4.27.2010

August 6th 2009

It's been almost 9 months since my accident. My back is still aching constantly and I have yet to lose the weight I have gained from not being able to do any of my normal activities. Most days I want to cry when I look in the mirror, I hate looking at myself and seeing how much heavier I am now than I was before. I know most people don't see it, at least that's what they say, but I feel it. I hate eating because I can't help but feel twice as bad as normal when I eat.
I am happy that I can walk though. I try to remember to count my blessings that have come from this accident but it's hard, really hard. Here are some of the pics taken right before and after.
















Bet you didn't know it was a bull riding accident.


"...of whom shall I be afraid?"

Dark clouds drift into my soul; a storm is brewing. A war is raging, dark vs. light. The light disappears as it is replaced by darkness. I can no longer breathe or see spiritually. I attempt to cry for help, but the darkness feels like chains binding me tightly. I did not ask for this, I do not want this. My desire is for light to reside within me, yet it seems like the darkness continually prevails. I am afraid. Afraid that I will not be able to overcome this evil, this villainous poison that dares to overtake my being. I want to scream, to do something, anything, to make it go away. Does anyone really understand? I imagine so, the darkness is a representation of many things, different for everyone. But does anyone understand my darkness? Maybe not a mortal being, but my Savior, Jesus Christ, does. He knows and feels my pain, and I can find comfort through Him in anything.

Elder Holland said, "Every one of us has times when we need to know things will get better. Moroni spoke of it in the Book of Mormon as “hope for a better world.” For emotional health and spiritual stamina, everyone needs to be able to look forward to some respite, to something pleasant and renewing and hopeful, whether that blessing be near at hand or still some distance ahead. It is enough just to know we can get there, that however measured or far away, there is the promise of “good things to come.” My declaration is that this is precisely what the gospel of Jesus Christ offers us, especially in times of need. There is help. There is happiness. There really is light at the end of the tunnel. It is the Light of the World, the Bright and Morning Star, the “light that is endless, that can never be darkened.” It is the very Son of God Himself. In loving praise far beyond Romeo’s reach, we say, “What light through yonder window breaks?” It is the return of hope, and Jesus is the Sun. To any who may be struggling to see that light and find that hope, I say: Hold on. Keep trying. God loves you. Things will improve. Christ comes to you in His “more excellent ministry” with a future of “better promises.” He is your “high priest of good things to come.”
These words are words of comfort. Please feel free to read his whole talk here.

"The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?" Psalms 27:1

4.22.2010

Earth day


Last night after the rain had subsided, I went for a casual stroll and shot some photos that I think are rather beautiful.







































































































Happy Earth Day!

