Day 5.

Oh...I bet you're getting bored of this 'day one', 'day two' stuff. I am. But, because I started I must therefore finish.

Today was good. I went running with my friend, in the cold morning frost I might add. Anyway, I think I have some form of exercise-induced asthma. I always have the hardest time breathing whenever I exercise. ...I'll have to get that checked out. Well, I guess that's about it for today. Toodles!

Day 4.

Before I delve into my boring "healthy day" bit I just have to say: I LOVE my calling! And I don't mean to get all churchy and spiritual on you, I just really feel like saying this.

Right after I got my Young Woman's medallion (like the next Sunday!) I was given my first calling. And, no surprise, I was working with the Primary. My second calling, same way. My third calling, I was in school and the Primary didn't exist, but if bet if they did have a Primary that's where I'd be! My fourth calling, I was in the primary. LOVE it!

I use to think that I was missing out on something. I mean, I go to church, then go straight to nursery or to the Primary and my whole day was filled with talking to kids, taking them to the restroom, wiping their boogers, giving them snacks, playing games with them, etc, etc. But, after a while, I realized something. Ever since I got this calling, the one I have now, I noticed that every day when church was getting out and the kids were being picked up by their parents, I felt this overwhelming feeling of joy. It was so weird. At first I thought it was just relief that the day was over and I just had this overpowering desire to cry. But today I realized, even though I was somewhat relieved, that what I was feeling was the Spirit.

These kids, all ten of them, are so young and clean and pure and amazing! They have no sins, they're as funny and cute as can be. Often times I wish there were more of me so that I could give each child the attention they deserve. Today for instance, I had four kids all at once trying to show me something or have me do something and I felt so happy because I knew, I could see it on every one of their faces, that they loved me. They don't care how much money I make, or what clothes I wear, or what I'm majoring in, or what all I've done wrong in my past. All that they care about is that I'm there and that I'm doing the best that I can to help them and teach them.

I can honestly say that I am excited to someday become a mother. To have kids of my own (and not all of them the same age) is something that I look forward to with eagerness. Kids are amazing. I know at times they can be tough, especially when they whine or fuss or punch another kid for taking a toy when it wasn't their turn, but I know that all the good things greatly outweigh the bag things any day!

Well, moving right along, today was good, considering it was Sunday and I didn't exercise. I ate all three meals and I've set up a date to go running with one of my friends. Hopefully we'll be able to go every morning, but, who knows. Wish me luck at getting up early!

Day 3.

Today was alright. I had the chance to workout and eat healthy ...before work anyway. After that (and I did drink lots of water at work too!) I had a bit of an emotional deal that called for m&m's. ...And I can't finish them all. Anybody want m&m's?

Day 2.

Today has been a real drag. I just got back from working ten hours. Ugh. And at a fast food job, the day after Thanksgiving, things go really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, slowly. I didn't do as well with my water as I did yesterday. I'll have to do better tomorrow. And, concerning "working out", I didn't do so well with that either, due to my long work day. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.

Day 1.

Well, the first day wasn't so bad. Considering it was Thanksgiving. And, not that you need to know, I became very familiar with each of the bathrooms in all of the houses I visited for Thanksgiving. Ten cups of water is a TON of water!

My 30 Day Challenge.

I was talking with my sister yesterday and I asked her what I should blog about. (I nearly always feel like blogging, and yet I never know what to blog about.) She suggested that I blog about a 30 day challenge. Only, I had to pick what the challenge actually was. So, I picked the one thing that I really, really, really wanted to do. And so, big surprise, I decided to go for a 30 Day Challenge to a Healthier Me.

I know this is a strange way to start the holidays, but I really want to do this. After having a huge dinner with my family I came home and, dun, dun, duh! I cruised the internet. While cruising I found this amazing website called BridesMadeFit.com (and no, this is not some subtle hint that I'm getting married any time soon. Just so you know). I've mostly just been watching the episodes on youtube and I'm really excited to get started!

I guess, since I love blogging and since it is a 30 day challenge, this gives me something to blog about for the next month. I'll start on Thanksgiving (my schedule isn't too busy). And I guess that means, since I'm starting on November 26, I'll end the day after Christmas. And hopefully, I'll like the challenge so much that I'll extend it for a few more months, or, if I'm lucky, for forever.

Well, wish me luck, and don't get too bored with whatever I write. And if you have any suggestions, please let me know!

I Listen to Music.

