l & g

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2011-11-23T20:34:00.000-08:00

there is a boy in my class who bought a stuffed animal from d.i.

hopefully it wasn't the same stuffed animal that I once met.
it was about fifteen years ago.
and I really had to pee.
I couldn't find a bathroom.

that is all.

2011-09-07T19:59:00.001-07:00

dear nose,

please stop running.
you're driving me crazy.

home.

2011-08-28T12:42:00.000-07:00

I will never cease to love this song.

Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zero's - A Take Away Show from La Blogotheque on Vimeo.

and the french man who posts such wonderful videos.

2011-08-02T22:18:00.000-07:00

okay

so I loved it.

and cried. a lot.

(also don't tell my harry potter fan club about my last post)

yes, for some odd reason, my blog is listed on a harry potter fansite

well, maybe it's not that odd.

I'm pretty obsessed.

confession

2011-08-02T12:15:00.000-07:00

I'm kind of embarrassed to say this but. . .

i have not yet seen harry potter 7 part 2.

but, don't worry. don't worry.

tonight at 7pm that statement will no longer be true.

2011-07-12T18:53:00.000-07:00

been busy. . .

house shopping

rebuilding a bike

setting up a classroom

and getting ready for portland and the west coast.

sooo excited.

2011-06-08T11:25:00.001-07:00

oh yes,

and boating.

(now i just have to wait for greg's summer to begin)

SUMMER.

2011-06-06T08:50:00.000-07:00

so, today is my first day of summer.

huzzah.

hello,

weddings

cleaning

moving

hiking
the winds

portland

cali

beaches

biking

organizing

painting

driving
climbing

relaxing

playing

reading

slack-lining

i seriously needed you.

welcome. please stay for a while.

2011-05-07T22:25:00.000-07:00

so, tomorrow's mother's day.

my mother is wonderful.

she makes me happy.

she believes in me.

she trusts in the Lord.

and she loves me.

and you know what?

I love her too.

dear randy,

2011-04-12T21:56:00.000-07:00

I will always remember you
I will always remember when you taught me year after year in primary
I will always remember how you helped me learn the articles of faith
I will always remember the moments you made me laugh
I will always remember how you made me look forward to halloween even more
I will always remember how you didn't like my black car and how you liked my red car better
I will always remember how you pretended that you spied on me and my doorstep moments in high school (you were just making that up, right?)
I will always remember how when you play or sing, you bring tears to my eyes
I will always remember your caring smile
But most of all,
I will always remember how you made me feel.
Loved.

Thank you for loving me, Randy.

You are missed and loved.

We'll do our best to take care of your children and wife.

{looking forward to hearing you sing again}

2011-03-24T17:53:00.000-07:00

i hate it when the weather teases me. . .

i like rain when it's anytime after seven pm.
(after school and after a nice outdoor adventure)

but please, no more inside recess days(?)

2011-03-20T15:34:00.000-07:00

on thursday, this will be mine.

yep, i'm thrilled.

moab,

here we come.

i'll run away with you

2011-03-15T18:49:00.000-07:00

{i have the best husband in the world}

ready

2011-02-26T09:07:00.000-08:00

for a vacation.

summer, I am ready for you.

one million, fifty-one thousand, two-hundred minutes.

2011-02-20T15:05:00.000-08:00

17,520 hours. 730 days. 24 months.
Yeah, two years is kind of a long time.

But when it's over, it feels like it was simply a blink of an eye.
Or that it never happened; maybe it was simply a dream.

However, I have learned how important that two years was.
To grow, to learn, to love, to serve, and to miss.

And it was worth it.
It was hard.
But, worth it.

You'll be okay.

You're strong.

And things will work out.

I love you.

ninja greg

2011-01-15T10:36:00.000-08:00

soooo,

yesterday, during 'good news', one second grade friend shared that he had karate that day.

"awesome," i said, "my husband knows karate."

another second grade friend: "then why does he work HERE?"

it's true: greg, with all of his karate experience, is wasting his time as our school janitor.

p.s. this is not greg

(oh and p.s)

2011-01-08T10:31:00.000-08:00

I teach second graders now.

twenty-nine of them.

it's great.

2010-12-09T16:15:00.000-08:00

husband.

he is 22 now.

and oh, how I love him more than anything in the world.

thanksgiving.

2010-11-26T08:18:00.000-08:00

thankful for:

love

candles

skip-bo

mashed potatoes & gravy

husband

sisters & parents

{even if they are far-away}

dan in real life

yoga

grandparents

cuddling

the turkey bird

and gas company workers,

who work, even on thanksgiving.

wanna know a secret?

2010-11-24T07:28:00.000-08:00

i graduate really soon.

and you know what else?

i'm not even scared anymore to become an adult.

{maybe only scared that i won't get a job until august}

wonderful

2010-11-20T09:40:00.000-08:00

love, love, love, love,

loved it.

husband

2010-11-13T15:35:00.000-08:00

[especially when he speaks in portuguese]

go

2010-10-23T14:30:00.000-07:00

b e s t .
s h o w .
e v e r .

jónsi - sinking friendships (live) from Jónsi on Vimeo.

h e

is absolutely

i n c r e d i b l e .

I'm with Jacob,

his music will be played in

h e a v e n.

2010-10-12T17:29:00.000-07:00

i love fall.

i love crunchy leaves.

i love wearing sweaters.

i love drinking apple cider.

i love eating apple crisp.

i love pumpkins.

i love pumpkin bread.

i love halloween.

i love colors.

oh, fall,

welcome.

please stay for a while.

happy wedding.

2010-10-09T14:32:00.000-07:00

2010-10-05T18:34:00.000-07:00

oh, how I love my life.

thank you,

family

husband

teachers

students

prophets & apostles

friends

my life would be pretty meaningless without you.

2010-09-08T18:48:00.000-07:00

a teacher is a person who provides schooling for others.

oh dear, I wish it was that easy.

speeding cars - imogen heap
obstacle 2 - interpol
they bring me to you - joshua radin

reader, i married him.

2010-08-11T20:24:00.000-07:00

it was perfect.
and still is, friends.

come away with me - norah jones

the devil said r.s.v.p. - band of annuals

samson - regina spektor

more pictures to come. . .

2010-07-25T09:03:00.000-07:00

thursday.

four more days.

so. excited.

hoppipola - sigur ros

soul meets body - death cab

se lest - sigur ros

2010-07-20T15:51:00.000-07:00

happy birthday, sydnee.

hope you enjoy being a teenager.

love you, darling.

