Lullaby of Broadway

HUNNY TAG!

2012-01-10T10:01:00.000-07:00

What is his name? Berkley Jacob Teancum Starks. His family has a tradition where all the men get 2 middle names - one from the Bible and one from the Book of Mormon!

How long have you been married? 5 months

How long did you date? We dated 2 and were unofficially engaged for one then officially for 5. Well, it's true!

How old is he? He will be 27 in a few weeks, actually.

Who eats more food? The B man! He's pretty good at not letting food go to waste!

Who said I love you first? He did, like a month after we started dating. Freaked me out. But I thanked him! Haha!

Who is smarter? Depends on the smart. Book smart, him by far. (He said he got a 1570 on the SAT...) But people smart, me. :)

Who is more stubborn? Oh, me. But he has his moments.

Who does the laundry? Me. He'll help occasionally. If he's out of clothes.

Who does the dishes? Mostly me. But he'll do it if I ask.

Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Me. If you're looking at the bed.

Who pays the bills? We both do. It's pretty even-steven in the financial area.

Who cooks dinner? Me. He will if I have a late class. (Which, tonight is the first one. So we'll see if he remembers!)

Who drives when we are together? Berkley does. I don't know how he stands it. I'm always a side-seat driver.

Whose parents do you see the most? Mine, because his family lives in Georgia. Someday we'll make it out there!

Who proposed? Berkley did 2 nights before my birthday. At the Holt Arena in Pocatello when we were all messy for helping take down the Spring Fair.

Who has more friends? Me. I'm definitely more of a social butterfly than him. He has friends from all around, though.

Who has more siblings? He does - He has 2 brothers and 2 sisters. I only have 3 brothers.

Who wears the pants in the family? It's a big pair that we can both fit into.

2011 In Review... Welcoming 2012!

2011-12-30T12:22:00.000-07:00

TEN THINGS THAT WENT RIGHT IN 2011: (In no particular order...)

Listened to the Spirit when it told me August 5th was definitely the day I was to marry my sweetheart. You see, it was when Berkley was in the army. He was going to be gone for a 7-month training in September, 1 month after we got married. We almost broke the whole thing off!
Getting to honeymoon in a condo donated for the week by family.
Asked my parents for advice. On everything. Then made my own decisions.
Had a complete brain-makeover on a healthy lifestyle. When I first started, I was defensive because I felt I had no support. But now, I just want to be and stay healthy. I feel compassion for any who struggle with weight, because I still do, too. But I no longer let a judgemental eye hurt me. Or else I no longer see it as judgemental.
Getting a new, reliable car. It has been a huge blessing for us!
Berkley getting a job with a great company and opportunity for growth and fabulous benefits.
Moving to Idaho Falls where a guy from our ward simply came to my house to offer me a great, work-from-home job.
Having some of my favorite people get married in the temple.
Getting to reconnect with old friends and mission buddies.
Receiving miracle after miracle from paying our tithing. My favorite was the most recent Christmas miracle we received in an envelope. An pure answer to prayers.

HARD TIMES IN 2011:

Watching close friends make wrong choices.
Berkley losing his job a month before we got married.
Having both our cars break down within one month from each other.
Having to leave our apartment after only a month of marriage.
Being lonely in Idaho Falls.
Watching my grandpa disintegrate after being diagnosed with Alzheimers. (Not to mention my dad calling to tell me Grandpa died... I bawled. Then he clarified that he meant HIS grandpa...)
Losing close friends when you try to do something right in your life.
Gaining weight. (But being surprisingly optimistic about it? That's my sign I've figured things out.)

THINGS I LOOK FORWARD TO IN 2012:

Jan - Berkley's birthday
Feb - Valentine's day
March - My birthday
April - Baby brother comes home from his mission, Easter, possible trip to New Orleans.
May or June - Visit from my Brother and Sis-in -law that live in Alaska
July - 4th of July, Baby Judy. Hopefully. :)
Aug - Anniversary
Oct - Holidays begin
Nov - Florida for Thanksgiving!
Dec - Christmas season!

GOALS FOR 2012:

Lose 40 lbs by becoming a runner and eating healthy!
Be a good friend.
Make every day a great day.
Make life fun.
Become more optimistic.
Work hard and excel at my job.
Keep living and doing those things that help me become a better person and bring blessings
Intensify my gospel study.

I am so excited for 2012! I think it will be one of the best years ever!

Life & It's changes...

2011-12-10T21:05:00.000-07:00

We all know everyone has their trials in life.

Sometimes I think, "What am I going to do?!" I always end up with the same answer - just keep movin' on. Do what you're supposed to, and everything will be ok. I find myself thinking, on occasion, will I ever just get to be comfortable? Sometimes it seems suffocating... that is, until I talk to those around me and find out all of their struggles. Granted, not all are struggles. But it seems everyone around me is dealing with a major change in their life that makes my piddly little issues seem juvenile!

We've got babies coming, husbands dying, divorce, infertility, wayward children, disease/illness, and more! And that's just within the last month of personal conversations I've had!

Everyone is fighting their own battle. The result I'm finding in my own life from seeing all the life changes is I find myself a LOT more patient with others. I see people anywhere, and automatically I think, and I know this is weird, that I love them and they are so precious. I realize this is a good thing, and it's something I've always wanted. It's just too bad I had to wait so long. But, then again, at least it came.

Our Home!

2011-12-03T11:37:00.001-07:00

Berk & I are renting this beauty till it sells, which could honestly be any day. But we have decided to soak it all in, count our blessings, & LOVE it!

Ahem. Sorry about the sideways tree.

The Life of a Missionary

2011-11-06T01:54:00.000-06:00

I've been meaning to post this for such a long time... but I wanted to find pictures of my baby brother as a missionary before I did so!

Ahem.

Being a missionary.

First of all, Why do they go? Missionaries, that is. Missionaries of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Well, they go to teach the restored Gospel of Jesus Christ! But what is the gospel? The gospel, according to the Bible Dictionary, is that "Jesus Christ has made a perfect atonement for mankind that will redeem all mankind from the grave and reward each individual according to his/her works."

Basically, this is the whole purpose of a missionary. To find our brothers and sisters and teach them the good news about the gospel. My favorite quote on the purpose of the gospel is found in Preach My Gospel, where it says it is to "cleanse people of their sins so they can receive the Savior's mercy at the day of judgement." This purpose is all about love.

For the most part, young men, young women, and older couples serve missions for a number of reasons. First of all, they love God and His plan for our salvation. Second of all, it is a commandment, especially for the young men. Another reason is because of the Christ-like love in their hearts for their brothers and sisters, "for they could not bare that any human soul should perish..." (Mosiah 28:3)

So this post is dedicated to the life of a missionary.

Missionaries teach the gospel.

Missionaries find those spirits that are ready for the gospel and help them on the road to baptism of water and of the Holy Ghost.

Missionaries work with members to help them identify and prepare others for the gospel.

Missionaries serve the community.

Missionaries study. They study the gospel, questions of their investigators' souls, and of their own souls.

Missionaries pray. Oh, how they pray! For their investigators, for those who are struggling, for their missionary work, for their ability to withstand temptation.

Missionaries walk. All over. Or ride bikes. Some are lucky to have cars. But mostly, they walk.

Obedient, faithful missionaries are blessed. They themselves know their own personal blessings. The people they serve. The testimony they gain. The Christ-like attributes they attain.

Of course, missions aren't for everyone. Women are not commanded to serve, only encouraged, and some people have health issues that keep them home. But the desire is great. And, as we know, "the field is white, all ready to harvest." (D&C 4)

Motivation

2011-09-24T01:05:00.002-06:00

Ok - I'm very nervous to write this post! I think because it will become more of a reality that I am looking for help.

First of all - this is in no way a pity story! I'm as happy as a lark, just worried about myself in some ways! Here's my story:

You know, we've all heard stories about these amazing people who have worked their fannies off and look great after years or even a lifetime of being huge! But maybe something we don't read or hear about are the intense struggles they must go through. I mean, I hope they go through them. That sounds mean, but I don't mean it like that! I just want to know that I'm not alone.

I've shared before about how all through growing up, I have been an obese person. I'm proud to say that right now, I'm simply "overweight." (Haha - it's almost like the joy you feel when you go down a pant size or more!) I still would love to lose another 30 lbs, at least! My problem is, I'm stuck.

It's not like a plateau, where I'm working hard and eating right but not seeing results. It's more like I've lost the ambition to keep going. I am being lazy! It almost feels like I'm suffocating myself because I am absolutely scared to death of being like I was, yet for some reason I am sincerely struggling with the motivation to go to the gym or to count my calories!

I used to be so good, waking up at 4:30 or 5am, going to the gym, working out by toning and cardio/fat burning exercises. But now? I just work on my cardio, and call it good. I'm losing it! AACK! It's been months since I've done weights a whole week. I don't know what's wrong. I remember when it changed was a time I was very very stressed in my life, planning my wedding, fulfilling a calling as the RS president in a singles ward, working, balancing my relationship, etc, and I thought something needed to give, and the only thing I really had control over was the dedication at the gym, so I justified and began doing only cardio. Maybe 3 or 4 times a week, as opposed to 6.

The results? I find myself more flabby and out of shape. I've gained a few pounds, but it looks like 20. I know cardio is the most important, but it's not enough!

I have learned how to eat healthy and how to exercise, but I need to activate that knowledge. Problem is, healthy food does tend to cost more, and I think that is where I hold out. But trust me - I understand the saying that paying more now means not paying for more in doctor bills later. I know - I just need to do it.

Ok, so now I've bore my soul to you. I have never done this before, but if you are reading this, whether you are a gym-rat or not, please share with me any advice or support or bouts of wisdom you may have. What do you do to keep yourself motivated? And any other comments, please. You know what to do. :)

"You can tell a true cowboy by the type of horse that he rides."

2011-09-16T00:54:00.002-06:00

Hey y'all.

I was sittin' here, just a readin' a friend's blog about horses, and it got me a thinkin'. Now, this friend of mine has a momma, who happened to be my Young Women's leader. She told me of a tale of her and a horse or two, and it may have had some bitin' in it. Well, now I'm fixin' to share a story of my own from when I was a youngin'.

It all started when I was 17. We chose to go on a Laurel's-only retreat in Island Park. Well, we had a few cowgirls who just loved them chaps, so of course, we had to go on a horseback ride. Mind you, I ain't never ridden a horse before all by my lonesome, so I was a bit a'scared. I know what yer thinkin,' I'm a woosa-nanny. Well, so be it.

We pull up to the horse ranch, and I'm hearin' all these "ooos" and "ahs" about a particular beaut, kinda lookin' like so:

Me bein' the person I am, I was all sorts of confused as to what all the fussin' was about. I mean, ain't one horse just as good as the next? (Hense, the title of the post...) For me, well, I just didn't care. Give me a nice horse, and I'm rit to go!

When it came time to pass out the horses, I told 'em that I was a gunsel (look it up... haha), and they chose the coveted pinto for little ole' me! (ok... this was a few pounds ago...) Not gonna lie, I was a little smug as I crawled up there. I regretted this horse right away, though. The critter knew right away I was a beginner. She was a young thing, only a couple years, they said.

Off we went! We had a few buckaroos around to keep us on the trail, and my little thing really liked what the professional buckaroos were doing! Goin' on jumps over large holes, running, just havin' a grand ole' time! She thought we could do it too! So my gal starts over in the professional trail, and we start jumpin' jumps and runnin' runs! Oh my! I was definitely a damsel in distress! The helpers pulled us back over to the trail...

Meanwhile, I look over and my YW leader's horse is eatin' the grass! Haha! I think his name was Ole' Blue. Blue... you ain't supposed to do that! My leader is terrified of horses, so she tried her darndest to get her to stop!

After gettin' back on the trail, we get stuck behind another horse who keeps a' breakin' wind in front of us! Well, ole' T-Bone here, (my horse), she didn't like that at all. So she starts BITIN' the butt of the horse in front of us! Two can play that game, thinks the horse in front. So that horse starts KICKIN' my horse from behind! My horse starts a' buckin' me in the air and whinni-ing! (sp?) Oh. My. Got her all calmed down, but can I say I was certainly glad to be off of that there horse!

As they say, "Ain’t nothin’ like ridin’ a fine horse in new country." Fine horse, indeed.

Picture from http://www.cuddlycritters.org/images/critters/Hobby_9_800x600.jpg

Milestones

2011-09-07T00:02:00.002-06:00

1 Month before wedding:

Berkley gets laid off his job... um... terrible. Terrible. Frantically searching, placing 10-15 apps a day.

Night or so before wedding:

Berkley's 1993 Mercury Sable's transmission putters out. R.I.P. Mr. 18-year-old car.

Week after honeymoon:

Berkley has an interview for a job in Idaho Falls. SUCCESS!

2 days after Berkley is offerred the job in Idaho Falls,

My little 2000 Elantra bites the dust. Poor little guy. I was hopin' you'd wait for Alex to come home. Sorry Al! (I did fix it up from the the corner it sat in when I got home from my mission.)

Move out of apartment:

Gonna save a little green before we make the move up to IF!

Think about it:

Berkley has a new job in IF
We have no car.
Trade 3 vehicles in for one.
Beautiful new car that is reliable. Phew.

Apartment hunting:

Found out we make too much for the rent we would like to pay... I like how the government gets to tell us what we can afford...
Have to decide between 2 great apartments: a 3-bedroom with garage but all electric and have to pay all utilities, or a 2-bedroom with garage optional but gas/electric and some utilities paid and great amenities. Same rent.

