My Greatest Hero

As you all know, today is Mothers Day, so I would like to make a tribute to my mother.

 My mother is the most amazing person I know. She is my greatest hero. She is a beacon of light to me. She is the strongest personI know, and I can only wish to be half the woman she is. 

My mum has taught me so much, even beyond the normal, how to walk, how to talk, eat, etc. She is one of the funniest people I know... Okay maybe not so much, but she thinks shes hilarious so that is close enough... I always laugh.... Even though she normally has to make us laugh... She's taught me to love old movies, and now every time I see Cary Grant my heart stops.  She has taught me how to annoy the crap out of someone in the morning, I swear even now I can hear her singing at the top of her lungs in the morning to get me up. "Good Morning Good Morning you slept the whole night through, good morning good morning to youu!!!!" She has taught me how to properly watch movies in the theater (Back Row Middle), even if it means getting there 45 minutes early. She taught me how to properly prepare for Sundays. One must always have Potato Chips, Chocolate and Diet Coke (With WAY to much ice), it is the only way to stay sane. She loves me too, enough to sit through episode after episode of  Barney, Arthur, and Doctor Who.  She has guided me through my many "ailments" from thinking I had Lupus to Cancer (in nearly every form), she has always been there to tell me to shut up and stop being silly ;).  

Outside of silly things, my mother has guided me with a normally quiet voice to make the right decisions. She has lifted me up and always supported me in my decisions even when she has not been happy about my decisions. She has loved me in a quiet (and sometimes not quiet way), She has helped me find my way in the world. She has always been there when I need her the most. She installed in me many of my greatest attributes in life, my love for the gospel, my love for reading, and my determination. She has taught me that I am worth so much, and that I should only strive for the best.  

I love this woman more than anything, I am so very proud of her, and I am so glad that I could be raised by this wonderful woman.

Happy Mothers Day Mum

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When You Lose Your Marbles.

Here is a little disclaimer right now. I am pissed. Really pissed. So good luck.

 I have been living with the same three girls for the last two years and I have a few things I have come in contact with some things I didn't know existed until recently.

                                              1. Blond Hair Spider (blondushairaranae)

Yes, you got it, that is a Blonde Hair Spider, a rare species in many part of the world, Hair Spider is an abundant species in my house. They sneak up on you where you least expect the, The Kitchen, behind the T.V and most shockingly in bra's and underwear. How they get there no one knows. Famous spider scientist Gaylord Hammer has postulated that they do in fact have teleporting abilities, and thus are able to begin to bother you at the weirdest moments until you pull a Blond Hair Spider out of your butt crack in the middle of work, wondering how in the hell it got there in the first place. 

2. Odoriferous Canal 

Like many canals around the world, Odoriferous Canal is named after it's most notable feature. This canal has over time had a build up of left over egg bits, spinach, and mushrooms. That have built up until the system was unable to take it any longer and has refused like me, to have to deal with shit any longer. It smells like a combination of rotting meat, rotten eggs, and a bad case of diarrhea that was left in an diaper overnight. And yes in case you were wondering this is a clean day dishes wise. 

3. Blondus Fungi

 This species is very rare but extremely potent. It seemingly multiplies over night and brings with it a bluish gel that some researchers have said looks, taste, and feels like toothpaste. It is found in sinks, primarily ones that have no running water due to a plumbing problems. No matter what you use to remove it, it still seems to show back up within twenty four hours with a few thousand of it's friends. It has many side effects not limited to decreased appetite, irrational anger, decreased sexual drive,thoughts of murder,  insomnia, and erectile dysfunctions

4. Oatmeal

This little bugger is a well known food that is enjoyed my many mammals. Many enjoy it with brown sugar or  cinnamon. However, oatmeal is a true menace to society. Many have used it for decorating, "What!?" you may ask yourself "Who the Hell would use Oatmeal?!" and the answer is people who are tacky. Yep you heard that right. And when their roommate finally get's sick of their vase (pronounced VAUSE because it was freakin' expensive) being filled with oats and fake flowers she throws  fit during General Conference and  dumps them into a plastic bag and doesn't care that there are now oats allover the floor. She then being so impassioned about stupidity spends the subsequent hours throwing her stuff into boxes so that others won't  ruin her things with oats. 

I am counting the days until Sarah and I get the hell out of here. I never thought that I would be so uncomfortable to be in my house that I feel the need to hide to be safe from roommates. I never thought I would live in a house that looks like a hoarders home. I never thought that I would be so angry that my kitchen smells like death, that I would consider pulling a Thomas Monson and burning down my apartment. And I never thought I would be so excited to move three blocks.

Get Me the Hell Out of Here 

The Awkward Leftovers

A good friend and I were recently talking about where we are in our lives, and it got me thinking "Hey I should write a blog about it, other people have to feel like I do". It's about where I am in life, and the various other places people are. As I get older ( I am going to stop sharing my age, seeing as I am about 1/4 dead) everyone around me is doing something. Most of the people  who I grew up with are married, and if they aren't married they are going on Missions for my church. and then there is me.  I don't want to get married right now, I am only twenty... And  even though I think it's so honorary I am just not in a place where I feel like that's right for me. So, where does that leave me? I am in now mans land,  I am the awkward leftovers that no one really knows what to do with. I am the fries that are left in the box after you've eaten the rest of your burger. You don't want to throw me out, but you don't really know about keeping me.

Then there are the people who know me and want the "best" for me. So they are always checking up on me.  I am constantly asked  so are you dating? And when I say no to that people pause and then ask so have you put your mission papers in then? And then I have to say, rather reluctantly that I haven't and I am not sure if I ever will. and then they get this look in their eye. Its a pitying look in their eye, and they awkwardly walk away, unsure what to say.  It's like they don't know that there is more outside of those two things. Or, it's not important enough, to actually care. And, it makes me sad, and also a little bit frustrated. Because I am doing something! Just in case anyone was wondering.  I have a lot going on actually.

 I am looking into international internships!  

I just kicked arse in my last semester of school, getting ridiculously good grades!

I got a job, and i am working 20 hours a week, on top of going to school full time, and I love it!!

I just got a new Wi-Fi enable DVD player, and I am so excited about it!

My baby sister got baptized!!

I found the perfect condo to live in next year!!

I am in love with my FHE family! They make me so happy!!

I have a serious addiction to the cat video called "Grinding the Crack"

I saw Les Mis and cried for 2 hours because of how beautiful it was. 

I failed a test, but for once I didn't have a panic attack about it. I realized that I don't have to be perfect

I guess that news isn't as exciting as mission calls or engagements, but it's my life. It's my failures, and my successes. It's me making my dreams come true.

I guess, what I am trying to say, is I don't want to be discounted. Me, and anyone else in my situation aren't any less important to the world, because we aren't doing one of two things. We are living the way we choose too. And, in all the hype around us of marriage and missions, we are being forgotten. We have voices too, we have believes and knowledge, and we shouldn't be forgotten. We shouldn't be discarded just because we aren't fitting into molds given to us. Because, if you haven't noticed yet, I have never fit into any boxes. I am to claustrophobic.

So, a huge THANK YOU to those who care about me, and take the time to know what is going on in my life, even though I am not doing anything special.