{i wrote this one year ago, and still feel the same. she's a cutie cutie}

One Two Three Four - Feist

One Day - Matisyahu

Anywhere Is - Enya

{9 days}

2010-07-19T10:31:00.001-07:00

jónsi tour trailer from Jónsi

he's coming to slc.

get excited.

go do - jonsi

i will follow you into the dark - death cab for cutie

anyone else but you - the moldy peaches

{10 days}

2010-07-18T08:00:00.000-07:00

so I kind of have three fears

1. heights

2. deep, strong water and scary things dwelling there.

3. and tripping/falling/slipping and hitting my head super hard

maybe cliff jumping isn't for me.

creepin' in - norah jones

today - joshua radin

the rakes' song - the decemberists

{11 days}.

2010-07-08T09:12:00.000-07:00

i'm just a little excited. . .

listen

we've got everything - modest mouse
january wedding - the avett brothers
uprising - muse

{21 days.}

2010-07-06T13:34:00.000-07:00

oh my family makes me laugh.

why, you ask?
because
1. this morning I found a to-do list of things to do of sydnee's get wax ball frosting, get chocolate frosting, and tell mckenna that I like mustard.
2. after a dinner of grilled hot dogs, my mom asked us, well, how was that for hot dogs!
3. if someone logged in as 'poop' comments on anything I have written, it's my dad. who doesn't know how to fix it.
4. and holly's nightly ritual of rice krispie treats, or bowls of wax ball cake mix.
5. and how greg and i bought a new tent and set it up in our backyard and sat in it and looked at it for hours. (picture coming soon)

the narrows

2010-06-28T14:40:00.000-07:00

beautiful,

I loved them,

but they nearly killed me.

and I will be hiking them again.

oh and yes,
sydnee did catch a fish with her bare hands.

2010-06-19T23:46:00.000-07:00

happy fathers day

oh, how i love him.

(especially when I find pictures on our computer like these)

fyi: the holly/happy birthday balloon is in a series, closely related to those of the first day of school pictures, but, instead of being outside in our brand new clothes in front of our house before walking to the bus stop, were us walking out of our rooms on the cruise, one at a time.

and the picture with the turtles. . . um. that was something like, go over there and act like turtles and I'll take a picture

yes, pictures like this are semi-normal when living with my father.

2010-06-14T09:56:00.000-07:00

our children are going to be adorable.

don't you agree?

(don't worry. this is not news of me being preggers. this is just me looking at pictures of little greg and thinking how cute he is/was)

2010-06-01T09:59:00.000-07:00

just two more months

and then I will be in your arms for forever.

little miss shannyann.

2010-05-15T09:56:00.000-07:00

please keep little shannon and her family in your thoughts and prayers

she was in a motorcycle accident.

and is a sweetheart.

and my tonya's sister.

and my dear friend, that I look up to.

here are the details from her loving family,

http://www.shannonblackham.blogspot.com/

2010-04-05T21:03:00.000-07:00

(oh, how i love this movie)

and yes,

I did meet a man (in high school, actually. not rome),

that is wonderful, and brilliant,

and we are getting married!

mr. greg.

2010-03-21T20:03:00.000-07:00

i love it when he laughs super hard during movies

and when he uses his serious face

also when i call him and he pretends to be an answering machine

i love it when he tries super hard to beat me at word searches (impossible)

and when he tries to explain guitar and business stuff in basic terms

he's super cute.

juiceboxes, baths, and dinosaurs

2010-03-09T19:52:00.000-08:00

after a long, horrible day,

(much, much worse than Alexander's no good day)

I became a child again.

and it was wonderful.

I took a bath with dinosaurs,

read a story with monsters,

drank a juice box,

ran into the dirty garage with my clean feet.

and avoided my bed as if it would be the death of me.

sometimes,

I wish I was still a child.

That would be nice,

especially on days like today.

sick. .. of interviews.

2010-03-02T13:46:00.000-08:00

"what is my biggest weakness, you ask?"

ummmmm.... ... ummmm...

probably my answer to that big, fat, question,

the one that everyone lies on and interviewers ask just to throw you off. . .

and, the one that I slaughter absolutely every time

oh, I love interviews.

especially when you turn to the girl next to you and realize she has her

umm, degree in elementary education and some papers in her hand and blah blah blah.

Yeah.

So, I've come up with a conclusion.

(even though I currently am not in school, doing my student teaching in the fall, living at home, and somehow managed to slide into a curb, resulting in a big, fat check)

I'm fine with my part-time job in Provo

Seriously though,

besides the half -hour commute, and three-hour long shifts,

(which I am working on to change)

I really do like it.

twenty-one

2010-02-20T13:11:00.000-08:00

so, i'm twenty-one now.

i've watched a scary movie in a fort,

hemmed a pair of jeans mostly all by myself,

went to a ward party with a significant other,

performed the heimlich maneuver on a choking woman,

started a fire,

avoided cleaning my room,

had a top-ten embarrassing moment,

sniffled, coughed, sneezed, and more,

changed beds,

sipped the world's best herbal tea,

had the best valentines day in years (at least two),

kissed an unshaven man,

did not embarrassingly lose a game of balderdash (did not win, either - just mediocre),

laughed so hard that i've cried,

learned to be a little bit more assertive,

watched some of this wonderful movie that i have talked about,

learned to care less about unimportant things and more about the important things,

fell in love with this tv show,

drank some dr. pepper.

oh, how i love being twenty-one

i'm so happy that i haven't even bought my first alcoholic beverage. . .

the luckiest granddaughter

2010-02-03T16:50:00.000-08:00

I simply have one thought today

. . .

I love grandparents.

I love when they hug you.

Ask you questions about your life.

Whistle in the front room.

Serve you ice cream.

Hold your hand.

Kiss your cheek.

Buy you lunch.

Reminisce about old times.

Feed you See's chocolates and pies until you feel sick.

Interview your boyfriends.

Pull your teeth.

Giggle with you.

Listen to your stories.
Think you're the most beautiful, wonderful girl that has ever lived.

And love you no matter what.

I'm the luckiest granddaughter in the whole wide world.

We Own the Sky - M83

Convention (Blood, Bones, & Tissue) - Forest World

Walk Real Slow - Lady & Bird

[I'm just sort of copying you yindselfret.]

mexico love, la segunda parte.

2010-01-31T12:08:00.000-08:00

i love you, mexico.

hopefully i will see you again soon.

and teach your children. and speak your language. and walk your streets.

farewell, until then.

mexico love.

2010-01-22T10:06:00.000-08:00

pretty soon I'll be here. . .