Found washer/dryer set

Made a deal to buy a set from IF for a great deal, then the next morning they turned around and sold it to someone else. Ok. Minor setback.

Looking back:

I can't believe we made it. This has been, in certain aspects, the scariest times of my life. Being all grown-up and really relying on each other. Hard, hard, hard, but worth every second because it's all for our good.

Craziest time...

2011-08-29T01:10:00.002-06:00

First of all: GOOD NEWS! That job interview that Berkley went to last week turned out VERY SUCCESSFUL! He got the job!!! We are so excited, and we know it is a direct answer to prayers. He applied and interviewed for per diem, which is an as-need-basis, and they offered him full-time with benefits! Every time I say it I kinda want to cry. Anyway, it's a HUGE blessing! (For those of you wondering, it's at the hospital in Idaho Falls working in Admissions.) We will be moving to Idaho Falls shortly!

Sheesh! What a crazy 3 weeks! We have moved out of our apartment (still have a few straggling items to grab) and are now apartment hunting in Idaho Falls. I'm excited for this new adventure, very glad it's not far from home, yet hesitant to not be 15 minutes away from home anymore! I know people do it all the time and a lot farther than that, but that's just me!

Right before the wedding, Berkley's transmission went out in his car. Next thing we know, the transmission went out in MY car! Now we were carless and Berkley is going to be commuting 45 minutes away... Luckily, my brother and his wife were willing to let us borrow their car until we could get something else. Well, we used it for a while and decided we needed to look into a good, reliable, freeway-worthy car (something we hadn't had for a long time...) We went car shopping, and we traded in both are cars, plus Berkley's motorcycle that he had wrecked last year, for a 2007 Nissan Altima. It's a beautiful car! First really nice one either of us have ever owned. It is another huge blessing! Down to one car, but we'll make it work!

Guess who got mArRiEd?!

2011-08-18T13:21:00.004-06:00

Here I sit, anxiously awaiting returning to work after 2 glorious and much-needed weeks off from work, and also awaiting a call from my husband, who is currently at an interview in Idaho Falls, which was supposed to happen 2 hours.

Did you notice I said, "husband?" Yep. I got me one. For a good deal, too. He only asked for all eternity, and I couldn't have gotten a better bargain. He's pretty fantastic, you see. I love him lots.

I thought maybe I could post some pictures here! It's been a very long time since I've posted any sort of blog, and people like pictures, so I'll have at it! Please excuse the poor quality of the wedding pictures, they are pictures of a picture. I don't have the hard copy yet, so when I do, I'll do more.

Engagement: What a fun time!

Here are my bridals. My photographer is dang amazing, because I'm not photogenic at all but I think these turned out surprisingly well!

And then, can't forget the most glorious, magical day of my life. The day we were sealed in the Logan temple and married forever! (Better pics to come...)

Grateful

2011-07-16T02:03:00.003-06:00

It's times like these that I need to sit and remind myself of all the things I am truly grateful for!

Knowledge of the gospel and the great Plan of Happiness for us all, which makes life worth every second.
Having a completely fabulous fiancee who treats me like a queen, knowing he will be mine for all eternity in 3 short weeks.
Having wonderful parents who listen to my concerns and encourage my faith.
Being blessed with family who love and appreciate me.
Knowing that I have the best friends in the world who support and deal with me.
Finding the little joys in life: A playful kitten, a kind smile, a breath of fresh air, the warmth of the sun on my skin, etc.
Memories of a life lived in "another world," taking those lessons learned to apply and remember them here.
Assurance that I have a roof over my head, transportation, and food in my house.
A testimony of all my Savior has done for me, which in turn encourages me to try harder and become more like Him and feel the Spirit, which is my choice to have with me at all times.

See? Life is pretty fabulous and sunny.

What a weekend!

2011-06-09T16:13:00.003-06:00

I had such a blast of a weekend!

After I got off work at 6:30 am, Berkley and I headed to SLC around 9 for a fun-filled weekend! Poor Berkley... because I had worked all night with no sleep, I was rather cranky in the morning. But, he was a trooper and let me sleep all the way to Utah.

After lunch, Berkley dropped me off at David's Bridal where I met my parents for my 2nd alterations appointment. Berkley took off and went to Costco, where he wandered while I played dress-up. *update - they pinned on the sleeves, and it's going to look so fabulous! Also, I didn't have to suck in quite as much to zip up my dress. Hehe. Successsss...

After my appointment, Berk and I headed to the Capitol theater where we got to see Les Mis! I love this musical so much. It's my very favorite. Berkley had never seen it, so it was a blast to share something so dear to my heart with him. Our tickets weren't actually next to each other, so we asked the others we were sitting by if they wouldn't mind scooting down so we could sit together. They were very kind and obliged, thank heavens! I was worried...

Next, we made our way to Berkley's sister's house. Gillian and her husband, Robert, were throwing a birthday party for their daughter who was turning one! Oh, the little one is soo adorable. This was my first time meeting Gill and Rob, and we really hit it off. I love Berkley's family. Also, I got to meet his mom, whom I affectionately call Momma. It's how she introduced herself, so I took it and ran! She lives in Georgia, but was in Utah for business! It just lucked out we were all in town on the same day. She is pretty fantastic, but I had already guessed that from talking to her and emailing her. Now we just need to meet dad-in-law, and Berkley's 2 brothers and his younger sister!

Momma took Gill and I out to the Cheesecake Factory for a girls' night out. This way we could talk and get to know each other a little bit. It was a lot of fun, and I loved it!

The next morning Berk and I made it to sacrament meeting then headed home from Utah. It was such a blast of a weekend. I am so excited for this new chapter in my life!

P.S. Remember how I said I was going to lose 15-20 more lbs in my last post? I'm down 6.5... wahoo!

Fresh, new outlook!

2011-05-16T15:35:00.002-06:00

I feel I have fallen off the bandwagon in my new health adventure! I knew that I was hitting a low, but I tried to make myself keep going. I wasn't seeing results, and I feel it had something to do with my attitude. So I did some major self-reflecting, trying to realize why I was feeling this way.

I realized I found myself feeling guilty all the time if I didn't eat right or if I didn't exercise like I should have. That, in turn, made me resent everything! It was all I needed. One more thing to stress me out, on top of other things. I felt like it was the one stress I could control, so I would just let it slide. I didn't stop. I still made good food choices and exercised, but I wasn't as conscientious as I should be.

I made this a topic of prayer, because it was important that I not revert to my old ways. I needed more strength than it seemed I had! Then, answers to my prayers came in all kind of ways. I reconnected with a wise friend who told me to lose the guilt. Do it because it makes you feel better. Eat healthy and exercise, and remember how great you feel when you do. Another answer came when we went to get my dress altered and I remembered how I wanted to work my dairy-air off in time for the wedding! And keep it off!

So - my new goal? I want to lose 15-20 lbs before my wedding. After that, I will set more goals. But I plan to do this by getting at least 4 cardio sessions in a week and toning with weights 3 times a week. At the same time, healthy food choices! Because I can. Because eating crappy makes me feel crappy. Even if it does taste good at the time.

Martha & Mary... and Mercy.

2011-05-03T23:05:00.002-06:00

This is a subject that has been on my mind recently, especially in light of the recent Easter holiday. We celebrate this day, for it reminds us that our Savior has conquered death for us. So that we may find eternal happiness.

I want to talk about Lazarus. Lazarus was a good friend of the Savior. He had at least two loving sisters, Mary and Martha. In John 11, we read that Lazarus becomes ill. His sisters are taking care of him, and they send word to their good friend, Jesus, whom they know can save him. When Jesus gets word of Lazarus' illness, he tarries for yet 2 more days before he makes the journey to visit his friends.

One of my favorite songs is "If Thou Had Been Here," written by Kenneth Cope. It explains the sisters' plight, in how they knew if the Lord had only BEEN there, their brother would not have died. I admire their faith.

In John 11:20, Martha hears of Jesus was coming. She went and met him, but the verse says "Mary sat in still the house."

I remember reading this story when I was going through a difficult time. I wondered, "Why did Mary sit still?" We remember Mary - she is the woman who wiped Christ's feet with her tears and hair. She obviously knew of the power he possessed. They were close. Wouldn't she want the comfort that only He could bring?

Then, I came up with a Cami-reason. Maybe, just maybe, Mary is very upset. Not only that her brother died. But I wonder if she isn't even upset at the Savior himself. For not being there like she thought he should be. However, what does Mary do when she hears the Master is calling for her? She runs to Him. She says the same thing Martha said, "If Thou hadst been here, my brother had not died." -John 11:32 (Since Martha and Mary said the same thing, it is obvious that they must have discussed this amongst themselves at some time. I just found that interesting.)

We know the rest - Jesus weeps for his friends, but in the end, he calls Lazarus to arise from the dead. It was a witness for Martha and Mary of the Savior's power over death! The Lord knew exactly when He needed to be there. He always does.

The Lord knows exactly when He needs to be there for us. Occasionally, things can happen where maybe we wonder if we've been forgotten, or if we are simply being allowed to suffer. "If only He were here for me now!" Maybe we get angry or frustrated, or perhaps even hurt, that the Lord is not taking away our suffering. But we look to this example in John and we see that there is a bigger picture. Maybe Martha and Mary would have doubted the Savior's power over death had He healed Lazarus before he died. Sometimes, we have to hit the inevitable, and the Savior comes in and shows His power like we never thought possible.

Just a thought.

The Story of a Girl Who's Getting Married

2011-04-11T13:52:00.007-06:00

Hey All!

Well, I have a new story for you. It's not new for me. But it's new for everyone else!

First of all, it's about me. (Weird, I know. Having a blog in the first place, all about me. *Right...)

Hey look! It's me. I was nothing but a super innocent girl (bah), quite content with life. One day hoping that maybe I would find me a Prince Charming. But knowing it was quite possible the day would never come.

Well, I would tell myself it was ok. I was ok because if I stayed single my whole life, then that means another girl somewhere would get her prince. I could handle it, maybe she couldn't. Right?

So I thought! Then, I spent a glorious 18 months serving a mission. There I learned how essential marriage really was! Well, I knew it was essential. But I guess I mean how much it should truly be considered/sought-after/part-of-the-plan.

Came home from my mission, with much more confidence around the male gender than I left with. (It helps when there are only a handful of girls, and a ton of guys, and you know that there is no threat in talking to these guys cuz, well, you're missionaries.) Not that I became a creeper/get-me-married type of gal. But I was finally able to be MYSELF!

Signed up with my trainer at Gold's gym, who is inspired on so many levels. Really, though. One day, she wakes up and says, "I'm gonna set Cami up with Berkley." Who does that? Really?

We went out. We dated. We had a blast. Found out that we had a lot in common. Found out we had quite a few differences as well. Decided this all worked for our benefit in our lifetime/eternal goals of progression. Decided we loved each other enough that we couldn't imagine NOT being in each others' lives.

And then.

I had a birthday. Well, a Filipino birthday party, really. I'll blog about that later. But after the party, we went to help the family business roll cords for the Spring Fair. (We have to put away all these cords that are strung over the Holt Arena.)

There I am, in a grungy old t-shirt and dirty jeans. My hands are black with grime from the cords when Berkley calls out to me, "Hey Cami. Can you come here? I need your help." I walk over to him as he whips around and ends up on one knee! I'm thinking, "Really? Is this happening here? Is that my ring? Wait- he still hasn't said anything!" This takes about an entire minute as I wrap myself around the event, and then I respond with, "Well! Are you gonna ask me or not?!" Berkley asks if I will marry him, and I say, "Of course I will. Now get up!" Haha! How romantic are we?!

So, YEAH! I'm getting married. To an amazing man. YAY!

August 5th, 2011. We will be sealed for time and ALL eternity in the Logan, UT LDS temple.
August 6th, 2011. Come join an amazing evening as we celebrate the beginning of our life together with our reception! First part will be your "normal" (as normal as I am...) reception, with a PARTAY to follow! Turn up that music, DJ!!

HaPpY BiRtHdAy!

2011-04-01T01:08:00.004-06:00

Well! I turned 25 last Monday! To celebrate this momentous occasion, I decided to get my ears pierced.

For the third time.

You see, I'm allergic to stainless steal. I was talking to an "ear-piercing specialist" who told me that if I used 14k gold, I would be just fine! That was good news! Until she told me I had to do it at a jeweler, and those earrings run about $70 each!!

This was 4 years ago when I lived in Florida.

Well, after a little research, it turns out that this is such a big problem that they have made 14k gold more available and affordable in earrings! I got my ears pierced for a small fraction of what I thought would cost me $140!

This is right before my ears were pierced! I'm ready! Bring. It. On.

The Fear. You can see it in my eyes.

Ok. So the right earlobe didn't go so well... the piercing didn't go all the way through with the gun! So the lady had to poke it through the last layer of skin... OUCH! I'm kinda nervous for the pain in this picture.

And this picture is the ACTUAL pain. :)

Success! My ears are pierced!

Reflection

2011-03-23T18:10:00.002-06:00

Ok. I realize it has been a while since I last blogged. I just haven't felt like there was anything I should blog about! But I think I have some things now. May be a bit disheveled, and rather random, but bare with me!

First of all, I was at the temple the other day when I saw a beautiful lady with long, white hair. As creepy as it may be, I caught myself just staring at her as I was in the celestial room! She was so peaceful. I don't know who she was, nor does she have any idea the impact she had on me. I just felt the Spirit so strongly as I watched her, and I found myself hoping that I can be beautiful like her when I am older.

