...because you had pink cheecks

It's Official

2012-02-08T19:48:00.000-07:00

after a year and a half on blogger support... i have decided to pull the plug on this blog and let it rest in peace.
Good News!
rosiecard.blogspot.com

HAPPY DAY OF BIRTH JENTRY!

2010-08-13T08:00:00.046-06:00

You taught me the art of comics and so naturally you get a comic of all comics!

I love you even though you force me to listen to reagay

yes, I am sure I spelt that wrong but that shows how much I hate it because I wouldn't ever care to google it to find the right spelling.

Actually, I did google it and I still couldn't figure out how to spell that stupid thing.

you let me be your wing man on fun dates

you are my confidence coach

you love a good adventure

you trained me for the Great Race

you love the spin park as much as me

you listen to cool kid music

you have been one of the hardest workers this summer.

Hentry, I love you and miss you dearly. You da bayest! Thanks for being a k.i.d. and jumping on beds.

Happy day of BIRTH!

I cant stop miss you.

p.s. no, I am not being rebellious, just super prepared ahead of time.

Missing You Dearly

2010-07-06T08:31:00.002-06:00

Well kids, it's that time! What feels like a couple of hours ago my mission countdown on my phone said Mesa D-80
Now it says
Mesa D-1
Weird. I am not sure exactly how I got here but I am sure glad I did.
I am still not sure if I will have one of my sisters post letters or not... details.

BUT

If you feel the desire to keep in touch through July:
Sister Rosemary Card
Arizona Mesa Mission
Provo Missionary Training Center
2005 N 900 E
Provo, UT 84604

And if at any point after July you want to make sure I haven't turned into a puddle on the sidewalk:
Sister Rosemary Card
Arizona Mesa Mission
6265 N 82nd St
Scottsdale, AZ 85250

L-O-V-E LOVE You!
See ya in 2012!
-yours

A picture over load for Liz Pug

2010-07-04T00:52:00.000-06:00

We enter the MTC on the same day. Presh.

the rockiest day on the lake in history, but I have never laughed so hard while being so wet and feeling like I needed to tro-up.

STADIUM OF FIRE

Day 1 of the best holiday in all the land

MARGRET!

2010-07-02T17:21:00.000-06:00

So remember ages ago when I posted about my d-u-m-b english teacher who made me buy a d-u-m-b book for lots of money and then I never used it? Well I have been trying to get some money for it on Amazon.com or at a textbook store. No bones. So finally, two days ago I chucked it. And then I just got an email today from Amazon saying it had sold. MARGRET!

On the brighter side I went to Brooke and Jake Cook's wedding today... here are some happy pictures from the temple. More to come later.

palease notice SJ freckle on her lip. adore

its official

2010-06-28T22:45:00.000-06:00

i suck at this blog.
i am trying to get used to not having it... among other things.
sorry charlie.
p.s. what do i do with this come July 7th?

it's ok! I am still 20

2010-06-24T00:02:00.000-06:00

I have eight minutes of being 20 left so I bet post fast!

Quick story about the may last super dumb thing I did in my 20th year.

My mom has been working on the birthday/farewell party for ages. Seriously.

This morning I was trying to do my very best to be helpful so I was put in charge of making the Cafe Rio dressing. I was down to the very last ingredient and I thought "wow! I am so proud of myself. Usually by this point I have made some stupid mistake and totally screwed something up!"

The last thing in on the list was 5 cups of limes juice. So here I am juicin' limes for what feels like hours and my hands are turning raw. Are you aware what a small amount of juice comes from one lime? If not, just know it is very small.

So my mom walks through the room and I tell her that I am not sure if the giant bag of limes was going to be enough to make 5 cups. I had just poured in two cups and almost had another 2 ready to be added. She said we might need to go to the store and then walked out. The next thing I know my mom is briskly walking back in the room with that worried mom look and asks to see the recipe.

Basically, I am a fool.

It didn't call for 5 cups of lime juice.... just the juice of five limes!

Mind you I had done about 30 by this point!

Luckily I made my mom laugh before she could get mad enough to pour lime juice in my eyes (which would have been fine now that we have cups of it on hand).

D-u-m-b! d-u-m-b! dumb! dumb! dumb!

Luckily, the dressing is just a little thin and has some extra kick to it. All is well. After all, 20 year olds are expected to dumb stuff right?

when....

2010-06-22T16:16:00.001-06:00

I'm not going to say "when I get back" BUT when I get back...

I am buying myself one of these whether my bank account likes it or not.

AND when I say "one of these" I dont mean a car in general.

I mean that b-e-utiful hunk of love.

Seriously though, I am in love!

My sister likes me

2010-06-21T12:50:00.001-06:00

This is my lovely big sister Sarah.

She writes really nice posts about me.

I love her.

She taught me every single thing I know.

life in the fast lane with Mike Card

2010-06-20T12:33:00.000-06:00

Dad : Mike Joseph Card

bad kid. gave an old woman a heart attack. sent burning tires down the freeway. put a turkey neck in my bed and dirty dishes in hailey's. puts his dirty socks in lizzie's pillow case. works harder than ya'll. drove a vegas cab. paints stuff. good lookin' stuff that is. picked up an old drunk lady on the side of the road and then she peed in our car. taught us all how to correctly sing song " abcdEFG! ".Sting. never forced us to be sports kids. knows how to curl hair. still misses Dale. secretly loves Archie as much as I do. Daddy-o. I just called to say I love you. The Eagles. Walks. Has worn the same jeans for as long as I can remember. worn spot in all his pants from his wallet. Dog-erty. Mirror. Patient.

Me: Hi, Dad! How is life?
Dad: Well Rose, today I got up, used the bathroom, and put on my pants all by myself so I guess life if pretty good!

Thoughts are things.

Today's Sacrament Meeting Highlights:
primary child a: I love my dad because he rocks.
primary child b: I love my dad because he takes me camping.
primary child c: I love my dad because he slaps me in the face.

priceless. Happy Father's Day!

the first of many beach posts

2010-06-13T21:16:00.000-06:00

i am here visiting them

more to come...

so many cheesy 1-2-3 jump pictures that you may tro- up

just in case

2010-06-11T21:11:00.001-06:00

you have yet to laugh today

I'm in California for a week... hence posts will be few and far between, but worth it to be sure.

I will tell the ocean you say hi!

Can we say farewell to the whole farewell?

2010-06-10T11:43:00.001-06:00

Yesterday I realized that I am going to have to give a "farewell" talk. woof.
No one really expects much from the 19 year old boys.

"Yeah, Yeah, come back in two years when your frontal lobe is fully connected and then maybe we will listen to you."

But 21 year old girls... well their brain is mostly fully developed and they have been to a couple of years of college. My sister Hailey's farewell was stunning. She had just graduated from the Y and is amazingly well read. I on the other hand... the pressure is on.

uhg. i am scerd!

Peace Out Provo

2010-06-08T17:50:00.000-06:00

Today I move out of my cute little apartment for one.
I am going to miss
my cheap little mugs that are stained pink around the rim from my lip gloss.
Thinking on my counter top.
being scared of my neighbors
being able to relate a Hannah Montana song to the gospel
BYU Benefits
The Girls
the boys
A3
my walks to the temple
PROVO TEMPLE
making fun of couples
late night chats on my steps
The Sun SHINE couch
copying people's wack dance moves at parties which leads to making friends with real gems
the lib square pool ( NOT lib square)
ward crushes
living so near to fellow major leaguer

O Provo

2010-06-07T16:32:00.000-06:00

Ok, but I am not sure what four letter word could be properly used in that sentence...

and is anyone at all surprised that Jeff. 14 is single?

I get such a kick from the clever things people name their itunes library when they are in a public place. It's kinda like when everyone got email for the first time and it was a competition to see who could come up with the funniest and most slightly scandalous email address in school.

Liberty Square seems to be home quite the characters.

Mother Told Me by Elder Bradley D. Foster

2010-06-06T12:49:00.002-06:00

"a distraction doesn't have to be evil to be effective--sometimes it can just be shade."

Well, crap.

O that looks fun! false.

2010-06-04T08:26:00.001-06:00

While on a recent juice run, we decided to get some ice cream to eat on the dugout. I got so excited to see a new brand with a cute pup on it! False. It is dog ~~food~~ ice cream. Really? Really.