(cruisin in the mexico)

but, I kind of, sort of wish that I was going back to cuernavaca.

to see all of these friends.

oh, how I love you, mexico.

even though, I won't be seeing any of the friends above, I'll swim in your waves and drive in your taxies, and see your beautiful sights with these lovelies -

(minus the little boys and winter coats)

see you soon.

one week.

2010-01-19T09:23:00.000-08:00

if you see this boy sometime next week,

(he most likely will not have an alien on his head)

welcome him home.
and tell him that I'll be seeing him soon.

and if you want,
you could also tell him how great I am.
and that I'm way cuter than I was two years ago.

and you also may want to warn him that there is a slight possibility that my grandmother will call him and take him to mcdonald's or in n out.

so,

2010-01-16T17:44:00.000-08:00

I'm kind-of, sort of, really exhausted.

that's all.

(hopefully next month, I won't be so sleep-whacked)

rock-n-roll lifestyle.

2010-01-12T10:03:00.000-08:00

isn't this such a beauty?

i've been waiting for this beloved day to see it. and hear it in full.

so, here comes my last night dilemma.

i asked myself,

'self, should I buy this, to have and to hold and to love dearly with my two hands in a week-ish-
and save some money on some other musical beauties, like spoon's new album?

or this and listen to it now and on my way to work tomorrow?'

or of course, drive to my local wal-mart, target, etc. and cross my fingers that they have it,
or wait until tomorrow to go to graywhale and purchase for the whopping $13.99.

(i'm kind of, mostly anti-itunes store. so that's never been an option.)

i love having physical cds, and promised myself to buy this in cd-form months ago.
so, as you can see (or maybe not), this was a dilemma.

conclusion: i drove to work today listening to some new vampire weekend tunes.

it was wonderful.
and i don't feel at all guilty.
and glad that i am only four dollars poorer.

i know that some may think i'm crazy for
a. even considering that a dilemma,
b. wondering why i would ever purchase an album like this in mp3 format.
c. even purchasing non-local music at all anymore.
d. it's just 10 songs. a cd. and music. who even cares?
or
e. why do you even care about vampires if they have nothing to do with edward?

e. was mostly a joke.
please don't tell me if you were thinking.
it would be best if i didn't know.

side note.
they're coming to the salt lake city in march.
wanna join me?

my life according to facebook.

2010-01-09T21:37:00.001-08:00

eight of six thousand-ish.

2010-01-06T22:18:00.000-08:00

I'm just a little excited.

two thousand ten.

2010-01-03T21:01:00.001-08:00

in one year,

i will not worry as much what others think.
when someone hates me, they hate me.
and sometimes, there's nothing i can do about it.
i just need to not be sad about it.
and move on.

my temple recommend will be used and worn.
because it will have been used every week.
and have attended every temple in utah.

i will be closer to the Lord.
because i really studied and pondered using my scriptures every day.
and prayed on my knees with a heart full every morning and night.
and not focused so much on myself and what i want.
but focused on others in a heartfelt, caring way.
and expressed my gratitude for everything i have.
and received guidance in huge decisions of the year.

i will have a hot bod.
from the gym.
from xc skiing. hiking. running.
and from rock climbing ( i hope )
and from eating really healthy.
and knowing when to stop.
stop eating, that is.

i will love everyone that i meet.
and focus on the good that i see in everyone.
and not the little things that annoy me.
whether they listen to glenn beck or awful music, lack basic parenting skills, or talk too much.

be a better teacher.
and more confident.
and put more time and effort into my preparation.
and reflections.
and reach out and be more assertive.

and i'll be super happy.
because that's how i should be.
no matter what happens this year.

goodbye, 2009.

2009-12-27T20:41:00.000-08:00

It's weird to say that I'm grateful for 2009.

And glad that it happened.

but, I am.

Don't get me wrong, there are several events in 2009 that I wished would have never happened. But, they did.

{You know it's been a bad year when your mother says to skip out on the 2009 update with the Christmas card, because we don't have anything happy to tell anyone. Well, other than, 'Larry's still working from home and loving it..'}

Throughout this year, I have learned such important lessons
In addition to this list made in May,
I have learned that you are never alone.
Despite how alone you may feel, there is always one who knows exactly what you are feeling.
I have learned that my grandmother is amazing.
And I look up to her, and her ability to still be able to smile and laugh, even though no one in the room can understand her.
I have learned that the Johnson family is the strongest family in the world.
I remember walking away, confused, at how I wanted to help them feel more comforted, but walked away feeling more comforted than I ever could have offered to them.
I have learned that the temple is the closest place to heaven on earth.
And that I will forever live my life in a way where I will always have a recommend.
I have learned that blogs are great. And have been my therapy throughout this year.
I have learned that attitude and confidence affect everything.
Especially with your ability to learn and grow.
I have learned what it feels like to be a burnt-out first year teacher, without even being a first-year teacher. Thanks to being sick, mostly. And the lesson learned directly above this one.
I have learned that Iron & Wine and Sigur Ros are wonderful.
And I have learned that sometimes life is just meant to endured.
And that everything will be okay.
You just need to look at it with an eternal perspective.
And all your negative thoughts, insecurities, disappointments, pains, and tears disappear.
I promise.

This will be me on Saturday, hopefully.
(Well minus the blonde hair and pixie dust)

Please, 2010.
Be a little easier than 2009.

pictures via

oh, he's a good one.

2009-12-25T20:53:00.001-08:00

...that santa

(or satan, as samuel calls him)

because this upcoming january we'll be here -

and the january after (maybe) we'll be here -

and i can go shopping here -

and now i don't feel at all guilty about buying this.

thank you, santa (s).

(i'm pretty sure that i have three santas that come to my house)

my new best friend.

2009-12-23T15:20:00.001-08:00

his name is skrapshtebazilenerual2.

he's super fun.
and probably the best best friend I've ever had.
and we play a lot.
and he goes everywhere with me.
i don't even miss skraps the first that much.

(my dad's way jealous of our new friendship)

december is for birthdays. . .

2009-12-20T09:02:00.000-08:00

yesterday was the nineteenth.
that means it was my grandfather's birthday.

This is my grandpa, JL.
He was a principal.