4.21.2010

4.20.2010

Loving Sloppy Joes and Childrens Games

I've never really been a fan a sloppy joes. Honestly, I think they are disgusting. But last night I ate one simply because there was nothing else to eat. That first bite brought back a rushing flood of memories and all of a sudden it didn't matter that I was eating a disgusting sloppy joe.
I remember Grandpa used to butter my bun or roll and grill it to give the bread more flavor to cut out some of the sloppy joe flavor. I actually really like sloppy joes this way. Grandpa always concocted things that seemed strange at first, but then I would end up loving them. Another example includes cream cheese spread on graham crackers, this snack I fell in love with instantly, and what I associated with it, discussions of important matters (like the mean boys at recess, and why the water fountain made them more dumb, and who I thought should be the next president, and why yo-yo's and jacks were stupid fads that would fade quickly as my generation moved onto jr high, etc...) while eating this delicious snack with Grandpa.
That single bite of a horrible sloppy joe made me look back and realize that Grandpa was my best friend growing up. He pulled my loose teeth when I couldn't stand doing it myself, he and I were always the last at the dinner table conversing about the latest elementary school gossip, he never fought with me, and he never ever forgot my birthday - he just gave me hugs or a shoulder to cry on when I needed that. Thank you, Grandpa.
As the night continued more childhood memories were brought to the front of my mind. Red Rover I believe is a common childrens game. I have yet to have an experience with Red Rover where someone did not want to cry. I commend Wesley, the sweet twelve-year-old son of my current Bishop, for having the tenacity to play with a bunch of college students. He wasn't in the game long, but he was a strong player. I felt my heart slightly twinge when I saw the tears well up in his eyes. Those little boy tears that don't actually spill out, but that give the eye a glassier than normal look. I wanted to grab him in my arms and just hug him for being so strong, and for not being angry at the college student who could have easily snapped his arm in half. Wes walked away with his head held high and in that short moment I saw him turn from boy to man in the eyes of many who watched him turn down playing another round. I could tell his father was proud of him.
The night wore on with banana splits, jokes, music, and silly YouTube videos amongst my roommates and I. We even started filming a music video (yes we are that ridiculous). We found ourselves agreeing to play capture the flag with other young adults from our ward. I believe the last time I played capture the flag as a night game was sometime while I was in jr high. I never was much of an avid night gamer anyway. I liked to keep to myself, I felt better that way. My body now regrets the exercise considering I'm not in the best shape (still working on that since my accident). However, I wouldn't trade any of last night for anything. Sometimes reverting to simpler things makes life seem so much better.

4.19.2010

Countdown :)

102 Days!

To My Handful of Followers

I have been MIA, and I'm sorry. Sometimes it's just so easy to get caught up in the chaos of life and forget to actually take the time to write something down.

My Grandpa was in a car accident last Thursday. He's okay, but it was a little scary. My Grandma was tripping out over it. I was slightly amused to see her so distressed. Everything is swell now, so no worries.

I also got some Simplicity dress patterns on Saturday. 5 for $5, what a steal! I saved over 75$, Thank you Hancock Fabrics.

How about that sunny yellow thing in the sky? Beautiful isn't it? Warm weather is making me smile and itch for finals to be done and over with. 10 school days and 3 finals (I promise I'm not counting down or anything).

Bridesmaids and Jr. Bridesmaids

I have yet to mention that when I get married I will have 6 sisters and 6 best friends as bridesmaids....oh boy (I mean girl). That is a lot of dresses to buy or make. We have decided to make them, but I am so excited for them.

For my bridesmaids (which include Lya, Michelle, Julie, Mary Ann, Brittany, and Talor) These are the dresses we will be making. I love this dress so much I'm even considering making one for myself. I like the flirty, summer feel and the pockets! I absolutely love pockets! The print of the fabric I get will even be similar to this print because yellow is one of my colors. I'm hoping I can find something with red and yellow print that will work, but one or the other will work as well.
For Kristen, Maya, and Noemi the dress we will be making looks like:

This is a dress that fits the style and shape of these three particular sisters. It's cute, versatile, and ready to be worn for any summer occasion. All three sisters will do a very nice job of looking stunningly gorgeous in this particular dress. I am hoping to find a good, durable, cotton with a yellow and red floral print of sorts for these dresses. I've browsed around for fabrics for all the dresses, but it seems I can't find exactly what I want. I will keep looking, and if anyone has any suggestions on places I might check I would be most grateful to hear them. 
My colors are a deep red (maybe a brick red almost maroon), deep yellow(like golden rod or almost even a yellow orange), and brown. 
For the three youngest girls; Emma, Josie, and Baby, we have chosen:

These three darling dresses will complete the summer look and feel I'm going for. (It helps that my wedding is taking place in the summer).
All of these patterns are by Simplicity. I bought them on Saturday for a steal! 5 for $5, saving me approximately $75. Yay me!

4.15.2010

True Love

I have been inspired to explain a little bit about what I believe on true love.

