So I've recently been chastised about not putting enough pictures on my blog, so I'm gonna try to do better from now on in hopes to please Ashley's boredom. haha. Although, most of the stuff I blog about are things that she was there for, so I dunno what she's so sad about...lol jk girl! I heartcha!
This weekend, I went to this thing called The Festival of Colors. It's held every year at the Krishna temple in American Fork. Holi is the "holiday" where Hindu's celebrate the coming of Spring (even though it definitely snowed yesterday and today...lame). They burn a fake witch to start off the celebration and then everyone throws colored chalk at each other.
We got there a little bit late so we weren't there for the initial attack, but we still got our fare share of chalk-age. The best part was that the pink didn't come out as well, so the 5 of us went to church yesterday with random bits of pink left on our skin and hair that wouldn't come out no matter how hard we scrubbed. Good times! :) I sure love my friends!
Monday, March 30, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Babies and Blessings
So, in the last couple of weeks, two of my greatest friends (Bethers and Leash-face) have been blessed with beautiful baby girls…good job popping on St. Pat’s Day, Leash. I’m definitely proud. Haha. Ever since little Elsie Rae was born and then followed by Addie almost a week later, I’ve been able to reflect on some of the greatest blessings in my life.
Obviously, my family was the first thing to come to my mind. They are seriously the greatest family I could ever imagine. I’ve learned so much from them and felt so much love from them, everyday of my life. One of the greatest things about my family (not including our supreme love for board games and all of our inherent abilities to unknowingly cheat…something we got from Grandmama, for sure) is that they are stubborn. Why is that good you ask? It’s plenty good for lots of reasons…the biggest one right now is that despite my insisting that I didn’t want them to spend all the time and money to fly out in April for my graduation ceremony that I finally decided to be a part of thanks to some coaxing from my coworkers, they are all coming with happy hearts. I know its definitely not in the budget or time frame for any of them and I haven’t heard one murmur of complaint except for when I reminded them how long the ceremony will be since its all of December’s grads AND April’s grads. Heheh I just love you guys and I’m so excited to see y’all next month.
Another huge blessing in my life are my friends. Jen has come back from Chile after almost a year of hearing all of her stories of warmth and good times, so Emily and I went to visit her this weekend and it was so fun to have the three of us together again after a years time. I’ve thought a lot about my friends that I have now and ones that I’ve had in the past that I may not keep in the best touch with, and I have been so blessed to have so many wonderful people come into my life. I have learned so much from all of them about myself and seriously, some of my favorite memories in life are those that happen when I’m with my friends. Provo has felt like home now for quite some time and I know that that has to do with the people who are constantly making me feel wanted and needed. My BYU/Provo experience wouldn’t be anything without y’all. I couldn’t possibly name all of you because it would take far too long and I know I would run the risk of missing someone…but you all know who you are. I love y’all bad and wouldn’t trade any of our moments, good or bad, for anything. Y’all are the peaches to my cottage cheese!
Also, I have a job! Its not full time or anything that I hope to keep doing for the rest of my life, but for about a month there, I was jobless and it was a very scary experience. The economy crept up on me and almost let me loose…but I’m so lucky to have supervisors and a boss who really care about what I have to offer here at PBSI and I’ve had so many wonderful learning opportunities in my last 3 ½ years of working here. I’ve learned so much and I’m so grateful for the opportunities that I’ve been given because of working here….getting to present our research at conferences, getting to conduct my own research, getting published, learning more about research in general…it’s been great and despite the sucky times of transcribing and data entry for hours on end, I love it here. They are my third family away from home and they’re constantly looking out for me and have my best interest at heart.
The last thing that I’m going to mention is my calling. I’ve been very fortunate to be the Relief Society President of my ward for the last two years which is a very unique blessing as usually, the Presidents are only kept in for around two, MAYBE four semesters at a time before they are released. It has been one of the hardest experiences of my life but definitely one of the most rewarding. Not only have I been able to become very close with a very large number of the girls, but I have been able to experience new levels of learning how to receive revelation for myself and those under my stewardship. It has been the best two years of my life for that reason. Going to the temple at least once a week, sometimes more, has been so wonderful. And each time I went, I was always impressed about something…whether it was a specific person that needed my help or something about a lesson, or an activity…you know the drill. Its been so cool to pray for guidance and see how well it has come into my life. It has happened two specific times that I can think of where I have made one decision and felt impressed to go another direction and its been awesome to see how the Lord has guided me in my choices (both personal and within relief society) and how they have definitely worked out for the better in ways that I never could have imagined. I’m going to be so sad when it’s all over. Seriously, I can’t think of a better experience that I’ve ever had in my life. On Sunday, we were singing “Nearer My God, To Thee” in acapela for our music appreciation number and after the second verse started, I just completely lost it. I felt the spirit overwhelmingly strong and the Love that the Lord has for each of the sisters was so strong. It made me love them even more which I didn’t think was possible. They are seriously like angels in my life and I’m so thankful for those experiences that I’ve had thus far.
