Favorite Spring Sights

I was walking to church one morning and I saw the cutest thing ever! A happy bird was hopping around with an ENTIRE bill full of little sticks and weeds. So then he sets the whole bunch down and puffs up his chest and starts tweeting a happy tune. It was pretty much the cutest self advertising I've ever seen. He was all "look! I have stuff to build a home and I'm buff and I can sing!!! PICK MEEE!!!" It brightened my morning :)

Second, I saw the first two baby ducks at the duck pond. There's a fluffy yellow one and a fluffy brown and yellow one. Today they were both trying to sit on a rock. The fluffy brown one wanted to snuggle with the fluffy yellow one but the rock was slanted so he would sit really close and then gradually slide all the way down the rock and just before he hit the water he would scurry back up the rock to the fluffy one and repeat the process all over again. It was pretty darn cute.

Third. I love seeing the Daffodils and Hyacinths blooming in the sunshine. Daffodils are, in my opinion, the happiest looking flower. Hyacinths smell fantastic and are such a pretty little sturdy flower! For certain my faves.

Fourth. I couldn't make it through this post with out making some comment on my current location. Another favorite sight is the equal ratio of couples getting engaged, just barely dating, or breaking up for the summer. It is quite amusing. Couples mackin on benches, men on bended knee, and couples sitting at a fair distance in tears. This flurry of hormones makes my head hurt. But mostly it makes me laugh.

Favorite Spring sight is the count down chain that only has four links left. Four sleeps left til I get to see my family!!!!

Twitterpated... Twitterpation... Twitterpating....

So just in case anyone was curioso, I have a date this Saturday. YES!! Same boy from the last post, he called on Tuesday and asked me out for tomorrow. I don't know which is making me more twitterpated... the guy or the fact that I finally found someone who doesn't watch R rated movies!!! FINALLY!!! My faith in men is renewed! I must say I am happy with the whole situation.

Top This!

At this point in my life, I don't know if there is anything that can make me so ecstatically happy and excited as a good date. I'm just in from a FANTABULOUTASTIC date! I can't stop smiling. I know you are all married but remember these times... It will make you smile! If not, I'm smiling enough for all y'all. Just thought I'd let you know :)

Spring Break

As many of you know, BYU does not participate in the phenomenon of spring break. While I think this is to prevent the more rebellious part of the Provo population from loosing their goodness in Cancun, I have to admit that I would LOVE a week off! So I've been trying.

Two weeks ago I took a week off from school. Unfortunately I left my apartment only three times and used up two boxes of kleenex. Not my idea of spring break.

So this past weekend I took an extra day off and went up to Idaho to spend Conference weekend with some family. Loves! What a wonderful break! I got to spend time with some of my absolute favorite people in the world. I always feel regenerated after weekends like that. Unfortunately, yes this one has an unfortunately attached as well, I missed a quiz and another class so I have to play catch up this week.

I went to school yesterday to find out that there was only SIX days of school left. Really, it was quite a shock. Lesson learned. Don't try to take two spring breaks in a row. It really throws ya! So I have decided to buckle down and start getting ready for finals.... But I had to try for ONE LAST spring break. It was in the 70s today and I decided to lay on the grass and read my book. I think that this spring break pleased everyone. I got to read my new book. I got a sun burn. I DIDN'T miss any classes and I still got to talk to Grama and my Momma on the phone :)

While I think I prefer my Second attempt, I have a feeling the closer finals get, the Third attempt will be repeated many times. I love spring break!

Sweet Memories...

I have had a lot of time to think this past week since I didn't leave my bed until Thursday and then only momentarily. I have the most wonderful memory of my Daddy. When I was growing up having Daddy wake us up was a rare thing. He had work during the week and was most often working as or with the Bishop on Sundays, so moments with Daddy in the morning were rare. When Daddy did wake us up, it was a treat. Literally. Every time he would come in and put a piece of candy in my mouth and wake me up with that small moment of sharing candy together. It sounds cheesy I know, (and trying to put it into words certainly does NOT help the cheese factor) but now that I am grown up and waking up to crabby roommates I often think back to those moments. I would love to go back and just wake up to a piece of chocolate in my mouth and Daddy sitting on the edge of my bed.

They Call Me Lady Luck

Alright. This is not meant to draw sympathy. Although, if any of you happen to have any wonderful worthy single males in your community....this IS meant to draw those:)

I am Lady Luck. Starting all the way back from High School, I have dated and prepared many a young man for marriage. In total, I have rather seriously dated 6 guys. Of those 6, FIVE have ended up marrying the girl they met right after we broke up. Usually they meet within the week of the breakup. Really, I must be a great teacher because these guys sure are dropping like flies!

The latest event. The boyfriend from this summer is officially engaged. Ring and all. He started dating her around Thanksgiving. Now, I am not a huge fan of shotgun weddings.... but I guess the guys gotta do what he's gotta do. Plus I could list his whole list of his cons here but I'd like to remain at least semi positive about this situation. Let's just say it wasn't meant to be.... It hasn't been meant to be with anyone yet.... I'll give it a little more time.

So, as I am beginning my business of training males to become worthy mates, I am taking any and all suggestions for things you think would be helpful for the pre-marital male to hear, learn, and incorporate into their daily lives. Really, ANY little bit helps :)

A Hairy Situation

I consulted with my mother before telling all you about this. I figure since I don't have children to write about I would just make this a place where you can come and laugh and re-live the awkward days of singledom. Enjoy.

The deed went down early this morning yet I did not realize I should be racked with embarrassment until about 40 minutes ago. Here is the story.

I was walking across campus on my way to take a Doctrine and Covenants quiz in class when I saw a very attractive boy from my class volunteering for BYUSA. It's student elections this week so there are booths all over campus. I stopped and asked if he felt ready for the quiz. He said he hadn't had time to study and he was really worried about it. We have to know the key words for each section. So I told him I would help him, just as long as he didn't laugh at my silly mnemonic devices. So I go off telling him my devices for sections 98 -108.

Section 103 is Zion shall be saved by power. So my device is flexing your bicept at three different angles. It might be hard to imagine but in the end my arm ends up at a 90 degree angle with my body and my bicep is flexing in full womanly glory. All went well and we both aced the quiz.

Fast forward to this afternoon- it's a wonderfully beautiful day and I was sitting outside studying. Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw a blurry object. I tried to turn and it disappeared. I waited and as I stretched out I saw it again. A big hairy rabid animal was hiding in my armpit!!! Oh no. I quickly flashed back to the last time I took a shower (not too far back I promise) and realized that I had forgotten to get a tip for my razor so I skipped the whole shaving deal. Now I had a hairy animal in my possession! No, it wasn't that bad but bad enough to be seen.

*GASP!*

Bad enough to be seen by the very attractive boy that I had flexed my bicept infront of multiple times this morning!!!! Darn these fashion T's and their small armpit seams! I could have crawled under a rock and just died with my big hairy rabid animal or small pokey hairs... either way I wanted to be under a rock!

I saw him again this afternoon and we talked. He didn't say anything like referring to monkeys or un-hygenic european women so maybe he didn't see. Just maybe I can come out from under my rock (a.k.a. the basement of the SWKT). :) I guess I have to so I can make it to the testing center before choir. Good thing I have a jacket with me!