Monday, April 30, 2012

Moving Home

So I moved back home.  Now, my guess is that a lot of college kids would wonder why I would move back under my parents roof after I had tasted independence and living on my own.  To be truly honest, I wouldn't blame those kids who questioned my judgement on moving back.  When I moved out, I was so happy to be out on my own and responsible.  Yet, despite all of the perks of moving out, there was just something there calling me back.

Now I had already considered moving home to spend more time with my family after spring semester because I had my mission coming up.  However, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that moving home would probably be best.  And it turned out I was right.  There was a lot to be done around the house that I could help out with.  The yard work alone has kept me busy the last few days and there is still a bunch more to do, but who am I to complain?  It just means I get a jump start on the summer tan right?  Only to lose it once I get to the MTC and wear a suit.

Another plus was having my old room back, which has been spectacular since my room at home is considerably larger than the one at the apartment.  I finally got around to installing the tie racks too; now they all hang neatly in the closet.  

Further still, I have company during the day now.  You see, when I was going to college, I had my classes in the afternoons which left my mornings open to work.  Since I worked from the apartment during the mornings (when all my roommates had their classes) I was often left alone.  And for anybody that knows me, being alone is not my favorite.  Now that I'm moved home, little brother Mack is around to keep me company and if he's gone to Pre-School, then there's my trusty dog Ace.  Some of you may be making the conclusion at this point that my mother works, which isn't true, she's a stay at home mom and I'm happy to have her.  After all, if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be here, be who I am, or be able to match my clothes!

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Summer's Coming

It doesn't take a genius to feel the change in the air.  Already, people are taking walks in the evening, kids are riding their bikes around, and of course out comes the summer clothing.  So if the Mayan Calendar theory is correct, this will be the last summer we ever have...The Summer of 2012.  That has a nice ring to it.  What would you be doing during the Summer of 2012?  I'll be leaving for my mission to Quito, Ecuador.  What better way to experience the end of the world than to be out in the mission field? Of course, that would be if I believed in the Mayan Calender theory (which I don't).

Enjoy your summers!

Monday, December 5, 2011

Christmas Time!!

Quick Note:  You'll want to mute the music that usually plays when you're on my blog for this post.  Simply find the playlist on the right side and hit pause.  :)

As you have all probably noticed, Christmas is nearly upon us.  Tis a time of joy and cheer!  A time of Christmas music played on the radio more than anything else.  Truly, it's the best holiday.  Now, we all also know that Christmas means different things to everyone.  That being said, I find it appropriate that this be shared as an example:

Now back to the topic, many of us have Christmas traditions that we carry out with our family each year.  For example, my family does a very special Christmas Eve dinner wherein we eat foods that represent the different miracles that Christ performed during his time on earth.  We drink a Sparkling Cider Grape Juice something or other (represents the water turned to wine by Jesus).  We have Garlic Bread and Salmon (representing the feeding of the 5,000).  We have fresh fruits (the pineapple is cut into stars to represent Christ's Birth).  And many other scrumptious foods.

One thing I've really pushed for that seems to have worked so far, is to after our Christmas Eve Dinner, is to watch the Polar Express.  I really love the way it helps preserve what Christmas is all about and the magic that comes with believing in Santa.  Don't you remember being a kid and having a hard time going to sleep knowing that Santa was on the way?  Those were the longest nights of my life!

So as Christmas comes around this year, be sure to remember back to when you were little.  Let the magic of Christmas take hold again and enjoy it for everything it is.  In the words of Josh Groban:  Believe in what your Heart is Saying, Hear the Melody that's playing, there's no time to waste, there's so much to celebrate.  Believe in what you feel inside, and give your dreams the wings to fly.  You have everything you need....If you just believe.

Thursday, November 17, 2011


Sometimes I look back at decisions I've made and wonder if I've made the right one.  For example, this morning I had Cheerios instead of toast...was that the right decision?  My answer is...Who cares?  However, when it comes to the big decisions I've made, like choosing not to play football my junior year of high school and instead get a job.  Looking back, I think I made the right choice by choosing to work instead.  Then, during my senior year of high school, was it the right choice to play again and lose hours at work?  I don't know what would've happened had I chose to not to.  But I can tell you that I was stretched pretty thin that year.

