My Fairy Tale

I believe in fairy tales.

I believe that they are real.

Growing up, I loved being a princess and couldn't wait for the day that my prince would come on his white horse and take me away.

When I reached junior high and high school, people told me that fairy tales weren't real. That there was no such thing as 'Happily Ever After'.

Well, I'm here to tell you they were wrong.

Fairy tales are real. They do exist. And each and every person can live in their own.

This is my fairy tale:

August 2010. I had been single for a year. I was not interested in dating anyone. I wanted to go to BYU and just focus on school, nothing else. My roommate Aimee was getting married and having a luncheon. I have to admit, I did not want to go. I thought it would be perfectly fine for me to just show up at the reception, but I finally felt that I should go and be supportive.

I was sitting with our other roommates, Winona and Kendra, as well as Aimee's two youngest sisters. He walked over, introduced himself as Aimee's cousin, and sat down. He was wearing an awesome green tie. A great conversation ensued, headed primarily by Winona. Apparently, she and the cousin had met at a New Year's party the previous year at Aimee's house. They caught up and then she introduced both Kendra and myself. As we started talking, he mentioned he was going to school at BYU in the fall. I wasn't going to say anything, but Winona immediately jumped in and said that I would be at BYU, also. Not thinking anything of it, I started telling him some of my history - I loved musical theatre, but would be majoring in Early Childhood Education. He told me that he also loved music and dance, and had done some theatre in high school and always wanted to do more. I just smiled and continued eating my pasta.

After the luncheon, we went our separate ways only to gather again that evening for the reception. Cousin was in attendance. Aimee looked beautiful. There was a slideshow going of pictures of her and her husband, and a couple of her included us roommates. It suddenly got very emotional and very real. Me being me, I started to cry. Aimee's cousin had been conversing with us, noticed my tears, and offered me his handkerchief. I accepted, though I didn't use it because I knew I would get mascara on it and that would not be flattering. We took some pictures, gave our final hugs and were on our way out the door when I was stopped. He said he would be interested in hanging out sometime, especially since I was new to Provo - he could be a friend and take me around. I agreed, gave him my number, and followed my roommates out the door.

(I have been laughed at a lot for that. Apparently I was completely oblivious to what was going on.)

The next week came. The cousin called me for a date, and I returned home with a good friend. I was so pleased with how the date had gone and hoped for a second. Luckily, I knew I wasn't going to have to wait long since we were already planning a second date the next weekend.

So, the cousin became a friend. The friend became a good friend. And that good friend became my Best Friend.

But that was just the beginning...

My Best Friend and I had many adventures. We would go out on weekly dates, and in between said dates we had school, work, and marvelous days and nights spent hanging out and getting to know each other. Sometimes it was hard, but it was always great. We realized that we are so similar on so many aspects. We grew up in similar families with similar backgrounds. We like the same activities and can quote the same movies.

We talked. We sang. We played games. We watched movies. We went to the park. We built forts. We traveled. We walked. We explored. We danced. And we came to Love.

We loved talking. We loved singing. We loved playing games. We loved watching movies. We loved going to the park. We loved building forts. We loved travelling. We loved walking. We loved exploring. We loved dancing. And we loved each other.

March 2011. Living and loving life. We decided we wanted to be together forever.

We were walking to my car in the afternoon. My Best Friend had mentioned that he wanted to stop by our spot before we left campus. I agreed, and started talking to him about eternal families and how I think the concept is so miraculous and just amazing. When we arrived at our spot, he asked me to take off my backpack. I asked why, and he said he wanted to give me a real hug - which he couldn't do with my bag on. We have talked about that before, so I agreed and took off my bag. I stepped into the gazebo, turned, and gave him a big hug. It took me less than a second to realize his heart was racing. I asked what was going on. After a brief pause, he said quietly, "It's time."

He pulled away and gave me a quick and gentle kiss, then he dropped to one knee. I squealed and started to turn away to cover my face, but he grabbed my hand and held it tight. I turned back with tears filling my eyes.

"I have nothing. Absolutely nothing. All I know is I love you. ...Nashelle... Will you marry me?"

... Silly readers. Do you really need to ask? Of course I said "Yes!"

