Today was Stake Conference.
I'm not proud of this, but my family usually takes Stake Conference Day as a day where church is "optional". For the first eighteen and a half years of my life, I just accepted this.
Today was different. For one reason or another, my plans of sleeping in were cut short. The sunshine started creeping through my windows. Despite the long day yesterday, as soon as 7 am rolled around I was up and ready to start my day.
Before taking a shower, I invited Cydney to join me at Stake Conference. She politely declined, and I silently made plans to catch up on the episodes of American Idol that I had missed and enjoy a large bowl of Captain Crunch. My lazy Sunday plans sounded delightful. Stake Conference would have to go unattended yet again.
Cydney changed her mind, and I happily threw on a skirt. Idol could wait, I had the gospel to share! What was I thinking? Skip Stake Conference? Not a chance. A few minutes later, we all climbed into my messy car and headed to the old stake center.
It was lovely.
Afterwards, we ate lunch and headed back to my house to grab a blanket. We drove to a nearby park and sat on a grassy hill to enjoy the sunlight and watch the clouds. It soon became apparent that our plans to watch clouds would have to be moved to another day, seeing as there weren't any floating lazily through the sky. We both whipped out our handy little Book of Mormons and read through Alma Chapter 40.
We talked, laughed, and basked in the Sun for a a couple hours before we had to head our separate ways.
I didn't get my bowl of Captain Crunch, but the day that I got was a whole lot better. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
2.23.2011
Missionaries
"I feel like I'm going to cry... but in a good way!"
These are the words that every missionary wants to hear. There's no feeling quite like the spiritual tingle that spreads through your body with a radiant warmth, filling you with it's light. There's not even words to describe it, it's just... incredible, and I'm so glad that I could be a part of sharing it with my friend.
I honestly don't know if she noticed, but I was biting back tears on the drive to her house as Cydney told me about how the meeting with the missionaries had made her feel.
If I could bottle up the Spirit and give a jar of it to everyone, I would do so in a heartbeat.
These are the words that every missionary wants to hear. There's no feeling quite like the spiritual tingle that spreads through your body with a radiant warmth, filling you with it's light. There's not even words to describe it, it's just... incredible, and I'm so glad that I could be a part of sharing it with my friend.
I honestly don't know if she noticed, but I was biting back tears on the drive to her house as Cydney told me about how the meeting with the missionaries had made her feel.
If I could bottle up the Spirit and give a jar of it to everyone, I would do so in a heartbeat.
2.16.2011
No Punctuation and an Extra Y
All the rumors are true. Girls are overly analytical, and it sucks.
Being a girl, I've had many conversations almost exactly like this one.
Boy - "Hey"
Me - [Oh my goodness. He just texted me! I wonder what he wants...? Maybe he just wants to talk... Maybe he's mad at me, I mean, all he said was 'hey'...? Crap. I need to reply! He's gonna think something's wrong. Why didn't he put an exclamation mark or a smiley? I need punctuation to help hint at the meaning behind this text! Ugghh. I need to answer him! I don't want to just leave him hanging! Maybe I'll wait a few more minutes so that he doesn't think I'm smothering him or too into him.... Gotta play hard to get! Nahh.. That's too obvious! Wait... he texted ME first. What does that mean? Does that mean he likes me? Maybe he's just bored..... Either way is fine.. I don't really care if he likes me back. Wait.... Who said I liked him?! gahh.. I'm just gonna text him back. What should I say? "Hi" nahh.. sounds too cold. "Hello" sounds too formal. "Hey!!!!" no. no. no. NO! The exclamation marks make me seem too over excited to talk to him... He'll think I'm a freak! "Heyyy!" Nah... The three "Y's" seems like a bit much. DUMB. Two "y's"? Then he wont know if I really meant to put the extra "y" there.
We cool. I got this. Deep Breaths]
"Heyy"
I bet you didn't know that much thought went into a "Hey" with an extra y, did you?
Being a girl, I've had many conversations almost exactly like this one.
