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
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
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
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Videos of Ireland
Here are the videos and pictures that I promised. The internet was a little better today :)
This is the band and the dancer that they hired to show us some good old fashioned Irish culture while we ate our dinner in Dublin. They were pretty awesome. The dancer girl pulled me up on stage though and I'm more surprised that I didn't fall over seeing as how I'd been awake for at least 36 hours straight. hahah good times! :)
Friday, February 20, 2009
Ireland, Oh Ireland
Okay, so many of you have been requesting a full account of my last week in Ireland so buckle up and get ready for probably too much information and pictures and videos! This is gonna jam packed of Irish loveliness! :) But actually, I just tried to upload some stuff and the internet is going bonkers so I'll have to put them on when I get back to Provo on Sunday. If you can't wait until then, I put them all on facebook, so look and enjoy! So, here it goes....
The flight wasn't as bad as I thought it would be...it was a good 7 hours and "farty-five" (said with an Irish accent...yeah, EVERY time someone said that, I started to giggle" minutes, in the middle of the night. I didn't sleep at all, but I think all of my adrenaline helped my legs to not hurt which was awesome. After they gave us breakfast, I was looking out the window at the beautiful green sights that could be seen and I think the guy in front of me could feel me being tickled with glee cuz he turned around and started talking to me...from the moment he opened his mouth (his name was Paul by the way), it was pure bliss...yes, my friends, he was from Ireland, returning home from a trip to South America. It was glorious. We talked the rest of the flight and then we split once we started getting off the plane. He randomly found us in the craziness that is the Customs station that was there and we talked some more and he waited with me until my mom and I got our luggage and oh man...did I ever enjoy it! He was so dang cute too. He kept touching my arm in that cute flirtatious way, you know? AHHHH loved it...it was from that moment on that I decided that I need to find a good, mormon, Irish boy to marry. All I would have to do is listen to him talk and a bad day would be turned into a glorious one! hahaha. Anyway, we shuttled to our hotel and got to walk around for an hour or so before our actual tour started. Everything in Ireland is cute and old-timey which was awesome. There weren't a lot of high rises and tall buildings either. I think the tallest was about 5 stories high, that I saw...and then the Cathedrals and Castles but those are a given :) The people weren't incredibly tall either...everything was 'my sized' and it was great! I've never felt so peaceful in my life! For every meal, we had at least one thing of potatoes...it was awesome. Their food was more bland that I'm used to, for the most part, but still really good. A lot of it was blended together too...for example, their apple pie, instead of having chunks of apple inside, it was this apple mush stuff...still tasted great, but different texture. Any of their soups were all creamed together too...no chunks...just blend! Still great and yummy! :)
Dublin
Later that day, we went on a bus tour around Dublin and they showed us all the different sights to see. I wish we could have stayed there an extra day so we could explore Dublin a little, but with all the things we did while we were there, I understand why they couldn't let us have free time there! We made our way to the Dublin Castle which was really cool. It wasn't the original because that one burned down a while ago. So they had to rebuild and modify it because they used to use it for housing important visitors after the kings and queens decided to move to a different place. They said that they created a "summer home" for them to live because they started getting annoyed with hearing the prisoner's moan and complain while they were trying to sleep. hahaha nice, huh? Anyway, afterwards, we went to dinner at the Three Rock Pub and they had little entertainment groups come to perform for us while we ate and made merry. You know the drill. :) Here's some videos that we took from that night...
Blarney
When we got to Blarney, we went up to the Blarney Castle grounds and walked around for a bit and then climbed the 110 steep steps to the top and I didn't trip once :) We got to the top where I kissed the Blarney Stone and did all that jazz...so now, I have the gift of eloquence. Beat that suckers. :) It was fun though because you had to lay on your back and kiss it upside down. Good times :) After me n the stone kissed it up real nice, we went to the Blarney Woollen Mills shopping center where we got all of our souvenirs n such. My mom and I had traditional Irish Stew, complete with potatoes and water :) We drove out to Killarney and we went shopping and looked around the town for the rest of the night.
Killarney
At the beginning of the day, we went on a Jaunting Car Ride. This is where we met Mark, our other tour guide (by the way...most of the guys that I met there, had Bible names...it was great. And there were LOTS of Johns there). Anyway, he took us on the ride around the National Park which was BEAUTIFUL. I can't believe that it's winter there. I can't wait to go back during the spring/summer time when everything is green. I can't even imagine how pretty it is there. I hope its what heaven is like :) There was this island that in the middle of the park that they call "honeymoon island." Mark told us a little joke..."What type of salad do they serve on Honeymoon Island? Just lettuce alone and no dressing" hahahaha...yeah, I thought that was funny. Mark was absolutely hilarious and not bad looking either ;) As a matter of fact, most of the Irish people there that I met were extremely funny which makes them that much more awesome. :) We ended the car ride at St. Mary's Cathedral and then started our trek through the Ring of Kerry.
