essence of emma

just a couple of letters...

2012-02-01T20:14:00.000-08:00

Dear Utah Winter of '12,

You sure know how to treat a girl. My ability to endure the dormant season has increased over time, but this January may spoil everything. You've raised the bar: I'm going to expect every winter from here on out to be just as mild.

Dear MacArthur,

I've been talking about you to a lot of people lately. Remember when we used to go swimming at the Riverside Country Club, and you would hit on the high-school girls tanning in their bikinis? They didn't quite know how to react to you, but they loved to watch you waddle to the edge of the diving board, perform your little monologue, and throw yourself into the water. I didn't realize how much I would miss your chubby little self. Let's do something together again real soon.

Dear Becca,

Me + You + The Middle of the Dance Floor. Check it. This weekend is going to be fabulous.

Dear Mal,

Thank you for teaching me to be vulnerable. I had no idea what that really meant until I met you, but it is a lesson that will forever change the way I look at myself and other people. I appreciate your willingness to share so much with me. And thank you for having the courage to embrace change. The next few months are going to be so strange, but I have a feeling that they will yield results that neither of us anticipated. I hope you remember that no matter where you go, your friendship will always mean the world to me.

Dear Change,

We are in the middle of a MAJOR love-hate relationship. Thank you (?) for reminding me how comfortable I was -- and how much growing I still have left to do. I just wish you weren't so ambiguous. I like having a plan, you know?

sage advice

2012-01-07T11:58:00.000-08:00

I hope you will have a wonderful year, that you'll dream dangerously and outrageously, that you'll make something that didn't exist before you made it, that you will be loved and that you will be liked and that you will have people to love and to like in return. And, most importantly (because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now), that you will, when you need to be, be wise, and that you will always be kind.

-- Neil Gaiman, author of Stardust

Image found here.

obligatory post

2012-01-04T20:27:00.000-08:00

I am really struggling to come up with a post for the New Year. Truthfully, I'm a little agitated because I feel like a profound/reminiscent/goal-oriented post is so utterly NECESSARY. But it isn't.

So, here's to a new year of rolling with the punches. Of letting go of social norms [read: earth-shattering resolutions] and being content with the fact that I currently feel a little funky. The universe will not collapse if I start my New Year a week late.

I am still an ambitious person.

I still like to dream.

And I will continue to embrace & love life.

The universe (and I) really need to remember that.

P.S. If you find my creative energy, will you please let me know? Negative Nancy and I hate feeling so blasé.

merry christmas!

2011-12-25T17:23:00.000-08:00

Jesus is the Living Christ, the immortal Son of God. He is the great King Immanuel, who stands today on the right hand of His Father. He is the light, the life, and the hope of the world. His way is the path that leads to happiness in this life and eternal life in the world to come. God be thanked for the matchless gift of His divine Son.

-- excerpt from The Living Christ

Image found here.

taking a ride

2011-12-12T22:26:00.000-08:00

Anyone who imagine that bliss is normal is going to waste a lot of time running around shouting that he's been robbed. The fact is that most putts don't drop. Most beef is tough. Most children grow up to be just ordinary people. Most successful marriages require a high degree of mutual toleration. Most jobs are more often dull than otherwise...

Life is like an old-time rail journey--delays, sidetracks, smoke, dust, cinders, and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed. The trick is the thank the Lord for letting you have the ride.

-- Jenkin Lloyd Jones, Newspaper Columnist

As quoted by President Gordon B. Hinckley here.

Image found here.

whelp...

2011-12-04T21:00:00.000-08:00

01. I obviously didn't make it through my gratitude days of November. To be honest, it was a little bit liberating to let the whole idea slide. It wasn't an important goal, and I'm always a little terrified that this blog may sound too narcissistic. I am grateful for many things, but perhaps I should be grateful for those blessings as they come along -- instead of trying to catalogue them in one big sweep.

02. It was bitterly cold today. Hot chocolate, toast, and homemade cookies were naturally on this afternoon's menu. I ate each item with relish whilst wrapped in a blanket next to our Christmas tree. 'Twas perfection.

03. I miss home
.

04. I've been listening to the audio recording of Harry Potter at work. It has been a long -- but delightful -- process. Harry just went on his first (and last) date with Cho Chang, and my heart went out to the poor kid. Infatuation is a killer.

05. Mint + Chocolate = Not My Thing. It's a shame, especially with the recent influx of Christmas goodies -- too many treats keep striking out!

Image found here.

gratitude 15: taco tuesday

2011-11-15T20:00:00.000-08:00

Best. day. of. the. week.

Shredded beef tacos for an American peso.

Such a sweet deal.

gratitude 14: life!

2011-11-14T19:47:00.000-08:00

Phew.

I've made it!

Here's to 25 years.

Cheers.

gratitude 13: cousins

2011-11-13T18:51:00.000-08:00

Today I am grateful for cousins. There are only a few of us left in Provo, but we got together for dinner tonight anyway. I love hearing about what everyone is up to -- and we did our best to fill each other in on all the family gossip. It feels good to laugh with people that love you -- even when you make a fool of yourself. :)

gratitude 12: the temple

2011-11-12T21:56:00.000-08:00

It was a beautiful day.

Image found here.

gratitude 11: freedom & fireworks

2011-11-11T21:14:00.000-08:00

Today I'm grateful for the men and women in uniform that currently serve or have served our nation in an effort to protect the freedoms that we enjoy.

I am spending the weekend in Rural America, and this small country town is celebrating 11/11/11 by shooting fireworks off at 11:11 PM. What better way to end the day than in true American fashion? Happy Veteran's Day!

Image found here.

gratitude 10: over and out

2011-11-10T22:28:00.000-08:00

Holy smokes. I am so grateful this marathon day is over. Sometimes the best blessing is knowing that you can wake up and try again tomorrow. Night!

gratitude 09: strong and healthy bones

2011-11-09T21:41:00.000-08:00

Today a substitute teacher at the middle school asked me if I was a student. He was obviously having a hard time pinpointing my role in the classroom. It was kind of an awkward conversation; I didn't want to embarrass him -- but let's be honest, I was fifteen ten years ago. Our interchange made me laugh.

That being said, I am grateful for a strong, healthy, youthful body. I don't use the word youthful to be vain; I only use it to typify this stage of life. I can count on one hand the number of times that I remember going to see a doctor. It is a huge blessing to know that everything inside of me is beating and pumping and producing the way that it should. I really enjoy this mortal experience and am so glad to have a body that enables me to do all that I dream of doing.

gratitude 08: clean laundry

2011-11-08T21:03:00.000-08:00

I feel like I do an abnormal amount of laundry -- but I just can't wear dirty jeans. I'm grateful for an apartment with a washer and a dryer, and for roommates who put up with the fact that my clothes are always being wrung, tumbled, and draped up to dry.

gratitude 07: swiss onion soup

2011-11-07T20:22:00.000-08:00

The happiest people I know are not those who find their golden ticket; they are those who, while in pursuit of worthy goals, discover and treasure the beauty and sweetness of the everyday moments. They are the ones who, thread by daily thread, weave a tapestry of gratitude and wonder throughout their lives. These are they who are truly happy.

