.

Guess, what we're doing this summer...

2012-02-16T10:38:00.000-08:00

One of the things I love best about Adam is that to him everything is possible. We found housing up there right on Capitol Hill and more excitingly, Adam just accepted an offer to be an intern for the Senate Majority Leader, Harry Reid. I have yet to figure out what I'm doing up there but in the meantime I would love a list of things to see, do and get excited for while we're up there.

Say Goodbye to the Dress

2012-01-16T18:51:00.000-08:00

Today I sold my dress (finally!) I didn't see any point in hanging on to it. Indeed I was surprised to find that people did. Not that I didn't care about it. I fell in love with it about a year before when my friend, Carley tried it on for her dress hunt. I was looking for something along those lines when I went out looking for my own wedding and ended up fitting nicely into that same dress. Coincidentally, it was also the dress Adam picked out of the magazine for me. The thing is, I try not to hang onto things that I can justify the memory through some other medium (ie. pictures), especially large things. I did keep my broach (see Christmas post.) I was a bit surprised to find a small twang in my heart seeing someone else wear it and then run out the door with it as if worried I'd change my mind (they got kinda a really good deal on it.) Paying in full and selling it after was my projected way of "splitting the costs" with another bride. Getting the dress I wanted for the price I wanted. Nonetheless the sale was similar to ripping off a large band-aid. I guess I'm not immune from being such a girl after all.

So long dress! Thank you for being so easy to deal with: no wrinkles, no alterations, and coming with that $50 off-coupon when I bought you. Go make some other girl's day awesome.

We Saved 75% or more by switching to Youtube!

2012-01-14T17:25:00.000-08:00

We just bought a "new" car to replace our Dodge. This time around we got a pretty sturdy little Honda Civic, powerless steering, and manual drive which we've come to find means that, less you have automated, the less there is to break. It has become our experiment car for all of the repairs which we do after watching Youtube tutorials.

A few weeks ago we replaced the Radiator (est. $300 act. $60) and this week we replaced the front rotors and brakes (est. $380 act. $65).

Adam did the right one, I did the left.

We borrowed the lift jack from my Uncle Gordon so I was able to give Adam the Payson tour and hang with some of the relatives.

Success! Total savings: ~$700.

Eleventy-One Years Later

2012-01-01T22:29:00.000-08:00

As the year comes to a close, it's tempting to look at all the changes that have happened over the last years. We have come to believe that the only thing consistent is change (except when dealing with vending machines.) My real amazement comes from our blatant consistency.

In a world of frequent and drastic change...

"A Childish Quarrel" 1896

"Charlie Bit My Finger" 2007

...Nothing is new.

Merry Christmas!

2012-01-01T22:11:00.000-08:00

First Married Christmas!

We got a very cute Charlie Brown 3ft tree a few days before Christmas with all the reject trees and covered it with all the sparkly stuff we had. The fun of presents have always been all about the wrapping and unwrapping. The actual gift part has never been very consequential...mostly because as a sibling, cousin, and roommate tradition, the gifts are typically things we're returning to each other.

"My headphones!"

"No, remember you lost those. I got you some new ones just like them."

"I remembering I lent them to you..."

Getting your stuff back is pretty big deal and it typically happens only on holidays and birthdays.

Being in a loving marital relationship was a different experience come present time. He just gave me thoughtful, useful, and fun things. How strange.

A special shout out goes to my sister, Stacey, who made sure I didn't go without my family traditions and gave me: my pie pan, a book of awkward photos and one expired coupon.

("It was still valid when I wrapped it!")

Crossing traditions. This was something I was both worried and excited about as I got married. Adam accepted the open stockings at the end of gifts and bake a bunch of chocolates from my list of fun and we took on an adaptation of his family's ornament tradition. Each year he would get a special ornament that showed a highlight of the year. To counter the lameness of all the ornaments that we owned being from his life we decided to start our own. This year for our first Christmas we made the Christmas star. We put on some accent chain on it as well as the broach from my wedding dress.