My grandpa is one of my best friends.
After all, he was the second person I told about my first kiss on the way to st. george.
(my parents and sisters count as one person, I just decided)
He is one who recommends me to read certain books.
We've been on lots of many road trips.
Been to auctions. Named cows after me and my best friend, Erika.
(even though he didn't tell me that those cows were the very same ones that were in my basement freezer)
We go out to lunch or dinner at least once a month.
From him I've learned
To always be happy. And smile. And laugh.
That when he says that he'll throw you out the window, he's just pretending.
About Jeffrey the Monkey and his many adventures.
That it is possible for someone to know the name of every player on every team in every sport.
{I promise, it's true.}
To always smell the ground before you set your sleeping bag on the floor of an old apartment (actually, I think he may have learned that one from me)
That when you're working hard, nothing is better and easier than slim fasts and v8.
What happened to the three marines when they ate the beans. . .
That if you ever think you are good at Monopoly, my grandpa is better. Always.
The key to get rich.
Well, not the actual key to get rich. But that there is one.
I think it has something to do with cows, monopoly, macadamia nuts and paint.
and that Almond Rocas, Sees candies, and Sour Cream Twists are really yummy.

Oh, I love my spanky grandpa.
He's the best.

(Even though one time he tried to poison us with dog food. But that's a story for another time...)

today is the twentieth.
that means that it is my mother's birthday.

meet little stefanie.
{the daughter of aforementioned JL}

isn't she a cutie cutie?

On Mother's Day, I wrote this for my mother.
She is a cutie cutie, huh?
I still stand by every word I said
(except that she made her children drink hormone-free milk. I found out that that only lasted a month or two)

She is a wise woman.
And she hand-quilts,
Claims she was born in the wrong era,
And, come January, she will be working much closer.
Because she loves us so much.

Love you, mother.

'dedicated to every single girl in the whole world'

2009-12-16T23:39:00.000-08:00

oh, I love that this boy is home now.

{this boy is named fred}
fred is greg's best friend in the whole entire world

so we can find, watch, and laugh until we cry at lost videos like this:

reminisce about alex's christmas parties,
landon's deep voice when he wants something,
dave and that one time that he couldn't go to guitar center,
jacob on that one awkward date,
everything about greg (obviously) -,
and the disneyland trip that I didn't go on, but remember it like I was there,
(but mostly glad that I wasn't there)

burgess park barbecues,
this picture taken at a burgess park barbecue,

this show,

and all of our other high school/post high school activities,
and also plan for super awesome parties to come in the future and this summer.

I'm excited for the rest of the gang to be home.

I sure have missed them.

{well mostly greg}
but I still miss jacob, dave, landon, and alex quite a bit.

(greg and I laughed super hard at these two photos probably once every two months)
oh, they're the greatest

christmastime.

2009-12-13T20:25:00.000-08:00

real christmas tree
+
hot chocolate and herbal tea
+
flannel sheets
+
joshua james/sufjan stevens/harry connick/brian setzer christmas tunes
+
snow falling
=
a really excited me.

even though, I already know what Santa Claus is bringing me.
I'm still sick.
our advent calendar is crooked, and I already know what candy is behind Christmas.
my Christmas is a little bit blue.
I live in the {very cold} basement.

It's just the feeling of Christmas.
of love.
of giving.
and Him.

and that makes me extremely happy, even merry.

goodbye, logan

2009-12-11T10:55:00.000-08:00

goodbye, dorm
goodbye, dorm friends
goodbye, grocery shopping
goodbye, cold temperatures
goodbye, messy kitchen
goodbye, education building
goodbye, logan city library
goodbye, brother jacobs
goodbye, hockey games
goodbye, MLMS
goodbye, mean registrar lady
goodbye, bicycle (i hope your new owner treats you well)
goodbye, aggie shuttle
goodbye, old main hill
goodbye, woodruff elementary, providence elementary, edith bowen, and cedar ridge middle
goodbye, logan friends
goodbye, free (kind of) gym
goodbye, tsc
goodbye, bishop reed
goodbye, tummi yummis
goodbye, bluezone network
goodbye, logan graveyard
goodbye, teachers
goodbye, nathan from the yetc lab
goodbye, 'A'
goodbye, firehouse
goodbye, sardine canyon

i will sure miss you.

hello, utah county
i am glad that we can be friends again.

i'll miss you, boys.

2009-12-09T16:30:00.000-08:00

it's been 2 1/2 years.

that i've worked here.
in an after-school club.

and i've loved every minute of it. (mostly).

starting with the minutes working with dear kevin.
kevin, who i could motivate easier than anyone through snacks and candy bars.
kevin (this still remains my number one favorite story), whom i saw sneaking bags of potato chips into his coat sleeves, and i, wanting to prove that i have eyes in the back of my head, walked up behind him and asked, 'what are you doing, kev?' His reply: 'oh! these potato chips must have fallen into my coat sleeves! i'd better put them back. . . '

and to dear, sweet marco, who i've seen grow up (at least a foot and a half)
and who still remains the sweet, quiet, innocent, and hard-working kid.

to donovan, who is the tiniest punk i've ever seen.

to philip, the biggest flirt of an eighth grader.
who, on many occasions, begged to be my boyfriend.

to austin, who, someday, i will recognize by his photo in the sleeve of a brand new best-seller.

to kayson, who i missed the day they told me he couldn't come to mentoring anymore, because of all of his 'extra help' outside of mentoring. the extra help with the teacher he despised. and the teacher who made fun of him, and who never saw him produce an inch of work. i will never forget his face at that moment. i wish they could have realized all of the help he needed was a little care and trust, and once that comes, he will work for hours.

to taylor, who impressed me everyday with his knowledge from wikipedia, french, and video-games.

to michael, who is just michael.
i will never forget that moment when playing catch phrase, and all of us adults, puzzled at a word, he read it and explained it's meaning in an almost dictionary-perfect definition. whenever he speaks, i think instantly of sheldon cooper.

to juan, jesse, and fernando, who are three of the sweetest boys, despite what teachers say.
i'll always be amazed at juan's skateboarding and video-editing skills, jesse's sense of humor and artistic way about him, and fernando and when he is always the first one to help out.

to fransisco, who i lived for the moments when i could hear that click in his brain, and for the moments that he understood what he was doing in math.

to jorge, who i threw off his schedule today, because it was a wednesday, and i only come on tuesdays and thursdays. from his reaction, it was almost as though he had never been so surprised, or confused, in his entire life.

and to amon, who is new. and from curitiba, brazil. and when he spoke portuguese on the telephone, i got goosebumps.

and i'm so grateful that i didn't yell at you today, david.
i was very close.

oh, little boys, i will surely miss you.
i learned so much from you.
i hope you learned from me.
i know you can succeed in whatever you do
and i hope you realize that.

happy birthday

2009-12-07T05:00:00.000-08:00

it is my best friend's birthday today.
he is in brazil.
and the greatest person I have ever known

because

1. he makes anyone laugh harder than they have before.
2. he has the cutest smile i've ever seen.
3. he draws me funny pictures in his letters.
4. he loves the Lord, and is the greatest missionary.
5. he sees good in everyone and never talks negatively.
6. he is a gentleman
7. he is really good at magic tricks.
8. he plays ticket to ride and does puzzles with me.
9. he's the best dancer at stake dances and in my kitchen.
10. he makes me want to be a better person everyday.

and he'll be home in less than two months

happy birthday, gregory stevai

see you soon.

