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This morning was great.

What do I do when I'm having

an awful afternoon?

I go to the Temple. 

Time to serve. 

Time to ponder. 

Time to reflect.

And then go get a Jamba Juice. 

Should I have spent $3.82 

on a Jamba Juice? 

Probably not. 

But I needed it. 

And it was great.

It's Just Another Manic Monday

6:45 I am awoken by our lovely fire alarm. The whole building lethargically wobbles outside in the cold.
6:50 The kind firemen turn of the alarm and I head back up to bed. (Thank Heavens we live RIGHT next to the fire station because that is the seventh fire alarm in the past four weeks.)
8: 45 My alarm rings and I push the snooze button. I lay in my bed for a few minutes and then get up.
8:50 I climb in and take a hot shower and then get ready. It felt like it should be a curly hair day. So I let my natural curls run wild!
9:10 I read an email from Michael while I finish getting ready.
9:30 I eat breakfast. Yogurt and granola. I make a sandwich and pack a few other things. Specifically crackers, granola bar, and fruit snacks.
10:13 I head down the stairs and to my bike and I ride to my first class.
10:30 ELED 3000. We talked about diversity and had story time. Yes, we all sat on the floor while Dr. D read us a picture book. (Goodness, I love my major.)
11:45 Class ends and I head off with Amy to the TSC so I could pay a $30 fee for a class I am taking in two years. Oh but wait....they don't take credit cards. Cash or check only.
11:55 I head to the ATM. Oh wait....it doesn't work. Ok, I guess will bring a check tomorrow.
12:00 Amy and I go to the bookstore and look around for a little bit. There are so many books I would like to read but by the time I get done reading all my textbook assignments, the last thing I want to do is read!
12:10 We head over to the Gunshed for our next class but on our way we run into Jordan, Shelly, and Jessica on the Quad. So...we stop and talk to them.
12:22 We all head to the Gunshed. (Yes, there is a building on campus called the Gunshed.)
12:23 My dear Jer calls me. And I talk to her for a moment before class.
12:30 FCHD 2600. Kaelin gives us this goo stuff. (It was play-dough last week.) We talked about child development theorists.
2:20 Class ends and Karissa and I practically run across campus to our next class. I ran into Mike and Cameron. What cool guys.
2:30 SPED 4000. Short lecture. In class assignment. Movie.
4:10 Got out of class five minutes early. Went to the bathroom and talked with some of my ECE friends.
4:30 PSY 3660. Lecture. We played with the goo that Kaelin gave us the WHOLE time.
6:05 Got out of that class 20 minutes early. Thank heavens!
6:10 Went and met Jessica's beautiful baby boy! He is adorable! I love babies. :)
6:15 Rode my bike home.
6:20 Went 20 minutes late to FHE. (Thank goodness there was like a half a pizza left when I got there.
7:00 Went home. Socialized with the neighbors a bit.
7:30 Worked on homework. Due by midnight!
9:00 Made some graham crackers with PB. One of my comfort foods.
9:15 Talked some more with my neighbors.
9:30 Finished my assignments.
10:30 Start this blog post.
10:45 Finish this blog post.
10:50 Get ready for bed.
10:05 Go to bed. CROSS YOUR FINGERS.

The New Love of My Life

Jer and I had craft night last night! It was so fun!
We stopped at the DI, Hobby Lobby, and Wal-mart for supplies.
I Mod Podged a mug, a vase, one frame, and a box that I keep letters in.
Jer Mod Podged too. Picture frames. And a mirror.
We listened to music the whole time.
We didn't even talk most of the night.
Therapeutic.
What is craft night without a sweet treat?
Cream cheese+oreos+almond bark=OREO TRUFFLES
We finished out the night by Starting to watch Mary Poppins.
We ended up going to bed about 20 minutes into the movie.
(We are finishing watching it this very moment)
What a great night.

The Simple Truths of Service.