I kissed him and he pulled the ring out of his pocket. He stood up and put it on my finger.

It was beautiful. It was simple. It was perfect.

The perfect start to our forever. The perfect start to our fairy tale.

Daily Miracle 3/24

Wow. Have I ever mentioned how AWESOME my Best Friend is?!

Cuz... he is.

Wednesday night I was sick beyond all sickiness. I collapsed. Literally. It sucked.

The worst part was knowing I was supposed to make 2 dozen cupcakes for preschool the next day and prep for my Interactive Literature activity.

Needless to say, I was very stressed.

Best Friend, being nothing less than an angel, came in to save the day.

He baked 2 dozen cupcakes for me. He prepped my lesson materials. He gave me drugs, helped me walk to the bathroom when I was sick, and held my hand while I was in pain.

Wow.

He seriously saved me. He saved me emotionally, physically, and mentally. He made sure everything I needed or wanted was taken care of. And he didn't once complain or mention how busy he is with other things and how much this would put him out. Not once. --Even after the already super stressful and emotional day we'd had. I mean, we had a rough day. Really rough. And he still was so amazing.

My Best Friend IS my Daily Miracle. And I am so grateful to him.

I love you, Daniel Jackson. I love you.

Yup. That's right. "Publicly".

Signing out.
Me.

P.S. This was supposed to be posted on 3/24. I know it's 3/25... but that's ok. I'll catch you up later. ;)

Happenings

So... I realized why I've been so gosh-darn emotional this week (and last week... and the week before... haha... oops)

Actually, there are multiple reasons:

1. Hormonal imbalance. I'm not saying anything more and we are quickly moving on.

2. There are only three weeks left in the semester and although I feel as though I'm doing well in all of my classes (I even found out I got an A in my preschool class that was first block), it's still stressful and nerve-wracking. Finals could kill anyone.

3. Best Friend is stressed. And heck. I don't blame him. This is a big semester for him.

4. There is a lot of stress on the pair of us.

5. I feel as though I am not in control of anything. Not one single thing. My schooling is mapped out for me until I die. Actually, until I fill out an application for an internship. But even then, someone else will decide if I get it or not and then based on that decision, I already have two options completely lined out further. Also. I've been applying for jobs left and right and though I finally got one interview, I'm not sure how it will go. I don't feel in control of my emotions or my finances or my schooling. I know I am, and if I'm not then God is, but I feel very helpless right now. Kind of like the water in the picture - inexorably being drawn down by gravity. It may not be a bad thing - the pools are gorgeous - but I have no control over it. It's a little bit scary, to be honest.

6. Apparently I need to vent occasionally. I don't like doing that because I cry a lot and feel bad about subjecting the other person to that kind of torture. Unfortunately, it needs to happen. And soon.

7. I am worried about a couple of my friends. I won't say anything super specific, but I know that a couple of my friends that I consider myself to be very close to are hurting and struggling right now. And I can't do anything about it. That sucks. I'm constantly worried about them and want to help them, but there is no help to come from me. I wish there was. Unfortunately, all I can do is smile and be supportive and let them know I'm there for them no matter what or when or where or anything.

8. I am SO RIDICULOUSLY happy in my life. That means I am going to be attacked. I am doing what I'm supposed to and trying to listen to the Spirit and so I am being attacked. I hate it. It doesn't seem fair sometimes. But perseverance wins out in the end, right? I'm sure it does. It has before. Isaiah 41:10.

9. I am extremely blessed. This I am very aware of. It is so cool. I am reminded daily. And that would make anyone emotional. :)

*sigh*

It's time for me to be normal again. Well... 'normal' as I am. Haha.

Signing out.
Me.

Emotional Break-down?

Have you ever experienced the feeling when you want to say something really really bad, but know you shouldn't?

Strangely enough, this has been happening frequently lately.

I've had to have my mind-filter turned on constantly and I'm not sure why. But it's making me uncomfortable.

Basically, I want to write something negative on this post. Just because I'm kind of grouchy and want to vent.
However, I know I shouldn't because I don't want to spread negative feelings.
But maybe I should so they aren't pent up inside.
Plus I'm sure I could get some good advice for an attitude adjustment.
But I don't want advice on an attitude adjustment.
I don't have a problem.
I just want to express myself in a way that is probably not entirely socially appropriate.
Like yelling and screaming and running across campus and crying and laughing and being all over hysterical.