Obviously, my family was the first thing to come to my mind. They are seriously the greatest family I could ever imagine. I’ve learned so much from them and felt so much love from them, everyday of my life. One of the greatest things about my family (not including our supreme love for board games and all of our inherent abilities to unknowingly cheat…something we got from Grandmama, for sure) is that they are stubborn. Why is that good you ask? It’s plenty good for lots of reasons…the biggest one right now is that despite my insisting that I didn’t want them to spend all the time and money to fly out in April for my graduation ceremony that I finally decided to be a part of thanks to some coaxing from my coworkers, they are all coming with happy hearts. I know its definitely not in the budget or time frame for any of them and I haven’t heard one murmur of complaint except for when I reminded them how long the ceremony will be since its all of December’s grads AND April’s grads. Heheh I just love you guys and I’m so excited to see y’all next month.
Another huge blessing in my life are my friends. Jen has come back from Chile after almost a year of hearing all of her stories of warmth and good times, so Emily and I went to visit her this weekend and it was so fun to have the three of us together again after a years time. I’ve thought a lot about my friends that I have now and ones that I’ve had in the past that I may not keep in the best touch with, and I have been so blessed to have so many wonderful people come into my life. I have learned so much from all of them about myself and seriously, some of my favorite memories in life are those that happen when I’m with my friends. Provo has felt like home now for quite some time and I know that that has to do with the people who are constantly making me feel wanted and needed. My BYU/Provo experience wouldn’t be anything without y’all. I couldn’t possibly name all of you because it would take far too long and I know I would run the risk of missing someone…but you all know who you are. I love y’all bad and wouldn’t trade any of our moments, good or bad, for anything. Y’all are the peaches to my cottage cheese!
Also, I have a job! Its not full time or anything that I hope to keep doing for the rest of my life, but for about a month there, I was jobless and it was a very scary experience. The economy crept up on me and almost let me loose…but I’m so lucky to have supervisors and a boss who really care about what I have to offer here at PBSI and I’ve had so many wonderful learning opportunities in my last 3 ½ years of working here. I’ve learned so much and I’m so grateful for the opportunities that I’ve been given because of working here….getting to present our research at conferences, getting to conduct my own research, getting published, learning more about research in general…it’s been great and despite the sucky times of transcribing and data entry for hours on end, I love it here. They are my third family away from home and they’re constantly looking out for me and have my best interest at heart.
The last thing that I’m going to mention is my calling. I’ve been very fortunate to be the Relief Society President of my ward for the last two years which is a very unique blessing as usually, the Presidents are only kept in for around two, MAYBE four semesters at a time before they are released. It has been one of the hardest experiences of my life but definitely one of the most rewarding. Not only have I been able to become very close with a very large number of the girls, but I have been able to experience new levels of learning how to receive revelation for myself and those under my stewardship. It has been the best two years of my life for that reason. Going to the temple at least once a week, sometimes more, has been so wonderful. And each time I went, I was always impressed about something…whether it was a specific person that needed my help or something about a lesson, or an activity…you know the drill. Its been so cool to pray for guidance and see how well it has come into my life. It has happened two specific times that I can think of where I have made one decision and felt impressed to go another direction and its been awesome to see how the Lord has guided me in my choices (both personal and within relief society) and how they have definitely worked out for the better in ways that I never could have imagined. I’m going to be so sad when it’s all over. Seriously, I can’t think of a better experience that I’ve ever had in my life. On Sunday, we were singing “Nearer My God, To Thee” in acapela for our music appreciation number and after the second verse started, I just completely lost it. I felt the spirit overwhelmingly strong and the Love that the Lord has for each of the sisters was so strong. It made me love them even more which I didn’t think was possible. They are seriously like angels in my life and I’m so thankful for those experiences that I’ve had thus far.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Edward = Ice Cream Truck
To preface this entry, I'm going to expose you all to a little bit of Twilight goodness. For those who have never read the books, nor seen the movies, there's a part when Bella finds out that Edward is a vampire. He's telling her about what it's like to be a vampire and here's what he says: "I'm the worlds most dangerous predator. Everything about me invites you in. My voice, my face, even my smell. As if I would NEED any of that. As if you could out run me. As if you could fight me off. I'm designed to kill." With that said, I'm going to continue on with my story...