Today in the place of one of my classes I went to a seminar. Two principals talked to us about expectations for teachers. One of those is customer service. They showed us this video:

I actually cried during this video. Right there in the Edith Bowen Auditorium. Johnny taught me a valuable lesson about how one person can make a difference. Then, I went to Religion in Life where the speaker talked about service a little bit. These two moments reminded of the simple truths of service. Everyone has trials in their lives. Everyone is having a hard time. Sometimes I forget that. I focus on the things I am dealing with in my life and forget that everyone else is fighting their own battles. I have a lot easier life compared to most of the world! I can definitely afford to help other people and give of myself. How can I put others' needs before my own and help to make their lives easier? I'm trying to figure that out. I will start by praying to my Heavenly Father for opportunities to serve. I will also work harder to not think about my problems and trials as much. I hope that someday I will be a woman that people look at and say "Wow, she has hard things in her life, but that doesn't stop her from doing good things for other people every chance she gets."

Cool Evening Air

This evening I walked home from class slowly. I sung primary songs to myself.

Natural Curls and Magic Sand

In practicum I played with some magic sand. WOAH! It blew my mind!

I went with Jerrica to her institute class. And yoga. 

I went to the Logan Temple. I know I say it way too much but....I love the temple.

I got a letter from a dear friend. Taylor Dolbin. Most importantly, he Listens. But also, he always knows what to say to me when I tell him what is going on in my life. And although he wrote it nine days ago, it helped me....today. 

I wrote a reader's theater. Yup, I'm cool.

I talked to my daddy. 

I printed off 27 copies of my reader's theater. My printer automatically prints double sided.

I ran out of goldfish. Time to make a trip back to Pepperidge Farm.

Still printing.

"Our promised blessings are beyond measure. Though the storm clouds may gather, though the rains may pour down upon us, our knowledge of the gospel and our love of our Heavenly Father and of our Savior will comfort and sustain us and bring joy to our hearts as we walk uprightly and keep the commandments."

~President Thomas S. Monson

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Drops of the Rainbow

I don't especially like dance parties but I went to the paint dance last year and decided to go again this year....tonight. It was fun. I got paint all over me. I thought you might like to see some pictures.

I'm pretty good with the timer on my camera, just sayin.

We're cute :)

Love this.

Muddy Feet

The Brice is Right!

It took quite the skill to take this picture!

Shifting eyeballs.

Right after Josh showered....lame.

Jer.

How come I can't get my hair to look like that when I try?

Their personalities exactly.

Those are my white shoes! Oh, wait.....

Hey, that's me.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed those lovely pictures. 

Dances make me realize how blessed I am to have the standards that I do.

Oh, and I love my friends :)

Tears. noun: a drop of the saline, watery fluid continually secreted by the lacrimal glands between the surface of the eye and the eyelid, serving to moisten and lubricate these parts and keep them clear of foreign particles or flowing from the eye as the result of emotion.

Is this a new thing? I think I cry or tear up at least once a day. Where did all this emotionalness come from?

family history consultant

Family history I am doing it,

My family history.

And the love I feel when I'm doing it,

Is very sweet to me.

I learn stories of my progenitors;

I write their history.

I keep records of my loved ones,

On my own family tree.

A Cave?

Last night I slept.... in a Cave.

Jer, Kevin, Cameron, Mike.

Hiked all our stuff up there.

Tinfoil dinners.

Forgot forks.

Ate with a Subway reward's card.

S'mores with Reese's. So good.

Almost smoked ourselves out of the cave.

NO bathrooms. Or toilet paper.

It rained. All night.

Tons of pictures.

Kevin's train blanket.

Mike's broken sleeping bag.

"NO!"

"I Won't Say I'm In Love"

Sore back.

Crazy hair.

Doughnuts for breakfast.

Everything smells like campfire.

So tired.

Amazing friends.

SO FUN.

p.s. i'm going on a date tonight.

A Haven

I went today.

Again.

Half spontaneous.

I love the Temple.

I'll go inside someday.

Sandy and Back

Today Jer and I went on an adventure. After both of us were done with classes we got in the car and headed down to good ol' Sandy. Why? Because we are planning a camping trip for this weekend and those of you who know my dad know that he has 5 of anything that you could ever need when you go camping. So, we needed to get some sleeping bags, flashlights, a tent, etc. 

