Happy list of the day...

Freaking great deals at Bath and Body Works.

Shopping for college.
Warmth.
Cute pants.
Campfires.
CTR.
New cereal to eat.
HARRYPOTTERR!!
Home made ice cream.
Tin foil dinners.
Wit/Sass.
Yummy sandwiches.
Scriptures.
Justin Bieber.
Piano.
Prayer.


And, to top it all off, here's a picture of something I find hilarious.


Does the little girl with pigtails not look EXACTLY LIKE ME?!

Optimism...

..Is something often neglected in today's world.
Sometimes, I feel like everything around me is put there to bring me down.
I think I forget that it's up to me to choose if I'm happy or not...
So I'm going to try something.
I'm going to blog every day about things that make me happy.
For today...

Helping people.
Italian food (even if it comes in a box).
Lifewater.
Music (Clean and happy :])
Sunshine.
Best friends.
Spongebob.
Eternal families.
Heavenly guidance.
The true church.
...It's already working :]

On top of this, I'm going to only listen to clean music and watch clean tv shows and movies. Yaayy! :]

Sanctuary...

I call it Warm River.
Warm River is a place I've been going with my family annually since... Well as long as I remember.
Warm River is the one place where, no matter what stage I'm at in life, where I'm living, or how old I am, I can go there and be at peace.
Of course, it's not the same without my cousins, aunts and uncles, and grandparents.
But hey...
Close enough. :]

Anyways. This was my weekend. We went to the family reunion for the other side of the family. With it being the second year in a row of coming with this side, it's fun cause I'm starting to collect a whole new group of memories :]

I love my family.

My dad is...

Strong.
Brave.
Witty.
Talented.
Smart.
Happy.
Funny.
Cool.
Unshakable.
My mentor.
My example.
My best friend.


He has helped me to better understand life (and to better understand boys).
He has shown me that I deserve the absolute best.
He's taught me to always stand up for what I believe in, even if I end up sticking out of the crowd.
He's given me the respect that a peasant would give a princess (when I deserved it).
He's helped me to know that I am a Daughter of God.
He has helped me understand Gospel Principles.
He stayed up with me countless of hours helping me with math through school...
Oh. And taught me the basics of Trig in the fifth grade.
He introduced me to Seinfeld, Austin Powers, Jim Carrey, Mike Meyers, ACDC, Metallica, Ace Ventura, and all the other good stuff that makes my world go 'round.
Needless to say, he's the ULLLLtimate daad. :]

It's going to be hard going away to college, and when some dumb boy breaks my heart or my friends are jerks I won't have your shoulder to cry on. But that's why you raised me as strong as I am, because I know I can overcome the challenges I'll face like that... But I'll probably still call. :] Thanks Dad. I love you.

And Mom, don't feel left out cause you've got one COMIN.

Excitement with a hint of bad news...ish.

This is my excitement.
I'm verrrry proud of these pictures :] I loveeee taking pictures. And I kinda feel like I need to progress, like I'm doing the same things over and over and over... But I don't know how?

Anyways.
For the bad news...
My job has asked that I switch clients :[
I'm very sad.
We were goobers!
I put Hannah Montana on my phone and we'd sit and rock out to it while we were working on her objectives.
We'd make faces at each other... Constantly.
Jump over puddles.
Jump IN puddles.
Go swimming.
Play spies.
Play motorboat in the pool.
Watch signing time.
She'd kick my trash at UNO.
Most the time, I didn't even try to lose.
Play frisbee.
Weave through random construction cones in parking lots.
Paint each others nails.
Color each other pictures.
Quote movies such as Tangled. Meet the Robinsons. Nemo. Toy Story. Tarzan.
She'd sing the "Flower gleam and glow" song whenever she'd brush her hair...
And much much more...

To be fair, it very much is time.
I've been working with her for nineish months.
My client and I are like sisters, in that we love each other to death and we work really well together, but we also get sick of each other.
Quickly.
And then we don't work so well together.
So I guess that's where the "ish" part comes in...
Anyways.. Starting Monday it's a whole new page.
Wish me luck...

Giddy. :]

And this is why.
This is Jon Schmidt.
He is one of the best piano players I've ever seen.
I've looked up to him for many years.

Anyways.
He came for a concert tonight!!
And after it was finished, I was able to take the above picture with him and have him sign my ticket.
Pretty much awesome :]
One of my favorite songs he played was a song called Michael meets Mozart. It consists of two Michael Jackson songs and a song composed by Mozart.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rR94NDIfGmA

Watch it.
Listen to it.
And prepare to be amazed.

For some reason...

The word "Country" has been really appealing to me lately.


Especially the musical aspect of it.
Don't ask me why.
Cause I'm gonna tell you.
I think it all kinda started when I was listening to the radio.
It was a Sunday.
And the normal Sunday station was advertising.
Which I just don't have patience for...
Anyways. So I was like "Well... Country music isn't that bad, and I can tolerate it for three minutes while I drive to church. Right?"
So I did.
And I kinda liked it.
So the next day I was flipping around all the normal stations. Came across a Ke(dollarsign)ha song and realized something...
I WAS LISTENING TO EXTREMELY DIRTY SONGS!
And country is usually not that dirty...
Anyways. I've been cursing the name of country music for years.
And I feel kinda dumb cause one day I just decided "I like country music. Cool."

But that's not the bad part.

I'm starting to say "Y'all" without even realizing it...