-- President Dieter F. Uchtdorf, "Forget Me Not"

...

Today's blessing seems rather trivial, but it makes me happy. Zupas serves their Swiss onion soup for a limited time each fall -- and it's back! I dream about this soup, and one of these days I am going to figure out how to duplicate it. #importantlifegoal

Go get some!

the sound of music

2011-11-06T20:53:00.001-08:00

We piled on Courtney's bed this afternoon and watched the Sound of Music. I'll admit: I had a hard time watching this movie growing up. It seemed so long, and I didn't really understand the Captain's political scruples or grasp the emotion behind Maria's flight from the fancy dinner party. This afternoon, however, I was able to detect previously unnoticed dimensions of Maria -- dimensions that extended beyond her love for children and music. She was so much more than a spunky governess, and I began to understand her wrestle with her relationship with God and her role as a woman, wife, and mother. Needless to say, I have mended my ways and repented of my wary regard for this movie. I am suddenly in love with the entire thing, and I'm looking forward to the time when I am able to watch it again.

Image found here.

gratitude 06: this weekend

2011-11-06T16:57:00.001-08:00

It has been such a fabulous weekend. We had Stake Conference, and both Saturday and Sunday's sessions were inspiring. I really love and admire our Stake Presidency and thought their messages were tender and uplifting. The stories and metaphors that they shared will stick with me for a long time, and I am grateful for the food for thought.

This weekend was also full of friends, food, sweatpants, and back-scratches. I am so grateful for the many, many people that filtered in and out of our front door. There are so many good people in this world, and I feel very blessed to be surrounded by such wonderful individuals. My heart is full.

gratitude 05: siblings

2011-11-05T14:57:00.000-07:00

Please notice Dakota's one eyeball in the top right-hand corner.

So unbelievably typical.

Circa 2006.

It has been so fun having everyone home -- all together again.

I would do anything for these crazy kids. I hope they know that.

Being the Big Blister is the best.

gratitude 04: female protagonists

2011-11-04T14:28:00.000-07:00

Every girl needs a few good role models.

I'm grateful for the female characters in literature that showed me

that being smart is so much better than being beautiful --

and that girls with courage always end up

being the heroine of their own story.

Here are some of my favorite female protagonists:

Anne Shirley

Claudia Kincaid

Elizabeth Bennet

Hermione Granger

and, of course, Nancy Drew.

Google images found here, here, here, here, and here.

gratitude 03: sleep

2011-11-03T21:55:00.000-07:00

I just caught myself trying to squeeze chapstick onto my toothbursh.

It is obviously bedtime.

I'm grateful that our bodies tell us when it's time to take a break.

The moment I crawl into bed is bliss.

Buenas noches!

gratitude 02: a heater and some socks

2011-11-02T20:19:00.000-07:00

It is freezing outside folks.

And it is only going to get colder.

I'm grateful for the smell of the heater

kicking on the middle of the night

and for a nice pair of socks.

Brrr-ing on the winter.

gratitude 01: home means nevada

2011-11-01T19:36:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was Nevada Day.

So today I am grateful for Nevada.

I know I've said this before,

but I have 3 different homes.

One in CollegeTown, USA.

One in the heart of rural Utah.

And one at the very southern tip of NV.

I love each home for different reasons,

but truth be told, the house that built me is my very favorite.

I don't go home to BC as often as I would like,

but every time I do, I am always struck with the distinct feeling of "home."

I love sleeping in my old bedroom,

going to Church at the 5th Street chapel,

and driving down San Felipe.

Every line in the ceiling and bend in the road is so familiar.

A lot of people posted this version of

"Home Means Nevada" by Brandon Flowers on Facebook.

I really like The Killers, so naturally, I like this rendition.

(We won't go into the politics associated with this clip.)

Also, did you see Brandon Flowers' Mormon.org video?

So precious.

And can we please talk about the Nevada state-quarter design?

The beautiful one with horses?

Tell me you love Nevada's cowboy heritage too.

nighttime ramblings and recaps

2011-10-27T23:03:00.000-07:00

It is 12:03 AM and I am wide awake. I know I will regret the decision to stay up in the morning, especially since I already anticipate a long day tomorrow, but I figure it wouldn't hurt to take this pent-up energy and write down a thought or two.

I wish I had been better about blogging this summer. I was looking through some photos tonight, and there were several events that occurred months ago that I really wish I had taken the time to publish. I went to Maine -- did you know that? It was one of the best vacations I have ever taken -- and not just because it was a fun time. This magical feeling washed over me while I was there, and I left feeling rejuvenated about life and everything that comes along with the human experience. As I flew home, I was struck by a quote from the movie Hook: the one where Peter recognizes and declares that "to live is an awfully big adventure." I felt the truth of that sentiment, and it was empowering. I came back to the Rocky Mountains ready to tackle the joys and struggles that I knew lay ahead.

Maybe I'll write down the details of my trip in another post and add some pictures. But at my current blogging rate, I shouldn't make any promises. I actually typed up some jumbled thoughts during the layover on my flight home. I should revisit those notes and see if they can spark some kind of summary. Part of me feels like writing about the experience would be a struggle. I can't seem to get over the fact that a summary doesn't need to encapsulate the whole experience. There just aren't enough words in the English language to adequately describe a pinpoint in time -- but. that's. okay. The experience changed me, and that is enough.

Moving on. Life has been... good. It's pretty typical: boring, but drama-free. I actually feel pretty content. I don't find myself paralyzed by loneliness, or dying to finish school, or bored and anxious at work. I even have time to myself each night. The older I get, the more I recognize how much I like to be at home and how much I need a little time to myself each day. I really enjoy those little moments when I can read a book or watch a movie or cook myself a real dinner. I don't really want anything, and it's so refreshing to just be happy.

I just finished reading Jane Eyre. I've watched several versions of the movie recently, and the story line really recaptured my attention. I had read the book before, and I remembered loving it, but I had forgotten the essence of the novel. It is so raw and captivating. And while the story appears to be totally unbelievable (i.e. lunatic wives, abused children, burning mansions, love that transcends time and space), there is so much human emotion pouring from each character that you can't help but connect to their lives because they somehow experience it all: love, shame, fear, euphoria, sadness, courage, and conflict. Jane Eyre is a remarkable heroine, and I am so happy that everything turns out for her in the end.

Well, that's tonight's snippet. I'll be surprised if you made it this far. Haha. But I like connection and am always grateful to those with the courage to spew their innards. It's refreshing to see that kind of vulnerability, especially since there's so much more to life than fashion, food, boys, and the dreaded Internet. Right?

