But here I am! I'm helping my Mom make treats for the family Christmas day tomorrow, recording a sweet little Christmas ditty, and seeing It's a Wonderful Life with my sweet ladies. It's so great to be here. It's a busy weekend, but in the best way possible.
And I also decided to pack light, because I need to help Nancy bring things to Provo. So I'm making this trip on:
Whenever I have an event, be it the first day of school, or a wedding reception, I imagine exactly what I'll be wearing for that occasion. And generally, these ideas are almost impossible to explain to other people. Although with Nancy, I can almost always describe it perfectly.
But, the majority of the population does not speak my confusing language. So I draw pictures of what I imagine myself wearing. Granted, the women wearing the clothes are willowy and skinny, nothing at all like my actual true-to-life body. But it's what I see in my mind's eye.
This particular picture is what I envision myself wearing on New Years Eve when I have a small, classy party with Nancy and various other friends. I want to find a black vintage dress to wear with my sparkly silver tights, black bow-toed shoes, and a glittery pink party hat that I'll be making shortly.
I convinced them to do awkward family Christmas pictures with Diana and I, and it was delightful. As you can see from the above photos, we are a goofy bunch of friends. Half these pictures are beyond ridiculous, and half of them are probably not very flattering. But, all of them are so completely our relationship. The guys invited Diana and I over for breakfast one morning when we had all just moved in, at the beginning of the semester. And ever since them, we've just gotten closer and closer. I have no problem just walking in at any given time, and I've been dubbed "the seventh roommate". Unfortunately, Matt, the actual sixth roommate, wasn't here today. He's in Texas reuniting with someone special
But anyway.
I'm sad that Diana is moving out (she's going to serve a mission for our church!), but luckily Nancy will be moving in this next semester. So I'll get to live with my best friend, and the boys will still be here until they graduate. Oh gosh. Now that's a depressing thought...
I'll be updating this post as soon as all the boys send me their Christmas Newsletter Contributions.
And on that note, Merry Christmas! Take pictures with someone you love :)
This weekend I'm going to the Oregon Coast. Some people don't understand the greatness of the beach in Oregon or Washington, but I never can seem to get enough of it. And going there in the winter? Are you crazy? Well, it's pretty much the same year round. Rain. Rain. Rain.
There's a special sweetness there, though. The wind, the rain, the sandy shoes, the soaked jackets, the roaring waves. It does something for the soul. Don't give me those California beaches. I need me some Pacific Northwest goodness.
Christmas! I'm loving this season. The holiday is almost here, and I still haven't picked out most of the presents I need to buy for people! But I'm surprisingly unstressed. Maybe it's because so many wonderful and delightful things have been happening lately to me. I feel this intense gratitude for the people that I know right now. I have the most loving and wonderful parents who constantly and willingly always come to my rescue. And I have a best friend who is planning on moving in with me pretty soon (yay for Nancy finally coming to Utah!), and I have a roommate who looks out for me every step of the way. It's awe-inspiring, is what it is.
Isn't that sort of the meaning of this season though? Despite the fact that I'm poor, and tired all the time, and busy like no one's business, and struggling in pretty much all aspects of life, I can't even be that upset. Because everyone is just so wonderful, and Christmas is almost here. To think, we're about to celebrate the birth of our savior, and nothing could make me happier. I'm extra grateful because in two weeks I'm going home! It's only for a week, so that's kinda sad. But at least it's happening at all, right? I can't wait to see my family, and sleep in a real house, and not have to cook for myself. Lately, I've been eating milk and cookies every step of the way. Mostly because I haven't gone grocery shopping, but also because I just don't feel like cooking. It's a wonderful life here in Provo ;)
OH! I recently asked a boy on a date. We're friends, so that's scary in and of itself. But, as far as I know, the date went well. So here's to being brave!
Folks. I must say, I'm the worst at deciphering signals. Men, men, men confuse me to no end!
I have some limited experience with dating, relationships, love, the whole big dramatic joke. But I still, one hundred percent, suck at reading signals. I can flirt like no one's business, but the perceptions of the opposite gender.. I haven't the foggiest.
But, I would like to say that I love it all. I don't even care that it confuses me. At least I have something to think about.
Also, I love that above picture. I have a certain experience where I loathed someone with a small but still fiery passion, and as soon as I got over myself, I realized that he is an incredible person. Truly, a delight. Although he's a confusing delight...