(his friends made this on a shirt for him one year)

my last day.

2009-12-05T14:47:00.000-08:00

I will sure miss you, dear little first graders.

I look up to you.

And your strength, happiness, and innocence.

Some of you have had more to deal with in your precious six years of life, than I ever could imagine in my twenty years of life.

I love all of you.
And miss you already.

pretty much amazing

2009-12-02T16:57:00.001-08:00

so, my bike got stolen.

I'm pretty sure.

because, today, I ran outside to hurry to my classroom management class to get my bike.
it wasn't there.
I double checked.
I triple checked.

I didn't see it.

The only thing that confuses me is that it was a crappy bike.
Like it wasn't a cute little beach cruiser.
Or a really nice road bike.
Or even a nice mountain bike.
It was just an old scwhinn that my grandpa fixed up for me.
That I loved dearly.

hmmm.
I wonder what will be next?

I do hope it's my printer.

But please, Robot (my laptop), Friend (my tb), Car (my car)
try really hard to stay alive, running, and useful.

funeral for a friend.

2009-12-01T18:55:00.000-08:00

for my five year, ten month old ipod, skrapshtebazilenerual.

well, I called him skraps for short.

he died.

the poor boy.
and after five years, i finally caved in and bought him an iHome.
he only got to sleep there once.
the night before he died.

goodbye, skraps.

we sure did have some good times.
like all of those times we went running,
all of those logan drives, you were my constant companion.
you were there for me during my sleepless nights,
and remember how i watched high school musical with you?
that was pretty fun.
and you know, how you helped me clean
i couldn't have done it without you
my friends all loved you too.
but, i knew you were getting old.
slower.
and a bit unresponsive.
and it was your time to go.

it'll be hard to replace you.

(i don't have $200 to spend)

giving thanks.

2009-11-29T15:16:00.000-08:00

thanksgiving.
i have never been too big into it.
like, it's just one of those holidays.
that's right inbetween my two favorite holidays.
and gets kind of neglected.

but i have realized.
i am not as thankful as i should be.
i have so much to be grateful for.
and i take it all for granted.

so, thanks to:

my parents
who make sure i am safe. and that my life is comfortable.
eternal life.
calendars
who help me keep track of my dates and countdowns.
letters from brazil that make me laugh out loud.
good windshield wipers.
that help me see even when it's snowing and raining.
the turkey bird
that gives me presents to beg to stay alive. and yet, he still forgives us because we always eat turkey. and we always get presents. oh, turkeys never lose hope, do they?
facebook.
i probably would be friendless without it.
fingernail clippers.
onions.
so that in n' out can put some onions on my hamburger so it will taste oh so yummy.
justin danielson.
because today i laughed when i saw him passing the sacrament and wondered how he is so old. because i remember the days when he would come to our door and ask, "sydnee can play?", still unable to form complete sentences.
cute 'hi's' from my nephews, learning to speak.
my robot.
because he allows me to do my homework, read blogs, update my library books, and check my bank account all at the same time!

and thank you,
my dear friends and family.

you're the greatest.

after today x 2

2009-11-19T18:05:00.000-08:00

this

and this

make me extremely happy.

i love goofy movie.

languages.
lone peak.
and fat nordick.

{to hayley beth tintle castle: please tell me you've seen this}

ps. i guess i sort of wish it was the day after today.
because it's friday and i'm coming home.

but mostly, just wish it was the month after this month.

ok.ok.ok.

2009-11-11T17:12:00.001-08:00

I feel much better.
Life is great.

i'm ready ready ready for a break.

2009-11-10T19:56:00.001-08:00

i'm tired.
i'm sick.
i've had a good case of the shingles, that are still my constant companions.
i am sniffly and coughy, still.
my room needs major cleaning and packing.
i'm overwhelmed.
i've totally broken out all over my face. it's lovely.
i'm tired.
i have piles and piles of homework/responses/evaluations/lesson plans/blah that need to be completed.
i'm behind in homework.
there are not enough hours in my day.
i have headaches all the time.
i'm tired.
i want to cry.
i probably did cry just a little.
i'm super worried and stressed about the future, even though i tell myself i'm not.
i'm scared of not being a good enough teacher because i'm not preparing well right now.
i'm worried because i have no idea what will happen next year.
and slightly more worried because of everyone's opinions and 'personal experiences' that people change too much in two years.
i don't have a job lined up.
i am tired.
i procrastinate everything.
like. right. now.

but, thanksgiving break is soon.
then the end of this semester.
then christmas break.
and then a cruise.
right before a semester of no school.

but i need to worry about school right. now.

fall 2009. who knew it would be my most difficult semester?
with the fewest (slight exaggeration.) amount of credits i've ever taken? and without (no exaggeration here) a social life?
well, i thought it would be cake.

i was very much mistaken.

(ps. i normally don't just break out. or get headaches. or shingles. or be a bad student)

i am done venting.
that is what blogs are for, right?

2009-11-09T15:16:00.001-08:00

I went to the library today and in the non-fiction section of audio-tapes, inbetween autobiographies and biographies was this -

I'm so glad Superman is real.

alone in my apartment

2009-11-08T15:56:00.000-08:00

with the exception of friday night, and a couple of hours saturday morning,
I have been alone in my apartment.

It wasn't scary, I mean.

And it's pretty common.
But this weekend, it was a bit comical.

Well first of all, I took my mother's advice to not leave the apartment

Second, I don't think I've changed much.
And probably smell, even though I have taken like 7 showers.

Third, I've been singing really loud and dancing (carefully and not too extreme) to Christmas music.

Fourth, I only leave my bedroom (hopping or dancing) to use the bathroom, or make myself some chicken noodle soup.

Fifth, I have no idea what I did to occupy my time. Because here I am, Sunday night, living in a messy room, realizing that I haven't finished any of my lesson plans, reading responses, or scanning of student work. I mean, I know I watched a couple of movies, took a couple of naps, read a little bit, but seriously?.