P.S. I seriously cannot wait for Christmas.

riding off into the sunset...

2011-08-16T20:52:00.000-07:00

Grandma Jo & Her Cowboy Sweetheart

Together again at last.

12/4/1909 - 8/5/2011

how is this not on the radio?

2011-07-21T22:55:00.000-07:00

This has to be shared.

I'm obsessed.

i'd like to wish...

2011-07-13T18:27:00.000-07:00

a very happy birthday to the greatest friend I know.

My mom is terrific.

Love you.

land that i love

2011-07-13T08:49:00.000-07:00

I'll always remember this past 4th of July.

It started out a little funky:

No swimming pool. No BBQ.

No Piccolo Petes in the driveway.

This year was special though because we met Neal.

Neal is 17 and has Down Syndome.

He fell in love with my dad's big white truck

before he even thought about falling in love with the rest of us.

But we became best friends the minute we invited him

to join us on the back of tailgate.

He played footsie with my mom after she

gave him her sweatshirt when it started to rain --

he looked adorable with that hood pulled up around his face

watching the fireworks boom across the sky.

He didn't want us to go.

After we said our final goodbyes

and slammed the truck door shut,

he opened it again and said,

"Just a second. See you tomorrow?"

God bless America and little country towns --

where life is contained and neighbors are friendly.

We will definitely be seeing Neal again.

Image found here.

oh hey...

2011-07-12T17:53:00.000-07:00

Sorry about the death of this blog. Life continues to prove that it has its ups and its downs -- and its plateaus of debilitation and complacency. Thankfully, the bad days that somehow wormed their way into the past few months have been swept under the rug, and life marches on to the beat of a happier, more hopeful tune. I'm grateful to be out of the slump -- and am confident that this newfound sunshine will kindle my creative juices. I have a lot more summertime to look forward to and a lot of blogging to catch up on. :)

Stay tuned.

xoxo.

today was a fairytale...

2011-04-29T23:20:00.000-07:00

Such a gorgeous event.

How could you not get wrapped up in it?

change

2011-04-06T19:26:00.000-07:00

The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was staying; the only thing more impossible than staying was leaving.

-- Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

...

I got a new job.

It was kind of a big deal -- well, for me at least. Leaving my old job was one of the hardest decisions I have had to make in a long time. I was itchy for something new and desperate to finish school. But I couldn't shake my attachment to the kids, the comfort of life's steady rhythm, and the reality that I was good at what I did. My two weeks notice was an emotional tug-o-war. My boss was grateful for all that I had done but frustrated with me for leaving her stranded with two months left in the school year. Not that I blame her -- I knew my timing wasn't ideal. But life sometimes has a mind of its own, and I got a surprise job opportunity that was too good to pass up. Some of my students cried when I told them what was about to happen, and overnight my table was littered with secret notes, presents, and promises that they would be on their best behavior. (I found the note above in my coat pocket.) I was a complete wreck my last day of work; my courage was shot and tears sprang up with each goodbye.

Part of me felt like I was washing the past five years down the drain. I had decided long ago that being an elementary school teacher wasn't something I wanted to do for the rest of my life. Why, then, had I clung on so hard to this job? Fortunately, Frank said something when he hugged me goodbye that made all the pieces fit together. Our tables have sat side-by-side for the past three years, so naturally he has heard every word that's come out of my mouth during that time. He's seen me at my best and worst moments -- and, through it all, has been my biggest fan. His goodbye was tender and gracious. With tears in his eyes he told me that I was going to be one incredible mother.

I sobbed the whole way home. It's been a long time since somebody has said something that has touched me so deeply. I'm not here to pat myself on the back, but I would be a fool not to acknowledge that this whole experience changed me in ways I don't fully comprehend. This job was so much more than a paycheck. And although my college credits crawled by, I know -- for whatever reason -- that I needed to freeze my life in order to experience this.

I'm so glad I did.

... Now full-speed ahead.

did someone say cake?

2011-03-23T00:30:00.000-07:00

We interrupt this week's chaos...

to bring you Courtney's 26th birthday!

(Me, Mallory, Skyler, and Courtney at a RSL game)

Courtney has lived an amazing, hard, and beautiful life.

(I mean it: she's a rockstar -- she'll tell you about it here.)

I admire her courage, cheerfulness, and charm.

She brings out the silliness in me,

loves me when I'm a grump,

and is always serving

and including others in her rendezvous.

Seriously. The girl knows how to LOVE.

I'm so grateful I get to live with her everyday

and look forward to the many years of friendship to come.

P.S. Did you notice how she even lets me steal her pictures?

I couldn't resist -- it was just too cute.

this week's slogan:

2011-03-20T21:29:00.001-07:00

My life is about to flip upside-down.

Image found here.

opportunity & overalls

2011-03-06T20:33:00.000-08:00

Opportunity is missed by most people

because it is dressed in overalls

and looks like work.

-- Thomas A. Edison

Image found here.

favorites

2011-02-19T18:10:00.001-08:00

Mom & Dad ◆ Ramona and Beezus ◆ Pray by Justin Bieber ◆ Essie Nail Polish ◆ Homemade Pizza ◆ Brothers on Missions ◆ Sweet Home Alabama ◆ Gordon Hayward ◆ Trips Home to BC, NV ◆ Essays by E.B. White ◆ Baked Potatoes ◆ Jimmer Fredette ◆ Running ◆ Haircuts ◆ & The Beckster

Teenage girl at heart.

in a while crocodile

2011-01-26T19:46:00.000-08:00

Today was Shane's big MTC debut.

He gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek,

told me he loved me, and then... walked away.

I bawled my eyes out.

When did my little brothers get to be so big?

My mom & I died of laughter

when we found these pictures last night.

We sure love this silly & precious pair of boys.

the debut

2011-01-07T16:05:00.000-08:00

I'd like to apologize to those of you who noticed -- and commented on -- my absence. As you can see, this silly blog experienced quite the facelift. It took me a couple of days to decide if I really liked the new format.

... I'm still not sure if I do.

Having a blog sometimes makes me feel petty. It's all about me, after all. I had to laugh when our friend Ethan, after overhearing a discussion my roommates and I were having about blogging, asked what the names of our blogs were. "The Essence of Emma?" he said. "That sounds like some kind of perfume."

Okay, so maybe it does. But everyone seems to have a blog these days and, well, I really like this thing. So here's to another year of smelling great (get it?) and documenting my fabulously boring life. Huzzah!

out with the old

2011-01-01T18:34:00.000-08:00

... and in with the new!

Welcome 2011!

This is going to be my best. year. yet.

Image found here.

jazzy snazzy

2010-12-10T16:08:00.000-08:00

This one's for the record books.

(We look like we're twelve.)

winter song

2010-12-10T14:00:00.000-08:00

While we're at it, I thought I'd share this song as well.

