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|Tuesday, June 13th, 2006|
|Well, it's been awhile
I didn't think I could still use this account, but it appears I can! Since I last wrote I went on a mission to South Texas, came back, got a teaching degree, got a job, got married and had a beautiful baby boy. Let's see if I can actually keep up with my journal this time. Current Mood: surprised
|Tuesday, December 11th, 2001|
I'm home. I'm tired. And for some reason I've been really cranky with my mom. Something about when she tells me to do something and my 21-year-old brain screams, "Hello! College graduate decides her own chores and her own schedule!" Good thing I'm leaving on a mission, or I'd be itching to get out of the house!
|Monday, December 10th, 2001|
Well, I'll be on my way home in a matter of hours. Not really excited about it, but, hey, I had to go home sometime. Besides, I can't keep avoiding my responsibilites forever. Can I? Well, I'm sure I could if I put my mind to it, but I'm so much happier when I don't feel guilt, and I'd really like to keep my conscience active by not ignoring it. So, I guess in a round about way I do really want to go home. Staying here would really just be feeding my ego, since I always feel loved and wanted here. I don't always feel that at home. But you know what? I am. I just don't notice. I mean, I'd be pretty stuck up if I thought that people were always supposed to tell me how much they love and appreciate me. I don't tell other people all the time. However, maybe if I started to do that... Yeah, so this is me getting over myself. Sigh.
|Wednesday, December 5th, 2001|
Well, my driving record is no longer spotless, but I do get to leave on my mission without further delay, and I'm not a criminal. In short, I plea bargained for a lesser charge. I still don't think I was careless when I passed that truck, but I don't really have the time or the resources to fight against a police officer. Anywho, I'm much happy now that I have a specific date that I WILL be in the MTC. I'm visiting my sister in WAshington again. For some reason I find it less stressful. Probably because I get to face an entirely different set of challenges. So, I'm keeping up on my homework and I got to teach Jaleasa a little bit about how to play the piano. Not much else going on. I've been listening my new CD of the Planets by Holst to drown out the third Veggie Tales movie. I never get tired of Mars.
|Wednesday, November 21st, 2001|
What a day, what a week (and it's only Wednesday), what a year! The Lord has seen fit to throw a lot of challenges my family's way. So far, I think we've handled them pretty well. The most important part is that we've handled them together. =) So, tomorrow's the big T-day! I'm thankful for the gospel of Jesus Christ; for my amazing family and their undying, unwavering, unconditional support; for my call to serve a mission; for my really nice lawyer that's going to help me actually LEAVE for my mission; for my brother returning home safely; for hospital employees; for the freedom to post my thanks on the internet; for my friends that have helped me so much in my life and have stuck with me through my stupidest times. There's a lot more, but I want people to actually read it. =) Especially those I am thankful for (or at least the ones that have livejournal accounts). OH! I'm also thankful that Tavis taught me how to throw and catch a football. (and for the ice that is reducing the swelling on my arm ;)
|Thursday, November 15th, 2001|
Had an awesome night last night that made up for a really crummy day. Yesterday I was supposed to enter the MTC, but since I had to postpone, I won't be entering until at least January 2. If, however, things are not cleared up by then, I will have to postpone again. Anywho, get to meet with the lawyer today. Huzzah.
|Wednesday, November 7th, 2001|
So, tonight I got to go to the ER for the second time in a week. This time it was for Grandma. She fell and most likely broke her hip. I left Mom and Dad at the ER after two hours of waiting. I still don't know if Grandma even got her x-ray. On the upside, Kendra is healing well and had a fun birthday. I also got a good start on the kitchen cleaning. The family room looks much better and the living room has been somewhat maintained. The part I worry most about is the actual CLEANING, not just picking stuff up and putting it away. My fam's house is dirty because it's cluttered. If they didn't pile stuff up then they might actually think of doing things like dusting and vacuuming and scrubbing, etc. I asked Cubby to do the vacuuming. I can scrub counters and do dishes, but I REALLY hate scrubbing floors. t minus 5 days and counting until I'm off to Provo!
|Tuesday, November 6th, 2001|
Ok, I'm calm. No panicking. Yesterday Mom and I almost finished a whole dress. So, if can manage to finish two dresses today I will breathe a little easier. I keep telling myself that I have all this stuff to do, and I'm getting to that stage where I start to tell myself what things are unnecessary--you know, the beginnings of slackhood. I don't like that. My brain has decided that the only really important thing is packing, and I don't have to do that until ...Saturday? Fortunately, then my brain reminds itself that in order to pack I need to do some serious shopping, and while I'm out (and using MOmmy's money), I might as well get some goodies for the party, which means I have to clean up, so I am redeemed from slackhood (sort of...is anyone ever really redeemed from it? Some consider it a state of Nirvana). Anywho, I'm off to look productive before Mom gets back.
|Friday, November 2nd, 2001|
Just chillin' at WOU with Loradona. It's nice to take a break from stressing out over my mission. Going to OSU tomorrow for Corwin's last competition, and then it's back to mission stressing. I got luggage on Thursday. =) It's nice, and I got it for half off. Anyway, I'm gonna go chill some more. Feeling the flow. Working it, working it.
|Thursday, October 18th, 2001|
Well, I'm in Washington visiting my sister for a week. I'll be back at home next Monday. I really like hanging out with Orissa. =) I know it sounds like I'm pleasantly surprised, it's just that I would never have guessed that I would be comfortable chilling with her for this long when we were...younger. The kids are fun and cute and bright as can be. Jaron has quite a personality for a kid who's not even a year old yet. I'm way tired cuz I haven't been sleeping well. But I don't regret coming here one bit. WEll, I'd better do something productive during naptime.
