Vivian and Trixie

My best friend Libby and I decided to dress up like our current style infatuation, the 1940s and the movie "The Edge of Love" (despite our passionate dislike of Keira Knightley) and do a little baby photo shoot.

Above is some of the inspiration for our "shoot"

Below are some of my favorite pictures of us.

random and pointless thoughts on a rainy/snowy/sleety day

Today is a really gross day.  My boots were wet through and my feet, beneath two pairs of socks were soaked and freezing all through church.  I think that my own personal hell would be one filled with muddy, freezing slush, rather than fire and brimstone.  (is that sacreligious?) Church was so wonderful though.  I really think that church meetings are getting better and better every week.  There always seems to be a theme for every meeting, and that theme always seems to correspond with exactly how I am feeling that week.  I really love inspiration like that.  It just really reinforces my feelings about my Heavenly Father, and how His hand is so clearly in my life at all times.

Here are some things that I like:

-The beginnings of seasons

I just really love the first days of seasons.  The first days are always the most exciting and the most beautiful.  The first days of summer, before it gets too hot.  The first days of winter, before the slush and grime takes over, and the cold just becomes annoying.  I guess I'm just way too  impatient (definitive) because a whole season just is too long for me.  Except for Fall, I could live in Fall all year round.  

-Being barefoot

I always have loved it and always will.  Since I was really little, I have always preferred bare feet to shoes, and definitely to socks.  Wearing just socks is really annoying and gross to me.  

-Popcorn

My family has always had popcorn every sunday night since as long as I can remember.  It's a tradition.  We had this old yellow airpopper (RIP), which has since been replaced with a fancy new old fashioned "Whirlypop".  I will never say no to popcorn, but my heart really belongs to homemade, white, airpopped, buttered and salted popcorn.  This is a tradition that wi

ll definitely be passed on to my children.

-Playing pretend and dress-up

I played dress up until I was way too old.  In fact, I played dress up the other day!  I think this is a large part of why I want to become an actress.  Getting to dress up and pretend to be someone other than myself has always held a huge appeal for me.  I also play still play elaborate games of let's pretend in my head almost every day.  (don't tell anyone)

I had a cool memory and thought today during Sacrament meeting.   Something someone said in a talk triggered this memory of when I was 12 years old and watching The Fellowship of the Ring in the movie theatre with my family.  I tend to get very emoti

onally involved in movies, and was currently biting my thumbnail, completely stressed out about the plight of the fellowship.  My dad leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, "It's okay, the good guys win in the end."

I think this totally applies to the knowledge that the Gospel has given us in our lives.  We know who's going to win in the end.  Good will eventually triumph over evil, even if it seems unlikely right now.  I just really like this though, and I feel like it's really comforting to understand.  Also it just seems like a no-brainer to be on the right side when that time comes.

I am the luckiest girl (even when I am the unluckiest)

I don't really know how to use Blogspot. Let's just talk about that for a minute.  All right, that's enough.

When I look at my life, it is ridiculous how blessed I am.  I have had a life that has been incredibly easy, with very very few challenges and trials.  When I think about it, the number of trials that I have had (I use the world "trials" very loosely here) can be counted easily on one hand...not even using most of the fingers.  I am a lucky lucky girl.  This has become even more apparent to me how lucky I am, and how Heavenly Father's hand is in my life and always helping me.  I feel like a spoiled child.  This past week has been a challenge for me.  Things haven't been happening with the ease that I am accustomed to, and it's been hard for me to deal with.  However, the reason that I am the luckiest girl is that the people around me have most definitely been put there on purpose.  The help and comfort that I have received this week has been exponential.  The mix of the goods and bads and the highs and lows this week have resulted in a hurricane of emotions and feelings, leaving me feeling drained, and still emotionally conflicted.  However, at a time when I could be feeling alone and down I feel more loved than I ever have in my life.  A good friend of mine, after giving me several hugs said "The best thing is, is that we have a Heavenly Father who knows exactly what you're going through and cares about it.  If that isn't a comforting thought, I don't know what is."  He preceded to point out several people on campus walking by saying, "He doesn't know" and "she doesn't know" but always coming back to the fact that Heavenly Father knows.  For that, and for the love that I have received from Him through others this week, I am eternally grateful.  I have amazing friends and an amazing family and an amazing life.  I hope that I will remember this time and remember to feel this lucky and this grateful always.

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I will live my life as a lobsterman's wife...

On an island in the blue bay...

He will take care of me, he will smell like the sea

And close to my heart he'll always stay

I will bear three girls all with strawberry curls

Little Ella and Nellie and Fay

 As I'm combing their hair, I will catch his warm stare on our island in the blue bay...

Maybe

This is a poem I wrote for my English final, we read each poem aloud and then had to guess who's poem belonged to who.  Does this one sound like me?

Maybe

Maybe I could have been a southern belle

All curls and parasols

Scarlett and hoopskirts

Flirtations at barbecues

Suffering bravely and romantically through the civil war

But my hair doesn't hold a curl, I don't know how to flirt, and hoopskirts make it hard to balance

Maybe I could have been a medieval princess

All trains and veils

Braided hair and arranged marriages

Jousts and tournaments

But I would trip over my skirts, I like my toothbrush, and knights never fawn at my feet

Maybe I could have been a Shakespearean heroine

All mistaken identities, dressing like a boy

Falling in love with the wrong person

Sharp wits and a sharper tongue

But I can never think of what to say, I stumble over my words, and I am awkward

Maybe I could have been one 's Jane's girls

All empire waists and spencer jackets

Bonnets and bows

Walking in the rain

Exchanging meaningful glances with the man in tight trousers across the room

Figure dancing my way into someone's heart

But I cannot dance, my looks are usually misconstrued, and walking in the rain makes my mascara run

Maybe I could have been Jo, or Elizabeth, Wendy or Anne

I could have written a book, almost married the wrong man, fallen in one-sided love

Maybe my life could have been tragical heroic romantical

Maybe, just maybe

But maybe, I am just me

Stumbling, tripping, hesitating 

Pausing, frightened, wavering, uncertain

Sitting on fences

Chewing on my finges

But maybe I can be me

Maybe that can be enough

Maybe

People That I love.

So I went to stay with some relatives for three days for Thanksgiving this year, which was fantastic, and I loved it.  However, even as I was driving away, I realized that I had become attached to my friends to such a degree that the thought of driving away for three days was really  crappy, and I missed them already...

Look at those people!  I couldn't bear three days away from them? Ricankulous.