And really, because two whole days confined to a small space secluded from the world would make anyone act comical. . .
right?

if you don't ever see me again,

2009-11-07T11:02:00.001-08:00

it's because i coughed up a lung,

choked on it,

and died.

but hopefully you do see me again.

And if I do live and recover
(hopefully by monday, please)

I have
Simply Orange (with LOTS of pulp)
You've Got Mail
Sleep
Nyquil
Lexie's SAA water bottle
my cold shower
and my comfortable bed

to thank.

{on the other hand,}
late nights, donuts, and hot chocolate,
please stay away.
I don't think you're helping

the list

2009-11-05T15:03:00.000-08:00

(in no particular order)

Life Goal #1 - Get married in the Mt. Timpanogos temple
.
.
Life Goal #10 - Cook every recipe in a cookbook
.
.
.
Life Goal #14 - Zipline through a jungle
.
.
.
Life Goal #23 - See Sigur Ros live
.
.
Life Goal #25 - Live in London
.
.
Life Goal #29 - Spend all day at Barnes and Noble (opening to closing)
.
.
.
Life Goal #34 - Buy a whole large bottle of kimchi
.
.
Life Goal #38 - Run a marathon
.
.
Life Goal #42 - Own a bike with a basket
.
.
.
Life Goal #54 - Make someone believe I'm magic
.
.
.
Friends, it goes on.
I'm so excited.
I love lists
especially the bucket ones

thank you, safety kids

2009-11-03T18:35:00.000-08:00

I've always been safe.
thanks to you and your songs

the future.

2009-11-02T17:07:00.000-08:00

Right now, It's pretty hard to live in the present. . . .

When the semester ends in six weeks,
I move home in six weeks,
I graduate soon,
Christmas is in 2 months,
We go on a cruise in 3 months,
And G comes home in 3 months

And when my life consists of me going to school, eating, sleeping, checking the mailbox for letters, making lesson plans, drinking hot chocolate, and reading (books and letters).

It's pretty hard.
But I'm trying.
I promise.

And (thanks to my shingles) I've been really trying not to worry. . . I think I'm doing a better job.
But, mostly I'm just super excited.

those little first graders. . .

2009-10-28T17:30:00.000-07:00

'Miss Sparks, I need help!" she says for the 1000th time as she erases her correct answers, and ready for me to explain the concept that she already understands.

Then, the sweetest, smartest girl in class unknowingly flips me off by showing me her spider ring -

And when I introduced myself, I told the class I like riding my bike, ice cream, and don't like asparagus. To my surprise, so did at least five of the students.

And little, sweet Austin, as he was sounding out 'sheet', said a swear without realizing.

{not a child in my class. via papertissue}

Oh, I love first graders.
And, sometimes it's really hard not to laugh.

(It's only day 3. I have five more weeks of this fun)

all HALLOWS eve.

2009-10-25T11:51:00.000-07:00

I'm so excited.
It's my absolute favorite holiday.

The other day, I told a lovely story to my dear friend, Sam.
It was a story of when I was Peter Pan for Halloween.
(I was Peter Pan twice. This story corresponds with the bottom right picture directly above these words)
I was waiting for the bus.
Then I saw Landon come out of his home.
He was Hook.
We battled, not only at the bus stop, but for the entire day.
It was the greatest Halloween ever.
We didn't even plan it.

I'm so excited for Halloween.
and this year, I'm going home
where I will
have soup,
eat homemade donuts,
carve pumpkins,
make a gravestone,
and see my cute nephews in their cute halloween costumes

I even made a playlist to get pumped up

(check it out on the right)

are you excited for halloween?

oh no.

2009-10-23T08:42:00.000-07:00

I feel myself getting sick.

Not a good time to get sick.

Please, sickness, whoever you are, will you come back in 7 weeks when I'm done with school?

It would be very much appreciated.

(I do not want to make up my practicum hours over Christmas break when I will have no place to live)

my resolution

2009-10-21T20:52:00.001-07:00

It's not new years.
but a have a new resolution.

take more pictures.

Recently, I have realized how few photos I have.
It makes me a little sad.
And when going through my days, I often think, oh my that would make a lovely photo!

So, today, as I was riding my bicycle through the graveyard,
I took a few photos.

what do you think?

{now do you understand why I choose to ride my bike through here every day?}

I so want to become a great photographer.
I'm a pretty good faker.
I even just made a flickr account.
hopefully I'll have at least five more photos added to it tomorrow

Heima

2009-10-20T22:58:00.000-07:00

If you're not sure what to get me for Christmas, this film will do. . .

I once saw it in 2007 when it first came out. And it was magnificent.

I think I probably cried. I think probably we all cried : David, Landon, Jacob, Greg, and I.
(Maybe even Ken when he walked in to see what we were watching)

It really was magnificent.

And it would be a dream come true to be able to watch it over and over and over again.

Oh, it is love.

Please Jón Þór “Jónsi” Birgisson, Georg “Goggi” Hólm, Kjartan “Kjarri” Sveinsson, Orri Páll Dýrason come play in Salt Lake.

And not on a Sunday, like in 2008. And this time you can play in a 21 + venue if it's sometime after February.
(I was very sad when you played at the depot back when I was a young girl)

You inspire me, Sigur Ros.

Take me to Iceland,
let me speak Hopelandic,
and see you play,
with my true love,
and i will be happy forever.

Phobias

2009-10-18T12:49:00.000-07:00

Phobias sometimes make me laugh.

Not like -

Pocrescophobia (fear of getting fat), Phasmophobia (fear of ghosts), Tocophobia (fear of child-bearing), or Acrophobia (fear of heights)

But phobias like -

Vestiphobia (fear of clothing), Papyrophobia (fear of paper), Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia (fear of long words), Ophthalmophobia (fear of opening one's eyes), Cathisophobia (fear of sitting), Anatidaephobia (fear that somewhere, somehow, a duck is watching you), phobophobia (fear of developing a phobia), and Telephonophobia (fear of telephones)

Hmm.

I think that someone may just be having a bit too much fun with this whole phobia thing. . . .

But, maybe I'm wrong.

Maybe there is someone, somewhere who hasn't opened their eyes for the last twenty years, because they're too afraid.

Fall

2009-10-15T15:28:00.000-07:00

I love fall.
So much.

Not the fall where it's like, 'Yay! summer was yesterday and it's snowing today!'

But the fall in Alpine

Where the leaves change colors.
And where you don't have to wear a jacket everywhere you go.
The fall where it's still warm enough to go camping
And where you can smell pumpkins and get excited for Halloween.