A. Do dogs really need ice cream?
B. On a scale from one to ten how smart is it to be selling dog food right next to human food?
3. You bet your bottom dollar I am buying this for Archie as soon as I move home.

p.s. how do you feel about the fact that this blog has turned into the aventures of Kelli and Rosie? I love it too.

2 Girls and a Bee

2010-06-03T19:23:00.000-06:00

Kelli and I went on the most perfect of all hikes today. It was magical... all except a bee decided to join in the fun. I realized how much I am going to miss this place and long talks.

Why, I'd never!

2010-06-02T21:05:00.001-06:00

I have friends that are married.
Weird, right?
Well I have heard a few things said that I vow my prince and I will never say! The list is growing but I will just share two.

His: Referring to me as his "shorty" *
Hers: Starting a sentence with "My husband won't let me..."

Kelli and I love being single so much that we get a high when we see marrieds. We also love texting and FB chatting at the same time.

In due time. In due time.

* found on an old ward boy's FB "Being in love rocks - I would highly suggest it for all those out there who are unsure if they wanna do it. It's ESPECIALLY awesome when you're in love with someone who's really, really, REALLY hott like my shorty!!!" woof. Feel free to want to do serious physical damage to him

The Tocks A Tick'n

2010-06-02T08:39:00.000-06:00

In 35 days... I repeat 35 days I report at the MTC! woof

That is so berry soon!

More than ever I am going to have a grand ole time. This is my last weekend in this little town they call Provo and let me tell you, it is going to be a ball!

The events and play-dates are scheduled.

No room for bitter buffs here. Feel free to join the show at any time.

I can't wait for lunch and a play-date today with a very much missed A3.

Shhh...

Don't tell him I have our day planned out even down to the couple minute stroll though the MOA,

I think he would no show if he knew!

post script

I am in no way liking this goodbye thing.

I like my job too much.

Well, Kelli needs to be in the driver's seat...

2010-06-01T09:48:00.001-06:00

     After a great day of pool, pizookie, and puppy and after Kelli informed me that my apartment smells like a morgue (due to the flood) we walked over to Boy Scout's house. Remember him? He is the one that I made a complete fool of myself in front of by sending him a text meant for Kells right after he asked me out. He is great but he is in Europe for three weeks so we decided to pay the roommates a visit.
     Now I will have you know that after the first time I met these boys I just loved 'em. As soon as we got to their house we joined what they call "the home-teaching train." Basically they take a giant boom-box and plates of cookies to the girls in their ward and dance the entire time. Naturally, Kelli and I joined them.We spent the entire night watching these gems dance in their living room and basically just entertaining us.
     At one point it slipped that Kelli and I are major Celine fans while driving her car and have actions to several songs. One roommate instantly stood up, turned on his ipod to a Celine playlist, and arranged two chair in the middle of the room so Kelli and I could take our seats in the "car." We then proceeded to spend the entire night singing with the boys to Celine Dion at the top of our lungs till some married man had to come and crash our party. We especially enjoyed watching one roommate that happens to be the little brother of a celebrity who is famous for doing a certain dance in a certain movie and it is completely obvious that such talent runs in the family.
     Don't you love it when you find the most perfect, most hilarious, most good at stuff apartment of boys one week before you leave? Ya, me too.

How to Londy It!

2010-05-29T13:14:00.001-06:00

For those of you who want to be as cool as the bazillions of girls that go to London on study abroad, I want you to all know exactly what you are getting yourself into. It is actually heaps of work!

Here is just a small dose of all of your responsibilities as a Londoner.

a. upload just over 30,000 pictures of you are your fellow Londoners in rain boots and trenches
b. out of the 150 FB albums at least one of them must have the word "Londy" or "London Town" in the title
c. visit Harry Potter-esk places and take pictures in thick rimmed glasses
d. eat fancy little cakes on white cake stands (and take pictures to prove that you did it, ob-v)
e. take "1-2-3-JUMP!" pictures in fancy-pants parks
g. wear a navy blue blazer with some sort of crest on it on a regular basis
h. make people like me so incredibly jello of your life that they have to block you from their facebook news feed
j. your FB status must always include some magical place that you are going to visit. i.e. Big Ben here we come!

Told ya, it is a really tough job.

Please Forgive

2010-05-27T10:12:00.001-06:00

Dear Blog World,
Sorry I have been such a lame sauce blogger these days. Now that I am out of school, I suddenly have less time (or need) to blog AND most importantly, my exposure to people doing blog worthy things has taken a serious nose dive. And for my last excuse... once this happens I just have a hard time getting on my computer at all.

I think this is just about the worst thing about the end of the month... and when the little bar that tells me how many text messages I have used is completely red and starts counting in bold how many text messages I have gone over.

So for today I leave you with a video of what my plans include for this weekend.

-Yours

Have you ever?

2010-05-25T09:06:00.000-06:00

-sat on your bedroom floor just to think
-painted you nails on your kitchen counter while you watch two plumber cracks tear out your soggy wet dog smelling carpet
-taken a red Popsicle to someone to say thanks
-gone out with a complete gentleman (this one is such a treat)
-had your apartment flood moments after you thought to yourself "now my apt is all clean and smells delish!"
-analyzed everything (word, thought, action)with your best friend
-not been excited for the weekend

-just wished you could spend one more (or 100 more) afternoon eating gelato here

-or here.

Up On The Countertops

2010-05-24T13:39:00.001-06:00

I have a new love... it is waist high, light brown, and has a crack running down the side, and is my countertop.
I just cant get enough of my countertop
I think my couch, floor, bed, and table are starting to be bitter buffalos
I watch movies on my countertop
I eat healthy on my countertop
I read on my countertop
I watch episode after episode of Top Gear on my countertop
I blog on my countertop
I play with my guitar on my countertop
I stalk on my countertop
I look out the window on my countertop
I eat red popsicles that make my lips the perfect shade of pink for hours
Call me crazy but sometimes there is nothing better than sitting Indian style on a countertop
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.
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esp when your apartment is flooding

just a little something to warm your heart on this wintry May morning

2010-05-24T08:29:00.000-06:00

When I was younger all I wanted was to take "farmer lessons." My mom told me that I would have to pick something like dance or soccer because there was no such thing. I knew this was a filthy lie because how else would farmers learn to be farmers?! Duh Mom, I'm not that dull. Sadly, as much as I protested I ended up in a leotard and leather ballet slippers rather than overalls and kickers. I had to settle with having multiple birthday parties and Wheeler Farm.

Bet cha didn't know....

2010-05-21T09:32:00.002-06:00

That I am a total wizard on paint!

Today

2010-05-21T09:22:00.001-06:00

Today I miss them and can't wait to sing to Owl City with them on the beach.

p.s. If you are a true Owl City fan you will understand the bird and worm shirts I made them when they abandoned me.

Love everything about them.

Today I want to eat my boss's birthday cake.

I freaking love the people I work with.

Best. Job. Ever.

Yesterday I posted the dumbest sign ever created.

Today I post DA BAYEST sign ever know to man.

This is what you find when you knock on a strangers door and ask for a drink of water because you have been dancing the night away in the courtyard.

I like this place.

Stupid Sign

2010-05-20T08:36:00.000-06:00

Seriously?

Live like you are dying... or going on a mission

2010-05-19T08:49:00.006-06:00

While driving around, Kelli made a very wise observation. Due to the fact that I leave in 49 days I can and should do basically whatever I want.

"It's like you're dying!"

Now is the time for some small experiments, social tests if you will. After all, it they fail miserably I probably will never have to face the people involved again. This will neat. I am all of a sudden feeling very brave. (Cue Fearless by T-Swift)

So here is a partial list of things to do and experiments to test:
Go to that fancy pizza place (with Kells and Jentry ob-v)

Not care a.k.a. go on dates and not have major butterflies

Take a friend to Secret Lake and The Waterfall

Be drop-dead bold
Chat it up with strangers at the pool

I am going to do the things that I sometimes think "I wish I could just __________!"

NEW MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT: CHECK

2010-05-16T18:04:00.001-06:00

My most embarrassing moment in high school:
I had a huge crush on my dear friend Sam Skanchy and one morning I woke up so sick. That same morning I was supposed to go boating with Sam and his family. There was no way I was missing that! So I went and I did a pretty good job holding myself together on the drive there till the moment that we go to the dock. I could feel it coming and I tried to open the car door as fast as I could but I couldn't get the lock. I ended up throwing up all over myself and the car and pretty much having the worst day of my little life.

