definitely weren't "jazzed". They humbly comply seeing how excited I am though. As the man scans the tickets and then proceeds to tell my sister that she is sitting in the suite level and how to get there. My sister did a double take and was like...SUITE?! what? she then looks at me and is shocked. She repeated the words suite a few times before she finally believed both the scanner man and me. My parents were pleasently surprised.
I have to be honest in saying that I am the one who is most into sports in my family. I love them. My mom would probably be next on the list. Despite that fact everyone enjoyed the game. As I walked in I told everyone to watch for Kyle Korver, my boyfriend. Two minutes into the game my mom was already cheering for him leaning over to tell me, "your boyfriend is GOOD!!!" and booing for the opposing team. Let me tell you, my family was DEFINITELY JAZZED by the end of the night!!!


The best part of the whole night besides my sister being completely shocked I scored suite tickets was when we were walking to our seats and the Jazz Bear was outside our suite. I asked to take a picture with him and my dad adamantly refused saying he was a Rocket's fan. The bear CLOBBERED my dad and would not let go of him!!!! My dad the whole time was trying to push off the bear and kept saying I'M A ROCKETS FAN! GO ROCKETS! I got the best picture of it and until the day I die this picture will be up in my house. It has to be one of my all time favorites of my dad. Enjoy.




The jazz bear was holding my hand as if we were dancing. I love him as well.