Sunday, November 30, 2014

An instance where Martinelli's was spilled all over the table (Preference 2014)

It's crazy to think that I won't be going to another preference ever again! I'm super lucky that I asked the perfect guy to have a grand date.

The morning started out so so early. Unless you don't think 9am is early, then it was a reasonable time. We had three couples in our car and seven couples total, so picking everyone up/dropping everyone off took a chunk of time, but having so many people was grand! All of us are in the band together so we know each other really well.

We had five meetings to try to plan this whole date and seriously nothing was happening. We were joking around about going to Cabela's and shooting their little laser guns at the mini targets, but all of a sudden it stuck and that's what we were doing!

The three car caravan drove over to Cabela's and we bought $5 worth of tokens and shot our pretty little hearts out. Afterward, we ate free fudge samples and looked at fish with afros.

By this time, it was pouring rain. So we ran back to the cars and drove back to my friend's house to decorate cakes! One of the couples decorated one with the band logo on it to take to our director. So, as soon as we were all finished and cleaned up with our cakes, we took the cake over to our band director! He had been sick the day before and we thought it would cheer him up! He invited us in and we talked to him for a little while and then went on our way.

We had three hours to get ready for the dance. Half of that was spent trying to figure out what I was going to do with my hair. I seriously had n o  c l u e.  So of course I had to go with the tried and true messy side braid with a shnazzy headband.

I got my dress from an amazing woman who rents them out for girls like me to wear to dances like this! I fell in love with this sparkly gold dress because it kind of represents who I am: shiny, happy, and a touch of class (sometimes).

We ate chicken cordon bleu and it was amazing. Each couple had a bottle of Martinelli's and ours just happened to get shaken up and shot out of the bottle all over the table...but I don't know how that happened ;)

The dance was a riot. The walls were even sweating from all the bodies stuffed into the small reception hall. But man, was it grand. I've never had so much fun slow dancing as I did that night. Holy cow!

Saturday, September 13, 2014

my best friends birthday

my best friends birthday was yesterday. we (as her friends) had been planning for weeks as to what to do for her birthday, but nothing seemed good enough. finally, one of our friends came up with the idea to go boating and get her a cake for lunch! 
in wind symphony we gave her a dozen balloons. we attached them to her chair and after class was over we sucked helium and sang happy birthday. it was a grand time. and we ate lunch which consisted of cake and more cake.

right after school we loaded up in the boat and headed out to deer creek to go boating! it was so unbelievably cold and even with the wet suits we were freezing. and let me just say the tubing with contacts in is no bueno. but alas, it is possible to ride a tube even when you're injured! thank goodness, cause I would've not been able to do anything. 

okay lemme just tell you about this girl. ive known her for about a year and a half, but we really got close about 6 months ago. holy cow she is smart and funny and we are practically the same person which makes spending time together so super fun. I adore her and look up to her oh so much. and so happy 17 years of being on this planet my friend!

temple thursday

about a month ago two of my friends and  I went to the temple on a thursday and decided to have it become a weekly thing. we have come to know the temple workers quite well in the four weeks that we've gone. 
one of the most special things that happened while inside of the temple was that one of our friends who graduated last year was working in the temple the same time we were going. he is leaving on is mission this week, but has been working in the baptistery for a while now. he baptised us when we were inside and it seriously was one of the coolest experiences. it just went and showed us what a great missionary our friend is going to be. 
sadly, we have to change the time we go on thursdays, so all the temple workers will be different when we go for the next little while. but the spirit in the temple will never change. i love seeing my friends inside the temple doing the work of The Lord, and it just strengthens my testimony knowing how strong my friends are in the gospel. 
here's to many more months of weekly temple visits. 

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

something familiar (aka i have my boot back on)

i'm legit having an lol moment at myself because i suck at being safe and not being clumsy.
here i am, back in this boot that knows me oh too well. i've spent so many hours trapped inside of this complex contraption, but i've also healed a lot of wounds inside of this thing. and when i say a lot, i mean a lot of wounds.
two weeks ago i landed on my foot a little funny while i was jazz running at rehearsal, but i didn't really think much of it. i mean, it just hurt a little! but once it was swollen for a couple weeks i thought it was a good idea to get it checked out by a doctor. and so to the doctor i went.
the doctor instantly thought it was a stress fracture when he heard of my situation, but after thorough investigation and three xrays, we found that there was no breakage of any kind inside of my foot. you may ask, but why does it hurt? to which i (and the doctor) answer that we have no idea. lucky me.
he decided to stick me in my boot for two weeks and take it easy and see what happens from there.

we have our first marching band show in three weeks. pray, guys, that i get better. cause i have a solo. and it's my senior year. and so help me i cannot be injured for my last year of band cause that just flat out sucks. i know it's just a little thing, but it would be much appreciated.