Boy - "Hey"
Me - [Oh my goodness. He just texted me! I wonder what he wants...? Maybe he just wants to talk... Maybe he's mad at me, I mean, all he said was 'hey'...? Crap. I need to reply! He's gonna think something's wrong. Why didn't he put an exclamation mark or a smiley? I need punctuation to help hint at the meaning behind this text! Ugghh. I need to answer him! I don't want to just leave him hanging! Maybe I'll wait a few more minutes so that he doesn't think I'm smothering him or too into him.... Gotta play hard to get! Nahh.. That's too obvious! Wait... he texted ME first. What does that mean? Does that mean he likes me? Maybe he's just bored..... Either way is fine.. I don't really care if he likes me back. Wait.... Who said I liked him?! gahh.. I'm just gonna text him back. What should I say? "Hi" nahh.. sounds too cold. "Hello" sounds too formal. "Hey!!!!" no. no. no. NO! The exclamation marks make me seem too over excited to talk to him... He'll think I'm a freak! "Heyyy!" Nah... The three "Y's" seems like a bit much. DUMB. Two "y's"? Then he wont know if I really meant to put the extra "y" there.
We cool. I got this. Deep Breaths]
"Heyy"
I bet you didn't know that much thought went into a "Hey" with an extra y, did you?
2.15.2011
Peanut Butter and Chocolate Milk
Today started out like any day. I woke up.
I got ready and headed to the ATM to pull some cash out. My card was denied. Sweet.
Then I headed to school. After saying something to Coach White, I completely missed my chair when trying to sit down and ended up sprawled out on the ground, one arm in the trash can. I could've pulled it off had I not been sitting front and center, right next to the big movie screen that everyone's eyes were glued on. Luckily, I managed to laugh it off.
Then, disaster struck.
My Sadie's group cancelled.
Sad, contaminated, and groupless, I decided to head to Target to get some cash back so I could purchase my dance tickets.
My new Debit card had some trouble again, and I ended up dealing with the card drama instead of heading back to school.. Making me late for English. I decided not to go.
Instead, I headed to Cydney's house. I was in need of some company.
Upon arrival, I immediately locked my keys in my car.
Frustrated, I simply walked away and into Cydney's place. She immediately went to work making me a peanut butter sandwich.
Of all the things that I've learned in life, this is in the top ten. There is nothing in this world that brightens a day like a peanut butter sandwich... Except perhaps chocolate milk, which she also supplied me with.
Obviously, she's a true friend.
Between the Sandwich and listening to John Mayer on the way home, I felt a million times better.
Thank you :)
I got ready and headed to the ATM to pull some cash out. My card was denied. Sweet.
Then I headed to school. After saying something to Coach White, I completely missed my chair when trying to sit down and ended up sprawled out on the ground, one arm in the trash can. I could've pulled it off had I not been sitting front and center, right next to the big movie screen that everyone's eyes were glued on. Luckily, I managed to laugh it off.
Then, disaster struck.
My Sadie's group cancelled.
Sad, contaminated, and groupless, I decided to head to Target to get some cash back so I could purchase my dance tickets.
My new Debit card had some trouble again, and I ended up dealing with the card drama instead of heading back to school.. Making me late for English. I decided not to go.
Instead, I headed to Cydney's house. I was in need of some company.
Upon arrival, I immediately locked my keys in my car.
Frustrated, I simply walked away and into Cydney's place. She immediately went to work making me a peanut butter sandwich.
Of all the things that I've learned in life, this is in the top ten. There is nothing in this world that brightens a day like a peanut butter sandwich... Except perhaps chocolate milk, which she also supplied me with.
Obviously, she's a true friend.
Between the Sandwich and listening to John Mayer on the way home, I felt a million times better.
Thank you :)
2.14.2011
Valentines Day Love Letters
Every year I make out Valentines Day to be this horrible holiday where I feel completely alone and sad.
It's never as bad as I think it's going to be.
- To the nameless kid that gave me chocolate,
I love you. Let's be best friends.
- To the Husbands who decided to take their wives out to some quality dinner at the local Del Taco,
Don't be lazy. Go make your adorable little wife some dinner. I don't care if you made top ramen. If you make it with love, she'll appreciate it a lot more than your 39 cent taco splurge.
- To the girl who belched in the hallway on my way to math,
Good one. Let's be friends.
