I’m getting married!!!

Just kidding. Not even close.

For the past year and a half or so, I’ve felt the need to go somewhere far away and have an adventure. First I thought about doing a study abroad. Then I thought about becoming a nanny. Then I thought about just taking a long trip to somewhere far away. Then I thought about working in an orphanage. I seriously considered and researched each of these options but for one reason or another, none of them stuck.

And then it hit me. Go on a mission.

I must admit, that was not exactly the type of adventure I was hoping for.

But that feeling came strongly last December and hasn’t left me since.

It took some time for me to warm up to the idea of serving a mission. Heavenly Father has been so patient with me throughout the past 10 months. He has helped me overcome my fears and concerns and has filled my heart with faith, courage, and love. That’s how I know this is the right thing. It feels so good.

One can imagine how I felt when I heard the announcement yesterday in General Conference about changing the age for sister missionaries. My mom called me at work to tell me and I thought she was kidding, until I could hear the waver in her voice that let me know she had tears in her eyes. I can hardly believe it and I’ve been in shock and awe all day. Needless to say, my day has been filled with many tears of happiness.

So what does this mean for me??

Well, originally I was planning on submitting my papers on October 17th (exactly 120 days before my 21st birthday) and leaving as soon as possible after my birthday.

But now…I can submit them as soon as they are done (the goal is by the end of the week—just one visit to the doctor left!) and I’m changing my availability date to January 1, 2013.

This new change only moves my time up a month and a half, but it means the world to me. So, my papers are going in this week (if all goes as planned) and I’ll be receiving a call in the next few weeks. I am beyond excited!

I trust that the Lord will provide for me and endow me with the power necessary for this calling. I have faith that He will guide and direct me and that when I return home everything will work out the way it is supposed to.

So here I go. I am going to serve a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints!


Time to Be Grateful

President Joseph F. Smith said, “I believe that one of the greatest sins of which the inhabitants of the earth are guilty today is the sin of ingratitude.”

Let’s just say I find myself guilty of this sin more often than I would like to admit.

So on this beautiful autumn day, here are some things I am grateful for…

  • My sweet mom
  • Nice smelling perfume
  • Raspberries
  • General Conference!
  • Rubbing alcohol
  • USU Football
  • My cute little preschool friends
  • Tissues
  • Afternoon naps
  • Making new friends
  • Ingrid Michaelson
  • My warm down comforter (even if it does shed a crazy amount of feathers)
  • The temple
  • Hot chocolate
  • My straightener

Welp, it’s time for me to eat some lunch and do some homework before I head off to spend the evening making smoothies.

You guys. I just started my third year of college. Ummm…what?? Is this real life?

It probably doesn’t seem all that crazy to any of you but it kind of freaks me out a little bit. I had a full day of classes today and it was completely exhausting, but good. I LOVE the first week of fall semester (referred to as the Week of Welcome) because they have a bunch of activities and food, and the best part—it’s FREE!

Every year during the Week of Welcome, the Special Olympics basketball team plays a game with the Aggie basketball team on the TSC patio. They give out free lunch and everyone eats and watches the game. Richard played today so I spent a few minutes watching and it was so much fun!


Yes, I realize it looks like he doesn’t want to be seen with me, but he really was excited. 🙂

My classes this semester are on the more boring side but I still think it’ll be a good semester.

Also, a few days ago I went to the Brigham City Temple open house with my ward. Holy smokes, that temple is absolutely BEAUTIFUL. What a blessing it will be to have another temple so close by! It’s an amazing building for several reasons and I’m really excited for the dedication.


Welp, it’s past my bedtime so I’m off to brush my teeth and eat my midnight snack (switch that order…) before bed.

So, I don’t even know how to start this post so I’m just going to dive right in!

At the beginning of the summer my mom was diagnosed with colon cancer. She had surgery in June to get a tumor removed and since then has spent most of her time at home recovering. She’s still not feeling quite back to normal but she is improving a little bit every day, which is really all we could ask for.


Next week she is having a port put into her chest and then starts chemotherapy treatments in a couple of weeks. She’ll be having these treatments for six months so she should be done right around Valentine’s Day.

Also, my dad had his gall bladder removed at the beginning of July and so for a while I had two parents who were incapable of doing pretty much anything. Nice, huh? So I was the caregiver for a few days. The ward was also really wonderful and took great care of my parents and Richard. Since I was around I even got a few free dinners out of it! 😉


A couple of posts ago, I wrote about how strange it was for me to only have one job. Well, that didn’t last long. I got a summer job working as a receptionist at Valhalla Salon and Spa. I spend my time at the front desk taking calls, making appointments, helping people check in and out, and doing laundry. Because I work at the salon, I am able to get a good deal on services and I have to tell you…I talked myself into getting an underarm wax. OH MY WORD. So painful. And the crazy thing is, I have done it twice now! And I also got my legs done. As much as it hurts, I really love the results so I keep going back!

And like last summer, I spent some time working as a counselor at Retreat for Girls and I was in charge of these cute girls!

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I also had the opportunity to see Wicked with my mom and sister! We got the tickets for each of our birthdays so it was like a big birthday celebration for us. This was my third time seeing the show and I can honestly say that it doesn’t get old! I just love it more and more every time! We had rockin’ seats (Thank you, HSF!) and the three of us squealed and giggled throughout the whole show.

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So that’s my summer in a nutshell. The rest of it consists of many hours of work, a few days relaxing with the fam at my uncle’s cabin, and emptying my entire savings account to pay the lovely registrar’s office at Utah State.