There used to be a name for this.

My roommates and I called it an Emotion Break-down.

These were typically held on Tuesdays. They were lots of fun. Anything went. It was great.

But today is Wednesday.

I wonder if they would mind if I changed the rules for just one day.

I've already put my homework off by blogging. Surely it would be ok to put it off a little more by relieving some emotional stress.

Right?

Hmmm.

I'll let you know how it goes.

Signing out.
Me.

Weekend of Awesome

This weekend, was a weekend of awesome. Yup.

It started Friday night with my Best Friend and I going to his family party in Salt Lake. We got to go talk with his aunts and uncles and a couple of his cousins. It was a great time. The best part, though? Best Friend's parents were there! He got to see them for the first time since December (and he was soooo excited), and I got to meet them for the first time! I loved it. It was so much fun being able to talk with them and meet them after hearing so much about them. YAY!

Saturday morning, Best Friend and I drove out to Vernal. That afternoon, my mom permed my hair. It turned out really nice and I'm glad I did it. Best Friend commented that it wasn't as stinky as he thought it would be, for which he was grateful. Ha. That night, we went to watch Sister #1 in the Scarlet Pimpernel at the high school. She was the director of the pre-show and I thought it was great. She combined Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, and Star Wars to make a great skit. It was awesome. Very creative. I was very proud. Then we watched the musical. Sister #1 was awesome. She is just the coolest thing ever. Basically.

(Also, I found out my dad made my mom fill out a bracket for March Madness. She said that BYU and Temple would battle it out for the final two cuz their names are the coolest. Unfortunately, Temple lost in double-overtime. Lame! But BYU won, so it was ok.)

Sunday we went to church with the fam and went to nursery with mom. That was great. So funny.

We watched movies, and slept, and ate dinner, and drove home. We had a great drive and talked about lots of stuff.

Weekend. Awesome. The end.

Yay!

Signing out.
Me.

Daily Miracle - 3/18

My miracle today? Family. Wow. What a blessing they are.

Even other people's families. The power of the family is so much more than I thought or imagined.

And MAN am I ever grateful for that. I need my family. They are my world.

Family.

Signing out.
Me.

A Little More Magic

My Best Friend said to me the other day, "I need more real magic in my life."

He had been having a rough morning, and so I instantly began brainstorming how I could cheer him up and help him have a little more magic in his life. So I thought, well, first I have to figure out what magic is and where it comes from!

Idea One: Disney Magic

I know I just did an entire post about Disney,

but it was the second thing that came to mind
when I thought about magic.

Disney has a lot of magic in their movies. It
can be used for good or evil, but is a very
real part of the lives of the characters involved
in the story. And of course, good always wins
over evil in the end.

Something that I think is really cool about magic
in Disney is that it isn't just for one person. I 
mean, there may only be one wizard or whatever,
but they share their magic with everyone they 
are in contact with. Magic is for everyone.

Idea Two: Spiritual Magic

I believe that feeling the Spirit is one of the

closest things that can compare to feeling

'magic'. There is nothing more special and

private and incredible and simply beautiful

that knowing that you have felt the Spirit of

the Lord touch your heart. It is probably the

greatest feeling I have ever known.

I know that Christ is power and not necessarily

magic in the traditional or worldly view, but I

believe that magic can be spiritual and can be

all the things that the Spirit and power of Christ is.

Idea Three: Love Magic

Who doesn't love Love? I mean seriously? The gift of love and the gift to love is simply incredible. It is such a powerful emotion that can seem to control the lives of those it touches.

Love magic isn't just for a spouse or family member. It can be for anyone - friends, children, or even someone you've seen on the news that lost their home and family. Love is to be shared with all those around us in what ever ways we can share. It is beautiful and precious. It is what draws us closer to God and to others just like us.

I know I find love to be very magical.








Magic is all around us. It is daily. It is simple. It is exquisite and beautiful. It is available to everyone.

Magic is Happiness.

St. Patrick's Day

So... I wasn't going to blog today.

ESPECIALLY not about a holiday (even though St. Pat's is awesome).

