The start of "fall" - while here in the desert doesn't really signal a favorable change in weather - is the beginning of a real harvest of gold. For starters, I got to watch my beloved Utes really hand it to Jim Harbaugh and the Michigan Wolverines. Last year, nearly every U of U game was a nail biter - this one we pretty much had Michigan's number the whole way and it was fun to just sit back and enjoy the domination.

My mother in law had also cooked up some chicken cordon bleus, which were very tasty and reminded me of the beginning of my LDS mission when, in the MTC in Provo, we would eat dozens of these every Sunday.