Saturday, April 27, 2013

Y'all come back now, ya hear?

 Now that I'm back in Texas, I've been able to really compare Utah and Texas. Obviously Texas will always be #1 and it's impossible to beat, but Utah has been a wonderful home-away-from-home for the past two years. I've dedicated this post to my favorite parts about Utah that have brought so many memories the last few semesters. 
 Of course, my all time favorite part of Utah has been my roommates, who have made me cry hundreds of time from laughing. We have literally rolled on the floor laughing, crying, and almost wetting our pants. We have so many inside jokes, and there is never a dull moment. It makes studying a bit hard sometimes, but to that, we say "YOLO" and play Just Dance instead. I'm going to miss being together, all six of us. Thanks for the jokes, the memories, and the laughs. Love y'all, you're gonna do awesome. Peace and blessin's

If you're happy and you know it, post it on your car.

But any other day is just fine, pumpkin.

You see more Texas flags in Utah than Utah flags. Beautiful. 

Worried your hair looks ridiculous? No need to fear, put a bump-it in, and you'll be considered normal up here!


It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. 



 
Utah actually has fall! For those Texans who don't comprehend this term, Autumn (Fall) is a season that comes after Summer and is usually 55-70 degrees, not 95. The trees turn red, yellow or orange (not brown), and you will need a light jacket, not a swimsuit. 

Because, why WOULDN'T you wear your Pooh suit to a football game? (side note- that's usually the most exciting part of BYU football). 


The Holi Festival of Colors is fantastic, even though it's overrun by BYU students.

We don't get a Spring Break, but we make sure to take a break from homework to have some fun, even if it means spending 40$ on Post-It notes to cover someone's entire room.


The driving skills are phenomenal here. People park in  middle of the parking lot and act like nothing is wrong. 


For those of you don't understand this- Mormons don't drink coffee. 

I love it when I go to devotional, and Elf shows up!

When you don't have your own washer and dryer, you have to walk down three flights of stairs to get to the facility washer and dryer, praying the whole time that they aren't already being used. We've had some fun seeing if we can go for a personal record. 


People, this is not a joke. She meant to do this.


A 24 hour drive through at Krispy Kreme? Fine, not even mad.


Of course I love the Texas pride you find in Utah

The mission calls. This is an experience unlike any other. The envelope sitting on the table seems to glow and everyone is anxiously waiting, hearts beating fast even though it's not even for them. We have been able to experience so many friends open calls in order to serve the Lord, and each time it is just as exciting. Whether Ogden, Utah or Argentina, we all recognize the importance and excitement each time and are so grateful for those serving. 
The signs that warn us we're probably going to die.  
Cafe Rio is the only restaurant up there that is close to helping me get my Tex-Mex fix. Still a 4 compared to the 10 I'm used to at home, but it'll do.

There are so many parks up there that are free admission. Free? That's something I'm not used to. But we've had so much fun whether it's hiking or bonfires with friends (or by myself. Forever alone).  

Bridal Veil Falls -because so many people up here get married, they start naming waterfalls to honor it. 

I've had the opportunity to go to conference a few times now. It is such a cool experience to be in the same room as the prophet and his apostles. It is something I take for granted, but when I go it's such a humbling, powerful event. 

Sorry for the Facebook picture. But I 'like' this. The only good part about snow is that you can go sledding with friends down huge hills at Rock Canyon Park

Wait. This shouldn't be on here. I actually hate this part about Utah. Whoops. 

The DI is Utah's version of Goodwill. It is seriously fun, and saves you tons of money on your wedding dress. Always a plus, always in style.







Monday, March 18, 2013

Breaking the (Language) Barrier


This past week, the Plowman family graciously invited me to stay at their house with them in Park City Wednesday night. Thursday afternoon we went up to Ogden, Utah (Chase's mission) to meet the Rubio Family- a family he was able to baptize a few months ago. I will forever be grateful to them for allowing me to be a part of this incredible experience. 


