Riddle Me This...

Last week a lady came into the office where I work wearing a beanie, a long sleeved shirt, a puffy vest, capris, and flip flops.

Was she going to the beach later? Or maybe cross country skiing?

One can only wonder.

Then yesterday morning while I was making my trek to Intro to Design I saw a man on campus wearing a black short sleeved shirt, black shorts, black flip flops, and black and gray striped mittens.

At least he had the decency to be consistent with color.

There is a strange fashion phenomenon taking over Utah County.

Tomorrow I'm planning on wearing my swimming suit, ski parka, and rain boots.

xo

Snuggled.

Tonight I am feeling...yucky.

I'm sure it's a combination of not enough sleep and too much to do. pray it's not the flu.

Right now I'm snuggled in my favorite quilt dreaming of home and plans.

My brain is a cluttered mess of incomplete thoughts, but one.

I'm so grateful.

For everything.

I have everything.

What a beautiful thought.

Thank you friends, for letting me have this little corner of the world where I can share my thoughts, the beautiful and otherwise.

xo

Legs

On the south side of campus is a very long set of stairs and a long trail that leads up to campus.

I always opt for the stairs.

I call them "The Steps of Shame."

I walk up these stairs: Every. Day.

And every day I take my two little legs and I try to tromp as quickly as I can up this vicious flight of stairs.

And every day a different person passes me by taking two to three steps at a time.

It's as if they see me struggling to make it up one step at a time and they say "GO GO GADGET LEGS!" And then they shmooze past me like a mountain goat.

Sometimes I want to yell "Unimpressed!"

But that would be a lie. against honor code.

I'm quite impressed with these Inspector Gadget meets Centaur BYU students.

But not as impressed as they'll be when I zip past them on the trail on one of these.

xo

Sometimes....

I wonder why I'm in Provo.

I wish I was two inches taller.

I pretend like my middle is spelled "Danielle" and not "Daniele".

I want to pack up my belongings and move to the beach.

I wonder how much longer I'll have to be patient for this shows how little patience I have.

I just need a hug.

I swear.

I say I'm going to eat one cookie, and then I multiply it by 6.

I forget how blessed I am.

I miss my mom and dad so much I think about hopping in my car and driving home.

I'm selfish.

I sing really loud and off key.

I wish I could take away pain from the people I love.

I break my promises.

I do really stupid things like burn my knee on my curling iron.

I cry for people I don't really even know.

I dream too much.

I want Ace to come home already.

I procrastinate.

I wish I could play an instrument and not make people's ears bleed.

I miss my sisters so much it hurts.

Sometimes I laugh and can't explain why.

And every now and then I remember that I am a child of God, which is more than enough to make up for what I myself am not.

xo

Home Sweet Home

This semester I'm taking a class called "Housing the Family".

I think it should be called dream-on-cause-you-aint-evah-gonna-own-a-house.

I also think my Prof.'s motto is "I pity da fool who thinks they're gonna own one." because she's a tall ex-wrestler with sweet style and a mohawk. Our first assignment consisted of finding a "starter home" on a recent college grads budget (about 30,000-70,000 bones a year).

I was pleased to find out once I graduate from school I will be able to afford a microwave box and a spot under the local highway overpass.

The deeper I get into this class the more I'm impressed by people who

A) own a home

B) are still making payments on a home

C) can sleep at night knowing they're paying for a home

If you are in any of the above categories, you are my hero.

xo

Friday Favorites!!

Hello again friends!!

Its Jaclyn. Sorry that I went missing.

Here are some Friday favorites:

Burt's Bees Honey and Bilberry Foot Creme

A hint of honey is a great substitute to the normal peppermint found in foot cremes. This smells a little too good and you may want to lick your feet. Don't.

I unfortunately live in a place where the high today was 95 degrees and mixed with 100% humidity and you have got one hot, sweaty day.

So due to living in such a sweaty place. I have found Fruit Chillers, if you have not tried these yet you should. Usually they are next to the canned fruit

Grape is my favorite.

Ah, Shabby Apple. Need I say more?

Too bad I won't be able to wear this for another 6 months.

And this girl.....

HAPPY BIRFHDAY (thats how they say it here,no joke) to my Smeena!!

I love your guts and will eat a cupcake in your honor they just opened a shop right next to my house, yikes!

Your beauty, wisdom and humor astonish me!

Love. Love. Hug. Hug.

p.s. I ordered you a pandora bracelet. Don't be mad. hehe

Nutella Pancakes

Tonight I made Nutella Pancakes for dinner.

During the process of pouring, mixing, and flipping my mind wandered to last semester.

For me last semester meant change.

I moved out of my parents house.

I left the beautiful warmth of Southern Utah.

I started going to a new school.

I switched majors.

I grew my bangs out. a smallish sort of change. but change nevertheless.

Change was an everyday occurrence.

My biggest attempt at change was dating someone I mostly liked, but never could've loved, in hopes of forgetting a certain someone.

I found out that the heart is a very stubborn sort of organ.

Not keen on change.

My heart kindly told my brain, "No thank you. Not him."

And my brain said, "Please? I need change."

And then my heart and my head stopped speaking for a while.

Guess what? you- what?

Ultimately my heart won the battle.

I had to tell the boy "later gator" and as you can imagine he wasn't happy.

Because even though I wanted to change my heart I couldn't.

Not even for him.

Not even for me.

While I was washing the dishes tonight I decided that the theme for this semester is going to be patience.

Patience with:

myself.

my family.

change.

my heart.

time.

things I can't control.

And that's why this scripture (Alma 7:23) is my mantra for the semester.

"And now I would that ye should be humble, and be submissive and gentle; easy to be entreated; full of patience and long-suffering; being temperate in all things; being diligent in keeping the commandments of God at all times; asking for whatsoever things ye stand in need, both spiritual and temporal; always returning thanks unto God for whatsoever things ye do receive."

Patience, darlings.

xo