drumroll please...

At church on Sunday, I was called to be Relief Society 1st councilor, woo! I can seriously testify that Heavenly Father knows each and every one of us, and he knows our wants and needs. I feel like this was such a blessing. I love Heavenly Father, I love the gospel and the church, I love everything that has to do with the atonement, holy ghost and its guidance, etc. But I still struggle. I felt like I was falling into a place where I was questioning directions in my life and purpose. I feel like this calling was the purpose I was looking for and after being baptized only a little over a year ago, I am ecstatic to learn even more. It's a lot, but I know it will be worth it and rewarding. There is no greater love than charity!

In other news, I hiked Bridal Veil falls with Katelyn on saturday. I feel like it was just a check off the list of things that you are required to do at least once if you live in Provo. The leaves on all the trees are changing, and there are amazing fall colors scattered across the mountains. Fall = favorite season of the year and I havent experience a Utah fall. I have high expectations, beautiful color on trees and scenery better not let me down! haha.

surviving cold showers

So I lagged on getting the gas bill transferred into my name, which resulted in no warm water. Figuring it would get turned on immediately the next day I rationalized that I would be able to live without a shower for 24 hours. I was wrong.

I had a long day at work and all I wanted was that super clean feeling. Mustering up the courage, I walked into my apartment and straight into the bathroom to shower. Quickly I turned on the water, and stepped into the shower at the far end of the tub. It went downhill fast. My instinct was to ditch the shower and live forever dirty, okay for another day. I decided to stick my leg into the stream of water, cold shock! I tried to hop to the other end of the bath so the water would flow over my head. It was an unusual dance I had with that water. As soon as I got my hair wet it was all over, freezing water flowed all over me and at that point there was no turning back!

Once it was all over, I vowed I would never do that again. And I couldn't help but laugh.

perfect day

As failed as my attempt was to get married this year, I still have faith that there is that someone I will one day meet. That one day we will grow old together and always make each other laugh. Hopeless romantic party of 1 right here!

So in other words, today I found my wedding day song. Even though I am not in engaged, not in a relationship and don't even want to be right now haha. One day though... drumroll please... this song is perfect. Also, I love this video, it makes me tear up.

http://vimeo.com/44417251

Seriously though, watch it and you will fall in love. I couldn't figure out how to get this video posted on my page since it is through vimeo. Trust me, watch it :)

the poor life

The poor life... okay, I know there are people that are a lot worse off than me haha. However, I just put lemon pepper on my scrambled eggs because I don't have salt. Drank water out of the one cup (coffee cup) I have, that was given to me for free for signing up with Wells Fargo (which I cancelled my account). It is just hilarious to me right now lol. Hey, maybe I will lose some weight! Always look on the bright side of things :)

The new Taylor Swift song, love love love. It isn't anything country, but she gets me every single time! So catchy. So here I am, sitting on my couch, alone on a friday night, watching access hollywood. Life is good.

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I am in love with my bed! Well not that much, but let's just say that my bed is a lot more comfy than my previous. However, it is still a twin. It feels great to walk into a room that has only your stuff in it. Both side of the walls are mine. Those clothes on the ground? All mine.

I am excited for this new adventure, with new roommates, with new people in the ward. I am ready to make new relationships with people I haven't met yet. All day I have been thinking about the friendships I have formed while I've been here, and some are good! But I want them to be better. I have been picturing a tree with its roots being a symbol as to how deep my relationships are. I am sad to say that none go too deep. Thing to work on number one.

outside.

When I am outside, I feel peace. Simple as that. Saturday night I was walking back to my apartment and it started to rain. I stopped, lifted my face to the sky, closed my eyes and let the drops hit my skin. I couldn't stay like that for too long or else people would stare haha but I enjoyed the moment.

Today me and Rochelle went to the park, sprawled our bodies out on the blanket she brought and read our books. I wonder what my outdoor get away will be when winter comes.

thank you's

Today while at work, I was taking my time straightening up the reception area. Our office had just put together a book of all the thank you cards we've received from both, past and current patients. While reading through them, it made me think of what a nice gesture that is. To go somewhere and genuinely receive great service, then send them a letter or card letting how much you appreciate them.

So there. That is exactly one thing that I am going to work on for myself. Maybe it will be an August and September goal, to buy a pack of thank you cards and send them out to let people know that I appreciate them. Whether it is caring service at an office, or just something at a restaurant, store, etc. I want to be able to find ways to use them and let people know that I truly am grateful for whatever kind of generosity I received. I know that would make my day, so why not do that for someone else?

Also, while writing this post I just realize that I am horrible at spelling receive. Every single time I type it, I put the "I" before "E"and afterwards need to go back and autocorrect haha.

day one

I've never felt a cry, like the cry I had today. It was a sort of an, "in-between," cry. I couldn't decide whether or not to keep trying to hold it in, or just let it stream out. So I was in this weird limbo of a cry. I feel like ever since I turned, ohhh 23 years old, I cry like a little baby. I get emotional over shows, church, everything haha.

Today I had a reason. I hadn't seen my little brother since December and he was graduating boot camp! I woke up to my mom crying before we even left to see him, she said she was "nervous." I wouldn't use nervous as my word of choice, but she did haha. We got to the marine base and made our way to his platoon area and got a briefing of what was going to happen for the day. When the time came, the boys we're allowed to stand in front of us for a brief moment and then jog away. It was like a quick tease. Over the bodies and waving hands of the people in front of me I got a glimpse of my brother. We had to wait another 2 hours until we actually we're able to be reunited.

But that moment was nice. It was a free for all once they let us loose on our new marines. My mom was jumping up and down so he could find us and once we reached each other, the tears flowed. I can't ever express how proud I am of him. Picturing him in a gas chamber, being yelled at constantly, physically and mentally tried every second of the day weighs on me. I know he is strong and I know that he isn't a little boy anymore. He isnt the little brother I picked on, or maybe he still is cause I totally still pick on him

Tomorrow is his actual graduation and we get to take him home. He says he wants pizza and his bed haha. Easy requests.

Pictures of the day from my phone, I left my camera cord in Utah so those will have to wait :)

For giggles...

Happy August!

Actually I have no idea what is in store this month. For starters, I am sitting at the Salt Lake City Airport on my way back home. It will begin with all my family (immediate family) being together for the first time since December and lots of hugs. No kisses, we're not that kind of family haha. I'll blog more on that later as the days go by.

So August, changes! I will be in Cali the first week and when I get back I will have a week left until I move out of my apartment and move into a different one. I am actually pretty excited, we will see how this not knowing your roommates thing will work out. But then again, I didn't really know Kelli or Ingrid that well before either.

Current situations (sorry, just going off on random thoughts), I love people watching. I seriously think of it as an exciting activity. Everyone at the airport is from a million different places and going a million different directions. I saw a cute little kid being towed on top of his suitcase by his dad. I stood behind an older lady who smelled strongly of perfume, you know the old lady smell. I was told by the airport lady that I seriously need to double check my pockets because there shouldn't be anything in them (im wearing stretchy exercise pants, no pockets in those things).

Darn, I've run out of thoughts.