I love that fall.

And I found a new reason to love fall:

I went mountain biking for the first time.

It was incredible.

I loved feeling the wind through my clothes, the sound of my wheels against the rocks and ground. I loved the look of the fall colors, the pretty yellows, oranges, and reds. I loved the feeling of being invincible. I loved the feeling of being in the best place on earth. I loved the sound of my chains and brake pedal squeaking (my bike is old). I loved the feeling of where I was sure I was going to fall, but quickly pulling out and recovering. I loved the feel of my heart beat and sound of my breathing. I loved being so tired, yet wanting to do it again. I loved forgetting about itching (except for when my leg decided to run into some stinging nettle). I loved riding my bike on trails so few go. I love mountain biking.

I want to go tomorrow.

Who's with me?

Awkward

2009-10-13T13:42:00.000-07:00

Awkward, Part One

Yesterday

"I told everyone. I hope you don't mind."
"I don't", I tell her (her, who I saw at Wal-Mart an hour earlier, while picking up my prescription)

I lied a little bit.
Mostly because when I walked into class, every eye was on me and I received at least five smiles and five 'how are you feeling?'s.

I love attention, I thought to myself as we discussed my shingles , shrinking in my seat, hoping to disappear.

First, we talked about how Dr. Read's mom had it, and five people in my class's grandmothers and grandfathers had it. (Nate told me that I look really young for being sixty. I agree)
Then, during break, everyone asked where it was and what it felt like. How fun, I thought, sarcastically to myself, rubbing under my chest, realizing that everyone was looking at my braless breast, and then feeling the need to explain to everyone that I don't wear bras anymore.
Finally, we were writing poems. Write down 11 ideas, Sylvia said. Naturally, five of my eleven were things like itching, calamine lotion, doctors, etc. Of course I got a laugh when sharing ideas,
I said itching.

Yes, I have shingles.

And, it's oh so fun.

Awkward, Part Two

Today

No bra, again. Jacket (to hide my bra-less chest). Keens. Light, thin, light green capris.

During our break, I went to the restroom (as usual) and realized something

it's that time of the month . . .

Let me remind you, this does not go well with light, thin, light green capris who, unfortunately, didn't hide anything.

Feeling the need to explain the reason why I am checking out my butt in the mirror as Jenny walks in, I explain my situation.

What a great week for you, she says.
I laugh in agreement

Awkward, Part Three

Today, After Break

Presentations!
Alright!
Everyone in class gets to present their science inquiry project, Dr. Lott explains.

So, the entire rest of the class, I am debating whether to wear my jacket to cover my chest or my pants.

The pants won.

At least there are only two boys in my class.
And one is married.

Everyone else understands, right?

Awkward, Part Four

Conclusion

I am throwing all rules of etiquette and decency out the window this week.

Hope you don't mind.

If not, you can avoid me.

love you, h.

2009-10-11T18:03:00.000-07:00

I wish I could help ease the pain.
and help mend your broken heart.
I love you, h.

Most of all,
I wish that it wouldn't have happened to you.

But, you're stronger than me.
I've always known that.

From the time when you cracked your head open and I was so jealous because of all of the attention you got. I wanted so badly to crack my head open, so I could get presents and words of affection, but instead, I just got a few stitches.
That was all I could handle.

To the times when I blamed you for everything, hoping you would be the one to get in trouble and not me. When you were braver than me to admit to doing something wrong.

And now to this.

I'm not good with words,
phonecalls, or texts
But, Pretend I'm giving you a hug right now.
(Even though, I'm pretty not good at those)
You can even sleep in my bed tonight,
Place a pillow next to you and pretend it's me.

And know that I look up to you.
And want to be just like you, h.

She loves you.
She misses you.

But, she wants you to be happy.
And, I do too.
I love you.

The Countdown

2009-10-08T16:21:00.001-07:00

I can't wait for halloween

(three months)

I can't wait for thanksgiving

(two months)

I can't wait for christmas

(one month)

I can't wait for our cruise

(one week)

I can't wait until the end of january

There's no wrong way. . .

2009-10-05T14:45:00.000-07:00

So, today I wanted a reese's candy bar.
I got one.
First, I put my money in the vending machine,
and watched the little vending machine curve to let the poor candy bar free
I almost felt the need to cheer it on, because I could tell it wasn't coming.
But, to my surprise, it was freed.
And not only that, but there came two reese's candybars. . .

I'm so lucky.

I thought, I got two candybars for the price of one!

(But later realized that I forgot to pick up my 50 cents in change)

Side Note: Remember these commercials? Aren't they the greatest?

Someday

2009-10-03T12:39:00.000-07:00

I would love to have a library like Belle -
(as a child, that was my dream -)

or, to be more realistic,
less selfish,
and more practical,

something like this will do :

(as long as there's a ladder)

To the parents of all bloggers,

2009-10-02T14:39:00.000-07:00

Dear Mom,
Coy is funny. Sometimes there are things you don't understand.
I love rain.
My future does confuse me.
Trees are sentimental.

Dear Dad,
It is not funny when you act like you have his shoes.
The word "naked" does grab attention.

Conclusion:
Parents, don't make fun of our blogs.
You don't have to read them if you don't want to.
They are funny.
We are funny.

Love,
Holly & Lauren

If you pee, You're Invited.

2009-10-01T10:57:00.000-07:00

my dream

2009-09-28T16:09:00.000-07:00

last night I dreamt that I owned a cute little restaurant/cafe.

I imagined it a mix of

Tin Angel Cafe,
Flour Girls and Dough Boys,
&
The Royal Penne Cafe

I imagined it a place with

mismatching dishes, poetry readings, creative art and photography placed strategically on all of the walls, a random assortment of furniture and chairs, a collection of clocks, soup that warms the soul, antiques, live music, and meals that makes anyone drool and anticipate their next visit.

I hope that someday this dream comes true.

Flour Girls and Dough Boys in American Fork

(if you haven't heard of it, please visit 35 N. Barratt Ave (150 West),
order 2 cups of the creamy tomato basil soup, bring me one, and maybe I'll forgive you)

Tin Angel Cafe and Royal Penne Cafe are just as good & located at 365 W 400 S, Salt Lake, and 155 N University, Provo, respectively

Him.

2009-09-26T11:25:00.000-07:00

Why is there a boy in my mission prep class that has eyes and glasses just like him?

And why did that kid last night have the same shoes as him?

Dance like him?

And play his guitar like him?

And why does absolutely everything I see or hear remind me of him?