My most embarrassing moment at Dixie:
It was my first day of college and I was super nervi. I was in the administration building waiting in a packed room to get my i.d. Once I got it, I headed for the double doors. Now these big glass doors had black frames and as I pushed one I expected to walk right through the open side. false. These doors had a bar running right down the middle between the two doors. I ran smack into the bar and made the most pitiful horrid face/noice/body movement as I felt I was all of a sudden getting attacked by something that was not there moments earlier. As if that wasn't bad enough, I had to go back in because I had left my i.d. card.

NEW most embarrassing moment at BYU:
So today I got a phone call from Boy Scout Brent. We talked. He didn't quite get my sarcasm. He ask me out. I said yes. Now the good part. I then sent the following text message to Kelli: "Date with Boy Scout Brent: Check." And then I receive this text message.... from Boy Scout Brent: "Boy Scout Brent? :)"

I hate myself.

Yes, I accidentally sent the message meant for Kelli to BSB! You can't come back from that. I dropped the phone, screamed, and ran into my room (as if being further away from my phone would make the massive black whole in my stomach go away.) I tried calling Kelli but then hung up because I decided that I needed to text BSB back fast in order to do the maximum possible damage control (which turned out to be very minimal). I said "ha ha yep. That's your new name." He still hasn't responded.

I still can't decided what to do if he brings it up. Either I pretend that I totally meant to send that text to him and let him think I am a total weird OR I come clean and explain that my friends and I give boys nicknames because it is easier for us to keep track of who is who in one another's stories and that I am mortified! HELP! What do I do?

Either way, Wednesday around eight is going to possibly one of the most awkward moments in my life.
I cant wait.

2 reasons why my mom is G

2010-05-14T11:38:00.000-06:00

1. if you type " i da " in google her website is the first one to pop up
B. if you type " liesa " in google her name (liesa card) is the first one to pop up

leg it

I double dog dare you to try it

Kelli & Jentry & Rosie's DAY OF FUN!

2010-05-14T10:06:00.003-06:00

     I was going to post about how I need to learn at some point that not every T.D.H.R.M. has P.P.* and I maybe might may despise the Red Sox just that much more. But that’s a different story. I do have a great story for you and you are going to like the ending, scouts honor.
     Kells and Jen both have new leg-it bikes that are super light and make you a super speed racer. So when we went on a nice spring cruise I made them promise to not leave me (on Kelli's little brother's massive mountain bike) in the dust. The ride was long and hilly, but it was beyond funny. Those suckers had to clip in and out of their fancy pedals left and right and there may or may not have been a few near death experiences. They did however break the promise on the last end of the journey and raced each other home. I, on the other hand, was left pedaling at a near glacial speed with a little old woman cheering “Pedal! Pedal! You can do it!”
     After the ride, I shared a delish meal with the Young family courteously of Kathy (if you aren't friends with Kath on FB then you prob will be soon. She it takin that thing over) Then, KellsBells and I headed off to a bonbon up Provo Canyon. We got super lost and I am pretty sure we were in skin walker territory but after making friends off the freeway we found the most hidden fire. At first, it was awkward city because our connection (Whitney) to the people throwing the bonfire wasn't there yet. So we were "the girls that probably saw this on facebook" until Whit and her entourage finally decided to grace us with her presence.
      This particular fire was medium rare and extra smoky till Kells and I made friends with a T.D.H. who told us that he would give us $100 if we could guess his undergrad (he is getting his MBA in business. yezzer.) We each got three guesses and some of the highlights included: Spanish, Computers, Nerd Stuff, Sculpture, and Elephant Training. Well, it’s not Elephant Training but it is just about as good… waiting for it… BOY SCOUTS! I am 100% drop dead serious on this one! I MUST go on a date with him solely so I can say I went on a date with a kid who majored in how to be a professional Boy Scout! After all, I have used the scouts honor on a cop and after the date I can legitimately say “Peace out, boy scout!”

*Tall Dark Handsome Returned Missionary has Prince Potential

# 201

2010-05-13T08:38:00.001-06:00

How did I get the name Pudge? It really is a great story.

It starts like this...

I was a fat baby.

And thats how it ends too.

Fun Facts:

Vending machines kill more people each year than sharks.

I am a rule follower.
The word "nerd" was first coined by Dr. Seuss in "If I Ran the Zoo."

Roaches can live days without their heads.

TV sets kill more people than gators.
The elephant is the only animal with 4 knees.

It is a sin to play Celine Dion on low volume.

I enter the MTC in 55 days.
Cats can hear ultrasound.

Today might be Kelli & Jentry & Rosie's Day of Fun.

The king of hearts is the only king without a moustache.

Dueling is legal in Paraguay as long as both parties are registered blood donors.
The United States has never lost a war in which mules were used.

Lil Pup Hero

2010-05-12T10:36:00.002-06:00

hello, 16 year old Rosie, its been a bit

2010-05-11T08:46:00.000-06:00

     Last night, Whitney and I were sitting in her creeper window enjoying our 5 dollar Nicolitalia's pizza when we noticed two boys in our ward asking two girls out to dinner and then getting rejected. We waved so they came up and decided to see if they had a better chance with the sloppy seconds. We politely declined and explained that we were satisfied with our pizza.
     Then they up and stole the pizza. I took off after them as fast as I could. I was doing pretty well but I was fading fast so as we came up on a large group of boys I yelled that if they stopped that boy I would give them pizza. . . . They all stood still! I lost the kid with the pizza so I head back in the direction of the boys and told them that they were all worthless and maybe next time they should act more prince-like when there is a damsel in distress.
    I met Whitney in the parking lot and we tried to commandeer homeboy's car but he just ended up shirtless in the parking lot so we took off to their apartment. Once we got inside I grabbed the nearest backpack (which a roommate confirmed was one of theirs) and filled it with every sweet thing in their pantry. We hid in another boy's apartment and when we were brave enough to come out we saw them loading Whitney's TV in their apartment.
     Once again I took off after them and somehow a bucket of water was dumped on me. How is still not exactly clear. However, it was the last straw. I then booked it back across Lib Square and ended up in some stranger's apartment. I told him I needed a place to hide some stuff.... he just opened his door and looked at me like I was crazy. I emptied the backpack of everything except two water bottles. I popped off the tops and headed back to the parking lot where I found Whitney holding their car hostage and the two boys.

They looked at me.
I held up the backpack.
Then the two open water bottles.
Then I emptied the water bottles into the backpack which added some nice weight.
Homeboy said "that’s fine. I don’t even care."
Well since he didn't care... I swung the backpack oven the fence and by a complete tender mercy it made it into the pool.

Did I over react?
Prob.
Do I regret it?
Nope.
They started it! I just finished it.
     After he fished out his backpack, I learned that I still had the upper hand on them. One of the things I emptied out the backpack was a $150 gift certificate. They then were forced to return the TV and our cell phones. Homeboy asked me if I was into prank wars and I told him I wasn't interested. Then he asked us out to dinner. Once again, not interested.

Moral of the story: Don't steal pizza from a hungry skinny girl.

friday night party lights

2010-05-10T09:50:00.000-06:00

This Saturday eve was grand.

Whitney, Kierea, Audrey, Kate and I first stopped by a party that I found on Fb. I joined some group that was all about parties in Provo this spring and this was their first event. By the looks of the hosts' Fb pages they were supsdups hipsters but I thought it still could have potential. We arrived at the house to find a fun little set up of Christmas lights and a stage. There was a good size crowd but the music was bust! All I can say to explain it is a. two white boys rapping 2. "put your name on it" over and over and over and over.

Needles to say, it wasn't our scene so we bounced before the ray ban wears got a little too crazy.

Next stop: bon fire on the lake. I must admit that Dixie turned me into quite the bonfire snob. If the fire doesn't have at least 50 pallets, some piece of large furniture a.k.a. a couch to burn, multiple Sobi bombs, and the possibility of off-roading then I am not interested. But I gave this bonfire on the lake a chance because frankly, I didn't have any other option.

glimpse of the event

Baby fire but some lookers. A good ole' fashion freak fest that was the perfect amount of freak for us Zoobs around the edges. Being blinded by the handheld disco light. Almost hitting a cow. Mimicking Phaya's sweet dance move over and over and over. Not understanding how Phaya was constantly removing layers of clothing yet remaining clothed. Treating Phaya like a normal person and having him take our picture. Laughing at Phaya because he thinks he is a celeb because of the Miley Cyrus Virus. Teaching Auj how to do walk-bys to measure if a boy if tall enough for her.

highlights of the night's convos

Me: Where is the turn?
Person with a flashlight: Right here
Me: O thanks sir!
Person: Did you just call me a sir?