Music is a big part of my life. No, scratch that. Music is a HUGE part of my life. I listen to music in the car, I listen to music in my bedroom, I listen to music when I exercise, I listen to music at work, I even listen to music in my sleep! I always wake up with a song in my head.

One of my favorite music artists is Taylor Swift, I just have to say. Whenever I'm in the car, listening to the radio of course, I have to go through all of my favorite stations to see if she's on. If she is, I listen to her. If she's not I keep scanning until she is, occasionally stopping to finish off whatever good song is currently playing. I've even found that I could be listening to one of her songs on the radio and when it's done I'll change the station and if she's on again, even if it's the same song, I'll listen to it. Is that crazy? I guess I just never get bored of her. Anyway.

Another one of my favorite artists is Regina Spektor. She's so blunt in her lyrics and her music videos are super bizarre! I think what the video directors do for Regina is they pick the strangest setting, the weirdest costume, and the most random object and throw it all together with a song that has absolutely nothing to do with anything. Like this one for instance:



What do you think? :)

New Moon.

"Well, you guys look happy," said the cashier. We were at McDonalds, my sister and I, and we were ordering dinner.

"Yeah, we're going to go see 'New Moon'!" My sister exclaimed.

The cashier got excited, "Me too!"

"Where? Right here in town? Oh, cool! We'll save you a seat!" We said as we left.

Saving seats was harder than we anticipated, as I'm sure you can imagine. I saw the movie with my younger sister, my parents, and the McDonald's girl.

Anyway, about the movie. To put it plainly, I LOVED IT! I was afraid that as soon as the movie started it would be like: BOOM! End of Movie! Rolling Credits! -But it wasn't like that at all. It didn't feel rushed in the least. There were a lot of screaming girls and a lot of clapping hands from the audience during the movie. It wasn't bad thought. It was actually kind of fun!

I sat between my dad and the McDonald's girl. My mom sat by my dad and my younger sister. The McDonald's girl kept crying as the movie progressed and they had those "touching" scenes and she'd openly declare her opinion about how the characters were acting. Things such as: "No you dummy!" and "What in the world are you doing, you meany head!" It was really funny!

Throughout the movie my dad kept saying things like, “What is this?? Guys are ALWAYS in this girl's room! What does this teach girls?” and "Julia don’t ever date a werewolf or a vampire.” And, just to get a reaction, as soon as we walked out, he declared, "That movie was dumb!" ....Yeah, we had a lot of people glare at us.

Oh and it was funny, the McDonald's girl had changed out of her uniform and into a "Team Edward" shirt, and yet, throughout the movie she kept rooting for Jacob. "Kiss her! Kiss her!" And, just to be fair to my team, I had to keep reminding her that it was Edward we liked and not Jacob. However, after watching the movie, I won't be surprised if they make a shirt that says "I use to be on Team Edward, but after I saw Taylor Lautner I joined Team Jacob."

The movie was awesome! The graphics were ten times better and not in the least bit cheesy. Well, maybe a smidgen. Like a point-one or something. Anyway, New Moon is definitely an A movie. And I can't wait to see it again on Saturday! Oh, and I can't wait for June 30th!

My Rights as a Latter-day Young Adult.

Well, I'm nineteen and a half years old, I've held a total of four callings (thus far), I've completed four semesters of school (thus far), and I do (regardless of what my family says), feel as if I've matured over the years. Now, I find myself facing a somewhat small, yet important dilemma. I already know how some of you feel (you know who you are, *wink*) and I already know how I am going to deal with this matter. I would, however, like your opinion.

My dilemma is as follows: Do I call the sisters by their first name or by their last name? At my age and with my background I feel as if I deserve to be able to call the sisters by their first names. Yet, I am still very young, it is true, and I have been raised with these sisters as my teachers and Young Woman leaders. It might be a little strange to be calling them by their first names.

Well, I guess that's about it. What do you think?

All These Years.... I Feel So Cheated.

In my fourth grade year I was introduced to a series of books called "Santa Paws". The books are short and cute and I really enjoy them. I've been collecting the books for many years now. There are a total of six books in the series, and they are written by a man named Nicholas Edwards. ...Or, so I thought.

I discovered today that, after all these years, I find that Nicholas Edwards actually doesn't exist. He never did. Nicholas is a pen name for a woman by the name of Ellen Emerson White, author of many juvenile fiction. And to think, I went around all over my Junior-High years and recommended a person that didn't exist!!