Sara Bareilles + Ingrid Michaelson?

How can you go wrong?

still waiting for the snow to fall...

2010-12-09T21:05:00.000-08:00

Coldplay is, hands down, my favorite band of all time.

Chris Martin is a dream.

mal pal

2010-12-03T13:22:00.000-08:00

Today is this gal's 25th birthday.

Gorgeous, right?

I could write an entire novel on just how great I think Mallory is. We moved into the same apartment a little over a year ago and the rest has been history. I almost can't remember what life was like before she appeared because it feels like we've been friends forever. She's everything a best friend should be: trustworthy, smart, stable, fun, and optimistic. She knows how to make me laugh, she never gets on my nerves, and I can tell her anything.

Mal does not view life as a competition and she sees everyone for their intrinsic value. People are attracted to her because she gives them 100% of her attention. She constantly builds up those around her and understands the importance of validating others when they share their opinions, fears, and struggles. She never tears anyone down -- even when it's just the two of us. And honestly, how can you not love and respect someone like that?

Mallory said it first, but I'll say it again: we will be friends for life. She will always be someone I turn to for advice, comfort, and a good laugh -- regardless of time, distance, marriage, and children. Friends like that don't come around very often -- so I feel pretty darn lucky to have picked her up along the way. :)

Have a happy, happy birthday Mal!

I sure do love you.

...

Really great people make you feel that you, too, can become great.

-- Mark Twain

12.01.10

2010-12-01T16:31:00.000-08:00

December

by Aileen Fisher

I like days with a snow white collar,

And nights when the moon is a silver dollar,

And hills are filled with eiderdown stuffing

And your breath makes smoke

Like an engine puffing.

I like days when feathers are snowing,

And all the eaves have petticoats showing,

And the air is cold, and the wires are humming,

But you feel all warm...

With Christmas coming!

Truthfully, I struggle with the winter -- it's just so gray and cold! But I've learned to survive this dormant season by romanticizing about the snow. The poem and pretty images above seem to make the frigid temperatures worth enduring, don't you think?

bookworm love

2010-11-28T19:27:00.001-08:00

My mom got me several of these books

for my birthday this year.

Aren't they gorgeous?

I can't wait until they fill an entire bookshelf.

Just seventeen more to go...

24.00

2010-11-19T20:39:00.000-08:00

I turned 24 this past Sunday. It was a great birthday -- thanks to my wonderful family and friends. Everyone went above and beyond the call of duty in order to make the weekend special. I was able to catch up with old roommates and childhood friends -- and, of course, I was able to dance off those late night cupcakes in the kitchen with my current besties. I felt truly loved and am so grateful to everyone who took the time to call, visit, or send me a birthday wish.

I like birthdays because they provide us with an opportunity to reflect on the previous year of our lives. Year #23 was such a good one, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. I've never felt more okay with myself than I do right now -- and it's all because of the things I've learned this past year. I seriously feel like a million bucks.

So here's to 24 years of life and the lessons I've learned so far.

Getting older is such a blessing --

I can't wait to learn & discover & grow some more.

miss her face.

2010-11-11T22:05:00.000-08:00

Nothing beats a sister.

Dug this photo up tonight. Circa 2005.

Time flies, right?

happy birthday!

2010-11-01T21:36:00.000-07:00

Today is this blog's 2nd birthday.

[insert confetti]

I just wanted to say how much I enjoy this silly thing.

It's good to be grateful and like pretty things.

Image found here.

colors

2010-10-30T09:52:00.001-07:00

Actually, all education is self-education.

A teacher is only a guide, to point out the way,

and no school, no matter how excellent, can give you education.

What you receive is like the outlines in a child's coloring book.

You must fill in the colors yourself.

-- Louis L'Amour

...

Holidays are always more fun

when you work at an elementary school.

Just saying...

10/28/10

2010-10-28T22:35:00.001-07:00

Dear Aunt Diane,

I know how much you like these letters -- so this one's for you! Thank you for all your love and support over the years. It was so good to see you and Grandma the other night. Familiar faces remind me of home.

Dear Field Trip Adventure,

84 kids. 1 school bus. And me.

Yep: That. Seriously. Happened.

I don't know how I get myself into these things.

Dear Utah Jazz,

I love everything that's associated with you: the friends, the game-day parties (Iggy's anyone?), and Mallory's enthusiasm. I don't know how on earth I ended up in the middle of this basketball mix -- sports aren't exactly my forte -- but I sure do like it.

Dear Bite-Size Snickers/Twix/Almond Joy/Kit-Kat Bars,

You sneeky little devils. You spin my students out of control and make my belly just a wee bit rounder. I'd appreciate it if you were bigger in size and harder to resist. This bite-size business does me in.

Dear 12:20 AM,

Um, hello. Where did you come from?

sleep in peace

2010-10-20T21:49:00.000-07:00

Have courage for the great sorrows of life

and patience for the small ones;

and when you have laboriously

accomplished your daily task,

go to sleep in peace.

God is awake.

-- Victor Hugo

Image found here.

5 things

2010-10-18T20:05:00.000-07:00

01. Four words: Indian summer, please stay.

02. I skipped out on the gym tonight to finish an essay. Bleh. I really hope my grad-student-teacher likes it -- unlike the last one. Our writing styles don't exactly mesh. Apparently my sentences are too short. His, on the other hand, are incredibly superfluous. I would love to ask him why he thinks it's necessary to use a semicolon in an email about a change in our reading assignment. Long-winded much?

03. One of these days I'm going to learn to play the guitar. And paint a picture with watercolors. And plant a garden. And I'm going to travel to London. And write a book. Okay?

04. I am currently obsessed with this song. I'm pretty sure it's the only thing I've listened to since Friday afternoon. Sometimes I think the repeat button is my BFF.

05. Halloween costume? Check. I love this time of year.

Image found here.

good morning!

2010-10-16T06:25:00.000-07:00

I love this.

I could definitely go for some buttermilk pancakes.

Mom, why you gotta be so far away?

Image found here.

songs for a rainy day

2010-10-07T21:49:00.000-07:00

Image found here.

meet the nielsons

2010-10-01T16:13:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I went to hear Stephanie Nielson speak at BYU. She gave an incredible talk about trials, beauty, and the love of our Heavenly Father. This Mormon Message captures the essence of her talk last night. Watch it if you haven't already -- I promise it will be worth your time.

I have actually had the privilege of talking to Stephanie. Her children attend the elementary school where I work. I spent every morning in her daughter Jane's kindergarten class the year Stephanie and her husband were in their plane accident. Not only have I followed her family's story online, I have witnessed their amazing faith and resilience firsthand. They really are an inspiration to everyone they come in contact with.

I am grateful for every opportunity I am given that strengthens my faith. I look at Stephanie and know that God lives.

I stole this picture from her blog. I hope that's okay.

