Called to Serve...

My little brother got his mission call today. My little brother that everybody thinks is my older brother because he is taller than I am. I wasn't able to go home, but he called me while I was at the middle school so I could listen while he opened it. I ran outside just as the bell rang and all the noisy kids spilled into the hallway. I headed out the doors near the soccer fields. He opened it and I heard "....Taiwan...." and a huge WHOOP from my parents and I jumped up and down and shrieked like a banshee. Scared some little seventh-grader to death as she came out. And then I started to cry as he read the rest of the letter. And cried. And cried. Scared some eighth-graders. Poor kids. And then I went back to mentoring with my eyes all red. He leaves January 21. It's so soon, and yet....not soon enough. We've been waiting a long time for this. I'm so happy!

It was my roommate Erica's 21st birthday. We celebrated at Chili's. Honey-Chipotle Chicken Crispers. I think that's what they're called. Yum. I am SO FULL!! I need to stop eating out. I would stop if people would quit suggesting it. I am going to run out of money.

And then we all went and soaked in our hot tub. So pleasant and relaxing.

It's been a good day.

And a guy in my ward told me that I was "so damn cute." Or he was talking about my hair. Can't remember. Haha. Either way, I dunno how I feel about that one.

Fat...

My stomach is distended. I just ate at Panda Express with my BFF Kelli. We have been friends since I invaded the sixth-grade monkey bars. That is a story for another time. Did I mention that we are going to Scotland? Teehee...

Too much food. But so good! But too much! And then I got Coldstone. Dark chocolate mint. So scrumptious. I totally recommend. I need the next millennium to digest. Seriously.

Cafe Rio. Pork salad. Ginormous. I always feel obligated to eat the entire thing. I'm not that big of a person. But I eat the entire thing. And then I lie down on the couch begging Heaven to send me Death. Every. Single. Time. You'd think I'd learn.

You'd also think I'd've learned to do my homework by now.

Hahahahaha....

Sleeeeepy...

No more games. They make me tired.

Family Home Evening always manages to turn into a 4.5 hour event. It's because after most everyone leaves, I stay behind and play card and board games with my FHE husband and his roommate and friends. I have decided I am so easily talked into anything. If you can give me a good reason....scratch that....ask me to do anything...seriously, anything, and I'll do it if it means avoiding doing more important things. Like homework.

"Chess, stay and play."

"Okay. One game and then I really have to leave."

One game is played.

"I have to go."

"Oh, come on. Just play for a little while more."

"Okay."

I admit to them that I am really easily talked into anything. I play some more.

"I really have to go!"

"But we're just about to play __________."

"Okay."

__________ is played.

"Seriously....I have to go! I've been here for two hours!"

"One more game!"

"Oh, okay."

Before you know it, it's almost midnight. And I have class at 7:30 in the morning.

"Wow! You really can be talked into anything! You want to go running sometime?"

"Wow! You just found the one thing I can't be talked into. I'm going! Good night!"

My roommates will go running with them. I will stay comfortable, cozy, and non-sweaty at home.

[BIG smile]

Muffin Bandit...

I found out who ate my muffin. It wasn't Isaac or Kenny. It was Oliver!!! Also, it was yesterday that he ate it. He found it in Kenny's car.....a week after I left it in there. Oh gosh....how gross! They kept the muffin liner for me. How thoughtful and sweet. NOT!

Traci and I played games with the Hoytsville boys. Yes, apparently Hoytsville is a real town here in Utah. Those guys have an inordinate amount of pride in it. I never heard of it until a month ago. We played Liars' Dice (fun, but I can only take so much of it) and I lost miserably at Nerts last night. I am so out of practice. It was tragic. I tried Nutella for the first time. Excuse me...I experienced Nutella. Not my words. It wasn't too bad. Kenny put it on a crepe with whipped cream and it was actually quite delightful.



I have to register for classes tonight. I hate it. I have like five classes I need to take, but they only count for 13 credits. I need one more....but it will mean that I won't be able to work. Which means I can't save any money. We will see.

I know my life is comparatively easy to some, but right now it feels really, really hard.

Oh Happy Day!

I am happy today cos....

-- I gave up writing my paper last night and I skipped class today

-- I went to Smith's today and there lots of good sales on snacks

-- I like snacks

-- I went to McDonald's today

-- I am watching "You've Got Mail"

-- Tom Hanks is in "You've Got Mail"

-- So is Steve Zahn

-- I am going to "Fun"due night at my friend Spratt's house

-- I am going to see "The Dark Knight" at the 3-dollar theater tonight (with my roommates, my neighbors, my hubby, and my children)

-- I have bat-shaped Reese's

-- I am having a sleepover in the living room with my roommates after we come home from the movie

Melt...

Oh gosh....the sweetest girls came by. Jaelise and Krystal came over with a plate of chocolate chip cookies and a note thanking me for being FHE mom. I've been so sick to my stomach with stress and on the verge of tears all day. I still am but I feel so much better. Their coming over was just what I needed. How did they know?!

I am just about to start writing my paper and here's to staying up all night.

Oh, help......

Grrr....

I spent the whole afternoon trying to figure out who ate my missing pumpkin chocolate chip muffin that I got at FHE. Granted, I did forget and leave it in Kenny's car (I eventually figured it out), but now I've got conflicting stories as to who ate it. Kenny says Isaac did it, Isaac says Kenny did it. Then they called each other liars. Kenny said I can't trust redheads....and then Isaac called Kenny a blonde-headed (insert mean name) ... And now there is a war. Some husband and son. They stink!

And yesterday, Cody stole my yoga mat when I fell asleep in the writing lab. I still haven't got it back, he's currently out of town, and I have Pilates in the morning. I could use a school mat, but seriously.....talk about NAST!!! Who knows whose sweat is on those? At least with mine, it's only mine.

And I have a 5 page paper due on Thursday and an 8 page rough draft due on Friday.....and both of them are impossible!!!

Seriously...what have I done to deserve all of this?