Sunday, August 31, 2014

We make a lot of cookies I guess

 Wow life is just grand right now.
My ward friends and I have a tradition of making cookies on Sundays. If you wanna see another post about this, check it out. The top photo was one of the first times we got together to make cookies.

//okay im scouring my journal to see when the first time was that we made cookies haha//

February 16, 2014 was the first day we every instigated what we now call #sweetservicesunday. We only had three people come over (Bradyn, Brianna, and Josue) and we made cookies so we could take them to our ward friends who just recently moved. We made 60+ cookies that night.
We gave them to a man who just got shingles in our ward that is like our grandpa. It seriously cheered him up big time and made us feel so good! And we also took them to our friend who just got her wisdom teeth out.

March 2, 2014 was the next time we made cookies. That is what the picture is above! We gave our friend 17 cookies because it was his 17th birthday. We made interlacing cards and that was exciting.

March 30, 2014 was the next time. We had 7 people come over that time. We took some more to our shingle-inflected ward grandpa and he told us some fantastic stories from his teenage years. He bought a car for $50 and at that time gas was only $0.19. He used to steal old tires on sundays for his car which I thought was absolutely hilarious. We took some more to our friends who moved and another family in the ward. We also took some cookies to a guy in our ward who was home from his mission who was recovering from surgery. He told us some mission stories and it was so great. I got really excited to go on a mission just talking to him about it.

June 8, 2014 is the second picture up there and the next time we got together. We finally decided to call it #sweetservicesunday. We took them to a friend who was really sad and it was kind of awkward hahahaha. Then we took them to another two friends from PG, and then our shingle-inflicted ward grandpa, and two cute older married return missionaries who live on the corner.

July 6, 2014 and cue photo number three. That was the next time we made cookies together! We only took cookies to a good AF friend of mine and it was kinda weird cause only some people knew her, but it was fun!

July 20, 2014 came next and we took them to some of our friends in the ward that had birthdays. We gave another plate to our shingle grandpa, and a family in the ward. We had three extra plates left over, and it was about 10:00 at night, so we stood by the stop sign (all 8 of us teenage hooligans) and yelled at people who stopped at the stop sign to see if they wanted some cookies. One car rolled their window down, but then didn't want our cookies. Thankfully, a guy in a truck took the cookies and went on his merry way. Ha. We then took them to our sunday school teachers and left them two plates.

July 27, 2014 this was the day for the old people in the ward. We went to town with all the old people we knew! We visited this precious old lady who was extremely grateful to see us and chat for a second. We visited a cute old couple who used to be our sunday school teachers a couple of years ago and it was just grand to be able to sit and talk to them for 30 minutes.

August 3, 2014 came next. 11 people came. We found out that our cute old couple who used to be our sunday school teachers really appreciated the visit from the week before. They were feeling down about their new sunday school class and that they weren't reaching the kids, and us visiting them really cheered them up. And the precious return missionary couple stopped us while we were rampaging the town and said that we were doing something really good. So we gave him a plate of cookies. 

August 17, 2014 We had 9 people there that time. We went to our ward grandpa, our friend's house, and who other homes in the ward. It was awesome. It felt like our last crazy thing before school started.

August 31, 2014 aka today. We had 13 people today (cue the last picture, and one person isn't in the photo) We made 7 plates of cookies, but only got to visit 6 people. Seriously, our group has gotten so dang big. It's pretty much half of the youth of the ward comin over to my house to make cookies. Hey, but I'm not complaining. It is so much fun to spend time together and visit people in our ward and make their night with cookies.
Today was kinda special because we visited a lady who's husband is bedridden and has been through such an ordeal through the last year and she was so grateful for us to come and bring her cookies to make her day a little better. That is seriously why we do it. It is grand and I love my friends.