I just wanted you to see her beautiful family.

5 things

2010-09-29T14:58:00.000-07:00

01. I take one of our kindergartners to the bus everyday after school. He has spina-bifida and uses a little yellow walker. He loves to chat my ear off as we saunter down the hallway. On the first day of school he showed me his little Lego watch. He has worn it faithfully ever since. That darn watch gets me every. single. time. It is just so precious.

02. I had two boiled eggs, a piece of toast, and a massive slice of cheese for lunch today. I felt like a peasant in Elizabethan England. Clearly, I've been reading too much Shakespeare. Now if I could only get through King Henry IV, Part One...

03. I love when people come and sit on my bed. Or lean on my dresser. Or lay on my floor. And then just talk. Talking is powerful, healing, and divine -- I hope we do a lot of it in Heaven.

04. I am so excited for General Conference this weekend. I can't wait for family, bed-head, inspirational messages, and French toast (hint, hint...). Plus, Dad and I get to skip our Sunday morning meetings. I love not having to wake up to an alarm clock.

05. Being an adult is overwhelming at times, but I'm grateful for the people that help me keep it together. I'm especially grateful for parents that are encouraging, validating, and wise. The five minutes I spend on the phone with my mom is the best part of my day. Believe me: nothing is more reassuring than parents who believe in you.

a newt?!

2010-09-16T21:56:00.000-07:00

I've been a little slap-happy tonight.

It all started when Shane and I went out to dinner.

We somehow got on a Monty Python kick --

and I've been on a roll ever since.

Heaven help me.

I love British culture --

and my adorable brother.

olé!

2010-09-08T20:53:00.000-07:00

Elder Peterson has been called to serve in the

Mexico Torreon Mission.

He is very excited.

We are too!

We love missionaries that

speaka de Spanish!

Olé!

real life

2010-09-06T14:38:00.001-07:00

It has been a Dan in Real Life week.

You know those weeks...

When the bowling alley is closed?

When you have to sleep in the laundry room?

When you discover the girl you love is dating your brother?

When you draw attention to yourself in all the wrong ways --

and constantly say the wrong thing?

When you murder love?

Yep. It has definitely been one of those weeks.

I feel you Dan. What a life.

Image found here.

jm & mjm

2010-09-01T17:22:00.000-07:00

Any night that includes:

Mallory & Company,

JOHN MAYER,

the great outdoors,

a reference to Back to the Future,

and a cover of "Don't Stop Believing"

is bound to be memorable.

grateful

2010-08-29T15:39:00.000-07:00

I have the best friends in the entire world.

I feel so blessed.

Image found here.

8/27/10

2010-08-27T18:48:00.000-07:00

Dear Shane,

Who said you could grow up and move away to college?! I'm excited to have you so close. Let's party.

Dear Future Husband,

Sometimes I listen to ridiculous music really loud in the car. Lately I've been jamming out to David Archuleta. I think he is just so precious. I especially like this song and this song. Please marry me anyway.

Dear Karma,

Oh boy. I take back everything I once said about playing the piano in Church.

Dear Dad,

Thanks for making today THE greatest day of my life. I've never been so happy to use my cell phone. Cell-service + Remote UT location = One Happy Girl

Dear Mom,

Thanks for lunch, dinner, and the beautiful flower arrangement. I've said it before and I'll say it again: Best Mom Ever.

Dear Becca,

You are a thousand times cuter than I ever was in 9th grade. I'm pretty sure I was still wearing overalls back then -- and I definitely wasn't wearing make-up. Yikes.

summer lovin'

2010-08-27T15:04:00.001-07:00

I wish this summer would

stop slipping through my fingers.

I'm going to miss:

The Riverside Country Club.

My swimsuit tan lines.

Mini-golfing at Cascade & Trafalga.

Shaved Hawaiian ice.

The warm weather.

Four-wheeling in FV.

Feeding the ducks with McArthur.

The Spanish Fork Pool with Courtney.

Late nights and sleeping in.

And free time.

Oh man --

Heaven knows I'm gonna

miss that free time.

P.S. I know this completely contradicts my last post.

But I can't seem to make up my mind these days.

As much as I love the fall --

I will always miss the summer.

Image found here.

run-down

2010-08-23T16:22:00.000-07:00

Last week was long.

I was super grumpy.

Change is hard.

Moving is exhausting.

Sleeping on the floor hurts.

And goodbyes are bittersweet.

However:

The boxes are unpacked.

The closet is organized.

The fridge is full.

And the sheets are clean.

I seriously feel 110% better.

School starts tomorrow.

I'm looking forward to a routine.

Routines create rhythm.

And I like rhythm.

Welcome to my life Fall of 2010.

Glad you're here.

moving day

2010-08-16T10:44:00.000-07:00

Change is in the air.

Peace and blessings Apt #318 --

it's been a good run.

Image found here.

the process of becoming

2010-08-13T21:13:00.000-07:00

I've been going through all my old journals lately and typing them up onto the computer. I've had a dozen half-filled notebooks and thousands of loose-leaf papers begging me to take care of them for months.

I thought going through those journals would be somewhat painful. Growing up is hard! And being reminded of your mistakes sure doesn't help. However, my reaction to my younger self was exactly the opposite of what I expected. Instead of being embarrassed by the young, naive girl I used to be, I found myself embracing her. She had some pretty funny things to say sometimes, but her words are tender because they came straight from her heart.

I'm trying to come to terms with the fact that I'm never going to be 100% perfect -- especially not right now this second. I'm learning to be okay with being in the middle of a process. I keep waiting for the day when the mistakes are going to stop and I'll finally learn to say the right thing.

That day is never going to come folks.

But I'm finally okay with that.

Image found here.

slip 'n slide

2010-07-22T20:46:00.000-07:00

Have you ever been here?

I am raw from the experience.

Seven hours of:

Dripping wet.

Lots of sun.

Bare feet.

And an eight-year-old.

With autism.

Nonstop up & down.

Back & forth.

Over & under.

Bless his little heart,

but I am worn out.

hello scholars

2010-07-15T16:40:00.000-07:00

I know this is exploding all over Facebook,

but it's so dang funny...

Oh BYU.

all dressed up with no where to go

2010-07-10T17:50:00.001-07:00

So this morning I curled my hair -- like really curled it.

Mal asked me what I was getting all dolled up for.

Evidently she didn't know that I had big plans to:

-- run to the grocery store

-- scrub the tub & wipe down the toilet
-- unclog the bathroom sink with a wire hanger (gag me...)
-- practice the piano

-- and run to the gym

All while wearing some torn-up boyfriend jeans and a white Hanes v-neck.

Foxy, right?

I don't know why I needed to feel like the Rodeo Queen in order to conquer such mundane/grimy household chores, but whatever. Some days are just like that, you know?

uneven

2010-07-09T20:49:00.000-07:00

We do not grow absolutely, chronologically.