I made a very large connection/realization yesterday when Emily and I were on a bike ride (yes the weather IS that beautiful) and on the way back, we passed an ice cream truck. One of my weaknesses. When I was a kid, I heard that annoying song, and I couldn't help but go inside and beg my mom for money. When we heard it, it made all of my memories of childhood summers come screaming back to me. Then...it clicked. Ice Cream trucks are like Edward...just not very hot. They are very vampirical in nature....they may not be predators, but really, they kinda are. To quote Edward: "everything about them invites you in (minus the annoying song, but really, how would we recognize that it was coming without it)...as if it would need any of that. As if you could out run me!" hahahahha We were seriously cracking up with the image of an ice cream truck making the chase to lure some kids into buying ice cream. With that said, enjoy the image everytime you hear the ice cream man coming around the corner. :)
Anyway, it's St. Pats day and I'm lovin it. I lost my keys...and I use the term loosely. They were inside my tennis shoes....but I didn't know that until I was turning my room inside out to try to find them. We had an Irish pot luck at work and I got to do a presentation on Ireland and it made me yearn for it just a little. And in better news, Beth had her baby on Wednesday! YAYUH! She's so beautiful and I'm so happy for her! Not to mention that I bought little Elsie Rae a St. Patties Day outfit and she definitely makes it look so cute! AND Jen came back from Chile. Emily and I are going to see her this weekend and I can't wait. It'll be so good to see her again! We've missed you soooooo bad, Jen! Anyway, I'm gonna go do some more St. Pat's Day celebrations. Heartcha bad! XOXO
I made a very large connection/realization yesterday when Emily and I were on a bike ride (yes the weather IS that beautiful) and on the way back, we passed an ice cream truck. One of my weaknesses. When I was a kid, I heard that annoying song, and I couldn't help but go inside and beg my mom for money. When we heard it, it made all of my memories of childhood summers come screaming back to me. Then...it clicked. Ice Cream trucks are like Edward...just not very hot. They are very vampirical in nature....they may not be predators, but really, they kinda are. To quote Edward: "everything about them invites you in (minus the annoying song, but really, how would we recognize that it was coming without it)...as if it would need any of that. As if you could out run me!" hahahahha We were seriously cracking up with the image of an ice cream truck making the chase to lure some kids into buying ice cream. With that said, enjoy the image everytime you hear the ice cream man coming around the corner. :)
Anyway, it's St. Pats day and I'm lovin it. I lost my keys...and I use the term loosely. They were inside my tennis shoes....but I didn't know that until I was turning my room inside out to try to find them. We had an Irish pot luck at work and I got to do a presentation on Ireland and it made me yearn for it just a little. And in better news, Beth had her baby on Wednesday! YAYUH! She's so beautiful and I'm so happy for her! Not to mention that I bought little Elsie Rae a St. Patties Day outfit and she definitely makes it look so cute! AND Jen came back from Chile. Emily and I are going to see her this weekend and I can't wait. It'll be so good to see her again! We've missed you soooooo bad, Jen! Anyway, I'm gonna go do some more St. Pat's Day celebrations. Heartcha bad! XOXO
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
The Gift That Keeps On Giving
I saw this on Zarah's blog and I thought it would be a fun idea. I love creating things, but I usually keep so busy with other stuff that I never justify making stuff...We'll see how it goes though. Most people say that instead of being artsy fartsy, I'm just fartsy....lol. Comment at your own risk! *silly giggle*
So, here's how it works: the first 3 people to leave a comment on this post will receive, at some point during the year a handmade gift from me. What it will be and when it will arrive is a total surprise! The catch is that you must participate as well. Before you leave your comment, write up a pay it forward post on your blog to keep the fun going (or copy and paste like I did). Then come back, let me know you're going to play and sit back and anticipate the arrival of your gift!
Just the thought of receiving something in the mail that isn't a bill is delightful!
Come and play!
Now, remember "ya get what ya get and ya don't throw a fit".
XOXO
So, here's how it works: the first 3 people to leave a comment on this post will receive, at some point during the year a handmade gift from me. What it will be and when it will arrive is a total surprise! The catch is that you must participate as well. Before you leave your comment, write up a pay it forward post on your blog to keep the fun going (or copy and paste like I did). Then come back, let me know you're going to play and sit back and anticipate the arrival of your gift!
Just the thought of receiving something in the mail that isn't a bill is delightful!
Come and play!
Now, remember "ya get what ya get and ya don't throw a fit".
XOXO
Thursday, March 5, 2009
A New Twist to Life
It’s almost been three weeks since I’ve been back from Ireland…I think instead of being on cloud 9, I’m now on cloud 8 or 7, but anytime someone asks me about it, I get this huge, retarded grin on my face and start jumping up and down. I feel like a little kid that’s waiting to open her presents on Christmas day. But, that’s good right?