|Wednesday, October 10th, 2001|
Today I ordered new side view mirrors for the truck, mailed my acceptance and a couple of missionary letters, picked up my grandpa's ring from the jeweler, visited with my grandma's (they're the best), took the van to Les Schwab to get the tire replaced, took Cubby to a choir concert, and went roller blading in the garage. It was great to get out of the house! I also got some really great responses to my mass email announcement about my mission call. =) Mommy's sick, and that's no fun. Daddy is stressed. Sometimes I really wish he could retire. In many ways he would be ever so much happier. Anywho, the Enterprise episode was a little disappointing. They're so afraid to take risks it's disgusting. And they really are irrational. Now I'm am weary so I'm gonna go to sleep and try to get an early start on the morning so as to avoid picking up this dreaded illness everyone's been suffering from. 'night!
|Tuesday, October 9th, 2001|
Today the boy who cried wolf is my dog. What a weird twist. He now yelps whenever he's alone and/or not being constantly petted. On the up side, I've done most of the things on my list yesterday. I also saw Hardball last night with my friend Connie. It's a feel good movie, and it was awesome hanging out with Connie.
|Monday, October 8th, 2001|
Ok, I think I've got things a little more under control. I made my first appt. for immunizations, requested my immunization record from my doctor, scheduled an interview with the bishop, and requested an interview with the stake president. Today I'm going to clean my room, help Kendra unpack, write my acceptance letter, email/call all the special people I haven't yet informed about my mission, read my mission packet, and make a list of things I need to do before my mission in order of importance. Phew! I'm feeling much better now that I've had a week to recover from oral surgery. I even sneezed today and it didn't hurt! Also, I'm almost positive that I'll be able to reschedule my trip to Washington for next week after my oral surgery checkup. I love it when things start to make sense! OH! and I changed Mommy's tire today (and boy are my forearms tired from yanking on those nuts). I felt so ... capable. I don't want to say independent because part of me wanted to do it to prove to Daddy that his lessons did sink in, so obviously I still need some acknowledgment, and I don't want to say self-sufficient because I know that there are things that I need help with every day, and that I like needing help. It's healthy to need help sometimes. Like yesterday when I had to ask Mom to blow open my popsicle package to get my popsicle unstuck because my mouth was too sore to do it. Anywho, life is on the up and up!
|Thursday, October 4th, 2001|
Today I spent yet another useless day on the couch. I'm not sure which part of getting my wisdom teeth out is worse: not being able to eat what I want because of the surgery, or not being able to do what I want because of the medication. ugh. On the upside..I got my mission call!!! I'm going to McAllen, Texas to teach the gospel of Jesus Christ in Spanish for 18 months. I got to enjoy a celebratory steak dinner with the fam the night before my surgery. =)
|Thursday, September 27th, 2001|
The library is well on its way to being useful as..well, a library. First time in 12 years. Hey, better late than never! Still have a ton of house to clean..still waiting for mission call. It's worth the wait, though. Dumster comes tomorrow. Hopefully that kicks the cleaning project in a higher gear.
|Tuesday, September 25th, 2001|
Recently everyday life hasn't been so ordinary. Every day is spectacular in its own way, and I like to spend the day finding out what that way is. Good luck to my friends at school! Current Mood: contemplative
|Saturday, September 15th, 2001|
Ordinarily I would be excited that today is Saturday. However, lately every day has been a Saturday for me, so party down all!
|Friday, September 14th, 2001|
Good morning all! So, I woke up to my brother fretting over his homework this morning at 6am (he's done more homework in the last two weeks than I ever did in all 15 years of school), then my quiet reading was somewhat interrupted by the extremely solemn tones of my parents. Why is everyone so glum today? Yes, it's a day of remembrance for the hundreds or thousands of people who did not willingly give their lives for a terrorist cause. But they're in a better place! From what I've heard they were wonderful people, and they're now in a place of peace. I find today to be "wonderful, and full of delicious possibilities." In fact, the people that we are today remembering have set wonderful examples of how to live and care for those around them! I'm sure they are impressed by the outpour of love that they probably never saw in all their earthly lives! How exciting it is to see New York City of all places overflowing with kindness and enthusiasm! Ok, so I'm getting a little preachy, but today feels really good to me! It doesn't just have potential, it's already good! Current Mood: excited
|Thursday, September 13th, 2001|
I'm awake. Today is not so bad. In fact, today has a great deal of potential! My mom and I are determined to accomplish something today! My Daddy went to Washington for work, and my youngest brother is a psychopath (actually, he's just in severe like, which is close enough).
|Tuesday, September 11th, 2001|
"What I'd give to return to the life that I knew lately." That's from Beauty and the Beast the Musical. It's been stuck in my head for over a week. I think my brain and my heart are coping with the stress of the last two weeks pretty well. The hardest part, though, is watching my dad. He's not Captain Invincible, and I'm starting to chastise myself for ever thinking so. What do you do when you're used to having control over your life, and then suddenly you lose something that you couldn't control. People are falling apart emotionally all around you, and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it. Kind of humbling and VERY scary. That's what I see in my dad's eyes, and you know what? There's absolutely nothing I can do about it! So I try to do what's right for me and leave the rest up to the Lord. Current Mood: exasperated