Thursday
Wednesday
Help Make the World a Better Place: #3
#3 "The Mission"
*(somewhere in a Mormon social circle)*
Shane: "Dude, when did you get back from the mission?"
Geromy: "Oh, wow. It was like 2 years ago. But I still miss the mission so bad. I need to talk to my people down there."
Shelly: "Me, too! On the mission I met the cutest family that I need to call."
Me: "Where did you serve? Did you guys all serve your missions together?"
Geromy: "No, I went to ...."
(fade into a discussion the President held in Spanish)
Did the LDS Church suddenly change all missions into one PANGEA mission? I don't think so. Why the mission? Did you collaborate with the CIA? Does one say it because one entered a secret, unspoken pact that you MUST refer to your mission as the mission to demonstrate a lifelong, Zion-like attitude? Or does this said allegiance to saying the mission stem from a desire to alienate every non-missionary in the universe (including members of other religions)? No wonder people think Mormons are a cult. If you spend years serving and subsequent hours going down memory lane about an LDS mission realize one thing: it was you on your mission. It's okay to own it.
*I love missions, missionaries, and the Church. In fact, I am filling out my mission papers.*
*(somewhere in a Mormon social circle)*
Shane: "Dude, when did you get back from the mission?"
Geromy: "Oh, wow. It was like 2 years ago. But I still miss the mission so bad. I need to talk to my people down there."
Shelly: "Me, too! On the mission I met the cutest family that I need to call."
Me: "Where did you serve? Did you guys all serve your missions together?"
Geromy: "No, I went to ...."
(fade into a discussion the President held in Spanish)
Did the LDS Church suddenly change all missions into one PANGEA mission? I don't think so. Why the mission? Did you collaborate with the CIA? Does one say it because one entered a secret, unspoken pact that you MUST refer to your mission as the mission to demonstrate a lifelong, Zion-like attitude? Or does this said allegiance to saying the mission stem from a desire to alienate every non-missionary in the universe (including members of other religions)? No wonder people think Mormons are a cult. If you spend years serving and subsequent hours going down memory lane about an LDS mission realize one thing: it was you on your mission. It's okay to own it.
*I love missions, missionaries, and the Church. In fact, I am filling out my mission papers.*
Saturday
"The strongest force ever is the power of human laughter..." B Money
Most importantly, my DARLING and MAGICAL (she looks and acts like a fairy) niece Ainsley (and Romney and Ashley) came into town. She and Lizelle already have a great relationship... .Mimsy tries to grab her head like she is playing with a doll. Lizelle just smiles.B Money spoke truth: Laughter really is the best medicine.
Tuesday
blagging
blag- verb to boast or use boastful language via a blog or in the blogosphere: I am seriously so blessed so I'd better blog about it!!!!
Related forms- blag or blagger noun, blaggingly adverb
Based on Annie's Unabridged Life Dictionary
On nights like these....when I am working alone until 8:30 pm to make up for the awful exchange rate, feeling super bored, and listening to a growling stomach....I feel like I have earned the right to a mild bit of blagging. (In the case of blagging it is best to complain (whlog? or blomplain?) to justify the coming blag as seen in the previous statement).
In less than 1 month...I will embark on my European dream.
Related forms- blag or blagger noun, blaggingly adverb
Based on Annie's Unabridged Life Dictionary
On nights like these....when I am working alone until 8:30 pm to make up for the awful exchange rate, feeling super bored, and listening to a growling stomach....I feel like I have earned the right to a mild bit of blagging. (In the case of blagging it is best to complain (whlog? or blomplain?) to justify the coming blag as seen in the previous statement).In less than 1 month...I will embark on my European dream.
Thursday
Help Make the World a Better Place: #2
#2: GARDEN/POLLINATE!
Okay, I feel very passionate about this recommendation.
1. The global food crisis scares me WAY more than the oil crisis. Why not plant your own little tomatoes, corn, and peas just in case you can't get any from the store or the crops cover themselves in salmonella ....oh wait, that ALREADY HAPPENED.
2. Aside from food-producing plants, ANY plant makes the world a better place. Plants and flowers and trees help balance the CO2 levels so that we can inhale and exhale every couple seconds. Plus, everything is prettier. Plus, everything smells better. Plus, who doesn't love fresh-cut flowers (see previous post)?