We grow sometimes in one dimension,

and not in another; unevenly.

We grow partially. We are relative.

We are mature in one realm, childish in another.

The past, the present, & the future mingle

and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present.

We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.

-- Anais Nin

Image found here.

mcfly

2010-07-07T08:45:00.000-07:00

Last night Mallory and I watched Back to the Future.

I love the 1st Back to the Future for several reasons:

01. It makes me think of my parents.

My dad took my mom to see it

in theaters on her 19th birthday.

They were engaged.

I think that is just so cute.

02. I love Michael J. Fox.

Something about him reminds me

of my dad when he was younger.

Minus the guitar, of course.

03. It has a great story line.

You really can't alter the course of life's events --

because everything happens for a reason.

Cliché. But true.

And while I'm enjoying the present,

I can't help but wait for the future

when my hovering skateboard

and flying car finally arrive.

july 4th

2010-07-06T15:08:00.000-07:00

I hope everyone had a good weekend.

The 4th of July has always been one of my favorite holidays.

I love that we celebrate it outside.

Plus there's fireworks, watermelon, & BBQ.

Seriously, how could it get any better?

America is beautiful.

5 things

2010-06-19T22:06:00.000-07:00

01. I have allergies. I think this is a sign that I am growing up. That, and I crave chocolate everyday.

02. I went to see Toy Story 3 last night. It was pretty darn cute, and I almost cried when it was all over. Hats off to the men and women at Pixar.

03. I spilled a bag of Chex Mix all over my car floor yesterday afternoon. I vacuumed it up, but I have this feeling that my car may smell like Worcestershire sauce all summer long.

04. I am currently teaching summer school P.E. (Yes, you read that right.) It may seem comical to those of you that recognize that I'm not much of an athlete, but let me tell you: watching a bunch of nine-year-olds play soccer is the cutest thing ever. Plus, carrying around a whistle makes me feel pretty dang hot.

05. I'm so glad it's Saturday. Plans for today? Hitting the gym and reading a book on a blanket out front. Life is good.

good things to come

2010-06-16T18:44:00.000-07:00

I wish this video wasn't cut off.
I can't make it any smaller --
and I don't want to make my blog margins any bigger.

Watch it anyway.
Elder Holland is awesome.

i hope you had the time of your life

2010-06-02T19:37:00.000-07:00

Shane is graduating from high school as we speak.

I wasn't able to make it down there because of work --

but I've been thinking about him all day.

He is such a great kid:

hard-working

and kind.

I can't wait for the fall.

Let the good times roll!

Image found here.

after a while...

2010-05-30T11:43:00.000-07:00

After a While

By Veronica A. Shoffstall

After a while, you learn the subtle difference

Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,

And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning

And company doesn't mean security,

And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts

And presents aren't promises,

And you begin to accept your defeats

With your head up and your eyes open,

With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,

And you learn to build all your roads on today

Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans,

And futures have a way of falling down in midflight.

And after a while, you learn

That even sunshine burns if you get too much.

So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,

Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.

And you learn that you really can endure...

That you really are strong

And you really do have worth

And you learn and learn...

With every goodbye, you learn.

...

Today in Relief Society we talked about overcoming feelings of inadequacy. At the end of her lesson, our teacher passed out a copy of this poem. I really liked it and wanted to share it here. There have been plenty of times in my life when I have crumpled in defeat or watched my future plans turn to dust or waited around for someone to bring me flowers -- instead of taking the time to plant my own garden.

It's comforting to know -- and recognize -- that with age comes the strength to keep moving forward, the courage to continue cultivating our talents, the ability to identify true love and friendship, and a clearer understanding of our divine worth.

Image found here.

freedom

2010-05-28T06:30:00.000-07:00

Today is the last day of school.

I'm pretty stoked.

...

Is it weird that this picture reminds me of me?

There's something about her hair, her outfit,

the bike, the dog, the country...

It's uncannily familiar.

...

I'm off to spend the long weekend with my family.

I plan on going for a bike ride down our

unpaved country roads wearing

a light cardigan and sandals...

It's almost perfect.

Too bad I don't have a rad black dog.

...

Enjoy your Memorial Day!

Image found here.

5/24/10

2010-05-24T07:54:00.000-07:00

Dear Dad,

Haha! Thanks for the clever little ditty -- I loved it. I'm glad you enjoyed your guest blogging debut. In the words of Franck Eggelhoffer from Father of the Bride, "Welcome to the 90's, Mr. Banks."

Dear BC,

I sure do like you. I sometimes struggle with the concept of "home." I have three different houses. Three distinct places I love to be. Don't tell anyone, but you are my favorite.

Dear Mother Nature,

60-degree weather in May? In Las Vegas?! To top things off, I woke up this morning to a phone call from my mom -- telling me it was SNOWING in northern Utah. Uhm, excuse me? Where'd the warm weather go?

Dear Hunger Games,

I really wish I didn't have to spend the next five hours in the car. It's been a while since I've read a book I couldn't put down -- I am dying to finish you.

Dear Avatar,

Oh man. I didn't think I'd be able to get into the blue, the naked, the jungle. But I'll admit it: you were good.

Dear End-of-the-School-Year,

I'm so glad you are here!!! Bring on the summertime.

guest blogger

2010-05-23T14:19:00.000-07:00

Blog. Blog?

-- What is this?

Hidden realm of the X'ers and the Y'ers.

Blog. -- Noun? Verb? Adjective?

I'm not that old...

Dad.

learning

2010-05-18T21:03:00.000-07:00

I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life. I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making a "life." I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one. I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or a just a friendly pat on the back. I've learned that I still have a lot to learn. I've learned that people with forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

-- Maya Angelou

Image found here.

what a wonderful world

2010-05-12T15:34:00.000-07:00

In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary.

-- Aaron Rose

...

Do you ever have those moments when you feel like you're in the middle of a movie? Imagine me in a blue-and-white striped shirt, hair pulled back, perched on a ladder 12 feet in the air, pulling taped artwork off of an old gymnasium wall. Mrs. Callis had left me all alone with some Louis Armstrong blaring from her little stereo. The lights were off, but the sunshine was streaming through the gym's dusty windows. I climbed down to throw away a collection of used making tape and couldn't help but dance a little in the middle of the gym floor. Me and Louis swaying to a swanky blues beat.

I bet Audrey Hepburn never had a moment like that.

Image found here.

brudda love

2010-05-10T17:06:00.001-07:00

Highlight of my week:

Talking to this kid on the tele.

I ♥ my missionary.

4/25/10

2010-04-24T22:26:00.000-07:00

Dear Brandon Snow,

I'm so glad you found such a beautiful girl to marry. Friday's reception was perfect. I loved seeing you so happy. Thanks for texting me (on more than one occasion) to make sure I was coming and for making me feel like I'm still important. You are the best.

