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You'd Think I Didn't Have Anything to Blog About...

2010-05-01T20:29:00.010-06:00

So since my last blog I:

Got engaged:

Got Married in the LA Temple:

Went to Jamaica:

We went on a Zip line tour which was awesome because:
1)We got to wear this hard core get up

2) Our tour guides were these guys and they were the funiest people on the planet.
3) And we got to 4 wheel up the mountain in this baby - a couple of times the hill was so steep I was sure the thing would roll over, but not to worry these guys were hanging off the back of it like it was no big deal talking about all the weed that's in this forest and singing "One Love" by Bob Marley.

When w e showed up at our resort they knew we were on our honeymoon so they upgraded our suite to an oceanfront suite. Well, we discovered the downside of this when="" we looked to the horizon from our window and tainting it was a nudy beach. I don't know if you've seen the Seinfeld episode about good naked and bad naked. Jerry was dating a girl who walked around the apartment naked and he thought it was kinda cool until he sees her do some daily activities like straining to open the pickle jar and decides that people need to wear cloths. I think this episode reinforces the grossness of nude beaches. Nude, old, hairy people laying around in the heat conversing with one another as if they had clothes on. This makes no sense to me.

This leads me to another story from the trip. We ate dinner at different restaurants and it always seemed that the same group was there. In this group was a really loud guy. Well one night one o f the ladies leaned over to me and says (for simplification purposes we'll call the loud guy in the group loud guy) "Loud guy invited me to hang out with him and his wife on the nude beach tomorrow. " How do you carry a normal conversation with people who are naked? He said " if I felt uncomfortable he would put on his speedo." It didn't seem to me that that last comment made her feel any better about the siutation. So it turns out that Loud Guy was a nudist by day and a loud talker that wore clothes at night and tried to convert people over to his lifestyle.

The French restaurant at the resort required jackets, which they provided. Well I got really cold in there, which is a normal occurrence for me. Naturally Mark did the gentlemanly thing to do and gave me his jacket. It wasn't 3 minutes later when the manager came out with this Miami Vice Jacket for Mark to wear. I guess I couldn't wear his jacket vicariously for him. But He got to wear this sweet jacket.

...No biggie...

And some other fun stuff:
The first Bee's game of the season:
This picture was taken before "the surgeon" sat behind us, tapped on our shoulder and asked Mark to be sure to catch any foul balls because his hand were his livelihood. Okay well he didn't actually say his hands were his livelihood. But that's what he sounded like. The surgeon definitely wanted us to know his occupation.

The Dinosaur museum at Thanksgiving point is surprisingly cool. These little girls are our neices and they are so adorable!

Mark helped them build a dinosaur habitat.

And I plan on keeping this blog up... I just need serious help with making it look pretty...

Pictures of my little apartment to follow... it's too messy right now to take pictures that I want to publish..

Hot as Hades

2009-08-11T19:52:00.010-06:00

I just got back from the hottest place on the planet. So hot that you had to either stay in the water or the air conditioned room or you would melt away. But it was oh so fun! I got to hang out with Mark and My Fam at the same time. It doesn't get any better than that. We got to ride jet skis (that were pretty ghetto) go parasailing (which made me so sick that I almost hurled)(but we did see a sea turtle which made up for the fact that I almost puked) get on the water taxi and go to lover's beach, play in waves that at one point or another made you feel like you were going to die, snorkel, jump off a really large rock, eat a lot of pineapple and guacamole (but not mixed together), play cards, get a chocolate mani pedi, and chill. It was way fun. Here are some pictures...and some snippets from my journal. (i'm too lazy to rewrite)

My favorite night was when me and Mark took a blanket to the ocean and sat and talked on the beach looking at the ocean and the stars. At one point this guy rode up to us on a horse and tried to get us to buy a ride. He was hysterical. Before I knew it he was standing on one leg and explaining to us that he wasn't drunk because he could still stand on one leg and keep balance. He was highly entertaining. His name was Justin. I'm pretty sure that wasn't his real Mexican name. The best part was when he rode away and yelled "I am a lone ranger".

I love jet skiing in the ocean. The waves are so huge. It was funny because nicole went for a ride with me and we tried to start the sea doo but it wouldn't. So the guy had to swim out to our sea doo that kept stalling. He jumped on and had to push start and majorly milk the throttle. Then he had me hold it on the same place while he jumped off. Me and nicole just busted up laughing and she said "only in Mexico" and really that only would've happened in mexico.

Me and My Mark. That sounds really possessive, but I mean it in the cute way.

Watching How I Met Your Mother

I tried to get Nicole to pay attention to me while she checked her email. That was a lost cause.

The boys went to the sportsbar. 50 bucks and 2 hours later they beat the game.

It was such a riviting game that I fell asleep in between trips to the change machine to get them more pesos.