Next, not to get on a health soapbox, but I have also been doing a lot of thinking on the subject. Obviously, I always do. But I've been struggling a lot with diligence/dedication, and I'm not going to lie! I've been quite worried about it! My thoughts would jump back to the people who have questioned my seriousness - is this "hobby" a current interest, or am I good enough to make it a lifestyle change? I would get scared that maybe I don't have it in me to make this a lifestyle.

Then again, I look back at where I was. Haha - the other day I was going through some old pictures of myself with my amazing boyfriend. I looked at them, and I was embarrassed to have him see them. I just can't believe I allowed myself to be that way! (For those of you who were wondering, my boyfriend handled it so well. He told me later that he could tell I wasn't happy as we were looking at them. But he said it didn't matter to him - he still saw me in the pictures and he thought I was adorable. We got a winner!)

However - I've been noticing lately a few emotional scars from growing up so heavy! I always knew they were there, I think. But only now they seriously bother me. For example, when I hear overweight (not so bad) or even worse, obese women say they are happy the way they are. Have I talked about this before? I think it is amazing that they can be happy being big. I truly do. I know I was happy, too! But it doesn't change the secret self-consciousness that comes when people gives you look of disgust as they pass you by. It doesn't change the fact that it is harder to get a job/promotion when you are obese. It doesn't change the fact that it gives the idea of a lack of motivation, true or absolutely not, in your life. And it definitely doesn't change the fact that you really aren't at your best.

I hope this post doesn't offend anyone. It just literally breaks my heart. Because I know. I know all too well. Why would you rather be chubby than cold? Why would you rather let yourself get to where I was - at one time, a whopping, 284 lbs. I tear up just thinking about it. I don't know if I can put out all the emotion into words that I am feeling right now. People get annoyed with me when I try to say something. I know how it is. I would be so offended too. I try to say things with care.

So, if I say something to you, it's not because I'm judging you or your lifestyle. It's because I've been there. ALL MY LIFE. I refuse to set this poor example of health to my future children. I want all the best for them. I don't want them growing up, wondering if things would have been different in their life had they exercised and ate right. Wondering if this lifestyle change is really, truly possible. And yet, I realize these are touchy subjects.

One more thing. Being healthy, eating right, and exercising is all part of the Word of Wisdom. I've known since I was a teenage girl that I was doing it wrong. Why did I wait so long?

Oh, and this is a random side track. I love my family. My immediate family. My extended family. My friend family. With them, I can truly be myself. Crazy and all! And they still love me! Actually, they make me feel like I'm funny! Haha! Wait - I am funny. Boy, I truly have a great life.

Life Is Hard, But Life is Simple

2011-01-21T05:50:00.005-07:00

The Lord’s way is not hard. Life is hard, not the gospel. “There is an opposition in all things,” everywhere, for everyone. Life is hard for all of us, but life is also simple. We have only two choices. We can either follow the Lord and be endowed with His power and have peace, light, strength, knowledge, confidence, love, and joy, or we can go some other way, any other way, whatever other way, and go it alone—without His support, without His power, without guidance, in darkness, turmoil, doubt, grief, and despair. And I ask, which way is easier?

- Lawrence E. Corbridge
Oct 2009 General Conference
"The Way"

Another Embarrassing Gym Story!

2011-01-10T13:44:00.002-07:00

Alright, people! I'm not sure if this one tops the cake, but it's a goody!

On a whim, I decided to enter into my gym's 12-week challenge. Basically, they take a before picture, weigh you, measure you, and pinch your fat. Then you have 12 weeks to work yourself to death! At the end of the 12 weeks, once again, you get a picture, weighed, and they pinch you. OK!! Sounds like fun, right?

Well, they have the personal trainers doing all the pinching. However, I guess there are some trainers that are a little... um.. less accurate. I made sure that I had my very own personal trainer pinch me, because I didn't want any surprises.

She took time out of her schedule to pinch and weigh me, so I just had to wait in line to get my picture taken. A lot of people take off a lot of clothes, but I wasn't really into that. That is... until...

My trainer sees me in line for the picture, and yells across the gym (no joke), "CAMI! Do you have a sports bra on?!" I answered in the affirmative, and she replies with, "Shirt OFF!" I looked at her in shock and said, "Tami!" She gave me the look that only she can give and said, "OFF!"

Sigh. So they pull me into the room to have my picture taken and close the door. The man says, "Strip down." I was so completely awkward that I couldn't figure out how to take my shirt off! Then he starts singing the Pink Panther song! "Da-da-da-da. Da-da. Da-da-da-da-da-da da-da da-daaaaa..." OH MY GOSH. I about died. And he has this cheesy Celine Dion music also going in the background.

Basically, it comes down to this. I was completely embarrassed and now there is an awkward picture of me in my sports bra floating in the files at the gym. This better be worth it. I don't take off my shirt for nothing. My dad is doing the challenge, too! And that's ok because we are in different age categories, so he can't whip my butt!

Wish us luck!

It's my feel-good week.

2011-01-08T02:14:00.003-07:00

Sometimes, you just have days that seem stressful at the time, but when all is said and done, you're really doing just great.

This has really been a stressful week! I knew once I got to Friday, I would be fine. And now it's almost Saturday. Or, it IS Saturday. And I feel so relieved!

Monday I got off of work at 6:30 AM and came home to sleep after my workout! I woke up at 4 because I was meeting up with a buddy. *Shout out to Melissa!* It was off to FHE, then finally, my favorite time of the day. BEDTIME!

Tuesday had me basically suffocating as I thought on all the things I had to do. I had my appointment with my trainer, then I had to read up on things to prepare for a meeting on Wednesday! At 2:30, I went into work until just after 5, when I released stress in my hip hop class. I love that class. Then I went straight to the church house where we went on visits for Search and Rescue.

Wednesday I went to the gym, worked housekeeping, came home, finished reading my assignments, typed up agendas and other papers, then went to my meeting that lasted a whopping 3 hours! Sorry, ladies! Never again, I promise. Just the first one.

Thursday I went to the gym. I came home and prepared another presentation about my mission! *Sidenote - I really submersed myself into my mission. Now I'm trying to pull myself back out.* I took about 3 hours to sleep to gear myself up for my graveyard shift that night, and woke up in time to head to the fireside. Then off to work at 10:30PM!

So... last night I worked the graveyard shift. Today I work the graveyard shift. I was kind of stressed on time, for I knew I had a small window of time for sLeEp! Sleep is very important to me. And to the world. Well, it should be. Anyway, I got off at 6:30AM this morning, then ran over to the gym and was home in bed by 10:30AM. I had to be up by 4PM, so not really a whole lot of sleep.

BUT. It's been a good week. A lot has been accomplished. It's been fabulous to be busy again. Next week won't nearly be as chaotic! Plus, I had a couple warm fuzzy moments when someone told me I was awesome (and really meant it, can you believe it?) and someone told me I was very beautiful. WOW! Don't know what I did to deserve such a great week, but I am very appreciative of it.

PS - I almost biffed it on my way to my car after the gym this morning. Then I lost a boot I was carrying. Seriously? Haha! I hope I find it - they were my favorite!

Christmas!

2010-12-26T02:04:00.003-07:00

This has been such a wonderful Christmas! It has been nice to be back with my family. You know, doing our family Christmas traditions - Geisler Christmas party, progressive dinner, Christmas eve bash. My brothers and I were so excited (ok, maybe first and foremost - ME!) because we got my parents a gym membership... I am so excited for them! Another wonderful thing was hearing that a recent convert from my mission is taking his wife and son to the temple next month. Boy, I wish I could be there!

Last Christmas was sooo hard to beat, however. My companion, Sister Abbie Holden, and I spent some time in Tacloban city for the Mission Christmas party. Earlier that week, I had been sick with (I didn't know yet) amoeba. *Sidenote - I had eaten this food called Casava Cake that wasn't prepared right. I had even heard a voice in my head saying, "You probably shouldn't eat that." Apparently I knew better than the Spirit, and I ate it. And paid for it.* My companion and I went to the party, but I didn't want to say I was sick for fear of missing the party or making my comp miss it! I know - stupid! By the time I told the mission president's wife, it had progressed to me being admitted to the hospital for 2 days. The food was awful, but we had awesome APs that brought us KFC. Yes. They had KFC in the Philippines.

When my comp and I got back to our area, we had a couple days before Christmas. We had both received huge bags of chocolate from Costco from our families, and we were bound and determined not to eat the whole thing! We were inspired to come up with a Christmas message, bag up the candy, and go caroling.

It was funny, caroling in the Philippines. There, when you carol, you're supposed to RECEIVE money! People will stand outside your door for a very long time till you come and give them money for singing to you. Haha! Gotta love it! Needless to say, people were very surprised when we were caroling that we had something for THEM! We visited investigators, less-actives, and members. Oh, it was the best Christmas ever. If I could ever demonstrate the look of pure joy from these beautiful people receiving AMERICAN chocolate, everyone would be sending chocolate to the missionaries!

Seriously, best Christmas ever.

This Christmas season was amazing for a variety of reasons. Seeing people I haven't seen in such a long time, being with my family, talking to my brother serving in Ohio. One thing that has really touched me is the treatment of my family since my "lifestyle change." I have 3 specific examples.

1. It was my uncle's birthday, and I asked what would be served so that I could plan out my food for the day and see if I could afford the cake and ice cream. My aunt told me what it was, then she asked me if there was anything she could get for me personally so I could enjoy the party with them. I didn't end up needing anything, but it was so kind to be asked.

2. My cousin's family was in charge of the appetizers for the progressive dinner, and my cousin came up to me and asked if there was anything specific she could make for me for the dinner so I could eat with them. It is such a nice and refreshing thing to be asked, and we were able to come up with a couple healthier appetizers.

3. Christmas eve dinner always consists of rolls, pigs in a blanket, jigglers, potato salad, chips, soda, etc. My cousin made me my very own pigs in a blanket using turkey dogs, and my aunt made me my very own jigglers using sugar-free jello, my other aunt used lite miracle whip in her potato salad, and they bought me my own diet soda. I have been very touched by their kindness and how they are looking out for me and helping me along this new path. If I let myself think of it too much, I get a little emotional!

Basically, I love my family. I love the Christmas season. I'm sad to see it go! I'm grateful for my life. For the opportunity to serve in the beautiful Philippines and for the amazing people I met there. Boy, I miss them. I just want to hold onto them forever. I miss my little brother, but I am so proud of him and his growth since being in the field. And I look forward to Christmas in 2 years when everyone is finally home!

Merry Christmas!

She Said to Add More Weights!

2010-12-15T07:02:00.004-07:00

Another gym fiasco.

Working with my trainer yesterday, she introduced me to the leg press machine.

She modeled it for me, then I got down and tried it myself. There were no weights, and it was pretty easy. She told me I will probably need to add a few weights on it when I do this exercise.

Now, I'm working by myself and I go to the machine. I think, maybe I could add 25lbs to each side? I think I can handle that. I add the weights, push up with my feet, release the lock lever and it starts coming down. MAN!! That is soooo heavy! I quickly push it up and lock it, and take the 25lb weights off. I say to myself, I'm just going to do it it no weights! I know I can do that, because that's what I did with my trainer.

I push up with my feet, release the lever, and as it's coming down I'm thinking, "Seriously! This is incredibly heavy! I'll be fine because I know I did it before." I passed the point of no return where I couldn't lock it if I wanted to, and my knees are coming at me. They keep coming, and coming, and pretty soon they are all crumpled up in my chest! Bah! What is the deal?!

Thank heavens my trainer, who was working with another client at the time, turned around to talk to me and sees this problem! She says, "Cami! What are you doing?! You can't lift that much!!"

I crawl out from under the machine as my trainer points out that there are weights on the machine that I hadn't noticed! There are 2 sets of bars on this leg machine for weights, and I had only taken weights off the top bar! Well... the bottom bar had 360lbs on it! THREE-HUNDRED-SIXTY lbs!! I about died of laughter when I saw this! My trainer and her client helped me remove the weights, and I was laughing the entire time!!

Needless to say, my legs are super sore. As in, I've never felt them like this before!

I am A Child of God

2010-12-03T10:08:00.003-07:00

This isn't really well thought out, but I wanted to post this before the idea left me.

I was watching this new show called Bridalplasty or something on E! at around 3 in the morning (working graveyard.) Apparently, this show is a reality show where brides get their dream makeover, complete with plastic surgery, so they can look their absolute BEST on their wedding day.

One girl, I forgot her name, said her fiance tells her all the time he doesn't care what she looks like and that she's beautiful. Her response, with tears, was, "On my wedding day, I want to look at myself in the mirror and feel beautiful."

This girl is gorgeous! Long, dark, shiny hair, olive colored skin, dark eyes, just beautiful! She was a little curvy, but nothing that I felt she should be ashamed of. I hope no one feels ashamed of their body, but I know that's hard. Trust me.

So I got thinking. Where do I stand on this issue? Sure, I've taken that extra step in my life to shed my excess pounds and be in the best shape of my life. I'm not there yet, but I'm on my way. I look at old pictures of myself and I actually do feel ashamed and embarrassed. I saw an old picture of my single ladies and I, and someone told me, "I love this picture of us." I said, "I look like crap in this picture!" She replied with, "I think you looked beautiful even then." It really touched my heart to hear her say that, and then it hit me.

