He's Baaaaack

Yep, that's right, my not-so-little brother has returned from his mission.

I'm not going to lie, I was not prepared for the emotion that washed over me when I saw him coming down the escalator in the airport.  I started crying, yeah, I know, that's not my thing, but it happened nonetheless.

I'll be interested to see how he jumps back into life...though judging from the party he went to the night he got back and was at til 1:00am, I think he'll transition fairly well.

Obliged

This is an obligatory blog post so that I can have at least one more post than last month.
Petty and silly?
Probably.

Anyway, David comes home from his mission on Monday. It seems insane to me that he is first of all, old enough to GO on a mission, let along come HOME from a mission.

I pushed the red button, and nothing happened...

One post.

That is all.

The entire month.

I actually trolled around on blogger quite a bit last month too, I just didn't want to post anything.

Last month was less than fun for me.  I was dealing with some pretty fun health problems, working a lot (I seem to use that as an excuse a lot...there's a reason for that), and trying to have a social life (sometimes I am even successful).
A new term for school has just started, and I plan to be a bit more dedicated than I was last term.  Oh, and Paris is actually not going to happen...schedules didn't quite work out, so that's sad.

And because I'm not really in the mood to write anything witty or charming, I am going to bring this post to an end.

Hiatus

I am taking a break from being on Facebook.
Frankly, I am just annoyed with the things that keep popping up on my newsfeed, the juvenile attitudes of some of the people I am friends with (sorry, had to say it), and I know I spend too much time flitting on an off of the site.
I'm thinking I'll stay off for the rest of the month.  So I may miss out on a lot of social invitations, but I don't think I'll miss the ridiculous conversations I keep seeing pop up.

Paris

So I realized, after mentioning it in my last post, and then skimming the posts from my most recent bouts of blogaciousness, that I have NOT actually said anything about Paris.

Well, I am here to rectify that situation.

Being that it is the Year of the Classy Broad (YCB), and knowing that Classy Broads (CBs) enjoy the finer things in life; stemware, fine china, traveling, bubbly drinks, smelly cheeses and all other things CB (actually, you can keep the smelly cheeses, I was just joking about that one), Kelly and I have decided that we are going to go to Paris.

Why?

Because we can.

Why spend New Years, cold and bored in Utah, when we can spend it cold and exhilarated in Paris?  I think you can see our logic at work here.  I would rather be cold in Paris, than cold in Utah, call me crazy.

So, that's what we're doing.  We're Classy Broads doing Classy things, minus the smelly cheese.

Has anyone told you that you suck at this whole "blogging" thing?

Yes, yes they have.
But at moments like that, put my fingers in my ears, look away from the mirror and say, "I can't hear you! La la la!"

Maturity at it's finest.

My life has been incredibly busy as of late.
I have been working ridiculous overtime (but hey, now I can pay for Paris!...have I mentioned Paris yet?), I have one final left to take during this term before my next one starts, I keep trying to convince myself to be more social (I've succeeded a little bit), I've gotten really good at putting off doing laundry (much to the chagrin of others I am sure..), and I can't manage to find time to cook or go grocery shopping....one may indirectly effect the other...

I keep trying to convince myself that summer isn't almost over, and that it's not the weather turning chilly at night, but my own horrible internal heating system acting up as usual, but I know that's not the answer...or at least, not the only answer.

That being said, I AM excited for Autumn.  It is, after all, my favorite time of the year.  I've gone over all of this before, so I will spare you the reasons for my love, just know that they are there and they are real.  Yes indeed.

On another happy note, my fabulous cousin Stephanie is getting married on Friday, and I am so beyond happy for her, and her hubby-to-be, of course!  I am so glad that she found an honorable, sweet, intelligent, fantastic individual who could see how amazing she is, and take her off the market.  Congratulations to you both!  ....but mostly to Steph because she's the one that reads this and I know and like her better  :)

Eucalyptus Mint

So, Bath & Body Works has this fragrance called Eucalyptus Mint.
It is supposed to help relieve stress (sure, why not?), and I love the smell.
I first bought it as a wallflower (a plug-in room air freshener), and after a while, I noticed that (to me at least) it smelled vaguely like men's cologne...uh..yum.
Over time, I came to really, really like the smell, and decided that even if I thought it smelled like a man's scent, I could still wear it.  So I went out and bought the body spray...and the shampoo.  I love it.  And I get compliments on it, so I figure I can't smell too manly, right?