This is Hades in case you were wondering.

We jumped off a rock somewhere around here. That was my favorite. I loved it so much that I almost forgot how much bird poo I had to crawl through to get to the edge.

What a lovely surprise....

2009-06-28T21:36:00.000-06:00

I know it doesn't seem like it (because my insufficient bloggin of the riveting things that are going on in my life) but I've been really busy lately. The last week has been bad because it's the end of the quarter and my company wants to get as many reports out the door as possible to please Wall Street, and it just so happens that this is the time of year that everyone takes off work for summer vacation. We've been pretty short handed, and that combined with the commute to SLC from Provo was really getting to me. On Thursday when I get home from work I was ready to sleep on the streets of SLC with the other bums so that I'd never have to commute again. I went for a bike ride to cool down and when I got home I had a knock at my door. It was a lady and her husband with this huge poster board that had a message made out of different candies from Mark. It was probably the best surprise ever, and it came when I needed it the most. I'm pretty sure I have the best boyfriend ever...and I'm afraid to eat the candy cuz I don't wanna mess it up. I'm weird like that.

So this is the poster...

...and my surprised face. (please disregard my scantily clad body I was post workout)

And Mark ( who I like to affectionately call Kram...)

And a photograph from the last time I was in Cali. The wind blew at a very inopportune time.

Daddy Bread!

2009-05-17T17:45:00.000-06:00

I have two things to blog about! I thought my life was too boring to blog...but i was WRONG.

Number 1. My dad finally made me some of his glorious daddy bread. I love it. He overnighted it to my work and it was the most pleasant surprise ever.
Number 2. I have new hair! I was in the process of growing out my hair. Until I went to get my hair cut and I decided to cut it off.

BAM. New hair and Daddy Bread pic.

I"M EMPLOYED!!

2009-02-09T20:36:00.001-07:00

I started my job today. It was such a great day. I can't even believe how much I learned. It was very overwhelming, but so much fun.

SO. What's my blog without an embarrassing moment??

Today my boss was taking me around to meet everybody in different departments. We were in this one lady's office who had made peanut butter chocolate chip balls. My boss was raving about them so when they offered them to me I felt like I needed to partake. I didn't want the whole thing because I was meeting people, so the lady(I met about 25 people today so I can't remember her name!) said she would like half of it. So, thinking that it was like a cookie, I tried to break it in half. When I applied the tiniest amount of pressure the cookie crumbled all over the floor. I was mortified. What I love about my company is that everyone's so down to earth and friendly that me crumbling cookie all over the ground was only a big deal to me. I was still embarrassed and hour later.

Here are some pictures of how much fun I'm having!

King Louis had the right idea...

2008-09-27T12:31:00.000-06:00

So I've been doing a lot of thinking...

When I was in Paris this last summer I visited Versaille. I quickly fell in love with the ornate palace and the lush green gardens which seemed endless. I love that place.

But something troubled me. As I toured King Louis bedchamber I was reminded that nobles switched off dressing him in the morning and evenings. That it was this huge ordeal. "A great honor to take part in." I judged Lou for that. How could you let someone else dress you, even if you are king. That's weird. If you can take charge and lead a whole country, wouldn't you want to take charge and dress yourself.

I was very naive back in those days. Now that I've had time to reflect I realize that Lou had the right idea. I've been washing my face, brushing my teeth, dealing with contacts, toning, lotioning, shaving, and shaving, and shampooing sometimes several times a day for 22 years...a couple of those years I had a lot of help.. What I wouldn't give to pay someone to do that for me. People spend 38.5 total days brushing teeth over lifetime. That's just brushing your teeth. Not all the other good stuff. Lou had the right idea. He added days to his life by having other people taking care of the nitty gritty. The time I spend thinking about getting the plaque off is wasting my time to create.

I'm going to post an add on craigslist for a personal assistant.

Car Pix

2008-08-20T23:15:00.001-06:00

I think car pictures are my new favorite. You sit in a car a lot. You might as well document the many hours that your butt is glued to that seat. So that's what I do. The ideal car pic ison the freeway with the windows down and your hair blowing everywhere.

Here are a few favorites.

This is another lil' road trip. My friend Courtney came down with her hubby Josh and we went to Hollywood and Santa Monica. Cecilia came along too.

This is at Canter's. Our favorite Jewish deli in LA. Nostalgic moment. We went here on our 18th bithday after a Romeo and Juliet ballet..little did I know how important that evening was. It was the start of my love of male cabooses. Ballet men have great bums.
So these activities keep me sane, while I try to find my place in the career world...

I knew you missed me...

2008-07-15T13:24:00.000-06:00

I know it's been a while. I've been working feverishly to get my last class over with so I can get my diploma. One more paper, and a fianl exam stood between me and that wonderful slip of paper. It was a daunting task. Now all I have is a revision on that beastly paper and the final. All due by the 25th. I'm going to make it!!!