We got to the Rubio's house and they were all outside to greet us, joined by Elder Morales and his companion.  I knew that everyone was going to be speaking Spanish, but I took three years of Spanish in high school. I'll be able to follow along to what they're saying, right? Well, that was a cute idea that lasted about thirty seconds. Then I knew I was completely in over my head. I just stood there smiling, picking up on one word alone: Novia. For those of you who also thought you knew Spanish but just realized you really don't, that means girlfriend. For those of you who understood that, congratulations, you just comprehended the one word I understood in the matter of an hour and a half. After taking a few pictures, I realized I looked like the most awkward girl alive. One, I have no idea what's being said. And two, when we were taking pictures, I was standing in between a missionary and Greg Downs. I had no idea where to put my hands. (For those of you who don't know, it's extremely frowned upon to put your arm around a married man. And a missionary).  So after realizing that Chase has probably talked me up for the past 9 months he has known Elder Morales and the Rubios, and all I have done is stand there smiling awkwardly, Elder Morales and his companion left to go to an appointment. We go inside the Rubio's home, and the first thing I notice is how clean it is, how nice it smells, and all the pictures of family on the walls. "Wow, these people really cleaned up nice for us… And I couldn't even remember to pack a toothbrush…" (Don't worry, I did bring gum and toothpaste). We sit down and I take the corner spot of their L-Shaped couch, then laugh to myself when I realize Chase would have totally made fun of me for this. He offers us water, and I realize my Texas education is completely failing me. Surely this man did not just say 'agua'. There was NO way he just spoke the Spanish I was tested over in high school… Then he comes out with a bunch of water bottles. Yep, he totally just said the word for water. Either I was taught the wrong words for that, or I did really bad in Spanish. (Oh that's right, I WAS terrible at Spanish. How did I think I could do this?) By now, I'm about ready to have a full on panic attack. My stomach is starting to hurt, my heart is beating faster than it does after I walk up the stairs, and I feel like someone just turned up the heat to a thousand degrees. How do you say 'turn off the heat' in Spanish? Forget that, I can't even say my name right now, let alone trying to speak another language. Mr. Rubio starts to talk, looking at each of us when he is speaking. He quickly realizes I have no idea what is going on, and talks to Jeff, Alyson, and mainly Greg. Thank goodness Greg is there to translate for me every now and then, or the only thing I still would have gotten out of this whole trip was "novia". (Hopefully they were talking about me, for all I know it was referring to Chase's other girlfriends?)

Mr. Rubio begins to tell us about how Chase came into his life. He drank far too much, and had ended up in the hospital due to the effects of drinking. He prayed to God to let him live, for his three children's sake, and for a miracle to happen in his life to change him. The first miracle came, and he was released and sent home. He prayed again on the very couch I was sitting on to please let an angel change his life. He finishes his prayer, and there is a knock on the door. He immediately knows that this is his answer. Sure enough, he opens it up, and Chase and his companion are standing at his door. Time goes on, and his life completely has been changed. He got married to the mother of his three children, got baptized, stopped drinking, started eating healthy, started to get organized, cleaning and paying for their house became a priority, getting out of debt became a goal, began to serve others, became an honest man, and for the first time, a family truly became a family. He goes on to testify of the truthfulness of the Book of Mormon, and the overwhelming impact that it has had on his life. He has come to know Christ, and you can see the effects of it in every aspect of their life. Their children are happy, their marriage is functioning for the first time, they have stability, they are able to be happy and bless others with the same happiness. He begins to talk of Chase, and how they have come to love him so much. He was an angel sent to them from God, and he is so loved by their family forever.

I still had no idea what he was saying, but the Spirit was so strong in the room, I was moved to tears. We all sat there crying, first because we could see the impacts of the church on their lives and the positive change it has brought. We then began to tear up as he spoke of Chase, as we all knew we loved him just as much. Mr. Rubio described Chase as his savior, sent to his life to change it for the better. I smiled and cried, nodding my head. "Me too".