I do know that Tyler and I will be together forever, it is the best feeling in the world. I know there are people out there that think I'm too young to consider marriage. There are people who think that I'm making a mistake, or throwing my life away. However, I know it's right, with out a doubt. Just like I know God loves me, and Christ lives. For people who don't believe anything I am saying, I don't think I could explain it to you, even if you begged me to and I wanted to. I just don't think you would understand because your eyes are blinded and your heart is closed. I am so glad and happy for personal revelation in my life. I am so happy that God cares enough to tell me I am making the right decisions. Tyler is my one true love and I will be with him for time and all eternity. I am young, but I am not throwing my life away. I am just taking the next step that is right for me in my journey. For those who are thinking, "You can't know if you'll love him forever. Time changes people and love." I do know that I will love Tyler forever and I agree that time changes people and love. Tyler and I will both change and our love will change, but I know it will only grow stronger. We will change together and experience new things together. I look forward to the rest of my life and spending it with Tyler.

4.12.2010

Blogging Fiend, I Am

Okay....so I made another blog, haha. Check it out.
mediocrityisprohibited.blogspot.com.

Don't judge.

"Thou Shalt Love"

It's been a few days, hasn't it? I guess I haven't had anything stick out to blog about, but now that I look back I can pull out a few highlights.

Last Thursday my roommate, Mary Ann, dragged me (kicking and screaming) to the DI to do service. Don't get me wrong, I love to serve, but I don't like the DI...it smells...Ew. By the end of our volunteer work I was in a pretty good mood and extremely tired even if I hadn't been breathing normally for the hour and a half I was there. Mary Ann also bought Mountain Dew pajama pants that make both of us very happy. Hehe.

Friday Night...not a very good night to begin with, but it ended rather well. I hate PMSing, and Friday night was precisely that, full of PMS!!! I cried my eyes out over happy things, sad things, angry things....pretty much everything. I was also worrying about Ty, who hasn't been feeling well lately and that added to all my emotion. Worrying is one of the things I succeed at very well. I also started a second blog on Friday, the blog of Ty and Jessie, our adventures of engaged life and soon married life. combiningpercussivebeats.blogspot.com - check it out. Late Friday night Becky, Mary Ann, and I talked and watched I.Q. (awesome movie). I love these girls, some of my favorites on this planet.

 On Saturday we (Becky, Mary Ann, and I) participated in a pie fight. Guess who started it all? ME!!!! I totally pied Mary Ann in the face first and everybody was watching. It was an epic moment for me. It was nice feeling like I belonged doing crazy college things like this. The downside to all this was the feeling of the whip cream hardening in my hair and on my face. However, whip cream war paint made my skin surprisingly soft. When it came time to wash it all off, the heat from the water melted it and that was a very strange sensation. I've only been pied once before when I was in high school and I cleaned that up pretty quickly, so the hardening and the melting...all a very new experience.