- To my car Izzi,
I hope you're satisfied. Please stop eating my paychecks.
- To the optimistic people,
I wasn't disappointed. I was pleasantly surprised this Valentines day since I set my sights so low. Score 1 for the pessimists. We're in the lead. suckers.
- To John Mayer,
I love you. Please Serenade me some more.
- To the Hot boy on TV,
I know it's a little late, but will you be my Valentine?
- To the "Taken" People,
You irritate me.
- To Everyone,
Happy Valentines day!
It's never as bad as I think it's going to be.
- To the nameless kid that gave me chocolate,
I love you. Let's be best friends.
- To the Husbands who decided to take their wives out to some quality dinner at the local Del Taco,
Don't be lazy. Go make your adorable little wife some dinner. I don't care if you made top ramen. If you make it with love, she'll appreciate it a lot more than your 39 cent taco splurge.
- To the girl who belched in the hallway on my way to math,
Good one. Let's be friends.
- To my car Izzi,
I hope you're satisfied. Please stop eating my paychecks.
- To the optimistic people,
I wasn't disappointed. I was pleasantly surprised this Valentines day since I set my sights so low. Score 1 for the pessimists. We're in the lead. suckers.
- To John Mayer,
I love you. Please Serenade me some more.
- To the Hot boy on TV,
I know it's a little late, but will you be my Valentine?
- To the "Taken" People,
You irritate me.
- To Everyone,
Happy Valentines day!
2.13.2011
Link, I Love You.
This note reads:
"Antiontionette! I freaking love you. Almost as much as Zelda. But that's a good thing. Cause Im obsessed with Zelda."
# 18 - Colorful Notes
# 19 - Zelda references
It's a Secret
I am here to admit that even though I fight it and put it off for as long as I possibly can, I absolutely love doing dishes.
If I'm frustrated and there's a sink full of dirty dishes, they drive me nuts. I end up scrubbing my frustrations out.
This isn't something I want people to notice. If I do the dishes without being asked, it's probably because I need some time to think. I need some space. Back up kids, Toni's gettin her scrub on.
It's the warm water on your skin, the fresh scent of the soap, the feeling of getting something accomplished without being asked. I love doing dishes.
Don't tell anyone.
# 17 - Dishes
If I'm frustrated and there's a sink full of dirty dishes, they drive me nuts. I end up scrubbing my frustrations out.
This isn't something I want people to notice. If I do the dishes without being asked, it's probably because I need some time to think. I need some space. Back up kids, Toni's gettin her scrub on.
It's the warm water on your skin, the fresh scent of the soap, the feeling of getting something accomplished without being asked. I love doing dishes.
Don't tell anyone.
# 17 - Dishes
Taco Tales 3
I always find it interesting when I recognize the people in the cars that I'm serving. It's fun to see the recognition in people's faces as they peer from the protection of their car to see if they really DO know you. It's fascinating. I know may of them.
The obnoxious boy in the backseat? I know him.
The boys with their music playing entirely too loud for me to take their order? I know them.
The girls that can't get off their cell phones for long enough to press on the gas and make their way through the line? I know them.
The couple so busy smashing their faces together that I can't even tell them their total? I know them.
The only teacher that has ever taken away my cell phone? I know him!
Obscenities. Death and Destruction.
Never have I despised a teacher so much in my life as I did during that moment in U.S. History Honors.
I was having a horrible day. Things weren't going my way. And what else? I'd completely forgotten about the test in History. My calm, cool behavior was on the edge. NOTHING was going my way.
And then what happened? My phone went off, and Mr. Hardy took it away as I tried to turn the sound to silent. I cried.
Then came the fateful day when he came through my drive-thru.
I recognized him instantly "Hey!" I said brightly "Mr. Hardy, right?"
"Yeah!" He looked confused. "Where do I know you from?"
Of course he wouldn't remember one of the more traumatizing moments of my life. "You took my phone away one time during class"
"Ah.. Did you deserve to have it taken away?"
"No. I wasn't using it."
"Well I'm sorry!" He looked concerned now. I'm willing to bet money that he was afraid I'd spit in his food.
"No worries!" I handed him his tacos.