Now that I'm moved out and supposed to be responsible (not that I'm irresponsible), I find myself wondering about decision I make everyday.  I'll even ask myself questions like: "Can I afford this?"  Do I really need that?"  "What would Optimus Prime do?"  (that one happens more often than you'd think haha) "Is this a good use of my time?"  These questions constantly tug at my mind when I finally settle in for the night.

When I was on student council during high school, we often had discussions about how to boost school morale and get people involved.  Something that was often brought up was how not everyone would like a specific activity we would put on.  During one of these particular discussions, I remembered a thought from that year's leadership conference at Dixie State.  "While the decisions you make may not be the best ones, it is up to you to make it the best one."

I'll admit sometimes I wish that I could go back and change a decision that I made here or there.  But for the most part, I recognize that even though there were better choices available to me, the choices I made were good ones too.  It is my hope that all of us out there, try not to let our past mistakes weigh to heavily upon us. Should we experience a bad decision:

Learn from it and move on, but be sure not to drag it behind you, because it will only slow you down.

P.S. I really wish I would've paid attention to my math professor rather than played Risk on my iPod today in class.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Life is Random

It's been a while since I've posted and I figured that tonight would be a great night start back into it.  Before I do though, let me just say there's a lot to cover.  There's the Deer Hunt, and our cooking escapade, and my roommates badgering me into finding a date...etc.  Might as well start with the first one.

Over UVU's fall break, I went up to Clearfield, Utah to hunt with my cousin John and his buddy Weston.  I arrived at my uncle's house the night "before" the hunt so as to be ready to go the next morning.   I took Green Lantern with me on my iPod so I could watch a movie before I went to bed.  After watching the movie, I ended up going to sleep around 12:30 or so.  I was told to be ready to go by 10:00 the next morning.  For those of you who know a thing or two about want to be in your spot on the mountain sometime around 6:30 if you want to get an advantage over the other hunters.  My thoughts were: "we must not be that serious about the hunt this year."  I didn't mind because I didn't have a tag and couldn't shoot, so I was fine with it.  What ended up happening was us driving up to the mountain the next day and camping overnight to hunt saturday morning.  I had forgotten the hunt started on saturday and not friday, but through some miscommunication, I thought we'd be hunting friday.  Since I hadn't brought any of my overnight stuff, I had to borrow  it from my cousins.  So we got up there and got our campsite claimed.  We were up a small draw away from all the big trailers and such so we'd have some privacy.  We set our sleeping bags up on the trailer and then went to scout the mountain.  We were just east of Grouse Creek Utah, which is pretty much the north west tip of Utah.  The air was clean and fresh so that was nice too.  We saw several deer (does and fawns) during our scouting ride.  We ate some Tinfoil dinners for dinner that night.  The great thing about them was they had Elk Meat.  We also had an extra one and guess who got to eat that...haha me.  We woke up really early the next morning and in the confusion of trying to hurry to get up on the mountain, I accidentally set off the truck's alarm.  Yeah, I made a lot of "not-friends" as my cousin John would put it.  After we got that taken care of we quickly got to our pre-picked spot and waited.  About ten minutes before the legal shooting time, a large 3-point walked in front of us.  We had to watch it go.  And sure enough...ten minutes later.  We heard shots ring out all over the place.  Everywhere except for where we were.  Go figure.

The second thing of note to happen would have to be our cooking adventure.  My roommate Jonny and I began cooking chicken to use in Fajitas.  I hadn't the faintest idea what to do, so I busied myself with the helper/assistant to the cook tasks.  Jonny put the butter in the frying pan and something went wrong.  It began issuing a lot of smoke/vapor/whispy cloud that I quickly filled the apartment and drifted upstairs.  I opened the windows and began fanning with my 3 by 4 amazon box that I still hadn't thrown away (it was the largest thing available to fan with).  So I ended up going to institute with that smell still on me.

Later that same evening, I was trying to get a date for our halloween party thing we're doing at our apartment.  After my first try was unsuccessful, I thought it might be better for me to just head back home to SF for the holiday and not worry about it.  Most people probably already had plans anyways.  James and Jonny weren't going to have that though. Thus began the pestering and badgering.

So that's a quick summary of what's been happening for me.  Nothing too exciting.  Not like grandma who goes out on the town with her peeps every week  :D  At least, that's the running joke here.