{well, he does have only four months and a little bit, then I'll actually see his shoes, his eyes, his dance moves, him playing his guitar, and everything about him I have missed . . . which is everything}

(and, he is the greatest missionary in all of brazil. i don't know how i got so lucky)

yum.

2009-09-25T16:47:00.000-07:00

but please

stop me

{before I gain 300 pounds}

Wednesdays

2009-09-23T21:49:00.000-07:00

are the longest days of the week.
for me.

First of all: I start at 12:30 (ugh)
And have my 3 hour mathematics methods class.
(yes, all of my classes are three hours)
But, this class, unlike my other 3 hour classes,
we have no break (not good for a girl like me).

Yes, I go crazy.
And, our teacher treats us like kindergartners, where we move at turtle-speed.
Exciting.

To top it off, we get to write out the number
1 million, three hundred two,
Add 324 and 563,
and even divide 54365 by 5
All in twenty minutes!
Fun?
oh, you bet.

I mostly spend my time tinkering with all of the base-ten blocks, 2-colored counters, and colored blocks, make funny faces at my classmates, hide under my hoodie hood, bounce my legs up and down, and whatever else a bored kindergartner might do. {this is no bueno, considering I love math}

Friends, this is not all.
Then, I head off to our (advanced) classroom management class for the most unproductive fifty minutes of my life.

Oh, I just love Wednesdays.

(please, forgive me for my negative attitude)

[on a lighter note]
thank goodness for
1. my bicycle
2. candy
3. institute
4. pesto
5. sudokus
6. seinfeld
7. scriptures
8. text messages
9. newspapers
and 10. classmates,

who help me get through my dreaded Wednesdays.

i don't know what to do with my life.

2009-09-21T16:11:00.000-07:00

help.

a boy named . . .

2009-09-19T22:27:00.000-07:00

once upon a time,
i went to a school a little ways north.
there was a certain weekend when my dear sister ventured the two hours to visit me.
it was great.
we went to a certain restaurant.
and learned some important things
like, no one else appreciates our humor (which makes it more beautiful),
sometimes the workers drink out of the drinks that they offer to their customers (yeah),
but most of all,
we were 'introduced' to a boy.
he was our waiter.
his name was . . .
after meeting him, his name was a joke to us.
and we would chirp his name, like little birds.
at the table
(here came the realization that no one else appreciated our humor)
and, yes, we really would.
after this wonderful weekend with my sister,
my sightings of this boy named . . .
increased.
a lot.
so, everytime i saw this male, i sent a great text to my sister
with three simple letters.
but, alas.
he has moved away, i am told.
so, i am no longer able to text my lovely sister those texts
that bring smiles to both of our faces.
(the boy on the right is NOT the boy in my story.
that would have been a bit TOO creepy)

best prank ever.

2009-09-15T21:02:00.000-07:00

sometimes, I like to put on my mom's wedding ring and imagine getting engaged (i know I'm pathetic. so, don't make fun of me) so, once I was sitting in church with my family. next to my mother. and decided to do just that. my old young women's president, sister wilson, and her family always sit behind us. (if you know her, this story will be much funnier, p.s.) and instantly I thought of a great joke. admiring the ring, I pulled my arm around the bench so whoever sitting behind me could clearly see the diamonds. and instantly, I knew she had noticed. I heard a gasp, a tap, and I turned. her and her husband were so happy and shocked and she immediately started congratulating me. and then, the tears started coming. oh, I should have known. and me, knowing when to end a joke (mostly because i was laughing really hard and being completely disrespectful and trying not to pee), decided to pull off the ring and mouth, 'just kidding'. and then I recieved a well-deserved punch in my arm. but, oh dear, it was worth it.

I love Logan.

2009-09-12T11:52:00.001-07:00

I know you're probably thinking, "What?! Like five months ago, weren't you dying to move back to Alpine!?!"

Friends, you are correct. I was.

But, my love for Logan has been reborn.

Wanna know why?

When I wake up, I can look out my window and see a beautiful tree, and a breathtaking view of the mountains.

I ride my bicycle to school everyday. Through the graveyard, the prettiest part of Logan.

Yesterday, while riding my bike through the graveyard, I paused and talked to my dear Great Uncle Seth who maintains the lawn and keeps it pretty. (Now I can tell my grandpa that I didn't break his promise)

I slackline sometimes, right outside my side door, and occasionally chat to the passerby 'frolfers' (who I forgive for hitting my windows, and on occasion - my car).

I have a new love for the the Merrill-Cazier Library.

I refused to buy any books. Thank goodness for course-reserves (hence the reason to visit the library a lot)

I drive past many cute, old houses that I would want to move into in a heartbeat.

I refuse to set up my printer (I still don't understand my reasoning for this one).

My new friends are Ze Tao from China, Rebecca from San Diego, Ee Ting from China, Tomas from Slovakia, Will from England, my RA Erica (who reminds me so much of Amber), and my dear sweet roommate, Ines, from Spain.

I went swimming in a dam last week, thinking it was Porcupine Lake.

I'm cooking again, with the help of several cookbooks from the library.

I went to the Logan City Library, Macey's, and Papa Murphys this week.

I get to listen to Lexie serenade me with her new love for guitar, and get to talk to Amy about love and marriage, and Nate and I talk about Coraline and music.

I'm enrolled in institute.

I started work this week, and we are a lucky staff, because we have our own classroom. To decorate. To organize. And to love.

And, most of all, I know I won't be here for the long, snowy days.

I won. . .

2009-09-11T10:43:00.000-07:00

Check it out!

Made by the incredible Lady Danburry.

I never win anything.
I'm so HAPPY

(and to be honest, I want to be just like my little sister, Holly, who won last week)

Joshua James

2009-09-09T21:56:00.000-07:00

Recognize him?

Well, you should.

Because he is amazing.

And I've never ever seen anyone so emotionally involved in their music.

So his shows aren't just 'shows', they're experiences.

I even almost cried the first time I saw him play.

So yeah, like I said.

You should recognize this face.

Be sure to listen to Lovers Without Love, posted on the right.
Here is his blog.

To the Children

2009-09-08T15:22:00.000-07:00

I mean, really?
Not letting your child watch this?
Not letting them understand responsibility and that it lies in the hands of the children? Not letting them see that school is good?

Even if you don't like him,
he is our PRESIDENT
And does deserve our respect.

And at Timberline, students only were able to watch it IF they brought a signed permission slip.
At least at Lone Peak, they only had slips if parents strongly felt either way.

Either way, it still makes me sick.

And here it is if you missed it.
Personally, I thought it was great.