Ty came up for a visit Saturday night. It was good. I think we both needed to see each other. While I was laying in bed trying to fall asleep, after shopping and hanging out for a bit with Ty and Mary Ann (we watched Just Like Heaven...another awesome movie), I was thinking and I think I was enlightened. The thought process went like so, "I know God is disappointed when we sin, but He sees the whole big picture. It seems that if God knows we will learn from our mistake/sin, he's not as disappointed. I can't go back and change anything I've done, and even if I had the opportunity to do so, I don't think I would take it because everything, all the trials and sins and mistakes, I've been through makes me who I am today and I'm okay with that. I like who I am. I am much stronger by going through all of that stuff and I know God likes who I am right now. I've put the atonement to work in my life and I'm happy." That's the basic gist of it. Sunday came along and in Sunday School we talked about the same thing. It made me feel really cool. The other cool thing that happened to me at church was feeling like I was on the same page/wave length as a member of my stake high council. He mentioned in Sunday School something about politics. He compared the story of Joseph in Egypt to modern day politics. He said something like, "We may not like everything our current politicians are doing, but we have to respect them because they are the leaders of our country. God wants to help them  and will give them revelation because they are leading this country. It's God's responsibility to judge them based on what they do with the revelation they receive and how they lead the country. After we have placed our vote, it's out of our hands, we are no longer in the position to judge." When the high councilman said this I could have stood up and started yelling "Hallelujah! Amen Brother!" On the inside I was doing that. I have never met anyone who felt the same way I do about how we treat our politicians. I don't always agree with them, but I respect them, and I love them because that's what God and Christ would want me to do. I can't stand when people complain about politics or get angry and upset about the policies being passed. That's unrighteous judging and that is a sin considered worse than whatever it is the other person (whether they are a politician or not) is doing. We are supposed to LOVE EVERYBODY! It's also a commandment to respect our "kings, presidents, rulers, and magistrates, in obeying, honoring, and sustaining the law." That's something we are supposed to believe, the 12th Article of Faith says so. Until the Prophet of the LDS church tells me that God has revealed the government can no longer be trusted, I will respect President Obama, and the other elected officials of our country and state. I will follow the laws and bills passed, and I will pray that they are able to make the best decisions possible. I may not agree with all those decisions, but they were elected to office and I trust that God won't let us go through anything we cannot handle. Whether we want to or not. I pray to be able to find that love and respect when I can't do it on my own.
I guess that's enough on my soap box topic.

108 days til I get married :)

The following are some of my favorite photographs I have taken.




Model: Lya Amber
Place: Vivian Park, Provo Canyon, Utah
Date: October 2009
















Model: Talor
Place: USU Campus, Logan, Utah
Date: March 2010















Model: Mary Ann
Place: USU Campus, Logan, Utah
Date: April 2010















Place: USU Campus, Logan, Utah
Date: March 2010
















Place: Bridal Veil Falls, Provo Canyon, Utah
Date: October 2009














Place: Provo Canyon, Utah
Date: October 2009




Model: Josie May
Place: Provo Canyon, Utah
Date: October 2009



Place: Canyon Road, Provo, Utah
Date: December 2009



Place: Logan Canyon, Logan, Utah
Date: April 2009

Some of my favorites :)
I will continue posting artistic things.

Creations


 Cards I made for people I love:




























4.10.2010

Flowers look pretty, smell nice, and make me frustrated.

I've decided that instead of picking specific flowers I will pick a bouquet I like and use the same flowers. I've narrowed it down to two bouquets:



Help me pick?

4.09.2010

"Anxiously Engaged"

Tyler proposed on January 1 of this year. What a way to kick off a new year and decade. I was kinda clueless about the whole thing. I knew he was planning on proposing I just didn't know when it was going to happen. We stayed up til midnight. Okay that's a lie, he stayed up til midnight, I fell asleep. Tyler told me that he was planning on starting off the new year right, so we spent the day together, it was a great day.

We started it by going up the canyon, which is where he originally had planned to propose. We took pictures, it was beautiful. I love taking pictures of nature during the winter. Of course, I started to get cold, I'm always cold. Once I got back in the truck I wouldn't get out, and so I ruined attempt 1 for Ty proposing.

Ty then asked if I was hungry. Of course I was and I wanted to go to Wendy's. I usually don't enjoy eating inside of fast food restaurants, Ty was hoping that would be the case, but for some reason I felt like eating inside. Ty wanted to just grab it and find a special place where he could propose. I just wanted to eat inside. So I ruined attempt 2. Thankfully Ty is smart enough to know not to propose inside of Wendy's.

Ty then spent the rest of the day doing whatever I wanted which included shopping and him making me delicious Pasta (which he does very well). Ty let me relax while he made a romantic dinner. He proposed to me at dinner. I may have been a little grumpy at first because my food wasn't on my plate at first, just the ring was. But once I realized what was going on I lost my appetite and just wanted to tell everyone. I don't really remember much of what he said, but I was happy. And he did an excellent job of picking out my ring by himself! I'm a lucky girl.

