Wednesday, December 9, 2009
My Crib
Last Sunday I was over at my parents house cleaning up after dinner when I told my mother, "When I move home in a few weeks I'm going to make a sick crib in the basement!". My mom gave me a 'what-in-the-world-is-she-talking-about face', and then she said, "Why on earth would you want to build a crib in the basement?" I started laughing really hard, mean-while my dad, who surprised me in the first place for even know what sort of crib I was talking about, began to explain what a crib is to my mother. Then she looked at me and said without any question, "No you are not!!". Then my dad, feeling a little sorry for me, since my mother just destroyed my dreams within a matter of seconds, said very quietly and unsure, "She can if she wants." Haha, I love my parents. I've already got it all plotted out, and I'm super excited for it to all come together nicely.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Moving Away
It happened, I got my mission call!!
Growing up I always said I wanted to go on a mission (being young and naive). Then when I hit teenage years I decided that was a bad idea. Then at the age of twenty I REALLY wanted to go, I was dying to go, but couldn't because I wasn't 21 yet. Then when I actually turned 21 I didn't feel like that was what was in store for me. I moved into a really cute house by the Provo Library with my best friend Jessica Wilson and things just went from there. I started to think about the option of going on a mission. And it stuck. I prayed about it and finally decided to talk to my bishop about it. After all of the hoops you have to jump through, I got my papers all done and sent in on Sunday November 22nd 2009. I figured my papers would be two weeks out. So this past Wednesday (Only a week after I had sent my papers in) both of my parents called me about different things, but nothing about receiving my call. Then, that night at around 9:30, me and my roommate were watching a movie and falling asleep when my phone began to ring, I read the name on the screen "Dad". I thought to myself, and said out loud to Jessica, "Why is my dad calling me soooo late?" So I answer, and he said, "Brit, I just checked the mail and there is a big envelope from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints addressed to you, it might be your call". Jessica said at that moment my face appeared as though someone had passed away, and my dad was just relaying the message. I told Jessica it was here, and she said, "LET'S GO!" So we jumped in my car, and got on the freeway. Meanwhile, I called my brother Devin, and Justin to tell them to come to my parents house so I could open something! I had kept the fact that I was going on a mission a secret to most besides my parents and a few friends. So Devin and Justin came to my parents house. I was going to stand but I thought my knees might give out so I sat down on the carpet and opened my call. I began to read the letter to myself, and then my mom got mad at me and said, "BRITNEY! Read it out loud!!!" So I read it out loud. My voice got shakey, but I did not cry! (Surprise). My jaw dropped for a few minutes. I thought for sure I'd be going out of the states to some foreign land with different looking people, language and I'd have to eat brains for dinner. But NOPE, not what the Lord had in store for me. I got my call to Los Angeles California, Spanish speaking. I am to report to the MTC on January 13th 2010. Most calls are about 3 months away from when they open them. For some reason, mine was only over a month away! I was really sad about the date I was supposed to leave, only because I had told the McEwan family I would watch their children in February while their parents went on a cruise, and I was also hoping to save more money before I left to help pay for things. I was so dissapointed in the date that my head fell to the floor and I began to rub my head into the carpet. My mom said, "What is wrong!?" I told her that my departure date was a lot sooner than I wanted. But I knew it was supposed to be, so I decided to give up my dissapointment on that. There is no need to worry about something I can't change. In my area I have Beverly Hills, as well as Compton. I'm going to get a little taste of everything. I am also really GLAD I'm learning Spanish. I think it will be wonderful for me! I'm not sure that the actual reality of it has hit my just yet. I'm still pretty numb to the idea. But hopefully I won't get too sad about it once it hits me. Everyone has been really supportive and excited for me which is very helpful to make me have a positive attitude about going. I'm really excited to go preach the gospel and grow to be more christ-like. I know it is going to be hard, and that I'm going to have a lot of different emotions, but I know that I'm doing what is right, and that I'm following the promptings of the spirit in my life to guide me to where I need to be. I'm really excited to go and have crazy/sad/fun/spritiual experiences that will help shape me into the person that I need to become.