Cute short stack in a motocross shirt: Are they about to play Thriller?
Me: I hope so!
Short stack: Wait! Are you Miss Lehi?
Me: . . .

Audrey: O girls, you keep me young!
nuff said.

The Sport of Zoobies

2010-05-07T09:22:00.002-06:00

If you know me at ALL, you know that I am pretty knowledgeable about all sports. I was always picked first in gym class and I constantly have homeboys coming up to me and asking me to join their intramural team. I just radiate athletic ability. Even with my extreme unique talent there is one sport that I have never been able to grasp… Frisbee.
Apparently everyone at BYU is head over heels for this sport. It must have been a freshman class that I didn’t get invited to take because I transferred as a sophomore. Seriously though, on every open patch of grass there are people tossing a disk back and forth.

Don’t get me wrong, I sure Frisbee may be a valid sport but mostly I just hate it because I am simply horrid at it.

Post Script: Even Archie knows frisbee is for the weak and refuses to take part in it

a mess of a post

2010-05-06T10:22:00.001-06:00

The LDS Bakery.

DANGER

Liz goes for the cheese and can't open her eyes in pictures

We were the fastest... even without a loafer

If you are cool, you best head to this and buy some of my sisters pieces of art

AND

this week Carlie and Kelli turned 21!

HAPPY DAY OF BIRTH!

Quote of the Day:

a grandma: hi, my name is Dee as in doornob... which is better then dinglehob and dick if you think about it.

I CANT WAIT TO BE A GRANDMA AND SAY WHATEVER I WANT AND WEAR MATCHING SWEAT PANTS AND SWEATERS 24/7

it's a good thing i am not getting married soon

2010-05-06T08:54:00.000-06:00

prince... you prob should stay in hinding till i figure out how to not burn things... for the children's sake

Leg-IT!

2010-05-05T11:43:00.000-06:00

Seriously, you are going to ~~think~~ know I am such a nerd. I have a new internet love.

My church has an entire section of their site dedicated to youth and my favorite part is the video section. The videos are stories about every day LDS kids doing big deal things. Check it out! Very share-able.

And yes, I became aware on Sunday that I am no longer a youth... I bore my testimony and then a couple of minutes later my about 16 year old cousin stood up and said something about how she thought some of the youth should bare their testimonies. I thought.... um... Hannah! I was up there like two min ago! Then it hit me. I am no longer one of them!

again... stick with it! it keeps gettin better and better

2010-05-04T08:35:00.001-06:00

Thanks to Nickk Hall

Can I be the girl you met in the coin laundry?

2010-05-03T15:42:00.005-06:00

Thanks to Miss Megan Welch

A Princess AND Her Prince!

2010-05-03T10:01:00.001-06:00

I dont know where to start on this one! I am too excited to blog coherently!

GA!

Ok... I guess the beginning is going to be the best place.

Back in high school, my friend Elease and I spent a lot of time sitting around our friend Madeline's kitchen table, talking with her family. Mads had a big brother named Russell who was a big deal in the halls of East High. One of Russell's best friends was a boy named Joel Stice. We pretty much had the ultimate high school crushes on Joel. I think the majority of my texts from Madeline were somewhere along the lines of "Just saw Joel at Dan's" or "Joel is coming over... get here now!"

OK... so we were (are) semi creepy. BUT Joel was always so nice so our little hearts couldn't help but fall for him.

Fast forward a few years.

Elease and I were neighbors in New York. I was modeling and Elease was training to be a big deal ballerina.

Push play on the present.

Elease is a big deal prima ballerina in California. Like really, she is the real deal. Over this past Christmas break, Elease and I met up with some friends at a party hosted by non other than JOEL STICE. Joel had recently returned from his mission and was as kind as ever. I just couldn't get over how great he was and I knew Elease agreed. And then Elease disappeared for the rest of the break.

So for the past few months these two gems have been falling in the deep end of the pool and now they are engaged! The proposal was magical! She had just finished performing in Sleeping Beauty and he surprised her after the show on stage.

Um yeah.... ya can't make it up!

If you can't see the love in that boy's eyes then you prob are going blind.

Seriously, she is a princess and has the crown to prove it!

Elease is one of the tenderest hearted people I have ever had the privilege to know and she is drop dead beautiful. Elease is the epitome of classy.

I am beyond joyful for these two. I am so happy for them and pretty darn sad I am going to miss the big day!

Carl! I just love you and cant wait till you are home. I know you will be so busy but I cant wait to play with you and Joel. I am about to burst!

"Um... I live right by Ground Zero. I can see it."

"What? I live by Ground Zero! I could probably throw a rock into it!"

LOVE YOU TWO!

I'm Confused

2010-04-30T09:40:00.000-06:00

I do my best thinking in the shower. My deep thought of this morning was more of a question. Maybe you would be so kind as to explain the saying "eat your heart out" to me.
I get the context it is used in, but eat - you - heart - out seems weird.
We have family friends that feed their dogs turkey hearts, I don't think I would like to eat hearts. Let alone eat my own heart!
I am suppaduppa confused.

WE ARE IN LOVE AND WE DONT CARE WHO KNOWS IT!

2010-04-29T11:48:00.002-06:00

This is Cole. You make recognize him as the pitcher for the Philies.

We have been seriously dating for more than a year now and are pretty much in the deep end of the pool.

If you think you see a massive diamond on my massive man hands, you are right.

P.S. Hey Sam, if you even try I WILL cut you!

O yeah, and if you think I am not a true Yankee fan... I will have you know Derek gave us his blessing. He loves me that much and just wants me to be happy.

Love you too, DerDer

Actual Text Convo

2010-04-28T21:31:00.001-06:00

Me: I just received my first A-
Kelli: Congrats
Me: Haha Thank you Thank you
Kelli: What class?
Me: The one for grad students so it is kinda worth it

I need to think of a name for these baby convo's that fit the moment and my heart perfectly.

And yes, I just kissed my 4.0 good bye. We had a wonderful two years together, but I am feeling quite peaceful about that little - after that familiar A. I learned so much in that class. My professor was brilliant and inspiring and my grad-student peers made me want to ask smarter things than "So is it like ladies night at the club?" I think an A- in an upper division social work class is pretty good for a broadcast major who was never stepped foot in a social work class before. Sorry, still trying to convince myself.

Check this email from the professor on one of my final reports...

Post Script: Please excuse and hint of bragging. I don't intend to, but it is my blog-dizzle and I will...

Summer is Just around the River Bend!

2010-04-28T09:31:00.000-06:00

1 Cloudy Day and 3 Snoopy Band-aids

2010-04-27T13:47:00.000-06:00

At 2 am I woke feeling sups dups sick. All morning at work I was tired, had a hurt gut, and in a mood. After work I went to the Provo Clinic for a shot... left after three. Why is it you always leave clinics feeling worse than you did when you entered. I despise clinics.
When I was little, after I got a shot I usually was rewarded with a treat like a dollar McDonalds sundae. Those things are little cups of the Celestial Kingdom.
So I decided to keep up the tradition.
I am now laying in my bed sipping a pina-colda slurp and about to watch Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs.
post script: did I mention I now have my very own apt? Yezzer. Check that of my Not Bucket List.

I highly suggest you watch this all the way through. Esp till 1 min!

2010-04-27T09:33:00.000-06:00

My very bestest BYU date to date

2010-04-25T15:27:00.000-06:00

So this happened some time ago but I didn't feel like I could share till homeboy had left the building. Literally.

This is the tale of the most BYU date I experienced in my first year as a Zoob.

Once upon a time I went on a date with a fellow ward member (strike one) who skipped rather than walked (strike two) and who said the following-

As we were driving, he was beaming BEAMing from ear to ear.

His friend: "Why are you so smiley?"

He: "I am just so happy to be on a date with you, Rosemary."

Me: "Um... thanks" (insert uncomfortable fake smile here)

He: "and I just realized, I have been waiting my entire life to find a girl who looks like Sleeping Beauty! And it's YOU, Rosemary! You are my Sleeping Beauty!"