We got down to Sandy and before we went to my house we stopped by my dear Bethany's house. She wasn't there but I needed to drop something off for her. And I got to briefly talk to her wonderful mom and siblings. 

So then we went to my house and said 'hi' to my family. Awe, I miss them so much. My grandparents stopped by unexpectedly. It was so nice to see them. They make me laugh.

Then Jer and I changed and headed up to the Draper Temple to do baptisms for the dead. Can you say incredible. I love the Temple. I love being in the Temple. I love the spirit in the Temple. I love serving in the Temple. I love the Temple. 

When we got back to my house we had dinner with my mom and sister. Delicious lasagna made by our amazing neighbors. Then we packed up my car with camping stuff and other stuff I wanted in Logan. I spent some time snuggling with my dad and talking to my mom. 

Then.....we were off. Back to Logan. We listened to EFY music most of the ride up.

I love adventures. 

And my family. 

And Jerrica. 

And EFY music.

And my grandparents. 

And the Temple. 

And preschool.

And missionary letters/emails. 

And lasagna.

I always think of a title after I write the post.

Why am I still awake? Oh gosh, I should be asleep.

There are so many things on my mind. So many things on my plate. It is hard to keep track of everything I need to do and worry about. I think I might worry too much. But then again, when there is so much pain, is there such thing as too much worrying?

One of my professors said something today. She said "The moment you walk through that door, you put your backpack down and leave all your troubles and stresses at the door. When you are at school, the only thing that matters is the students. Then, when you pick up that backpack at the end of the day, you will find that it is lighter."

I can't wait to make teaching my passion. I can't wait to make a difference in the lives of my students.

It reminds me of the Gospel. If I bring my backpack of stresses to the Lord, he will make it lighter. Christ went through the Atonement. He knows what I am going through and he can help to make my burdens light. He loves me and wants me to be happy.

I also think this applies to service. I like to think that as a teacher I will serve those children with all my might, mind, and strength. When you serve, you forget all of your trials and you focus on the people you are serving. Serving those individuals usually puts your own problems into perspective and they are easier to handle.

Thanks Kaelin.

Anyway, Time for bed.

Rejoicing and Gratitude

"The Lord compensates the faithful for every loss. That which is taken away from those who love the Lord will be added unto them in His own way. While it may not come at the time we desire, the faithful will know that every tear today will eventually be returned a hundredfold with tears of rejoicing and gratitude."

Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin

New Obsession.

Yard Sales.

Our loot.

Oh yeah, I also love the DI.

What a great morning I had with JER!

My Day

Slept in.

Got ready.

Good hair day. :)

ELED 3000

Religion In Life.

Letters.

One good.

The other put me in a mood.

Quesadilla.

Reading.

Volunteered. 

Aggie CARE Celebration of Children and Families. 

Little kids. 

Art project. 

Dyed hands. 

And people wonder why I want to be a teacher....

Kevin's house. 

Spaghetti. 

Corn. 

Salad. 

Cantelope. 

Kinect. 

Found our I'm amazing at the javelin. 

Bowled a 244. 

No big deal. 

Oreo Truffles.

 To die for.

Even Stevens Movie. 

Kevin. 

Mike. 

Cameron. 

And of course. 

Jer.

Question game.

Home.

Boys next door.

The End.

I bet she makes really good zucchini bread.

Sometimes I say things before thinking about what I'm going to say. I need to work on that. I need to think about whether or not what I'm going to say will hurt someone's feelings. Or if what I say will affect their thinking in a negative way. I don't always think. Too much sarcasm. Too much teasing.

A goal not written down is only a wish. So here is my goal. I will try my hardest to think about what I'm going to say, before I say it. If what I want to say might make someone upset, I won't say it.

On a different note. I want to tell you about two different things that happened to me in the past couple days.

One. 

