Ils Me Manquent

School is crazy this semester. I hardly have time to even think about my personal life it seems. I have never had such a busy semester and I want to shout for joy I am so overjoyed that it's more than half way over. But recently my mind suddenly decided to allow personal thoughts to intrude. Unfortunately, these thoughts weren't particularly welcome.

I miss my best friends.

They are both lame (and amazing) and left me to serve missions (which I am so proud of them for doing). Despite the fact that I am SO happy that they are doing what they are supposed to, and are AMAZING missionaries, I want them back here with me!

At least, in theory, I selfishly do.

My Bestest Friend Ever
(yes, I AM 20)

His weekly emails are incredible and he sounds like such an outstanding missionary. I always knew he would be amazing, because that's just how he is, but I am still blown away by his faith and love for the work he is doing and the people of Lithuania. He is pretty much the most amazing guy I've ever known. He always made me want to be better, and he still does, all the way from Lithuania.

My Other Best Male Friend Ever

This picture is just so him. His emails are also wonderful to read. He has grown so much and has become such a strong, amazing missionary. He is one of the nicest, funniest people I have ever met. He was ALWAYS there for me and in an odd way, I still feel like he is. Maybe he has been gone for almost 18 months, and has about 7 left, but it kind of doesn't feel like a big deal. That probably doesn't make sense. I miss him like crazy, but he is still my Jonny. I am so proud of him for serving his mission!


Pretty much I was blessed with the BEST friends ever in junior high/high school. These two have both always been such UNBELIEVABLE examples for me. I know that I am who I am today because of the influences they've had on me over the years. I miss these two like crazy, but I really am so happy they are on their missions. Neither of them would be the amazing guys I know if they weren't. It's just a part of them. I don't think I ever even wondered if they were going to serve missions.

I just can't wait for about seven months from now when my wonderful Jonny comes home. Or for like five months after that when my bestie comes back!

Until then . . . I guess I'm just going to have to go back to those all-consuming school thoughts . . . ? :)

Shabby Apple SALE!

If you haven't heard of Shabby Apple Dresses, it's high time you did. And here is the perfect opportunity! A garden party dress sale. Shabby Apple's whole purpose is to design and sell fashionable dresses that are MODEST. They don't want you to have to add anything - no tank top or cardigan or anything.

So all their dresses are modest and pretty much ALL their dresses are amazing. I have my eyes on quite a few of them. Unfortunately, as a poor college student I don't exactly have the funds to buy them. Hence my excitement about this sale. It's going to be this Saturday, August 28th, in Salt Lake City. The deals will be great and it sounds like a fun little party too.

For more details about the sale, click here. If you just want to understand what all the fuss is about, visit their site and see for yourself how amazing their dresses are.

I hope you decide to take advantage of the sale! :) I know I'm planning on it!

Sonny With a Chance of Perfection

Oh my goodness. I know I already blogged in February about how much I love Disney channel and Disney channel stars – particularly Sterling Knight and David Henrie – but I just have to blog about it again. Because tonight . . . all my Sonny With a Chance dreams came true.

Back in January, I was feeling very upset that there hadn’t been any new Sonny With a Chance episodes in like FOREVER, so I tried to find some information online about when the new season would start. On one site, I found something that said the season would start on February 14th with an episode called “Falling for the Falls.” I read the description and FLIPPED OUT. I was so excited it was really quite embarrassing. But the season started . . . and it wasn’t with that episode. So I was feeling worried that maybe the episode was made up. But I didn’t give up hope.
Then, this week, I was looking through the DVR listing and saw that there was a new Sonny on Sunday. I read the title and OH MY GOODNESS, it was “Falling for the Falls, Part 1.” Needless to say, I completely freaked out. And I have been freaking out all week.
Tonight, I watched this episode. And it was SOOO incredible. Best. Episode. Ever. It was hilarious and so perfect. Sonny and Chad . . . I love you. And it’s official. I love Sterling Knight. Even more than David Henrie. Which is saying an awful lot.

The Disney Channel obsession lives on.

I Just Love Clogging!

I've been a bit busy so it's been awhile since I should have done this post. For one thing, I went to Zion's for Memorial Day weekend with my fabulous friend Rebecca and her awesome family. I'd never been and it was wonderful. I'm an official fan. Now I'm so excited to go to Bryce later in the summer with my parents and Emily.

Now the stuff that actually goes with the title...

So last week (ha) I went to Emily's last clogging performance. She was on a team at Edgemont Elementary School that was like an after school extracurricular activity thing. She doesn't actually go to Edgemont, but Amber teaches the team. So it was the end of the year performance and I went. I ended up doing the music. I was pretty good at pressing play, if I do say so myself.

During the first dance, I was reminded just how much I adore clogging. It's crazy - there's very few things in this world that I love to hear more than clogging steps that are done on the beat. It just sounds so right. It's like instant satisfaction for me. It doesn't matter what level of clogging it is; when it happens, it's always just like magic to me. Yes, I realize this sounds weird. But unfortunately, that's just how it is.

Every time I go to a clogging performance or competition or anything, I remember just how much I really, truly love clogging. I always miss it and find myself wishing I hadn't quit. Most the time reason works its way in and I remember that I needed to at that point, but sometimes it doesn't. In either case, I still miss it.

Clogging is so wonderful and I find myself thinking more and more lately that I want to start again. Not necessarily for real, like with a team, but at least just for myself somehow. I guess we'll see how that goes...

Well, this is incredible.

I saw this video and just had to share it. It's a baby hearing his mother's voice for the first time - made possible by a cochlear implant. It's beautiful. I maybe cried a little.