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Update

I know, I know, I write so many blog posts. I’m still obsessed, but it’s for my sanity. It helps me clear my thoughts.

Anyway, update for today! My first class was great. I got there early so I wouldn’t have to worry about everyone staring at me when I walked in. I got to be the starer. The class was Communications 432- Account Planning. My professor is great and I am getting excited about my major again.

Also, my best bud Carrie came to the class so that was clearly awesome (I’m crossing my fingers that a space will open up so she can add it).

Anyway, no need for an anxiety attack today. After class, Carrie and I headed to Sonic for a little break because we have our elective together at 4 – Media and the First Amendment. I love media law, so I’m very excited about this one too!

But the BEST part is that Carrie and I checked the roll to see who was in the next class. And our favorite character in the major is in the class. I have no tolerance for him but on the other hand I love having classes with him because he gives me great stories! So, hopefully after this class tonight I’ll have a great blog post story for you!

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Summers

Summer is over. It ended yesterday. I told T.J. last night while we were laying in bed that one day when I create my own world, it will be summer all year long. But he said, “then you won’t appreciate the summer or have anything to compare it to.” As Nephi said, there must be opposition in all things. So, even though it is sad that summer is over, without the winter, I wouldn’t love summers as much.

Anyway, that being said, I have been feeling very nostalgic lately so I thought I would share some old pictures with you from past summers.

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Summers

Summer is over. It ended yesterday. I told T.J. last night while we were laying in bed that one day when I create my own world, it will be summer all year long. But he said, “then you won’t appreciate the summer or have anything to compare it to.” As Nephi said, there must be opposition in all things. So, even though it is sad that summer is over, without the winter, I wouldn’t love summers as much.

Anyway, that being said, I have been feeling very nostalgic lately so I thought I would share some old pictures with you from past summers.

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Oxfords

Today T.J. recieved a pell grant that paid for his tuition. It was one of the biggest blessings I have experienced because now we have money for all of our payments and bills and Oxford loafers.

Yes, Oxford loafers! I’ve been eyeing them all summer and finally I was allowed to get them! Plus I had a coupon for 20 dollars off!

Great Grant. Great Shoes. Great Day.

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Bananas

My boss hates bananas and today we were talking about her condition and it reminded me of this story.

Once upon a time when I was about 8 or 9 years old, I had a fever of 104 degrees. My parents thought I just had the flu really bad so they were going to give me some medicine.

The only thing was that I wouldn’t swallow pills back then.

So, to solve this problem my parents ground up the medicine and were going to put it in some applesauce.

The only thing was that we didn’t have any applesauce.

So, they smashed up bananas.

Smashed bananas with medicine all mushed together for a deathly sick child, not one of their nicest ideas.

With every bite there was an accompanying gag. It permanantly scarred me.

To this day, I can only eat greenish-yellow bananas if they are sliced very small or else I’ll get too much in my mouth and it reminds me of that awful day.

Oh, and a nice little ending to that story: I had pneumonia so the medicine did nothing for me. It was a complete waste.

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Gum Rules that Everyone in the World should Follow

  1. Gum should be neither seen, nor heard.
  2. Gum should not be “saved” for later on your plate or cup.
  3. Gum should not be swallowed.
  4. Gum should not end up under my shoe.
  5. (In reference to the previous rule) Gum should not be thrown on the ground.
  6. Lastly and most importantly, gum should NEVER for any reason be put on trees or walls to make “art”. That is disgusting and disturbing. I would put a picture of what I am referring too, but it makes me sick just thinking about it.
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Scavenger Hunt in St. George

This past weekend, T.J. and I drove down to St. George with our friends Heidi and Sean. Friday night, we wanted to go to the St. George temple, but we got to town too late. Instead, we drove around the whole town searching for a place to eat. Sean brought one of those coupon entertainment books, so we wanted to find a restaurant with a coupon.

The first place we went to was supposed to have scones or something, which sounded wonderful. But it went out of business. Then the next restaurant was supposed to have 30 types of cheesecakes. I was thrilled about this place and was picturing something like the Cheesecake factory. It turned out to be a bar attached to a bowling alley. It wasn’t a bar and grille though, it was just a bar with a few bar stools around pool tables. We stuck out like sore thumbs as BYU students.

