Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Our Song

Justin quoted part of these lyrics to me through a text the night of our first kiss. He has informed me that he has never had an "our song" with any of his previous girlfriends before. I however, am too much of a cheesy romantic to not have a song. So I'm thinkin' this is it.



In my opinion everyone needs a song to call their own. I can't wait for the day when I'm older and listening to oldies on the radio (aka the music of our generation) and this song starts playing. We can get all goobery and say things like, "Oh honey. They are playing our song." Then we'll kiss and our kids in the back seat will shout, "Ewwwww! Mom and Dad are kissing again!", which will make us laugh and kiss even more to gross out our children. Yup. I'm excited for the day when I can humiliate and embarrass my children. It's gonna be great! :)

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Today is the Day

You know that excited feeling you get when you sign on to your facebook account and see a tiny heart appear in your news feed indicating that someone's relationship status has changed? And you know that behind that little symbol, is a world of gossip? Am I the only one that gets excited by that little tiny heart???
Most of the time that little tiny heart makes me feel so happy inside for the friend who has acquired a special someone. But I would be lying if I didn't admit that sometimes, there is the teeniest bit of jealousy accompanied with that tiny facebook heart. I want to be the one that gets a tiny heart next to my name in my friend's news feeds.

Well my friends. Today is that day. I am officially, for the first time ever, in a relationship. I love going to my news feed, and seeing that heart, and seeing MY name next to that heart. It makes me like super giddy. That heart is more than just a tiny picture. That heart represents someone who I care very much about. He makes me so happy and I just want to shout it out from the rooftops. So thank you little tiny facebook heart for giving me that chance!

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

WOWZA!

Wow! A LOT has changed since my last post. Where to begin?!

So basically, I have started dating this really amazing awesome fantastic wonderful guy who I am kind of head over heels for. It's crazy how fast things are going between us. We are crazy about each other and just want to be together every minute of every day. Unfortunately that is not possible cause he lives in Logan and I am in Fruit Heights. LAME!

So yeah. This is such weird timing. I just BARELY left Logan! I am preparing for a MISSION! This. Is. CRAZY! Sheesh. Talk about your bad timing eh?

So in conclusion: I have never been less sure of what I am doing with my life but I have never been happier. The End.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

First Day

Today was the first day living at home. It was rough. Let's hope for a better tomorrow.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.

I'm moving home on Saturday. Ugh. I am not excited about this move. I was always looking forward to all of my previous moves. I could not wait for a new apartment, new ward, new roommates. I basically could not wait to get out. Now don't get me wrong, I liked most of my previous roommates, but it was time for a change. It's just not like that this time. I am honestly devastated about leaving this apartment and my roommates. I don't know how we did it, but somehow we were able to create a home in this apartment. We are more than roommates. We are family. This apartment feels more like home than my actual home in Fruit Heights does. The closer Saturday gets, the harder it gets to leave. I can't even think about it without tears running down my face.

I guess this move is even harder because the house in  Fruit Heights is no longer my home. My bedroom has turned into a storage room and the only thing I can get access to is my bed. My dad is being a jerk (no surprise there) and has made me feel terrible about leaving Logan and mooching off of him. My little sister is dreading me moving home because she hates sharing the attention from my mom. My grandpa comes home every Tuesday night and kicks me out of my bedroom. I will either have to go to the family ward (gross) or the singles ward that is full of Davis High people (Oh good. High school all over again with all the people I hated). I don't have a job there. I don't have friends there. Basically, there is nothing there for me. I love, love, love, going to  Fruit Heights for a weekend, even a week is okay. But then when my family starts getting on my nerves I just head back to Logan and all is well. I hate that I will no longer have that escape.

I know that this is what I need to do to prepare and save money for a mission. I know that, but I just can't get excited about it. I have lived in Logan since 2006. That is five years of being on my own, making my own decisions, not reporting to anyone, having a crazy awesome social life. How can I possibly leave this place?

Monday, May 2, 2011

BEST. WEEKEND. EVER!

This weekend was epic. Like seriously, seriously epic.

I'm gonna have to skip over Friday for un-obvious reasons to those of you who read this. I may explain this at a later date, but for now... it's a secret. Let's just say it started with some card games, got super spontaneous, was filled with laughter and juvenile frivolity. Other than that all I can say is that there was a concert in the streets of campus and it was crazy. It also ended at five in the morning when we finally decided to go to bed. (We being my roommates Rachel and Emily, Emily's cousin Lindsay, and myself).

