Sunday, February 22, 2009

i'll sing for you, if you want me to...

For the past three years, I have been privileged to live with three intelligent, unique, and inspiring young ladies. Sure, we've had our share of disagreements. Of course, at times we've hated each others guts. Oh and don't be surprised that Aubry and Jessica have, oh yes, physically fought one another (Erin and I have pictures to prove it). The various apartments we've lived in have, at times, been filthy, infested with unknown animal-like, possibly decomposing scents, had Grey-ish colored water draining from a mysterious ceiling hole (Pretty sure it was a health hazard. BYU disagreed.), and worked our way up on the social ladder, from our humble dwelling at the Glenwood to the fabulous lifestyle of King Henry! It's truly been a good few years. Within the next six months life is going to really change. In fact, my life plan is coming to an all too sudden END. Erin is heading off to Omaha so she can become a Dentist. Aubry is headed out to Zimbabwe to serve a mission. And Jessica is taking the nation's capital by storm. So, things are going to get pretty different around here. This is my tribute. My tribute to change. Change, you suck....but it's time. You're right, and it's time to move from one phase of life to the next. So my dear roommates, and lifelong's been a good run (and don't worry, we still have a couple months). From meet miley cyrus to our adventures at Cheyenne Frontier Days; heart cookie to lonely nights of tears with a box of tissues and some candy bars....every memory is one that I will cherish. In the words of Kelly Clarkson's new hit single, "It's cause we belong together now! Together united here somehow. You've got a piece of me...and honestly...My LIFE would SUCK without you". I know, right? Love you.

With love,


I'll sing for you
If you want me to
I'll give to you
And it's a chance I'll have to take

-Luna by the Pumpkins (I just like it)

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

oh those hazy, lazy, crazy days of summer....

Today the sky became increasingly blue and the air, at one point in the afternoon, was actually refreshing in comparison to the bitter cold we've endured. It got me thinking about summer. That and the fact that Jesse talks about how much fun summer is going to be almost every day. I couldn't help but sit, thinking about the past summers and daydream a little....

Lazy summer nights spent at the park, waiting for fireworks to go off....

Priceless time with friends.

Memories made with family...

The green grass....

The guys.

Fourth of July PARADE. And nobody does the 4th like Provo.

Summer nights under the stars, guitar by your side.

The beautiful mountains...

Camping with your very tall friend (or very short friend).

Oh those hazy....



Days of summer.

Just love it.

With love,

Sunday, February 15, 2009

And many more....

Jesse's Birthday Dinner!

Jesse and his cute sister Caraline.

Seth was so excited for Jesse's birthday.

Jesse and me. Happy Birthday!

The happy faces of Aubry, Scatch, and Steve.

Trevor and me.

Jesse spoon-feeding Trevor.

Good times...Thom, Suzanne and Aubs.

Red Robin!

Hope you had a great Birthday Jesse!!

With Love,


Wednesday, February 11, 2009

To the awesome cool dude...

Today is Jesse’s birthday! Jess is now twenty-five, and I feel very lucky to have had him as a part of my life for two and a half of those years. Our friendship was first nested in the lovely apartments of The Lodges at Glenwood (an eloquent apartment complex on the west side of Provo, Utah). Through the whip cream games in the parking lot, Christmas Sweater parties in Bountiful, Spring BBQ’s with the guys and the most strategic food fight the west side has ever seen, we became friends to last.

Now here we are, two and a half years later, and these are just a few of many things I know and love about Jesse. Jesse loves spicy chicken wings, and BBQ food in the summer time. In fact, he just loves summer!

Jess can always make people around him laugh, and when him and his friends get together there is no stopping their clever wit and amusing personalities. I’m crazy about his guitar playing and when I get to watch him and his friend’s jam. Jesse is charming and personable. One of my favorite stories that he has told me is of a time when he was little, and he told his mom that he didn't want to be called honey or sweetie anymore. She asked him, well then what would you like to be called? Very seriously he responded, "I don't know. Maybe, like awesome cool dude."