3. Dear Bees,
Please don't die. If you die, we will all die......ALBERT EINSTEIN estimated that "If the bee disappeared off the surface of the globe, then man would only have four years of life left." So, even though you sting and annoy us. We need your honey for good PBH toast and we need you to even exist.
Sincerely,
HUMANITY
PS: Burt's Bees and Pollinators worldwide are trying to help.
In conclusion, not only does gardening help your starving stomach, continue the earth's CIRCLE OF LIFE, as well as perpetuate pollination to save the dying bees to prevent your children's deaths, BUT it also soothes your soul. Working with dirt and little delicate roots always makes me happier. AND it gives me a mild workout. AND it gives me a tan. WOW...this list goes on and on...SO BASICALLY, GARDENING WILL SAVE EVERYTHING.
Okay, I feel very passionate about this recommendation.
1. The global food crisis scares me WAY more than the oil crisis. Why not plant your own little tomatoes, corn, and peas just in case you can't get any from the store or the crops cover themselves in salmonella ....oh wait, that ALREADY HAPPENED.2. Aside from food-producing plants, ANY plant makes the world a better place. Plants and flowers and trees help balance the CO2 levels so that we can inhale and exhale every couple seconds. Plus, everything is prettier. Plus, everything smells better. Plus, who doesn't love fresh-cut flowers (see previous post)?
3. Dear Bees,
Please don't die. If you die, we will all die......ALBERT EINSTEIN estimated that "If the bee disappeared off the surface of the globe, then man would only have four years of life left." So, even though you sting and annoy us. We need your honey for good PBH toast and we need you to even exist.
Sincerely,
HUMANITY
PS: Burt's Bees and Pollinators worldwide are trying to help.
In conclusion, not only does gardening help your starving stomach, continue the earth's CIRCLE OF LIFE, as well as perpetuate pollination to save the dying bees to prevent your children's deaths, BUT it also soothes your soul. Working with dirt and little delicate roots always makes me happier. AND it gives me a mild workout. AND it gives me a tan. WOW...this list goes on and on...SO BASICALLY, GARDENING WILL SAVE EVERYTHING.
Monday
Help Make The World A Better Place: #1
I have decided to start these kind rants or "recommendations" to help make the world a better place.
#1: Stop reading Twilight
(or New Moon, Eclipse, and definitely stop yourself before starting the up-and-coming Breaking Dawn)
*As I write this, I remain fully aware that I walk on egg-shells that perhaps pierce the hearts of hundreds of thousands of fans worldwide (including close family and friends). So sorry if this makes you hate me.*
I cannot be silent any longer: SERIOUSLY, STOP IT. I believe that Stephenie Meyer (bless her heart) is a wonderful person.* However, her writing does not parallel Jane Austen's prose despite many ridiculously far-fetched comparisons. Since I read the first ten chapters of the first novel in the Twilight series and nearly vomited upon reaching a detailed description of Edward shimmering shirtless, I realized that Meyer's first book failed to impress. Maybe she developed her writing in the later books? However, when I read a passage or two from Eclipse I realized that despite slight improvements in the sentence structure and diction, the writing, while still poor, is not the MAIN problem. It is the story.
*The story...oh, the sickening story...makes me ashamed to call myself a romantic for fear of getting pegged as an Edward or a Jacob fan. Okay, I love muscles and love as much as any girl. BUT, I do not love tesselating six-packs, odes to blood-types, kisses with werewolfs, and pages of weirdly sexual descriptions of magical/macabre creatures. Newsflash: this book series is not the new BIBLE OF LOVE. The love story has no substance nor creativity: it is a thinly-veiled, Mormon version of a harlequin romance that sells for $3.99 at the local grocery store.