There are a few other things that are still in the workings and I’m sure I will post about them sometime in the future. Good things to come… 🙂

It has been brought to my attention several times this past week that I look really young for my age.

Let me share the conversation between me and the cute, black, college-aged salesman who knocked on my door today.

Me: Hi…?
Salesman: Hi, is your mother here?
Me: Ummm…*awkward laugh*…I’m actually a college student and I live here with my roommates.
Salesman: Oh! I’m sorry. You just look so young, I thought you were like, 16 or something. *awkward laugh*
Me: No worries, it happens all the time.
Salesman: So…you are over 18, right?
Me: Yes. I’m actually 20.

I love that even after I told him I was in college, he asked if I was over 18 years old.

I had three other conversations just this week where I was telling someone about what I’m doing with life and I’d mention that I have 3 semesters of college left and they would ask, “Wait, how old are you??”, and every time they were genuinely shocked to find out that I’m 20 years old. Most thought I was 15 or 16 and one lady thought I was 12. I know I look young, but really? 12 or 13??? Again, it’s not the first time.

I’ve always known that I look young for my age and these conversations aren’t anything new to me, but it has been happening a lot lately. When the person finds out that I’m actually 20 and not 14 they usually say something like, “Oh, you’re going to love that when you’re 40!”, but I think they just say it because they feel dumb and want to make sure I’m not offended or something.

Sigh. I’m a 20 year old stuck in a 12 year old’s body. Nice.

I work. I really wish I could say that my summer is going to be filled with traveling to far away places. I wish I could spend three months touring Europe or volunteering in Africa. But alas, I’m spending my summer working so I can pay for life.

As much as I wish I didn’t have to work all summer, do you want to know what has been a really hard adjustment for me? Working only one job.

Seriously. All of a sudden I don’t have school or preschool and I feel a little lost. I’ve gotten so used to having a fairly strict schedule and it works really well for me. I like knowing exactly when I’m going to do something and how long it will take me.

Now that I only have one job, I have so much free time that I’m not used to. It would be very easy to be lazy but I feel like with some conscious effort, I’ve been able to use my time to do worthwhile and productive things.

This summer I will be working at Jamba (2 years and counting…), reading a lot of neglected books (starting with Les Miserables!), preparing for and working at Retreat for Girls in July, going to see Wicked with my mom and sister, and hopefully taking a little trip to San Diego or somewhere equally exciting.

Even though I don’t have any huge plans, I think this will be a good summer.

I’ve already eaten my fair share of watermelon, popsicles, and banana ice cream. I also already (unintentionally) have a good head start on my summer tan. Well…that is, I already have a pretty good sunburn that will eventually fade into a tan.

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Chaco lines as of June 1, 2012.

The sad, sad news is that it hurts too much to shave my poor, sunburned legs so I’m turning into a hairy beast. Gross. Here’s to hoping they’ll be shave-able by church on Sunday. 🙂

Morningside School

For the past year, I have worked as an assistant preschool teacher at Morningside School. Yesterday was the last day of school and I was so sad! I love all those kids and I’m sad that I won’t be seeing them every day anymore.

I love Morningside for several reasons. First of all, I started attending Morningside as a student when I was 2. My mom had just graduated from college and got a job teaching preschool there and they let me start preschool a year early. I was in preschool for two years and then in kindergarten for one. Throughout elementary and middle school, I still spent quite a bit of time at the school helping my mom prepare for her upcoming lessons. I would cut, color, copy, and do anything else that she needed help with. I knew all of the teachers well and felt very comfortable walking around there.

Last summer my friend, Amber, graduated from Utah State and was looking for a preschool teaching job. It just so happened that Morningside was looking for a new head preschool teacher and she was hired! Later in the summer, the school decided to hire an assistant teacher and I was hired!

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Me and Teacher Amber

I didn’t fully know what I was getting myself into. Working with 3 and 4 year olds is no easy thing! They ask lots of questions, have selective hearing, let you know when you look funny because you’re not wearing make-up or have a big zit on your forehead, won’t clean up their toys, and occasionally throw tantrums.

BUT, they are also incredibly caring and sweet. They give plenty of hugs, compliment you on your coloring, bring you a neatly colored drawing from home made especially for you, and have the cutest little personalities and quirks. They make me feel so loved.




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Mine and Freddie’s matching Toms 🙂

My favorite thing about preschool is being able to watch the kids grow throughout the year. Most came in not knowing how to write their name and now almost every child can. At the beginning of the year I taught one little girl how to hula-hoop. She practiced all year long and now she can keep it up and going for a long time. Those are just a couple of examples but I’m amazed at their growth and how much they have learned.

I have also loved working in the same place as my mom. I’ll tell you what, she is a PRO! I have been very impressed with her abilities and I’ve realized that she has such a talent for working with these young people. She knows how to handle every situation and teach effectively. I have learned a lot of very useful tips, tricks, and techniques from her. It’s also been so fun to be able to see her every day, even though I don’t live with her anymore.


I love this job. I love that I can act goofy and silly, sing songs, eat snacks, color, and be creative. I’m grateful that I have been able to work with such intelligent, strong, amazing women.

I am sad that the school year is over. I have learned so many things that I think will be very helpful to my personal life as well as future jobs and careers. I’ll really miss all of my young friends but I’m also so excited to start back up in the fall with a new group! 🙂