“Make all the boys marshmallows go ‘WHAAA’!!”

One of my roommates bought a new coat over the Thanksgiving break. It’s a cute coat, but as soon as she put in on we burst into laughter! In unison the roommates yell “You like a marshmallow!!” I say make up for it by saying “But a very, very cute marshmallow!” But the icing on cake was when the quietest roommate chimes in saying “You’ll make all the boy marshmallows go ‘WHAAA’!!” The next instant we were once again on the floor rolling in laughter. But the marshmallow references didn’t stop flying there, the next moment the Hawaiian got out some marshmallows and literally sent them flying. The next ten minutes were dedicated to a marshmallow war, but soon we joined forces and selected a single target… the neighbors! Ammunition collected, strategy planned, we threw open the back door and charged. Ambushing the neighbors while they were in the kitchen went perfectly. We had the tactical advantage and we claimed our victory! I personally think it was a night well spent.

Ward Slideshow

This past semester has been very memorable with my ward. For the first VERY awkward pizza social, to relief society team building activity, capture the flag, a neon dance and classic skating, things have gone from awkward to awesome. Tonight was fun, once again pizza was present at our get together, but this time everyone was comfortably talking with one another, laughing and joking around, a complete 180 from the first time we met up. After scrumptious pizza we watched a slide show of pictures taken from the first week of school till last week. It was reassuring and fun to be able to recognize people, know their names and be able to recall memories created with them. The only annoying part is this slide show reminded me of girls camp, where every picture that pops up people scream as if they have never seen a picture of them before! Kills me! And then I feel bad when people don’t cheer or scream for those less socially competent kids, and you know that they realize what’s going on. Even if I try to fill in the silence, the awkward, embarrassing has registered. But all in all it was an awesome night. With so many boys and a few girls leaving, it was fun to reminisce one last night.

Cash and Cookies

I may be 1500 miles away from home, but it still seems that my daddy knows exactly what I need and when I need it. As I opened the mailbox that day a week ago I was so excited to see a letter from my dad, his handwriting is so distinct that I knew it couldn’t be from anyone but him. I broke the seal of the envelope and opened the car within. Instantly tears of love and gratitude rolled down my cheeks. Inside what a small note, telling me I needed to take time and treat myself. Inside was a gift card for this super amazing cookie dough, and some cash. How he know that that is what I needed I can only begin to fathom. It’s a comfort to know that my parents are still in tune with what I need, even if I don’t tell them. Though the money was meant for me to go have fun, I can’t think of anything better to spend it on then Christmas presents for them! I can’t wait to see their faces on Christmas!

Dear Santa…

The Christmas list this year was a bit more difficult to come up with to send off to “Santa.” I never thought I would ask for tights, boots, and sweaters in one year, but the climate of this fantastic university called for desperate measures.
My favorite Christmas wish I heard this year came from a roommates grandma, she told us of a time when she was here at school (yes these dorms are THAT OLD!). In one window girls had put up a sign saying:
Dear Santa,
I ask nothing for myself, I simply ask that you bring my mother a son-in-law.

8 Cow apartment

In the dorm rooms I live there are three bedrooms and with two girls in each. I have become the best of friends with the girls in my dorm. We were meant to live with each other!! Though moments we do get on each other’s nerves, we’ve learned how to deal it the little things and except the person for who they are. But something seemed to be missing… well two somethings actually. Two girls from the our neighboring apartment have become our adoptive roommates. One night in during our traditional laughter and all around good times we decided to give our apartment a nickname that acknowledged our two new roomies. The 8 Cow Apartment was born. Don’t be fooled though, we’re not calling ourselves heifers; we are simply recognizing not only our newest members, but our worth as well. For each and every one of us is an 8 cow kind of a girl!!! (confused, look up jonny lingo)

SNOW

I can't decided if I love or hate the crystallized precipitation. Don't get me wrong, the white blanket of freshly fallen snow is enchanting, can will inevitably put you in the Christmas spirit as you catch yourself humming "I'm dreaming of a white Christmas.." But when the white turns to gray slush, and the frigid wetness seeps into your shoes, your pants, your gloves and your coat, I begin chanting a different phrase, "Bah humbug!"
But living in this western state I knew this white stuff was coming sooner or later. ( though at times I was praying for later.. MUCH later!!)
Since I haven't lived in a snowy place for so long, it has been enjoyable to re-experience it, not to mention watching my Hawaiian roommate experience it for the first time!! In those moments when she is frolicking in the snow in bare feet, just to run back inside claiming her toes are Popsicles, you can't help but smile.
I'm just afraid the snow is going to get REALLY old, REALLY fast!!!!!

The gullible one: the things I do for my sisters...

I am the youngest of four kids. I have two sisters and a brother. Though my siblings are a few years older then me, we are very close! We love to hang out, to laugh and joke and do silly things... I think we get it from our parents.
People say that the youngest child is the most spoiled, and they always get there way. Well my friends, that is a LIE!!! I am not spoiled and I most certainly do not get my way! My lot is life has made me the brunt of many of these silly moments and situations. Though as I have gotten older and have learned to fight back with comments of whit myself, it seems I have one flaw. I'm gullible!! I admit it! But we warned, it seems that my sisters are the only ones that have a complete grip on how to manipulate me to do their bidding, so don't try to pull anything on me. I'm smarter then you think.
The moments I catch myself doing something for my sister to get a good laugh (though I must say that I laugh with them, they aren't as evil as I'm making them out to be, promise)always seems to be in a moment when they have a camera. Though some moments aren't THAT terrible, it can still be quite.. interesting
Its healthy to laugh at yourself and others every now and then, so here are some pictures of my willingness to give in for your pure entertainment...
1. "Do the sweater people!"
2. "pretend to be a rock"
3. "pretend like you're falling off the bridge"
4. sign reads "no pets on grass"
5. "Go stand in the really short bathroom stalls"
6 and 7. "Lets go to down town memphis so we can find really run down places to take pictures of you in a prom dress!"
8. "go stand and smile under Wendy's hair!"
... the things I do for my siblings...