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Day 290.

Confession.

Once upon a time the night before I graduated from high school I was sure that the world was going to end…..
That was 2 years ago and it still hasn’t.
Fortunately.
This year has been quite the year to say the least…
Exactly 1 year ago I decided to start this blog just for fun…
Just to keep track of my many adventures and to help me to count my many blessings.
At the beginning of this past year I would say I was something like this…..
[aka a small child]

But this past year I’ve learned so many things and grown in so many ways.
In the past year I can say I’ve:
Completed 2 [more] semesters at college.
Survived working at Nuskin [twice].
Eaten at Big Judd’s.
Hiked ‘R’ mountain.
Been bridge jumping.
Survived the ‘End of the World.’
Learned how to drive a 4-wheeler.
Let my YouTube taught roomie cut my hair in the bathtub.
Went to the doughnut shop on college avenue.
Ate one to many jalapenos.
Got questioned by the police due to a coin machine robbery.
Sang [way too] many songs into my webcam with Emma.
Become an employee in the Housing and Student Living Office.
Had a brother come home from a mission and sent another one off.
Watched my best friend get married.
Became a fish mom [again].
Created new friendships.
Became a master of freeway driving [thanks to Idaho].
Went tanning for the first time.
Had my first college birthday.
Ate a cactus.
Learned how to get peanut butter off the top of my mouth.
Shot a gun for the first time.
Fell in love.
Had my heart broken.
Purchased make-up.
Chopped off my hair.
Had hard times with roomies.
Won the wiki check prize.
Passed math.
Considered changing my major.
Been the bride of 2 toilet paper wedding dresses.
Partied in the Kimball building basement.
Participated in black Friday shopping for the first time.
Became addicted to scrabble.
Became part of the ‘breakfast club.’
Fell in love with Josh Groban during his concert.
Became the proud owner of a Wolverine bobble head.
Called Idaho home.
Was a bridesmaid…. Twice.
Rode the elevator in the Hinckley building.
Did the 50 chicken mcnugget challenge with Trisha and Ryan.
Re-found my love for reading….
And DI piles.
And let’s not forget [my bff] Travis.

Don’t fret.
I’ve aged quite nicely…
And me and Trav are ready for the new year.
I’m packing everything up and heading home to Rexie tomorrow.
This past year was nothing that I thought it would be.
I would’ve never imagined everything that happened.
Some things were great…
Some things were not so great…
But what doesn’t kills you makes you stronger…
Right?
What adventures will this year bring?
I’m ready for a fresh start.
I’m ready for new adventures.
I’m ready for a new year.

Day 289.

Problem.

Many may or may not have noticed this….
But me and my mother are addicted to Café Rio.
Addicted doesn’t exactly encompass the problem.
Café Rio anonymous?
We figured today was probably our last opportunity to go to lunch so we needed to take the opportunity.
Win.

Fact.
I bleached my gums today.
Once upon a time I have a desire for white teeth.
As a small child I hit my front tooth on the counter top and from that moment until I lost it….
It was brown and chipped.
Lose.
Fortunately when it grew back in it was not brown.
Anyways…
Today as I put bleach in my retainers…
I didn’t put it all the way in…
Therefore [partially] ending up on my gums.
Punch.
I pulled my retainers out after 2 minutes and suddenly 2 sections of my gums were Crayola crayon white.
Problem?
Generally.
I called the dentist and informed them of my problem….
Yes.
It was obvious that she had an extremely large smile on her face while she was talking to me…
She did quite well with hiding her laughter.
She informed me that within a few days the pinkish color would return…
Thankfully it returned within minutes.
As much as I like white gums….
I don’t.
The adventures continued tonight as I went on a date slash babysitting moment with a 2 year old.
Dinner was Sonic.
The movie was a Pixar classic.
When I asked him if I could take a picture and if he would smile big for me….
He stuck his head up high and puffed out his chest.

The rest of the night consisted of building forts out of laundry baskets and blankets…
Playing in the cardboard house…
and making car sounds.
You know…
Usual boy things.
Great news.
I got him to go to bed even though I’m probably not his favorite person for making him go to bed before Toy Story was over….
Oops.
Don’t fret.
My printer still works….
Now that I checked that….
I’ve gotta pack.

Day 288.

Thought.

Almost 2 years later me and Maggie [and Mark] went to breakfast.
We decided to have breakfast at a real life breakfast time….
8:30 am.
Wanna know the last time I got up that early?
Well.
Last week…
But that’s besides the point.
I picked them up and we headed to our neighborhood Gandi’s. …
But not before we made a quick stop at McDonalds’.
Fun fact.
Maggie doesn’t like McDonalds’…
Isn’t that a little ironic seeing that it may or may not be her last name?
She ordered 2 hash browns and a smoothie.
Win.
I purchased an Upstate.
Super win.
Oddly enough it wasn’t very crowded that early in the morning.
Oh the joys of breakfast dates with Mark and Mags.

