what i do with my long weekends

These past two weeks have been insane! Every day I am late on campus, and I have stuff planned for every break I have. Fortunately, I have been able to get it all done. So this past weekend I went up to Virginia, Idaho to Grandma and Grandpa's. It was a blast! Most of my funny stories for the week come from that. So, I will begin with a little picture:

Aren't we cute? Me and G-ma.

Story 1: On Sunday, G-ma and G-pa asked me to join the choir. So, I also joined them for practice afterwards. Kaymster joined me for practice too. Before we started, AuntieK brought out a big bag of assorted Hershey chocolates. Kaymster loaded her pockets, so I just played innocent and taught her that sharing is great by asking her for a bar whenever I wanted one. :) She did very well and shared. Then, Kaymster had to go the bathroom so I took her and showed her where it was. On our way back, she went on one side of the stage where the candy was. She grabbed a bar for her and she comes and sits down. I lean over and asked if she got me one. She happily finished hers and then went back to the bag to grab some more, this time for the both of us. AuntieK, who runs the choir practice, tells Kaymster that she needs to wait until the end. Of course, Kaymster plays innocent and says, "Oh, I was just getting some for her." Haha oops.....I didn't really ask her to get more for me, rather I just wanted to know if she had gotten some for me the first time...I probably turned red. Who wants a little kid blaming them. Not I. 

Story 2: Monday night, I got home from G-parents and I was unpacking. I found an empty plastic bottle that I needed to throw away. I went into the living room and threw it across the kitchen to get it into the trashcan. It hit the wall, and bounced almost the whole way back to me. I said shoot picked it up and shot it again and I again missed. I finally just walked over and dropped it in. About 30 minutes later, I went over to our neighbors for a surprise bday party for another person in the ward. We were talking and Neighborgirl said that she came by a half hour ago and was about to knock on the door and then she heard something drop and someone say shoot. So she waited, and was about to knock again when she heard the sound again. She was a little concerned about what was happening and figured it wasn't a good time, so she just left. Hahah, just goes to show you better be careful with how loud you say things and remember that sound effects can be bad. I laughed so hard when she told me that. I hope that you can laugh at it too. 

Well, 2 stories are really what I have time for, but I hope you enjoy them. In addition, check out this link and you can see a video of G-ma and me tubing. Yep, my grandparents are 83 and 84 and they went snow tubing with us. They are the bomb.com. :)

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10100201055531834&set=vb.193302340&type=2&theater

Love you.

Peace out.

-the tall girl

I am no longer a kid.

Another week has flown by! Southwest Airlines told me no and so did Goldman. So, I am back to internship hunting, or I guess continuing. I have an interview with The Church offices next Thursday for an HR internship, so we will see how that goes. I think it would be awesome to work for them! I don't really remember the position I applied for though....that's a problem. ...I have been running around constantly this week. Long days on campus, long tests, long projects...but, I have survived and I am going to celebrate at Grandma's this weekend :) assuming they allow me to come visit. I still need to call. But here is a great picture of us together.

They thought that me taking a picture with my phone was pretty cool :)

So, you are probably wanting the funny stories by now so I'll start.

#1 - I failed my business law exam. 

#2 - I went babysitting last Friday night. It was quite entertaining. Tato and Lexa were super funny. Most of the time I was worried Tato would shove something in his little two year old mouth and go into some allergic reaction and I'd have to use an epipen...or whatever that scary thing is. I was a little anal probably, but oh well. He didn't die and I didn't have to give him a shot or take him to the hospital so we both won. Lexa and I were doing tricks down the slide in her house. It was an awesome slide, the typical 2 bump slide ya know. I get to the top and she says to me, "Do something like a cowgirl." So, of course I do something awesome because that is what she wanted. I stuck my legs over one side and said that ladies always ride side saddle and then i pushed off and said YEEHAW!!!!! I zoomed very quickly to the bottom and woosh i flew into the air off the slide and boom!!!! I landed right on a thick, hard, plastic ball. Some random toy had randomly rolled right to where I randomly landed. I thought I should have crushed it, but my leg went completely dead and it HURT!!!! Holy macaroni! I laid on the ground and just said, don't try that one Lexa....I stayed there for only a couple of seconds and I moved. Ohhhh, the pain continued, I made it over to the stairs and Tato begs me to ride down with him because he is too big of a chicken. I made it over there, and went down again. But, my leg/hip hurt for the rest of the evening. Hhahaha, I am not a kid anymore. That is what I realized. I got home and I was still in pain. On about Sunday, the bruise showed up. It is probably the size of a chocolate glazed long rectangle doughnut. Yep, haha it was big and dark. I just laugh about the story, and I am so thankful I didn't injure myself worse, and I am glad the ball didn't break.