. . . .

Strike Three

As I was calculating the chance that I could make it home without him catching me if I took off that second in a dead sprint, his friend saved him.

Friend: "but not in a weird 'you look like you just woke up' kind of way!"
woof.

post script: the only way I would let those bird that close to me would be is they were dead... or soon to be.

It's official!

2010-04-25T15:11:00.001-06:00

I have been TAGGED! Ya know, those really long lists you fill out about yourself and then "tag" a fellow blog friend so then it is their turn to fill out a really long list on their blog... well I have been officially tagged. So now I am an official blogger, except for the fact that I am really too impatient to do the entire list so I picked some of my favorites!
B - Best Friend: The parents

R- Reason to smile: Archie in socks

T- Tagged: Kelli and Sira... because you both seriously need to update your blogs. Seriously though.

U- Unkown Fact: When I was about 7 or 8, I was the Radio Disney Contest Queen. I won every time! Really though, the DJ's knew me by name and by the sound of my voice. I was always getting boxes in the mail filled with D.A.R.E. prizes and other cool stuff. I was pretty much famous till they told me that I needed to give the other kids a chance to win. What the heck? It's not my fault they aren't always listening for the cue to call and are still learning out how to dial on a phone!

That’s all folks.

All grown up!

2010-04-23T19:05:00.001-06:00

Remember this little character? Well he just happened to be one of my favorite kid stars when I wasn't 5'10.5''. Second only to Hill Duff, ob-v. Well, I got to thinkin' where is the world is Beans these days?! I wish the thought never entered my head.

Brace yourself

Not a face you want to meet in a dark alley, that's for sure.... or in the McDonald's playpen.

My Not Bucket List

2010-04-23T08:49:00.000-06:00

I have never been a fan of the whole bucket list thing. I have big ole dreams and I fear that one day it might be really depressing to look back at a whole list of dreams that never came true. So I keep the biggest dreams in my heart, but there are some things that I am sure I can get done even in a pinch.
Enjoy!

- Kiss a piglet
- Go riding on a beach
- Star is a Mormon Message
- Go back to Tokyo and go to the big kid part of the Tokyo Temple
- Swim with dolphins
- Go riding in wide open spaces
- Publish something; don't care much what it is. Just be published in some sort
- Go riding in the snow
- Buy a car with cash in full
- Fund a scholarship at BYU and Dixie
- Compete in an eating competition
- Not burn everything I cook (Sorry Future Prince, So Sorry!)
- Go back down the Grand Canyon
- Ride in a rodeo (sequins and fringe are necessary)

Can you tell I still miss riding o so much?!

p.s. I just found out that I was awarded my scholarship for the year when I get back! Thank you scholarship angels!

ALERT: New obsession

2010-04-21T15:36:00.000-06:00

Thanks so my Carl, I have a reason to stop watching Kitten Inspired By Kittens.

Are you not head over heels for her?! I love how simple it all is. Thank heavens there are no kissy faces or open mouth smile and wink combinations, only little simple pure joy smiles. MMM so good. She is quite the skinny minnie but mostly I love how long she. Take that people that told me I could never make it as a ballerina because I am tall! It is stunning how much control she has over every single part of her body. Every movement is so solid and sure. Ok. I should stop. I am gushing.
One more thing: Although being a ballerina wasn't my calling like it is Elease's, I still love every thing about dance. I maybe might may make up dances in my head as I walk to school with my ipod. just maybe.

I'm coming clean

2010-04-21T09:29:00.000-06:00

I have been in the deep end of the pool for this blog for quite some time and today I have decided to come clean. Mostly because it is just too good to keep to myself.

WARNING: This blog is slightly a worm sandwich. If you don't know what a worm sandwich is then you ob-v weren't a part of my life when I was about eight. Whenever it was my turn to plan family night I had a go-to lesson that was golden.

The worm sandwich: real good bread, real good veggies, real good meat, and anything and everything real good on a real good sandwich... and just a little worm. Would you still eat it?

In this case, yes.
This blog can be crude, and Mr. Hall can have quite the mouth BUT he is hands down the funniest k.i.d. ever!
Nick is friends with my friend's husband. Did ya follow that? Any who... I will forever be in debt to Pugmire for introducing me to this wondrous blog.

If I ever get really sick and get to Make A Wish, I am wishing to be homeboy's sidekick for a day... or till I die.

I'm an idiot! You're an idiot!

2010-04-19T21:22:00.000-06:00

I was just informed that I in fact do not have an rugby players in ward. There is one LAX player and she did win the big goal in her last game!
I know lots bout sports guys, LOTS!
If only you could see the rad clip of my first slam dunk!

Tough and Good at Stuff

2010-04-19T09:54:00.000-06:00

To Pray or Play, That Is Not a Question

How legit are they?
I am one proud cougar!
Did I mention two of the players are in my ward, most notbly the one that scored the winning goal?!
EH BAE BAE!

Whitney's bed hit me. HARD.

2010-04-16T10:24:00.000-06:00

Wanna see the most creep-face bruise EVER?

No?

Too late.

Dear Lucky Red,

2010-04-16T08:27:00.000-06:00

You have always been good to me and I have cherished our time together.
You have booked me shows, aced exams, and reminded me to be kind to animals.
If you would be so kind as so bring me good luck on my Book of Mormon, D&C, and Psych finals I would really appreciate it.
This is our last hoorah together. Let's make it good.
Yours,
Pudge

post script: no matter what comes in between us tomorrow, you will always have a special place in my heart.

F is for finals and Fun-suckers

2010-04-14T10:33:00.001-06:00

Fun-sucker

Finals

Homeboy hogged the loveseat, chair, and two footrests for more than three hours!

I'm only mad that I didn't think of that first.

All Settled In In Awkward City

2010-04-14T08:38:00.000-06:00

Here is the sich...

I have this friend that I only know because I was friends with his older brother in Connect-i-cut this past summer. We are the kind of friends that say hi when we see each other but sometimes we just cruise right on by. Last night as we were walking towards each other, we slowed our pace to exchange two sentences and a smile as we passed. Then Little Brother asked about my call. After I gushed for a few minutes, he put his arm up to give me a high five... or so I thought. Really, he was going in for a hug (something we had never done) but I was already mid high fiving him. This led to the most awkward fingers-enlaced-high-five-hug-around the backpack-hug EVER! I can't stop cringing. Woof.

Why are awkward hugs such a hug part of my life? Why do they happen on a regular basis?

In other news...

I had a poster displayed in the BYU Fulton Poster Conference.

The words are nearly worthless but I think it looks pretty darn cute!

Lots of other people did too, or so I hear.

They told us we had to buy professional grade pictures for the posters but ya'll know I am WAY too cheap for that. So I used one of my favorite skills (drawing and writing with my left hand thanks to Carlie Tall) and made this cute little kid-like drawing and boom!

Kells Bells

2010-04-13T12:00:00.001-06:00

Today my dearest Kelli is going under the knife. again for the umteenth time. So today is all about my Celli Hung.

I adore her because she...

humanities boy. Greek. Death to the Ginger Bread House. Staged break-ins. Family dinners at Red Rock. Linus.

Kelli appreciates the finer things in life... like being a kid.

has dance moves that would bring a tear to your eye

sends me cards in the mail that make me cry

sings Celine Dion with me as loud as she can

was a star soccer player till she decided to be a track star and has killer legs to prove it

introduced me to Jentry... how I adore my little lost boys

She has wicked cool style and teaches me her ways like "your kind of store" and target mocs... and bought me my favorite carnivor shirt with a green t-rex on it

is always lookin out for the little guy... especially me when I am so mad I am shaking.

We have matching sweatshirts

"white gummy, how could you do this to us?"

a picture is worth 1000 words

had a huge coin collection till i decided i wanted pizza

came with me on my first night as a Zoobie cus I was skerd... and then I crowd surfed

can you tell I love her DIS much?!

Today, when did you get here and what took you so long?

2010-04-13T08:27:00.001-06:00

My last day at BYU (atleast till 2012) couldn't have been better!

Exhibit A. random kid walks into psych late and just awkwardly stands in the back of the lecture hall till
Teach: Um... can you find a seat?
Homeboy (really loud): Yeah, but I was actually wondering if I could sit next to Jamie.

