charity never faileth.

so, the weekend assignment for MCOM was to find someone more stressed than I am and help them out. this is a really awesome assignment, but there are two problems.

1. i am not that stressed out. don't worry, i am taking 18.5 credits and working and have a normal life, so there are DEFINITELY some stressors being thrown at me. but i've just decided that life is great and school isn't the most important thing. i have no doubt that i'm gonna graduate and...well frankly, C's get degrees. not that i'm aiming for C's, but the world won't end if i get a few.

2. I DON'T TALK TO ANYONE BUT MY HUSBAND. it's not that i'm one of those newly weds who is obsessed and can't live 5 minutes without a slimy wet one--no, no. i have a few friends like that and let me tell you, it's repulsive. i've just come to the realization that i don't actually think anyone else is as cool or funny or gets me like adam does, so i don't go out of my way to hang out with anyone else. plus, i'm busy.

HOWEVER, i still want to do this assignment because i have a few lofty personal christmas goals this year. things like 'feel charitable towards all God's children', 'put Christ as my priority', and 'fight poverty of the soul'. you know, all those things that get you eternal salvation, and such.


so this is my plan for the weekend assignment: tomorrow, after i go to the grocery store, i will be making treats and writing heartfelt notes to ladies in my ward who need a little lovin'.

side note: this is my fridge. there are 12 items here. one of them is a jar of jalapenos. good thing the in-laws live close.

152 insights into my SOUL...

all i want for Christmas is world peace and an awesome imagination. neither of which are even remotely in my grasp.

guess I'll have to settle for one of these bad boys.

ILFT

if there's one thing you should know about me, it's that i love free things. seriously, i'm that girl who will stand in line for hours to get a free sandwich JUST BECAUSE it's free. it gives me such a thrill!!!!!

most likely this stems from my childhood. i had to pay for almost everything that wasn't necessary to my survival since i was like 14. i appreciate my parents for instilling in me a love for saving and for teaching me the value of a dollar...however it wasn't until college that i realized what a monster i'd become. it also doesn't help that my BFFL growing up was the infamous bethany ogletree, the greatest moocher known to mankind (except for my brother, dustin). seriously, we would spend hours walking around, trying to get free stuff--conning boys (JOSH ERICKSON) into buying us things and seeing how much fun we could have on a friday night with only $3.

the bottom line is, i have a problem. last night, adam and i went to macaroni grill (ironic that i married such a spender. #mfeo) and discovered that they were lighting up the Shops at Riverwoods! FUN! a little elf gave me a golden ornament (boo yah) and told me if i waited around in the freezing cold for an hour, i might win a prize.

of course we stayed. poor adam.

and it paid off because look what i won! woot!

so the moral of the story is:

i accept donations.

for time and all eternity

will this count for last week's blog? hopefully? cuz i definitely forgot. and the REASON i forgot is because i was all wrapped up in this:

for rills tho, it was the most magical day of my life, besides my own wedding. which is a DANG GOOD THING because i poured so many hours and prayers into it the week before. i don't even know how to describe the joy i felt all day, or how magically beautiful the reception was! leave it to Grace to pull off the most fabulously vintage wedding of the year.

in other news, Adam went to Chicago for his final round interview with Sears and the verdict is....drumroll please....

WE GOT AN OFFER! BOO YAH!

this is sooooooooooooo exciting, it's the perfect job for him, i love Chicago...not to mention it pays really well ;) we are ecstatic. good thing we got it, because we might have some slit wrists on our hands otherwise...we've been planning like he already got an offer for a few months now. haha!! i always jump the gun.

all my procrastination because of exhaustion and wedding planning will bite me in the butt this week. i didn't get anything done this weekend. lets just say wedding+Castle+NZ reunion+THE alex ingersoll+contagion+too much food and not enough sleep=FUN but UNPRODUCTIVE weekend.

oh well! such is college. as the country song goes...i can sleep when i'm dead :)

this is SOOOOOOO good.

The essence of all religions is love, compassion, and tolerance. Kindness is my true religion. The clear proof of a person’s love of God is if that person genuinely shows love to fellow human beings.

~Dalai Lama

LOVE THIS.

fall.

despite my best efforts, it is apparent to me that fall and i were not meant to be together. here's why:

1. i can't pretend to like the cold. why would anyone want to wear multiple layers of clothing but still have a freezing nose? why would anyone want to wear anything but a swimsuit is what i'm really wondering.

2. fall=crafts, which i hate.

3. fall=cooking yummy soups, pumpkin things, cookies, etc. i have tried all these in the last week. all have failed miserably.

4. fall makes me want to throw parties, which i am, but i don't really know what i'm doing. so far my halloween party has turned into a fall party with random mismatched foods and costumes. HAHA!!!!! i'll be sure to take pictures.

i think arizona is calling my name after graduation. the midwest is great, but i'm a summer girl!

BUY YOU A DRAAANK

ok, ok. bad song reference. my apologies.

my weekend assignment for MCOM was to buy someone a coke (or something of equal or greater value) then blog about it. i put it off until Monday right before class. here's the story:

i was hanging out in the testing center, creepin' around the vending machines waiting for some unsuspecting student to buy a snack.

eventually, i walked up to a guy and said, "i'm supposed to buy you something for my advanced writing class. here's a dollar." haha! he tried to give me a dollar back, but i wouldn't accept it. then he could buy a POP TART instead of just some crackers. what a great day.

so...not really a cool story, but i felt warm and happy inside :)