We are getting married soon and here is where I will tell you all my exciting plans as the day gets closer. And I will continue posting on married life once I get there. Keep following if you're interested.

I'M GETTING MARRIED!!!!! To an amazing guy!

"Anxiously Engaged"

Tyler proposed on January 1 of this year. What a way to kick off a new year and decade. I was kinda clueless about the whole thing. I knew he was planning on proposing I just didn't know when it was going to happen. We stayed up til midnight. Okay that's a lie, he stayed up til midnight, I fell asleep. Tyler told me that he was planning on starting off the new year right, so we spent the day together, it was a great day.

We started it by going up the canyon, which is where he originally had planned to propose. We took pictures, it was beautiful. I love taking pictures of nature during the winter. Of course, I started to get cold, I'm always cold. Once I got back in the truck I wouldn't get out, and so I ruined attempt 1 for Ty proposing.

Ty then asked if I was hungry. Of course I was and I wanted to go to Wendy's. I usually don't enjoy eating inside of fast food restaurants, Ty was hoping that would be the case, but for some reason I felt like eating inside. Ty wanted to just grab it and find a special place where he could propose. I just wanted to eat inside. So I ruined attempt 2. Thankfully Ty is smart enough to know not to propose inside of Wendy's.

Ty then spent the rest of the day doing whatever I wanted which included shopping and him making me delicious Pasta (which he does very well). Ty let me relax while he made a romantic dinner. He proposed to me at dinner. I may have been a little grumpy at first because my food wasn't on my plate at first, just the ring was. But once I realized what was going on I lost my appetite and just wanted to tell everyone. I don't really remember much of what he said, but I was happy. And he did an excellent job of picking out my ring by himself! I'm a lucky girl.

We are getting married soon and here is where I will tell you all my exciting plans as the day gets closer. And I will continue posting on married life once I get there. Keep following if you're interested.

I'M GETTING MARRIED!!!!! To an amazing guy!

4.07.2010

Books, Letters, Magazines, Lyrics, Poems...all AMAZING

*Book*
I recently finished A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. This is probably one of my favorite books. All of the characters are easy to relate to. The main character, Francie, is someone I can relate to rather well.  My circumstances were/are not like hers, but the way she thinks, the things she feels, I can see in myself. I highly recommend this book.

Some of my favorite quotes from this book:
"She sat in the hot sunshine watching the life on the street and guarding within herself, her own mystery of life."

"Old age isn't a tragedy. If he was the only old man in the world-yes. But he has other old men to keep him company. Old people are not unhappy. They don't long for the things we want. They just want to be warm and have soft food to eat and remember things with each other. Stop being so foolish. If there's one thing certain, it's that we all have to get old someday. So get used to the idea as quickly as you can."

"She was intensely religious and knew the life story of every Catholic saint. She believed in ghosts and fairies and all supernatural folk. She knew all about herbs and could brew you either a medicine or a charm...Back in the old country she had been honored for her wisdom and much sought after for advice. She was a blameless, sinless woman, yet she understood how it was with people who sinned. Inflexibly rigid in her own moral conduct, she condoned weakness in others. She revered God and loved Jesus, but she understood why people often turned away from these Two."

"She was bad. But she was good....she was good because wherever she was, there was life, good, tender, overwhelming, fun-loving, and strong-scented life."

"It's not better to die. Who wants to die? Everything struggles to live. Look at that tree growing up there out of that grating. It gets no sun, and water only when it rains. It's growing out of sour earth. And it's strong because it's hard struggle to live is making it strong. My children will be strong that way."

"Well, everybody's something. We all get a tag of some kind."

"All of us are what we have to be and everyone lives the kind of life that's in him to live."

"It was something that had been born into her and her only-the something different from anyone else in the two families. It was what God or whatever is His equivalent puts into each soul that is given life-the one different thing such as that which makes no two fingerprints on the face of the earth alike."