Meisha

2012-01-01T21:11:00.000-08:00

This November, Miesha

(because in high school, it was cool to name inanimate objects...)

Matilda the Oboe

Vidgronski "Vidski" the Plastic Tree

Shannon the Canon Etc. Etc.

Meisha gave up the ghost. She was my first car and not-so-trusted companion for the last year of college. In the time that Adam and I have been dating to married we've been in... (feel free to throw in some Jingle Bells tunes)...

One high-speed car chase

One tire flying off

Two ice-spin crashes

And....the final blow, a ball joint and CV joint failed at the same time cause the car to fall on top of its self and inch pathetically to the curb leaving behind a trail of twisted metal shavings and car tears.

Meh.

So long Miesha, drive down that highway to...heaven?

Destination D.C

2011-11-10T09:37:00.000-08:00

Our current project: Adam and I realize that this is a window of opportunity summer. We aren't quite done with school, we don't have any kids, and we don't have any real furniture or property to take care of. So we're going to try and do internships in a neat place. Adam just got accepted into our school's internship program in Washington D.C. If anyone has advice for student summer apt hunting please let us know!

Haunted Gingerbread

2011-11-10T08:44:00.000-08:00

Gingerbread creation 2010 during our first date.

Gingerbread creation 2011 exactly one year later.

(Pirate ship being taken down by the Kraken)

The Hike

2011-11-10T08:21:00.001-08:00

Adam's turn planning the date. A hike. I'm thinking beautiful, quaint hike, sandwiches in the mountains, maybe break and pull out the sketchbook. This is what he had in mind:

climb up a mountain.

Adam and I are the two yellow helmeted ones at the bottom. This is where I flipped upside down at the top of the lip and my husband saved me.

Climb down a mountain.

and then swim out of it.

I layered my hands with emergency tape. These are the last few layers after the hike.

On the way I ate a rabbit, I threw my ring into Mt. Doom and flew away on an eagle.

Hours of hiking:

Miles of climbing:

Muscles trashed:

650

Amount of favors earned:

Priceless :)

Elder Jason Boy Big

2011-11-10T07:33:00.000-08:00

My brother Jason just took off on a volunteer service mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

His visa didn't come in time so he had to start off at the Provo, UT Missionary Training Center (MTC) where he enjoyed the influx of packages from his sister.

His Mission Home Address:

Rua Higienópolis, 1100, Sala 61
Centro
86020-911 Londrina - PR
Brazil

Why I REALLY Got Married.

2011-11-09T20:27:00.000-08:00

This is the top wedding cake. No it didn't last a year. We ate it for our one month. (An alternative I recommend.)

For our wedding cakes we got those amazingly yummy (and huge) chocolate cakes from Costco, and decked them as so. It was a good choice.

Wedding Photos!

2011-11-09T20:14:00.000-08:00

For the Full Collection (actually, this is only about 100 of the 500+ we took right after the ceremony) http://www.flickr.com/photos/63681057@N05/sets/72157626892911020/

http://jhechtphotography.photoshelter.com/gallery-image/Adam-Tricia/G0000m9.aWkV5Ips/I000037FYlvuyG1Q password: adamtricia

A Romantic Sunrise Adventure

2011-07-30T13:49:00.000-07:00

Haleakala: Highest Volcanic point in Maui. 10,023 ft with a sunrise so magical and romantic, we'd be insane to miss it on our honeymoon.

Ah, see look, Magical AND Romantic! ,

What wasn't mentioned in that description was the Hell journey to get there.

Zero to TEN THOUSAND feet in two hours,

hair pin turns the whole way.

This is a popular stop so we were in a caravan of cars going up the mountain very quickly. About two thirds up the volcano I lost it.

"You got to pull over, Babe."

"What?! There's no shoulder here, are you sure?"

"Ooooh Yeaaaah." And like a hot new bride I leaned out the window and let'er blow. Adam hit the gas and we went flying.

The other other wives in the passenger seats trailing behind us had also reached their critical points. At my trigger, they too lost it. Leaning out the window I observed the chaos in the car immediately behind us: She lurched forward. As if in slow motion, her husband looks away from the road and swerves in a lame attempt to avoid her aim, his lips mouthing one drawn out and pitiful, "NOOOO!"