Saturday started just like any other day, perhaps starting a little too early for how late I was up the night before. But then the words, "Um... Do you want to drive to Bear Lake for a few hours?" came out of my roommate Emily's lips. If I had any plans before that, the words "Bear Lake" immediately changed them. I can NEVER pass up an opportunity to visit my heaven on Earth. So Emily, Lindsay, and I packed up the car with games and food and made the drive up to the most beautiful place on this planet. Our plan was to have a picnic on the beach but we didn't even last ten minutes outside. It was freaking COLD! We jumped back in my car where we could enjoy God's nature in the warmth. We ate lunch, ate junk food, played some card games, talked, listened to music, and unrolled our windows and fed the seagulls (ok...ok... that was just me). If I remember right I also got out and danced around like a seagull and made seagull squawking noises. What can I say? Bear Lake brings out the inner child in me. Oh, and did I mention the part where I drew things in the sand, balanced on a log in the water, and ran around like a crazy person? Yeah, well. Maybe I should just keep that to myself. Ahem... anyway... So after our Bear Lake adventures we drove home and as soon as we entered our apartment we decided that we needed to pull a prank on our roommate Kenzi who was away for the weekend. Emily came up with the idea to fill her room with hundreds of cups of water. It was brilliant. Since she has a blog called "Love Me Some Lemons" we decided to go one step further and put lemon slices on each cup, and make a heart in the middle with red food coloring in the water. We went to the store and got our supplies (Rachel and Leisha joined us at this point) and came home to start the deed. Emily knew where Kenzi's spare key was hidden, but alas, Kenzi was highly suspicious that we would prank her so she hid her key. Dang. But we were not to be deflected just yet. We called up our landlord and told him that Kenzi had locked herself out. He came to unlock her door and we told him that she was at work, but would be home later that night. He unlocked her door for us without any question. Thank you Dennis! We're In! As the prank is going along we quickly realized that we didn't buy enough supplies. So it's back to the store for more cups and lemons. We finish the prank and it looks great. As we are sitting around talking we then decide we should have a dinner party the next day and invite all of our friends seeing as it is our last Sunday as roommates. So... It's back to the store for the third time that day. (Fourth for me since I went earlier that day to pick up my prescription and get treats for Bear Lake). Emily and I then raced to clean the apartment so it would be suitable for guests. We were exhausted by then but being the smart people we are we did not go to bed but watched an episode of Prison Break.

Sunday we went to church, which was very good as always. Afterwards we came home to prepare dinner. We made Hawaiian haystacks with Emily's yummy salad and Kenzi's brownies for dessert. Here is the people who came (just so that I can remember myself)
Kristi
Emily
Kenzi
Leisha
Rachel
Lindsay
Kylie
Lauren
Adam
Alex
Ryan
So yeah. It was a pretty good turn out. After dinner we went to the CES fireside that was being broadcast from the Spectrum (GO USU!). The speaker was Sister Wixom who is the General Primary President of the church. I really enjoyed her remarks and the choir was awesome! After the fireside Morgan, Jordan, and Kylie came to our apartment to play games with me, Emily, Lindsay, and Rachel. When the games were done Kylie, Emily, Lindsay and I watched "God's Army", where we all fell asleep, finally having our long nights, early mornings, adventurous weekend, catch up with us.

And now for the most important part. While we were playing games on Sunday Leisha runs out of her bedroom and tells us that Osama Bin Laden is dead. We quickly turned on the news to watch the report. I couldn't believe it. After ten long years, we finally got him! I was so filled with American pride as I watched all of those people dancing in the streets waving the American flag. We heard fireworks going off somewhere in Logan and knew that others were celebrating the news as well. My mind quickly turned to the families who suffered losses from the attacks on 9/11 almost ten years ago. It must be so relieving to know that the one responsible for their loss is now gone. Osama Bin Laden might as well be named Hitler Jr., and so yes, this is a big deal! May 1, 2011 is one for the history books! I may not be the biggest fan of President Obama, but I thought his words last night were very touching. I almost cried as I sat listening to our president announce to the world that an evil, despicable man, was caught by our own military men. Those men are heroes. If you missed the report, here it is. It is worth watching.


And now for some pictures.....









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