Monday, May 31, 2010

Adapt and Overcome

 I have never been inspired by big celebrities,
(Although they are fascinating....)
 It has always been from the "everyday" people around me.

My friends are continually an inspiration to me.   
They are the most talented and the most awesome beings on this earth. 
(And will prolly be big celebs too.)
I challenged you to find cooler people than the people I know.

 My siblings are the strongest people around 
and I am blessed to have them as family.
 They have taken life's hardships and made the trials work for them.
Maybe someday I'll share their journeys with you,
but take my word for it, they are 

These people (and The Biggest Loser) have taught me some important lessons:
Everyone has the power to change.

Everyone has the ability to take the hand they are dealt
and make the life they want out of it. 

My heart is full of gratitude for the people around me.
 Thank you for making my life amazing! 

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Tuesday, May 25, 2010


All 2 of you that read my new blog, I need your help.

You may or may not know that I am running in the Wasatch Back Relay Race  race this June

and that I have for the past two years.

Well, this year my team is running in the name of cancer research!

We have a goal to raise $5,000 by the start of the race.

Time is ticking away and the race is quickly approaching on June 18th.

All of our donations have to be in by June 10th.

Anything you can give would be greatly appreciated. 

Peace n' blessin's

Wasatch Back Team 2008

Monday, May 24, 2010


Oh, LOST! How I have loved/hated you.

I first became addicted to you when my friend B. Tichy

forced me to watch you during our breaks in rehearsal.

Soon he no longer had to force me.

I began to care for the castaways and 

began to dream about being a castaway alone with Sawyer and Boone.

(And first season Jack. They're sexy, ok.....)

I began to hate you when you introduced Ana Lucia.

  But I forgave you because you killed her off. 

The hate came back when you started going extra crazy

and when you made Juliet call the hydrogen bomb an S.O.B.
 (super awkward....)

However, my love for you surpassed the hate 

and kept me tuning in to follow the fate of the inhabitants of the island.

Thank you, LOST, for being the first show I followed from start to finish

and for being well worth the journey.

Here's hoping we meet again in our special after death church.

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Chuck Norris Day

Every day in my Physical Science class, 

we have a joke of the day to rest our exploding brains for a moment.

Friday my professor declared to be Chuck Norris joke day.

So, if someone wanted to tell a joke in class it had to be a Chuck Norris joke.

I had no idea there was an entire genre of jokes dedicated to one man.

Well there is and they are pretty funny.

Here are a few to wet your palate: 

1. Some people wear Superman pajamas. Superman wears Chuck Norris pajamas.

2. When the Boogeyman goes to sleep, he checks his closet for Chuck Norris.

3. Chuck Norris destroyed the periodic table because he only recognizes the element of surprise

4. Chuck Norris counted to infinity--twice.

5. Chuck Norris will never have a heart attack. His heart isn't foolish enough to attack him.

If you feel like you're wanting more Chuck Norris jokes, go here.


Heaven is a Sunday afternoon nap

Heaven is discovering a forgotten Riesen at the bottom of your purse

Heaven is finally lying down after a seemingly endless day

Heaven is not failing Physical Science

Heaven is a selfless moment

Heaven is the perfect back tickle

Heaven is searching for sea glass along the beach

Heaven is laughing until tears leak from the eyes

Heaven is crossing the finish line

Heaven is knowing the truth

Heaven is the nostalgia of listening to the oldies on a summer day

Heaven is people watching at Lagoon

Heaven is a quality snuggle

Heaven is the sacrifice of tears for better understanding

Heaven is sharing it all with you

Friday, May 21, 2010

Oh, the Things We Could Bake

I have an affinity for the baked good.

Breads, rolls, pastries, cakes, cookies... you name it!

If it weren't for my waistline, I would prolly eat said goods for every meal

Maybe I already do.... don't judge me.

Anyway, I get the itch to bake nearly everyday, but I don't have the proper machine to do so

and I'm not willing to hand-knead bread dough again.

(I did once to make cinnamon rolls. Never again.)

Enter the Bosch Mixer.

What I would give for one of these in my humble student housing abode.

 I would bake tasty delights for friend and even foe.

I would have homemade Sharon Hansen wheat bread for sandwiches and toast.

There would always be a pleasant smell wafting from my house.

Oh, the things we can dream.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Ode to the Rice Sock

Oh, beautiful rice sock,

Thank you for healing my aching body in the wee hours of the morning.

Your heat and oddly, your smell, lulled me to sleep.

You also helped the pains in my tummy feel loads better.

 At times you warm my feet,

Other times you loosen those pesky knots along my spine.

Rice sock, I'm glad we are friends.

Want to make your very own rice sock?


1. Take one CLEAN sock
2. Fill it with uncooked rice
3. Tie opening in a knot

To use:
1. Place in microwave for approx. 2 minutes
2. Put heated sock on desired area
3. Cultivate new friendship with repeated use

May turn into flaming sock of death and burn
your flesh off if you put it in the microwave too long

"I found the troll!"

The other day whilst devouring some tasty ice cream cake, 
my sister decided to relay a story my mom told her. 
I deemed to be blog-worthy. So here you are.

A friend of my mom's has an older Down's Syndrome son who is fairly
high-functioning and can be left alone at times. 
Well, one day she left him at home and called to check up on him. 
They were talking for a minute when he told her that 
he had to hang up to go catch the troll. 
She didn't really think much of it and thought he was just 
playing a fun game to entertain himself.

A little while later she returns home to find him elated! 
He shouted as she entered, "I found the troll! Come see!"
She followed him to his room to find that he had moved
the dresser in front of his closet.
He moved the dresser to open the closet door and what
did he have in there as the "troll"....

A midget. That's right, a midget! This poor, unsuspecting midget
was a Census worker who had happened to knock
on the door while the mom was away to get the household info. 
He was locked up in the closet for about 4 HOURS!!!!

The moral of the story is, don't become a Census worker.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010


It takes a lot to make a blog look all neato and hip.

Please bless I learn how to soon so you all don't judge me.....

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

OK, OK....

I've finally decided to join in on the whole blog-business for a few reasons:

1. To share funnies

2. To rant and rave

3. To complain

4. To fit in with the cool kids

But mostly....

5. To keep a pseudo journal of my life for myself

So welcome me!