Five minutes later we lead the caravan into the first and only rest stop along the way. The wives get out and run to the restrooms while the husbands stand awkwardly together in the parking lot, evaluating the damage and silently cursing each other's (and probably their own) wives. Many of which were not as quick with their windows as I was.

But it was worth it. The view was gorgeous.

Our First Marital "dispute"

2011-07-30T13:25:00.000-07:00

The story of a loving husband and his very sleepy wife

Coconut hacking knife

The loving husband decided to wake up his very sleepy wife one morning with a foot massage. To his surprise, she tried pushing him away. Unbeknownst to him, she was dreaming that he was dragging her foot onto the chopping post with the coconuts. "Adam, what are you doing?"

"I'm m'saging your feet," he mumbled so that it sounded one heck of a lot like, "I'ma shaving your feet." That's when she started to truly resist, panic, flail, struggle, scream...

Nearly three months later this wife is still trying to convince this husband that foot massages are a good idea.

1.3 Fruit Stands

2011-07-30T12:58:00.000-07:00

1.2 Ode to Beautiful Food

2011-07-30T12:31:00.000-07:00

In high school a very good friend of mine called me out on a personality quirk. I don't know, something about taking food too seriously. ;) She tried to explain that food is something made for us to survive not to be over analyzed. In my family, food is a big deal. vacation/holidays are not complete without trying some sort of new food experience, cooked or purchased.

Macadamia crusted Mahi Mahi in a butter sauce with papaya salsa on rice.

Macadamia cinnamon roll and a berry scone with Guava juice for breakfast.

They saw a lot of us at this place.

We grilled up our own island BBQ.

And... i vandalized the greenery around to make it look tropical

Married Life Week 1

2011-07-30T11:45:00.000-07:00

After the honeymoon I got this question a lot:

"So, um... how are you liking the married life?"

Not atypical obviously. What amused me was how nervously it was often asked.

The Answer:

It's AWESOME!

Being in Hawai'i for most of it might have a lot to do with that, well, that and we like each other but seriously, who could have a miserable, bickering time in...

...this?:

With this?

And This?

And these?!

Yeah, it's pretty hard to imagine it. Hawai'i land is beautiful. It has a sort of healing quality to it. Granted, I might be saying the same thing about being locked in a closet after the chaos of planning a wedding during finals but I wasn't going to mention that when Adam was picking a Honeymoon destination. So no worries so far; the worry loaded, "so, do you still like eachother?" is better asked around week 3 and should be directed towards Adam.

Getting Married

2011-05-30T10:05:00.000-07:00

It wasn't until a day or two after we were engaged when the bliss of "I'm getting married in two months" started to subside and reality hit me in the brain like that time I was little and my brother was spinning in the kitchen with a bag of soup cans. The sentiment became more of a, "I'm getting married in two months!"
so in between classes, living with five other people, and finals I was also doing this.

Invitations

Centerpieces

Making chocolates for the cake

Legalities

scouting our location

Engagement Photos

Scouting Reception Locations with Adam

My dress critics. Izzy's Princess expertise came in handy.

Dress Shopping

The look

girlish support

Mattress Shopping

Phase 3- The Plunge

Amidst the daze and confusion I found myself married. Woot!

Wedding photos at:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/63681057@N05/sets/72157626892911020/

Just a minor development in my life...

2011-03-04T00:22:00.000-08:00

It's no big deal, it's just that...

I'M GETTING MARRIED!

Please, feel free to rejoice. I’m just as amazed as you.

The condensed version of a few important events:

The Proposal:

I came home after school and work expecting to scrounge some dinner and cram in a bit of homework. Adam had a change of plans for me: a huge map and a letter with instructions.

On the map he had labeled all the places that held significance to us like “First Kiss” and “Where you learned to drive a stick” etc. The instructions said to get dressed up and follow the highlighted route. So I did that and found him at a lookout out spot in the mountains. He turned on the car stereo that had a CD in it and we dance. Adam got down on a knee and asked me a question.

