Quest-qui se passe?

Maybe it's the lack of sleep I'm suffering from, but life seems a little...odd. Not bad, not too crazy, not anything in particular accept a little off-kilter maybe? I can't seem to put my finger on it either. No sleep, that's a big one, but is school causing trouble? Not really, two of my block classes end this week; I'm stoked! Sure it's hectic at times, but nothing out of the ordinary. Is it family? Nope, they're great as always, love talking to them, love expounding on my life with them, no drama, again, nothing too out of the ordinary. Friends? I don't think so, we're all as tiggity tight as always. BF? Maybe. Still getting used to the whole thing and finding a balance, but if anything it's turning things in an upward direction. Church, perhaps? I'm doing my best to do all the things I should. Of course there's always compassionate service to be done, but I can't save the world in one day, can I? I have fun things to look forward to, I'm eating good meals, taking my multi-vitamins, going to work like a good kid, playing enough, studying enough... I can't figure it out. This all could be a momentary feeling, and may just as well blow over in a few hours, but that absence of surety is getting to me. I should just listen to some John Mayer and let his bluesy music heal my soul. Any other suggestions? Any other ideas on what could be the cause of my off-kilter vibes?

A Whole New Race

Last night Steve stole me away to the Crabtree... kind of odd to be at work not between the hours of 5 and 8:30 AM, but whateves. He said he had a surprise for me, and onto the first floor we went. Into the innovation lab we went. Behind some rolling white boards we went. And the surprise: electric wheel chairs! They used to live on the 3rd floor, so I am well acquainted with these dang hard to clean chairs. But riding them made me forgive that flaw. Steve and I raced around the lab a few laps. I beat him literally by one second during time trials. HA! Anywho, the surprise was delightful, and I can't wait to see that cute boy again tonight!

The Plate Theory

A few nights ago, Wistie was explaining to Barbara Steve and I the plate theory. She says that when you give a boy a plate of cookies, you can either give them to him on:
a paper plate. The boy is.. all right, but no muss no fuss over the plate.
a plastic plate. The boy is a good friend. He can wash it if he wants to reuse it, but he can chuck it just the same. Or...
a glass plate. The boy is a keeper. For this step, there are several opportunities available. You either have a chance to go back and get it to see him again, or he can bring it by to see you again. With this, he can either give it back dirty, give it back clean, or give it back with something else on it.
Very nice theory, I think.

Yesterday I thought I would be so clever and cute. I made a little plate of cookies on a nice china plate, wrote a little note, and had John Deere leave it on Steve's bed. He called later that afternoon to thank me for the cookies, and say he was glad he's a glass plate guy. When he came to visit that night, he brought back a plate, but I took one look at it and laughed that it wasn't ours. He seemed flustered, and ran out the door to get the right one. I thought it was so funny that he could have mistaken the two because they were completely different. But like two seconds later, he comes back with the right plate, Saran wrapped with cookies and a little note of his own. I about died because I thought it was so sweet, and he was so silly.

And that is my story.

You a Real Tank

I just had thEEEEE best Valentines Day ever! Here's how it went...
Got up and did laundry. (clean clothes are a plus no matter what day it is)
Babysat the cutest boy this side of the Virgin River. Jack was smiley and adorable when awake, and peaceful and cute when asleep, which was almost the whole time. Scotty came and kept me company for some of the time, and his presence is always appreciated. And Jack's lovely mommy and daddy gave me a delicious piece of cake!
I took a short nap. =)
(This is when it starts getting real good.)
Steve and I went on a date. We stole Amanda's car and got some Peir 49 pizza and some A&W rootbeer, drove up to the temple, and enjoyed the food and the view. Lovely conversation, some hand holding, and we watched some deer jaunt up and down missionary field. It was so fun, and Steve was so sweet and thoughtful. We left just in time to get ready for...
The Love Refugee party! Only a few people showed up: Alicia, Sarah, Barbarah, and a dash of pirates. That's just the way I like it, small and super fun. We played Ziggity, and Conga, then watched Zoolander. I forgot how much I love that movie!
The party ended and the guests left. But my precence was requested shortly after the party so I could enjoy a small surprise.
Steve and I then stole Will's car, we drove up to the well-lit Wilk Parking lot, and had Martinelli's in mason jars (a trademark of good old Steve). We chatted, watched some people do donuts, and came home. But here's the real kicker...
As Steve was walking me back to my door, he beckoned me over, and gave me the cutest Valentine's day kiss... so magical...
All in all, I believe I'm on cloud 9, and I'm loving it!

I love playing the wii. That is all.

Fun Night

Just a taste of what we did last night...











I believe your imagination can do the rest.

It was way fun!