Ring of Kerry
The Ring of Kerry is a 110 mile long stretch of pure landscaping. It was so beautiful! There were so many cool sites to see and fun times to be had! Our bus broke down though, so we had to stop at this po-dunk of a place for lunch while we waited for a new bus to arrive. After we finished the Ring, we drove out to the Gardens at Muckross House which was really pretty. They had a waterfall, rock, river and regular gardens. There was so much to see so I'm kinda bummed that we didn't get to stay longer. There were a bunch of families there that went to play ball games and walk their dogs n such...how cool would that be, ya know? Anyway, it was great.
Cliffs of Moher & Bunratty
The next day we took a ferry out across the atlantic ocean to get to Shannon and then drove out to the Cliffs of Moher to see that. They were so pretty, per the usual. It was so windy and cold, but definitely worth the climb to the top. After that, we drove out to Bunratty and did a little more shopping and we went to a medieval dinner that night in the castle. It was fun to walk around the castle grounds and see all the old stuff. When we got there, they took us into this one room where we had a welcome drink and they sang a couple of songs and then we walked down the steps into the Great Hall where we had a four reserve (course) meal and they had a little show for us there too. It was great!
I'm seriously so bummed to be gone...I freakin loved it there. One day I'd like to go back and see more things that I didn't get to see this time. The flight home was actually really good...it was during the day so I wasn't really that tired and I got to pick which movies I watched so I saw two that I'd kinda wanted to see but didn't want to pay to see them (The traveling hood of the sister pants 2 and High School Musical 3) That made it go by pretty fast. The flight from JFK to Dallas tho was HORRIBLE. I was so tired and my legs hurt so bad that they kept spazzing every 5 or 10 minutes and I couldn't sleep because they hurt so bad. I tried reading to take my mind off of it, but I was so exhausted that I couldn't keep my eyes open...lame, but I made it through! Anyway, get ready for pictures and videos once I get back to Provo...or maybe once the internet stops sucking here! Love y'all bad! Cheers! XOXO
Thursday, February 5, 2009
You know you go to BYU when...
Okay, so I was jamming out to my Irish Pandora station at work, and a song came on that I seriously haven’t heard in AGES…Ashokan Farewell. (the new one on my playlist)…My mom and sister used to play it on the piano and flute back in the day and I LOVED it. When I heard it, it reminded me of all the fun times we used to have back when life didn’t seem so busy and/or stressful. It was fun to hear it again and go back to that place! Anyway, that’s really all I have about that…it’s a great song and I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of it!
As for today's REAL post...I've decided to compile a list of "You know you go to BYU/live in Provo when..." list. Emily's friends in her class did one kind of similar, only specific to her major and we were laughing our heads off. So here's my feeble attempt to be as truthful as possible. :)
You know you go to BYU/live in Provo when...
1. You leave your apartment and as you are walking across the street, you hope and pray that someone doesn't drive over you with their car...especially if you are riding a bike.
2. You see signs and billboards everywhere for bridal fairs and "Single? Call this number."
3. You've actually thought of calling those numbers...
4. You dread the 5th Sunday because those are the "chastity talk" Sundays from the Bishopric.
5. Sundays, in general, are very busy for you. They usually consist of going to meetings, finishing lessons/talks, going to church, then more meetings, visiting/home teaching, calling family, ward prayer, and some form of tunnel singing/singing hymns in someones apartment.
6. When you leave Provo, you are shocked when you see girls who are dressed immodestly, and people with cigarettes and beer bottles in their hands.
7. Every time you leave your apartment, you always see at least one person running...no matter the time of year.
8. Your friends, who are younger than you, ask you if you can babysit for them sometime that week.
9. Your roommates are confined to their rooms or have to leave the apartment because your visiting/home teachers came over.
10. You know what the phrase "the Spirit goes to bed at midnight" is referring to. You also know that that same said Spirit, goes to bed at 1:30 on Fridays.
11. Your friend comes over and tells you that they NCMOed (non committal make out) with someone, and you are completely shocked that they would do such a thing.
12. The acronym DTR, scares the pants off of you...and you cant help but wish that it stood for "Dell Taco Run."
13. You have to buy your tickets to the dollar theater at least 2 hours in advance on weekends...and you know its smart to go about 45 minutes early so you can sit with whoever you came with.
14. In dance and other exercise classes, everyone is still wearing long shorts and t-shirts even though tank tops with thicker sleeves are actually allowed.