I took the ring box and inspected that the goods were real and then responded favorably.

We went to dinner and spent the rest of the evening in Salt Lake (mainly to be out of Provo.) When we got home I went straight to bed and he woke up his apartment. The next morning when I stopped by his apartment I was congratulated by many a groggy, annoyed but enthusiastic roommate.

How We Met:

How he met me—we met in passing sometime during the summer and I caught his eye.

How I met him—He burst into my apartment about a month later and asked me out and then took off. I spent the afternoon trying to figure out who he was.

The Plan:

We’re getting married in May in the LDS Temple in Salt Lake City, UT.

A Few Pictures of Us:

Disco Skating

Adam meets Dad and the brothers

Celebrating a friend's birthday and another's engagement.

Insomniac Lullaby

2010-12-19T00:00:00.000-08:00

November 8th, 2010... Doomsday part 1
That was the day my application to the BYU Media Arts major was due. The buildup involved a lot of anxiety insanity and sleepless nights. The trick was to channel all that into something creative. Below is the film sample I submitted with my application, an amateur short film I call, "Insomniac Lullaby."

December 17th, 2010... Doomsday part 2
The last day of finals but also....the day I was to find out if I had a major or if I needed to start looking up Renaissance Fairs to join.
After the longest day of insanity, some minor melt downs, a much needed Coca-Cola, some bribing of Media Arts insiders.... and... I'M IN! WOOT. I Tricia, am a FILM MAJOR. :)

"The Worst Person in the World"

2010-12-18T23:28:00.000-08:00

Ellen Sirot, the hand supermodel.
I don't know whether to love her or hate her. I therefore remain in ambivalent amusement. Maybe it's enough to know that perhaps we are someone else's' obnoxious hand model.

I will cuuut you.

2010-12-18T23:21:00.000-08:00

This Halloween Bon Qui Qui was the winner. Enjoy.

Costume? This is just one of my other personalities...

2010-10-27T01:17:00.000-07:00

I have always taken Halloween and dressing up in general fairly seriously.

Julie Nails- Guitar Hero

Team Rocket- Pokemon

Evian Mermaid

Xena Warrior Princess

Gangsta's

Let's hear some votes as to what I should be for Halloween this year...let's bring out the contestants....

Hannah Montana

Juno

Bon Qui Qui

The Stripper Cake

Succinctly put...

2010-09-19T03:20:00.000-07:00

5'3''

"Fun-sized" to be politically correct. I've always been a short person so I don't know why the fact keeps coming to me in profound moments of surprise.

I chose to blame these two:

My brothers, Jason (19) and Kevin (14), both comin' close to 6'

By rights, being one of the older kids in the house is near synonymous with "the biggest thing around." Then suddenly something happened and it leaves me wondering, who told these two they could get so big?

Don't get me wrong, I am secure in my shortness. There are plenty of kind, strange tall-guys out there that will get that pineapple soda from the top shelf for me, if I decide to go punk and spike my hair I will still clear doorways, and as a much wiser and similarly fun-sized cousin once said, it is really hard to find a boy shorter than you. ;)

Evolution of a Stripper Cake

2010-09-19T02:34:00.000-07:00

Secret Files

2010-09-19T02:12:00.000-07:00

Among my secret files on my computer is one I fill with the most amazing pictures I have come across. I call it,

"Favorite Pictures Ever."

These are photos that I have ripped from your Facebook because they make me so...so happy. I encourage all to embrace these moments as they only better our world. Here are a sample few world bettering images:

I want to just say thank you to all of you who have made the hard times a little more livable. I love you and remember, I laugh WITH you. ;)

Everyone else, you have been warned.

COOKIES!!! Nom nom nom.

2010-09-19T01:43:00.000-07:00

My niece, Isabella turned three. Stacey decided to milk what is possibly the last year before the irrevocable princess stage sets in and throw a COOKIE MONSTER party. Take a moment to let the nostalgia seep through you and now prepare yourself for some X-treme cuteness...

