21 February 2010

A dream is a wish your heart makes...?

Last night I had a dream that both of my roommates were crack addicts. It was interesting, to say the least.

I really need to start recording some of my dreams. They are hilarious, and I don't want to forget some of them. Like the one where Ronald Reagan had a sleepover at my house and my dad got mad and punched him in the forehead... Or the one where I cut off my hands and put them in the microwave... Or the one where Melissa was eating a tuna fish flavored popsicle...

25 January 2010

17 years ago today...

17 years ago today my brother and sister were born! Sweet! Happy Birthday, Rosemary and Remington!

Buuuut, and I think we can all agree on this, the more important fact is that 17 years ago today I was well on my way to coming down with Chicken Pox... Ahh, the memories.

Also, random AWESOME side note: President Monson announced a temple in Payson, Utah today. That's awesome.

More of an update [with pictures!] coming soon...

18 December 2009

Guys, I'm finally feeling like I can do this. It's refreshing how much a breath and a step away can really change your perspective on things. [Where, in this case, "breath" refers to Christmas break with NO school, "step away" is a 2,000-mile plane trip to New York, and "things" is whether or not I'm going to fail out of college]...

Sometimes, it's so good to know that your hard work can pay off. I want to remember this feeling come March when I will, undoubtedly, have an unebbing desire to quit school, burn my books, and run away to Iowa or wherever.

13 December 2009

PS - For updates, pictures, and emails from Jonathan in Brazil, check out elderjonsteele.blogspot.com...
I have to admit that despite all my complaints about the freezing cold and driving in the snow... I absolutely LOVE how everything glows at night when it's snowing. That's all. :)

Merry [almost-] Christmas, everyone!

26 November 2009

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

So tonight, I stayed out next door playing Monopoly with my neighbor and two friends. It was me and three guys, a far-too long board game, a few too many M&M's, and lots of fun. Toward the end, I started losing pretty badly. But, I still had two monopolies, and some cash. I landed on my neighbor's property. I asked him what I owed, and he told me something ridiculous like $1150. I replied, "How about $60...and I'll wiggle my eyebrows at you!" He said okay, and it was awesome. Ha! For the rest of the game, the other two guys were remarking about how they'd like to be able to get away with something like that but K-Money would never allow it. I love being a girl.

Also, Happy Thanksgiving! I hope y'all are celebrating in a totally rockin' way! Thanks to all for being fantastic people. Thank you for being the strong and solid examples that you are. Thank you for the kindness and generosity you have shown to me. Thank you for loving me even when I'm at my worst. Thank you for allowing me to see the light and the love of my Savior Jesus Christ more clearly through your thoughts, words, and actions. Thank you for being you. :) I love you all!

22 November 2009

Because it's the little things...

Sometimes, it's just the little fantastic things that make my world go round. Here's one for the books:

Yesterday morning, I was putting on my shoes - my old and ratty manly shoes that I love so dearly. They were hand-me-downs from my little brother (hand-me-ups, then?) 4 and a half years ago, and they are certainly well-worn - and I thought to myself, "I really need new shoelaces. These ones are about to die... I'll have to remember to put that on my shopping list at some point or something..."

Fast forward to 11 o'clock last night. Melissa and I had to make a last-minute Saturday night WalMart run. When I parked, I noticed some small plastic bag with something black in it by my back tire. I didn't think anything of it - thought it was just a piece of trash or something... Fast forward again to when we were finished shopping. We come out and I was loading the stuff in the back of my car, when I again noticed the little bag. For some reason I can't explain, I bent down and picked it up (who picks up trash in a WalMart parking lot at midnight??!)... Guess what it was? A brand spankin' new pair of black shoelaces. I kid you not. My life is way more than average...