"She was a great lover and a great mother. She had so much of tenderness in her, so much of wanting to give of herself to whoever needed what she had, whether it was her money, her time, the clothes off her back, her pity, her understanding, her friendship or her companionship and love. She was mother to every thing that came her way. She loved men...women, and old people and especially children...She wanted to make everybody happy...Yes, she listened to everybody's troubles but no one listened to hers. But that was right because she was a giver and never a taker."

"Dear God, let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me bey gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry...have to much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere-be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is lost."

*Letter*
Also recently, I wrote a very difficult letter to someone who means a whole lot to me. I knew it was a letter I had to write and I pushed myself to do it. It was a very heartfelt letter. I meant every word of it. And today I received a response that I wasn't sure I was going to get. I thought that if I did get a response it would be negative and bitter, full of hate and anger. Contrary to what I had assumed, I received a beautiful letter filled with love. I am so grateful to this person for everything, and I am so grateful that we were able to end things on a lighter and happier note.

*Magazine*
For Christmas I purchased a subscription to Vogue magazine for my sister, Lya. She is finally receiving them in the mail! It's a relief because I was convinced that the subscription I got was a scam. Thankfully it turned out alright and now my sister is happily enjoying her crazy fashion magazine.

*Lyrics*
Some of my favorite lyrics today are:
"Don't laugh at me 
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In God's eyes we're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me"
These lyrics are really helping me keep my eyes open to loving everybody. I want to love everybody and serve as many people as I can. These lyrics help keep things in perspective for me.

*Poems*
Robert Frost is one of my very favorite people ever!

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
          -Robert Frost

4.06.2010

rainy days and mondays

What a beautiful rainy Monday in Logan, UT. I couldn't have asked for better weather. Of course later in the evening we got dumped upon - a whole bucket load and then some. Oh Snow please go away until November.

Well, I am amazed at how many gentlemen I came across today. I lost count at how many times a man held the door open for me. Chivalry is not lost! I am not amazed at the jerks though. They are far easier to come across than I would like to admit. I see gentleman as tender mercies in a stressful college day. It's nice to know that there are nice people in the world somewhere.

For my English class we are doing an Urban Legend Project. I'm thinking of doing La Chupacabra or La Llorona. But if anyone would like to share other favorite urban legends please do.

I am convinced everything happens for a reason and I am happy it does. Mary Ann and I definitely needed to be roommates - I know I say that everyday and I will continue to say it because it is true.