On the ride home, I was feeling a little sad and missing Chase, but then it hit me. Had I of been selfish and tried to convince Chase to not leave for two years, none of this would have changed. The Rubio family could still have been suffering, and they could never have of experienced Christ's atonement and love as they are now. Sometimes we have to sacrifice what we want, so that others can benefit, gain, and grow. Chase and I made it a priority for him to be a worthy missionary so he could serve the Lord diligently for two years. After meeting the Rubio family, I realized the importance of this decision. Chase, and other missionaries, are able to make such a lasting impact on those in need when they sacrifice their own wants and desires in order to serve the Lord.

This was such an incredible, life-changing experience for me. I was so nervous of a language barrier, but quickly learned that when you are testifying of Christ and His mercy, the Spirit is able to become a universal language that allows all to understand and feel God's grace for us. "Great things are brought about and burdens are lightened through the efforts of many hands anxiously engaged in a good cause" (Elder M. Russell Ballard).

Saturday, February 23, 2013

The List Goes on and on and on...


Just when you think you have your life down to  a "T" (or a Q as Jessica calls it), the big man upstairs sends you a curve ball or two. Before you realize what happened, you've struck out, and you're sitting in the dug out, wondering what just happened. You think over what went wrong, think you have it figured out, and you go back up. Strike one. Strike two. Strike three. You're out. You try again- but no luck. You've struck out, game over. Try again next season.

Speech therapy seemed like the perfect job for me, but lately I've really been questioning what to do with my life. My ideal job is to be a writer, a crafty person, and a mom. Unfortunately there's this thing called 'the real world'. All I can say is… Thank goodness for a sense of humor to get through times like this. Richard G. Scott said, "A good sense of humor is an escape valve for the pressures of life".

I think I've come up with a good theory though. In heaven, there was flyers passed out and posted, announcing the big talent sign up day. But me? I’m not one for lines, and tend to do my own thing. I was probably on the side, making fun of all those people for waiting in line all day. Little did I know….

I have been working on my Southern-Belle degree though. In honor of Mardi Gras, I made gumbo for some friends. The thing about gumbo is that if it doesn't take at least 3 hours, it probably isn't a real gumbo. So, eight hours later, all of us had died and gone to heaven; it was THAT good. I had posted a picture on Facebook, but it didn't do it any justice. The smell, the taste… I felt like I was back in the good 'ole South again.

Other than making gumbo all day, my roommates and I have had a list going. "Things we'd rather do instead of study". We stole the idea from the girls across the hall from us, but we've probably come up with some real weird ones. I don't think my roommates are what people would define as 'normal', but we have so much fun. Some of our ideas:
  1. Making this list
  2. Working out
  3. Eating
  4. Cleaning my room
  5. Take a shower
  6. Vacuum
  7. Netflix
  8. Facebook stalk
  9. Solitaire
  10. Search for a major
  11. Contemplate skipping class
  12. Make out
  13. Shop
  14. Grocery shop
  15. Play card games
  16. Play board games
  17. Just Dance 3
  18. Just Dance 4
  19. Mama Mia Just Dance
  20. Gambling
  21. Disney movies
  22. Curl my hair
  23. Straighten my hair
  24. Pee
  25. Paint my nails
  26. Shave
  27. Read the scripture (working on my salvation)
  28. Have a snowball fight
  29. Bowl
  30. Laser tag
  31. Camping
  32. Karaoke
  33. Sing in the shower
  34. Road trip
  35. Watch people crash into cars when it snows
  36. Write ALLL the missionaries
  37. Go on a cruise
  38. Old maid
  39. Go to class just to pass the time
  40. Check the mail
  41. 1000 Ways to Die
  42. Skype
  43. Talk to dad about my (lack of) love life
  44. Build a snowman
  45. Drink hot chocolate
  46. Scare people out of the back of Sydney's truck (RIP)
  47. Do absolutely nothing
  48. Pandora shuffle
  49. Pace
  50. Kick the ball against the door
  51. Instagram dat joint
  52. Road trip!
  53. Laundry
  54. Brush my teeth
  55. Words with friends
  56. Pinterest
  57. Pose Ted
  58. Play MASH
  59. Peel potatoes
  60. Just jelllin
  61. Watch Michael's Hercules video
  62. Lay on the floor and sing
  63. Go to work
  64. Wish on shooting stars
  65. Jump on a trampoline
  66. Babysit
  67. Stalk the mailman
  68. Interpretative dancing
  69. "Cook" in my apron
  70. Count how many licks to the center of a lollipop
  71. Blow up balloons
  72. Read letters from Mr. Cashen
  73. VEGAS BABY
  74. Eat Brighton's chocolate (rest in peace)
  75. Zumba
  76. Follow my heart
  77. Ding-Dong Ditch people
  78. True-Blue Cookies
  79. Watcher Thunder Games
  80. All-nighters
  81. Play Nunca-Nunca
  82. Eat chocolate fondu
  83. Take a 2 hours nap and feel great
  84. Search for apartments
  85. Shop online
  86. Rearrange and organize
  87. Job hunt
  88. Make a big life decision
  89. And then change your mind 13 times
  90. JL
  91. Progress spiritually
  92. Practice our party trick
  93. Text Angie
  94. Get my act together
  95. Do sit ups with my eyes closed
  96. 2 minute plank
  97. Make fun of Shelby (don't worry, she wrote this one)
  98. Pound the chicken
  99. ROFFL
  100. Eat subway cookies
  101. Eat expired lunch meat
  102. Eat an entire bag of chips and salsa
  103. Stare into space
  104. Cry
  105. Admire the sun
  106. Download music
  107. Make one eyebrow back into two
  108. Straighten my mane
  109. Check the weather
  110. Go to Y mountain
  111. Jump off Y mountain
  112. Make cookies
  113. Then be sad once I'm fat
  114. Drink milk
  115. Change the scentsy
  116. Count Brighton's boyfriends (it's like counting sheep)
  117. Hide Mckinlee's squash
  118. Watch proposals and proposal fails on youtube
  119. And then want a boyfriend
  120. See how big the rolls can rise
  121. Watch 4 movies in a row