So here's a little of what I've been doing since I got home from Europe.

1. I miss Europe for about 3/4 of my day

2. I work on homework for 3/5 of my day

3. I got my shoes from my Italian love Antonio. I need to go on a hot date or something so I have a special occasion to wear them for.

4. I was to reunite with my best buds!

5. I left my camera charger in Paris so my camera is officially dead, so I couldn't capture my Loaf day with Cind, Fantastic day of Cind and Michelle, Me and Sara's triumphant hike to the "Y", Forth of July festivities, trip to St. George...and a bunch others, but here's what I've got....

My first Gelato back in the states. It's just not the same. I want mandorla gelato.

One glorious day with Todd and Cind.

A delightful day with Mich. We bought a watermelon at costco and went to the park. On our way we went to the gas station to find a cutting utensil. All we escaped with was a handful of plastic forks, which we used to chisel the watermelon open and partake of its refreshing nectar. That's my leg at the bottom.

I mentioned my Italian love Antonio in an earlier blog... whom I met at the Spanish steps in Rome. Well he sent me the shoes that I loved and couldn't buy because the mean store owners closed the shop early and wouldn't let me buy them. Cute SHOOOOESS!!! I love Italian men.

If you haven't noticed I really really love watermelon....

And floating on Sara's pool flower

Le Jour des Loaves in Paris!

2008-06-25T20:08:00.001-06:00

This post is dedicated to my loaf day home girls Cind and Meg and those of you who love to eat delicious loaves of bread.

For those of you who are wondering what loaf day is, you're in for a real treat. It all started one glorious day when Meg, Cind and I were talking very loudly in the library. I had a pang of hunger and instantly thought of the loaves at "Suger and Spice" in the cougar eat. (which I know has been frequented by none other than Nicole Donnelly in her days at BYU) From that day forward Tuesdays have been dubbed "Loaf Day."

While I was in Europe I was parted from Meg and Cind which was so sad. One day in the midst of my longing to see friends and family, Cind and I collaborated and decided that we would have to do a loaf day apart. Meg in Vienna. Cind in Provo (home of the original loaves). Me in Paris.

Cind gave me strict instructions so go to Lagay Chocolatier. I went to the address and it had been replaced by another chocolatier. So I took a sad picture there and bought my loaf.

Lagay is the one on the right.

Nicole told me about this wonderful park. Victor Hugo lived here. Historical tidbit that I learned from my bike tour man -Hugo wrote wonderful stories such as the Notre Dame and Les Miserable. The Notre Dame story saved the cathedral from destruction. It was beat up and misused really bad during the revolutions and people wanted to demolish it. The book made the building popular again and they fixed it up.

ANYWAYS back to my story. I sat in the park...

I enjoyed my almond and honey loaf... avec une peu de fromage....

And thought about how wonderful life is.

Loaf day was the perfect ending to my stay in Paris.

2008-06-11T08:15:00.001-06:00

grrr there's supposed to be sounds with that video. you'll have to hear it later. it's a letter to my future husband

London Bridges Falling Down?

2008-06-10T12:48:00.001-06:00

In a surge of homesickness i had to buy mcdonalds. even though i never eat it. it was SO good!
madrid temple. my home away from home.
Frolicking in the grass at versaille
I love brains
The bathroom at the top of the eiffel tower

I'm in London now! As much as I love being able to understand the conversations that are going on around me, I kind of miss relying on my high school French classes while eavesdropping in Paris. Last night we went on a bike tour around Paris (thanks Nicole for nudging me in the right direction) it was SO much fun!!We road beach cruisers to Notre Dame, Invalides, the Louvre courtyard and a lot more during sunset. It was so beautiful. Then we went on a boat ride down the Seine and saw all the buildings lit up at night. All the younger crowd hang out right on the edge of the river and you can see crowds gathered dancing in little amphitheaters. Very cool. We got done around 12 and the last train out to our hotel left at 1208 so we pretty much sprinted to the metro station. We got there at 1207. Lucky for us the train didn't come till 1214 so we got to take a breather.

So today I went off on my own again and wandered to Hyde park, which is a british central park, and I went to Buckingham Palace. It's a nice place. I'd still rather live in Versaille though.

Then I went to one of those cute red telephone booths and called Michelle, which made me really happy...until the sun created a lethal hotbox in the booth and the smell of urine started to rise up from somewhere. I don't know.