Alright here are the stats so far:
Days of #sweetservicesunday: 10
Plates of cookies taken (give or take a few): 39
Most people to show up: 13
How long we've been doing this: 6 months

Saturday, July 19, 2014

1:00 in the morning and we're just gettin started

 I fell asleep at 6:00 in the evening and woke up to my alarm at 12. We left our houses at 12:30 and started hiking at 1:00.
The first hour we used our headlamps, but when the moon came over the mountains we turned them off and hiked by the light of the moon. Hiking in the dark makes the time go by pretty fast. But when we got to the last stretch of the hike, I was on the verge of death. My poor feet hadn't hiked that far since I had surgery, but I pushed through. My steps were slower and slower, but the kept going forward.
We kinda took a wrong turn after the saddle and before the peak, so we had to backtrack and figure out how to get there. The little shack on the top of the mountain kept getting bigger and bigger and I was so ready to just be at the top!
I made it, finally. Whew! Holy crap and hot dang. Wow it was such a hike. It was gorgeous cause the sun started rising through the clouds and we could see practically everything.
We decided to take a different trail back down, and go through the glacier. Before we got to the glacier, we took a wrong trail. We were on the trail 10 feet above the one we were supposed to be on, so we climbed down a cliff and went on our way. Except I was terrified and real scared. But I did it.

We finally got to the glacier! Okay, the glacier was half melted and the rest was rocks rocks rocks all over the place.

We climbed down the rocks, and started to slide on the snow. I didn't think my butt would ever be able to feel anything ever again. I was so numb all on my hands and bottom. Goodness gracious it was so cold.
Then we took the journey through the rock park at the bottom. It went on forever. So yikes to that.
We hauled all the way back, so sorry for not getting any photos of the pretty flowers! It was gorgeous though.

Hello 17 mile hike! Yay for getting to cross that off my bucket list!

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

spiritual zombies and able-bodied ladies

 AKA girls camp. ha
So I didn't really realize how much furking work it was going to be as a stake YCL. (youth camp leader I think is what that means) I legit had zero time to sit and relax and hang out. We were going at it all freaking day, but I really appreciated the hard work after it was done. It was like I accomplished something grand, you know?
So much happened that I can't even possibly begin to explain, so let me just go off of these photos

Okay, but really about this hipster lessons. Are we hipster yet? What even is a hipster? How do you become one? Why do you want to be one? Ha. Anyway these donuts were delish.

The first day we took the stake through a time machine back to Jesus' time so they could see what life was like back then. The theme was I walked where Jesus walked, and so we were trying to physically show them that! We had a bazaar where all the YCLs dressed up in the time period and told stories and sold things. It was fantastic.

 Megan and I slept on the hammock every night instead of the army tent they set up for all 12 of us stake YCLs. Nothing against having carpet in our tent and actually being able to stand in it, but there's something about sleeping under the stars that just gets me, ya know?
Um I'm saying ya know a lot and I don't know why. Wut

We brought these hilarious cat pictures to camp to hang up in random places, so at midnight after our showers, we went and stuck them up. This is our ward's board that had all the pictures of the girls in the camp on it. We put the cat up there ha.

 I rappelled down a mountain before we got in canoes. It was one of the most frightening and fun experiences of my whole life. They pretty much had to coach me to go over the edge of the cliff, and then half of the way down I was so terrified that I just walked down. Ha. The two guys at the bottom, one of them my next door neighbor, were coaxing me to jump and jump and eventually to hang upside down haha. And I did it! I got all the way down and had a complete blast doing it.

That night we had a visit from the 10 virgins. Each YCL led a ward around to see each virgin's 'house' and get to converse with them. The ones that struck me the most were the foolish virgins who only talked about themselves. And the first virgin who was Christlike. We had first seen the foolish virgins and felt such a lack of the spirit in our hearts and we arrived at the virgin who was portraying the christlike attribute and there was a sense of coming home. It really struck me that I am every single one of the virgins in one way or another, and that they are all in us.
After we went around to all the virgins, we all got back together again, and watched as the call for the bridegroom came and the 5 foolish virgins were scrambling for oil and they couldn't get any. They all expressed their remorse for not preparing to see the bridegroom.
Each member of camp had received a vile of oil prior to this experience. At the door of the presentation, we were each given a battery powered candle. Those with their oil had a working battery inside their candle, and those without their oil were left with a dead battery. It really spoke to me about preparing now to see Christ!

We took our 2nd year gals on a 5 mile hike around the mountains. Holla at us totally haulin' up and down that mountain! We were back in time to go watersliding!
We washed each others feet like Jesus did to his apostles and it was splendid. Especially after hiking a million miles! Holy guacamole.

Fruit pizzas are bomb. And so are testimony meetings in the rain when it's pitch black outside. I love it.

The last night we went padding. hahahaha. We took 50 pads and stuck them everywhere around camp and it was hilarious. The trouble we got in afterward was not so hilarious.

We dressed in our Holy Land outfits to say goodbye to the wards as they reentered the time machine. What an experience.


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