I have another good story about a game that I played at game night, but maybe you should just look up the game. It is "Reach for the Stars." It is pretty dang old, so I don't know if you'll be able to find it. But, let's just say a kid I just met had to say to me, "I love you. Just because you are you." I was dying laughing. I almost couldn't look at him seriously and vice versa. Haha, it was great. Maybe I'll write the full version next week. We'll see.

I hope I brought you some laughter. That is what this blog is meant to do.

Peace out.

-the tall girl

p.s. Happy Be-Lated Valentine's Day! I love you.

Public Transportation Adventures

Man, I am struggling to find some funny story to entertain you with. This week has just been crazy not too loaded on the funny side. Maybe a little bit unbelievable too. I had a waterpolo game and a basketball game this week. I think I am getting old. I only played half the game and yet, I was so exhausted from it. The next day I was still tired. I never thought at the age of 20 I would feel so old. Haha, but I am being an adult today. I am sitting and waiting for my second interview of the week. This is one high class building and my interview is on the 14^th floor! That’s incredible to me. I just applied online for this job. The people that came to Cougar College told me I was too young to be eligible for a summer internship, but I submitted my application online and lo and behold I got an interview just through my online application. So I guess, this leads to story numbero uno.

I have never ridden public transportation before. I looked up the weather for today, and it is supposed to snow…so I decided not to drive. BUT, I didn’t know how in the world I was going to get to downtown Salt Lake. Fortunately for me, the UTA recently put in a magical train called the FrontRunner. I called up my all-knowing cousin Woody and asked him how I could get to this certain address. He researched and called me back and gave me excellent directions for how to get here. I was planning to walk the mile from the station, but it turns out, there was another train I could board and get almost exactly where I needed to be. Sislaw was texting me and she was telling me how creepy public transportation usually is and I really didn’t see anything sketchy on the FrontRunner so I was thinking people just over react. I made it to Salt Lake and boarded the other train that people can ride for free around Downtown Salt Lake. As I was sitting there, more and more people were boarding and this is when I started to get a little creeped out. For a long time I was the only girl on the train and a few creepy men. I started getting antsy and I wasn’t sure if I was even on the right train. I have just been a nervous wreck since last night so this was just building up. I told myself to remain calm and trust the kind old man who told me that this was the train I was supposed to be on. So, eventually we took off and exit after exit I just worried a little bit more…but, I remember what Woody told me and he was right, the train stopped right where I needed to get off to go to the fancy building. I made it and I made it safely, and the security guard here is so kind and he is letting me chill down here in the lobby until my interview begins. I think this fancy building has the nicest, friendliest security guards I have ever met. I have a really good seat for people watching too. But, I need to do some studying so that concludes my story.

Oh, a follow up from last weeks’ story about Run. The date didn’t happen…he went grocery shopping. It sounds a lot worse than it is, but it did make me pretty mad. Don’t worry though, Monday after volleyball class I gave him a piece of my mind. We talked for about 30 minutes…basically until I told him everything I thought and by the end he felt like the biggest jerk that walks on the planet. I am glad that he feels bad about what happened and I think we cleared everything up so we are just fine now. Things are pretty normal, at least I think so. We shall see if he ever asks me out again. I told him I didn’t want a pity date. I only want one if he is actually interested. Hmmm, we’ll see. At least he knows where I stand.

Well, that’s it.

Peace out.

-the tall girl

p.s. I think the interview went well, and I am back to me home safe and sound :)

It's been real.