So I thought I'd post my checklist for europe so you can see my progress:

1. See the sunset on a hill in Florence. CHECK
2. See the city lights on the river in Florence CHECK
3. Buy sandals CHECK
4. Buy High heels...Antonio, my hott italian lover supposedly sent me some from Rome. That counts... CHECK
5. Leather Jacket CHECK
6. Knock off purse CHECK
7. Dress from Paris CHECK
8. People watch on the Champs Elysee...only for a few minutes...but i did at the eiffel tower. that counts...CHECK
9. Loaf Day. CHECK...nothing better than a french loaf
10. Go Clubbing
11. Go to the top of the eiffel tower CHECK. Went to the bathroom and sent some postcards up there too
12. See a broadway
13. Kiss a man -that one's still questionable. My italian love Alex pulled me into a corner and bit my ear before I knew what was going on. That was a lot more than I bargained for.
14. Bike around Paris
15. Stonehenge
16. Buy a good book CHECK - I was walking down the streets of Paris and I glanced over at a book stand and saw the book Fart Proudly by Benjamin Franklin. It was the most spontaneous purchase I ever made. There was no doubt whether or not I wanted to book. It help that it was only 3 euros.
17. Eiffel tower keychain CHECK
18. Gondola ride CHECK
19. Get lost in Venice CHECK...got lost a lot of other places too.

Loaf day blog will follow when I have pictures don't worry loaf girls.

twinkle twinkle little star

2008-06-09T05:57:00.001-06:00

did you know that the eiffel tower twinkled every hour? it's sooo cool looking. we went there last night to hang out. there's a park that I adore at the foot of it where the community all hangs out, men walk around trying to sell you wine and 10 eiffel tower keychains for one euro. who needs 10 keychains??? i was writing in my journal in the park (my favorite thing to do) and i felt something hit me. it just so happened to be a 10 cent piece from the parisian men behind me who thought they were so devenier. i said thanks and kept writing. then i got another 10 cent piece. just what i was hoping for. haha. the things people do to get someone's attention. i could find another man that thinks i'm worth more than 10 cents. I'm off to wander on my own today for the first time in more than a month. i'm excited. i gotta go. not much time. we're leaving this wonderful place in the morning.
ps i got the CUTEST bag today! and i was trying to be all adventurous and try french cheeses so i got a bunch of little ones...bad idea! it smelled like butt. i took a bit and almost threw up.
i hope i can post pictures soon. i have soooo many. probably about 2000. that's just mine. all the other girls have tons of pictures of me too. i hope i've been gone long enough for you to miss me enough to want to see them ALLLL.

J'adore Paris

2008-06-06T11:47:00.000-06:00

Ok, Ok
Now that I know I have an audience and I'm not talking to myself I shall continue my story...

I'm In Paris now and I absolutely love it here. It is a close rival wish Rome for different reasons. Paris Is very green and the city has a certain charm. I just wonder how much more I would love it here if I got to see the sun every once in a while.

I've seen the Louvre, Versaille (my future home), St. Denise, and Chartres thus far. They are all really cool. I love the little city that Chartres is in. Versaille's gardens were so beautiful. I frolicked in them...until some lady told me that I wasn't supposed to be in the grass. I'll have to post pictures when I can upload them.

So I've developed this smoker's hack from the second hand smoke here. My lungs go into a state of convulsion. So the other day I was in awe of the Louvre, soaking in the scenery when my lungs started the rhythmic convulsions. When they are finally over I continue my moment with the Louvre and then something on my jacket caught my eye. Don't even worry it, my coughing was so intense that something came up. Well, I figured since I sneezed in Rome at the Alle Quattre Fontaine church and had to wipe it on the fountain, I had to wipe my cough on the poll at the Louvre. I took a picture. It will be posted soon.

Oh yeah, How could I forget the Eiffel Tower?? I went there the other day and relaxed at the park there. It was so cool. There were the cutest little girls chasing eachother around and yelling at eachother in french to be gentile with the pigeons, there was another girl jumping on her grandpa's belly, a bride and groom, and of course the couples scattered throughout the crowd making out. The sun even made a guest appearance for about 30 minutes. We went up to the top of the tower yesterday. I walked up the stairs while listening to Whitney Houston's "i'm Every Woman." It was very invigorating. I even got to go to the bathroom at the top. I tried to write my name on the wall to leave my mark but my pen didnt write. Well, my little french internet place is closing right now. We're on our way to the Champs Elysee. Ps. the sun doesn't set here till 10 at night. Crazy.

Hairy chests galore!

2008-05-29T15:07:00.000-06:00

I'm in Madrid, Spain now!
It has been a rough couple of days. We had 2 flights in 2 days! Or was it 3? I can't even remember anymore. We're just on the go a lot and it finally caught up with me. It took me a whole month to get america sick, but it's official. I'm America sick. I miss watching movies and eating a salad. I saw a package that looked like poptarts and I'm embarrassed how excited I got. What's more embarrassing is how disappointed I got when I realized it wasn't a poptart.

