Springy Dingy

Hey ya'll.

It's the first day of school! And out of 3 classes I only had one today that was not cancelled. And all my classes start at 10:15 instead of 7:45! You could say I'm a bit excited about that. However, I am not excited for my first math class in 2 years. I'm definitely going to need some divine help for that one. And a stupid required online class. I hoped to never have to take an online class in my undergrad experience. But that's another story.

The week off was a definite needed break. Some nifty things that were learned and happened over break were:

-sleeping in!

-staying up late having pillow talk with my hubby :)

-reading the Hunger Games trilogy

-trying out new cooking recipes (I'm getting the hang of this when I have unlimited amounts of time! I'm a super slow cooker, though. A quesadilla or a pitcher of Crystal Light can take up to 20 minutes. I tend to be a perfectionist, which means cold side dishes sometimes.)

-going on random car rides with the hubster to nowhere (we did have a destination in mind, we just couldn't find it)

-realizing the last movie rental store in Rexburg has gone out of business :( We are now plagued with having to drive to Idaho Falls if we want to get a movie older than 6 months or a good 'ol fashioned 90's movie like "Honey I Shrunk the Kids" if the local gas station doesn't have them. Stupid Redbox.

-figuring out how to entertain oneself for almost 5 hours in Barnes and Noble.

-Kim Kardashian's butt is huge. (They had a plentiful magazine rack)

-learning how to go into lots of your favorite clothing stores that were having sales and not buy ANYTHING. not even those cute floral barrettes that were 2 for 1. Sigh.

-learning that keeping your 2 whole dollars in your wallet is very difficult at the mall.

-I loved seeing my family! My sisters are the sweetest! However, I never thought seeing immediate family would be more rare than seeing extended family. :/

-going to a new hot springs! Green Canyon hot springs may be in the boonies of nowhere, and have ghetto bathrooms, but it's got a wicked natural hot tub. And lots of cute pot-bellied kids in bikinis.

-learned that throwing a pretty expensive (and sentimental) ring as a sinking pool toy to fetch from the bottom of the pool is not a good game to play in a ginormous pool. And having screaming "Marco Polo" kids swishing up the water does not help. And not having goggles is a great disadvantage.

- Moose are kind of cute from the side of the road. Behind a fence. Across a river.

-It's never too early for Girl Scout Cookies!

-It seems as though you do not have enough time to accomplish things when said things are pertinent to your educational pursuits. When they are for your own personal enjoyment, you have waay to much time to accomplish them.

-bleaching a denim jacket to a lighter color in your bathtub actually works! If you don't mind not having a window in the bathroom and getting high off the fumes for 2 days.

-Sometimes unplanned activities are the most fun.

-Nature is beautiful!

-Daytime television gets old really fast.

-So does cookie crisp cereal. (Talk about chainsaw to the roof of your mouth. Yeesh.)

-my husband can work the "Friar Tuck" look.

-I loved having a girls sleepover with two old roomies when they came and stayed with me! It made me miss our old times together!

-Never take fragrance advice from a gay-ish salesman at a teeny-bopper store.

-Costa Vida is the question. Yes is the answer.

-After being the center of attention for your own wedding, it's nice to attend someone else's where you can sit back, only talk to 2 people, eat some cake, and be on the sidelines.

-Derek now looks like a guy from "Prison Break". (We have too much fun with his hair.)

-You're too bored for your own good when you decide to watch an Animal Planet show about the fuzziest kittens.

-I love storms and extreme weather. Something about a charcoal black sky and lightning over the fields is enchanting and exciting.

-Also, we saw a really cool hawk soaring over a field on one of our drives. It was rather windy that day, so he wasn't flapping his wings, just gliding. The only problem was, he wasn't moving anywhere. He was facing the headwind and wasn't making much progress. So we pass by him and wish him luck on his journey. About 45 minutes later when we were heading back home, the hawk was still there! In the exact same spot in the air, facing the same way, trying to get somewhere. Then we just felt bad for him. I realized that sometimes life is that way. We feel like we are heading in the right direction, but not going anywhere at all. I have felt like this lately in my life. I just feel like I'm perpetually going to school. But the worrysome part is, I have no idea what's going to happen when this is over. I'm tired of classes and doing the same thing every day, but it's also much scarier to think of what happens after I get my diploma. Do I want to try for more schooling? Get a job right away? Will I be pregnant? (hopefully not yet!) So many unanswered questions that are floating around my head. But despite me looking like the hawk that was going nowhere, I know that eventually I will get there. Wherever  "there" is. And I will find a place where I am supposed to be and I will be happy there. Just like the hawk will reach his destination. At least I hope so. I hope he is not still there right now! Haha

Spring semester is already weird. I've never had to start school all over again at this point in the year. And I feel like I just finished my hard work of completing classes, getting well-earned grades, and tying up loose ends. And now I have to start all over again?! It's like in the family home evening lesson I had when I was 10 when dad asked me to draw a really good picture of a temple and a picture of myself. I spent hours on them, perfecting the tiniest details and making them look professional (as professional as a 10-year-old could make). Then when it came time for family home evening, dad asked for my pictures and then proceeded to COLOR ON THEM WITH SHARPIE MARKERS!! His point was that our Heavenly Father is disappointed when we color on ourselves (tattoos, piercings, graffiti, etc) just as much (or more) as I was to have my drawings ruined. So yes. My classes were my masterpiece that I spent all semester on and now I have to start all over on them! Bleh.

