Do you ever have a suspicion? A sneaky inkling... that you don't tell to anyone? Because it's kind of ridiculous, and you can't be certain of it at all... yet it is still very much a suspicion in the back of your little mind.
And then when it comes true and you find out you were right, you want to jump up, shout at the world and yell "I told you so!!!" at the top of your lungs.
But you can't, because you didn't tell anyone about your premonition.
And then there are those sometimes... when you just can't resist telling someone "I knew that would happen." And they think you are crazy, and tell you that you are full of it.
But secretly, you are full of smug satisfaction, because there is something so nice about being right - even if no one knows about it. Hehehe
Basically this page is just for a few of my ideas. Crumbs of tasty thoughts, feelings, or general news. Enjoy!
Monday, June 21, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Positoovity
Does anyone else know this song? It's from Broadway's 'The Little Mermaid.' Scuttle sings it to Ariel after she gets her legs and loses her voice. It's all about attitude. I absolutely love it.
During the song he sings about about how even if you don't have brains or looks you can still convince everyone that you are pretty fantastic just by having a little 'positoovity.' I laugh every time I listen to it, I think mostly because it's so true.
I realize so often that I am so inadequate in so many ways... but if I just act a little bit more positive than I feel then everybody seems to buy my act. Isn't that crazy? I wonder how many of us wander around life acting like we've got everything together when on the inside we're wondering why someone isn't laughing at us for being ridiculous.
So. If you are having a down day, or wondering how in the world you are going to hold your head up for another hour, or if you just need a silly smile and confidence boost: look up Positoovity and listen to it. Hopefully you'll love it just as much as I do!
During the song he sings about about how even if you don't have brains or looks you can still convince everyone that you are pretty fantastic just by having a little 'positoovity.' I laugh every time I listen to it, I think mostly because it's so true.
I realize so often that I am so inadequate in so many ways... but if I just act a little bit more positive than I feel then everybody seems to buy my act. Isn't that crazy? I wonder how many of us wander around life acting like we've got everything together when on the inside we're wondering why someone isn't laughing at us for being ridiculous.
So. If you are having a down day, or wondering how in the world you are going to hold your head up for another hour, or if you just need a silly smile and confidence boost: look up Positoovity and listen to it. Hopefully you'll love it just as much as I do!
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
PDA
So, my boyfriend kissed me today. Which in and of itself isn't weird anymore. What was weird was that he did it while his Mom was in the room.
So far Bennett and I haven't been really in on the whole "public displays of affection." Sometimes he puts his arm around my shoulders when we're walking somewhere... but the most public place he's held my hand so far was in sacrament meeting.
So this afternoon when I was hugging him goodbye and he turned his head for a kiss while his Mom was only 4 feet away... it totally took me off guard. She didn't say anything... which is probably a good thing. I would not have known how to respond. I'd like to think that it made her smile.
And then I started to wonder how my own family would react if he did the same thing in front of them. And then I started to wonder if he feels comfortable enough around them to kiss me in front of them.
Maybe I should ask him. That'll an amusing conversation.
Anyways. Any of you reading my blog do not want to hear about me kissing Bennett. So I'm going to pose a question:
What is your opinion of PDA's? Excuse my curiosity. I have my own opinions of course: I think a little is ok, and definitely goes a very long way, so they should be kept minimal. But I don't think they should all be taboo, because there is something nice about knowing that someone special likes you enough to show it to people other than just you. And there is also something nice about knowing two other people (especially if it's your parents or grandparents) care about each other enough to show it. What do you think?
So far Bennett and I haven't been really in on the whole "public displays of affection." Sometimes he puts his arm around my shoulders when we're walking somewhere... but the most public place he's held my hand so far was in sacrament meeting.
So this afternoon when I was hugging him goodbye and he turned his head for a kiss while his Mom was only 4 feet away... it totally took me off guard. She didn't say anything... which is probably a good thing. I would not have known how to respond. I'd like to think that it made her smile.
And then I started to wonder how my own family would react if he did the same thing in front of them. And then I started to wonder if he feels comfortable enough around them to kiss me in front of them.