Beside that whole business I'm not ready to come home. I'm having SO much fun! We went to a modern Museum today and I fell in love with Monet's "Charing Cross Bridge"

I loved Barcelona. We were only there for a day, but we really made that day count. We were out all day looking at Museums, which I loved, and Gaudi architecture (I have mixed feelings about it. You'll see why, it looks like Candyland Architecture). We went to Gaudi park, which served as a runway for the wonderful America's Next Top Model. I find solace in standing in the place where Tyra Banks and the gorgeous Nigel Barker have stood. The park had a beautiful view of the city. I even got to play a rock game with a little Italian boy. It was fun and he was so excited when he saw that I was playing his game with him. After that we went on a stroll off of the Liceu metro stop and walked to the pier (gay men galore at the pier) where Ricky got stuck hanging on a pole under the pier (over the water). She realized too late that she would have to do a pull up to get back onto the pier without falling in the water. We all had to grab a limb and pull her up. It was highly entertaining. Ricky's histerical.

Oh yeah. How could I forget to write about my Ipod incident. So I went running and I was stretching on my balcony 8 stories up when my Ipod toppled to the ground. I think it bounced off the building a couple times on its descent. I stood there in awe for a second not knowing if i should stand their and wait or run down and get it. Before I oculd make that decision some old lady had picked it up. I yelled "hey!!!" She kept walking. I yelled again and she looked around. I yelled again and she looked up. I motioned for her to go into the hotel and she kept walking. grrrrr. I was getting so annoyed. Finally it looking like she was going into the hotel but then she came out from under the ledge in too short of a time to have given it to the receptionist. I ran to the elevator and asked the recetionist for my ipod. No dice. I ran out of the hotel looking for someone with grey hair. A lot of people had grey hair though. I found myself giving the stink eye to every old lady! I gave up and headed for the hotel. All the sudden a waitor was waiving at me and there I saw it. My Ipod. On the tray. It turns out that the waitor saw me waiving from above and took my ipod for me. The lady was going to steal it. I turned it on and it was broken. I walked into the hotel defeated and just as I was telling the receptionest that I would rather have had my ipod stolen then it be broken, it turned on!

Well this is a really long post so I'll leave it at that.

ps. Spaniards are the most beautiful men.

Psst..If anyone's reading this say something because I don't want to keep posting if noone's reading.

Picture gallery

2008-05-22T09:24:00.001-06:00

This is a fountain at San Carlo Alle Quattro Fontaine in Rome. I took a picture because part of me is left behind here. This is really gross but lets just say that I sneezed and got an unexpected surprise and the group was leaving me and I didn't know where to put the "surprise" so I had to wipe it on one of those columns as I went to catch up..
These are the Italian men we met when we were hanging out on the Spanish steps in Rome. They bought us roses. Franchesco bought me a bracelet. So romantic.
Waiting to get to the top of St. Peter's Dome.
Our last night with Giolitti's. YUM! I miss it.
Me pointing at Vatican City.

Venice at night.
A dead bird we found in S. Marcos Piazza. Just in case you weren't paying attention. It still boggles my mind how it died.
I'm touching the Duomo in Florence
The view from the most romantic spot in Florence.

Florence.

Hehehe...it says commando point

But I wasn't commando at that point. What a shame.

This is Capri! It's an Island off the coast of Sorrento, Italy. We took this picture on our hike to the top. It was a LONG hike, but totally worth the view.

I took this picture in the Museum elevator in Florence. I think it was the nicest elevator in Europe. I love this picture. It's trippy.
Getting some Italian action on a bridge in Florence.
This is us in Venice

I've been having so much fun that I haven't really missed anything American until the other day. Me and Natalie were sick of our hair being curly, so we finally straightened it. I feel like me again. I'm still a little sick of the same 10 shirts but at least I can run my fingers through my hair.

So I was doing a little thinking and I realized that I haven't really talked about the art that I love here. Here is my list of favorites:

*Anything by Bernini (especially at the Borghese museum)

*Michelangelo's Pieta

*The Pantheon

*Zeus's Temple

*Saint Costanza church (mostly because it named after George from seinfeld)

*Vatican City

*Colluseum

*Sistine Chapel

*Saint Marcos

*Michelangelo's David

...I'll add to the list when I think of more.

We're in Venice now! I love it here. It competes with Rome as being my favorite. It is so strange to think that I'm walking around on little islands connected by bridges and that the foundation of the city is on mud. It is beautiful.

The last night of Florence we hiked to the top of a hill across the river at night. It was SOO beautiful, as you can see by the pictures. I loved it. I'm coming here with my husband one day.

Rain Rain...GO AWAY!

