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Remember that one time I really wanted to post a blog and I had no idea what to write! Is this because I have nothing interesting to say… or because I have nothing interesting to say? Probably a little of both..
Today marked the one year anniversary of me being baptized a huge legit MORMON. Oh boy. That word sure does scare people off... its amazing what saying you’re a Mormon does instantly to peoples opinion of you. It is amazing what that word used to do to me. I honestly sometimes can’t believe I fell for all this hoop-la, but I did, I totally did. You cannot deny the spirit when you truly ask for the answer, you just can’t, and I didn’t.
Things this last year have been incredible. The places I have been and the people I have meet are some of the most kind, friendly, honest, and honorable people ever. There was never denying Mormons where the best people on the planet, even when I thought the worst of the church, but they were, and they are. It is amazing the sense of security I feel now, and how honest, friendly, kind and honorable I want to be every single day. I have never known something so strongly…
I feel as though my growth as a person has been huge. I have always had trouble with being a bit of an introvert and very shy, and people mistaking me for mean or intimidating. But I can honestly say I have tried changing my attitude this last year, and sometime without even trying. When the spirit takes over you can’t help but have a glow and a kind heart. I have seen it in my friends and those recent converts as well, and more importantly I have seen the change in myself.
I have been able to see my friends be baptized, listen to many inspiration speakers, take the best nap of my life during general conference, live with some sweet roommates, visit Utah (mother ship) for the first time, Visit and see 10 temples, get myself a super cute and super awesome boyfriend, new job and school opportunities, and develop lifelong friendships. I also starting watching the bachelor for the first time ever… not sure if that’s an regret yet, depends on who he picks.
Sometimes I think blogs need to be these profound things with quotable sentences or crazy stories that you just can’t believe are true (Scott, but I know they all are true). But I suppose a blog is just thoughts, written down.. For your friends to read. So that’s that.

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So say it has been awhile is a bit of an understatement.... But i have been meaning to get back in the blogging world. Not like i was totally proactive in the first place.. but ya know.

Many things have changed..

1. moved in with some sweet roommates.
2. new jobs
3. new friends
4. new hair
5. ...... and i'm a mormon. (not even kidding)

well... this is my update, for now. I'll probably write something amazing and life changing later. But for now, "that ul do pig, that ul do."

fairy tale...

You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, a white dress, and prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lay in bed at night and close yours eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Clause, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming... they were all so close you could taste them. But eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is, it's hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true.

At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. Its life.... and one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different then you dreamed. The castle, well it may not be a castle. And its not so important, that happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See, once in awhile, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you, and once in awhile people may even take your breath away.

Try

A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. This is the man who discovered electricity. You think more people would listen to what he had to say. I don't know why we put things off, but if i had to guess, I'd have to say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you're wrong? what if you're making a mistake you cant undo? The early bird catches the worm. A stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can't pretend we hadn't been told, We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the dang poets urging us to seize the day! Still sometimes we have to see for yourselves, we have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons, we have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore. Until we finally understand for ourselves what Benjamin Franklin really meant. That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying.

Pages of Life...

I'll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time....

Its a living book, this life; it folds out in a million settings, case with a billion beautiful characters, and it's almost over for you. Its doesn't matter how old you are; it is coming to a close quickly, and soon the credits will roll and all your friends will fold out of your funeral and drive back to their homes in cold and still and silence. And they will make a fire and pour some wine and think about how you once were... and feel a kind of sickness at the idea you never again will be.

So soon you will be in that part of the book where you are holding the bulk of the pages in your left hand, and only a thin wisp of the story in your right. You will know by the page count, not by the narrative, that the Author is wrapping things up. You being to mourn its ending, and want to pace yourself slowly toward its closure, knowing the last lines will speak of something beautiful, of the end of something long and earned, and you hope the thing closes out like last breaths, like whispers about how much and who the characters have come to love, and how authentic the sentiments feel when they have earned a hundred pages of qualification.

And so my prayer is that your story will have involved some leaving and some coming home, some Summer and some winter, some roses blooming out like children in a play. My hope is your story will be about changing, about getting something beautiful born inside you, about learning to love a woman or a man, about learning to love a child, about moving yourself around water, around mountains, around friends, about learning to love others more than we love ourselves, about learning oneness as a way of understand God. We get one story, you and I, and one story along. God has established the elements, the setting and the climax and the resolution. It would be a crime not to venture out, wouldn't it?

Glimmer of hope...

So its been awhile, i haven't got much to say although much time has passed. Life truly is flying by in the blink of an eye these days.... we only have so much time on this earth!

Today i was thinking of all the amazing people i have in my life.. there are seriously so many. And i am very grateful, to God, my family and friends. For blessing me right and left with love, respect, memories, laughter and so forth........ the list could go on and on with the people i adore, i wouldn't know where to start, and more importantly i would have idea when to end that list....

As i enter into this holiday season i am humbled. I am also looking forward to what God has in store for my life, whatever it may be, tears or smiles..... its all part of this journey.

Disneyland Adventure.....

Whelp, i can think of no better time then now, when i feel as though i am on my death bed, to write about this past weekends adventure in Disneyland. I have a feeling Micky had something to do with my illness seeing as how a fellow traveler of mine, who also touch Micky is sick as well. I will show you this picture... Micky in the middle, Allison and I on the sides. Enough said.

