Taco Bus

The Taco Bus has been a long going inside joke between SA council members. Not a meeting went by that it wasn't brought up. Finally after the last meeting of the semester we took a fieldtrip to the Taco Bus. We were not disappointed. Definitely worth the semester long wait, not to mention I shared it with some of my favorite people.

Mischief Managed

Well folks. After 12 years. 7 books. 8 movies. Harry Potter has come to its conclusion, and reigns victorious. Friday morning I put on my support LV shirt for the last time, and with two of my sisters and one of my best friends attended the last Harry Potter midnight premiere. I LOVED IT. No other story, putting scriptures aside, has ever held my interest so long. Harry and me we go way back. Some people ask me why I read them so many times, and if I ever get sick of them. Nope. I read them because everytime I learn something new, and everytime I read them I can escape reality and live in a world where people can fly, and life is full of magic. I will continue to love this book, and yes my kids will love it too.

Hurdle for Hope

1.875 miles of mud, hay bales, smelly water, tires, hurdles, running, jumping. I have never had more fun running in my life. We laughed the whole way, and it was for a good cause. Sadly we only have pictures at the end.

I waited a long time...

for the fourth July to roll around, and finally it did. In case you didn't know, it is my favorite holiday. Thanksgiving, like it. Christmas, love it. Fourth of July, absolutely adore it. I love the fireworks, I love the thousands of people that gather around the river in Idaho Falls, I love the colors, I love the reason we have to celebrate such a thing, I love the people who gave their lives to give me the things I have today, I love my family coming to sit with my friends and me, I love that I have friends who sit with me for 12 hours in the sun. It is just such a great holiday. This year Lori, Heather, Alli and myself woke up early(ish) and drove down to the parade. It was good but really long. We gathered up quite the load of candy and we even ended up with a free tie. From the parade we went to the river, where we slept, studied, ate, and walked around the festivities. Around 2 o'clock our friends started showing up so we played more games, and ate even more food. It felt so nice to just relax and take in what was happening around us. My family even decided to come and sit with all of us crazy college students, everyone loved the babies, and they think my mom is pretty awesome. As do I. The fireworks started at about 10:06, it was a delightful showing. It was so pretty, we were in the perfect spot, right on the river with no trees blocking our view, we had a clear view of the water so we could watch the reflection of the fireworks in the river. After the show we hurried to Heath's car and attempted to make a quick get away. Yeah. It didn't work out so fabulously. It took us about 2 hours to get home, but it was a really fun drive home, so it was alright. I LOVE the fourth of July, and I eagerly anticipate next years festivities.

You have to find new ways to entertain yourself after 10 hours of sitting.

Eating Dinner.

The "red coats"

Staking out our spot.

Studying.

Oh and did I mention that we bought matching outfits? Are they not the best? I love my friends.

Canada Day

Canada Day is kind of like the equivalent to the United States Fourth of July. The birth of their country. I like having a best friend from a different country. I get to celebrate more holidays, which means even more delicious food. I borrowed a Canada shirt from Heather and wore it in honor of the holiday. It was fun. We made cookies decorated with symbols of Canada and Heather made us a Canadian delicacy called poutine which is fries and mozzarella cheese curds covered in beef gravy, also known as a heart attack. Sounds revolting right? It was delicious. Then we finished the night off with lighting off fireworks. Heather had never had the delighful opportunity so we invested 20 dollars in some fireworks. The truck was my favorite. I really liked Canada Day. Maybe I will celebrate it every year.

Just some of my favorite people. No big deal.

8 older blessings

I have a big family. And I love it. I am the youngest of 8 kids. Some of the time I hate it, being the youngest, I have had to deal with my siblings teasing and joking, and listen to them complain about how I get everything I want, they think I was sooo spoiled. That had nothing to do with where I came in the family guys, I was just the favorite. Just kidding! Even though I hated being teased, I loved them a lot. I watched them all graduate, go to college, go on missions and get on with their own lives, while I was stuck at home, just me and the parentals. I don't know if you guys know how much I love and look up to you. I know sometimes I am not the greatest little sister, and that I am overly dramatic sometimes but you guys still stuck with me. Amy is my oldest living sister. She being the oldest was always the responsible one, she was my basketball coach, and has always been there for me, and has given me support in every part of my life. Matt comes next, he is the oldest boy. Matt was the one who baptised me, he was about to leave on his mission when I turned 8, so in a way I was his first convert. I have always looked up to him. After Matt is Becky, she runs fast. It was her that made me want to get involved in track, and I am grateful for the times she let me visit her at college, and then when she moved far away. She has always been the person I wanted to be when I grow up. That brings us to Brittany, the middle child, I wish I was dedicated to my schooling like she was, she is the one that encourages me to keep going and do great things with my education. Jenny is next, we didn't always get along, we fought often, but now that we are older, we have become very close, I love that she chose to live her own life, I wish she could see she has the potential to do so many things, I think she is so beautiful, and I like that I have a personal hair stylist. Jason is the youngest boy, the one next to me in age. He always pushed me to do sports, and I am so grateful for that. We definitely have our differences and don't always see eye to eye, but I am sure glad he is there to protect me if I ever need it. Now if you counted that is only 6 siblings, the seventh, my oldest sister Heather died a year after she was born. I never met her in this life but, because of the father's plan I know she is there, and I will see her again. She is special to me. While I love all of my other siblings so very much they have continued on with their lives, and have kids, and they cannot be there for me every second of my life, Heather is the one that can. She knows what is going on in my life, she sees daily the person I am becoming. Thinking of her has kept me from making some decisions in my life that would have taken me down the road I had no desire to be on, anytime I thought I could get away with something, I thought twice because I knew she was watching. I owe her a lot, I feel her love everyday, especially when I have my bad days, I love her so much and I am so very excited to meet her again, so I can give her a HUGE hug. My eighth blessing is that of my Eldest brother and friend, Jesus Christ. We have had our differences this semester, however through these differences I have come to love and trust in his guidance so much more. He knows me so well, he has cried and laughed with me on many occasions, and I will be forever grateful for his sacrifice, his is also a hug that I look forward to. I love my older blessings in my life, they are truly wonderful. I am grateful that I get to be with them forever.