Firsts

Another way to get to know me!

1. Who was your FIRST prom date?

Paul, a friend my junior year

2. Do you still talk to your FIRST love?

We write letters... but the love has now turned *EDIT* only into friendship (there you go Mommy)

3. What was your FIRST alcoholic drink?

Haven't had one, and never will

4. What was you FIRST job?

Closing at Sugarbear Academy

5. What was your FIRST car?

Still waiting on that one

6. Who was the FIRST person to text you today?

Mia, my funny roomie who forgot to wear shoes to school ;)

7. Who was the FIRST person you thought of this morning?

Probably myself, wondering why I had to get up

8. Who was your FIRST grade teacher?

Mrs. Vawdrey, she was also my kindergarten teacher

9. Where did you go on your FIRST plane ride to?

I'm pretty sure that it was to California when my grandparents took us to Monterey

10. Who was your FIRST best friend and do you still talk?

I think it was Kirsten, and I haven't talked to her for years

11. Where was your FIRST sleep over?

At Whitney Brook's... actually, I think that's a lie, mine was probably at my house for my 11th birthday (because I couldn't have sleepovers until then)

12. Who was the FIRST person you talked to today?

My roomie Cecily! She's always happy in the morning, and I'm not, so it was actually more of her saying good morning, and me grunting in response.

13. Whose wedding were you in the FIRST time?

I was a bridesmaid for my sister's, but I wasn't really IN the wedding

14. What was the FIRST thing you did this morning?

Wake up. Then hit snooze (because it's tuesday and I can)

15. What was the FIRST concert you ever went to?

I went to the symphony in fourth grade (I think it was fourth, or maybe it was sixth?), but I think my first REAL concert was Josh Groban's in 2007

16. FIRST tattoo?

A butterfly or bird or something like that... it came off a few days later...

17. FIRST piercing?

Never had one

18. FIRST foreign country you've been to?

England!

19. FIRST movie you remember seeing?

Uh... Little Mermaid? Maybe?

20. When was your FIRST detention?

Never had it! I was soooo good!

21. What was the FIRST state you lived in?

First and only! Utah!

22. Who was your FIRST kiss?

Still waiting on that one too.

I love these things, and really there is no reason why. Love you all!

Tender Mercies

So, been going through some hard times lately. Feeling like a bad person/friend/employee. And then some remarkable things happened.

My brothers showed me some great love as they have hugged me, and talked to me about what's going on.

A fellow coworker noticed that I seemed a little stressed and not only gave me a hug and made me feel loved, but also gave me chocolate!

In my hymns class on Tuesday, all of the hymns we studied were about overcoming trials and trusting in God.

My roommates have been fantastic as I rode the emotional roller coaster up and down these past couple of days.

My parents have been encouraging; with my mom reminding me that there are people who love, not because they have to, but because they get to.

Thank you to everyone. Love you all.

Sisyphus (or, Living a Myth)

Sisyphus was one of those guys in Greek mythology that happened to really tick off one (or more) of the gods; in this case, Zeus (which you should probably never do). Probably not a good idea. Because of this, Sisy was condemned to pushing a stone up a mountain for all of eternity. But the REALLY horrible thing about this punishment is that every time there seemed to be an end in sight, when the top of the mountain was just a few feet away, the stone would fall back down the mountain and poor Sisy would have to start over again.

I feel like this myth is my life. Not that I ticked off any ancient Greek gods (and especially not Zeus, never Zeus!), but I'm pushing the stone of achievement/happiness up a long mountain and just as I'm about to peak, and I'm feeling pretty darn good about the work I've done so far, I lose my grip and the stone falls back down to the bottom. When I get to the bottom, there are all these people walking past, thinking that I'm not even trying, not believing when I tell them I am.

And this continues for eternity.

Brother From Another Mother

Here is the post I promised when I had written about my real brother. This is about my other brother.

So, my other brother didn't really have a choice in the matter (much like real brothers in that respect) as I just decided that I was going to save him from a life without sisters and adopt him. Fortunately for me, he's been pretty good natured about it. Haha. Course, I do kind of have them both wrapped around my little finger. :)

What makes this brother so great that I would purposely choose to add to my number? Well, he's funny, tolerant (I already mentioned his good naturedness), talented (plays a number of instruments), good priesthood holder, and-as with my real brother- I'm pretty sure he would be there to protect me if the need every arose (arised?).

I'm a lucky girl, aren't I? Bet you all are jealous because you don't have rocking brothers (real or otherwise) like I do, as you should be.

Love ya!