2008-05-20T04:46:00.000-06:00

Florence is beautiful! But it wont stop raining. It is making me so sad. My shoes and socks are soaked and they are squeaking like a ruber duck. They are ruining my game. What Italian man is going to talk to the girl whose shoes make noises? I even got made fun of by 2 guys. They mimicked my squeak. haha.
I bought a leather jacket at the leather market today..it is hotttt. Good purchase.
Random though..People here smoke WAYYYY tooo much. I wonder how their lung cancer rates compare to the US.
The river is gorgous at night with all the buildings surrounding it!
ahh i am running out of time.

Just in case you were wondering if I was still alive...

2008-05-18T13:40:00.000-06:00

I have been a little distracted lately. Plus you have to pay for internet her. lamo. I am in Florence now! Before we went to Sorrento. It was a cute little seaside town. Since I am boy crazy I must give an update on the men in sorrento. They are sleezy. Torrie can attest...they stroke her hair like...um...she was their pet or something. The island Capri is off the coast..it was a fun island. I got an Italian Stallion tshirt there.
So...florence...The architecture is really cool. The weather is CRAZY! Today we got mist, rain, pouring rain and sunshine all in a 15 minute period. Ok..well, i am not talking about the weather cuz i am boring. i am talking about it because it is crazy.
I wish there was time to tell all the funny stories, but this will suffice for now.
PS. our hotel here is like an orphanage. you can see through our bathroom door. I donàt know how many of my roommates have seen my butt through it. Lucky them.
Ciao!

Run to Vatican City

2008-05-10T16:02:00.000-06:00

I just got back from a run to St Peters in Vatican City! It was so awesome. How many times can you say that you jogged to vatican city? It was beautiful in the night lights.
After that we went to a local restaurant and had some authentic pasta. I couldn't even read the menu. I just pointed it out to the waitor...who didn't speak any English. It was a fun experience.

Note to self: Giolitti's gelatto is the best gelatto in italy. i tried others and they are not even close.

Rome

2008-05-08T09:35:00.000-06:00

I love it here. Something eventful happens every day.

Yesterday we went to a bunch of museums which were cool, but by the end we were pooped. So we meandered down the road and ended up napping on a random patch of grass byt the mouth of truth (the one from roman holiday) It was bliss. When we woke up we were walking to th emetro and found a group of Norweigan guys playing frisbee. So I joined them. One of them was trying to tan in the middle of Rome with his shirt off. I guess it was funny to me because most people tan by a body of water, not famous monuments. I was wearing a skirt that day with my running shorts underneath...just in case. So we were walking down this path and there are a bunch of runners and all the sudden I yelled "transition" and started running with the runners while hiking up my skirt so only my running shorts were visible. Well we wanted a picture of it so we waited. It just so happened that a runner came by when I was playing frisbee. Torrie yelled "noelle!" So mid throw I look over and see the runner, so I run over really fast while pulling up my skirt. The boys probably thought I was nuts. Torrie snapped a pic and then I went back to playing frisbee.

Today we went to St. Paul cathedral in Vatican City. It was AMAZING. It is the most ornate building I have ever been in. It was huge too. I do not know how the Romans nailed the architecture to be able to create such wide open spaces with all the domes. It took my breath away.

Later in the day I was looking at a street vendors art and I got to chatting with him and told him that I wanted to be his apprentice and move to Rome to sell art. He said okay, but all he could make was spaghetti and pizza. I was fine with that, but before I agreed to any deal I said "I need gelatto too!" He was so funny, he says back to my in this thick italian accent "No you will get fat!!" haha. I said "No deal! I need gelatto" Now that I think about it, it would never have worked between us. He was too old.

Tonight we are going to my teachers brother in laws restaurant. I am so excited. It is authentic Italien in the heart of Rome and it is a really nice place. He said 70 euro a plate, but lucky for us we get a major discount.

One thing is for sure. I absolutely love the city. Getting lost and then finding my way, realizing that I was never really lost. I also love talking to the locals. Well I cannot really talk to them but I say bonnasera and stuff. They love it when I try to speak their language. Today in the market I said bonnasera to the checkout lady and she thought I was italian, she started a convo with me and I didnàt understand. It was fun.

Well that is it for the day.

Ciao!

Eurotrash

2008-05-06T14:28:00.000-06:00

Oh wow europe is SO amazing! It's not really what I expected but in a good way. I didn't expect to be meandering down the street and turn the corner dodging tourists and look up to see the pantheon. It's HUGE! No picture does it justice unless you see it.

Another thing I didn't expect was to fall in love... with gelatto. It's soo good. I can't even describe it. I guess I just can't really describe most things that I'm experiencing here except that it's all amazing.

My other love is Alexander. He's an Italian man that I ran into at the end of the day today. We were so tired today because we've been walking around all day and not really sleeping because we're too excited. So we're looking for the metro or bus and Alex (we're on a nickname basis I guess) asked natalie if she was lost, because she looked really lost. Well we got in this conversation and next thing I knew he was inviting me to come stay with him in his apartment and kissing my cheeks.

