Monday, April 11, 2011

My Mother

"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.
I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."

— Marjorie Pay Hinckley

This quote really reminds me of my mom. Especially the part about the station wagon.

Happy Mother's Day Mom!! I love you so much!

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

April

This is one of the best months of the year. Mostly because of April Fool's day, which I didn't take advantage of this year. We took engagements on April 1st and I wanted to put on tons of eye makeup and then pour water on my face and tell Jordan right before we took pictures that I called off the wedding. I decided this would actually not be funny, and would potentially ruin the photos, so I didn't do it. Another really great thing about April is the shift from freezingness to manageable coolness. It has officially taken place. No more wearing coats on my walk up to campus. I refuse to wear them from now until winter, even on days when it does dip into the 30's. Yahoo for April!

Here's what's been going on lately.
We played croquet at the Provo Beach Resort with Courtney and Mike. This place is sweeeet. It's like a grown-up Chuck-E-Cheese. It's obviously very sophisticated too, considering the croquet course. I didn't know what this was until recently. Any sport that requires players to swing a mallet between their legs seems way too dangerous to me.
Does something look out of place here? Maybe a knee cap? Jordan busted his knee the other day, but don't worry, it wasn't while playing croquet. It happened playing basketball 24 hours after we both signed up for a half marathon that takes place in a month. If it's still so swollen and sore by then, maybe he'll be my biggest fan on race day? I seriously hope he gets better by May 7 so we can race together!
Rachel, Mary and I went to dinner with CJ's mom and told our favorite CJ stories. The common themes in all of the stories about her are that she was often lost in a big city or getting in trouble, whether it was Spanish guards pointing guns at her for taking photos of government buildings or when we giggled so hard we almost got kicked out of a violin concert. And now she's on a mission probably making every person she meets in Colorado laugh til they cry.

I got a job. A great job. A job that I plan to keep for the rest of my days in Provo. There are many many days left. Approximately 730 happy days.

Many trips to JCW's to celebrate new jobs and birthdays. This is the best burger restaurant to grace Provo with its presence, ever.

I saw Lisa dance last week and will be watching her dance again tomorrow! Go to the RB room 166 at 7 tomorrow night. The best part: Admission's free!

Took 2 dance tests myself.

Skyped with Anna. I'm missing this chica but she's loved her study abroad and will be back and we'll be living under the same roof in no time!!

Mom tasted wedding cakes with MK and picked what will be served at our reception! Lucky ducks.

Picked out bridesmaid fabric with Denise, Rachel and her friend Caitlin.
Ate at Durangos with Broc and Erin.
Hiked in a beautiful canyon.
Hung out with Jordan's family aka my future in-laws over conference weekend. They are wonderful people and I always love an opportunity to go down to St. George. The fact that it was 88 degrees and we swam in the pool all weekend didn't hurt one bit.

Watched Tangled a billion times.

I signed up for fall semester classes. I have 57 credits left before I can graduate. And 200 internship hours. Cool! Provo= awesome life.

Got a slap watch from my mom, like the bracelet everyone had in kindergarten. I love it and have been wearing it like it's my job. Man, I wish I could get paid to wear watches. My consistent accessories are my hook bracelet, my engagement ring, and a watch. I became addicted to wearing a watch in London when I was phoneless and needed some kind of time-telling gadget. Now that I have a phone again, I look at the time on my phone and then compare it to the time on my watch. I always prefer the time on my watch because it gets me places earlier.

We book our honeymoon cruise this weekend!

Only 3 days of classes left and then l start training as BYU's newest intramural secretary during the reading days!
Life is good. I love being in love.