This afternoon after a small Dr. Quinn marathon me and Jace ran some errands…

New fish bowl for flam.
Teeth bleach.
Ross.
TJ Maxx.
Burlington Coat Factory.
Do not even fret.
I purchased a mustard turtle neck for $5.99.
Super win of the day.
Oh.
Did I mention going and attempting to pick up Jace’s check in Provo.
Thought.
His bookstore is right next to the Thai Ruby.
Oh the memories there…..
Day 192?
No comment.
Fact.
Me, my mother, my father, and my 9 year old brother decided to start DQ back at season 1.
Win.

Fact.
I’m going to go back up to Rexie and find mountain man.
I may or may not have a slight crush on Sully.
Slight.
Real men pick berries, grow a full beard between episodes, make pine needle beds, fight the indians, save baby oaks….
And have pet wolves.
Me and this mountain man are going to live in the mountains away from any sort of civilization in a log cabin and ride horses everywhere.
Possibly.
I’m not actually sure the whole horse idea is going to work out due to my previous encounters with them…..
BUT….
I still want a washer and a dryer.

Day 287.

The best part about being home is being able to do…

Everything.
I woke up just in time to play scrabble.
Me and my mom played all day long.
I had spaghetti for breakfast…..
At 2:30.
I wasn’t planning on getting into the shower until Jace informed us that a family from his mission was coming to visit.
Showering is for squares.
When they left I felt that I wanted to do something great…..
Something artistic.
Watercolors.
Fact.
When I asked Mason [9 years old] if he wanted to watercolor with me he looked at me with the ‘how old do you think I am’ face.
Let’s be completely honest.
I have the art skills of a first grader.
But I think Travis appreciated the effort…..
Right?

After a Dr. Quinn marathon my mother decided that she wanted to get out…

Orange leaf was calling her name.
Wanna know the last time I went to Orange leaf?
No comment.
We served.
We topped.
We ate.
We watched.
Mason crawled through the chairs.
Nothing too out of the ordinary.

No worries.
I am so pleased to let the world know that Elder Cody Elaine wrote me back.
Finally.
2 months later.
Yes.
His handwriting has improved since he left.
Impressive.

Don’t mind me…
I’m just gonna get back to watching Dr. Quinn.

Day 286.

Problem.
Occasionally me and my mother like to stay up until 3 am.
Occasionally meaning basically every night since I moved home.
Sleep is over rated anyways….
Right?
Generally we solve lives problems, talk about when I was a small child, attempt to figure out what actually occurred in my most recent relationship, and try to figure out what

the coming semester’s adventures will be….
You know…
All the good stuff.
It’s fantastic.
[Except for the part when we can’t wake up the next morning…]
No worries.
We only get to party like this for the next couple of days…
So we might as well.
I can’t wait to get back up to Rexie.
I’m ready for a fresh start.
I’m ready to do something productive with my life….
Something more productive than eating free food, sleeping, and watching Dr. Quinn.
Adventure for the day?
American Fork Marching Band send off moment.
Yes.
Trisha and the American Fork Marching Band are heading to California tomorrow to play in the Rose Parade on Monday.
…Big gulps, huh?
Listening to the AFMB gives me the chills.
Really.
Thought.
It may or may not have had to do with the fact that I was sitting the high school auditorium with 233 band kids in addition to every band family in American Fork
High School boundaries.
……Claustrophobiais a powerful thing.
Good Luck AF Marching Band.

Thankfully made it home safely with a 15 year old behind the wheel….
There was no way that I was that young and driving.
The night was filled with qwirkle, basketball games, scrabble and late night naps.
Oh.
Trisha loves to build things…
Desks…
Duck houses…
Frozen hot chocolate…
He delighted me to some although somehow I think he was making fun of my blogger face when I asked him to pose for a picture.
Punch.

Fact.
Mason is still a small child at heart.
He loves his ‘diapies’ and pulled them back out today.
Love the frozen hot chocolate mustache?
……that may be his only chance at facial hair.

Fact.
I may or may not be moving back to Rexie in 5 days.
Super Win.

Day 285.

They say pictures are worth 1000 words…

Well.
This shirt only has 4….
But they say it all.

Have I mentioned that my mother humors me?
Today as the ‘Future Mrs. Josh Groban’……
I woke up at noon…
Washed and folded laundry...
Ate Christmas leftovers…
And am currently watching Dr. Quinn season 6.
What more do I need in my life?