...like seriously, your niece ain't got nothin' on Izzy.

I had some fun with the cake. 4 layers of yummy colorful and confetti awesomeness. I highly suggest cookie monster parties as the favors and decor are the same thing: Cookies.

Let's be honest, 3 year olds given unlimited access to cookies = good party.

It's almost cannibalistic.

Below is one of my favorite pictures of all time.

Don't be fooled, she did that face on purpose. It's the attitude thing and deserves a cross link to... http://awkwardfamilyphotos.com/

My Retirement Plan

2010-07-31T23:33:00.000-07:00

Fainting Goats....what was that whole thing about natural selection I heard somewhere sometime?...oh yeah!
That would be my entire life's education. That and my common sense tell me these tasty and small things should have been done-in centuries ago.
Just watch.

I suppose their hilarity alone has extracted the mercy of predators.
Ironic, isn't it, that spontaneous immobilization would preserve species? Then again, who wouldn't want to keep these guys around?

I now envision happily-ever-after curled up on a chair with my significant-other watching our oh-so-cute flock of fainting goats silhouetted in the sunset, not yet aware of the mob of grankids running their way.

In the wise words of Marie Antoinette...

2010-07-18T22:56:00.000-07:00

...Let ~~them~~ ME eat cake!!! :)

Freshman year at BYU is fun for many reasons, and believe me, we exploited most every one of them. The thing that pulls BYU apart from most other college first year experiences is not so much the dryness of the parties but the dryness of the humor.

I'm talking about a constant barrage of freshman bride jokes. It was so much that when I moved off campus, I signed my freshman roommates up for the bridal catalogs and fairs feeling that they were missing out on the real experience.

Before the Y half of my friends took off on their missions they threw us girls a wedding party. because, we "would all get married off" while they were gone and they wanted to celebrate with us.

Our colors were grey and olive green.

Now that I'm going into...holy guacamole...well, another year at college, the wedding bells have been chiming and my friends are starting to drop off like flies...

....And another one bites the dust.

Plan B

2010-07-18T22:02:00.000-07:00

I haven't had the best luck with finding a major and/or general purpose in life. My family is having epiphanies about what I should do all the time. On occasion my mom or dad will call me up with a, "You should go into forensic sciences..." "I've got it, pediatrics!", "Microbiology," "Surgeon!"...and so forth. All supported by a loving yet inaccurate claim to my scientific prowess and a stomach of steel. (I am not referring to my rock solid abs.) My sister Stacey too came to such an epiphany during out summer visit to the Utah Renaissance Fair (I won't lie, it was all for the turkey legs. mmmm...)

It was while passing by a group of middle-aged sorcerers and gypsies that she turned to me with eyes glowing and declared, "Tricia, if you aren't married by thirty, you should join the Renaissance Fair!!!" I thought about it and found I had no real argument other than bumping the number to 35.
So if the whole ~~college~~, ~~career~~, ~~love~~ and ~~kids~~ thing doesn't work out...
I'm joining the nerd-fest heard of unfulfilled D&D die-hards head on. Who knows, maybe I'll find my Captain Sparrow there...

On a somewhat unrelated yet valid note, the following is a picture I discovered on a friend's facebook. It was posted over a year and a half ago. It leaves me with so many questions...

Here we see Jack workin' that Plan B.

21 years old!

2010-05-06T13:23:00.000-07:00

I turned 21 and everyone threw a color festival for me. check it out!

Actually it was the Krishna festival of Colors which is a Hindu festival for spring. You see, Krishna, who's blue was embarrassed that he was so much more colorful than his pale bride to be. So his lover colored herself in colors for their wedding to show him she loved him.

Cellphone

2010-05-06T13:18:00.000-07:00

My first phone died. It didn't just putter out; it died a slow and gruesome death. Screen unreadable, cover missing, a ghetto makeshift duct tape backing holding the battery in, a few piercings and engraved tattoos from that one night when things got crazy... Unfortunately, it was just barely beyond the point where wearing something cute and playing the "I don't know what happened, it just stopped working..." card would have been plausible. Not that I didn't try. ;)

My TV shows.