Then the girl I presume to be Jaime turns around and the boy who I presume to be her boytoy turns around and says : Ah... sorry dude
Teach: Well I am sure there will be another day where you can sit next to her
Homeboy about to throw a full blown tantrum: NOT IN THIS CLASS!

I was so confused. I am pretty sure the kid next to Jamie was her boy because I have watched them before. That sounds creepy but they are one of those beautiful couples that you cant stop watching no matter how much you want to stab your eyes with forks.

Exhibit B. I got to my DandC class a moment early and boy am I glad I did. Some Homegirl asked if she could take a picture with the teach because it was the last day... coughzoobie.

Exhibit C. I watched the girl in front of me sift through hundreds of firefox backgrounds till she finally settled on just the right Robert Pattinson themed background.

Exhibit D. I finally decided on the winner of the Winter 2010 Semester Sweet Bro Champion Award! It was a tough decision between some excellent candidates, including the kid that seemed to always work into the conversation something about Russian. He served his mission there, not sure if you knew that or not.
And so the winner is... Hair Homeboy from DandC!
Hair Boy is the winner for several reasons-
1. he has Honor Code pushin chops
2. he has a nearly rat/jedi tail
3. he has a fohawk
4. he has steps shaved into his hair right behind his left ear
5. he has perfectly shaped eyebrows
6. he has a creaper stache
That's right! He single headedly concurred every Sweet Bro-ish thing one can do with hair all at once! That is a feat my friends.
And last, but surely not least... he clothes his massive upper body in only the finest of apperal. You guessed it, Ed Hardy!

Exhibit 5. I nearly smashed into Green Shirt as he walked out of the bathroom. I am so glad I got to say goodbye!

Sister Card The First

2010-04-12T11:06:00.000-06:00

When we want to be something other than the thing God wants us to be, we must be wanting what, in fact, will not make us happy
- C.S. Lewis

We've been riding our bikes pretty much all day every day and are loving it (most of the time). We get a lot of honks and stares, but we're learning to embrace them/just pretend the paparazzi is after us. The other night, Sister Young and I got lost on our bikes while trying to find a less active's home out in the country and after 45 mins we finally gave up (it was approaching 9:00 pretty quick...) So, feeling a little dejected about all of the wasted time we started home. Because we were so far away from town, we had to ride on dirt roads and the wind was blowing against us pretty hard--which didn't make pedaling easy. All I could think about was my burning legs, the restriction of my pencil skirt, the dust in my eyes, and the mile or two we still had to go. My companion attempted to make a little small talk, but neither of us was really interested in chatting for long because it was taking too much effort, so we gave up. But then, all of a sudden, a darling little tender mercy shown in the distance....big, huge, bright, Fourth-of -July-magical, rodeo fireworks went off in the sky, over the fields and in perfect view. And suddenly, riding along those country roads, in the pitch black, with tired legs and spirits didn't seem so bad. It seemed kind of sweet. It's fun to see how Heavenly Father blesses his missionaries. Sometimes he leads you to the perfect place at the perfect time to meet the perfect investigator, sometimes he helps you swallow another bite of chicken-whatever the members' have prepared and you're sure is contaminated, sometimes he just helps you laugh a little after you've been yelled at while tracting, and sometimes he gives you fireworks. I'm excited for you, Pudge.

love her more than she knows

a prince and princess bundled up all in one!

2010-04-11T21:10:00.000-06:00

if you haven't seen this, you are in for a treat. For the first minute you will have your doubts but stick to it for a minute... you shall see.

The Most Immature Post as of Yet!

2010-04-09T14:47:00.000-06:00

Today was almost spring!

On way home from campus, I saw two boy ducks chasing a little duckette. Then out of nowhere, those two bullies... that poor girl duck.... they started to... well, they were... ... not abiding by the honor code, that's for sure!

I knew that this would be coming for awhile now. The ducks (like the true co-eds they are) have been on dates all over campus at all hours, but I just wasn't prepared for it!

I immediately zext messaged Jentry and she suggested that they were probably ducks from the UofU. She has always been simply brilliant. Then she asked how I knew it was two against one?

Duh Jen, have you forgotten who my 11th great grandma is? Silly Hentry.

Any-who, I am still bothered. I don't care how much you watched Animal Planet and the Discovery Channel growing up, "still funny!"

Lucky Little Son of a Gun

2010-04-09T08:37:00.002-06:00

One Fine Day

2010-04-08T09:58:00.001-06:00

   Yesterday, I couldn't sit still. I knew it was the day I had been waiting for. I patiently sat through all my classes and got a fair amount of work done. My last class, which usually ends at 6:30, was supposed to get out early. When my teacher decided to keep us the entire time, I let out a pitiful moan on accident. She looked at me and said "what is wrong with you?!" I let her know that I was going to open my mission call as soon as I got home so she let us out 2 min later... THANK YOU!

   My parents brought the very important envelope to Provo and we went to Michael and Sarah's apt and waited for what felt like years for Sam to get done with a group at the hospital so she could be on the phone. Once Sam and Chas were on speaker phone I opened my call!
   For the past few days I have been thinking a lot about where I would be headed. No surprise there. I thought about all my stays in countries around the world. I started to dread the initial culture shock and the longing for familiar foods and places. Even though I loved being in those amazing countries, deep down, I am such an all-American girl that I missed this place so much.
   For the past couple of days I have been thinking that I would be called to serve in the states. In my Stake President interview with President McConkie, he spoke to me about his experience being called as a mission president in California. Over the past weeks, I was able to learn from lots of people how wonderful it is to serve in the states.
   I leave on July 7th and I can’t wait. I can’t wait for the heat and my wicked cool farmer’s tan!I am sure to fall in love with my little cactus land. I couldn’t be more excited. Mesa Arizona is MY place. It is where my Heavenly Father wants me to be, nowhere else. How great is that?!

For my friends who are unfamiliar with this whole mission thing-

   I will be serving in Mesa Arizona and the surrounding area for 18 months. I will enter the Missionary Training Center on July 7th to receive in-depth training, prepare to serve, and drink gallons of BYU chocolate milk.
   I will be allowed to communicate with friends and family once a week through emails and good ole’ letters. I will talk to my family on Mother’s Day and Christmas.
   Missionaries spend their time serving the people of their area and sharing the gospel. This is such a wonderful experience and I am so glad I am able to take part in this work. If you wanna know more look here!

post script: I couldn't help myself...

ma ma ma Mesa!

2010-04-07T22:03:00.003-06:00

More will come tomorrow but just know that I couldn't be more pleased!

Still Going Strong

2010-04-07T10:01:00.001-06:00

I am sure doing great when it comes to 2010's resolutions.

It is the fourth month in the year and I haven't done a peace sign in a picture yet!
It has taken a lot of effort but I am doing pretty swell.

I think I might add another resolution... never stand pigeon toed in a picture.
We used to do that pose before runway shows because it gives you good angles in a straight forward shot and now everyone just looks like they really have to use the restroom.
Not the best look.

The Wonderful World of Facebook

2010-04-06T09:47:00.001-06:00

Facebook is good for two things:
1. Continuously stalking the cute boy in your class that you will never have the guts to talk to... but that’s ok because you already know how many siblings he has, where he went to high school, what he did last weekend, and what your competition looks like.

B. Status updates. Truly, my favorite thing.

An old pal, Joey posted this:
Girls are like cell phones. They like to be held and talked to, but as soon as you push the wrong button you get disconnected.

A high school peer, Elizabeth posted this:
Boys are like parking spots...all the good ones are taken and the rest are handicapped.

Touche. well done my friends, well done.

Hog-pog-blog

2010-04-06T08:45:00.002-06:00

I officially single-handedly cleaned out my entire supply hot cocoa.

That’s right; I devoured an entire food storage can in 4 months.

Be impressed.

Lilsis is brilliant or maybe just super impatient.

That’s right; she uses two blow dryers rather that one.

I love this creature.

He loves graham crackers.