Next, we tried to hit this Italian place where we had a coupon for a pizza. The restaurant it was supposed to be had a different name, so we thought we might as well give it a shot, but the boys were too embarrassed to ask if the coupon would work.

Like I said in a previous post, I really am turning into my mom because I obviously was not embarrassed to ask about the coupon, especially if we would get a discount from asking. So Heidi and I went in and asked if the coupon was still valid even though the name of the restaurant changed. The hostess told me no and I got kind of embarrassed and said while walking out the door,

“Oh, sorry, it was just for a scavenger hunt.”

(It’s like the time my mom said, “Oh, sorry, we’re from Kentucky…” But that’s another story…..)

Anyway, we ended up at this great Thai place called Benja Thai. I highly recommend it, especially the sticky rice dessert with mango and coconut sauce on top. Delicious. Also, it inspired me to learn how to make curry. Does anyone have any good curry recipes?

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Miniature

Usually when things are in baby size, they taste better to me. I think because they usually look cuter, my brain thinks they taste better too. But baby golf fish are adorable, so they clearly taste better. Another example is mini M&Ms: precious and delicious. Mini Reese Cups, Mini Frosted Wheats, finger sandwiches, the small diet cokes in those cute little skinny cans, cupcakes, mini cupcakes (jackpot), mini cookies, bagel bites, mini muffins, the list goes on and on.

Well, because I’m sick of the way I look in my jeans and frankly I’ve been spending too much time in the morning trying to put on my skinny jeans, I decided to bring a different snack to work today. I usually bring gold fish or Cheerios.

Today I brought baby carrots. I usually hate raw carrots. I never ever at any point in my life for any reason have liked them, but I saw the cute little bag of baby carrots at the grocery store and thought I’d give them a try. They’re miniature, so they’ve gotta be good, right?

Wrong. I’m practically shoving these things down my throat, in complete agony. I brought sugar snap peas too, which I’m using to clear out the taste of the carrot. Awful.

So the lesson here is this: just because something is small or miniature, it doesn’t make it taste good.

Oh, kind of on the same topic, but not food… miniature beagles and miniature horses are probably the cutest things in the world. The following videos are a-dor-a-ble.

https://youtube.com/watch?v=6XQtd9cTGFM%3Ffs%3D1%26hl%3Den_US%26rel%3D0

https://youtube.com/watch?v=GKzyOszOB5Q%3Ffs%3D1%26hl%3Den_US%26rel%3D0

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Gel Pens

Yesterday, I went to target to get a few groceries and things for the house. I needed to get a binder to organize all of our important documents and receipts, so I headed over to the school supplies area.

I couldn’t help to notice all of the parents, specifically dads taking their kids “back to school” shopping.

Instant tears.

Not joking, I was walking down an isle at Target and started crying because of all these lucky kids whose dads were taking them school shopping. I’m turning into my mother.

(Oh, and instant tears now just thinking about it again.)

Anyway, the reason I got so choked up was because my dad used to take my “back to school” shopping each year. My mom tried to take me a few times, but I would come back with generic brand folder and binders, roseart crayons which were good for about a minute until they snapped in half, and plain old pens. I understand now why this happened, seeing how much things really cost and add up, but when I was a kid, I wanted the best! Everybody else was getting the good stuff, so why couldn’t I? My dad saw the problem (because it was always lead to arguing) and so he took over this duty.

At the time, it was about the school supplies. It was about getting those stupid gel pens, the folders with a dog on it, and a brand new backpack. But now, as those years have past, none of that matters. It all went in the trash at some point or another, but the things that I will always remember, are the times we had together going out as a father and daughter.

Dad would turn off his talk radio, we’d sing together in the car or have talks about what was going on in my life. At the store, we’d look at the new electronics and chairs, and then always get a snack at the register (either gummy lifesavers or orange slices).

It’s little memories like those that really make it hard to grow up.

I called my dad once I left the store and tried to tell him what happened without losing it again. No success, but I was able to calm down when he told me how these moments are what really matter in life and what we will remember forever. And one day when I have kids, I’ll be able to create those memories with them.

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Facelift

Time for a new look around this blog. I’m getting awfully sick of those pennants and the bland purple background.

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