I know when I was at my heaviest weight, I still had a testimony. Sure, I was self-conscious and a little shy, but I still am. Maybe for different reasons now. But I knew that I was a daughter of a loving Heavenly Father, and that He sent His Son to atone for me and the rest of the world who were willing to use it. I knew that He really didn't care what I looked like, as long as I was becoming a better person every day.

However, I cannot deny His hand at this point in my life. He knows me best, and He knew the best way to help me see that a healthier lifestyle would bless me and future generations. It all started with baby steps. I've tried to lose weight before, and was successful up to 50 lbs, then I quit. I gained almost all of it back. This time, He inspired me to serve a mission. There were millions of reasons as to why I needed to serve, and this was one of them. First of all, I had the "embarrassment" of having to lose weight to even serve a mission. While on my mission, I slowly shed pounds. Not because I was trying, but because we were walking, walking, walking. I had a companion that used to be a wrestler (go figure!), so we would have "workouts." Really, she would workout while I sat on the couch. Finally, when I was ready to go home and having lost 25 lbs, I prayed that I could have another companion who was into exercise. And who walks into my life, but Sister Blonquist! She was big into exercise, and she was smart about it. She helped me set up a plan (even though I was still terrible at following it,) and she encouraged me to do my best at all times. She even said, "When you get home, maybe you can look into a gym membership. And if your budget allows, hiring a trainer."

And that, my friends, has been all the difference. Hearing her say those words, I felt like that was the best idea I had ever heard. So what did I do? I came home, joined a gym, and hired a trainer. It has been one of the best things I have ever done for myself. My trainer is seriously inspired and smart. She has become my mentor.

I still know that I have a loving Heavenly Father and Savior. I now realize that I have a loving Heavenly Father and Savior who want me to take care of myself. Who want me to change bad habits and create new, good ones. I haven't made it this far alone, or even with my trainer, or even with everyone who supports me. No. I know more now of perfect love and perfect persuasion with each child of God.

You Are Always on My Mind...

2010-11-23T08:17:00.003-07:00

On my mind... you are always on my mind.

I have had quite the thoughts lately and have been just waiting for my day off {today - yay!} to write about it.

I had been in some sort of rut for the past few months - unexplainable, really. Mostly, at night, I would miss my mission sooo much. I would miss the people I served, the friends I made, the happiness I felt, etc. Sounds like the ole' RM blues, right? I would never consider my self a depressed person. In fact, I would have to say I'm pretty optimistic! I think that's why I was so confused. I've been praying for missionary opportunities, but felt that nothing was coming my way that I could see. I'm pretty good at keeping an open mind and realizing that maybe my example alone could be missionary-ish, but it wasn't enough. I really wanted something. Plus, I wasn't sure if my example was good enough, anyway!

Last week, I had an experience that has helped me jump out of the funk. I was having a conversation with a friend who had been sharing LDS beliefs with a common friend of ours. Our friend is religiously radical, and all the questions and points she brought up were SO interesting! I did research, I was able to talk to my friend, and I felt like I was preparing for an investigator again! Now, trust me. I know that missionaries are the ones called and set apart to preach the gospel. But to answer questions, that's what we friends are for! This was the best week of my life since I've been home, I think. And it meant a whole lot to me that my friend asked for my opinion in the first place. Sometimes you don't know what your opinion is until you talk about it.

We talked a lot about the Plan of Salvation. How a common misconception of the LDS people is how we "believe" we are the only ones who will really make it in the end. In all actuality, we do not fully comprehend the Lord's judgment and how perfectly fair it is. We know there are ordinances we must perform to be allowed in, for sure. We realize that is what temple work is for. I believe there is more. I believe we will be judged on our hearts. I look at the amazing people who have really befriended me on my seemingly lonely days at the gym. They aren't all members; however, I feel their love. They have great hearts, and their acceptance of me has been so encouraging. I could go on forever on what they have meant to me. How could I say, "You're an amazing person. Better than half the members I know. But sorry! You just won't make the cut!"

I loved the example given by John Bytheway who said (paraphrasing) that the Lord isn't going to pull out the church attendance roll on the day of judgment. Went to church, check. (I might add, He won't pull out a tally on how many times we read the scriptures, how many times we prayed, etc.) He will look at our hearts and who we have become. Now, granted, if our hearts are pure, we will want to find ourselves doing all those great things like church, scriptures, and prayer. We do those things to draw nearer unto God and become more Christlike. As President Monson says, we should be asking ourselves, "Have I done any good in the world today? Have I helped anyone in need? ... If not I have failed, indeed."

I believe this in an answer to my prayers! I needed this, and I didn't even know this is what I needed. Things become more in perspective for me now. I know I am blessed with amazing friends. They try to help me - oh, how they try. Even when I'm resilient. Thank you for your charity for me! I am so glad that I know friends can also be eternal. What a life it would be without them. I recently had a friend express their gratitude and love for me. It was completely unexpected, but it just warmed me to the very soul. I believe it has also helped me in my transformation this last week.

I am also so grateful for my family! I can't even really touch on this subject, because there is too much to uncover. But they are so supportive. Especially after life experiences, I realize how incredibly lucky/blessed I am to have been born in a household with the gospel.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Cuppicakes and Gumdrops

2010-11-16T15:18:00.003-07:00

Was I really here? Was I really in this amazing sweet shop? How did I even get here? Yes, I know this family. Wow - all their kids are here! They must all work here. How nice for them.

Oh, that's a HUGE plate of oreos! There must be 1000 just stacked on top of each other. Is that... mint... chocolate chip... ice cream?! That's my favorite! That plate is just as big as the oreo plate... wait, these aren't plates. They are PLATTERS! How is that waitress carrying an entire platter by herself?

Haha - that's the whole "worm-in-dirt" treat! You know - gummy worms swimming in chocolate pudding and yet even more oreos.

Ok, I am literally looking at an entire mountain of candy, cupcakes, ice cream, candy bars, cakes, etc. I want to eat it all, but then again, I don't! I don't want to have even one bite! What is this world, this strange candyland I am living in?

Oh. It's my dream.

Seriously? Who dreams like that?

Drum Roll, Please!

2010-11-09T07:29:00.002-07:00

HEY!! I did it! I lost 4 lbs this last week... which can occasionally not be good because you could lose muscle but I DIDN'T! So... guess what? I finally weigh less than what it says on my driver's license! Got a new menu. Similar to the old one, but a little different (thank heavens!) $50 later, I'm ready for another week.

I wanna be a billionaire so stinking bad...

Food! Glorious Food!

2010-11-06T10:53:00.005-06:00

This last week, I didn't do so great when I went to meet with my trainer. I didn't lose a single ounce. I was so so SO disappointed! I really do work hard, and I watch what I eat very carefully! What can I do but get frustrated with myself, thinking I'm doing something completely wrong?

What did my trainer do? Well, my trainer, who also specializes in dietetics, took over my food. Oh, my. I usually do well when I know I get to choose my food, but now I have a set menu every day for the next week. I'm on Day 5 now, and I like the food now. I liked it on Day 1 and Day 2, but Day 3 & 4 I was kind of sick of it. Now I look forward to my flavorless oatmeal with the banana... weird!

I decided I would share with everyone my menu. It's pretty exciting, so hold on to something tight!

This is my Pre-workout treat. A protein bar! One of the only chocolatey-sweet things I get, so I actually crave it... lame!

My Post-workout protein shake. The only other sweet thing! It's actually good... and it's best after a workout because it helps to mend those muscles you used, helping them to become stronger and more to grow. Fabulous!

This is my plain oatmeal with a banana to add flavor. I get to eat one egg with it. Surprising how full I stay for a while!

Celery and 2 TBLS of peanut butter. Seems to me I should eat more celery. Lots of peanut butter for not much celery!

1 c brown rice, 2 egg whites, and 4 oz. of grilled chicken. It's kinda oriental. I like it.

1 medium tomato and 6 oz of sliced deli turkey. I never thought to eat plain deli turkey before. I like the combination with the tomato.

Awe, dinner. My favorite. 1 c yellow squash, 1 c zucchini, 2 c salad with raspberry vinaigrette dressing, and 4 oz of chicken. I throw the squash in the pan and heat it up. It's best like that. I tried it raw yesterday, and it was nasty.

My little midnight snack. Right before I go to bed, I eat a cup of berries. Any berries I want. Mmm.

Wish me luck this week. I might have issues if I am not down at the scales on Tuesday morning.

Yeah! Another milestone!

2010-10-26T14:28:00.002-06:00

Hey all.

I just wanted to let you in on my great news.

I hit 25 lbs today with my trainer. That means I've lost 25 big ones since I've been home from my mission.

Well... let me rephrase that... I got home and gained 5 pounds because of weddings, family deals, and simply re-enjoying the food I had missed sooo much in the Philippines!

So... grand total as of the day I left the MTC? 58 lbs. Grand total since the first time I turned in my papers and they sent them back because I needed to lose weight? (Yeah, it really happens...) 72 lbs.

Happy Day.

Friendships of Resumption

2010-10-11T14:55:00.003-06:00

I have had friends that have faded into the background. Not that they were ever bad friends. At one time, they may have been a best friend. Time moves on, and "life happens."

Is that really a good excuse? I have never grasped that concept. For me, any good and worthwhile friendship is more than a simple, "We were young! It was high school..." or "I know we were best friends when we were away from home together, but I've just been so busy!" For me, friendship is more of an eternal blessing given to us from our Heavenly Father.

I believe that, sure, we are given the friends we need at a certain point in our lives for certain reasons. As Glinda sings in Wicked!, "People come into our lives for a reason, bringing something we must learn." I have noticed in my life that if someone has been involved in my life at any deeper sense of a level of friendship, I have a hard time letting go. No, I don't believe that we should be calling each other everyday or emailing or texting or any of that. No. But an occasional inquiry of each others' lives may be expected. Am I messed up? Personally, I truly care if I'm asking a friend how they are doing. If I haven't seen them in over 18 months (which tends to be a problem of mine...) and I would like to at least know how they are, I'm sincere. Frankly, I believe we became friends before we ventured into life here on earth...

I love Elder Neal A. Maxwell's quote, which reads,

"One of the reasons we love each other in the [Church] is that our friendships are not friendships of initiation at all but are, instead, friendships of resumption!"

Resumption! Isn't that great? An idea that we knew each other before! I'm a firm believer in this, as stated above.

In his devotional speech given at BYU in 1996, Elder Maxwell touches on this subject so well. He mentions of instances he calls "intertwinings"; that is, the tender mercy of reuniting with a great friend. He goes on:

"Each of us has circles of friendships, and within those lie the portion of the human family whom God has given us to love, to serve, and to learn from... You and I may call these intersectings 'coincidence...' but coincidence is not an appropriate word to describe the workings of an omniscient God. He does not do things by 'coincidence' but instead by 'divine design.'

Seems to me that Elder Maxwell shares my view of eternal friendships. I recall a story in the Book of Mormon. We think on Alma the Younger, after he and the sons of Mosiah were truly converted to the Church. Alma went one way, the sons of Mosiah, the other. However, we recall that it won't be the last time they see each other. After 14 years of missionary work (wow...), they are reunited.

Alma 17
1 And now it came to pass that as Alma was journeying from the land of Gideon southward, away to the land of Manti, behold, to his astonishment, he met with the sons of Mosiah journeying towards the land of Zarahemla.
2 Now these sons of Mosiah were with Alma at the time the angel first appeared unto him; therefore Alma did rejoice exceedingly to see his brethren; and what added more to his joy, they were still his brethren in the Lord; yea, and they had waxed strong in the knowledge of the truth; for they were men of a sound understanding and they had searched the scriptures diligently, that they might know the word of God.

Alma 27
16 And it came to pass that as Ammon was going forth into the land, that he and his brethren met Alma, over in the place of which has been spoken; and behold, this was a joyful meeting.

17 Now the joy of Ammon was so great even that he was full; yea, he was swallowed up in the joy of his God, even to the exhausting of his strength; and he fell again to the earth.

18 Now was not this exceeding joy? Behold, this is joy which none receiveth save it be the truly penitent and humble seeker of happiness.

Seems to me they were great friends. The best of friends. They had been together through a lot, and I'm betting even now, wherever they are, they are friends.

Have you ever had a moment where you saw someone that you knew, but you couldn't quite place it? Happened to me all the time on my mission. Which was halfway across the world. That was the only way I could have met them... isn't it incredible?

This gospel is amazing. I have great friends and a wonderful family, and I hope that both will be eternal. Saying I'm right and we all knew our friends before we came to Earth, I would assume we would be friends after this life. Wouldn't it be a shame to have taken these friendships for granted here in this great travel we call life?

Basically, just face it. If you are my friend, I will be interested in everything that happens to you, because you are important to me. You mean something to me.

There Can Be Miracles!

2010-10-10T00:29:00.003-06:00

I am a firm believer in miracles. They are all around, we just have to see them. Everyday is a miracle. Every happy moment is a miracle. Making it through another day is a miracle. Treasuring life is a miracle. People remembering you and making you feel important. YOU remembering people, and making their day, is a miracle.

These miracles can also be called tender mercies.

"...the tender mercies of the Lord are over all those whom he hath chosen, because of their faith, to make them mighty even unto the power of deliverance." - 1 Ne 1:20

What does it require to notice/receive these tender mercies? Faith. It's all dependent on us! We just need to open our eyes, and see the wonder in everything. Sounds so simple, doesn't it? Yet, it is something we all struggle with. I can't wait for the day when I get to look back on my life and see all the dots connecting, and feel even THAT much stronger the love of my Heavenly Father for me. I will see all the things He did for me, noticed or not.