"I really am sorry about the whole cell phone thing!"
"Have a great night!"
And that is the story of how I got an apology a year and a half after the fact.
The obnoxious boy in the backseat? I know him.
The boys with their music playing entirely too loud for me to take their order? I know them.
The girls that can't get off their cell phones for long enough to press on the gas and make their way through the line? I know them.
The couple so busy smashing their faces together that I can't even tell them their total? I know them.
The only teacher that has ever taken away my cell phone? I know him!
Obscenities. Death and Destruction.
Never have I despised a teacher so much in my life as I did during that moment in U.S. History Honors.
I was having a horrible day. Things weren't going my way. And what else? I'd completely forgotten about the test in History. My calm, cool behavior was on the edge. NOTHING was going my way.
And then what happened? My phone went off, and Mr. Hardy took it away as I tried to turn the sound to silent. I cried.
Then came the fateful day when he came through my drive-thru.
I recognized him instantly "Hey!" I said brightly "Mr. Hardy, right?"
"Yeah!" He looked confused. "Where do I know you from?"
Of course he wouldn't remember one of the more traumatizing moments of my life. "You took my phone away one time during class"
"Ah.. Did you deserve to have it taken away?"
"No. I wasn't using it."
"Well I'm sorry!" He looked concerned now. I'm willing to bet money that he was afraid I'd spit in his food.
"No worries!" I handed him his tacos.
"I really am sorry about the whole cell phone thing!"
"Have a great night!"
And that is the story of how I got an apology a year and a half after the fact.
Ahoy There Matey! I Be Spottin a Pirate!
I love pirates. Give me a pen and I'll draw a pirate for you.. On a car, on your phone, on your hand. I've decided it's my mission in life to draw pirates.
Everywhere.
15 - Pirates
2.12.2011
Beefy Five Layer Burrito & Pure Bliss
Today I had a moment. It was a moment where I felt nothing but completeness. I was sitting in my cute little car in my driveway, listening to music. The window was down, leaving the breeze to flow through my hair. I was sipping on a pepsi and eating a beefy five layer burrito. The world was a happy place. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the warmth of the moment.
Then I glanced over to my passenger seat, where a handful of hot sauce packets sat quietly next to my Del Taco hat. At the exact moment that the word "Traitor" entered my mind and guilt washed through my heart, I remembered the Taco Bell Scandal. I wasn't eating a Beefy Five Layer Burrito at all! It was most definitely a "Beef(ish) Substitutey Five Layer Burrito" Not appetising. AND it was from the competition.
I took a longing glance at my greasy delicious burrito before shooting an apologetic look towards my Del Taco hat. I shrugged my shoulders as if to say "sorry!" and took another delicious bite of my substitutey-beefish five layer burrito.
Dearest Beefy Five Layer Burrito,
Will you be my Valentine?
Love, Toni
13 - Moments of Pure Happiness
14 - Beefy Five Layer Burritos
Then I glanced over to my passenger seat, where a handful of hot sauce packets sat quietly next to my Del Taco hat. At the exact moment that the word "Traitor" entered my mind and guilt washed through my heart, I remembered the Taco Bell Scandal. I wasn't eating a Beefy Five Layer Burrito at all! It was most definitely a "Beef(ish) Substitutey Five Layer Burrito" Not appetising. AND it was from the competition.
I took a longing glance at my greasy delicious burrito before shooting an apologetic look towards my Del Taco hat. I shrugged my shoulders as if to say "sorry!" and took another delicious bite of my substitutey-beefish five layer burrito.
Dearest Beefy Five Layer Burrito,
Will you be my Valentine?
Love, Toni
13 - Moments of Pure Happiness
14 - Beefy Five Layer Burritos
2.08.2011
Star Wars
I'm a nerd at heart.
8 - I love Harry Potter
9 - I love Halo
10 - I love Lord of the Rings
11 - I love Star Wars
12 - and I love this commercial.
8 - I love Harry Potter
9 - I love Halo
10 - I love Lord of the Rings
11 - I love Star Wars
12 - and I love this commercial.
2.02.2011
yellow balloons
I love...