CALL ME CRAZY but it nauseates me to imagine the countless individuals who have changed their permanent expectations for relationships, love, marriage, or just life because of this fleeting obsession with the unrealistic novel. I think the world would improve if girls, teens, women, what-have-you, softly set aside the novel for the sake of something called literature. I don't buy the excuse of "it's a beach read" or "it's every girls' secret fantasy." SERIOUSLY? You can read anything on the beach and you should take a survey to see whether or not 95% of women want a blood-sucking 1,000 year-old who doesn't even know the personality or appreciate the character of his so-called "eternal" lover. Twilight messes with peoples' minds. Real literature entertains while enlightening. Real stories--whether fiction or non-fiction--and real writing mirror real love and real life and thus help rather than hinder relationships with self and others....excluding the occasional vampire or werewolf that you meet at school or work.*
#1: Stop reading Twilight
(or New Moon, Eclipse, and definitely stop yourself before starting the up-and-coming Breaking Dawn)
*As I write this, I remain fully aware that I walk on egg-shells that perhaps pierce the hearts of hundreds of thousands of fans worldwide (including close family and friends). So sorry if this makes you hate me.*
I cannot be silent any longer: SERIOUSLY, STOP IT. I believe that Stephenie Meyer (bless her heart) is a wonderful person.* However, her writing does not parallel Jane Austen's prose despite many ridiculously far-fetched comparisons. Since I read the first ten chapters of the first novel in the Twilight series and nearly vomited upon reaching a detailed description of Edward shimmering shirtless, I realized that Meyer's first book failed to impress. Maybe she developed her writing in the later books? However, when I read a passage or two from Eclipse I realized that despite slight improvements in the sentence structure and diction, the writing, while still poor, is not the MAIN problem. It is the story.
*The story...oh, the sickening story...makes me ashamed to call myself a romantic for fear of getting pegged as an Edward or a Jacob fan. Okay, I love muscles and love as much as any girl. BUT, I do not love tesselating six-packs, odes to blood-types, kisses with werewolfs, and pages of weirdly sexual descriptions of magical/macabre creatures. Newsflash: this book series is not the new BIBLE OF LOVE. The love story has no substance nor creativity: it is a thinly-veiled, Mormon version of a harlequin romance that sells for $3.99 at the local grocery store.
CALL ME CRAZY but it nauseates me to imagine the countless individuals who have changed their permanent expectations for relationships, love, marriage, or just life because of this fleeting obsession with the unrealistic novel. I think the world would improve if girls, teens, women, what-have-you, softly set aside the novel for the sake of something called literature. I don't buy the excuse of "it's a beach read" or "it's every girls' secret fantasy." SERIOUSLY? You can read anything on the beach and you should take a survey to see whether or not 95% of women want a blood-sucking 1,000 year-old who doesn't even know the personality or appreciate the character of his so-called "eternal" lover. Twilight messes with peoples' minds. Real literature entertains while enlightening. Real stories--whether fiction or non-fiction--and real writing mirror real love and real life and thus help rather than hinder relationships with self and others....excluding the occasional vampire or werewolf that you meet at school or work.*
Wednesday
THE GIFT OF JULY 5TH
HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATHARINE!
This past week we celebrated my older sister's big 2-3. Although we did not have yet another "surprise" party, we had a fun time as we literally lit her cake on fire and my hand melted off. Everyone has always known me as "Kat's little sister." I don't mind the title. Here are a few reasons why:
A- Amusing. Katharine never says no to a good time. She is the life of every party. Every year she makes us do the same Irish dance on Christmas Eve in costumes that we wore in 1992 (see awkward/frozen poses photo) and every day she does something spontaneous. Her laughter, light-heartedness, and fun-loving nature will continue to save me from boredom in the years to come!
T-Tenacious. She aspires to be the next Angelina Jolie (see photo of Halloween with me as Maddox) and I truly believe she will have a mini-UN household simply because she wants it. Aside from her three majors and success at work, she achieves any task if she puts her mind to it. The classic example is my first kiss. Because I worshiped her and her possessions, I wanted to touch her homemade stained-glass (or colored saran wrap) unicorn perched on a high shelf. She refused to let me touch it.... until I kissed Chase Bingham. So I did. She has always been the queen of bargains (twenty "doll-hairs" or 50 "bucks") and persistent persuasion. Her firm strength--spiritual, emotional, intellectual, or social--strengthens everyone around her. Everyone wants Katharine on their team.
P.S. She never let me touch the unicorn.
I LOVE YOU!
Tuesday
Tender Mercies
amount of gratitude = measure of happiness
There are tender mercies and TENDER mercies.
EX: the new keyboard (that accompanies my new, sleek IMAC) at work. light, quick, and oh-so pristine!
There are tender mercies and TENDER mercies.
EX: the new keyboard (that accompanies my new, sleek IMAC) at work. light, quick, and oh-so pristine!
VS.
THE FELLOW CASUALLY WALKIN' AROUND BYU IN A SLEEVELESS, UNDERARMOUR (a company with ads promoting the 4th Reich of athletes) BODYSUIT....WHAT THE?count your blessings
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