Okay so I have tons of other loves, like the Roman forum, the colluseum, the metro, zeus's temple...the list goes on. But here are some pictures for now! I LOVE IT HERE.

PS. I graduated. I'll have to post those when I get home.

Okay so here are the picture descriptions. One is of all of us chillin in front of the pantheon. We were SO tired.

The other is an old man and his son. It was the cutest thing ever. The dad was reading about the pantheon to the little boy.

Another is Theodore, our Greek love. He was a soldier. He's so charming

One is us and the Greek church.

One is me and Jackie in the colluseum. She's beating me up.

One is zeus's temple. It's the columns. They used to be a temple...they're huge!! I love this one because we're all looking up at how big it is and Jackie's looking at the ground. haha

Well I gotta go. This is taking longer than I thought it would....

BlaHH

2008-04-22T12:55:00.000-06:00

So here I am in the LRC. It's probably the one of the last times I'm going to be in here. I can't study! I think I finally figured out my problem. As soon as I finish my tests I'm done with school. As much as I want to be done with school it scares me. So maybe subconsciously I think that if I don't take my tests I don't have to leave BYU. While that's partially true, I don't want to stay at BYU because I failed my last semester.

NEWS FLASH: I'm going to be walking the streets of Athens, Greece in 8 days!!!

As for now this is me.

Torchurous Texting

2008-04-03T23:13:00.000-06:00

I've had a lot of conversations lately that have led me to this conclusion: texting sucks. Whoa. That was a relief. Well, I guess I probably should add some clarity to that statement(my dad's always telling me I need more clarity in my life). Texting boys is lame. I don't know how many conversations I've had with girls and boys and they've had one of three senarios which really stink:

1. They're texting someone they REALLY like all the time and then they get all attached and wonder if the person likes them or is just trying to kill time in their ridiculously boring art history class.

2. They get ASKED OUT in a text!?!?!?!?! WHAAA? Since when was it okay to ask someone out in a text. The only thing worse than that is an ask out via the facebook. It pretty much sends the message, "hey I think I want to take you out, but I don't have the cajones to pick up the phone and call you" or "I don't like you enough to pick up the phone and call you."

3. I saved the best for last. It's my favorite. You text someone all the time and then you go out and have a great time and mysteriously the texts stop coming. If anyone wants to torture someone, forget about Chinese torture or the racks. Text them everyday for a month, ask them on a date(via text of course), kiss them, and then don't text them again.

I'm going to venture a little off the subject with this next one. You're talking to your friend of the opposite sex and you say your goodbyes and he says call me. What? call me? I don't know how many times I've been talking to a guy and he says call me. Well, if you really want to do something with me wouldn't you call me? Haven't I touched your elbow, or told you how stinkin funny you are enough times for you to know that I'd love to hang out with you? The only thing worse than call me is "text me"...

Don't get me wrong. I say it stinks but I still do it. It's like an addiction. You can't stop. The first step is realizing that there's a problem.

Easter Notes from Gma and Gpa

2008-03-28T01:10:00.000-06:00

I just got home from Meg's house and I found that I got mail! Two letters to be exact. I never get mail, so it was a joyous occasion. They were both address from my grandma's house. So I open one and it's the most darling Easter card and note ever. My grandma said she wishes me happiness and joy and a nice young man who will sweep me off my feet. Then I open the other one and it's from my grandpa. He wanted to send me his own. It was the sweetest thing ever I'm not gonna lie...there was a little glisten in my eye. And my grandma wished that a nice young man would sweep me off my feet...that means it's going to happen.
I need to keep a running log of all the wisdom that people give me. My Grandma and Kendall gave me great advice this week.

Loaf Day!

2008-03-26T21:07:00.000-06:00

I know what you're thinking. What kind of day is a loaf day, and do I really want to know about it. Well I'll make things simple loaf day is the best day of the week. It started March 10, 2008. I was hanging on the forth floor of the Library with my home girls cind and meg...getting "the stare down" because we were being really loud and obnoxious. For some reason I really wanted a loaf of bread from sugar and spice so I kept bringing it up. FINALLY the girls acquiesced to my demand for a loaf and we journeyed to the Cougar eat. We all got loaves with honey butter and not only was the loaf delightful, we had the most fun ever hanging outside the wilk! We mostly met all of cindy's friends because everyone loves her. We talked to some guy named Kendall on the hill and asked if he would be weirded out if a girl sat by him and started talking to him. It is He that gave us the greatest bit of wisdom, and I quote, "Usually if a girl shows some interest in a guy, then he will ask her out." Hmm...it hasn't worked for me yet, but for some strange reason I trust Kendall. Well anyway, we loved the day so much that we decided to make it a tradition. LOAF DAY!! We get loaves every Tuesday and hang out on the grass in Brigham Square. It's my favorite day. As soon as it's over I'm looking forward to next weeks loaf day. The theme of this week's loaf day was Hott loaf day. We looked PHAT that day!