2010-05-06T13:07:00.000-07:00

okay... so I'm not a TV junky or anything but I do have a few of the shows I like.... Psych, 24, Heroes, Lie To Me, The Office, Alias, F.R.I.E.N.D.S... just the few. This year I actually had a group of friends in my ward who shared my love for psych and we had group psych nights. These gorgeous cupcakes are for the season four premier.

Christmas Break With the Fam

2010-02-14T18:27:00.000-08:00

Chase and Tio Karrot's snowball fight

Chase's look of horror from Tio Karrot's giant snowball.

Chase's snowball caught on action. Also Tait in the background working hard on the snowman.

Izzy's feet got cold after sledding with Tia Tricia (Me). So we went in and had some hot cocoa and a sandwich.

This is me showing off my cool sticker earrings. That morning I woke up to find stickable stickers all over my face courtesy to Chase and Izzy's sibbling bonding time. I thought I'd heard giggling as I woke up.

Sibblings.

Dad Jamming with his highschool buddies

Kevin!! It must be one of those phase things...

Or maybe just a brother thing.

Advertising

2010-02-14T17:45:00.000-08:00

I applied to the Advertising Program at BYU. I get the response back anyday now

So I've got one of these

ready in my fridge to either mourn or celebrate.

Wish me luck!

"Any Day" later...

Unfortunately I did have a mourning party... I did what any self respecting girl would do and did something selfish and ego boosting--I bought out the post Love-day sales for not one but two boxes of chocolates and took a single bite out of each delectable candy. It was bitter but as you can imagine, verrry sweet.

Happy Halloween From Xena

2009-11-04T18:07:00.000-08:00

That's right I fulfilled my child hood dream of becoming Xena, Warrior Princess for a day this Halloween. You all remember the show, the digital wonders, and of course, the famous battle cry:

AYIYIYIIIYIYIIYIIII!

Happy Halloween

2009-10-17T15:45:00.001-07:00

http://sendables.jibjab.com/view/JZ6U5LWbGTadBWot

Confessions of a College Student

2009-10-06T20:26:00.000-07:00

Our washing machine finally died today, flooding the kitchen. Management finally came to check it out and discovered that there was no motor! My roommate thinks it disintegrated but I think it's far more likely that previous tenants jipped it to make go-carts. Bill Cosby style. When I got home today, she informed me of the terrible incident which was quickly followed by an apartment happy-dance. We get a new one tomorrow. I quickly took this picture for posterity so that someday I can one up my kids.

"In MY day, the apartments were sooo ghetto..."

So long rusty clanker, you were somewhat endearing; I for one will miss doing relaxing to the sound of a few semi trucks falling down the stairs.

Jason!!

2009-10-05T13:11:00.000-07:00

This is Jason, sportingly posing for the most ridiculous picture I could think of (hey i'm an older sister, I have that right.) Jason's in his senior year and is turning, goodness, 18 next month! He plays jazz music on the drums and is looking into college engineering programs.

Kevin Porter Sneaky Snorter

2009-10-05T13:07:00.000-07:00

Kevin just turned 13 in September. Yeah, my little kev-O brother is 13! He's taking up the guitar and is really good. Here he is playing the Crashtest Dummies "Peterpumpkin head" at the campfire. What a stud.

Dad Porter Ph.D., ABPP

2009-10-05T13:04:00.000-07:00

Dad just recieved the top notch status in his field and joined the American Board of Professional Psychology. abbreviated as (ABPP pronounced "Abip".) It's like the top something percent of or as he describes, "it's like being the "dungeon master of neuropsychologists" which is pretty cool. In case you're wondering what dad does:

"Dr. Porter is a board-certified clinical neuropsychologist who is specialized in the assessment of childhood neurodevelopmental disorders and diseases of the brain including: Autism Spectrum Disorders, genetic disorders, prenatal and early life risk factors, Traumatic Brain Injury, stroke, Cerebral Palsy, ADHD and learning disorders, childhood cancer and epilepsy.