1 - flamingos
2 - sidewalk chalk
3 - play-doh
4 - stickers
5 - rubber ducks
6 - messages written on my windows
7 - the happy yellow balloon in the back seat of my car
2.01.2011
Ahh. The Month of Love.
Now that it's February, I feel like I should be shopping for a tacky card and a cheesy stuffed bear to go with it. But alas, I've never had the opportunity to do so.
I know these are just the things that jealous single people say, but I really don't like Valentines day. I have no problem with the colors red and pink, but together they make my stomach a little queasy.
I don't find the appeal in just one day to celebrate love. Love makes the world go round, right? So why only one day? Why do we cover love in chocolate and wrap it up in a pink ribbon? I just don't understand.
As I wandered through Walmart today, I couldn't help but find myself wandering down the Valentine's aisles. My little brother was searching for the perfect gift for his thirteen year old love interest, and I found myself feeling all sour and bitter inside. I love that my 8th grade little brother has someone to give a Valentine to, and I don't.
I don't like feeling sour and bitter inside, and I don't like that there's only ONE day to celebrate love, so I've decided that February is the month to list all of the things I love.
Here goes! :)
I know these are just the things that jealous single people say, but I really don't like Valentines day. I have no problem with the colors red and pink, but together they make my stomach a little queasy.
I don't find the appeal in just one day to celebrate love. Love makes the world go round, right? So why only one day? Why do we cover love in chocolate and wrap it up in a pink ribbon? I just don't understand.
As I wandered through Walmart today, I couldn't help but find myself wandering down the Valentine's aisles. My little brother was searching for the perfect gift for his thirteen year old love interest, and I found myself feeling all sour and bitter inside. I love that my 8th grade little brother has someone to give a Valentine to, and I don't.
I don't like feeling sour and bitter inside, and I don't like that there's only ONE day to celebrate love, so I've decided that February is the month to list all of the things I love.
Here goes! :)
Because Stalking is What We Do
Last Saturday's Adventures
After developing a rather large blister on the bottom of my foot, I decided that the obvious next thing to do was to wander around the mall and irritate it even more!
Shortly after arriving, we wandered into an art gallery. Our group was being rather loud as they observed the art, and I cringed several times as they got close to bumping into the statues.
We stopped at a painting of The Last Supper, and discussed several different parts of the painting.
"What do you think they're talking about?" Cydney asked, referring to the apostles.
"Last Night's Poker Game." Replied a worker.
We laughed and chatted with him for a minute before moving on to look at a painting of Elvis.
As we wandered through the store, I noticed that a boy with a swifter duster was following us. I kept catching him as he stared at us. "Creepy." I thought, "And kinda cute."
Cydney decided to talk to him and brighten his day. We chatted for a few minutes before leaving.
Of course, a while later, she decided to go back and get a picture of him. Not creepy at all.
The third time was when it got out of hand. I suddenly became very interested in Victoria's secret and the chocolate store, and joined them AFTER they had made contact with him. I most surely didn't want to seem like a stalker.
In the end, he gave Cydney a light bulb to brighten her day, Katie his number, and me? I got a hug.
After developing a rather large blister on the bottom of my foot, I decided that the obvious next thing to do was to wander around the mall and irritate it even more!
Shortly after arriving, we wandered into an art gallery. Our group was being rather loud as they observed the art, and I cringed several times as they got close to bumping into the statues.
We stopped at a painting of The Last Supper, and discussed several different parts of the painting.
"What do you think they're talking about?" Cydney asked, referring to the apostles.
"Last Night's Poker Game." Replied a worker.
We laughed and chatted with him for a minute before moving on to look at a painting of Elvis.
As we wandered through the store, I noticed that a boy with a swifter duster was following us. I kept catching him as he stared at us. "Creepy." I thought, "And kinda cute."
Cydney decided to talk to him and brighten his day. We chatted for a few minutes before leaving.
Of course, a while later, she decided to go back and get a picture of him. Not creepy at all.
The third time was when it got out of hand. I suddenly became very interested in Victoria's secret and the chocolate store, and joined them AFTER they had made contact with him. I most surely didn't want to seem like a stalker.
In the end, he gave Cydney a light bulb to brighten her day, Katie his number, and me? I got a hug.
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