Hey quit hogging all the loaf!

It looks like cind doesn't have a leg...

Memory Lane

2008-03-21T01:17:00.000-06:00

Today I was having deep conversation(like normal) with Cind and Mich and they made me realize that when college ends it's like a chapter in my life ending (cheesy I know). I don't want to forget all the people that I like the best. So I'm starting my blog with my favorite times/people at BYU.

Disneyland March 2008
Todd, Cindy Michelle and I took a road trip to Disneyland. I seriously LOVE these people. We had so much fun driving all night and being tired and silly. We saw the oscar mayer weinermobile on the freeway. Somebody may or may not have mooned someone. We went to balboa island and got balboa bars and frozen bananas. Then we'd come home at night tired as could be, but still stay up for a few more ours talking and being retarded. Best road trip ever!

I had to put this picture of the trip too. We loved tower of terror. I had a firm grip on Cind and Mich's legs the whole time. It made me feel secure,even though we kept dropping a couple stories at a time.

Geraldine's Bakery's Delights February 2008
After much deliberation I chose this picture of all three of us. We love to go to my mom's house to relax, watch movies in the theatre room, escape from provo and eat food. Sometimes I go by myself when I'm having a hard time and I need to spend time with my mom and Craig. The craziest fun happens when I bring these two along. Car dancing, singing along with Whitney Housten and Celine Dione, and of course good old Colbie Callait.

Sleeping Beauties February 2008
On this road trip Cindy, Michelle, Rachel, Todd, Mark Skinner, and Daren Hinton went to Mark's house in Lindon. His parents were out of town so we had it all to ourselves. SCANDELOUS eh. We made frozen pizzas, played trivial persuit(which by the way, i'm VERY bad at) and watched movies. When it was time for bed, Todd read us bedtime stories. In the morning we did our duties, like make breakfast(michelle, cindy and me) do the dishes(mark) be our servant(todd), We all made spanish names for eachother too. juanita, maria, rosalinda, catalina, javie, moses and pablo.

Cousins
Ashley is my cousin...well in a roundabout way. We met one night when we were set up on blind dates and have been friends ever since. She works in the Bensen building as the chemistry secretary, and I was alwaysin there for class and studying, so it was always a nice little break to run in and chat with her.

CHRISTMAS 2007!
This was the first christmas tree I've had. My mom gave me a bunch of christmas decorations and so we decided to go all out for christmas. It is my favorite time of year after all. We went to get a tree at home depot but didn't have a way to get it back so luckily my friend jason has a truck and he was kind enough to rescue us damsels in distress. Many other christmas traditions went down, like making gingerbread men that looked like us, and of coarse sugar cookies, and my birthday celebration at Olive Garden.

Sushi Night
Summer, Kim and I were roommates for the summer of 2007. We had so much fun...watching Oprah, just chillin and talking in our TV -less living room. These girls are histerical.

Ashley's Bridal shower
Melissa Lund, Michelle, Ashley Kearns, Jessica Salmon. We used to spend hours playing tetris while chatting or messing with all the daves. Vegas dave, DRI (david rishard iba) and david boyd. Michelle ashley and I used to have The Bachelor parties where we'd make eachother food and watch the Bachelor and then talk about how dreamy he is afterwards and other girly things too.

Tie Die Day
Amy Sue, Sara and I had cell bio together winter of 2007. That is were the fun started. We had manditory study session, which mostly turned into laughing and talking about the latest crush...while eating apples. I found out Sara was my cousin through facebook. We've been friends ever since. Amy Sue's on a mission and I miss her a LOT. But when she gets back we're going to go on a party cruise.

Group dates
Okay so excluding my ex, this picture has most of my favorite people from Lib Square. Kristen, Kamilla, Michelle, Virginia and I were all roommates and we planned some bangin good group dates like jazz games and halloween pumpkin carving. Russell Memory is one of my most favorite boys at BYU. He's histerical. Daren Mann is another favorite...even though recently he has taken to pinching my butt when I least expect it.. John Banfield is crazy, Jordan Mann is darling, and Ryan Schlappi is married.

Now after coming this far I realize I have too many favorites, so I'm just going to stop at that.

A Whole New World...

2008-03-17T22:35:00.000-06:00

So here's the deal. I always thought that blogs were for people that are full of themselves, and I like to think that I'm not full of myself...so I never even thought about getting one. BUT then I read my friend's blogs and they made me laugh. a lot. So I'd like to revise my previous thought that blogs are for people that are full of themselves to blogs are like journals that everyone can see. I need all the motivation I can get to write a journal. SO here's the start of a whole new world. I have to reference Aladdin. He's the hottest Disney character.