And ESPECIALLY since I have a ton of homeowrk I have yet to get started on.

But... I caved. I guess I didn't really want to do my homework anyway.

So, in honor of all that is Irish and/or Green:

If I knew how to put flashing lights around it, I would have. Just imagine them in  yourself. :)

Signing out.
Me.

Isn't Snoopy just the greatest?!

Disney!

DISNEY! DISNEY! DISNEY!

I freaking love Disney!!! Yup. I do.

To this DAY I would rather watch a Disney movie than most anything else. They have everything! Romance, adventure, comedy, tragedy, etc. etc. etc. I mean, seriously! It is the best thing ever. Ever.

(And yes, Best Friend likes Disney, too. Haha.)

In fact, my siblings and I are such Disney-lovers that a couple of summers ago, we put together a list of ALL of the Disney movies in order of release date. Yeah.

We watched them all.

Ok, not really, but we got to 1998, which is really really good. There are a lot of Disney movies!

We started with Snow White, and watched Pinocchio and Dumbo, through the Aristocats and Great Mouse Detective and the Rescuers. We watched all the way up to Toy Story and Monsters Inc. It was amazing.

When I was little, my favorite favorite movie was Bambi.

Or at least, that is what I'm told. All I know is that I hate that the mom gets killed and I cry every time. Every time. Without fail.

Since then, although Bambi will always be a long-running favorite, Beauty & the Beast came up.

In fact, when I was three years old, my dad says I asked him one if I was odd. He was confused. I was disappointed he couldn't give me the proper answer.

Beauty & the Beast is so much my favorite that my dream came true when I was 16-years old. What was this dream you ask? My dream was to be Belle in Beauty and the Beast. And I was. In my high school. As a junior. It was so incredible. I still can hardly believe that it really happened. I loved every single moment. It was beautiful. YAY!

P.S. Those glowing red dots? Those are roses. Awesome, right? I thought so. :)

Some other long-running favorite include, but are not limited to:

Peter Pan

Pete's Dragon

The Little Mermaid

Toy Story

(numbers 1, 2, and 3)

Emperor's New Groove



As well as a new favorite:

Bahahaha. I loved this movie. All the way through.




So, yes. Disney is my life and dream. I love watching it, breathing it, and living it.

The most exciting thing? I feel like I am living my own Disney fairytale. Who doesn't love that, right?

Oh, Disney. Thank you for being so incredible.

Signing out.
Me.

Ex-Roommates

I was going through some old pictures and found these ones of my roommates from my first year at Snow College:

What a good time, right? Right.
And by proof of the last picture, we were normal... sometimes... :)

Like I said, I was going through some pictures and found these ones and just started laughing. I couldn't stop laughing, in fact, because I was so excited to have found these pictures! I mean, this isn't even close to a sample of all the pictures I have. It was incredible. They were hilarious and brought back so many amazing memories. I loved it.

So. Let me give you just a very short introduction to each of my ex-roommates because they are a HUGE part of my life and I'm sure I'll talk about them at some point if I haven't already.

KENDRA:

Kendra would kill me if she knew this was online. Bwahaha.

Kendra was my room-roommate my second year at Snow and she is incredible. She is from Utah and such a character. I love being around her. She has an infectious laugh that gets everyone laughing with her. She has a tough-girl persona that she puts out, but she is really a softie on the inside. I love her more than anything. She is still down at Snow right now and I miss her all the time. Seriously. It's weird having a roommate and then not having a roommate. I thought it would be a nice change, but in all reality, I miss it and her. Kendra loves to laugh and have a good time and she was always looking out for all of us in the apartment. Love. I wish I could see her more often.

AIMEE:

Aimee is Best Friend's cousin. Yup. Pretty exciting, I know.

Aimee was the first of my roommates at Snow to really talk to me. The first night we were there she invited me to go with her and some of her friends from high school to a drive-in movie. I went, but spent the night in the car talking to my mom. Go figure. We also sat together in church the next day and while singing hymns, traded off in the verses singing alto or soprano. WOW. It was something we did forever and in fact, cried over our last Sunday in Ephraim. It was tender. Aimee is also from Utah. She got married last summer and it was great to see her. She was so so happy and I couldn't help but be happy for her. Plus I met my Best Friend, so it turned out ok ;) Thanks, Aimee, for getting married so I could meet him. HAHA. jk. Aimee is now my lunch buddy occasionally and it is a great time. I love being able to see her.

