Bear Lake

Last week I went to Bear Lake with Craig and his older brother and sister Dan and Jesse. It was absolutely freezing the entire time...as a matter of fact it was snowing half the time. First snow fall of the winter! I definitely did not pack enough winter clothes for the trip but I was grateful for lots of blankets. Because it was too cold, we didn't get the chance to take the jet ski's out on the lake. We spent lots of time in the cabin playing games, mostly spider solitaire. I am proud to announce that Craig and I beat the hardest level twice. We did get the chance to take the ATV's out on Saturday. Craig has no mercy on those things but it was still way fun. There was some hot dog roasting and some gun shooting. It was definitely nice to get away from school and work for a few days. Totally worth it.

We played a little Poker one night. As you can see Craig kicked my trash. He got pretty much all the candy. I was left with just a snickers and one rolo.

Such a STUD

This was a nightly occurance...watching movies with Craig, Dan and Jesse


He doesn't do it too often but I got the pleasure of Craig serenading me.

Just having some fun in the mountains.

Craig and I going off jumps.

Mornings

I woke up this morning being re-confirmed of the fact that I absolutely hate the mornings. I've been doing really good lately since I have a 9:30 class on Tuesday and Thursdays and that I have to be to work at 7 on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. But this morning was just one of those mornings...

The mornings when the first thing you think of is KILL ME NOW...

The mornings where you walk out and your hair looks absolutely outrageous...the bangs are plastered to your face and the rest of your hair is a frizz ball.

The mornings when you look at your hag self in the mirror for about 5 minutes debating if you should put on make up for the day...and then reality sets in and you really notice how much of a hag you look like and you wouldn't dare walking out in public like that.

The mornings when you don't feel like standing anymore to get ready so you literally sit an inch away from your mirror on your nasty 30 year old (or older) carpet at the riviera and not even think twice about it.

The mornings when you think you've picked a cute outfit for the day and you realize once people start staring at you on campus that your wearing the jeans you haven't washed in over a month, your undershirt is way too long for the regular shirt you have over it, and the scarf you chose to wear definitely didn't match the choice of shirt.

Oh the joys of waking up in the morning. You gotta love it.

Insane Night

My heart is still pumping a thousand miles a minute just thinking about that game last night. BYU beat OU last night and I am in shock. I actually didn't watch the game live unfortunately, but before you freak out I have a very good explanation for it...

Well I had a hot date last night that took me to the Jon Schmidt concert at Thanksgiving Point. My date and I were able to watch the first quarter of the game before we left. We had his uncle record the game for us so that we could watch it right after the concert. We purposely didn't bring our phones to the concert because we didn't want to know who won the game until we got to watch it ourselves. Well we should've guessed that it would be brought up at the concert...hello....3000 people in Utah the night of the big game...we were destined to hear about it. well thanks to good ol' Jon in the middle of the concert he said "Oh hey...by the way who won the BYU game?" and of course everyone started screaming and yelling. My date and I were pretty disappointed that we found out but in all honesty...it made the concert that much better knowing that we weren't going to go home to a lousy, disappointing game. I unfortuntaley missed all the celebrating in Provo after the game but I guess University was absolutely insane. Hats off to the defense who pretty much carried us to the end.

Let me just say the concert was absolutely amazing. Jon is the most incredible performer. Lets just say all the excitement of the concert and the game is not good for the body and I am absolutely exhausted today. Definitely worth the insane night we had.

Dear Sissy

Dear Sissy,

I think it is time for me to address a very serious matter. I love you to death. You are such a great role model of the type of woman I want to be. You are always so loving and very generous. You genuinely care about me and what's going on in my life.

Now let me lay a disclaimer before I state my concern...I love your Husband like I love my brothers. He is exactly the type of man you need...tall, very handsome, and definitely puts you in your place when needed. Now, saying that, I feel like after you got married your blogs are not as random and spontaneous. They are lacking in the what I like to call "Julie Laughing out Loud" department. Yes, they still are good but have definitely gone down hill a little bit. Maybe it's my lack of maturity or your growth of maturity over the years that make your blogs more sophisticated and more censored. But honestly, come on sissy...we all know you're the same person even after you got married. Maybe you don't have the desire to check out men in the grocery store or in the gym at 5 in the morning, but we all know that you still have those quirky random thoughts in that head of yours. Please, will you please share those for the public to read so that I can get myself a good laugh on a daily basis like I used to. Much Appreciated.

