Yep, you got it!!

The previous quote is from "Joe versus the Volcano," and it's one of my most favorite movies of ALL TIME!!! Rhonda, you should have just said it! I was hoping you would comment first, and you did!

Rhonda and I were roommates our freshman year at USU and we quoted that movie literally 100,000 times! Everyday we'd find a way to use some quote from that movie. A few listed here...

"I'm sorry I was so grotesque last night"

"Daddy told me not to ask where you're going or what you're doing, and not to tell me. I'm a flibberty jibbit."

"I'm not arguing that with you. No, I'm not ARGUING that with you!!"

... and many more! Can you think of others? I watched the movie a few nights ago and it brought back so many memories! It's a good one! For those who haven't seen it, go watch it, it's hilarious!

movie quote

"Would you like to hear one of my poems? 'Long ago... the delicate tangles of his hair covered the emptiness of my hands.' "

You get major points if you guess this movie correct! NO CHEATING!! I don't want you plugging this into google and finding the movie. Let's go by the honor system, okay? (That's for you, mom! No stalking!) Either you know it or you don't.

Like I said... MAJOR points if you get it right. :)

Dear Scoops,

Little do you know that I have been very disappointed with your current candy selections. I have entered your premise several times last week and not found what I was looking for. I only get one break a day, and I look forward to that time in which I can peruse the shop. For the past 2 weeks, I have wanted to grab myself a baggie and fill it with an endless supply of runts. Every single time I have been there, you have left me empty and runtless. I find it hard to believe that it gets emptied within a matter of hours. Is it that so many people on campus love runts as much as I do, or do you see a lack of runt-eaters and decide NOT to replenish the bowl?

Either way, it's not right, and I won't have it any more. Today at 3:00pm, I have a break from work. I expect to see a huge pile of runts in that bowl. You've had 2 weeks to fill it up, and even 2 full weekends to do the job. Please don't tease my tastebuds this way. I go in there and I see 3 lonely runts. A banana, an orange, and half a heart; MY HEART. My heart that I should be devouring in between classes. Instead it is torn in two, while someone else enjoyed it for a fleeting moment.

Wasted.

Unfortunately your plethora of other candy items do not tickle my fancy. Please don't let me down today.

Sincerely,
Kat

we all have to try new things

Okay, this may sound really weird, but I actually remember the day I graduated from taking a bath, and moved on to taking an actual shower. I remember thinking how odd it was to stand up while bathing myself, and not lay down to dunk and wash my hair. No more water filling my ears and getting wrinkly from sitting in the water too long. I think I was about 6 years old, right around the same time I got my ears pierced, and I remember thinking that I was such a grown up, because I could take a shower standing up. Then it became second nature and it wasn't as exciting anymore, and I wished I could go back to taking a bath. Now-a-days, adults usually take baths for the relaxing factor, or for romantic purposes, not to actually to bathe themselves. Showers are faster and therefore, more efficient. (Although I think they waste more water that way?)

Side note: We have a garden tub in our new house with jets, and after a really hard day, I love to take a bath, listen to some soothing music, and relax.

Well, for as long as I can remember, I have ONLY showered in the mornings. I feel it wakes me up, and I like feeling super clean first thing in the morning, to start my day off right. I used to think people who showered at night were totally weird! Baths are a night time thing, and showers are a morning thing!

For the longest time, I had several good reasons for not showering at night. Among them was the "weird" factor. Here are the rest:
-When I'm tired, I become incapacitated. I move like a snail, I'm incoherent and all I want to do is sleep. Once after playing in the snow, I walked into the house and fell asleep with ALL my clothes on, including my jacket, snow pants and boots! I was that tired. So, night time is sleep time.
-Sometimes if it gets really hot in the night, my body will sweat, and then I feel dirty. So taking a shower at night is a moot point.
-My hair. If I shower at night, and don't blow dry my hair, it'll dry all crazy and then go off in 11 different directions when I wake up, making it impossible to tame.
-I'm not going to blow dry my hair, just to go to sleep.
-yada yada yada, you get the picture.

Well, on Tuesday night, I did it. I had a hard day, I wanted to take a bath but I didn't want the hassle. I was grumpy and needed to relax. We had been working around the house, and I was so dirty that I didn't want to even lay on my bed in that condition. So, I took a shower that night. I decided to let my hair dry while I slept (killing two birds with one stone! Yes, I can multi-task in my sleep)... hoping that my hair would be somewhat manageable when I awoke.

I slept an extra 30 minutes the next morning, since I didn't have to shower. I woke up, and after straightening a few sections of my hair, I was done getting ready for the day! (after a 5-min make-up application).

I've never gotten so many compliments on how I looked! That day alone people commented on my hair, how I looked and my entire persona than I get in like 3 weeks! Gee whiz!

Last night was round two, and so far, so good! I love this shower-at-night thing now! I'm a total convert, and my hair loves it too. It feels healthier now that I don't blow-dry it!

This is definitely journal worthy. I remember the day I took my first shower, and now I'll always remember the day I showered at night. I'm a changed person! :)

bad and good feelings

It's one of the worst feelings in the world knowing that you have 16 articles and chapters to read IN ONE WEEK, and have to write a 2-3 page summary for EACH ONE. (These articles and chapters aren't short, either.) I think my professors are really trying to emphasize the 1:2 rule. (For each hour of class you are supposed to spend 2 hours outside of class, doing homework and studying.) I guarantee I'm spending more time than that!

I'll do the math for you.
16 X 2.5 = 40

40 pages. YES, 40 pages of summaries. This is what my week looks like, and what my weeks will look like for the rest of the semester.

When am I supposed to do what I want to do, and not what I HAVE to do?!

That all being said, it's one of the best feelings turning in all those pages and getting it over with.

I will graduate, and I'll get a 4.0 while I'm at it.

P.S. I hiked Mt. Timp on Saturday from 1am til 10am. It was a great experience! I could have been doing homework at that time, but really??!... on a Saturday? I probably wouldn't have done it anyway, even if I was home.

who should you be calling upon?

*Warning, warning, this is really church-y**

Several days ago, I was dealing with an issue in which I needed some advice. I was perplexed by the dilemma at hand, and I really needed to talk it out with someone. Most often I can figure things out on my own, but sometimes it helps to just literally talk with someone, so I can put my thoughts together in some sort of order. I've done this several times with Travis. If I'm writing a paper and I need a specific word, I'll read it out loud to Travis, explain what I want and then *bam*, it comes into my head. Sometimes Travis doesn't even say anything; he just listens, and I can figure it out.

Well, this particular day, I was home alone. I tried calling Travis, but he was at work and couldn't answer. I tried calling my mom, and she didn't answer either. (They are my two lifelines). I don't know why I felt such a sense of urgency, but I did. My issue wasn't an emergency, I just really wanted to figure it out, and talk to someone. I called Travis repeatedly, thinking "Pick up, pick up, pick up.... please.... pick up." He didn't answer. I called my mom again, "Answer, answer, answer, answer....." nothing. I called the two in alternation and to no avail.

After some silent thinking, a very clear thought came to mind. "Who should you really be calling upon?"

GULP.

I immediately found myself on my knees, praying. I apologized for not turning to Him first, and asked for His help. Minutes later, I received the answer I was looking for. It was nice to get an answer so quickly, when most of the time we are told to wait.

I've always had a strong belief in prayer as communion with God, but it hasn't been until a couple years ago that I began to gain a testimony of it. I do falter, but I know He forgives me of my follies.

Next time I have an issue I need help with, I'll turn to my number one lifeline. I'll be calling upon God first.