Murphy is probably one of the most important parts of Jesse’s life. Murph has seen Jesse through everything and has loved him still the same. Best friends until the end…Murphy and Jesse are two of a kind. They love taking walks down to the park, and Murph will bark at the ducks. Never has a boy loved his dog so much, and I am not just saying that as a writers touch, it is very true. Murph somehow becomes a part of every song that Jesse sings, many jokes he makes, and a good majority of the stories Jesse loves. Oh little murph.

So Jesse, I want to say happy birthday and in the words of Michael Jackson,

“You can shout out all you want to cause (it’s your birthday!) there ain’t no sin in folks all getting loud! If you take the chance and do it, then there ain’t no one who’s gonna put you down (cause its your birthday!) cause we’re the party people night and day (cause it’s your birthday!), living crazy that’s the only way!”

With love,


Tuesday, February 10, 2009


Here's a question: what if life were perfect? Fair to say, certain aspects of it would probably be different...I would be a size zero, a good four to five inches taller, never face the torture of a bad hair day, and no matter what the day, place or time, always look idealistic. Academically, my transcripts would be nothing short of a steady stream of A's and no subject would cause me any amount of extra stress. I would never have to scrape ice off my windshield in the bitter cold of a winter morning, my breath would always smell minty fresh, and all my outfits would not only be completely adorable but also ridiculously comfortable. My future would be written out for me in plain and simple words and would include elements of your good read, the entertaining novel, inspiring success story, and girlish fairytale...all combined to make up the book of my perfect life.

But let’s be real. I'm surely not a size zero. I'm only 5'2". I am, in fact, having a bad hair day today, my breath smells gross when I wake up, Mother Nature makes sure the ice is on my windshield every morning and my transcripts are, unfortunately, not all A's. I know my life is not going to be anything like the novels or the fairytale, but here's the thing, the reason why I feel the urge to blog today and that is—I like it just the way it is.

Yesterday I soaked so long in a pool of self pity that my skin began to wrinkle. I felt sad. I dramatically came to the conclusion not to try anymore. It’s a stupid attitude and one should never succumb to it, but I did. But, fortunately, today was a new day. I got up, and decided that really…there is only so much that is in my control! And as for the stuff that I cannot navigate just the way I want, I’m just going to have some faith. So, here is my shout out to the world (or the few charming people who read my blog)--Life should be ebullient! Just do what you can. Do what is right, and seriously…it doesn’t have to be perfect.

With Love,


Friday, February 6, 2009

the love of a girl...

When a female is born into this world, the process of becoming a "GIRL" begins. Her and the other little girls are going to play house, dress-up, and barbie dolls. The little girl will dream of prince and princesses, imagining the love and affection that she will one day find. She will look UP to older girls and admire every graceful move they make. One day, she will have herself a hopeless crush on a bOY. The boy will probably show her very little in return. He might even push her down on the playground or tell her that she is stupid. But she'll still LOVE him, because that is what girls do. Maybe she'll grow up to go to college, be a dentist, a school teacher, a mom...anything she wants to be. On one fine day, she'll meet another boy. But this boy will not pick on her at the playground. He'll hold her hand, and embrace her in his arms. She will long for him. She will fall in love. They may have fights. They may not always agree. But no matter what happens, she will LOVE him. Because that is what girls do. A girls love is something precious...something is something that every little boy needs. Just show her that you love her, and she will always be yours. So is the story of the little girl.

With Love,


Monday, February 2, 2009

Take a look at ELIZA!

I'm not an authority on fashion, but just like most ladies out there, I do want to be stylish and classy while maintaining my standards of dress and modesty. For this very reason, I have recently come to love ELIZA magazine. Not only does it cover the latest fashion trends, but has articles discussing the success of real people, businesses, and inspirational women who uphold a high standard lifestyle. ELIZA has sections on art, world occurrences and political issues. It is the type of publication that one can respect and feel confident in. Here's how they put it "We will not uncover the sexual secrets to make him want you, promote people who are glitz with no substance, or glorify lifestyles that we know do not bring happiness" ( I can really respect that. So check it out! Good job ELIZA.

With Love,