On Wednesday I went to my night institute class. It was amazing. Truly. After class I headed over to my bike to pedal myself home. I looked at my phone and I had a missed call. Cortney Kochevar. One of my favorite Young Women's leaders. More than that. A true friend. So, I called her back. We talked. She just wanted to see how I was doing. I don't think she knew how much that really meant to me.

Two.
After class today I went home and pulled out my computer. I went on to Facebook. I had a message. I'm not going to tell you everything she said but the message included these words: leading, beautiful, light, impressed, inside and out. She also doesn't realize how much that Facebook message meant to me.

"God does notice us, and he watches over us. But it is usually through another person that he meets our needs."
Spencer W. Kimball

Isn't that pretty?

That is all.

Teal, Coral, and Grey

This weekend was splendid!

Friday I went to the first RIL of the year. Fantastic, applicable, and right.
That night I went to the institute BBQ/Dance/movie/karaoke activity with Jer, Dallin, Tim, Kevin, and Aaron. It was so fun! We met a guy named Eric.
We all made brownies and watched August Rush. I.LOVE.THAT.MOVIE.

Saturday I went swimming (don't tell but it was the first time in 4 months!) Awe it felt so good.
We (meaning Jerrica and I) wasted a whole bunch of time in the afternoon.
That night we went up in the canyon with Kevin, Brandon, and Mike (We also met them this weekend....well, except we already knew Kevin) We roasted s'mores and starbursts.
Then we went to their apartment and watched a movie.

Sunday I got to sleep in. Lovely.
(Please refer to previous post to see what happened on Sunday.)

Now today.
Labor day.
Jer and I went to Pepperidge farm to buy cookies. We got there too early and when they opened. There were no cookies. Fail.
Then we wanted to stop at an antique store. Closed. Fail.
So then we tried a thrift store. Closed. Fail again.
THEN we tried going to the DI. CLOSED. FAIL.
So we went to Wal-Mart. Open. Bought some milk.
We went home and actually worked on homework for a few hours.
Then we did something else (a lot more fun) for a few hours.
Then we ate delicious pasta al forno made by Dallin. Absolutely delicious.
We did our chores.
Then we headed over to Merrill Hall to a Crepe party with Dallin, Ricky, Jer, and Eric.
Oh, and I saw Logan Williams there.
Now, I think I might go to bed.
Sweet dreams.

A Day of Rest

Things I love to do on Sundays:
Go to church
Read the latest conference Ensign
Blog
Look at other people's blogs
Color with Jerrica
Visit with friends and great neighbors
Read the scriptures
Write to my wonderful missionaries
Go on walks
Call and talk to my family
Go to Ward Prayer

Can I just tell you that I absolutely LOVE Sundays?

All About Your Heart

I dont mind your odd behavior
Its the very thing I love

If you were an ice cream flavor

You would be my favorite one

My imagination sees you
Like a painting by Van Gogh

Starry nights and bright sunflowers

follow you where you may go

Oh,I´ve loved you from the start
In every single way

And more each passing day

You are brighter than the stars

Believe me when I say

Its not about your scars

Its all about your heart

You´re a butterfly held captive
Small and safe in your cocoon

Go on you can take your time

Time is said to heal the wounds

Oh, I've loved you from the start
In every single way

And more each passing day

You are brighter than the stars

Believe me when I say

Its not about your scars

Its all about your heart

Like a lock without a key
Like a mystery without a clue

There is no me if I cannot have you

Oh, I've loved you from the start
In every single way

And more each passing day

You are brighter than the stars

Believe me when I say

Its not about your scars

Its all about your heart

--Mindy Gledhill

Good Hair Day

What do you do when you're upset? 
Call your mom.
She always knows what to say.


So I've been thinking....(not always a good thing.)

I was thinking that I really want to have one of those experiences where I am sitting in a class and a guy comes up and sits next to me, just because he thinks I’m pretty (it doesn’t necessarily have to be a class, it could be the bus or church or anywhere). Then he starts talking to me and he asks for my number, just because he is impressed with my personality. Then maybe he calls me or the next time we talk he asks me on a date, just because he wants to get to know me better. I want that to happen.


Isn't it fun to dream?