Sincerely yours,
Sissy

Californ-I-A

Quick little recaps of this California trip:

Thursday: Why did they ever think it was okay to bring crying babies onto a plane. Yes I know it's because I'm not a mother so I don't understand but come on people. Why would about 100 people want to listen to your crying baby for 2 hours straight. I sure didn't appreciate it.

Friday: That purchase for those hot tan boots from target was a blessed purchase.

Saturday: Walking into McDonalds to get a delicious egg and Sausage Mcmuffin with Summer and Jamie dressed in church clothes looking absolutely horrid. You would think that church clothes dress you up a bit....oh no...we were definitely proven wrong on Saturday. Singing to Brittany Spears and Pussy Cat dolls as loud on my way to San Diego with my two besties and not even caring who noticed...doesn't get much better than that.

Saturday cont.: Literally watching the Asian lady talk smack about me to the other Asain lady while getting my nails done. Hey if i'm going to be paying 35 bucks to get my nails done, they better look stunning. I don't care if I have to tell you 5 times to redo one nail.

All in all it was a great trip....I got spiritually uplifted at the San Diego temple and got myself some sexy boots and flawless nails. What else can a girl ask for.

Roomies

I finally have roommates! Oh how marvelous it is to finally have people to talk to! Of course I love all of them for the time being....that's also because it's just the beginning of the semester...you finally see their true colors a few months in. But hey...I loved all my roommates last semester and it's honestly what you make of it. So i'm sure i'll love my new roommates this semester. I have lots of love to give.

But now that I have my girls we need to scope out the good-looking men. I have this fear that we will be lacking in that department. I'm hoping my fears will prove me wrong though. Hey you never know...I could meet my eternal companion here...KIDDING MOM! :) The Riv is starting to look upward. I really think i just needed some roommates to keep my sane.
Well folks...that's the newest update in good ol' P-town. Stay tuned for the next update when i go to church for the first time in our new ward...that's when I'm sure the blog about Mr. Eye Candy will happen...(i'm hoping) As for now, I'm heading off to beautiful, beachy, perfect weather California!

New Apartment

Well it's that time again to pack up and move into a new apartment. The new apartment meaning the Old, run-down, smelly Riviera. I guess I get what I deserve. It was my bad to sign the contract with out even looking at the apartment first. But some friends wanted to live with me and The Riv was the only place that had a complete open apartment. It's got it's ups and downs.

We'll start with the downs:
-My apartment smells like a million ethnicities mixed together...not my favorite cup of tea.
-None of my roommates have moved in yet so I'm all by my lonesome self.
-The kitchen is literally the size of my wingspan.
-We have absolutely no storage space.
-I have no idea where I'm going to put all my clothes considering my closet is now half the size of my old one. I had barely enough closet space back at Liberty Square and I had an entire box packed up of all my winter clothes. This is going to be a challenge.
-I can't get rid of the fruit flies in the kitchen...
-And my favorite....the kitchen smells like a dead mouse and the smell is coming from the dishwasher. It's absolutely atrocious.

And now for the Ups:
-To be honest, I haven't seen much of the ups yet but I'm trying to think positive so this is stretching it...but...
-The bathroom space is quite large for 6 girls. My old apartment was a little crowded...we made it work but it was snug.
-The living room is pretty big too.
-There are plenty of mirrors...full body mirrors as a matter of fact... The more I think about it, the more I dislike them. Unlike Liberty Square we only had one mirror which you could only see half of your body. You would think something actually looked cute and then when you walk up on campus and see your reflection in a building door, you were in for an unpleasant surprise. Here at the Riv you can see if your outfit actually matches. Or everywhere you walk you can see how much of a hag you look like. It's also a constant reminder of how much you need to work out.

Well people, those are the ups and downs....and to think I'm stuck here for 8 months. The downs definitly out way the ups but it's my own attitude I need to adjust. I just wanted to write this all down for posterities sake...Never live at the Riv.