Dear Nostalgia,

Thanks for socking me in the gut. Coming home to such a familiar place is always bittersweet. It was so much fun catching up with old friends. Because of you, we were able to pick right back up where we left off.

Dear Drivers-Who-Stick-In-The-Left-Lane-No-Matter-What,

Go back to California. Seriously.

Dear Utah,

You smell divine in the summertime. I'm looking forward to many evenings spent laughing on a blanket outside.

Dear Tall, Dark, and Handsome,

I don't know if I'll ever see you again. Wish I had talked to you at least once. Wish even more that I knew what your plans for the summer were. Sorry I'm so shy -- crushes are hard for me.

Dear Piano,

Wow. We seriously need to get reacquainted. The closing song in Church today was r-o-u-g-h.

Dear Dad,

I sure do love you. Just wanted to tell you. Again.

and down the road i goes...

2010-04-19T16:35:00.000-07:00

I've been reading Shel Silverstein's poems

to my kids the past couple of days.

This one's definitely a favorite:

vulnerablitiy

2010-04-17T10:42:00.000-07:00

Alright peeps. I know it's been a while. To be honest, I've had a really hard time coming up with things to blog about lately. I just haven't been feeling it. But, as Becca pointed out, it's time to blog about something other than basketball.

For starters, I'd just like to say that life couldn't be better. Apt #318 has been really good to me. I needed a fresh start after last year -- some new friends, a new scene, and a new perspective. It's amazing how much a handful of people can change you for the better. I feel confident, pretty, smart, and funny. And I haven't felt that way in a long time.

I love what I've learned the past eight months about myself. I'm learning to accept me for who I am. I'm learning that having insecurities is totally normal, okay, and human. I'm learning to be vulnerable -- to talk about scary things or admit when I'm wrong or clueless. I'm learning to recognize when I'm performing for someone else and when I'm being real. I'm learning to let go. I'm learning that there aren't any clear-cut answers to most of the questions I ask. But I'm learning that being in the dark is okay -- because it's teaching me to have faith.

The more comfortable I've become in my own skin, the easier it's been for me to reach out to others. I've learned a lot about human behavior lately, and it's really helped me to make friends. I'm trying so hard to be more honest and open. I'm learning that people actually develop a greater respect for you when you allow them to see your imperfections. It's okay to fall down, it's okay to say the wrong thing, it's okay to foul up in a relationship. In essence, it's okay to be human. Your honesty invites others to learn, grow, and laugh about life right along with you.

I'm constantly trying to keep this in mind:

"Being vulnerable doesn't have to be threatening. Just have the courage to be sincere, open, and honest. This opens the door to deeper communication all around. It creates self-empowerment and the kind of connections with others we all want in life. Speaking from the heart frees us from the secrets that burden us. These secrets are what make us sick or fearful. Speaking truth helps you get clarity on your real heart directives" (Sara Paddison, The Hidden Power of the Heart).

Such a great quote, right? May we all have the courage to open up and let others in.

goal

2010-03-20T16:03:00.000-07:00

I am so glad it's Saturday. I'm sitting here with my feet propped up on my desk, eating chocolate pudding, and texting friends about tonight's BYU basketball game. It'd be awesome if we won. We watched BYU beat Florida on Thursday at work with the kids. It was so dang cute. They really got into it -- even though half of them didn't even know what was going on. They kept saying things like, "BYU just made a GOAL!!" or "That guy just got floured [fouled]."

Their loyalty was precious. Why they were cheering wasn't nearly as important as who they were cheering for. But I suppose that's what makes college basketball so much fun.

cheerios

2010-03-13T16:36:00.000-08:00

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

-- John Ruskin

...

Oh my goodness.

I could eat this kid for breakfast.

I'm trying to be as delighted as he is about the snow.

The sun will come out tomorrow, right?

Image found here.

asteroids

2010-03-09T18:04:00.000-08:00

"Miss Peterson, Taylor Lautner is totally on asteroids."

Oh, to be eleven-years-old again...

What a hoot.

Image found here.

love life

2010-03-07T21:00:00.000-08:00

This week I am grateful for:

Old friends that keep in touch.

New friends that help me open up.

Iggy's impossible-to-decide menu.

Hugs from Mom & Dad.

Late night Skype chats.

Nice boys & dinner dates.

Movie theater popcorn & Cherry Coke.

Alice in Wonderland debates.

Quiet afternoons in FV.

The Utah Jazz & front-row seats in the ESA.

Looong Sunday naps on the couch &

Homemade brownies.

...

I have found that if you love life,

life will love you back.

-- Arthur Rubinstein

I believe that 100 %.

Image found here.

strawberry swing

2010-03-04T19:08:00.000-08:00

I have this major thing for Coldplay.

I especially love listening to them when it rains.

They always turn the wet & gray

into something beautiful.

"It's such a perfect day."

-- Coldplay's Strawberry Swing

...

P.S. When I said I wasted two hours yesterday afternoon,

I did not mean to imply that I spent them strictly on Photo Booth.

Puh-lease. Becca.

Image found here.

duck-billed platypus

2010-03-03T15:28:00.000-08:00

THIS, folks, is how you waste two hours

on a Wednesday afternoon.

You're welcome.

ranunculus blooms

2010-02-26T16:41:00.000-08:00

Someday, when I have a home of my own,

I will plant ranunculus flowers in my front yard.

Because they are beautiful.

Image found here.

ode to toast

2010-02-23T20:00:00.000-08:00

My roommates can attest: I have a serious addiction to peanut butter and honey toast. I eat a slice -- or two -- every single day.

But this isn't your typical peanut butter toast folks. If you want to make it right, you need to use Adams All-Natural Peanut Butter. You know -- the weird kind of peanut butter your grandpa keeps in the fridge? It doesn't have any added sugar, which means it's a little bland. But I like it that way. Regular peanut butter with honey is just too sweet.

So forget the Skippy and go au naturale.

I promise you won't be disappointed.

P.S. I find this post somewhat ironic since

I absolutely hated PB & honey sandwiches as a kid.

Funny transformations take place as you grow up.

Image found here.

2/21/10

2010-02-21T13:46:00.000-08:00

Dear Little Blog,

Oh dear. Have 20 days of neglect really gone by? I had better post something -- or your fan club [aka: Becca] might subject me to a fate worse than death.

P.S. Please excuse the bland blog header. I'm taking a self-instructed crash course in HTML. It's proving to be quite tricky. Try to endure the construction and debris as best you can.

Dear President's Day Weekend,

I can't thank you enough for giving me five days of freedom. My trip home was fabulous -- and so very much needed. I literally had to drag myself back up to Utah. Why is leaving home so hard?

Dear Neurotransmitters,

You are definitely solar-powered. I'm sorry the winter is so brutal on you. Hang in there. Spring should kick these sluggish and moody feelings right out the door.