15. You have experienced all new levels of creative dating that you didn't think were possible.
16. The entire ward seems to be in a giant cookie exchange.
17. You have to drive around to find a parking space where your car wont get booted or towed, longer than it took you to actually drive there.
18. You come home after midnight, and find all of the couples standing outside their doors because midnight just isn't late enough...
19. You wish that everything was open until at least midnight, if not longer.
20. You go to the temple and see at least 3 people you know.
21. You see people that you've only seen in the temple before and get weirded out because they are in real clothes.
22. You have to choose which bridal showers, baby showers and wedding receptions you will go to because they are all scheduled on the same day.
23. On the first day of class, you look around the classroom to scope out who you want to sit by, with hopes that they will talk to you and maybe ask you out.
24. You find someone in the said class and realize they are married
25. You come to find that there is ALWAYS someone that knows someone else you know because they served together on their missions.
26. Someone that served in your home ward, while you were going to school, has called you or seen you on campus and asked..."are you so-and-so's daughter? Your mom told me to look you up when I got off my mission..." True story.
Okay, there are plenty more...but this is a pretty good list for now. As funny/strange as it is to live here, I sure love it! :) I'm sure I'll come up with more later, too so keep your eyes peeled. (that expression always used to scare me when I was little...it didn't produce the nicest images in my head. hahaha) I hope everyone has had a WONDERFUL day so far. XOXO
As for today's REAL post...I've decided to compile a list of "You know you go to BYU/live in Provo when..." list. Emily's friends in her class did one kind of similar, only specific to her major and we were laughing our heads off. So here's my feeble attempt to be as truthful as possible. :)
You know you go to BYU/live in Provo when...
1. You leave your apartment and as you are walking across the street, you hope and pray that someone doesn't drive over you with their car...especially if you are riding a bike.
2. You see signs and billboards everywhere for bridal fairs and "Single? Call this number."
3. You've actually thought of calling those numbers...
4. You dread the 5th Sunday because those are the "chastity talk" Sundays from the Bishopric.
5. Sundays, in general, are very busy for you. They usually consist of going to meetings, finishing lessons/talks, going to church, then more meetings, visiting/home teaching, calling family, ward prayer, and some form of tunnel singing/singing hymns in someones apartment.
6. When you leave Provo, you are shocked when you see girls who are dressed immodestly, and people with cigarettes and beer bottles in their hands.
7. Every time you leave your apartment, you always see at least one person running...no matter the time of year.
8. Your friends, who are younger than you, ask you if you can babysit for them sometime that week.
9. Your roommates are confined to their rooms or have to leave the apartment because your visiting/home teachers came over.
10. You know what the phrase "the Spirit goes to bed at midnight" is referring to. You also know that that same said Spirit, goes to bed at 1:30 on Fridays.
11. Your friend comes over and tells you that they NCMOed (non committal make out) with someone, and you are completely shocked that they would do such a thing.
12. The acronym DTR, scares the pants off of you...and you cant help but wish that it stood for "Dell Taco Run."
13. You have to buy your tickets to the dollar theater at least 2 hours in advance on weekends...and you know its smart to go about 45 minutes early so you can sit with whoever you came with.
14. In dance and other exercise classes, everyone is still wearing long shorts and t-shirts even though tank tops with thicker sleeves are actually allowed.
15. You have experienced all new levels of creative dating that you didn't think were possible.
16. The entire ward seems to be in a giant cookie exchange.
17. You have to drive around to find a parking space where your car wont get booted or towed, longer than it took you to actually drive there.
18. You come home after midnight, and find all of the couples standing outside their doors because midnight just isn't late enough...
19. You wish that everything was open until at least midnight, if not longer.
20. You go to the temple and see at least 3 people you know.
21. You see people that you've only seen in the temple before and get weirded out because they are in real clothes.
22. You have to choose which bridal showers, baby showers and wedding receptions you will go to because they are all scheduled on the same day.
23. On the first day of class, you look around the classroom to scope out who you want to sit by, with hopes that they will talk to you and maybe ask you out.
24. You find someone in the said class and realize they are married
25. You come to find that there is ALWAYS someone that knows someone else you know because they served together on their missions.
26. Someone that served in your home ward, while you were going to school, has called you or seen you on campus and asked..."are you so-and-so's daughter? Your mom told me to look you up when I got off my mission..." True story.
Okay, there are plenty more...but this is a pretty good list for now. As funny/strange as it is to live here, I sure love it! :) I'm sure I'll come up with more later, too so keep your eyes peeled. (that expression always used to scare me when I was little...it didn't produce the nicest images in my head. hahaha) I hope everyone has had a WONDERFUL day so far. XOXO
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