That’s right; the most picky "wont-eat-seasoned-meat-or-bread" dog ever likes graham crackers.

time line

2010-04-05T15:24:00.001-06:00

My Past is...
shrugs - gauchos - bright polos (popped. ob-v) under print tees - tanning between dance classes - St. Christopher sufer necklaces - locals - ghetto rap - Young Buck - ladies is pimps too, go on brush yo shoulders off - b2u - secret handshakes - waved hair - suicide dance - grover dance - arby's 5 for 5 - cheer camp - early morning practices - the discovery of black eyeliner - driving fast - driving into trees - the spot - junior boys - secret waterfall - toilet papering at 10 am - molca salsa at 3 am - T.G.I.F. every weekend - MLH - Emo and Jolley's and the Daily Grind - when friday night lights were the biggest nights of the year - N64 Wave Race

My Present is...
classical - made bed - daily 2nd flr HBLL naps - BYU Benefits - friends in love - like never before - black socks - ritz chicken - the girls - Tarzan sound track - walking up hills - getting excited when I am home before dark - Sarah and Michael - Book of Mormon - curls - ipod - early morning - blogaffair - i want pie, i want beef jerky - secret smiles

My future is...
in the mail.

post script: I would give anything to play N64 Wave Race right now! Dolphin ride anyone?

Story time.

2010-04-05T11:13:00.000-06:00

Friday afternoon, the girls and I drove to the hood. On the freeway, a truck full of two speed skaters and a kid with an accent held their number out the window.... pretty sure they had that giant sign prepared ahead of time for such occasions. They wanted to take us to the Olympic Oval... being the smart girls that we are.... we decided to go eat pizza and visit high school musical high instead (without the boys... stranger danger.)

Someone told me to go watch YouTube videos of people opening their calls. Bad idea-Super addicting. You bet your bottom dollar I will be posting the opening of my call on here! Keeps your fingers crossed that my call comes on Wednesday or else I might just die.

3.

While listening to the amazing conference talks I realized that I can do better in the modesty department. Don’t get me wrong; you will never catch me in anything to risky but being completely honest.... I can do better. Especially because I get to go to the temple soon!

Due to the fact that I have long long legs, shorts and dresses always look shorter on me than on my 5'6" pals. So I did something rash. I pulled out my summer clothes and all other clothes and tried them on. If they were too short, too tight, or too low- I black bagged 'em. I am getting teary eyed just thinking about some of those cute little numbers. Not really, but kinda. You bet there will be one happy little sister in my family very soon. I guess it’s a good sign that my jeans are too tight if they fit the 13 year old.

I think we sometimes fall back on the idea that wearing this dress for a couple of hours won’t deny me my eternal glory… it’s not that important. I think the leaders of our church made it very clear- it is that important! The things we watch, read, and wear are that important!

I am well aware how hard it is to not wear those fancy dresses! I have pricey little pieces from modeling that have never been able to come out and play because they are immodest. It is quite sad.

I think it is sadder to see girls making compromises in modesty, even if just for a few hours. Lately, I have caught myself thinking a lot about the attention I will get from my clothes when I get dressed. I hate that. I hate thinking the best thing I have to offer, the thing that will catch my prince is the way I look. Dumb. What is even dumber (if that’s not a word it is now because I used it) is the fact that I keep things like my smarts and experiences on the D.L. because I don’t want boys to be scared off. Super Duper Dumb.

Unfortunately, modesty can be tricky. We have clear guidelines regarding where our hems should hit and keeping our chest, shoulders, and tummys covered. But there is more to it than just not showing too much skin. A boy recently brought it to my attention that my outfit (dress past my knees, fishnets, and heels) made me “look like a hooker.” Woof. It is totally possible to be completely covered and be immodest. We need to look at the outfit as a whole.

I can do better. We can do better. I want to do better because I want to be a good example for lilsis and the other little girlies around me.

I am now off my soapbox, I swear.

Just some girl's blog

2010-04-02T09:08:00.000-06:00

Why you shouldn't read my blog:
- I can't take really cool old fashion pictures
- I dont wear vintage
- I don't have a fancy little apartment
- I am not married/engaged/ in love/ or dating the man of my dreams (or any man for that matter)
- I am hardly inspirational or uplifting
- I don't have a baby to put giant flower headbands on
- I don't visit fancy places
- I don't have an iphone
- My best talents are touching my nose with my tongue and putting my legs behind my head
- I dont have straight across bangs
- I go off on rants

Why you should read my blog:
- You are sure to never leave feeling down about your wondrous normal life
- I am a real live person (as opposed to a cartoon character)!
-Not just any person, I am Pudge.

.cheers.

ps. best april fools I heard yesterday.... some kid's friend left notes on strangers' cars that said "sorry I hit your car- here is my number 801-555-5555" Then he left the kid's number. So homeboy got phone calls all day from people that said he hit his car! Too good.

Well played, Mama Earth. Well played

2010-04-01T08:43:00.002-06:00

And here we all thought it was Spring.

You sure fooled us, Mama Earth!

Happy April Fools to you too,

you trickster you.

rosie o'donnell

2010-03-31T11:03:00.001-06:00

I dont like being called a fat lesbian
I dont think it is right to call anyone a fat lesbain
Even if they actually are... I dont think that makes it ok.
But, I am neither of those things
So please!
Dont call me Rosie O'Donnell once your clever little mind makes that connection between our two names.

ps. When I was little I went to a Boadway play and saw Rosie O'Donnell there. She signed my playbill and seemed please to be name twins. Pleased indeed.

Could have been bad

2010-03-31T08:51:00.001-06:00

Right before I left Wasatch yesterday, I almost walked into the boy’s bathroom.

I am not sure who would have been more mortified...

Me, for fear of being reported as a sex offender

The little boys who have a 5'10 1/2" girl walk in on them in the bathroom.

It's a toss up

My BigSis is a Rockstar!

2010-03-30T09:37:00.000-06:00

http://taza-and-husband.blogspot.com/2010/03/rockstar-giveaway_30.html

Check it Yo!

She is a flippin big deal!

reason 3 katrillion why I love my daddy-o

2010-03-29T20:45:00.000-06:00

When you violate the rules of the sisterhood...

2010-03-29T10:31:00.002-06:00

you put a sister in a pickle.
Boy am I in one!
If there is anything I have learned this semester (TWICE!) about dating it is that you NEVER tell a boy that a girl had fun on a date and that he should ask her out again without talking to that girl.
Seriously? Rude.
I swear that is common sense... which some people are seriously lacking.
I am bothered and not sure how to handle this particular pickle.
woof.

Should have been a cowboy!

2010-03-29T10:18:00.000-06:00

wranglers + cowboy hat + cowboy boots + truck

me weak in the knees and loosing the ability to speak in complete sentences

I LOVE cowboys!

I can watch 8 Seconds over and over and over!

The girls and I found this wonderful hick at the car wash... I just realized that his friend is looking right as me as I was "taking a picture of Emma."

oops.

Sunny Saturday

2010-03-29T10:06:00.000-06:00

On Saturday the girls and I went to the Festival of Colors!

Still kinda clean

The Most random temple in the world!

Clean No More

I was so scerd was the sun got purpled out!

It was pretty fun, very dirty, and now all I need is to upload pictures with an orphan to my FB and it will be complete!

It's 10 pm on Friday Night

2010-03-26T22:01:00.002-06:00

Do you know where you college student is?

No worries, Mike and Liesa, yours is tucked away in a corner or the HBLL with about 50 other nerds working on the her research paper.

I need the treatment!

9 1/2 pages and 18 references down. The end is so close I cant taste it. Except I cant because the only thing I can taste is that horrid been-at-school-for-going-on-15-hours taste. woof

I have a missionary MAP!

2010-03-26T09:30:00.001-06:00

I have the sweetest job. Really, do I not?!

My boss and co-workers are so tender.

Everyone that comes in the BYU Benefits office sees this giant map... first thing!

I dont think I can take all this attention.

I am getting flustered.

But I cant help to stare at my map for long periods of time.

I just cant.

If you have a death wish...

2010-03-26T09:08:00.001-06:00

Tell me I look tired.
I think this is just such a rude thing to say.
A girl that works in my building walked past me and said "You look sleepy"
I wanted to yell back at her "Well you look dreadful as well!"

SO MAY YOU ALL KNOW--TELLING SOMEONE THEY LOOK TIRED AIN'T RIGHT!

Where is a flippin window when I need one?!

