Mittens

Well. I just fell out of the blogosphere loop for about a month.
But thats okay. Because I did some pretty splendid stuff in that month.

We visited Adam on his birthday.

I snuggled with my kitty.

I cleaned my room ever so beautifully.

But sadly it doesn't stay this way for over a week.

Organized my closet...

Found out I have a ridiculous obsession with blue and yellow.

Also yellow bags.

I stepped on Alese's perfectly vacuumed floor. heh heh. 

She was mad. 

I got my book signed by the one and only CHRISTOPHER PAOLINI!!

(he's the author of these marvelous books)

Went to Megan's bridal shower. And only took one picture.

Naturally it had to do with Pride & Prejudice.

Ahhhhh. Sorry, but this was the most exciting thing at the bridal shower.

SWOONING.

Oh yes.

How can I forget.

I also got to see my bestest friends in the world.

I love them. 

I'll post a picture.

IF I get them from Bro0oke.

Also... I BOUGHT MITTENS.

And for some strange reason, I went crazy with them.

I blame the dessert from Chilis at 10 pm. WAY too late for sugar.

And the fact that they are lined with wool from heaven. I'm sure of it.

It's softer than a newly born sheep (cause obviously I would know).

I made up several mitten dances,

one of which is titled "the mitten crotch grab."

Or the crowd pleaser "the mitten worm."

I played mittens with Kate.

I wore mittens for over an hour.While inside Adams house.

And danced to Shakira.

You just had to be there.

And be on a sugar high.

And have your own mittens.

So as you can see, my month has been quite productive.

Even if I'll most likely fail my math class.

And barely pass my German course.

But honestly I could care less.

Because I'm happy.

Hollah! Hurray for happiness and ignorance.

Baby Brooke

Part 3 of 7.
I give you the beautiful Brooke Ashley,
without whom, I would probably crumble to pieces.

The adventures of Brookie & Stace

 started at the toddler age.

She came to all my birthday parties,

and I to hers.

I taught her to cartwheel,

she taught me how to tie my shoes.

We wrote love notes to boys.

We rode scooters in the church parking lot.

We pulled pranks on everyone and their dog, 

and continue to on a regular basis.

We carpool to college.

We have matching pants 

(which are much more flattering on her tiny bum).

We watch reality TV together.

We chit chat about handsome men in our singles ward...

We bet on asking out men in our singles ward...

and we tease each other about men in our singles ward.

She's strong as a rock.

Sweet as sugar,

busier than a bee,

and knows how to live.

We joke. 

We laugh.

We cry.

We play.

We help each other through hard times,

which always strengthens our friendship.

No doubt in my mind,

I would go through any heart breaking situation

for my best friend Brooke.

Ashley, Asher or Ash

Here she is, Ashley Anderson.
Number two of this 7 Part series.

I'd like to officially state,

that if it were not for Jan Hawkes Spirit Team class,

I would not have met this classy woman.

We sat across from each other, 

and shared our messy chalk.

We swoon over handsome "toe heads",

and drool over sexy "knee caps".

We share the same taste in music,

and talk about it often.

We become giddy from the simple mention of:

"pride & prejudice"

"Mr. Darcy" &

"Mr. Bingley" 

(not as handsome as Mr. Darcy, of course)

I laugh at her awkward, but cute, innocence.

And she squirms at my horrible manners.

We joke.

We laugh.

We cry.

We play.

We look forward to the day

that she meets my brother.

And they date,

and hopefully (as we've planned),

they'll fall in love.

And we will be SISTERS IN LAW!!

Basically I'd rather be best friends with Ashley,

than have Mr. Darcy as my loving husband.

"Whaaat??" "Really???"

Don't believe me? 

Get to know Ash.

I dare you to question me again.

Kate Renee

This may seem creepy, but anyone who doesn't know this girl needs to.

So here she is.

Kate Renee. Only one of my 7 best friends/allies/buds.

How you might ask, was I introduced to such a gem of a gal?

Pre-school. I punched the girl who was rude to her.

Auto-matic friendship? Obviously.

Since the age of 3, we have been peas in a pod.

I ate Cheetos from her couch cushions,

She convinced me to play with mama's make-up.

I ditched her almost every weekend,

or made her the 3rd wheel.

But she forgave me.

She shoved a cupcake in my face, 

and mocked my large ears.

But I forgave her.

We share music, which is probably illegal.

We make forts and have sleepovers.

We talk in stupid voices.

We make treats,

and try to exercise.

We joke.

We laugh.

We cry.

We play.

We're moving out next year,

with the other sister wives.

Roommates! 

(Notice how "we" doesn't seem like a real word,

because of the over usage.)

Moral of the story?

I'd rather be best friends with Kate,

than date Ryan Gosling.

WOW. 

That's some serious friendship right thur.

Let's get Intimate.. But not really.

That's right. I'm following the crowd.
Posting 7 random, very censored, but still unique/embarrassing facts about myself
(cause that's what everyone does).
Hopefully these facts will be news to you.
If not, you definitely know me too well.
P.S. I was tagged by the beautiful Kelsey. Don't know her?
Then just stalk her.

• UNO. I have conversations with a miniature me inside my head. But It's not a human version of me. It's me in Dr. Seuss form.
• ZWEI. I have been using the same retainer since I got my braces out in 8th grade. It's super gross.
• TROIS. Three nights ago I dreamt I was a baby mama for a girl in my math class. She told me today she might be pregnant.  
• FOUR. I like to pretend I live in a world in the times of Jane Austen. Ideal, my name would be Elizabeth Bennet, and my lover would be Mr. Darcy. It'd be a great story.
• VIJF. My preferred exercise playlist (because obviously I exercise a lot. Pfft) consists of soundtrack music from the following major motion pictures: Gladiator, Avatar, Braveheart, Harry Potter, & Tangled.
• SECHS. The BEST place for me to think is outside. In some scenic picture. Equipped with a sunset, some beautiful mountains, some Mindy Gledhill sounds and my scriptures.
• 7. I have 7 best friends. And I love them all.

Oh. I'm tagging Kate, Kenna, Brooke, Ash, Lyss, Cailey, & Wyatt

My weekends are cooler than your weekends.

Definitely more epic than last saturday night (go here to see),
this saturday will obviously go in my scrapbook. "Are you a scrapper??"
We shopped.
We baked.
We pranked.

We taped Cailey to a poll.

We laughed.

We wet our pants.

We chatted with molesters. 

Then they called the cops on us. 

You know, for tying Cailey to a poll.

We snapped a few photos.

Oh. And I'm pretty sure Alyssa was stoned during most of this.

Quotes of the night.

"If I was a molester, I would warn kids about molesters.
Sorry, I warned you."

"Someone fart. Let's categorize it."

"Categorize this!"