Do we know...Moe?

Today I was at work (really, where else would I be?) and this guy came in, looked around for a second, said he was meeting some friends there and then went outside to wait for them. I couldn't help but feel like I knew this person from somewhere. He looked so much like this kid I went to High School with up in Washington, but the odds of running into someone from there, down here aren't that good...although it's happened before.

So when he came back in, I said, "Okay, this may sound completely weird and not make any sense to you, but did you go to Mount Si?"
"Yeah, I did. I thought you looked familiar!"
At least we were on the same page right?
Neither of us knew the others name, so we exchanged those and how we both came to be where we are, it would have been even cooler if we'd known each other. (But we didn't)

So cute!

My nephew is adorable, and though I may be biased, I know scads of people not related in any way to either of us, who completely agree with me.
However, I don't get to see him a whole lot. My brother and his wife live up in Logan with my parents, and I only manage to visit a few times a year. I did however, get to see him today! As I previously stated, David went into the MTC today, and my family brought him down, but before they did that, they visited me at work so I could do my sisterly duty and make him feel weird about having to take a picture with, and hug a girl (me).

Anyway! I was wondering if James would be afraid of me, or just not like me, or whatever, but I was delighted to find that he gave me a big grin when I said "Hello" to him. Now, this may all be just because his dad and I happen to look a lot alike, but I'm going to go with the theory that the kid just has good taste.

The Long and the Short of it

My little.... no, he's not little anymore, my younger brother reported to the MTC this afternoon. How weird is that?!
I mean, I understand the concept of aging and progressing, growing and all that jazz, but seriously? Isn't he only like 10 years old?

I apparently have a hard time visualizing this. Which is funny being that I've only been living in Salt Lake for 3 years, and I have seen him at least a few times a year for each of those years, something inside tells me I should have noticed that the kid now stands somewhere around 6 foot or so and that I could probably no longer beat him at arm wrestling (which is incredibly sad, that one used to make me pretty happy). All that is lost on a brain like mine, he is forever going to be that short, blonde boy who drove me crazy throughout my childhood and adolescence.

However, as I saw him walk into my work this morning, his towering figure in a dark blue suit, I was forced to come to the realization that David is not in elementary school anymore (I'm a quick one, I know) and that the next time I see him, he'll be -gulp- an adult!

I am excited to see how he changes and grows while he's on his mission, both physically and spiritually. He and I have never been what I would call "close", but I really do love him and wish him all the best as he embarks on this next phase of his life, and I have to get it out now, because I'm horrible at letter writing (ask any of my siblings or friends who don't live near me).

So good luck out there Bro! And no, I can't believe you didn't take a camera with you.

Aida

My fantastic roommate is purely that, FANTASTIC!
Aside from being her usual amazing self, she planned a fun weekend down in St. George as a last kick-off before the weather turns south.
After I get off work tomorrow, we will travel to the land southward and stay with her co-worker Sarah and her husband. Then on Saturday, we'll go to the St. George Temple, see the sights, and that evening, we have tickets for Aida. I am way excited about it! I have never seen Aida before, and it should be a lot of fun!
Then we'll take our time coming back up, and maybe hit Arches while we're down there. I have been needing some sort of release, and I think that this may be the perfect thing!

Don't you wish my roommate was your roommate?

Too bad, you can't have her. :)

Twitchy little ferret

My left eye has been twitching pretty consistently for the last week or so. I find it quite annoying, and irritating that it continues to happen. Usually when my eye twitches, it's quite clearly just a muscle spasm, my whole eye seems to close, and then it goes away. The recent convulsing has been faint and regular, which I think is even more frustrating. I'm not sure why it's happening, so I looked up some common causes of eye twitching (highly scientific), reasons include:

• Fatigue or lack of sleep (I've actually been pretty well rested lately, no late nights for me!)
  
• Over consumption of caffeine (I don't partake of caffeine, so I was able to rule this one out)
  
• Physical or emotional stress (This could be it, but I'm less stressed now than I have been in the past, so I'm not so sure)
  
• Anxiety or phobias (They did do a corn maze for FHE this week, and corn fields freak me out, but I didn't go, so that phobia one is out. I might be anxious....maybe)
  
• Brain damage or other neurological disorders (Don't even go there....shame on those of you who think they just solved my problem...)
  
• Associated with temper tantrums (It's been years since I threw a good temper tantrum)
  
• Eye stress associated with extended viewing of the computer screen (I see the irony that I'm writing this on the computer, but I don't sit in front of the computer enough to warrant this)
  
• Epilepsy (ummm....no)

Guess we'll see if it persists. Just don't laugh at me too hard if I'm all twitchy.

I would like to thank the Academy...

I would like to thank Kat for taking my shift at work today, thus giving me ample time to do the homework I had so successfully procrastinated up until that point.
I would like to thank my homework for being less work than I originally thought, and taking up less time than I allotted for it.
I would like to thank my roommate for reminding me that I was doing laundry otherwise I would have left it in the machine unattended.
I would like to thank myself for doing the blasted dishes.
I would like to thank Ashley for making me laugh, and driving me home from class.
I would like to thank the powers-that-be who canceled choir for tonight so that Kelly could be home.
I would like to thank my parents and my grandma for coming to visit me for a few minutes on Sunday.
I would like to thank Millie for bringing apples to class.
I would like to thank Leah for thinking I'm funny, not insane.
I would like to thank Karen for giving me that design magazine.
I would like to thank the weather for providing me with beautiful, crunchy leaves to walk through.
I would like to thank you for reading these crazy posts of mine...and for continuing to come back!

Hair today

I cut my hair last week. It's the shortest I've had it in about 5 years or so. I have avoided having short hair for a while because I don't feel that it suits me very well. So what on earth prompted me to chop it off? Boredom. Sheer and utter boredom with my hair. That and I saw how my hair looked from the back while I was at work, and it was gross.
The only problem with my now shortened tresses, is that I can't do the "wash-and-go" anymore. I actually have to do something with my hair (or pretend to at least). For those of you that are aware of my love/hate relationship with doing my hair, you know what a big step this is for me. For those of you who don't, it's not pretty.
So if you see me, and my hair looks like it has won the most recent battle, know that I will eventually win the war! Even if it takes until it grows out again...