Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Dear Blogging World:
Saturday, May 22, 2010
A Long (and) Overdue Blog Post
A Long (and) Overdue Blog Post
I know, I know it has been waaay too long since I have posted. Pinky swear I will be better. I think it might be like what Caleb Barton says about blogging and having too much time. I am busy and lazy at the same time. Being home is….really have no word to fill in the blank there. What I do have is this:
Some reasons why I love being home:
1. Mom’s cooking: definitely tops the Cannon any day of the week, especially on the nights(like tonight) when we make our own magic cookie bars.
2. Family time: All the nights that we are laughing so hard that we forget why we are laughing. Making fun of each other to no end(BOOM! roasted) and making up more inside jokes. But I also enjoy the solemn moments that we have had these last couple weeks. These truly are my favorite people in the world.

3. My own bedroom: Yes. Yes of course I miss these girls. But that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy my own closet, my own bathroom, and my bed at home.
4. Baby Alexandria: Spending time with this girl is pretty much my new favorite pastime. She is currently the number one in my heart :) Who wouldn’t fall in love with this cutie?

5..5. Cardio kickboxing, Wii style: Victoria watch out! I am starting to do about 500 punches a day.
A couple of things I dislike about being home:
1. Boredom: I still have no job, no schoolwork, and no sports to play. I have got to get a job or I may just go insane with complete boredom. Maybe it’s like Jodes says in this post.
2. BYU Nostalgia: Verb-meaning to miss lots of friends from BYU and wishing one could just replay all the fun times we have had together. Especially missing this girl(though funny postcards from London make it a bit better) and times like this:

3. “The adjustment period:” This is my mom’s way of describing the arguments, sassiness, and general rudeness of my behavior, directed at various immediate family members. Apparently, I am not “adjusting” very well to living under someone else’s roof and rules.
Some new goals I have for this summer:
1. Reread the Book of Mormon, and read at least two conference talks a week.
2. Exercise 3-5 times per week, and eventually build up to running a couple of 5Ks.
3. Become a WWE wrestler. Sure, I might need a boob job and maybe a tummy tuck in a few years, but it will all be worth it for a couple minutes of fame and glory. Plus, who would dare to dispute the fact that I would be awesome at beating the Murphy* out of some girl.

*Murphy is an adequate substitution for a swear word.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Family