We've decided that one day we want to try and do all of them. With the exception of one or two, it is pretty much a typical day in our apartment. Lately it's been hitting all of us that we're going separate ways in the next few months, and we're "breaking up". Growing up is hard to do. I’m going to miss these girls. We've had too much fun together. But maybe we'll be able to get some studying in? :) Until then, we'll keep listening to Jessica blast her music in the freezing cold showers (thank you, to our awesome apartment complex that doesn't have hot water in the middle of winter) and smelling McKinlee's weird fruits that none of us had ever heard of until this year. 

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Brain (And Body) Freeze


For all of you who thought negative degrees were something only in movies, nightmares, or Antarctica, think again. The last time I checked my weather app, Provo on Saturday had a high of 12, with a low of -8. No matter how many layers you put on, you will still get a nice set of permanent chill bumps and red rosy cheeks that are a great accessory for any outfit!
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I tried to think of some New Year’s Resolutions this year, but the farthest I could get was to drink more water. However, after a few days of this, I would NOT recommend it. Drinking water has side effects. Ain’t nobody got time for that.
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Our apartment sat down to watch the Bachelor, and it was here that I realized how much I love my apartment. I don’t know what we were more intrigued with- making fun of the stupid girls on the show, or the football game we kept switching back and forth between (Go Alabama!). Yes, we may be known as “the most exclusive group on campus” or even “The Housewives of Provo”, but hey, we love a good football game. (Side note: as quoted by Brighton, “The only thing harder than getting in, is staying in”).
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Brighton and I decided to go to Costco since the weather was nice (a whopping 31 degrees), and all it did was confirm how I should not be allowed to push a cart. Distracted by the tortilla soup sample and a grumbling stomach, I nearly took out a little old lady. Luckily I only hit her cart, but it definitely caused quite a scene. “Oh my gosh! This is so embarrassing, I’m so sorry!”

 “No, no sweetheart, it was my fault!”

 “No, seriously. I’m just a terrible driver! I’m so sorry!” By this point I’m covering my face and dying laughing, accompanied by the 10-15 people around me. The kind worker tried to offer some comforting words, “Well, at least you can laugh about it?!”

Ladies and gentlemen, don’t drink and drive. Also, don’t day-dream and drive a cart on an empty stomach. Accidents happen.