i finally have an awesome ward.
i mean, the most awesome ward i've ever had.
not only are they organized, really on top of things, and know my name,
they are some of the friendliest people i've ever met.
my visiting teachers rock. i love them. LOVE them.
the girls i visit teach are SO sweet. they rock.
i met a sweet girl last week and she cut my hair at her salon this week. so fun to get to know her.
my calling, although intimidating, will be incredible for me. i'll get to know people and learn to love people. i'm excited.
our activities are well attended. and are actually fun. because everyone is so nice.
today, as i was sitting alone in sacrament meeting, someone came to sit next to me. he talked with me before the meeting started. so nice.
same with sunday school. i was with my adorable roommate. and 2 people came to sit by us. and i loved that the guy that sat next to me would make fun of things with me. ha.
relief society is grand. just wonderful. and normal. and i don't want to poke my eyes out ever.
oh, and last week i probably got 7 compliments on my outfit. today i got 5. how nice!
after church we had break the fast. i got to help with that. we ate and talked with everyone for like an hour.
we have ward prayer. love it.
and i met with the other girls who have my calling tonight. they're so nice and on top of things.
i really can't say enough good things about this ward.
sorry if it sounds like bragging. i just want to remember this love forever.
i was SO nervous to move here.
and now i'm so glad i did. it's great to love things again.
:)
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
memories- age 1-3.
i want to blog about interesting things.
you know, not just what's happening in my life.
although, to be completely honest, i kind of consider this blog my journal.
i need to get better at journaling too....
anyway,
i once had this idea to write down things that i remember from certain times of my life.
the other day my mom asked me what my earliest memory was. i listed off a list like this:
(these were all in new york)
naming my doll, baby biscuit.
dad making baby biscuit eat a cracker. (it was MAGIC, i swear. amazing.)
our laundry room in the basement.
sitting in front of the washing machine when baby biscuit was being washed.
our back yard, and the gap in the fence i used to squeeze through.
our basement where the tv was. (we liked watching rescue 911)
the time davy pretended to pass the sacrament to me and kevin in the front room.
having the chicken pox.
washing my hair in the bath tub.
aunt phyllis combing my hair.
mom combing my hair with "no tangle" spray. (i had super tangly hair. still do.... hmm...)
lauren being born and visiting her at the hospital.
sticking that button up my nose. the nurses laughing at the hospital. and me asking mom if i could have the button back.
getting lost in the store.
my first dream ever. (my family was shocked that i remember this. but i do. very vividly. i was sitting on my back porch watching my dad mow the lawn when a GIANT bee started to chase me. I was terrified. so i ran into our house and sat down to watch davy and kevin play video games. i remember telling my mom about the huge bee the next day and her telling me that it was a dream.)
grandpa calling me "mindy peanut."
that's about it for new york memories. it's funny the things i remember. and that most of them included baby biscuit. haha.
what were your earliest memories??
you know, not just what's happening in my life.
although, to be completely honest, i kind of consider this blog my journal.
i need to get better at journaling too....
anyway,
i once had this idea to write down things that i remember from certain times of my life.
the other day my mom asked me what my earliest memory was. i listed off a list like this:
(these were all in new york)
naming my doll, baby biscuit.
 |
| i LOVED this doll. LOVED it. the velcro hands, the squeakers... <3 |
dad making baby biscuit eat a cracker. (it was MAGIC, i swear. amazing.)
our laundry room in the basement.
sitting in front of the washing machine when baby biscuit was being washed.
our back yard, and the gap in the fence i used to squeeze through.
our basement where the tv was. (we liked watching rescue 911)
the time davy pretended to pass the sacrament to me and kevin in the front room.
having the chicken pox.
washing my hair in the bath tub.
aunt phyllis combing my hair.
mom combing my hair with "no tangle" spray. (i had super tangly hair. still do.... hmm...)
lauren being born and visiting her at the hospital.
sticking that button up my nose. the nurses laughing at the hospital. and me asking mom if i could have the button back.
getting lost in the store.
my first dream ever. (my family was shocked that i remember this. but i do. very vividly. i was sitting on my back porch watching my dad mow the lawn when a GIANT bee started to chase me. I was terrified. so i ran into our house and sat down to watch davy and kevin play video games. i remember telling my mom about the huge bee the next day and her telling me that it was a dream.)
grandpa calling me "mindy peanut."
that's about it for new york memories. it's funny the things i remember. and that most of them included baby biscuit. haha.
what were your earliest memories??
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
my rain
i was in church one sunday, when i was in high school, when my young woman's president stood up to teach.
i don't remember what the lesson was about. but i was a ponderer. still am. i listened.
i remember one of the last things she said that day. she wanted us to think about God and how much He loved us. she said that there are reminders of His love for us every day.
she said that she liked to think that we got to help with the creation of the earth. God let us pick what we created and we helped Him.
"mine was sunsets," she said. "if this is true, i like to think that i helped create sunsets." it was an odd concept.