Growing up I always said I wanted to go on a mission (being young and naive). Then when I hit teenage years I decided that was a bad idea. Then at the age of twenty I REALLY wanted to go, I was dying to go, but couldn't because I wasn't 21 yet. Then when I actually turned 21 I didn't feel like that was what was in store for me. I moved into a really cute house by the Provo Library with my best friend Jessica Wilson and things just went from there. I started to think about the option of going on a mission. And it stuck. I prayed about it and finally decided to talk to my bishop about it. After all of the hoops you have to jump through, I got my papers all done and sent in on Sunday November 22nd 2009. I figured my papers would be two weeks out. So this past Wednesday (Only a week after I had sent my papers in) both of my parents called me about different things, but nothing about receiving my call. Then, that night at around 9:30, me and my roommate were watching a movie and falling asleep when my phone began to ring, I read the name on the screen "Dad". I thought to myself, and said out loud to Jessica, "Why is my dad calling me soooo late?" So I answer, and he said, "Brit, I just checked the mail and there is a big envelope from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints addressed to you, it might be your call". Jessica said at that moment my face appeared as though someone had passed away, and my dad was just relaying the message. I told Jessica it was here, and she said, "LET'S GO!" So we jumped in my car, and got on the freeway. Meanwhile, I called my brother Devin, and Justin to tell them to come to my parents house so I could open something! I had kept the fact that I was going on a mission a secret to most besides my parents and a few friends. So Devin and Justin came to my parents house. I was going to stand but I thought my knees might give out so I sat down on the carpet and opened my call. I began to read the letter to myself, and then my mom got mad at me and said, "BRITNEY! Read it out loud!!!" So I read it out loud. My voice got shakey, but I did not cry! (Surprise). My jaw dropped for a few minutes. I thought for sure I'd be going out of the states to some foreign land with different looking people, language and I'd have to eat brains for dinner. But NOPE, not what the Lord had in store for me. I got my call to Los Angeles California, Spanish speaking. I am to report to the MTC on January 13th 2010. Most calls are about 3 months away from when they open them. For some reason, mine was only over a month away! I was really sad about the date I was supposed to leave, only because I had told the McEwan family I would watch their children in February while their parents went on a cruise, and I was also hoping to save more money before I left to help pay for things. I was so dissapointed in the date that my head fell to the floor and I began to rub my head into the carpet. My mom said, "What is wrong!?" I told her that my departure date was a lot sooner than I wanted. But I knew it was supposed to be, so I decided to give up my dissapointment on that. There is no need to worry about something I can't change. In my area I have Beverly Hills, as well as Compton. I'm going to get a little taste of everything. I am also really GLAD I'm learning Spanish. I think it will be wonderful for me! I'm not sure that the actual reality of it has hit my just yet. I'm still pretty numb to the idea. But hopefully I won't get too sad about it once it hits me. Everyone has been really supportive and excited for me which is very helpful to make me have a positive attitude about going. I'm really excited to go preach the gospel and grow to be more christ-like. I know it is going to be hard, and that I'm going to have a lot of different emotions, but I know that I'm doing what is right, and that I'm following the promptings of the spirit in my life to guide me to where I need to be. I'm really excited to go and have crazy/sad/fun/spritiual experiences that will help shape me into the person that I need to become.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Finding Life
A friend told me yesterday that it's very important to wake up happy. Maybe, if it's not a regular occurrence for you, you should put a poster of Zac Efron above your bed, or make sure you have a symphony bar neatly placed on your nightstand, freshly peeled back so you can reach over and take a delicious bite to start your day off on the right taste. There are a lot of ways you can make this happen. You could set your alarm to wake you up with a little Barry White, or better yet Britney Spears, whatever you fancy. In my opinion, a 5 minute dance party, alone or with another soul, would be the ideal way to start my day off in the right direction. There's nothing like a few sharp moves and groves to some rockin tunes to get me going on a good high. I hope you have been inspired now to do whatever it takes to get your body physically and mentally prepared for a wonderful, delightful day!
Friday, October 16, 2009
I'm beginning to miss Interior Design (surprise!)
is to design and build my own AMAZING house one day in a very beautiful location. I'm banking on marrying a rich man, who will let me do that, 
otherwise my dream might be shattered. But for now I'll just keep dreaming. :) I also want to travel the world and see all of the amazing architecture.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
The Seasons are Changing
To begin this fall season... bu dum bum! I'm sick. BUT wellness will prevail. I'm going to miss the warm sun and the summer breeze, but snow is pretty and fun to snowboard on. So I will hopefully survive. I bought a new jacket yesterday which I'm pretty excited to test out once the cold weather approaches.
I know that everyone is always comparing life to the weather or a storm of some sort, but as the seasons change it only reminds me that my life is always in motion. We are often entering a new door to a new experience. I dislike change, but lately I've been begging for it. We can't allow ourselves to get too set in our ways or we will be swept out from under our feet sooner or later. If we live our lives as if we are a swing, hanging long from the top of the metal bar, and as soon as a huge wind blows in it swings with the breeze and becomes one with it's surroundings. That is the only way we can come to cope and find peace with the situation we might be placed in. As long as we hold tight to the bar that we are connected to, the bar that gives us our main support and holds us up 24/7, we will survive, we will stand strong and be able to survive any breeze that might blow our way.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
The Tub
The one thing I love to do in this world that doesn't cost money, unless you are not equipped with a tub, is to relax in the bathtub! When I lived at home I would get in the bathtub on almost a daily basis, with lit candles and music playing. It's SO relaxing. When I saw this picture I fell in love! That's it, I'm going to have my own outside bathtub. If you know me in ten years, and you would like to come test it out, please let me know before you come, so I can make sure I'm not in it. ;)Check THIS tub out.
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