Monday, February 28, 2011
I went to Starbucks because, you guessed it, it reminds me of Europe. The girl that was working says to me, "OMFG is your hair naturally curly?"
Wow. So many thoughts. First of all, when did we add an 'f' to that acronym? Secondly, are you texting me outloud? Are we doing that now? "LOL that's actually a FAQ. It is naturally curly, actually. Well GTG!" haha I mean really. It's not that I didn't appreciate her compliment, I did. That was very sweet of her and she really didn't have to say anything and yet she did. I more just found the acronym good that made me laugh. Maybe I'm 100% out of the loop but...I just didn't know we were getting so lazy that we can't just text acronyms, but we have started saying them out loud to each other too. Hilarious.
Another funny comment from the week. While walking through the parking lot on my way to the library, two football players were walking my direction and we were going to pass eachother. Well they asked how I was doing and I said, the reflex, "good. How are you?" Then they did some compliment paying..."I like your hair." That's nice to say right? "Thank you." I respond. He made it a lot less complimentary by his follow-up. "It's them curls. They really do something for me." Hmm....exiting stage right. haha How am I supposed to respond to that? Congratulations sir, you have just made me feel awkward and like I'm wandering around Europe late at night. haha Good times.
So I was talking to a friend in my major the other day and she said that there are so many sports players in all of our classes because our major is the easiest one on campus. Awkward. I had no idea it had that reputation. Now I kind of feel like a git for when I'm stressed out. haha Yipes, remind me to be less proud of my major when people ask me about it. It is, after all, the easiest one on campus. Just ask the kid in the parking lot who my hair does something for.
We went to a basketball game on Saturday. I don't know why but I can't take the text off underline. Judge me if you must, but just pay it no mind. The game was wonderful. My roommate is hard core and goes to all of the games hours beforehand. We were on the third row, right with all of the insane fans that yell ridiculous but mostly hilarious comments. After 2 years at BYU-Idaho where sports/school spirit is not really prevalent, I enjoy every second of basketball games. It is my favorite sport to watch and I'm so sad that was the last one of the season. Good thing we one eh?
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Some real life examples (I have no problem being a good bad example): Back in '08 I was stoked out of my mind about my killer plans to move back to Paris. It was exactly what I wanted. I had a job set up, place to stay, practically a perm-a-grin just thinking about it. Well, long story very short, I got my patriarchal blessing, did some praying, and got a very clear answer to serve a mission. Wow. Cue the tears. It was not what I had in mind. Not what I had planned. And yet in hindsight, I will forever be grateful that Heavenly Father told me to serve a mission rather than be entirely selfish and run off to France. I met people that I love with all my heart, love and understand the gospel so much more, learned a lot about service and hard work...the list goes on and on but the point is, His way was better than my killer plans.
Or (another good bad example) there was a bit in my mission when I had a rough time in a particular area. I prayed frequently expressing how it was wearing on me and my desire to be transferred. And transfer after transfer...I just kept on staying. I remember after receiving every transfer call that told me I was staying, I couldn't wait for my prayers that night because I really needed to talk to Him about it. haha It was not what I had planned you see. I'd had hopes, expectations and...they'd not gone the way I'd already decided they should.
So pretty much anytime you already have things "figured out", decided, an expectation, assumption of how things "should" be, etc. and those things don't work out...at least for me, I sometimes feel frustrated, confused, and wonder what it is Heavenly Father has in mind because...there has obviously been a miscommunication somewhere along the way right? haha The one thing that appears to always be consistent, is I look back on the experience grateful out of my mind that I didn't get what I wanted. Weird right? The thing that I'm bothered that I don't get, is something I'm later thanking God He didn't give me. My mission, changed my life. Staying in that area for 6 MONTHS, taught me lessons and strengthened me and my relationship with God in a way that never could have happened if I had gotten my way and been transferred. So here comes the parable:
I feel like life can be like heading into a restaurant. We sit down, we get our menu (although we know exactly what we want) and we order. I tell the waiter, "I would love some right nice minestrone soup." Yup. It's my favorite. I know that I like it. It's what I want.
Well...I wait for a wee bit, soooo stoked about my soup because I've been thinking about it and how ridiculously delicious it's going to be and... the waiter comes out with this:
Monday, February 21, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
Aaandd one more of Old Main. After starring at it and taking many a picture, it almost started to look like a castle to me. I guess if I look hard enough I can find things that I loved about Europe all around me. Castles, random art objects, and a little color to my legs. Happy sunday indeed.
Friday, February 4, 2011
I was talking to her on the phone the other day. And she randomly brought up, as she has occasionally done in the past, the "future husband" topic. "Mallory, I just want you to know that I'm a little protective of you and I just think I'm gonna have a hard time thinking he's wonderful enough." Come on, who doesn't want their sister to be all darling and protective like that?
So for my own amusement I asked, "So....what's he gonna have to be like Kim?" haha This is going to be fun.
"Hmm...well, he's going to have to be really attractive." haha Oh I'm enjoying this game already. "And...he's going to have to worship you and just think you're the most wonderful thing in the world." haha Excellent. Zero complaints thus far. "Aaannndd...he should probably be righteous." We both busted up laughing because that's kind of a big deal, that last one there.
Ah yes, my sister's all kinds of wonderful and it's going to be an enjoyable day indeed when whoever this poor lad is gets to meet my funny sister. I'm going to laugh and hope she likes him. Those are some pretty high standards.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
So...because I got put on the committee, when it was time for the service fair, I had to be there. It was a day when all of the service clubs on campus met in the student center with a booth and told people about opportunities to serve and had them sign up if they wanted to join. So I spent a couple hour shift at this booth getting passers by excited about the idea of helping at elementary schools and nursing homes. ha Well at the service fair I was sporting this:
Super big, obviously fake. And yet, I think those things make it hilarious and therefore wear it on occasion. Well there were two girls that were signing up for our e-mailing list and they caught a glimpse of it. They gasped and asked in almost awed disbelief, "Is that your engagement ring?"
Consider me torn. Part of me smirked inside and, just because I wanted to see what they'd say, really wanted to tell them 'yes' with a straight face. Ah, the lies I want to tell sometimes just because I find life funny.
The other part (the part that won) gave a reflex laugh and said, "Oh no no. It's totally fake." I've worn it a couple of times since then and when I catch a glimpse of it during the day it usually makes me laugh a bit that someone honestly thought it was real, and represented "I belong to someone". Good times promoting nursing home literacy.
Miss Layne~ Sometimes we go to breakfast at Kneaders and have ourselves some french toast, good laughs, and lovely conversation about life post-mission and present in Utah. Every time I'm with her it reminds me of how much I adore her and the non-coincidental..ness with which we were put in the same MTC group. We spent PE time together in the MTC, served on the island at the same time, wrote throughout our missions (which I loved in every way), and never feel disappointed with our play time together. In fact, we even took a nice trip to Target in search of colored tights. They've been on my list of wardrobe items that I've wanted for a while. In Italy they have a store dedicated to the fashion wonder of tights. The store's called Calzedonia. It's like le Louvre of tights! colors, patterns, cuts, etc. We picked up some really cute plum colored ones. Now we just need to plan something wonderful to wear them to.