WINONA:

Oh Winona. I wonder if you'll cry when you read this post, too? ;)

Winona is simply fantastic. She is the little mom of our apartment and held us really close together when we had tough times. Winona is also from Utah and is attending Utah State right now. She is incredible. We have similar majors, she I love talking with her about the things that she is doing. She is going to be the most awesomest teacher ever. Winona has the wackiest personality. She can be either really crazy or really mellow. She is very good at feeling out a room and being able to just fit right in with what is going on. Winona is hilarious and a great listener. She puts everyone at ease and is just happy to be around. All the time. I am so so so grateful that we are still friends. We talk frequently - though not as frequently as I would like. That's what happens when life happens. I miss her. Love being with and around her. It's never dull.

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So that's us. The crazy roommates that everyone was jealous of. We were so great about not having drama (especially our first year together, it was harder with 8 girls instead of just 4) and about spending time together and having fun. We watched movies, had Sunday dinner, made cookies, played games, etc. etc. It was a great time. These girls are the best. They are my best friends and I hope to stay close to them forever. Living with a person for two years changes you, and these girls definitely are largely responsible for who I am today. I am so so grateful to them for that. I was blessed to have them in my life, and I am blessed to continue to have them always near and around me. I know I could call on any of them and they would be there for me. Definitely one of the greatest blessings of my life.

Thank you, girls, for making Snow College the best experience of my life. Literally. I wouldn't change it for anything. I hope we have many many more years of adventures and fun in store for us.

Love you all.

Me.

A Special Day

Wow. I just wrote half of a blog post and then deleted it.

(No, I will not bring it back. You'll just have to believe that it was there. Maybe if you believe hard enough it will come back. ...maybe...)

Bwahaha. Sun. :)

Anyway. That was weird. Moving on!

TODAY IS A SPECIAL DAY.

And I am so so so so so excited.

Why is today a special day?

Let me tell you....

1. I slept in but was still on time for school.

2. I slept in but my hair looks decent.

3. Preschool was GREAT today. Partly because, while at preschool I got told I was one of G's favorite teachers. He told me himself. :) YAY! He's a stinkin' cute kid. Loved it.

4. Best Friend is competing in DanceSport at BYU in four different areas (Two Latin, two Standard.) I told him he would do awesome, but he informed me that he has already made it to the Silver Latin Quarter-finals!!! Woah! So exciting. :) I can't wait to watch.

5. Tonight I am going to the temple. And I'm just excited about it.

SO!

Today is a special day. I'm excited about it. I feel great. And it has a lot of meaning.

What kind of day will YOU have?

Signing out.
Me.

P.S. Be careful when you google images of 'special day'. ... Yup. That's all I'm sayin'.

Siblings

So... I was going through the pictures on my phone today and found some great ones of my siblings.

I had to share, simply because it got me to reminiscing and smiling and laughing and it was just funny.

We will start at the beginning. With Brother #1.

Brother #1 is freaking awesome. If you've read from the beginning, you also probably know that he is on a mission right now in Kobe, Japan. (If you didn't know that and would like to, you are more than welcome to find the posts about it. I would link it, but I don't know how. Embarrassing to admit, but true.)

He is 22 months younger than me, and I love beating up on him. Note that is present tense and not past tense. ;) Just kidding. He is too big for me to beat up on now. He is taller than I am by a good four to five inches or so. Maybe more.

One of my favorite memories of Brother #1 is all the awesome games we would make up. Seriously. It was the best of times. We would go down into the basement of our house and create all sorts of ingenious games. One of which, in particular, was called 'Ghost' or something. We would shut the blinds and make the family room as dark as we could, put a blanket or towel over our heads, and run around trying to tag each other. It was a good time, especially after mom had recently rearranged the furniture. Yeah. He is brilliant. Love him. Miss him.

Sister #1 is next. What a cutie, right? NOPE.

Don't be deceived. She fools everyone. ;) Hahaha. But I love her.

