Happy Birthday Patrick!

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mix 103 for your work day

My life is not complete until I hear John Mayer on the radio.

"Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, 'Hey girl, magenta!' and she's like, 'Oh, you mean purple!' and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, 'No- I want magenta!'"

- John Mayer

So I work for an appraisal business and we listen to the same station everyday. No doubt there will always be a little "why georgia why" "waiting on the world to change" for us. But I'm afraid that I'm becoming too green and not glowing lime. I need some variety!

It's a good thing that I get to do all sorts of actual work. I get to go take pictures of houses, check utilities, answer phones, make appointments, type up appraisal reports (all in very nice cars) and on the other side mow the lawn, take the kids to soccer practice, feed the baby, etc. It's all very entertaining and I am excited to go to work everyday and see what it is that I get hooked up with (my bosses favorite phrase I am catching on to). I'm also glad that I am finally learning all the lingo and actually know what is going on now. Sometimes the work is tiring but I need the moolah. And what's really cool is that I should be getting hooked up with a Kings Dominion Summer Pass to take the kids to once school gets out. How cool would that be to get paid to go to an amusement park?!

big ball of sweat

Today I went running for an hour in the great humid state of Maryland. Once you're done doing that, this is what happens......

You leave an outline on the sidewalk when you collapse afterwards.
Your shirt is soaking wet and it feels like you wet your pants.
Your not allowed to sit on the couches or your mom will yell at you.
You can't cross your legs, they just slide off each other.
You feel like its a hundred degrees in your house when you walk in.
You take a shower but no amount of towels can dry you off.
You straighten your hair and it is curly in the next 10 minutes.
You play DDR and you slip on the mat because your feet are sweaty!

Nonetheless I felt so good today after finally running like I said I would every day this summer even though I've almost been home a month. It's finally starting to be humid though, while before it was bearable. It finally feels like home. And it's so good to be back. =D

Zach and Cody

Yes, I finally made it back to Maryland and am now living the suite life at home for the rest of the summer. I can take joy in the fact that while my sisters agonize over AP tests, I am over that, and I have already finished 4 years of seminary. Today, I went to a YSA devotional. mistake.

I can't munch and mingle without my mom!

My sister gave up her extra bed for me, my Dad pays for my gas, my Mom will make my lunch, and best of all, I didn't have to search around for a job and go to all those interviews.

This is the suite life...

Please don't tell me the odds

I am really not looking forward to my OChem final, especially since I am barely riding on a B in the class. I have not been able to focus like I thought I would be able to yesterday and today.
No thanks to warm weather, j-dogs, applebeer bees, storage units, blogging, marley and me, and the Biggest Loser, roommates packing, shorts and flip flops, etc.
Dang it, Provo has failed me! Why couldn't it snow just one more time this april so I could stay inside and be focused and study.
So I guess tonight will be an all-nighter with my textbook. -- the one that I bought new for $186 and they're switching for a newer edition next year, so I can't sell it back. It's been a long year and we've really bonded, all 1175 pages of it that I have dutifully read and been enlightened by.
Please help me make it through Smith!

When I grow up, I want to be a rock star.

This weekend after finals me and my roommate wanted to play, but what to play? We didn't know, so we made a whole list of stuff to do:
- listen to Keith Urban (since I'm going to a Keith Urban concert in September!)
- have an eating contest outside
- hike the Y at midnight
- go swimming at our old house
- ice blocking
- Dollar Theater
- go to Utah Lake and have a mud fight
- rent a tandem bike
- spy on Kristen
- pack our Christmas tree...finally
- put couch on balcony and watch a movie
- bring laptop to Provo canyon and watch a movie
- play hide and go seek in Walmart
- play frisbee
- prank Diane
- go running to temple
- make a smoothie
- get ice cream
- die hair
Great list, huh? Well it was kind of late and we were on a budget. We decided to dress up like rock stars and play rock band and take pictures. Then afterwards, we grated up some leftover chalk and had our own Holi Festival of Colors, since none of us could go this year. It was a good last Saturday night in Provo. Is it so vain of us that the way we decided to have fun was to take pictures of ourselves?
Unfortunately, I think I have disowned my hope to be a famous rock star. Too much hairspray. Seriously, it took me 3 shampoos to get it all out.

Finals!

I got to go to the testing center for the last time this semester and actually come out happy. I actually jumped with joy after seeing my grade on the TV! A Congratulations from that screen means so much to me!
I'm so happy that I already have four done with on the first two days of finals and I didn't procrastinate, so now I only have one more final to master on Wednesday. That would be my hardest one...OChem. :S But I know I can do it!
And now I'm off to play....will post pictures later.