And pretty much all of my classes are now required major courses that I just have to get through because I have been putting them off. But I am excited for my volleyball class :) I start tomorrow and I'm hoping it's hard core (I never quite got my fill of competitive volleyball after freshman year of high school) with knee pads, legit uniforms, a ref, and screeching of skin against the hardwood floor for a dive. (Jk. But not really.) However, this is BYU-Idaho and they are not known for their sports, let alone sport classes. So I have accepted the fact that it may be a class filled with short guys picking their nose and prissy freshman who just took the class because it is easy and will scream and throw their hands up in the air when the ball is heading toward their quadrant of the court.

I am excited for the nice weather though :)
I do need to purchase some shorts in preparation of this extreme change, however. Because after spending the past 6 summers in Washington, you can usually get away with some jeans and a light jacket. And if it's really balmy, you can break out the flip flops. (it's like perpetual spring weather there. Rain all the time and mild weather. Rather boring actually.) But no beachy tan, popsicles on a hot day, or swimming in the lake other than that one random hot week in mid-August. 80 degrees. Whoo. It's a killer. So I am looking forward to actual seasons here. Where it's hot in the summer and ice cream is always the best option and the winter is ski heaven. (I miss that already btw)

I miss having my twin seester here at school with me :/ Make some mean donuts at Krispy Kreme this summer, sis! It will all pay off in the end! (No literally. You will get paid. and have a fat bank account come autumn time. haha. ) I luff you!

And I luff all you readers as well :)

Confessions

I just need to get a few things off my chest...

-I just had an epiphany as of 3 days ago the origin of the term "5 o'clock shadow". Apparently it means that by 5 o'clock in the evening guys have a little scruff of a beard because the last time they shaved was in the morning of that day. I definitely thought it meant that by 5 o'clock there are shadows outside getting longer (of houses and trees because the sun is setting) and therefore causing a shadow on men's faces as well, which is manifest by some whiskers on their chin. Derek enlightened me on that one.

-Garlic breath does not go away easily. Brushing teeth several times, milk consumption, swishing mouthwash, chewing gum, and spraying listerine in your mouth don't work. Let's just say it likes to linger for quite some time (like, days on end and tends to stink up the whole bedroom while you breath it out in your sleep and you might wake up in a rotting pizza shop.)

-I found a cute outfit to wear to church last sunday and got so excited about it!  So, I get all the way clean, primped, dressed, fed, out the door, to church, and sitting in my seat prepared to be spiritually fed. Which is when I realized that in my rushed and proud enlightenment of fashion, I had forgotten to put on a bra. Yes folks, a bra. The same item of clothing that was introduced into my wardrobe since I was 10 (I was an early bloomer, okay?) and have worn everyday since, was mindlessly forgotten in a trade-up of wardrobe priorities. So I was flyin' free for the first 20 minutes of the meeting. Haven't we all? (Needless to say, upon the realization and the look of horror I shot Derek after I realized my mistake, I rushed home and fixed my problem. I have since had a much more humble opinion of my outfits. Because no outfit looks good without a bra. Bleh.)

-I'm sure one of the stories that will make its way to being told to our children as the years pass, is how when your father and I were first married, we lived in an oversized closet of an apartment and on the bottom floor. We had not a care in the world as to how loudly we walked and stomped on our floor, since only dirt was below us. But the people upstairs also had that carefree attitude. And constant stomping, yelling, and vacuuming was our lullaby each night when we went to sleep. And how once during an argument upstairs, we grabbed a kitchen chair, put it on our bed, and while one of us held the bottom of the chair, the other one stood on said chair and placed a cup to the ceiling and tried to hear the conversation. Because it was a Friday night and we were bored. All this effort led to no avail, but it was quite an adventure.


-This past weekend was the first weekend I spent away from my sweetheart since we have been married. That part was not fun. Derek had a bunch of tests and needed to focus on them and stay home. I wanted to go to Festival of Colors and visit my fam in Orem for the weekend. So I did just that. And the festival was fun (just a once in a lifetime sort of thing, though. Prob wouldn't go again. Maybe.) and seeing fam was fun as well. But sleeping alone was not fun. And not having my best friend around was not fun. But having a great sister by my side made up for a lot of it :)

-I am really curious as to what my kids will look like. Will they have brown hair? Brown eyes? Blonde hair? Blue eyes? (the last two are highly unlikely) Freckles? Pale skin? Be short or tall? It just fascinates me to wonder how my genes will combine with Derek's to create a little person. (Don't think that I am thinking of having children soon, cuz I'm not. Just curiosity.)

-I still want more snow. It would be best if it could stay warm outside and still snow a lot. And we could play in the warm snow (but it wouldn't melt)

-I have to have my socks match. Have to.

-I want a puppy. (But y'all already knew that :) )

-All baby animals are cute. Even alligators.

-Buy a plunger before you need a plunger.

That is all.