Weird - this post originally came from a personal experience in prayer, and somehow ended up about tender mercies and miracles! But prayers are definitely a tender mercy from the Lord. I just love it when I am reminded that although I'm not perfect, I can still receive such a distinct answer to my prayer. It didn't come right away at all; almost a month in the making. May not seem like a long time, but it was tough for me! And I see so clearly now, and I am reminded that I actually do know things about myself. I'm more confident and trusting in the Lord. I'm grateful for agency, but for the gift of the Spirit as well to help me coincide my life with the will of the Lord.

Housekeepers Represent!

2010-09-27T15:05:00.004-06:00

Last night, I watched Undercover Boss. It was incredible! The CEO of the Choice Hotel lines went undercover and worked as a houseman, a housekeeper, a front desk clerk, and a sales representative. It was a complete life-changing experience for him as he worked among these amazing "average-joe" type people. I laughed in spite of myself as he was on his knees cleaning the pool, and struggling being fast in the rooms! I think this is secretly every housekeeper's wish... that anyone high up would spend a day in their shoes and have it impact them the way this experience impacted "Jack."

I know this is a chosen profession on my part, and I'm happy enough while it lasts. I'm so lucky to have a job - I've had over 5 interviews within the last month and absolutely no success. So I will hold on to what I have, keep looking, and gear up for school!

With that being said, and I quote Mr. Steve Joyce (the CEO) when he said, "Housekeeping is the hardest job in the hotel." Woo-woo! Finally, someone realizes!

Housekeepers represent, now put your hands up!

PT Test

2010-09-15T11:02:00.004-06:00

Wow.

I just got back from a PT test with the Bannock County Sheriff's office. The requirements? 16" vertical jump. 22 sit-ups in one minute. 21 push-ups flat. 300 meter run in under 67 seconds. A mile and a half in 17 mins 07 seconds.

My score? 17" vertical. 25 sit-ups. 0 push-ups. 300 meter in 76 seconds. A mile and a half in 17:57. I was dead last in everything except the vertical jump. (Can I say that was a miracle? Seriously had no idea I could jump.)

I got done, and I just had to let out my sadness and disappointment. I've been working so hard, and all I really wanted was to qualify. I didn't even care if I rocked it. I just wanted to pass. But I didn't. I thought, "Who am I trying to kid? What am I doing?" I literally had flashbacks of junior high P.E.

However, in junior high, I couldn't even run 100 meters. In junior high, I couldn't even jump. And there's no way in China I would be running a mile and a half.

So I look back and see how far I've come. Ok. So I didn't qualify. THIS time. There will be another time - the sheriff told me he'd call me back monthly. Someday, I'll make it.

I'm Cami Lemmon, and I've lost over 60 pounds. It's taken a while, and I have a long way to go. But I ran an entire lap at the track today. And when I used to walk a mile in 22 minutes, I just ran/walked a mile and a half in 18. Good for me.

What do I do?

2010-09-06T20:38:00.004-06:00

I totally went to the gym the other day and this is what I saw. Not to mention, it was hip hop class, where all the other ladies - young and old - look so chic in their gym clothes. Then there's baggy Miss Magoo in the back who can hardly dance anyway... Haha! Long story short, I need new exercise clothes.

Here's just another sample of my awesome exercise clothes. See the bunny? Yeah. I've had this for 5 years now. Sigh.

Tik Tok

2010-08-30T15:42:00.003-06:00

*These words go with the tune Tik Tok. I know it's not the best song (as in a little crazy...) but it has a fun tune!*

Wake up in the morning feeling like I'm tired.
Say my prayers, I'm out the door, I'm gonna be inspired.
Before I leave, brush my teeth, put on mismatched navy
Cuz when I leave for the gym I know I look so crazy

I'm talkin' navy blue on the top, top
Royal blue on the bottom, bottom
Pink socks on my toes, toes

Know it's gonna be a really great time, time
Workin' so hard that I'm, I'm
Havin' fun here in my PrImE...

Don't stop
Lift those weights
Push yourself a little more
This day
Gonna fight
Till we see the sunlight

Tik Tok
On the clock
Now I'm runnin' so fast, oh

Don't stop
Know I will
Be so happy in the end
This day
Gonna fight
Till we see the delight

Tik Tok
On the clock
And I'm feelin' so great, oh

Then I go home and I prep
For a day of hard work
To get some money in my pocket
It's just an added perk

And when my day is done at work
I notice the pain in my hamstring
So I stretch it just a bit
And then I see what is happenin'

I'm talkin' maybe we'll have some fun, fun
Doing something in the sun, sun
Gonna keep going till we're done, done

N-Now we talk a lot 'bout our lives, lives
While one of us ju-ust drives, drives
Sharing everything, got good vibes...

Don't stop
Got the girls
We call ourselves the Single Ladies
This time
Gonna fight
Till we hit the highlight

Tik Tok
On the clock
But the party don't stop, no

Don't stop
Live the life
Do the things that keep you sane
Tonight
Gonna fight
Till we see the starlight

Tik Tok
Gonna talk
And the party never stop, no

So when my night is done
I go home without a warning
And I get ready to go back
To the gym in the morning...

(P.S. I know the last stanza doesn't really fit, but it kinda goes back to how the song starts.)

FaCeS

2010-08-21T13:49:00.003-06:00

At night is when I think most of them.

Oh, just the beautiful faces of the Filipinos, of whom I miss dearly.

Nanay Helen, Mollare family, Jicson, Raymond, Armida, Josie, Judith, Lady (oh, Lady...), Lan family, Heber (pronounced Heaber, like Heather. They named him after Heber J Grant,) Papel, etc.

Their faces haunt my memory, and it's usually right before I go to sleep at night. Probably because I'm doing my nightly routine - writing letters, reading, occasionally writing in my journal. They are most definitely the handprints on my heart.

Did you ever read the story about the people who were showing off their hearts? How perfect they were? An old man comes up and shows them his tattered, misshapen, discolored heart. But his is priceless and turns out to be the most beautiful, because what he had done through his lifetime was give pieces of his heart to those he loved and received pieces of their heart in return.

That's my heart.

I didn't know!

2010-08-19T14:38:00.004-06:00

*Note to reader. This blog is completely random. Anything said here is mere thoughts on my part. It happens sometimes when you're in a room all by yourself all day long cleaning.

I was at work yesterday when I heard a wife say to her husband, "We're all packed. We're just waiting for you."

The husband replied, "Oh, I didn't realize. Ok."

For some reason, it got my brain a-thinkin'. What if he would have said, "Oh, I didn't know." To me, that tends to imply that it was in no way his fault, but the fault of the one giving the information. BUT for him to say he didn't realize, to me, shows humility. HE was the one who didn't realize, and he's going to change that. It is to me a very undefensive move on his part.

Anyway, away with "I didn't know!" Let's all say, "I didn't realize." Let's say it again. "I didn't realize."

Good.

ExCitEmENt!

2010-08-10T15:39:00.002-06:00

Ok. So I had absolutely one of the best weekends ever. SO...MUCH...FUN.

First of all, went to play with my ladies out in Utah! On Thursday night we camped out in Big Cottonwood Canyon. (Or is it Cove? Anyway...) We had a weenie roast and I was sooo grateful when Kim, who was in charge of buying all the food, bought low cal for yours truly! It really meant a lot to me, and I knew it was the last thing she really wanted to do! We talked around the campfire, and it was just good. I don't know how much more I can say. I am so blessed to have such incredible ladies in my life. We will be forever friends, no doubt about it.

On Friday we went on a hike! Ok, so this is exciting! I decided with Aleesha to run in spurts up the mountain. Now don't get me wrong - the hike wasn't high at all! BUT... I did it! I ran, although not very much. But the point is I'm jogging up the mountain. And it felt good! I've never loved jogging at all! Now maybe in all my dreams where the bad guy is trying to get me I can finally outrun him! My happy thought? I wasn't even sore the next day. Sigh.

That night we went shopping, then to dinner, watched a movie, and camped out at Kim's house. I just love being in the presence of my buddies.

On Saturday I wanted to catch up with some mission buddies. Melissa, Nat, and I all went to Provo to float the Provo River with Abbie and Charlene. What a scream! Nat and I stuck together for the most part. We crashed into a huge branch/tree together. Nat goes under and loses her tube, and I'm holding on to the branch on the other side! I see that Nat is trying to get up, but if I keep holding on to the branch, Nat can't get out! So I release, and I go whipping around the branch and fall right out of my tube. My tube and I are carried in the FREEZING COLD WATER about 500 ft. when I finally get my footing in the fast moving rapids. YIKES! Needless to say, I tried to stay away from the edges the rest of the trip! And that takes a whole lot of effort. My arms are still a little sore from the awkward way I was paddling my tube... Let's just say I was happy to get out of the river! It was fun, though! And look at our stories!

What a successful weekend. Fun, happiness, more fun, activity, fun, randomness, fun, awesome pictures, and more fun. Another great point? I came home and counted up my calories. Turned out great! I did a good job, and I'm so happy for all the help that I was able to do so. I'm so blessed.

Yes.

Treadmill Disaster

2010-08-02T18:01:00.002-06:00

Hey Everyone!

So I know I promised some good gym stories. I think this one NEEDS to be shared.

Last Tuesday, I get to my appointment with my personal trainer. She says, "Why don't you go over to the treadmill for 3 - 5 minutes to start."

"Ok," I answer enthusiastically.

Until I get over there.

I realize I've never really used a treadmill before. No big deal. It can't be THAT hard. I see the big green button that says, "QUICKSTART" and I think, "well, I know I see those on other machines. It's usually a good button to push." So I push it.

The treadmill starts moving, but soooo slowly. I brace myself with the arm handles and with all my might, PUSH THE CONVEYOR BELT as strongly as possible. I'm thinking in my head, "Wow. That person's running. They're really good at this. How come I can't get this thing moving any faster? I know once I get the hang of it, it will go smoothly and everything. But how long is it going to take?" My face is literally turning red as I struggle to get the belt moving faster. I begin to think, "Maybe something's wrong."

I look around the treadmill, and I see a "SPEED" button. Hmm. There's an idea. I press it. It beeps, and I start walking at a faster pace. I press it again. Even faster. Finally, I get it. I press it enough that I'm at a brisk walk, and then I look around to make sure no one saw me NOT knowing what I was doing...

An Ode to My So Called Life

2010-07-28T22:36:00.006-06:00

Well, my life has been such a WHIRPOOL since I've been home. I feel like I'm being pulled in soooo many dIrEcTiOnS, and am setting priorities as straight as I can.

First of all, I was called as the activities director of a single's ward that has had NO activity for almost 6 months!! Good grief. Happy to do it, but I definitely have my work cut out for me. Not to mention my awesome committee of 2 other people! They are so great, but we're all feeling the pressure and can't wait to get some new people in there!

Next - and probably the most meaningful in my life - I joined Gold's Gym. They were having a package deal where you get a discount on personal trainers, so I chose that. It's been one of the best things I've ever done for myself. Actually, other than facebook and blogging, I don't know if there IS anything that I directly do for myself! So far, this has meant so much to me. It requires a lot and a lot of dedication and a lot and a lot of support. It's a HUGE change for me. I know it requires a change for other people. I'll tell you, though. Something I NEVER expected - judgement. I hear I'm wasting my time or money. Some people think I'm so busy with life anyway, this should be the first thing that drops. In my mind, it's one of the last. I don't really have anything I feel I could just drop. But that's besides the point. I'm just trying to sort out in my head where these people are coming from. Anyway, none of this really matters. All that matters is that for the first time in my life, I am taking care of myself. Not so I can go on a vacation and look great, not so I can serve a mission. Just because. And my trainer is AWESOME! I can't even describe the feelings of knowing that someone cares just as much for my success as I do. I live off of that! *Shout out to Tami, who I know will never read this!*

Not to mention I am also working. So on an average day I usually get up around 4:30 or 5 just to get to the gym, then I go to work till who knows when, then I usually have some sort of something (church activity, meeting, etc.) going on, then it's off to bed. Plus add in the stress of getting all the right foods in my day and at the right times. Yes, I chose this. I wouldn't change a thing. Well, with myself. I'm happy doing what I'm doing, and it really helps me not to miss my mission or the people that entails.

There you have it, America! My first real blog since I've been home. I know it's not hilarious or thought-provoking. But it's me. However, stay tuned for hilarious stories about me in the gym or our ward activities. I've got some great ones!

And... I'm Back.

2010-07-14T16:33:00.003-06:00

Hello World.

The fastest 18 months in my life find me sitting here writing a blog. My mission was the best thing in the world for me. It blessed me while I was serving, and it blesses me now continually with a new confidence and a new perspective on life. I love the Lord with all my heart, and I know that He is continually aware of me. And you. And every living soul on this earth. I have seen His miracles in the lives of complete strangers. How can you deny? I have seen His miracles in the lives of my family and friends. And I have seen His miracles in my life.

Well, here's to life!

Pictures to come.

New pictures from the MTC

2009-02-14T14:13:00.007-07:00

A picture with the nice Elders that would stand up when we came to the dinner table and would take our trays when we were done. They spoiled us and I loved it! Half of the Elders are going to POCATELLO, IDAHO

A very large group of sisters going to Hong Kong. the darker one without glasses is Sis. Rasiga my companion! She has Sis Peck on one side and Sis Lindsey on the other. Next to Sis Peck is Sis Black, they are my roomies. I LOVE them.

