two weeks

Two weeks from yesterday (possibly three) I will be doing this..

..because I will be holding my mission call in my hands!!

(the beach may or may not be included)

simply wonderful

I never knew I was such a fan of limeade.
Until I tried this.

Oh. My. Gosh. I guess I should have known that the manufacturers of my favorite orange juice could also produce a perfect lime creation. Its so simple. But so wonderful. And so is Brock for continuously providing it for me.

Try it. You'll love it. This is my promise to you.

sweet sweet

So, yesterday Brock surprised me right when I got home from school by bringing me these..

as well as some cookies :) He just did it to be nice.. no particular reason at all. He's pretty great. I kinda like him.

(this is us up by Tibble Fork last weekend)

not so bad

This has been me for the past five days...

I've never gone through tissue boxes so fast in my entire life!

But as miserable as being sick is... it seems that sometimes the best things happen to me when my body feels the most miserable. Like when I got the flu in elementary and got to stay home from school drinking warm cherry Jell-0 (mama nurse told me it would soothe my upset stomach and I did not argue or complain). Or when I got my wisdom teeth out and I got to watch High School Musical 2 three times in a row (ok i'm just kidding about that being one of the best things). The last time I got sick was in October, and the boy I liked started coming over to watch O.C. re-runs with me because that was the only thing I felt good enough to do. And for some reason, the boy I've been hanging out with for the past month decided to wait until now, when I have tissues in all my pockets and I'm blowing my nose every ten minutes, to finally kiss me.

I'm thinking maybe I should get sick more often?

sunshine

the beach
and disneyland........

HERE I COME!!

as if nothing had changed

"No matter how long I was away, no matter how great the distance, whenever my friends and I met again, it was as if nothing had changed. We picked up our lives where we left off, and it was as if time had stood still."

-Elder Ronald Rasband

I heard this quote tonight and of course, it made me think of this..

That really is how it feels every time we get back together.

I will always love you Mands, Beccs, Chrissy, Dan, Madds, Heath, Laur, Stina, Katie, Tia, Stace, Bry, Rach, and Las :)

And I hope it will be that way with these ladies when we're no longer together..

my friends are pretty great

caring

Caring is a beautiful thing. It's what builds relationships. It's what defines our character. It's what makes us human.

However, sometimes it is not caring that releases us.

Not caring if the carpet gets dirty (because our vacuum is broken).

Not caring that we haven't showered today.. or yesterday.

Not caring if our professor gives us an A-, B+, or B on our best effort project.

Not caring if it's sunny or if it's snowy outside.

Not caring that we're not wearing the trendiest item (especially if it's a weird knit ear warmer headband with a giant flower on the front).

Not caring that a boy we really cared about stopped being a good friend.

Not caring that we're not brave enough to try the jumps and rails that everyone else is trying.

Not caring if we're not the fastest runner in the race.

Not caring if our stomach is a little bit chubby.

Not caring that we're wearing leather grandpa moccasins rather than cute high heels to school every day.

Not caring that we've been eating micro-waved leftovers for two weeks rather than cooking something new.

Don't get me wrong, I still consider myself a caring person. I still care about the most important things in life. But as far as some things are concerned,

sometimes

it just feels good

to not.