"every time there is a sunset, i take the time to stop what i'm doing and think about God's love for me. and that we made the sunsets together. and that He sends it every day just for me. to remind me of His love."
if this is remotely true, mine is rain.
that's part of the reason i love rain so much.
it seems that every time it rains, it's the precise moment that i need to remember that God loves me. that He's watching me. and helping me everyday. and He's aware of me.
every time it rains i stop what i'm doing and think about God's love for me.
as ridiculous as it sounds, every time it rains i feel a little bit closer to him.
it's been raining here lately. God knows i need it.
and i love it. I love Him.
i don't remember what the lesson was about. but i was a ponderer. still am. i listened.
i remember one of the last things she said that day. she wanted us to think about God and how much He loved us. she said that there are reminders of His love for us every day.
she said that she liked to think that we got to help with the creation of the earth. God let us pick what we created and we helped Him.
"mine was sunsets," she said. "if this is true, i like to think that i helped create sunsets." it was an odd concept.
"every time there is a sunset, i take the time to stop what i'm doing and think about God's love for me. and that we made the sunsets together. and that He sends it every day just for me. to remind me of His love."
if this is remotely true, mine is rain.
that's part of the reason i love rain so much.
it seems that every time it rains, it's the precise moment that i need to remember that God loves me. that He's watching me. and helping me everyday. and He's aware of me.
every time it rains i stop what i'm doing and think about God's love for me.
as ridiculous as it sounds, every time it rains i feel a little bit closer to him.
it's been raining here lately. God knows i need it.
and i love it. I love Him.
Monday, September 5, 2011
in no particular order...
My nursing class as achieved the impossible! 100% pass rate on the first try for the NCLEX! It's an AMAZING feeling and I've never been so proud of us! I hope we get to celebrate soon! I just love them all! We're all slowly getting jobs too. Taking over the world, really. We ROCK.
I live in provo now. It's different. From what I had and what i expected. I like my roommates a lot. My ward is impressive. I like it so far. I like living close to family and my nephews. I like being so close to the temple. And wow, there are a lot more stores to choose from than just Lins, Smiths, and Walmart here. So weird! Downsides include BYU football season, BYU students, BYU being close by, and uh... BYU. But, be proud. I've only accidentally made fun of one BYU student.... that I know of.
I went to the temple on Saturday. I haven't wanted to go for a while. I feel bad about that. But the second to last time I went, my life problems multiplied by ten afterwards. And the last time I went I ended up crying. A lot. In the temple. ha. But this time....... I don't know. It was good. But I still feel so conflicted about life. Ugh........... I don't know what to say except I sort of came home feeling a little depressed. And that shouldn't happen. So.......... weird.
I think I'm going to do something crazy soon. Stay tuned.
I have about ten thousand dreams a night lately. It's almost like I don't sleep when I sleep. It hasn't been this bad since around March, when I would have rather stayed up all night than sleep. It's getting to that point. Maybe I need drugs......... hmmm.....
My job is still going okay. I am getting the hang of some things. Like my first shift it took me 4 1/2 hours to pass out the morning meds. And last week my time was 2 1/2 hours. So that's good. I still freak out if I hear the word "admit" floating in the air. And I still have a hard time telling people that I am, in fact, the nurse, despite my lack of knowledge. I'll get more confidence and start feeling better soon, I'm sure. It really is getting better. So that's good.
I can't believe that summer is over. It's weird that I moved. And that all my friends are moving away too. I guess that's what happens in life. You start over in a place, make that place your home, and then when you leave you add about 100 more people onto the list of people you will miss. I just wish that list wasn't so long.
I live in provo now. It's different. From what I had and what i expected. I like my roommates a lot. My ward is impressive. I like it so far. I like living close to family and my nephews. I like being so close to the temple. And wow, there are a lot more stores to choose from than just Lins, Smiths, and Walmart here. So weird! Downsides include BYU football season, BYU students, BYU being close by, and uh... BYU. But, be proud. I've only accidentally made fun of one BYU student.... that I know of.
I went to the temple on Saturday. I haven't wanted to go for a while. I feel bad about that. But the second to last time I went, my life problems multiplied by ten afterwards. And the last time I went I ended up crying. A lot. In the temple. ha. But this time....... I don't know. It was good. But I still feel so conflicted about life. Ugh........... I don't know what to say except I sort of came home feeling a little depressed. And that shouldn't happen. So.......... weird.
I think I'm going to do something crazy soon. Stay tuned.
I have about ten thousand dreams a night lately. It's almost like I don't sleep when I sleep. It hasn't been this bad since around March, when I would have rather stayed up all night than sleep. It's getting to that point. Maybe I need drugs......... hmmm.....
My job is still going okay. I am getting the hang of some things. Like my first shift it took me 4 1/2 hours to pass out the morning meds. And last week my time was 2 1/2 hours. So that's good. I still freak out if I hear the word "admit" floating in the air. And I still have a hard time telling people that I am, in fact, the nurse, despite my lack of knowledge. I'll get more confidence and start feeling better soon, I'm sure. It really is getting better. So that's good.
I can't believe that summer is over. It's weird that I moved. And that all my friends are moving away too. I guess that's what happens in life. You start over in a place, make that place your home, and then when you leave you add about 100 more people onto the list of people you will miss. I just wish that list wasn't so long.
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