This week has been CRAZY! I was on campus late every night it felt like. And I did a lot of physical activities. First, I began with volleyball at 8AM on Monday. We did attacking! Yes! Exactly what I wanted to work on. So, we hit all through the class. I was pretty sore after that. I think part of it may have been from a massage that I got on Sunday. Haha yep, I came home from ward prayer and Blew and Steal were here giving Hawaii a massage. She hurt her body while rollerskating and then we delivered get well cards all Sunday afternoon so she was exhausted and in pain. Blew asked if I wanted to give him a massage and then switch. That sounded really nice, so I couldn't pass it up. We switched off and on for about an hour. I think he really irritated a deep knot between my shoulder blades...haha so that was not a good way to start hitting practice, already sore. It made me very tired, but I was excited to be hitting. ....Tuesday night rolls around and we have a waterpolo game!!! Woowoo! We got demolished, killed, smothered...however you want to put it. I felt like it was a lot harder to control my tube and I was exhausted afterwards. I went to bed as soon as I could and then back to volleyball at 8AM the next morning. It was snowy and icey and I ran the mile to class anyways. We did more attacking and worked on transitions and blocking. Oh boy! I was soooooo tired. By the end my swing blocks were not having jumps included. Not smart. I dressed professional and went to the career fair to talk to companies I want to work for. Then, that night right after my MCOM class, I had a basketball game. We only had 6 people and as I stood there beforehand I looked at my teammates and said, I hope I have energy for this. She looked at me really odd like, but I truly was tired. Last night I went and played broomball on ice at 7Peaks. It was super fun, but it made me all tired again. So physical exhaustion came from: walking through snow and ice everyday, basketball, volleyball, and broomball. Probably a little insane, but I had a ton of fun and I got most of my school work done.

Oh well, this week has a lot of funny things that happened. Most of them might have just been funny because I was there but I will share a couple and you can tell me if they are funny of if they are just lame. Feel free to be honest, I want to be entertaining. (And hopefully the first part was funny too.)

This first one happened about a week ago. I had excellent plans to make delicious pancakes for myself for dinner. I mixed it all up, and then after I had cooked almost all the batter I realized that I had forgotten the eggs! They were very tasty, haha and I am so glad they actually turned out. It was old mix, so maybe that helped some.

Another: Doubles and I finally got to talk on the phone for the first time since she has been married. I told her the story of Run last semester, so I had to update her. Basically, my date is tonight and he scheduled it on Monday and I still have no idea what I am doing for it. I don't really know how to find that out. I wish you could just be completely upfront and bold about things. You could just say to people, hey...and explain yourself and they'd do the same and then everyone would be happy because they are on the same page. It doesn't work that way....it's all a game. Doubles asked me how do I always get in the most awkward situations, and honestly I have no stinkin' idea. I am just that fortunate to have awkward and funny stories every week of my life. It gives me something to laugh about, so I am grateful. 

I tried to find a picture, but I don't have any about anything that I wrote. So, use your imagination.

Peace out.

-the tall girl

Snow Adventures

This week has flown by! It has been full of adventures though. I went to an information session and they told me once again that I am too young to apply for an internship…I have been hearing that for the past two year…I have just as much or more experience than the people they will hire, yet they won’t even consider me because I graduate a semester later. Those crazy people. Brother said they were dumb, and I agree.

Last week, we had an innertube water polo game! I am on a team with my ward and we DOMINATED!!!!!! 42-4. Homee and I discovered that if you lift up your feet and turn yourself with your hands, you can spin really fast!! It was so much fun, I did that for most of the second half while I was on defense. It was a really fun game.

Saturday, I had an Aspen Grove reunion. Lunch was served and it was delicious!!! I loved it and it was free so I just wanted to keep eatin. After I finished, we went cross-country skiing. I had never been before, and it was pretty tough! I was already tired from a basketball game that morning so I was doing all I could to keep going. It was the perfect day outside: sunshine, clear skies, no wind, and mountains. And here is where a funny story comes in:

(Use your imagination to picture what is happening)

M, Panda, and I decided that we would ski through this little woodshop shelter thing. It kind of looked like it would be a tall covered bridge or something. Panda went first, and she almost lost her balance going down this short, but very steep hill at the end of the shelter. M went, and she got to the bottom of the 4 foot hill and toppled over. The hill was much steeper than we thought it would be. I waited until a bunch people had passed so they wouldn’t be watching, and then right as I was about to go, M said she went off unevenly and that is why she fell….as she was speaking, I felt my left ski just start going! I tried to get the other ski to go, but it wouldn’t and I fell right on my bum basically at the top of this tiny, steep hill…I was about a foot away from the edge of the tunnel thing. Hahahaha, we each got a little bit less successful with each one of us. I laughed so hard as I was laying on the ground. I didn’t realize pain until I stood up and my tailbone was aching. We didn’t ski much farther and we turned the skiis in for the day. Nothing extraordinary happened while we were snowshoeing, but it was still fun. I had never done either one until that day. By the end, I was exhausted.

Peace Out.

-the tall girl

Who did I just go on a date with??

Wow, another week has flown by! I can't believe it. There were lots of funny things that happened. I have started to write little notes so that I could remember them for when I write this post every week.