Sister Peck, my new companion & I

I finally made it to the MTC!!!!!!

2009-01-17T12:05:00.005-07:00

I'm finally here in Provo to start my mission to the Philippines Tacloban mission. I will keep posting on my blog (through my parents) while I am away. My dad will post interesting stories and pictures. Stay tuned.

The Last Blog... well, for 18 months

2009-01-09T10:18:00.002-07:00

So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night

I hate to go and leave this pretty sight

So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu

Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu

So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye

I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye -- Goodbye!

I'm glad to go, I cannot tell a lie

I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly

So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Goodbye!

Well all! This is my last post! I will not have any time tomorrow and I get set apart as a missionary tomorrow night! So no more internet surfing for me after 6:30! I'm so excited to serve the people in the Philippines. Excited, and nervous! But it should be good! YAHOO! I made it!! (So far! = D) I will miss you all! Send me your addresses and email addresses!!

Notice

2009-01-04T13:10:00.003-07:00

I just wanted everyone who reads this to notice that I have posted *~two~* blogs - My Dad & All My Single Ladies - in the last little bit! I was afraid that they wouldn't both be read cuz I know how this thing works! And of course, this one makes 3 but I just wanted everyone to see! :)

My Dad

2009-01-04T12:50:00.003-07:00

I dedicated a post to my mom a while ago, with promises for a future post for my dad. I've thought about it ever since, and I hope this post does my dad justice!

I am so proud to be his daughter! I can't imagine a family better suited for me. Because of my dad and his heritage, I have a love for so many wonderful things. I love to travel, I enjoy musicals and plays, and I appreciate hard work and the blessings it brings. I am so grateful that I know if I am ever in need, all I have to do is ask for a Father's blessing. Everything is always OK after I hear my dad speak on behalf of my Heavenly Father. He told me once of all the miracles he saw on his mission and throughout his life, there is no way he could ever stray from the gospel and its teachings. That has brought me such comfort that he has such a strong testimony. He told me that years ago, yet I still use it as my own personal anchor. Because I have been so blessed in my life and have also witnessed miracles. To have him remember that helps me to always know everything will be OK.

When I go to when I am feeling discouraged or despaired, he is always the one to see reason in things. He's the buoy that provides advice.

I really appreciate him and all his hard work he endures to support my family and take care of us in any way. I would have to say the trait I admire most is my dad wants to satisfy any need for his family. I think one of his biggest concerns in life is having a happy family. When I say happy, I mean joyful. There is a difference!

I am going to miss my family so much! But I have been advised by many people that my job is to "leave behind" my family affairs and assist in the Lord's great work. It will be difficult, because I love my family more than anything in this world! It will definitely require much help from the Lord. But I know that the Lord provides ways for His work to be accomplished, for He has all power, "even unto the fulfilling of all His words."

Anyway, thank you so much, Dad! I appreciate it so much, more than you know. Thank you for all you've given me, and for being such a support in anything I do, whether I choose to or am asked. I love you!

All My Single Ladies!

2009-01-03T21:21:00.003-07:00

OK. So talk about one of the best weekends ever. I'm not even kidding! I have been extremely blessed to have fabulous and great friends whom I love to pieces! This weekend we all got together for the first time in a long two years! Oh, blessed and happy state! :) We honestly had a blast. The beautiful thing about our relationship is that we are all so different and have different things in common with each and every one of us. And when we are all together, we bring out the best in each other.

Between a wonderful hotel stay, a fabulous night out on the town, Kim debuting her talents for me in the art of balance, a dance party, movie night - we watched Mama Mia, more shopping, and simply being together, it was one of the best vacations I have ever been on! I have the best friends in the world! Wonderful as they are, they went in together and gave me this beautiful ID bracelet that says "Cami" on the outside and "Tacloban" on the inside. I love it! They are so blasted thoughtful. And that's when it hit me that I am leaving. I will be apart from these amazing, beautiful, thoughtful, caring, supportive, and precious women for 18 months. I've been thinking about it ever since, and that makes my future endeavors even more special. Because I know when I get back, they will still be my very best friends. I will never, ever have to be friendless because of them. I love them to death and am so grateful for every minute I have with them! I LOVE YOU!

*If you want a preview of our dance party, go watch Single Ladies by Beyonce, and learn the Soulja Boy dance. Then imagine five white girls doing those dances. Hilarious!*

Temples

2008-12-30T12:21:00.006-07:00

I love to see the temple! I'm going there someday!

To feel the Holy Spirit, To listen and to pray!

For the temple is a house of God

A place of love and beauty

I'll prepare myself while I am young.

This is my sacred duty!

I love to see the temple! I'll go inside someday!

I'll covenant with my Father, I'll promise to obey!

For the temple is a holy place

Where we are sealed together

As a child of God I've learned this truth!

A family is forever!

YAY! On December 27, I was finally able to go through the Idaho Falls Temple! I've been waiting for this opportunity for such a long time! It was wonderful! It all seemed familiar, but not anything I was ever expecting! Which I think is what everyone says! I was so blessed to have so much family there! Even better, my cousin, Colton, who is also preparing for a mission, went through with me. He leaves for the MTC on February 11, and then will be heading to Cleveland, Ohio! It's been a lot of fun preparing for our missions together, and we look forward to seeing each other in the MTC! Anyway, I loved the temple! I wanted to go again today, but I couldn't find anyone to go with me. :( Next time!

Anyone think they know all the temples? Give it a shot, see if you get them all right!

Merry Christmas!

2008-12-24T11:42:00.003-07:00

Hey everyone! I just wanted to wish you all a merry Christmas! It really is the most wonderful time of the year. I hope we are all able to reach out to someone in need physically or emotionally and spread some Christmas cheer! May we all remember the miraculous birth and that holy family and the best Christmas gift ever -the Atonement! Love you all!

Simon Dewey

Holiday Season!

2008-12-15T17:05:00.003-07:00

I am sooo excited for this week! I love the Christmas season so much! First of all, my friend Katelyn is coming home for the holidays and wIlL Be wORkIng WiTh uS aT HaMpToN again! So excited!

Saturday is the notorious Geisler Christmas party! We catch up with family, eat, and an elf comes to visit us straight from Santa's workshop! My grandma is always so happy because it's the time people really try to get together and she loves having family around! (Sometimes I think she gets sick of the Lemmon clan faces... Haha! Tough Grandma!) Grandma always prepares something spiritual for us to remind us what Christmas is really about. I love her - and I love this party!

On Thursday I have a work party - my first one where they actually spend money to make their employees happy! That's exciting. They're catering from TeXaS RoaDhOUse!! Love that place! I don't know what they have entirely in store but they're really stressing for us all to be there!

HoWevEr...

The best part of this week??? My cousin, Natalie, comes home! I'm so absolutely excited it's insane! She's been serving a mission in Singapore for the last 18 months...(ahem, 18 months and 2 weeks. I know!) She is one of my best friends in the whole entire world and I have missed her so much! She comes in on Wednesday night at 10:03 pm, only 52 1/2 short hours away! Since she comes in so late, the family is having a dinner in her honor the next night. Yeah- same night as the work party! No worries - I have it all worked out! Don't know how yet, but I'll probably only end up at the work party for a little while, but only AFTER Nat reports and is released and all that fun stuff.

There you have it! Isn't that so exciting?? I thought so, too! Stay tuned because there will be a weekly update (at least) about my final days. (Sounds like I'm dying, huh? Nope - I only have 4 more weeks till I enter the MTC on the 14!) I have a To-Do list 5 pages long that has every day scheduled right up until I leave! Excitement all around!

Tacloban, Philippines

2008-12-08T16:46:00.002-07:00

I was talking to this guy at work who is from the Philippines. I told him I was going there, and he asked where. I said Tacloban, and he had no idea what I was talking about! I spelled it for him, and he said, "Oh! Something something something!" I have absolutely NO IDEA what he was saying! HAHA! This is going to be a long 18 months! ;)

Here are some pictures I found on facebook. I'll put who posted them at the end!! Thanks for all the beautiful pictures!

Yeah! Check out that butterfly! And I'm sure that's not the only super-sized insect... :(

Isn't this a beautiful site? I'm so excited for views like this!

G-O-R-G-E-O-U-S! But what I want to know is "How did they get up there?..." :s

My humble abode. Haha! I don't know if this is where I'll be living, but should be VERY interesting!

I can see it now. "Sister, you better let me drive. I might throw us off balance." (Like the "Families are Forever? Gives me hope some people know English...)

Thanks to Ashlee Molina, Michelle Cerdon

Jami - this is for you! Everyone else, come see!

2008-12-04T21:37:00.003-07:00

Get ready! Get set! Go! I'm going to Tacloban, Phillipines! I leave January 14, 2008 & learning the language Cebuano. Holy cow. I'm so excited! So many emotions, actually. I'll write more later! Later!

Christmastime is Here!

2008-12-03T21:42:00.002-07:00

This is my theory on Christmas:

I love Christmas! I love the days leading up to Christmas the most. There seems to be that special glow in the air. I actually feel like being charitable more like all the time! I love listening and singing Christmas carols and songs! I love that I am the ward music director and get to be in charge of all the Christmas music played/sung in Church! I love the beautiful colors! (Red happens to be my favorite!) I love having a good reason to spend money - on the people I love! I love decorating for Christmas! I love being with my family on our special traditions every year! I love WHITE Christmases! I really do pray for them every night! I mean, as long as it snows on Christmas Eve and Christmas, we're good, right? I love the lights! I love the children and how anyone on the phone can become "Santa's helper" and all of the sudden the children are angels! I love the food! Most of all, I love searching out Nativities and noticing the differences in each one and thinking about that wonderful night.

Christmas is most definitely the time to reflect on the birth of our Savior. Probably my most favorite Christmas songs are the lullabies sung to the Christ Child or about Him. How majestic, magical, and miraculous is it that Christ began his journey on Earth like all of us! And being born to the Virgin Mary nonetheless. I cannot imagine the overwhelming feeling of inadequacy I know I would face if that were me. I learned something the other day, though. We were talking about missionaries and my teachers said missionaries who are prepared well do not become overwhelmed. I would imagine that is how Mary felt. The Lord probably blessed her with the confidence, humility, and trust in the Lord. She definitely had a great husband to help her along the way. I admire her so much!

This is my theory on the Christmas season: the reason I believe there seems to be happiness in the air around Christmastime is because more people than we realize remember the true meaning of Christmas and why we celebrate it. Their thoughts are on the Christ child as well as mine. I believe this allows the Lord's presence in our daily actions and throughout the world. People also notice a difference they can't deny. That's the Spirit of the Lord manifesting himself to those who are willing to believe! It's truly a miraculous wonder, this time of year.

HaPPy ThAnKsGivInG!

2008-11-26T12:28:00.003-07:00

Yay! Thanksgiving is only a day away! What a bummer that I have to work tomorrow... It's ok because I work at a hotel and it's nobody's fault that I should work that day! Now, if I worked at a department store where they were open on Thanksgiving, I would be ticked! I think it is one of the most selfish things a company can do than to make their employees - who SHOULD be at home with their families - work on such a holiday! I can understand hotels, but just so people can start their Christmas shopping? Please. Just have great deals another day.

Haha I didn't start this blog to bash on anything! You know me! I actually just wanted to express my excitement! I'm actually going home to help my mom and sister-in-law make pies at one! I'm so... I can't even say it anymore! Tomorrow I head over to my grandma's after work where we will have our feast! Mwa-haha! I don't even care! I'll eat till I"m full! I'm not afraid! :) Hmm - now that I think about it, my mom's little brother is coming tomorrow with his family. I don't recall ever having a Thanksgiving dinner with them, let alone my uncle! I'm sure I have, somewhere in my distant memory. But it should be fun!

Oh, and maybe you were expecting me to write a blog of thanks? Ok. I'm thankful, grateful, content, pleased, gratified, indebted, whatever!, for life in general and all it's goodness. It's too great to write everything down on one blog! Life is beautiful!

Heaven

2008-11-18T14:48:00.003-07:00

Alright all. I realize that my last blog was a little less than optimistic. It's really weird, because it seems when I go to blog, all I can think of are the deep thoughts in my head and not the silly, fun things that go on in everyday life! I'm not going to lie, this blog is going to be completely random, but hopefully a little more cheery! :)

Right now I am listening to the Fantasmic soundtrack. What a terrible idea this is! Let me tell you why. When I worked in Disney World, this was the attraction that I worked at! My extended family is preparing a Disney trip, and they are leaving this upcoming Friday or Saturday, depending on the family. This will be the first (well, I guess second) Disney trip we have missed. The first of which it really mattered. I cannot tell you how heart-broken I am that I don't get to go! I mean, this was my home for four months of my life. To know that they will be THERE, and I'm HERE, is really tough. I want to go! I want to show them around Disney because I know it so well! I want to tell them little insider secrets that no one else really gets to know unless they work there! I'm really excited for them, and I understand four months isn't a long time. But when you were in my shoes, they were the longest/shortest months of my life. I learned so much about myself, the gospel, family, friends, and how to be more open in my personality. I don't know - always a special place in my heart for these amazing memories! I hope my family has fun!! I just know it would be more fun if my family was there. ;)

Another thing I wanted to talk about, and hence the title of this post, is the idea/belief of there being a Heaven. Read this quote:

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,

or what's a heaven for?