Area of Expertise: Dr. Porter is a team member of MeritCare's Coordinated Treatment Center's pediatric neurorehabilitation and developmental evaluation programs and he consults with the pediatric intensive care service at MeritCare. Dr. Porter was previously an Assistant Professor of Child Development at Westminster College, Salt Lake City, Utah and a Director of Science Curriculum for a nationally distributed educational publication. He is published in peer reviewed scientific journals. Dr. Porter is licensed in the states of North Dakota and California."

We are extremely proud and excited. Go Dad!

Cooking!

2009-09-28T14:42:00.000-07:00

I love having a kitchen again! I love to cook and make up meals. The chicken chowder above was actually really really good. My big vice is spices and sauces so if you're thinking of anything to get me for christmas...

Instant relief of boo-boos, head aches, owies...

2009-09-28T14:19:00.000-07:00

My nephew and niece, Chase and Isabella, both have a magical owie-soothing cold pack (one Ariel and the other Cars.) I was pretty excited to see this Jasmine one for MY owies! Jasmine, was of course, my favorite princess.

The Prince's Quest

2009-09-27T14:57:00.000-07:00

We had to watch this for our foreign film section in my...you guessed it, Film class. It's a French, Belgium, Spanish, and Italian film produced in Arabic and English and was one of the funniest movies I've seen in a long time. Definately one I'll buy for my house someday.

NEW JOB

2009-09-18T16:35:00.000-07:00

I just started working with Catering. I've done several banquets already so I'm an expert right? And then I went and flooded the kitchen but no one knew it was me. Probably because I was leading the relief effort. haha.

THE VICE OF APT. 8

2009-09-17T13:01:00.000-07:00

Apartment 8 has discovered the magic of nutella dipped pretzels and the nights we put on a movie everyone pulls out their pretzels and digs in.

HITTING THE BOOKS

2009-09-17T12:19:00.000-07:00

My time is pretty much multiple angles of the above photo. Lots and lots of studying. It's my third year at BYU and I've only got this last semester to apply to the programs I want to get into. The plan is to major in Advertising with either a double major or minor in the Media Arts with and emphasis on film editing. Both programs have a lot of prerequisits to apply and are both really hard to get into so wish me luck! I'm really excited to finally start narrowing down the field now that I'm all out of generals and half way through a Spanish minor. What do I plan to do with this all you ask?
Well... I dream of being the coolest, artsiest advertiser ever and who knows, maybe I can do some film stuff as well. I have a lot of studio-art/photo-editing experience so it would be great to be the guru of film editing since everything's going digital. I could also do ads in Spanish or travel--so... we'll see.

MY BEAUTIFUL SISTER

2009-09-14T18:52:00.000-07:00

The delay of my blog launch is due to some wonderous hacking of the above beautiful sister. Being new to the blog realm, it took me a while to get rid of the 16yr-old hoochie mama backdrop with flashing glitter hearts and destroy all the horrible pictures of myself etc. In other words (Stacey's):

"This is blog entry is in dedication to my favorite person in the world, Stacey. She is the greatest. She is my inspiration and the best sister a girl could have. I promise to bake cookies for her and give her massages whenever she wants them. I promise to babysit her adorable kids at the drop of hat, any time she needs, and every Friday and Saturday night. Oh how lucky I am to have Stacey in my life."

2009-09-13T23:49:00.000-07:00

To sum up some of last year...

I went to BYU and met a lot of really cool people. This is us making a "Y" on top of the Y mountain, except for Grace, who's "U" gesture which got her sent to the University of Utah.

I became a Resident Assistant (RA). Our training was intense military camp style...

...and now look how HARD-CORE I am:

My really cool hall decor and nametags. The Cheesy theme was: "It takes two wings to fly." We all spent FOR-EV-ER making our hall stuff and then were very injustified when we discovered many of the guy RAs used post-it notes as name tags on their halls. lame.

Yeah we had to do all the unfortunate stuff like roommate mediations and cleaning checks but pulling the big fire-alarm made it all worth it.