This weeks funny stories:
#1
Last Friday night, my roommate, Hawaii, gets a call around 6:20 from a kid in the ward that we will call Skinny. He says, hey do you want to go on a double date tonight and does one of your roommates not have plans either?? Since we didn't really have set plans, Hawaii agreed that we would go with Skinny and his friend Bacon (who we didn't know). As we were getting ready, we didn't really know who was going to be going on a date with whom. That's always awkward. They show up, and Skinny is about as tall as me and Bacon is a few inches shorter. So I look at him and think this is going to be another just for fun date with someone shorter than me. Wellllll, we get to Hawaii's car and she hops in the driver seat and Bacon sits in the front....awkward. I thought Skinny was supposed to be on a date with Hawaii. Nevertheless, off we drive and Skinny asks me questions as though we are on a date. Conversation is good and we get to Cafe Rio and it is jammed. So, we decided to go to Subway so the hungry boys could get food faster. Skinny tells me to order first...and note, we still don't know who is on a date with whom. So, I order. What a dilemma though! I don't know whether or not to get a $5 footlong or go for the six inch, because I don't know how much my date is going to eat or pay for because I don't know who I am on a date with! I went with the footlong and then Skinny ordered right after me. The Subway worker asked me, who is paying....I just looked at him and shrugged my shoulders and mouthed, I don't know. He was probably laughing internally at this point. Skinny ended up paying for mine, so I considered that as a sign that I was on a date with him. We went to Bacon's house and played foosball and Ticket to Ride. It was a super fun date, and we laughed a lot, but the whole time I kind of knew that I was on the date with the wrong person. Lesson to be learned: make sure that your date knows that you are their date. It makes things a lot less complicated.
#2
Sunday night, Run and a few other people in the ward came over after the fireside. Hawaii got Nerf guns for Christmas and they were sitting out, and Run decided it would be fun to go attacking apartments. So, we all grabbed guns and ammo and went around the complex knocking on doors and shooting whoever answered. We'd run in and grab the ammo and then leave. One apartment said after we attacked, we wondered what was going on, we heard screams and then we heard them getting closer and closer. Haha, that was us. But, we went to ward prayer and there was this tiny end table...probably about a foot wide and 2 feet long. So, I turned it sideways and Run and I sat on it. Pretty soon, more people started coming, and Steal came and wanted to sit with us on this bench. So I scooted over until I was about halfway off and Steal was halfway on and Run was squeezed in the middle. There was one girl and two guys on this bench probably only made for one person! I sat there, and towards the end of the meeting, I was dying. My leg was starting to cramp from holding myself up for so long! I started fidgeting and Run asked if I was okay. I said I was because I didn't want to make him move, I liked sitting right by him. Eventually Steal got up and left and we scooted back on until we were both sitting pretty normal and then we just stayed there for a long time people watching. :) It was a great time.

Well, that's a long post, but hopefully you find it somewhat entertaining. 

Peace Out.

-the tall girl

I am a blogger now

Life here in Utah is snowy! It has been snowing since last night, and on and off throughout the day. It is a winter wonder land. I enjoyed the warm weather of Arizona during Christmas break. Coming back to Utah was coming back to below zero weather...not fun. Besides the weather though, I am enjoying being back. 

It is different without cousin here as a roommate. I have never not lived with family in college. But, I lucked out with good ones. Kiley is the new addition this semester and she is wonderful. She just got back from her mission a few weeks ago and she is really nice. I think I have most of my stuff organized now, which feels really good. 

My school work isn't quite organized yet, but I am working on it. I just need to sit down and get crackin. I will be writing on this blog for the next semester and tweeting...both are required for my class and both I have never done before. Apparently the more you write, the better you get. We shall see. 

I feel like blogs are supposed to be funny or interesting or helpful. Each time I am going to try to post a funny story. It will be funny to me and hopefully be funny for the readers. So, here is my funny story of the week: 

Tuesday night I went around to the apartments in my ward delivering letters and the monthly Ensign. It is part of my calling. So, I get to this apartment and I feel like I know the guys who live there pretty well. I have hung out with them a few times and have known them for about six months....anyways, Curious answers the door and I said, "Hi Fred!!!" He looked at me like, I can't believe you just called me Fred, so I quickly said, "Oh my, you are not Fred, can we try this again please??" and I motioned for him to shut the door. I paused for a second, and then knocked again. When he opened it I said, "Hi Curious! How are you?!" ...we continued a short conversation and then parted ways. I felt terrible for calling him the wrong name, haha but I am glad that he let us rewind and play again. Phew. Forgetting people's names has happened a lot lately...I need to go back to calling everyone ummm.

Well, that's it. Peace out.

-the tall girl