~Robert Browning

Isn't this just interesting? I realize this is only one person saying this, but it begs to ask the question on how one could even imagine there's no heaven? Every person in the world has this desire to become better. Face it, you do. Everyone will have moments where we feel like failures. Some - many, actually - choose not to act on their desire to be better. But answer this - for those who do not believe in the Heavens or in any God at all, what's the point of life? Why should we try to be better people all the time? I don't know. To me it just seems so obvious. I do love this quote. It reminds me that I have so many truths and so many things to work for. Something to think about!

It's Too Late to Apologize...

2008-11-15T20:45:00.003-07:00

Hey all! I have recently discovered something of myself that simply infuriates me! I am a people pleaser - no surprise there! So here I am, and I have something to say. I say it - because I am also a very blunt person - and then get nothing back. Or they get defensive. Or something silly. What do I do? My immediate response is nothing at first, and then we don't talk for a while. And then, oh boy - and then I call and apologize or I text an apology, depending on how the conversation happened. Ok. Why do I do that? Shouldn't I be allowed to say what I feel without feeling bad? I mean, honestly, they obviously said something which hurt me or made me angry. I guess I should be turning the other cheek? I don't know. All I know is I feel really bad, I think "is it really worth being angry over?", and then I try to fix the problem.

Probably sounds like the right thing to do, right? So then why do I never feel resolved? I would rather them give a little, too. They know something hurt me. But they're right so why should they have to apologize? Alright. Swallow your pride and come on over and just blasted tell me you're sorry, and you didn't mean for what you said to hurt me! Or maybe you did, which you should apologize for that. I'm done apologizing. Well, at least I'm done when I don't need to apologize.

Just wait for the next post that apologizes for writing this first post! I probably shouldn't have written this. I really will feel bad later. But I think I deserve a little respect, and dangit! Quit thinking you're always right and that I'm just a selfish jerk!

Thanks for "listening" to my vent. :) Love you all!

My Laughing Place

2008-11-11T15:42:00.002-07:00

I was going to get on and blog about things that are silly, like how feel like I'm in limbo right now and some pet peeves. Then I decided who needs to hear that? Who wants to hear what I am thinking about the crazy but terrifying issues of the world? I mean, sure, it's interesting, but let's go for happy!

Today I have decided to take you all to my "Laughing Place!" There are certain things that just make me crack up! I was watching this movie the other day and this guy was poisoned somehow (it's a funny movie) and he was partially paralyzed in his legs! He was walking all bow-legged and falling all over himself! It was probably the best laugh I've had in a long time!

Today at work my boss came to the room I was working on. I didn't know she was there, and all of the sudden I feel something hit my butt! I screamed, thinking, "HELLO! AIN'T NOBODY GONNA TOUCH ME THERE!" She had thrown a shampoo bottle at me, and it scared the living padiddle out of me! I thought I was going to die laughing!!! You have to understand - my goal at work is to scare the crap out of people because I think it's one of the funniest things ever! So for someone to get me, it's kinda embarrassing, but definitely well deserved!

Other things that crack me up: When people say something but they actually mean something completely different, people doing something totally out of character for themselves, and listening to Brian Regan! Oh my - Take Luck! Looks just like the fifth floor except for that big number 2... Or how about the time I found out one of my friends had to buy another new phone because they had dropped theirs in the toilet? I mean, how does that even happen? Or when I read hilarious blogs about going to the bathroom in a public restroom! Now THAT'S funny!

Also, inside jokes! For the most part, no one will have any ideas what these are, but they make me laugh! "You have bruises on your arm"; "Goldie's looking for her words!! Go Goldie, Go!!"; "I think you need to put your thinking cap on!" "Crap! I knew I forgot something today!" "Pretend like there are golf balls in the back of your throat! Not literally!"

Sorry this blog is so lame! But it's funny to me! So enjoy and tell me things that make you laugh!

My Mother

2008-11-02T11:39:00.009-07:00

For the longest time, I keep wanting to post about my parents, because they are simply the best. We were actually talking about this last week in Relief Society. The teacher brought up the point of how when you're young, you view your parents as perfect, then as you grow older, you begin to see that maybe they just aren't as perfect as you once thought! That was a eye-opener comment to me, because I believe through my life I have been the exact opposite. I think I saw more follies when I was young, and now as I grow older, I see them more perfectly than ever before. Maybe that's the reason I still live at home, so that I may continue to grow closer to my parents. However I think I needed the experience in Florida to begin to see these things in my parents.

I decided today I would write a little about my saintly mother. Dad - yours is next! My mother is amazing. For one thing, she is probably the best cook I have ever known! She simply has this knack for making delicious entrees. Alright, Mom! I'm blaming you for my "girlish figure!" If your food wasn't so dang good all the time... She definitely gets this talent from my grandmother. I can honestly say I'm not sure where I stand - the food I make generally tastes good, but I don't make a lot of food!

My mother holds a full-time job, then gets to come home and take care of her family. She doesn't really seem to get worn-out on us, and I honestly have no idea why not. Sure, she has her well-deserved days when she becomes overwhelmed, but that's because we don't do all we can to make her job easier. I mean, I get worn-out by working 2 jobs, where I max out at 45 hours a week. Um, not that shabby.

Mom also is the most self-sacrificing person I know. Example - and this happens all the time - the other day I was needing to make cookies for work. I made the dough and then I was going to bake them at a friend's house. What does my mom do? She basically volunteers to make them. Mind you - it was already 10:30 at night and this job would take at least an hour and she still had to work in the morning. I was not expecting this at all - and I made sure she knew that. But she still insisted. Well, ok!

Lastly, I know that if it weren't for my mom I wouldn't such a strong testimony of the Church. She would get up and go to church every Sunday for us kids. I knew she did for herself, but sometimes I can't help but wonder if she just thought, "Man, a day off would be nice." But she never allowed herself to just veg at home. She chose to go to church for her own good, sure, but I'm sure a whole lot of that was for us kids.

Yesterday we went to Mama Mia in theaters together, just the two of us. I told her we had to go see it together, because our song is in it. I had, of course, seen the movie before, and that's how I knew how special it was. There is a point in the movie where a stressed-out Sophie asks her mom to help her get ready for her wedding, and that's where our song comes in. Her mother drops everything she is doing, and is sincerely happy to be helping her get ready. Here are the words to that song:

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning

Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile

I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness

And I have to sit down for a while

The feeling that Im losing her forever

And without really entering her world

Im glad whenever I can share her laughter

That funny little girl

Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table

Barely awake, I let precious time go by

Then when shes gone theres that odd melancholy feeling

And a sense of guilt I cant deny

What happened to the wonderful adventures

The places I had planned for us to go

(slipping through my fingers all the time)

Well, some of that we did but most we didnt

And why I just dont know

Slipping through my fingers all the time

I try to capture every minute

The feeling in it

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Do I really see whats in her mind

Each time I think Im close to knowing

She keeps on growing

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture

And save it from the funny tricks of time

Slipping through my fingers...

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning

Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...

When I first saw this movie, I couldn't wait for this song to be over because I was bawling! And I don't like to cry. I hate it. Because this is what my mom does! She just has this power to make everything better, and that is what Donna, Sophie's mom, is doing in this song. So many times there is something wrong, and somehow my mom knows what questions to ask and she gets it out of me then life is good. Of course, afterwards I really listened to the lyrics and I thought, "If Mom knew that I dubbed this our song, she would probably feel bad because she would feel guilty like I don't think she's been there enough for me." Strange as it is, this song as the absolute opposite effect on me. But sure enough, when we saw the movie the song made her feel guilty! (Little did she know that I was bawling once again as we watched it together...) I guess that's why I'm writing this post. To show my mom that I never dreamed of this song in that way. Only that I think of it as her selflessness and how she has this incredible power that makes me love her even more. So there you have it, Mom! I think you're the best mother a person could have. Thank you so much for all you do, and I'm sorry I don't make it any easier for you! But I love you with all my heart!

It's a new post!

2008-10-29T22:48:00.003-06:00

Ok, so I realize it's been a while since I wrote something on this blog! My goal with a blog is whenever I write, it may not be long and may not be amazing, but I want to leave some impression that leaves people thinking. So now I have a lot to talk about!

First of all, this election? Is it not driving anyone else completely bonkers? I know that I have NO IDEA what's going to happen. If McCain wins, I think it's going to be a very rough 4 years. If Obama wins, I think it's going to be a very rough 4 years. Here's kind of what I am hypothesizing: Obama wins, and the American people aren't pleased with him. So here comes Mitt Romney! I think he'll run for Republican next election and we'll all vote for him. Ah... a man with integrity. How would it be? Call me crazy, but I honestly think Bush has a bit of integrity left in him. Now those other candidates...

Next is my thoughts on family. Have you ever realized how, no matter how dysfunctional a family may be, they love their family? Ok, I understand there are crazies out there who honestly hate their own flesh and blood. But for the most part - families love each other. They seem to be ingrained to love each other. It seems miraculous, it really does. I believe it emphasizes the fact that we all have something that links us to others - family. I just can't get over how amazing I think this concept is! I am indeed grateful for my family - they won't deny it if I said I don't know how you keep up with me!

Lastly, Halloween is in two days! That's just kind of exciting. I'm going to a costume party where I will play games, eat much un-needed bon bons, and (ooo!) watch a scary movie! I love scary movies, but no one will ever watch them with me. I don't think it makes me sadistic, but oh well! Think what you may while I have fun! HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

I've been tagged!

2008-10-13T14:57:00.002-06:00

This is fun! I got tagged from mi amiga, Kim. Um, her blog is amazing, by the way! I think you should all go check it out! Here's what I have to do - I get to tell you all 7 random or weird facts about myself. This should be very interesting, so stay tuned until the end!

One Random Fact:

I think bad breath is repulsive! I try all the time to make sure my breath is minty fresh because I would hate to think people would get the same feeling I get when I get breathed on! *shudder* I think taking care of one's mouth is extremely important.

One Weird Fact:

Ok. I admit it. I sleep with my cat. She just stays in my room all night and always finds herself by the foot of my bed. I like it - it's almost like she's my security blanket. I actually feel better when she is with me then when she is not. Mi casa es su casa.

One Random Fact:

I am a music Nazi. Right now I get the opportunity to serve as the chorister in my church. I lead the music every Sunday, and every Sunday the congregation is off beat by at least one beat, if not worse. I don't understand it - guys? The music has not changed since the last time we sang this song. Only thing is - I'm not the perfect chorister, so I shouldn't get annoyed. Yikes!

One Weird Fact:

My eye twitches. I haven't quite nailed down what causes my twitch, but I'm thinking it's when I'm stressed or tired. Honestly - at this moment it is twitching! I remember when I first started the music program at ISU and felt way out of my league, my eye twitched the entire semester! It was incredibly annoying. Every day it would twitch.

One Random Fact:

I am a people pleaser! It's true! I've been thinking about this lately, and I don't think it's a good thing! If someone asked me if I liked sports, I would say "Sure do!" The truth is - I could care less! Sure, I can watch sports and I even get excited and start talking to the TV! But that doesn't mean I know what a 1st down is or a 2nd down or a 3 on 2 block or even if I said that right! I dunno!

One Weird Fact:

Skin grosses me out! EW! One time I got a sunburn on my arms and my pores got so big because they were trying to let the heat out! I'm not kidding when I say that is my worse nightmare! It makes me want to throw up when I see weird skin deformities - which is just awful because people can't help it! I don't know what my problem is! :(

One Random Fact:

Natalie comes home in 64 days! My cousin, Nat, is serving a mission in Bintulu, Malaysia and she comes home December 17! I cannot even tell you how excited I am! She is only 2 months older than me, and she is one of my best friends. 64 days and counting!

Ok, so that was honestly one of the hardest things I've ever done! Alright - not really, but it's not easy! Now here are the rules:

Now I get to tag YOU!

Ben - My brother who always has something interesting to say and just knows how to put things into words! I think you would all be impressed.
Brandon and Cassandra - My brother and sis-in-law. I don't think they blog as often as they should and, knowing them, it's because they don't think anything interesting happens in their life! Well, here ya go!
Dad - I think it would be interesting to see what he has to say!
Courtney - My cousin who has the cutest blogs and the cutest kids! You should all check it out!
Jami - My hilarious cousin! I love visiting her blog about her adorable family - just lots of fun!
Brooke - My cousin - Jami's sister - who always has something funny to say! Plus, an adorable puppy! You better do it!

Oh my gosh! I don't have anyone else I can tag! Wow - I am a loser. :) Well, here's to hopes that everyone else just does it, eh? ROCK ON!

Broadway

2008-10-07T23:48:00.002-06:00

I'm surfing through blogs, looking at certain titles. I like to look and think, because I believe you can tell a lot about a person by the name of their blog! (Oh no! Does that mean my life has been taken over by this obsession? I hope not...) I surf back to my blog and think, "Hmm. I wonder what people wonder about me when they see the name of MY blog!" So here's my story.

As you have read, I am a housekeeper! Well, that leaves a lot of time to think on one's hands. For me, thinking gets me in trouble. I think of all the things I should do better and all the things I have been doing wrong and all the things that drive me CRAZY! Which, in a way, are very productive thoughts. But I become so exhausted! So my easy fix? I throw in my iPod and dance to the music. Well, I actually don't dance, but I sing. At the top of my lungs. And YES, I have run into guests before. It's kind of funny to see their faces and just wonder what they're thinking! They're embarrassed because they think I'M embarrassed, and that makes it funnier because I'm so used to people running into me singing that it doesn't phase me anymore! I think what tops off everything is the fact that sure, I have Rihanna, Taylor Swift, Carrie Underwood, and P!nk on there, but that's not what I usually listen to. My guilty pleasure? SHOW TUNES! I love, beyond a shadow of a doubt, to listen/sing to musicals such as The Phantom of the Opera, Hairspray, Jekyll and Hyde, and my personal fave is Les Miserables.