Sister #1 was the perfect younger sister. Around when I didn't want her AND when I did want her. She would always tag along when I was going to play with my friends. Somewhat frustrating at times, but that's because I wanted to be a big girl all by myself and not have my pesky little sister tagging along. Any one that has been an older sister can attest to this and see that it's not wrong, just normal.

However, now that we are grown up and mature (well, we both grew up, but I'm the only one that matured. haha), we are actually pretty close. I love hanging out with her and talking with her and just messing around. She is super fun to be with and is actually kinda smart. Usually.

One of my favorite memories of Sister #1 is from going swimming. We were always ALWAYS mermaids. We 'created' a special mermaid-way of swimming and everything. Oh it was the best. We would play games and sing underwater (sort of) and just had a blast. Of course mermaid swimming is much more tiring than normal swimming, so we couldn't go for too long, but we sure tried.

Brother #2. Oh man. What a character.

To be perfectly honest, I cried when I found out that Brother #2 was a boy. I wanted another sister -- probably because I was disappointed with how Sister #1 was turning out (tee hee). But yes. I did cry. Seriously. And now I laugh about it all the time.

Brother #2 recently got his learner's permit and is well on his way to becoming a driver. GROSS. Mom says he is the best of all of us so far, which is definitely kind of scary. And weird. I am so so so old.

One of my favorite memories of Brother #2 was sticking him down the laundry shute in my great-grandma's house. We would sneak into the bathroom, shut the door behind us, grab him by his legs, and try to push him down, but not too far. (We were trying to hear what we were getting for Christmas -- we'd seen it in a movie.) Unfortunately, he got stuck cuz of his baby-pudge belly, and so Dad had to come and save him. We were in huge trouble. Of course. But OH MAN it was hilarious.

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I love my siblings. They are basically the best and I am so so SO grateful for them and all they have taught me. I wish that I would have appreciated them more sooner, you know? Since being away at college, I have come to realize just how much they mean to me and recognize their power and influence in my life. The best part, is that I can tell they love me (even though they'll deny it) just as much as I love them.

So. To all my siblings (even the ones I didn't write about in this post): I LOVE YOU!!! SO SO SO MUCH!!! Don't ever change the way you are, cause you are the best. Thanks for watching out for me. 

Love,

Me.

Daily Miracle - 3/8

So, technically this happened yesterday and the day before, but I wasn't in a blogging mood so I waited til today.

My Miracle is the restored gospel of Jesus Christ on the earth and the Priesthood power that comes with it.

Over the weekend, I had the most awful pit in my stomach. it seriously felt as though there was a huge rock in my stomach. Heavy and scratchy and dirty and terrible. It got so bad that I couldn't focus on anything. I felt as though there was cotton in my ears and I couldn't think straight. It was awful.

I talked to my dad about it a lot, and he helped me so much. He talked me through my thoughts and reassured me that everything would be ok, I just had to pray.

Sunday, I got a blessing from my bishop. It helped immensely ... Until Monday morning. The feeling was back. Bigger and badder than ever. I cried all morning. I called my dad and he suggested getting a second blessing from my grandpa. So I did.

Phew. Bad feelings instantly diminished. I was on my way to see my Best Friend and I realized they were completely gone.

So, I am so grateful for the power of priesthood and the healing and calming power it has. Both of my blessings this weekend were so powerful and had some very profound and meaningful things contained within them. I feel so loved and grateful and blessed.

Yay for Miracles! :)

Signing out.
Me.

what a week....

Yup. That's about how I feel right now.

I feel like I should kick back, put in a sappy chick-flick, and cry out all the remaining stress of the week.

PHEW! It's finally over. :)

This week has definitely been a weird one. I've felt sick all week, but haven't been sick at all. Mostly I just feel very stuffed up and un-emotional. Not that being emotional is necessarily a good thing, but I've emotional at all the wrong times and not emotional when I should have been.

I talked to my mom about this and wondered if it was serious. She said no, it was probably just PMS.

...tee hee... Oops. I guess that's true. Huh. Most likely. Most obvious. So of course I panicked and thought it something else. Go figure.

It really has been a good week. Nothing SUPER exciting happened, other than being with my Best Friend all the time (which is always amazing), but it was a way fun week otherwise.