Dear Valentine's Day,

I can't believe that you passed by me unnoticed. I didn't see so much as a box of conversation hearts or a Sponge Bob valentine. Admittedly, I wasn't too bent out of shape about it. Sorry?

Dear Pumpkin Chocolate-Chip Cookies,

Although you are traditionally an October treat, I made you anyway. I hear pumpkin is an excellent source of vitamin A and fiber -- which totally justifies me eating you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I think today's total is already at... five?!

Dear Creative Juices,

Thanks for cooperating the past half-hour. I sure have missed you. Come around more often, alright? This blog needs more of your TLC.

r.i.p.

2010-02-01T18:58:00.000-08:00

dear emma...

i just wrote an obituary for your blog.

may it rest in peace.

love your sister.

...

She's a sassy, clever thing, isn't she?

I'll whip it into shape.

brand new set of strings

2010-01-01T18:22:00.000-08:00

I drove home this morning after two weeks of Christmas vacation. I’ll admit: I was tired of being on vacation. Not that I don’t love being at home -- but it was time to stop being a bum.

I had a lot of optimism pumping through my veins as I pulled out of my parent’s driveway early this morning -- especially when you consider the four hours of sleep I had gotten the night before and the shower I hadn’t taken. Usually a tired-and-dirty Emma makes for a rotten car ride.

Today’s drive was a good one though. The highway was empty and the sky was blue. I like driving by myself because it gives me a chance to think. I’m excited for the New Year and grateful for the opportunity to wipe my slate clean. I like a new start.

I caught myself cruising down the highway at an Interstate speed. Oops. I'll blame my absentminded rocket speed on this song. (Don’t whine. Some of you hipcats hate country music -- I know.) It popped into my head yesterday and I had to get it out of my system.

I’ll grab the wheel and point it west
Pack the good and leave the rest
I’ll drive until I find the missing piece
You said I wouldn’t get too far
On a tank of gas and an empty heart
But I have everything I’ll ever need
I got this old guitar and a brand new set of strings...

Such a great message -- and such a good fit for today.

Everyone should pack the good and leave the rest.
And find a brand new set of strings to inspire them.

2010: You're gonna be a great year.

Image found here.

it doesn't add up

2009-12-09T10:58:00.000-08:00

It is noon. It is sunny.

It is THREE degrees outside.

Holy. Hannah.

This is going to be the world's longest winter.

Image found here.

can i just say...

2009-12-04T17:49:00.000-08:00

that waiting around for a date to arrive is the worst. thing. ever.

The End

an attitude of gratitude

2009-11-26T07:00:00.000-08:00

I really love this talk by Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin.

Take the time to read the entire thing.

It will rejuvenate you.

I am so grateful for the many blessings in my life --

especially for my family & friends.

Enjoy your Thanksgiving!

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Gratitude is a mark of a noble soul and a refined character. We like to be around those who are grateful. They tend to brighten all around them. They make others feel better about themselves. They tend to be more humble, more joyful, more likable...

Choice blessings await those who live in thanksgiving daily. "He who receiveth all things with thankfulness, " the Lord has promised, "shall be made glorious; and the things of this earth shall be added unto him, even an hundred fold, yea, more" (D&C 78:19).

Don't wait to start. Open your eyes, open your hears, and open your arms. I promise that as you do so, you will feel greater joy and happiness. Your life will have a new level of meaning. You will forge relationships that will transcend this life and endure through the eternities.

-- Joseph B. Wirthlin

how to cook a turkey: by the 1st grade

2009-11-24T17:30:00.000-08:00

Some delicious recipes for your consideration:

For the hunter:

500˚

Pluck the turkey.

Take the blood out.

Salt the turkey.

Cut off the head.

Put a little bit of butter on.

And put it in the oven for one hour.

-- Adam

Turn the oven on.

Turn the oven to this many 100˚.

Wash the turkey for 1 minute.

Take the guts and heart out.

Then put red sauce on.

Then take the feathers off.

Leave the turkey in the oven for one hour.

-- Sy

For "hard" turkey:

1st put on the oven at 400˚.

2nd if your turkey has feathers, pluck them.

3rd wash the turkey.

4th put the turkey in the oven.

5th cook it for 10 minutes.

6th cook until it is hard enough you can cut it when it is finished.

7th take it out. It is ready.

-- Danika

For the traditionalist:

1. Turn the oven on to 7˚.

2. Get your turkey.

3. Stuff it with nuts, bread, little pieces of corn bread.

4. Put salt and pepper on the turkey.

5. Put it in the oven for 1 hour.

6. Put it on a big plate.

7. TAKE IT OUT IT IS READY!

-- Rachel

For the vegetarian:

Cut 4 tomatoes then cut up lettuce then cut up a cucumber then put a few sprouts in the salad than mix it up than put some salad dressing on it!

-- Seth

For a few extra calories:

Put the turkey in the oven at 117˚.

Cook for fifteen minutes.

Stuff the turkey with grease.

Take it out and eat.

-- Talmage

For the gourmet:

Turn the oven to 8˚.

Put chocolate chips on it.

Please pluck the feathers.

And after you pluck the feathers, wash it.

Add 3 eggs into the turkey.

And put 3 shakes of pepper.

Then add 5 shakes of cinnamon.

Cook for 10 minutes.

-- Tessa

Cook at 18˚ for 25 hours.

Put in a pan.

Stuff with white sauce.

Put in oven.

-- Patriot

YUMMY!

happy 23!

2009-11-15T23:21:00.000-08:00

This post is in honor of my mom.

She let me crash her retreat yesterday afternoon --

just because it was my birthday.

Even though she was on vacation,

she took the time to bake this delicious cake,

serve everyone a gourmet lunch,

and watch me open some very lovely presents.

She even trumped out into the snow to help me load my car.

We laughed as I scraped the ice off of my windows.

She was wearing my dad's big winter coat.

She bought it for him when they were first married --

with money he had given her to spend on herself.

A simple reminder to me of her unselfish nature.

As I was driving home I thought about how I would like

to relive that moment in the snow again someday

with a 23-year-old daughter of my own.

I want to find joy in my children at every stage of life

and do everything I can to make life heaven-on-earth.

Just like my beautiful mother.

love ♥

2009-11-07T09:03:00.000-08:00

True love lasts forever. It is eternally patient and forgiving. It believes, hopes, and endures all things. That is the love our Heavenly Father bears for us.

We all yearn to experience love like this. Even when we make mistakes, we hope others will love us in spite of our shortcomings—even if we don’t deserve it.

Oh, it is wonderful to know that our Heavenly Father loves us—even with all our flaws! His love is such that even should we give up on ourselves, He never will.

We see ourselves in terms of yesterday and today. Our Heavenly Father sees us in terms of forever. Although we might settle for less, Heavenly Father won’t, for He sees us as the glorious beings we are capable of becoming.

-- Joseph B. Wirthlin