Girls are like Apples

It's 4:45 in the morning, I can't sleep. I could say so much but I don't want to offend anybody. I am really frustrated and I found this poem that puts into words exactly how I feel right now.


Girls are like
apples on trees. The best
ones are at the top of the tree.
The boys don't want to reach for
the good ones because they are afraid
of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they
just get the rotten apples from the ground
that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples
at the top think something is wrong with
them, when in reality, they're amazing.
They just have to wait for the right
boy to come along, the one
who's brave enough
to climb
all the way
to the top
of the tree.

The G String

So the other day I had a funny experience and I'd though I'd share it with my friends and fam for some good laughs.

First of all, let me describe my harp teacher to you so this story can make a little more sense. Sister Pack is around 65-70 years old and she is the ultimate Mormon mom/grandma. She is probably 5 foot nothing and has a cute little hunched back. Her hair is like a salt and pepper fro that just bounces around everywhere she goes. She wears the same thing everyday - Some color of tights with a homemade skirt that comes to her knees with a cardigan. She is a trained opera singer and is a music fanatic. She can do anything. She has had around 15+ children. . . haha just kidding, I think just 10. One of her neighbors once told me that when she had more and more children she would just build another wall in her house to make an extra room. All of her daughters play the harp and she is a self-taught harpist but not runs the whole harp program at BYU Idaho. She writes almost all of our music for our harp ensemble. She would never hurt a fly but she hates attention of any sort. She is so so humble and innocent.

Anyways so that is a little taste of who she is so this story can be even better.

So I have lesson with her every Monday at 9:20. This particular monday I was playing a song on the harp on campus and I reached down to play the lower G and we both realized at the same time that it wasn't there. It had broken and we didn't even notice. So she pulled out her strings and asked me, "Will you help me fix my G string?"

So without laughing, because I knew she wouldn't even know what a G string is, I accepted. But it didn't end there. After I helped fix the string, she kept thanking me for helping her "fix her G String". Keep in mind, that there are harp students coming in and out of the room to get to the other harps. So I'm sure they were all wondering what was going on. But I thought it was so funny because Sister Pack is so innocent and has no idea what she is even saying.

So now everytime I wear my G-string I think of Sister Pack. . . . jk I don't wear them!! Just G's.

I DID IT!!

This picture was the early morning start of a LONG day, but a monumental one at that. My costume was a "fire fairy". A costume that was easy because my mom had already made for my brother Danner before. Throughout the day I was called all kinds of things because when you look at my costume you don't think "fire fairy" right off. What even is a fire fairy? I have no idea. I was called a pumpkin, statue of liberty, fire, and the best of all "a helpful goblin." My awesome sister-in-laws decided to join me in the race. LaCol is a cute girl scout and Becca is a Rip-Roarin Referee! We had so much fun together.




13.1 miles - To tell you the truth, it was really hard!! Especially the last 3 miles!! My Ipod died, my legs were cramping, and I could feel a huge blister forming on my right foot. But I did it!! I finished in 2 hours and 11 minutes. It felt good to finish, then the aches and pains started setting in. But nothing was able to take away from that feeling of accomplishment after 8 weeks of training. I remember my first run was 3 miles and I was in such bad shape that I pulled my groin muscle after just 3 miles!!!

One of my bucket-list items I can now check off.

And I would run 5,000 miles!!!

In the last 8 weeks I have been training for a half Marathon. The time is finally here that I have been training for!! This Saturday in Provo at 9 AM I will run the Halloween Half starting above Sundance resort, going down the Provo canyon and into Provo.

I added up roughly how many miles I have run in the last 8 weeks and I have run AT LEAST 120 MILES!!! That is like running from Centerville to Provo and then back.

Do I feel like I have run that much? YES!! It was freakin hard but worth it. I really enjoyed running the back roads of Rexburg, seeing all the farming neighborhoods. It has given me a lot of time to think about what goals I want to achieve and the things I need to do better on.

I am so excited to run this saturday!! I'm sure I will be posting soon about this weekends' adventures!!

NACHOOOOOOOOOOO!

I watched Nacho Libre with some of my friends for the first time since my mission. That movie makes me laugh so hard. It is the kind of weird random humor that I love. Not to mention. . . they all have those Mexican accents that I love. But I made this cape out of a T-shirt and I reenacted this scene from the movie.

We were also trying to practice our Nacho smiles, do I look like I belong in the movie?

There's Too Many Kids in This Tub!

By Shel Silverstein

There's too many kids in this tub

There's too many elbows to scrub

I just washed a behind that I'm sure wasn't mine

There's too many kids in this tub.

We found this picture recently and it makes me think back on the days when everyone was at home in my family. Life was so exciting and filled with drama - a different kind of drama, like "Mom, Adam just took my seat!" or screaming when my brothers came near and before they even touched me because I knew they would hurt me soon. My sisters when they were at home were the ones that protected me. Those days were so fun, this bathtub were one of those fun moments. I loved growing up in between all my brothers. They have all become my best friends over the years. I hate to think of what my life would be like without even one of my siblings, they all play such a huge role in my life. I remember the day my mom said we had to graduate and start getting in the shower. Adam and I would hide under the little stand thing that the shampoo would sit on because it was scary. Ben and Luke would slide on their bums all over the place, such a thrill!!

Well hope you don't mind a little reminiscing of old times. Enjoy every moment. Live in the moment!!

Hiking Heaven

Early one morning my sister Katie and I decided to hike a trail above the Bountiful temple and watch the sunrise. It was a good hike and it was so great to have a good talk with Katie, who I consider to be one of my best friends. I love the outdoors and it always rejuvenates my spirits.

Can you see the top of the Bountiful temple?

A beautiful overlook of the whole valley