And today I got to spend some quality time with my mom and sisters while Best Friend is in Logan/Idaho and the girls came out for Marinn's dance competition. She did great, by the way. I am so proud of her.

Well, it's 7:30, and because I've been 'PMS-y' all day, I have had absolutely no motivation to get any of my homework done. Crap. Now it's cram time. I'm going to index for a bit and then dig in. Hopefully I make a dent. I need to study for 3 tests I'm taking this week and make a sock puppet.

Gross. I hate puppets. Definitely not a favorite. But an assignment. :P Oh well.

Yup. Gotta love Saturday night plans. Oh yeah! Gotta fit a sunday school lesson in there somewhere... Oops...

Better get going!

Signing out.
Me.

P.S. These pictures are not from this week. I wish they were, but they are from summer of 2009. :)

Dinner & Dancing

Last night, my Best Friend took me to an Etiquette Dinner being put on by his ward.

It was an interesting experience, to say the least. :) It was good food, good fun, and lots of good rules taught.

It was taught by the Stake President's wife. She did awesome.

We danced a cha-cha with multiple partners - a really good time. And we danced a waltz with our dinner partner. WOW. Best Friend is really good.

I had a GREAT time. Seriously. It was so much fun.

Signing out.
Me.

P.S. Someday I will put up real pictures again. Haha. Maybe.

Stats

so.

I had a rough start to my morning. Being on hold for 30 minutes is NOT a good way to start the day. So I'm going to blog about it a little just to get it off my chest and feel better about life.

I have been enrolled in STAT 221 since last June. Crazy, right? Well, it's an online class. It went very well the first 1/3 of the class, but since I started school again, it's been a lot harder to find the time and motivation to do it. I know I know. Lame.

It makes it even harder that I was going to finish it over Christmas break (which I couldn't have done while in Disneyland, but that's not the point) and I got an email saying the entire system would be shut down over the break so they could change it and revamp and blah blah blah. So I got as much done as I could, requested an exam, and settled down to wait until I could access the class again.

I tried a couple days after it was supposed to be back up, and no matter what I tried, I could not get into the website. I was super angry and forgot about it. Until I got a lovely email saying the exam I'd requested in December had been sent back because I hadn't taken it and in order to reprint it, I'd have to pay $15.

Yeah. I was mad.

So I called them today, they said it was 'so weird' I hadn't gotten a confirmation email about the exam, but they can't do anything, so would I like to pay the $15? Well, I can't say no, can I? I mean, I have to finish the class. UGH. So I paid $15 to sit on hold for 30 min of the 45 min phone call. So frustrating. Grr.

I normally LOVE internet classes. Did them in high school and at Snow. I was motivated (mostly) and got them done and did well and just loved it. I am HATING stats and the whole experience. Holy cow.

Anyway. Done venting. Now I'm going to finish curling my hair and have a great day.

Yay!

Signing out.
Me.

FEBRUARY-lites

FEBRUARY:

 5. Snowboarding! Good experience. :)

7. First day of my preschool center. Went great. Awesome conversation in the middle of a room of people. Gotta love those.

8. Lunch w/ Aimee.

10. Watched 'Pirates of the Carribean' and made brownies! Yay!

11. Apron-Making Date Night. Oh man. Oh man.

13. Taught in Sunday School. About the calling of the 12 apostles.

14. Valentine's Day! Got flowers from Best Friend. YES!

15. Circo Aero. An incredibly amazing and random activity at the HFAC. Yup.

18. Super super super fun day. Got all dressed up and loved it. President's Day Weekend of Our Lives!

19. Ephraim. Family. Jen. Winona. Ding dong cake. Kendra. Pirate ship. Roy's. Seussical. Home in snow.

20. Taught in Sunday School. (Little ships) Happy birthday to me!

21. No school! Sledding w/ Best Friend's family. Best President's Day Weekend of Our Lives EVER!!!

23. Last day of preschool. :(

24. Men's Chorus Concert.

25. Surprise check! And surprise volunteer opportunity! (I'm going back to preschool!)

26. Lots of homework and cleaning. Not my favorite, but a good time anyway.

27. Great morning. Great scripture reading. Great journal writing. Great church. AWESOME time with Best Friend. Yup yup yup.