Monday, July 27, 2009


I have a new obsession and it is the reason that I've started staying up til the wee hours of the morning... not a good habit to get into. A couple of years ago, my lovely sister Paige and her roommates got hooked on a TV show. Grey's Anatomy. I didn't think much of it. I'd never seen an episode and I had no time for TV. Well, times have changed and now I can't stop watching it. I'm addicted. To Grey's Anatomy.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Yay for summer concerts!

So I went to see Jack's Mannequin and The Fray last weekend at the USANA ampitheater. SO. MUCH. FUN. Both bands played amazingly and the crowd was loud and excited. The whole place was filled with a great energy and it felt amazing to be sitting outside on the grass with a warm breeze blowing listening to good music... not to mention the darling boy sitting next to me. Don't get too excited people! I'm going on a mission... remember? Yeah, me too!

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Monday, July 13, 2009

Overheard in the restroom...

"Oh my gosh, I want to see them right now!"

"I know! I would give my ice cream shake to Nick. Who would you give yours too?"

"Oh! I would give mine to Joe. He's my true love. Well... maybe Nick, I love him too."

"Yeah, I love them all. But Nick is my true love. I would do anything for Nick."

"Ah! I can't wait anymore. I just have to see them RIGHT NOW!"


Oh Jonas Brothers, what have you done to tween girls everywhere.

Friday, July 10, 2009

Church in Chacos

It was a good hour and fifteen minutes before the 11:00am meeting. I pulled my navy blue paisley jumper out of the fleece pull string bag I was using alternately as a suitcase and a pillow, shoved my arms and torso quickly through the hole, careful to get the straps in the right place, and zipped up the tent. Balancing on each foot in turn, I slipped on my Chacos and after grabbing my dusty Book of Mormon, ran to catch up with Rachel and Rob. We were headed to church.

It's a two mile hike from the camp ground at Havasupai to the village where the Supai tribe lives and manages their tourist attraction. It's a small farming village where horses and dogs, mangy and under-fed, roam around at their own leisure. The houses are small and many look run down with trash all over the yards. The occaisonal cable dish or bench set for lifting weights look oddly out of place. But just off the dirt trail amid the barbed wire corrals is a small white building with a steeple on top. Near the front door, a sign reads The Church of Jesus Christ of Later-day Saints and a faded picture of Christ adorns the window. The branch in Havasupai is small, consisting mostly of rugged looking group of backpackers only there for the weekend. But there are a few Supai tribe members and the Branch President - a heavy, long-haired Native American - welcomed us with open arms.

We used the hose outside to spray off our dusty feet. Many took their shoes off, leaving a dusty assortment of outdoor footwear on the porch, but I let mine dry and stepped into the meeting house with my feet shod. I've never seen a more grisley crowd at sacrament meeting but the opening hymn sounded like it was sung by a choir of angels as we all raised our voices in praise and gratitude for the opportunity to be at church. The sacrament was blessed and passed by volunteers from the congregation, boys in cut-off tank tops with sunglasses perched on their heads. But the ordinance was the same and seemed to mean even more in our humble circumstances. I got a little choked up thinking of the faithful saints in Nicaragua that might be having a similar experience, routine for them but eye opening for me. The speakers were a high councilman and his wife, flown in minutes before by helicopter from Kingman. Again, the closing hymn sounded glorious and I left feeling uplifted and edified. It's wonderful to know that the Spirit of the Lord is the same and blesses all of His children, wherever they happen to be, when we are gathered together to make promises and remember Him.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Catching up

It has taken me far too get blogging again since my mission call. Everything seems to be going so fast! My time is being pulled in so many directions and blogging has fallen to the bottom of my priority list... But not anymore! I have had a couple of post ideas swimming around in my mind for a while so I'll try to make them materialize in the next few days. Just know that I'm alive and doing great. I've never been happier and more excited about life.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

March 17, 2009

It's hard to believe that you're not here
I want to believe
You never left, just decided to hide
To escape from the pain of being

My shadow creeps along the floor
Always running from the sun as
I stand

Anticipation of starting anew
Breaks when I see your eyes
Staring blankly - it's hard to believe
That you're not

Friday, July 3, 2009


I'll just say this...

I did not anticipate how much I would love my new underwear.