So there you have it. I love broadway, musicals, show tunes, you name it. If they sing, I probably love it. My favorite movie of all times is Singing in the Rain. Mark my words - someday I WILL play Lena Lamont. It's my lot in life. I will never forget when I got to go see my aunt and uncle star in this wonderful play! My uncle splashed water on us specifically as he "sang in the rain!" Time of my life...

Economy 101

2008-10-01T23:47:00.002-06:00

I'm sure by now we all realize there is an economic scare on the horizon! We are near the brink of another stock market failure, but we'll see how the $700 billion buy-out plan works out. I personally see it as a temporary fix that will cost us a lot of money, but we'll see. CNBC forsees 2009 to be a rough year. Yikes! I wonder what they mean by "rough."

Meanwhile, Warren Buffet, this bazillionaire, has invested 3 billion dollars towards GE's stock fund. He sees it as a great investment, for he believes in GE and believes they will come around and in the long run, he will be profiting off his investment. Smart man. He's not the only one so far who has stepped in to make such an investment! So far, I can think of at least 2 or 3 others who have jumped on that bandwagon as well. If I had a bazillion dollars, I think I would invest some change too.

What I don't understand is there are MANY people with a bazillion dollars! Ok, I would hope by now you would realize that I don't really mean they have a bazillion dollars; only that they're rich. So... why don't they seize the opportunity and help out the economy as well? I mean, there are superstars making $12 million dollars for every blasted show they put on. There are rich CEO's and whatnot who really have nothing else to do with their money. I dunno. I almost see it as their patriotic duty to help out the economy. I see it as a win-win situation. Invest while it's cheap, watch America get back on their feet, and see the growth in your own stock buy-ins. I'm just sayin.

I'm so excited!

2008-10-01T23:44:00.003-06:00

There's an event that happens only twice a year and consumes my whole weekend. Any guesses? Cuz it's a toughy! It's CONFERENCE WEEKEND! I cannot even tell you how excited I am. I get to listen to my favorite speakers and learn something new, and in between conferences I go shopping! On Saturday, that is. I take the weekend off for a little R&R, sleep in till right before conference, and soak it all up! On Sundays we go to my Grandma's house where she treats us to her famous eggs benedict and we eat till we're stuffed! Oh my gosh I'm so excited!!

Housekeeping?

2008-09-25T14:21:00.002-06:00

Ok everybody. Listen up. Hear ye hear ye. I have some words to say of the utmost importance.

As many know, I am a housekeeper. As is expected, I do the worst work for the worst pay in the entire hotel. I know, I know. The front desk people are the "smiles." Supposedly, they're what make the guests' entire stay memorable.

Wrong! How would you like to stay in a hotel where the linens haven't been changed in weeks and there's hairs all over, the towels have all been used, and the tub has a nice grey ring around it? What about a carpet you can eat off of (and I mean because of all the leftover food), the toilet with pee stains, and greasy fingerprints all over the room? I didn't see any hands. Who do you think cleans all that nastiness? That's right. Not the "smiles."

Now my reason for writing this blog is NOT by any means to disrespect anyone who would be considered the "smiles." They have a rough job, too. When anything goes wrong, who gets to hear it from the phone calls? No, the reason I write is for the "guests."

Alright. I know you pay for your room. But does that really give you the right to leave your snot rags all over the room? I mean, I'm seeing real live boogers from people who haven't learned that the round cylinder is meant to be their garbage can. Oh, but it gets better. Do you really, really need to spit that loogie out into the sink, or on the tub, or on the floor? No. If it's really that difficult to keep that disgusting mucus in, then find the toilet. Don't just find it, however. FLUSH IT! Toilets are an amazing invention. To get rid of waste products, a simple flick of the handle will fix a lot of problems. Your room won't stink. It won't be harder to clean later. And, now this is a biggie, your housekeeper will be happy.

Let's keep going with this. For all of you who chew tobacco: Whatever you want to do is your own prerogative. Ruin your health, but don't ruin mine by leaving a cup full of your disgusting SPIT by your bedside! How hard would it be to empty it into the toilet or something? (And then flush it, of course.) What? A little to disgusting for you? How do you think I FEEL? It honestly makes my stomach curdle when I see that.

Oh, and another thing. During your stay, must you see how much you can destroy? Is it a game or something people like to play, and I live a sheltered life and don't get to know? If you're there for more than one night and there's only one of you, must you use every towel in the room? Seriously? There are 4 body towels, 4 hand towels, and 2 washcloths. On average. Does one person seriously need them all?

Last one, I promise. I love children. They're amazing beings! Learning to grow up in society can be hard. But it's a lot easier with parents who help their children! Sure, let kids be kids. BUT teach them respect! When you're staying in a hotel with children, they need to realize that they are in a public place and should not be allowed to write all over walls, tables, linens, mirrors, etc. They should not be smooshing muffins in their little fists or throwing Cheetos on every square inch of the floor because it's so much fun! Now I understand accidents happen. Sweet! But parents: help a sista out!

Why should you be courteous? I don't know. Because we housekeepers have to do our job the same no matter how trashed a room becomes. Maybe for a little self-respect? Just throwing that out there. Maybe because a happy housekeeper means happy guests? I know through experience I will go out of my way to make a kind, respectful guest comfortable than one who could care less. I'll just do what I HAVE to for them.

The perfect room? Sure, I've had lots and lots of those! These people only use the necessary, they throw their trash away, and they flush their own toilets! Oh, and the best thing about the perfect rooms? The guests leave a tip! Now, I'm just saying - tips are amazing. We are definitely underpaid housekeepers. On average, in Pocatello at least, it's two bucks a day. Oh, and leave it in your room. If you decide to add it to your credit card bill, and you intend it for the housekeeping department, we won't see it. Just sayin'. You know what's strange? I usually find a tip in clean rooms rather than messy rooms. Isn't that a little ironic?

I know I don't HAVE to be a housekeeper. But I like the job - most days! Believe it or not, most guests are truly respectful. But even one or two rooms a day add up. Besides, this job keeps me active and moving around. Now that's something worth keeping a job over! Anyway, thanks for listening. It feels good to get this off my chest. Feel free to take all the advice you can from this blog and use it the next time you stay at a hotel.

I Need Friends!

2008-09-22T13:56:00.003-06:00

Hey all. So I've decided I need to broaden my horizons a bit. Do any of you know someone I might know who has a blog? I have an all of six people I think who even know my blog exists! And I want more to read and more to write to. I really appreciate those of you who comment on my blog though! (Kim & Jami!) We all love comments, eh! So refer people to my blog, give me advice to make mine better, and refer ME to people's blogs!!!! Thanks!! :)

I lOvE DisNeY!!

2008-09-20T16:25:00.007-06:00

In Spring of '07 I had the AMAZING opportunity to work as a College Program Intern (CP) in Walt Disney World! Yup - I lived in Florida!! I was a parade worker and a Fantasmic usher/mic person/anything! I was able to meet and greet with many people from all around the world! It was an awesome experience and I thought you might enjoy (some) of my pictures! I miss it...

OH BOY!

   My Ash and I with Mater!
   Cinderella's castle at night... :)
   My girls and I on our first night to the parks!
   Free pancake night at IHOP!
   I was a wheelchair walker my last night! My fave job!!

   This is the Pirate Princess party! What a blast!
   Me with the ladies...
   Graduation with the Boss!
   My Birthday!! Character breakfast all the way, baby!

You get what you deserve

2008-09-11T14:33:00.002-06:00

I was watching 8 Simple Rules for Dating My Teenage Daughter and, as most know, the father, played by John Ritter, has a heart attack and dies. Seriously a heart-wrenching episode, I found myself tearing up a few times! But the reason I write about this is something was said in this episode that gave me an epiphany moment. The wife is talking to her father, and she says, "We don't deserve this," meaning they didn't deserve to have their husband/father taken from them at such a young age because they are good people. Her wise father replied with, "That's because we live under the impression that we get what we deserve."

How true that is! I couldn't believe how it struck me. When something bad happens, how many times do we tend to think, "I don't deserve this!" Odds are, too many. The opposite is also true - something good happens and we think we don't deserve it. This isn't how the Lord intends us to view life. Things just happen. Bad things, trials, tribulations, despair happens. It's not because we do or do not deserve it. It's because someday we will want to have a clear conscience when we sit at that table with the Lord, and many other wonderful people, (Abraham, Isaac, etc.) who have gone before us, and know that we were faithful and did all we could and we deserve to sit at that table with them. The Lord knows why, and unfortunately, it could be a long time until we realize why but someday we will know. Now, I do believe that when good things happen, they are indeed blessings. But sometimes good things happen to people who we wouldn't think deserve it. I don't know why - is this making any sense? Hmm. Maybe I should stop there...

Charity

2008-08-14T16:57:00.004-06:00

Hey everyone! I don't have a whole lot of time, but I just wanted to throw out some thoughts and get some feedback. We can attribute the topic of this blog to my brother, Brandon. : )

I was talking to my brother the other night and he said something that has sent my world a whirl. Now, these aren't his words exactly but close to it!

"We don't need to point out other peoples' faults. They know what their faults are and are hard enough on themselves about them. They don't need us to tell them or remind them."

So of course I take a step back and think about how often I criticize others and I found out I do it A LOT! Holy cow. Not only that, but since I've been thinking about it, I'm still doing it! Don't you think I would've stopped or done it less? I would expect that. Then I realized that just THINKING about something doesn't automatically change you or your thoughts. ACTING on something does that.

Here's my challenge: If you see someone doing something or saying something that you think is stupid, just let it be. I mean, other than the extremes. It just makes sense, huh? If we see someone spending money they shouldn't spend, don't say "Should you really be doing that?" Because odds are, they're already thinking that! Or if they already spent it they're thinking, "Why did I do that? That was so stupid." Or if they say something they shouldn't have, don't embarrass them in front of people by telling them that was unnecessary. They probably already know that and are immediately regretting saying it. Good luck!

Now if I could only listen to myself...

My Wish

2008-07-20T16:44:00.005-06:00

I went to the Batman premiere of Dark Knight on Thursday, well Friday. There is a part in the movie that really touched me. Let me set the stage - and I hope this doesn't ruin anything for anyone who likes to be surprised: There is an evacuation of Gotham City, and the only way out is on ferries. There are two ferries: one of law-abiding citizens and one of criminals. The Joker, being the conniving mastermind he is, has placed explosives, along with a gift-wrapped package, onto each ferry. As the captains of each ferry open the package, they reveal that the Joker has placed the detonator to the explosives in the hands of the ferry passengers. The catch? The detonator they hold will explode the other ferry. The Joker makes a deal with them: either one of the ferries takes matter into their own hands and explodes the other ferry, or the Joker will explode them both. Their deadline is midnight. The citizens on the one ferry argue with the captain that they should press the button for they have lived honest lives and the passengers on the other ferry have committed crimes already. Of course, the prisoners on the other ferry don't want to die either, so they try to argue their point to their captain. Neither captain is willing to push the button, for obvious reasons. The time draws nearer to midnight, and a citizen makes the point that they are still alive, so that must mean the prisoners aren't going to press the button. As the seconds draw closer and closer, a hard-core prisoner stands and says to the captain, "I know why you haven't pressed the button. You don't want blood on your hands. Give it to me." While this is happening, a citizen on the other ferry stands and says, "Fine. If no one will do it, I will." The prisoner on the other ferry holds out his hand and says, "I will do what should have been done a long time ago." He takes a hold of the detonator, and throws it out the window. The prisoner has done the right thing. However, on the other ferry, the citizen is handed the detonator. Will he do it? Will he take the lives of prisoners who have chosen to save them? No. He carefully sets the detonator back into the box from whence it came.

Another story. Last night I was watching Apollo 13 with my dad. It was down to the last moments when Space Control was waiting to see if the pod the astronauts were in made it back to Earth. Space Control is filled with hundreds of people; all over the nation people are glued to their television sets, awaiting word. After hope is gone, the pod comes into view! They made it! All over the nation, celebrations occur! It's a miracle!

My point to referencing these two movies? I believe there is good in everyone. We look at this world and how it seems to becoming more and more evil and difficult to maintain high standards. I'm not saying this isn't true, but look at what people can do! There are wonderful and glorious people all around. In the Batman movie, the prisoners were the first to choose not to kill the citizens. In Apollo 13, men worked for hours to get the astronauts home. When the astronauts made it, tears were shed. People are amazing! May we all look within ourselves and others to find our true potential is my wish!

Amateur

2008-07-19T21:21:00.001-06:00

I am completely new to this side of the blogging world! I have been taken for a ride - of course, with me starting a blog, I am officially grown up. I've always considered people who blog on their own page (rather than myspace or facebook) were so creative and mature and simply incredible! I have admired from afar, and now I have taken that step! You know, they say the first step is the hardest. : ) I have a lot to live up to when it comes to my fellow bloggers, but I'm up for the challenge! I work as a housekeeper and often have random thoughts enter my mind, which I then choose to dwell upon. Sometimes they're questions, but mostly it's a life-reflection. I am completely candid and say everything I wish to say, so hold on tight! Not saying that I will dazzle any of you, but hopefully I will be able to strike your insights with life's questions or life's simple pleasures/tender mercies!