These last few weeks have been quite eventful! For starters, the week I got back, I decided that I was going to suck it up and apply for Grad School at Naropa (in Boulder, CO). I’ve been thinking about it ever since the post that I wrote about the possibility of going forever ago and I’d been feeling iffy about it. I think being in Ireland, away from my responsibilities and other distractions, gave me a lot of time to reflect on what I wanted to do with my life. I never really thought about grad school as an option before and the very idea of leaving kinda scares the poop out of me. The more I thought about it though, the more excited I got and I realized that I shouldn’t let being afraid of starting fresh again (new friends, new place, new experiences) hold me back from doing something that I would love to do. I realized that I’m holding on to certain things that are engulfed in Provo and I just needed to let go of them and let life take me where it wants to. I think it will be great to get out of Provo where there’s so much pressure here to get married and to be constantly dating and blah blah...its hard though. It’s home. Not to mention that I still really want to live with Em and Jen in the Fall. Although, that will happen if I don’t make it in and I find another job outside of Provo…I’ll still be here if I can’t find something else though. I’d rather have a part time job and stay in Provo than no job and move home or somewhere else. I think I would go crazy without a job.
Other than that, I’ve been keeping insanely busy with Relief Society stuff. We’ve had a couple of enrichment activities that have been really intense on the planning end of it and I’m still not all caught up with everything even after they are done, but it’s been good. I love serving, and it keeps me busy! Along with that, I’ve been learning to crochet! It’s kind of the cheater way though…I have a loom thing that I bought at a craft store, but it totally works :) Beth asked me to help her make hats to donate to the NICU so I decided to extend it to our Relief Society for anyone who was wanting a service opportunity. It’s been fun to learn to make them…and they are so cute! I love little things. :) Also, here’s the story of the day for you: the zipper to my Ireland jacket broke a couple of months ago, so while I was at Walmart the other day, getting things for the starter 72 hour kits that we were making for our girls, I thought, hey…I’ll buy a zipper so I can replace the one in my jacket, right? Well…I was kinda distracted and making sure that I wasn’t forgetting anything else for the kits, that I wasn’t really thinking about the whole zipper thing….I got the kind that you put in dresses, that don’t come apart at the bottom….I didn’t really think about it until after I sewed the first side of it onto my jacket, so now, my jacket is no longer a jacket….it’s a hoodie with a zipper. Lol. Since it doesn’t come apart at the bottom, I just leave it zipped now and slip it over my head. Still very funny though…I am living proof that things as simple as zippers can get messed up. Lol. Anyway, this is getting kinda long, so I’m outta here! Love yall bad! XOXO
These last few weeks have been quite eventful! For starters, the week I got back, I decided that I was going to suck it up and apply for Grad School at Naropa (in Boulder, CO). I’ve been thinking about it ever since the post that I wrote about the possibility of going forever ago and I’d been feeling iffy about it. I think being in Ireland, away from my responsibilities and other distractions, gave me a lot of time to reflect on what I wanted to do with my life. I never really thought about grad school as an option before and the very idea of leaving kinda scares the poop out of me. The more I thought about it though, the more excited I got and I realized that I shouldn’t let being afraid of starting fresh again (new friends, new place, new experiences) hold me back from doing something that I would love to do. I realized that I’m holding on to certain things that are engulfed in Provo and I just needed to let go of them and let life take me where it wants to. I think it will be great to get out of Provo where there’s so much pressure here to get married and to be constantly dating and blah blah...its hard though. It’s home. Not to mention that I still really want to live with Em and Jen in the Fall. Although, that will happen if I don’t make it in and I find another job outside of Provo…I’ll still be here if I can’t find something else though. I’d rather have a part time job and stay in Provo than no job and move home or somewhere else. I think I would go crazy without a job.
Other than that, I’ve been keeping insanely busy with Relief Society stuff. We’ve had a couple of enrichment activities that have been really intense on the planning end of it and I’m still not all caught up with everything even after they are done, but it’s been good. I love serving, and it keeps me busy! Along with that, I’ve been learning to crochet! It’s kind of the cheater way though…I have a loom thing that I bought at a craft store, but it totally works :) Beth asked me to help her make hats to donate to the NICU so I decided to extend it to our Relief Society for anyone who was wanting a service opportunity. It’s been fun to learn to make them…and they are so cute! I love little things. :) Also, here’s the story of the day for you: the zipper to my Ireland jacket broke a couple of months ago, so while I was at Walmart the other day, getting things for the starter 72 hour kits that we were making for our girls, I thought, hey…I’ll buy a zipper so I can replace the one in my jacket, right? Well…I was kinda distracted and making sure that I wasn’t forgetting anything else for the kits, that I wasn’t really thinking about the whole zipper thing….I got the kind that you put in dresses, that don’t come apart at the bottom….I didn’t really think about it until after I sewed the first side of it onto my jacket, so now, my jacket is no longer a jacket….it’s a hoodie with a zipper. Lol. Since it doesn’t come apart at the bottom, I just leave it zipped now and slip it over my head. Still very funny though…I am living proof that things as simple as zippers can get messed up. Lol. Anyway, this is getting kinda long, so I’m outta here! Love yall bad! XOXO
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