Last weekend(Easter's) I was able to spend time with my family. I love them. I guess you never know what you got til it’s gone. I certainly have learned that saying the hard way this first year apart from them. There is no better place to be than with my family, no matter where we are or what we are doing, we have the most fun when we are together. As we were catching up, I was telling my mom about what great friends I have made here at BYU, and she asked me, “But are you yourself with them?”
I replied, “Of course I am.”
The thing is, I am myself, but there are still some inhibitions. Even amongst my best friends there still must be an element of social awareness that leaves us with a small, thin wall in a relationship. Some might refer to this as a “personal bubble” but it extends further than the concept of personal space to things such as what you say, what you do, and in general how you act. When I am with my best friends I say most of what I am thinking, I mean, obviously not every mundane thought but a lot of my thoughts. In my family, I hold back even less, keeping only the most private, or most mundane thoughts in my head and saying many stupid, harsh and sometimes inappropriate things. Maybe it is because I trust them to love me even when I am being a brat. Since I know that they will still be there for me no matter what I do, I end up being more bratty around them. So to answer the question, “Are you yourself?”
Yes I am. But I am a lot nicer version of myself around my friends. I can’t remember the last time I argued with someone. I hardly ever get angry. And I have learned that things get done whether they are done my way or not. Sometimes, I even go out of my way to make someone else’s day go better. Hopefully, I can hold onto some of this niceness as I return to my family for the summer. I’ll try to remember that my family, the people I love and adore the most, are the ones who deserve the most respect and kindness.
Here is a little shout out to them since I don't get to talk about them as often as I would like, maybe after reading this you will get a small glimpse into exactly why I love them all so much:
Dad-He is the rock of the family, the one who is always there, always listening, and always cares. Somehow, he knows exactly what to say, and how to say it to make you feel better. If you don't know him you could mistake him for quiet but he really is witty, funny, and just plain goofy(see picture). In addition to being a good listener, giving excellent advice, and having an awesome sense of humor, he is the best father and husband anyone could ask for and is one of the most Christlike people I know. This is somewhat ironic since he does not believe in Christ and is not Mormon like the rest of my (immediate) family. We like to call him a closet Mormon because he is so completely supportive that he is practically a member. He likes to say that Mormons don't have a monopoly on the nice people in the world. My dad is definitely proof of that.
Mom-The second half to the marriage that I most admire in the world. There is a quote from The Office that Pam says, "When you are a kid you assume your parents are soulmates. My kids are gonna be right." My parents' kids(me and my sibs) are right because our parents are soulmates. I love my Mom. She is one of my best friends, and closest confidantes. I admire many of her qualities: her generosity of spirit, her outgoing nature, her resourcefulness, and (dare I say it) bluntness. My mom isn't afraid to speak her mind, or share her big heart. When she wants something done, she gets it done. If I can grow up to be half the person and mother she is, I will have accomplished a lot in this life.
Calen-My first brother, and one of the most mature 14(almost 15) year old boys that I know. I tell people all the time it seems like my brother grew up in a day. My mother often says that he came out of the womb and looked like a man. He towers over me not only in height, but in many other things as well, especially his conscientiousness. I am proud to be the older sister to such a worthy, righteous young man. Besides being super mature and also super smart(Calculus in 9th grade-for real!) he is also super funny and I like to say that he has a "sarcastic accent" because he is basically sarcastic all the time. Plus, he has the amazing talent of being able to quote almost the entirety of Nacho Libre, only one of the best movies of all time.
Alden-He's the one who was supposed a girl, but turned out too cute and wonderful to be disappointing in the least bit. His greatest ambition in life is to be a CEO with a blonde trophy wife(maybe someone who looks like this) and too many kids to fit into a Lamborghini. He is full of life and lights up every room he walks into, and like the rest of my family he is also super silly and we like to joke around a lot together. I think out of all of us siblings, he probably has some of the best people skills, and he really will do well in business.
Alena-She is my favorite sister. Really, she is everyone's favorite. As the youngest of the family, she has been privileged to be spoiled with loads of love and attention. Alena is so so beautiful, inside and out and I like to tell her this everyday, even when she get's annoyed by it. I waited so long for a sister, but wow! was she worth the wait. Around the dinner table, she is probably the quietest, but she definitely laughs at least as loud as the rest of us. Her sweetness, her cuddliness, and her sassiness all make her completely endearing to the whole family. Like all of my siblings she usually has her head stuck in some kind of fantasy book (usually with light bursting forth from an unknown source on the cover) like this one. I often feel that out of all of us, she has maintained that sweet, innocent spirit that we are given at birth; she really does have such a pure soul. I can't wait to get a million hugs from her when I get home in a couple of weeks.
I love you family! Hope you enjoy this post.
Many Hugs and Kisses,
Miss M
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
The Power of Together
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
For: YOU

My mom and I feeling on top of the Rock in NYC.
Hmmm. I feel as if I should write some grand thoughts on love or something akin to that since it was Valentine's this past weekend and I haven't written anything dedicated to the day of love yet. Instead of writing some profound thing about love and life and lessons, I'd like to share with you a poem I wrote when I was about 12 that I dedicated to my mother because of all she's done for me. But truly this poem goes out to everyone who helped make me who I am today. I think it makes a statement about love that even the most profound paragraph would have a hard time competing with.
For You
Love is like
a blanket,
warm
comforting
You can
have it
give it
share it
I like to throw it to you
and if you catch it
don’t throw it back,
pass it to the next person.
I stitched this quilt
myself with
My hands
You gave me these hands.
I picked each cloth by hand
and made the colorful reams of fabric
Into something
Just like you,
made me
Into someone,
I love you.
thank you
For you
A belated Happy Valentine's Day to all of you out there! I hope you spent it with someone(or many people) you love. I love LOVE..in each and every one of its forms.
In case you have not had enough:
Love and kisses from,
Miss M