2010-03-25T21:08:00.001-06:00

My head feels like it is filled with cement.
I am a junior in college and am currently facing my hardest assignment yet.
The beast (aka 15 pg/ 20 ref research paper/poster/presentation) is due early next week.
It is on... thats the pickle. I am not really even sure what I am supposed to be research, let alone writing about.
I had a topic (a good one i might add) and about 6 pages under my belt earlier this week when I went to talk to my simply brilliant professor. Before I knew it, we decided that I would write on this new topic and she wanted to publish it when I was done.
eh mmm... excuse me teach, that is quite the compliment and an exciting idea but I haven't even started yet.
O, I am whelmed to be sure. I guess that's what I get for signing up for a upper-level class that I am completely new to. Did I mention some of my classmates are getting their masters and one in in law school. Yes, I am the stupid on asking ALL the stupid questions.
I have already committed myself to a (another) weekend in the HBLL. hoorah.
I have given up for today. I am shot.
Still in search of my window.

* created by BigSis.

What a Weird

2010-03-25T09:23:00.000-06:00

~~Sometimes~~ lots of times I am late to Psych.

I usually sit on the floor because

1. I can stretch out

2. I refuse to try to get all 5 feet 10 and 1/2 inches of me across 20 pairs of legs and 20 backbacks to get to the one seat open in the middle of the row.

3. This pup is much more entertaining than the lecture.

Can you tell I am aching for the Labradoodle?

Don't cha just hate it when your plaid jammie bottoms poke out from under your suit pants?

Quick Story:

Yesterday, I was studying in a patch of sunshine on some grass. I was very proud of myself because I was super focused and gettin stuff done.

And then... out of the blue... a bloody frisbee flew over me.

Two boys and a girl formed a triangle around me and proceeded to play right over me.

I was SO bothered!

Just wait till you hear their conversation:

Husband, Wife, Man.

Wife: Megan(her sister) was here yesterday.

Man: O really? I wish I could have seen her.

Wife: Yeah, she had to leave for class early.

Man: She is super grown up for her age.

Husband: Does she have her hips yet?

Wife: What? You saw her yesterday; I guess she has hips...

Husband: O you know, girls aren't fully mentally matured till they have their hips. It's like a science thing... Right?

Wife: all girls have hips... it has nothing to do with their mental development... and now every girl that can hear you is laughing at you!

Which was exactly what I was doing!

Seriously?! What a weird!

Hurray For Stem Cells!

2010-03-24T16:46:00.000-06:00

Transplant Day will always have a special place in my heart!

Today is March 24

2010-03-24T10:52:00.000-06:00

My papers are finally in!

Let the search begin for un-ungly mid-calf length skirts.

a.k.a. mission impossible.

Really? There seems to be a whole lot of frump goin on in that picture.

The names Dorris

2010-03-24T10:17:00.001-06:00

Fake names are very handy tools.

The only trick is remembering who thinks you are named Dorris and who knows you are named Rosemary.

Oops.

Highlight of my life?

The time I was at the temple and one of the G-pas told me just a few hours earlier, a girl named Dorris Card came through.

My twin!

No words to describe

2010-03-23T11:42:00.001-06:00

While at work, I was looking over a huge essay and powerpoint I just presented to my class.
Every.single.time I meant to write "public".... I wrote "pubic."
I am sure my class was about to burst when the word pubic showed up in 30 point font in a BYU english class.
I am mortified. There is no coming back after that.
This would be something that would happen to me.
I am at a loss for words.

Green

2010-03-23T09:48:00.003-06:00

Am I the only one who doesn't really feel like recycling is the neatest thing ever? I am all for throwing stuff into the green bin when one is around but not a chance am I going to pack around trash in hopes of finding one later!

Here is my theory...

1. Save-the-earth people like to be save-the-earth people... or else they wouldn't be save-the-earth people

2. If we all started recycling then the save-the-earth people couldn't be save-the-earth people anymore!

3. And that would make them sad.

ALSO

It gives people jobs! I am all about supporting the economy.

Short story: Picture me throwing away a soda can

Boy with really disgusted look on his face: Aren't you going recycle that?

Me: Nope

Boy: You really should recycle.

Me: Ya know what? Now all I think I should do is go burn down the entire rainforest!

Not that I dont love Mama Earth... its just that if the world spontaneously combusts into a great ball of flames... I think it will be because of reasons other than a lack of recycling.

Model Story

2010-03-22T20:15:00.001-06:00

I recently was asked to do anther modeling job... for an evening I thought I would say yes.

Then I realized that I am finally in a place to turn the page on that chapter of my life.

Even though I always saw myself as a girl who modeled... not as a model.... leaving that life is hard. I loved the fancy clothes, magical cities, interesting people, the freedom, and the excitement of seeing myself in magazines.

I still love fashion, but it doesn't consume me.
I still love the glossies but my heart doesn't ache to be in those stories... I will leave that to Coco.

From now on the only stories I will be featured in will be my own.
A best-seller to be sure.

Check out page Saturday night:

Post script: I cant wait to go ride my bike in the sunshine and overalls.
Post Post script: Green Shirt was in attendance, just in case you were wondering.

To Kells and Whit

2010-03-22T08:48:00.001-06:00

Think Spring. Spring. and mystical creatures.

Good Morning Whit!

Sorry I sprayed you in the face... I have really bad aim.

I knew you would want to see the table setting of our Sunday dinner first thing today.

Ta-Da!

"As you walk the road of life, be careful of your friends. They can make or break you. Be generous in helping the unfortuunate and those in distress. But bind to you friends of your own kind, friends who will encourage you, stand with you, live as you desire to live, who will enjoy the same kind of entertainment, and who will resist the evil that you determine to resist"

Pink

2010-03-22T08:28:00.002-06:00

I also believe in stealing cute things like this off other peoples' blogs.

Harvey

2010-03-21T09:00:00.001-06:00

If you have an open evening... make a little treat... cuddle up and watch this gem.

Years ago my mother used to say to me, she'd say, "In this world, Elwood, you must be" - she always called me Elwood - "In this world, Elwood, you must be oh so smart or oh so pleasant." Well, for years I was smart. I recommend pleasant. You may quote me.

Harvey and I sit in the bars... have a drink or two... play the juke box. And soon the faces of all the other people they turn toward mine and they smile. And they're saying, "We don't know your name, mister, but you're a very nice fella." Harvey and I warm ourselves in all these golden moments. We've entered as strangers - soon we have friends. And they come over... and they sit with us... and they drink with us... and they talk to us. They tell about the big terrible things they've done and the big wonderful things they'll do. Their hopes, and their regrets, and their loves, and their hates. All very large, because nobody ever brings anything small into a bar. And then I introduce them to Harvey... and he's bigger and grander than anything they offer me. And when they leave, they leave impressed. The same people seldom come back; but that's envy, my dear. There's a little bit of envy in the best of us.

Well Played, Old Man, Well Played

2010-03-20T09:00:00.000-06:00

From The London Times:

A Well-Planned Retirement

Outside England 's Bristol Zoo there is a parking lot
for 150 cars and 8 buses. For 25 years, its
parking fees were managed by a very pleasant
attendant. The fees were 1 lb for cars ($1.40),
5 lb for busses (about $7).

Then, one day, after 25 solid years of never missing
a day of work, he just didn't show up; so the Zoo
Management called the City Council and asked it
to send them another parking agent.

The Council did some research and replied that the
parking lot was the Zoo's own responsibility.
The Zoo advised the Council that the attendant was
a City employee.
The City Council responded that the lot attendant
had never been on the City payroll.

Meanwhile, sitting in his villa somewhere on the coast of Spain
(or some such scenario), is a man who'd apparently had a
ticket machine installed completely on his own; and then
had simply begun to show up every day, commencing
to collect and keep the parking fees, estimated at about
$560 per day -- for 25 years.
Assuming 7 days a week, this amounts to just over $7 million dollars!

.......

And no one even knows his name.

I stole this from my pal, Aubs. Love.

Breakfast. New BFF. Stache-Attack

2010-03-19T16:36:00.001-06:00

My well-balanced breakfast: Ego waffles and a baked potatoe.

Before you barf, you should know I have never been fond of breakfast foods and I have ALWAYS love potatoes!

The only reason why I am having egos is because that is homemade strawberry jam they are swimming in.

And I LOVE anything that tastes like candy and can pass as a breakfast food.

Meet my new psych pal.

He likes drawing wolves just for fun.

Wolves are his favorite animals, second only to otters.

Ya can't make it up.

post script: I know you are impressed with how sneaky I am

Behold, BYU's pride and joy: The Flaming Mustache.

I personally think that the Honor Code approved creaper stache is... well... creapy.

But whats not to love about a giant stache of flames?