Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Mud and a Maze

Roommates and I went to family night with our ward last night.
Best thing about fall activities? Corn maze time!
It was drizzling and super muddy.
We kinda slipped around all over the place.
But we finished the maze in half an hour.
"I think we are ready to go pro."
Then we may or may not have gotten some refreshments...after we realized that it wasn't our ward passing our refreshments.
(By the way, we have no idea who those boys are in our photo.)

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Pleaaaase Fall...

Logan is getting cold. Granted, not as cold as it's been back at home, but still cold. Oh, and most my warm winter jackets and shoes and coats are back in Idaho.
No worries, I'm making do. I texted this picture to my parents today with a note (backstory: my parents have been telling me to go buy warm stuff if I'm freezing. I'm cheap and I'd rather wait till I got home in two weeks). My dad answered saying I looked like I was having fun and did I buy that vest?

I've had this vest since middle school.
That's like sixth grade and now I'm a sophomore in college.
Is it weird that I've kept it for so long? Or that it still fits?

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Two Choices...

Sometimes life seems a little crazy.
Things happen that we didn't expect.
Sometimes those things are really great.
They leave you laughing till you're crying and you're up way too late talking and you feel content.
Sometimes those things are not so great.
And you're left feeling like you got sucker punched in the chest. And you can't really breathe. And then you're mad because you feel that way.
See, not so great.
So you're left with two choices.
To cave or not to cave.
To cave, would be to give into everything you feel at that very second.
Not to cave, would be to take a deep breath, acknowledge what you feel, and finish your math homework....and then to just cry into your pillow later (the fourth step is optional).
I chose the latter.

“Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow. ”
― Mary Anne Radmacher