So, as we beginning this adventure to the Happiest place on earth we first must get our tickets. You see, we found this place to get tickets for $60, instead of the usual $101. We had an appt at 8:45 to pick up the tickets, and so we were there promptly at 8:40. This is where the fun beginnings. There was a group of 3 other women, and a couple also waiting to get there tickets. They were there after us, but didn't seem to understand the concept of respect and wait for your turn. One of the women rudely blurted out "we have appointment!" and i believe all six of us said, SO DO WE. We were asked to wait outside because a group was already inside and one group at a time... so we did. we waited, and waited and finally we got in. So then Alli and i had to sit in this room with the other ladies to sign out the tickets, of course they didn't speak in English, so we assumed they were talking about us. Probably about how adorable we looked in Tye Dye. So we decided to text back and forth about how the girl of the couple was pacing in the hall way like she was about to go into labor. I mean really? Calm down!!!! So as Alli and i were chuckling we finally got our tickets but not without lots of laughter before.

So we are on our way to the park, but of COURSE there is a Marathon going on and of COURSE you can't exit off the normal Disneyland exit. So, more waiting. This time with some angry drivers who cut me off and honk their horn. "HELLO, do you not SEE the size of my 8 passenger burban that will crush your tiny Honda little girl?? Stop texting and pay attention!!!" So of course, we are humored. So finally we make a left, and find a vacant parking lot that belongs to this office building that is not opened on sundays. SO of course, lets park there. Its right across the street and really, who is going to complain? But just in case, i leave this happy little note... because hey, a heads up would be awfully nice! So did we get towed? Well you will just have to wait till the end of the blog to find out...

So finally, WE ARE IN. First mission, World of Color fast passes. 45 minutes later, mission accomplished. Second mission, obviously Micky ears, people NEED to know these tye dye shirts stand for something!! CHECK. Third mission, picture with Micky, which is conveniently located outside the Micky ears store. CHECK. (see picture above) Now, a ride? of course! So, after hours of waiting, some not so bright individuals and lots of laughter we hit up some rides! favorite of California adventure, Probably Tower of Terror. Alli had never been on it, which is neat. She had never been to Disneyland in general actually, just Disney World (spoiled) so it was all new to her! Allison was our Bride. P.S did i mention this whole trip was for a bachlorette party? If not, i just did.

This is us looking scared for the ride. Pretty fun. Did i mention this GIANT beetle that would NOT leave us alone in the Tower for Terror line!! Were we those girls who screamed and swatted at air, Yes. Were be probably annoying, Yes. If you would have seen the size of this thing you would of too, i can guarantee it. It liked the Tye Dye, seriously, it did. It found us in line even after we moved. Moving on....

We went on this rapid ride. Where you sit in a circle all looking at each other, thought it would be nice and refreshing, it was getting pretty hot. So we all sit and are getting excited, well we go down this slight downhill slope (not sure what else to call it) and the girls that were going backwards got SOAKED. Shawna, Alli and I on the other side weren't too bad. Just waist down really. Well as the ride keeps going and of course the raft keeps turning, we are about to go down another Downhill slope (i am beginning to think this is the technical term for it) that's TWICE as big. And of course, Alli and i end up backwards. So as females, we do what we know best, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO, ahhhhhhhhhahahah, NOOOOOOOO"- this is a exact quote, from both of us, at the top of lungs. So what happened. A small squirt of water lands on my jean shorts. "we were perhaps a tad bit dramatic"-Allison. Yeah, she was right.

Then around 3:30 we head over to the magic kingdom, by this point we have been on every ride worth riding anyway in California adventure, Soaring over California is seriously the best. And we had not at this point sat down. We had though, eaten our lunch in line, so we were nourished.

To speed this story up lets just talk about how Space Mountain is the lamest for breaking, Splash Mountain is not fun when there is no Sun out, and Indian Jones is super awesome. So finally around 8:30 we decide to sit down and eat. Where, we ended up waiting in the longest line of the day. It was redunk how long it took for us to get food, and i was second in line. But we ate, and headed over to World of Color!!!! Waiting in line was amazing, because by this point 6 girls who had been practically running all day, and waiting all day, were officially what i like to call slap happy. Everything was funny. EVERYTHING. The lady in line that Couldn't control her balloon to the rather large and tall man that kept bending over in front of us and sticking his butt where it doesn't belong to the other man who kept taking off his shoes in front of us. REALLY SIR?? Your feet SMELL!! Then there was the Bachelor group with their matching wind breakers from Oregon and seemed to think Arizona was on the other side of New Mexico. I'm sorry did you graduate high school?

Then finally the coolest part of the day.

WORLD OF COLOR!!! It is so amazing. AMAZING! we were in the "wet zone" and i didn't notice till after the show how soaking wet we all were. But it was so awesome. GO GO GO (this is me telling YOU the reader to go)!! So finally, its about 11o'clock at night, and we had been going allllllll day. My feet were past the "oh they hurt a little" stage and into "i cant feel my feet they are killing me and my legs are numb" stage. So we decided to take the trek back to the car. Not without saying a prayer that it was still there. OF course to add some dramatic effect there was a huge fence in the way so you couldn't see where i parked till you turned the corner, and what do you know.. IT WAS THERE. i like to think they thought about towing it but because of my rather clever note they gave us a break.

Anyway, if anyone has read this whole thing you are amazing. Just like the weekend. Special shout out to my cousin who let us sleep in his living room, and mom who let us borrow the burban which we couldn't do the BURBAN SLIDE without.

As a side note this blog has major misspelling and grammatical errors and at time may not make sense. But i am sick, and i dont care. I am also to lazy to fix it.

Amen.