Friday, December 18, 2009


new blog.

too much effort to redo this whole one.
promise the new one will be way cooler.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

yesterday is here

sometimes i wish technology had lived up to what hollywood in the 80's predicted.

because that way, like in pretty in pink, i could start IMing the fantastically beautiful boy sitting across from me even though we don't know each other (yet).

at least we got facebook.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

new morning

big changes coming to the blog.

as soon as i stop being so lazy.

in the meantime, check out this awesome picture of my room mate & me:

Saturday, July 25, 2009

vibes and stuff

school starts up in a month & i'm really not ready. all.
i'm signed up for 2 classes that i don't even need, but the ones i needed are full. i have to officially change my major. i have to take a lot of math. i don't like school.
on top of that i have to move out of one parent's house and into the other's. which i'm excited for of course, but moving is also a chore and i realized i have a lot of stuff and clothes and things and a cat.
but here is where i am really losing it:
i miss my missionary tom.
but i also miss my ex boyfriend cory.
and i miss my best friend jimmy.
who is partially responsible for making cory my ex.
and cory is partially responsible for making jimmy not hang out with me.
did i mention i miss tom?
i don't say this very often because i generally prefer the company
of gentlemen over ladies. but. boys are so dumb.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

my first child

on july 14 2008, i was a much different person than i am on july 14 2009.
i was about 20 pounds smaller and had just gotten the cast on my broken wrist replaced, much to my dismay. despite my injury i was enjoying spending the summer with tom, getting ready for my senior year, and awaiting the arrival of morgan.
on july 14 2008, morgan wasn't here yet. but i already felt a bond with him. i felt him kick when he was still in tasha's belly and i loaned my surround sound headphones to his parents to make sure he would come into this world listening to the good stuff. i had never really been around babies a lot but i knew i liked them and i was definitely excited for this one to get here.
i don't like to get church-y on the blog (or really ever) but a few weeks prior to morgan's birth my dad had given me a blessing to try to help me out with some back to school anxiety (among other things). and in it he mentioned a connection that i would have with this new baby, and from that moment on i did feel a little bit like he was just my little guy.
throughout this past year i've felt like i had a lot more downs than ups. it was a little harder than i anticipated to say goodbye to tom, school provided more stress and challenges than i was prepared for, and it's been difficult for me to connect with people. but since his first day, morgan has made me happy. i can always make him smile, he lets me feed him and hold him even when his parents are around, he stops fussing when i sing to him, and he is always excited to see me. even people who don't know me very well (but especially those who do) tell me how obvious it is that i'm crazy about that little boy.
he was my first nephew and the first baby on either side of the family. everybody was already excited for him to come into the world, but i don't think any of us knew just how much we were missing before he came around.
so what i'm trying to say, is that morgan was one of the best things to ever happen to me. and probably his parents. and this first year watching him grow and learn and turn into the sweet little person he already is has been pretty amazing. and i'm so excited for every year to come.

Monday, July 13, 2009


sometimes i'm embarrassed for what other people do.

just curious..

i can't help but wonder how gerard butler can go from doing movies like this..

and this..

and then be in movies like these.

Wednesday, May 06, 2009


i get stressed out when boys smell girls' hair on tv and think it's all romantic.
because if a boy did that to me in real life, he would be grossed out.
i never wash my hair.