Maybe I should ask him. That'll an amusing conversation.
Anyways. Any of you reading my blog do not want to hear about me kissing Bennett. So I'm going to pose a question:
What is your opinion of PDA's? Excuse my curiosity. I have my own opinions of course: I think a little is ok, and definitely goes a very long way, so they should be kept minimal. But I don't think they should all be taboo, because there is something nice about knowing that someone special likes you enough to show it to people other than just you. And there is also something nice about knowing two other people (especially if it's your parents or grandparents) care about each other enough to show it. What do you think?
Monday, June 7, 2010
Missionary Experience!
I had the coolest experience on saturday!
I was at work at the Mayan, and it was dreadfully slow.... so I went and got my scriptures, propped them open on the front desk, and was reading them while I waited for people to greet. Around noonish I left them sitting open on the desk for a few minutes to go clean some windows, and when I came back, a server that I didn't know was completely absorbed in my Doctrine and Covenants.
I was surprised, but didn't mind at all, so I just let her read. After a minute or two she asked who's scriptures they were, and then asked me how to reference the heading to section 132 so that someone else would know which part she wanted them to read. This kind of told me that she isn't really familiar with the church... so I helped her out, and then she continued reading. A few minutes later, she asked if she could take my scriptures to read on her smoking break. Funny right?
About 5 hours later I hadn't seen her or my scriptures reappear. And I admit I was a bit nervous about it. I didn't know who she was, or what had happened to my Quad. So I found out her name, and then headed to the 2nd floor to hunt her down to ask her if she still had them with her.
When I found her, she apologized for keeping them so long, and explained that it had been such a slow day, she had hardly anything to do, so she had been reading. She then asked if she could keep them until one of us got off work, because she wanted to continue reading.
I was amazed. I cannot say I've ever spent that long at once in the D&C, and I've grown up in the church! At this point I started getting really excited, and asked her if she had any questions about what she was reading. She asked one about the commandments, and another about the word of wisdom, and it was fun to chat with her about it.
Now, I'm already thinking this is really cool. But it's about to get even cooler, so hold on.
The night before I was at my Grandparents house sleeping over, and they had told me that my Papa's neice worked at the Mayan and asked me if I knew her. Apparently this gal (my cousin once removed) has had a rough life. Her Mom abused drugs and her Dad was completely inactive. Now what does this side note have to do with the server reading my Quad? That's right... they are the same person. Crazy sauce huh?
So we made this connection, and there was much exclaiming and smiling all around. At this point I'm desperately wishing there was some way I could help her more without coming across as overbearing. So I run out to my car, and grab my triple that I used in seminary. It's got some papers stuffed in it, some highlighted passages, and a tiny bit of water stain on the top of the front page, but other than that it's in great condition. I ran it up the stairs to her about 1/2 an hour before my shift ended, and told her that I'd love it if she'd take it home to have and read.
She was so excited, and that made me excited, and I've been excited every time I think about it ever since.
Isn't this gospel of Jesus Christ a wonderful thing? I'm continually amazed at how many missionary experiences are waiting to knock us over the head if we just open our eyes and do our best to live the teachings of the gospel and be an example to all those around us. Heavenly Father really does guide our footsteps so we can help others.
I don't know what is going on in this womans life. I don't know if she'll keep reading and asking questions. I don't have any idea if I will ever get to talk to her again about it. I hope I do though.
What I do know is that I did what I could. Whatever happens in her life, I came away better for the experience, and I am so grateful that Heavenly Father gave it to me.
I was at work at the Mayan, and it was dreadfully slow.... so I went and got my scriptures, propped them open on the front desk, and was reading them while I waited for people to greet. Around noonish I left them sitting open on the desk for a few minutes to go clean some windows, and when I came back, a server that I didn't know was completely absorbed in my Doctrine and Covenants.
I was surprised, but didn't mind at all, so I just let her read. After a minute or two she asked who's scriptures they were, and then asked me how to reference the heading to section 132 so that someone else would know which part she wanted them to read. This kind of told me that she isn't really familiar with the church... so I helped her out, and then she continued reading. A few minutes later, she asked if she could take my scriptures to read on her smoking break. Funny right?