"Yo Quiero Taco Bell"
I personally am a big fan of the fast, cheap, Americanized Mexican food that comes from Taco Bell. However, there are many things that would keep people away from the greasy fast food coming out of this restaurant. Cleanliness and hygiene seem low on the priority list. Half the time I couldn't understand the employees. The atmosphere could be described as "trashy". The service wasn't too shabby, but I wouldn't describe it as exceptional. Service should be all about the customer. The most important thing to me going to a restaurant like Taco Bell is to get my food in a timely manner. I also expect sanitary measures to be taken seriously so that I and the other people going there won't get any food born illnesses. Why, oh why, Taco Bell in Logan, are you such a disappointment?
The overall cleanliness of the inside of Taco Bell was very poor. Everything looked dirty and stained. The floors were dirty. I saw pieces of food everywhere. Gross, shriveled, dried food on the tables, the floors, the counter tops, everywhere! The majority of the employees looked unkempt and had greasy hair. I could picture the brushing of their hair and it staying in place after doing so. The woman's bathroom was the worst. The toilet looked yellow and was filled with murky water. The trash was overflowing. The mirror was cracked like a broken heart. The soap dispenser was empty, and the sink only ran cold water; combined to remind me of a soul less bitter grandma. And the most disheartening thin I saw in the bathroom was no toilet paper! I could have cried. As a matter of fact, I almost did cry. In a sanitary type of situation, toilet paper is a girl's best friend. If the rest of the bathroom hadn't turned me away, the lack of toilet paper would have done the job very nicely. I was scared to touch everything; especially since I had no way of knowing how many and what kind of nasty, slimy germs were hanging out in that bathroom.
There was a lack of employees making sure the tables were clean and decent to sit at. My first impression wasn't good and with a closer look I just got more and more scared to touch anything at all in the restaurant. The feeling was just disgusting. It seem like the restaurant hadn't been cleaned in months. The employee at the cashier was slow and the line remained long while I was there. None of the other employees, nor the manager offered to help, even though the look on his face suggested pure hopelessness. To be a successful company, the employees need to be able to work together. Not just work together, but get along and see how and where to help out when needed. When it was my turn to order the employee at the register spoke softly and quickly so I couldn't understand him. He eventually slowed his speaking and talked a little louder when he saw my confused face. I could tell he had a speech impediment on top of a thick Hispanic accent. I finally barely understood what he was saying and placed my order. I was honestly annoyed at how slow this particular employee was. I do believe in giving a chance to those who may be slightly handicap or slower than the rest of us, but there is a point when a manager should take into consideration how they may be affecting the company.
Ultimately the idea of "fast food" is to get your food fast. I waited close to twenty minutes before my order number was called. My food was hot and had the flavor I love, so I have no complaints about the food. Although, I can complain about waiting twenty minutes. Usually when I go to get fast food it's so I don't have to make my own food or wait for it to be done. Fast food is the food that I can depend on to be ready for my starving, grumbling, cranky stomach. My stomach can say, "Hey. I'm hungry. Let's get food fast." That's when I think, "FAST FOOD!" I expect it to be fast. Waiting is not an option!
Even after all the waiting I was pleased to get my delicious Cheesy Gordita Crunch and Cheesy Fiesta Potatoes. The two best things fast food could offer to me. I'm all for the cheesiness and the crunchy found in the gordita. And potatoes are my favorite source of carbs. I almost forgot to mention that Taco Bell is the only restaurant that provides Mountain Dew Baja Blast, something wondrous that I am unable to find anywhere else(too bad I don't drink soda anymore). The hot greasy food satisfies the mad cravings of Taco Bell instantly. I sit back relieved that my stomach is no longer demanding any more nourishment.
The way to keep dim Americans dim is to use the stereotypical Mexican music and decorations to top off the dirty feel of the restaurant as a whole. What a good way to make Americans think Mexicans are dirty. The atmosphere screams "dirty Mexican restaurant." If the restaurant was cleaner and classier maybe I would feel differently, but as it is, all I see is dirt and all I hear is terrible mariachi music that probably wasn't even recorded by an authentic mariachi band. I don't feel at home in this restaurant (I guess that's not really the point, since it is fast food). This Americanized restaurant misrepresents Mexican culture. I hope there aren't any Americans who really think Taco Bell is authentic Mexican food. I think next time, I'll just go through the drive-thru to get my hot, greasy, FAST food.

4.05.2010

Happiness in the little things

Seeing my siblings get excited over hardly any Easter candy is something I truly love witnessing. For any holiday in the recent years my family hasn't had much. We have been very blessed and somehow it always works out. I always worry that my younger siblings won't understand why we don't have the same amount or more than the other people around us. But they are always happy with whatever it is they get. Even if it's just a vanilla candy bunny on Easter morning.

4.01.2010

April Fool's!

You've got to enjoy a good April Fool's prank, especially when God is the one pulling it. I've never really been good at this whole pranking thing, and when I'm pranked I usually don't take it very well. However, I'm totally loving this whole teasing thing that God is doing to us Logan citizens. We thought we were done with the snow. A whole bunch of us had started breaking out the chaco's and the shorts and t-shirts. The sun was shining and it was the warmest it's been in Logan for approximately 5-6 months. Now we have piles of snow everywhere, I can't help but laugh.