About 5 hours later I hadn't seen her or my scriptures reappear. And I admit I was a bit nervous about it. I didn't know who she was, or what had happened to my Quad. So I found out her name, and then headed to the 2nd floor to hunt her down to ask her if she still had them with her.
When I found her, she apologized for keeping them so long, and explained that it had been such a slow day, she had hardly anything to do, so she had been reading. She then asked if she could keep them until one of us got off work, because she wanted to continue reading.
I was amazed. I cannot say I've ever spent that long at once in the D&C, and I've grown up in the church! At this point I started getting really excited, and asked her if she had any questions about what she was reading. She asked one about the commandments, and another about the word of wisdom, and it was fun to chat with her about it.
Now, I'm already thinking this is really cool. But it's about to get even cooler, so hold on.
The night before I was at my Grandparents house sleeping over, and they had told me that my Papa's neice worked at the Mayan and asked me if I knew her. Apparently this gal (my cousin once removed) has had a rough life. Her Mom abused drugs and her Dad was completely inactive. Now what does this side note have to do with the server reading my Quad? That's right... they are the same person. Crazy sauce huh?
So we made this connection, and there was much exclaiming and smiling all around. At this point I'm desperately wishing there was some way I could help her more without coming across as overbearing. So I run out to my car, and grab my triple that I used in seminary. It's got some papers stuffed in it, some highlighted passages, and a tiny bit of water stain on the top of the front page, but other than that it's in great condition. I ran it up the stairs to her about 1/2 an hour before my shift ended, and told her that I'd love it if she'd take it home to have and read.
She was so excited, and that made me excited, and I've been excited every time I think about it ever since.
Isn't this gospel of Jesus Christ a wonderful thing? I'm continually amazed at how many missionary experiences are waiting to knock us over the head if we just open our eyes and do our best to live the teachings of the gospel and be an example to all those around us. Heavenly Father really does guide our footsteps so we can help others.
I don't know what is going on in this womans life. I don't know if she'll keep reading and asking questions. I don't have any idea if I will ever get to talk to her again about it. I hope I do though.
What I do know is that I did what I could. Whatever happens in her life, I came away better for the experience, and I am so grateful that Heavenly Father gave it to me.
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Sunday, June 6, 2010
GUESS WHAT?!?
Did you guess yet?
Did you?
Really???
Well, here's what I am so excited to share:
There is a boy who really likes me. And I really like him. So we decided to date.
It's kinda scary. And kinda fun. And kinda surreal. And kinda a dream come true.
I like it.
Did you?
Really???
Well, here's what I am so excited to share:
There is a boy who really likes me. And I really like him. So we decided to date.
It's kinda scary. And kinda fun. And kinda surreal. And kinda a dream come true.
I like it.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Me? Cut Hair? What?
Guess what I did today?
I cut a boy's hair. Yup. All by myself.
It went kinda like this:
I was over at his house playing games, and somehow we started talking about how he needed a haircut. I think I joked about taking scissors to his head to make him look funny, and then he told me I could cut it if I'd like. I didn't think much of it until the game was done and he asked me if I'd be willing to cut his hair for him... I kinda ho-hummed a non-commital reply since I wasn't exactly comfortable with the idea of him trusting me that much. But then he got out the hair cutting kit...
and I proceeded to nervously cut his hair. (Only I tried really hard to hide my nervousness, hehe).
And guess what? It actually looked pretty good when I was done!
I cut a boy's hair. Yup. All by myself.
It went kinda like this:
I was over at his house playing games, and somehow we started talking about how he needed a haircut. I think I joked about taking scissors to his head to make him look funny, and then he told me I could cut it if I'd like. I didn't think much of it until the game was done and he asked me if I'd be willing to cut his hair for him... I kinda ho-hummed a non-commital reply since I wasn't exactly comfortable with the idea of him trusting me that much. But then he got out the hair cutting kit...
and I proceeded to nervously cut his hair. (Only I tried really hard to hide my nervousness, hehe).
And guess what? It actually looked pretty good when I was done!
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