Tim Pics

For more info on these, look at the album on my facebook. Otherwise, enjoy these great pictures that Tim was nice enough to send me. =)

50 random things

There's a rash of "25 random things" going around of Facebook, so I started and couldn't stop. Y'all get the extended version. Enjoy!
~My biggest pet peeve is when people leave leftover time on the microwave
~I love knowing what time it is, and if drives me crazy if I’m not able to find out
~My favorite dessert is white chocolate mousse frozen yogurt from TCBY
~I love art supplies
~I’ve had 5 surgeries
~The above is because I was born with a cleft lip
~The above caused me to have no sense of smell
~I love the outdoors
~One of my favorite places in the world is the BYU duck pond/ “rape hill”
~I love doing jigsaw puzzles
~My favorite number is 12
~I’m glad my roommates and I play dress up often
~I wrote my Hungarian missionary Tim about twice a month
~I love driving through the desert at night so I can see the stars
~I think India Indian people are beautiful
~I like it when boys say I smell good
~It touches me deeply when my two older sisters call to check up on me when I’m having a hard day
~My first thought when asked the question “what was your best day” was when my mom and I spent the day together at Downtown Disney
~I love running, but I lack motivation
~I wish I could wear a Mohawk more often than Halloween and not be judged for it
~A line from the song Fix You by Coldplay secretly makes me cry. “When you love someone but it goes to waste, could it be worse?” I don’t ever want someone to think they’re wasting their love on me
~Ping pong is my very favorite game. Tim and I once played for 5 hours straight
~I secretly sing Christmas songs all year round because I think they’re pretty
~I’ve only ever broken up with someone once because we didn’t like each other anymore. The other times were because they moved away
~I am deathly afraid of talking to my professors
~I love being a big sister
~I wish I could do the “smoky eyes” makeup
~I hate sports drinks: Gatorade, Propel, Vitamin Water, etc…
~My sandwich holder was the greatest investment ever
~I love the arts, and feeling cultured
~Utah Mormon culture drives me insane!
~I love singing in Church, but I hope I never turn into the “resident soprano”
~I feel extremely intimidated by popular people
~I like being called nicknames and pet names: Jules, Sweetheart, my cute Julie Chatfield!, Julikins, kins, my dear, silly girl, Ju Ju, Julie Bean, Sunshine, Honey… the list goes on and on
~The worst time in my life really did end up being good for me
~Sometimes when I watch movies or plays, I think of ways I would change it if I were acting or directing it
~I love going dancing
~I can never go country dancing again because I judge everyone there
~I love love love having warm toes
~One of my few guilty pleasures is postsecret
~Someday I want the ring my mom gave me to be my engagement ring or wedding band
~I am shamelessly addicted to facebook
~Peanut butter is one of my greatest loves
~I am a music snob when it comes to church related music
~I am very good at hiding how I feel
~I wish I had strong fingernails like my mom
~If I could change one thing about my appearance, I would have hot legs
~Someday I want to be serenaded from outside my window
~I love laughing so hard that I cry, then enjoying that satisfied tired feeling afterwards

Sok Szeretettel

I got a letter from Tim today, and it was woooonderful.... siiigh.... But the most exciting part is the envelope also had PICTURES in it! I haven't seen new pictures of him in over a year, so it's pretty fun to see how his man face is coming along. I'll prolly scan and post them tomorrow. Leesa had a great idea that next time I get a letter from him, we should tape it so that some day he can see how excited I am to get them.

I also got a letter from Ben Bird today, and he is soooo great! I love that cousin o' mine!

I shall end with these immortal words...
Love me tender, love me sweet
Never let me go.
You have made my life complete
And I love you so.
Love me tender, love me true
All my dreams fulfilled.
For, my darling, I love you
And I always will...

Nostalgia

It can be a wonderful thing, but only in moderation. Finding that out the hard way is no fun at all. I got a letter from Tim this week, and you know how it always gets to me. But last night, the crew and I went for a walk around the duck pond, and I'm sure they got sick of my stories from freshman year by the time we got back to the car. Those were just some real special times for me, and it makes warm feelings in me to look back on them. But I've got a life to live, and I need to get the rest of my 31 flavors in during the next 7 months.
I feel like I'm in some kind of rut. Not sure which kind, but I need something big to happen. I have nothing particular in mind, but something to start a motion in my life. I've been thinking a lot about what I'll do for Summer term, July and August. There are two options: continue living at the Colony and just visit home for a couple weeks, or move home for those two months. There are so many pros and cons for either choice, but I'm not sure which one is right. Your two cents on the matter would be much appreciated.
In other news, I also got a letter from Blaine, and he is pretty much the best. Teaching PE went well on Thursday, and Jake Chatfield is in my class, which is pretty fun. My warts are gone- horray! I made some delicious cookie dough last night. I won in a wrestling match with Leesa, and now Scotti owes me $20 dollars. I've resolved to ask someone on a date, but I don't know who yet, or what we'll do. I got to talk to a lot of the fam this week, and that's always a plus. Last but not least, I have two awesome nephews.

I hung out with the pirates almost all day yesterday, and it was a dream. We talked, told secrets, went to the store, watched movies, cuddled it up (six people on the couch at once... good trick) and generally had a fabulous time.

Leesa whipped out the camera, and caught some beautiful "candid" moments.

Mostly, I stuck to them like glue because I'd had a stinky morning. I didn't go running, had a difficult time working the computers at school for my projects, was disappointed by the Japanese puppet show I went to, and was not nearly as rested as I'd wished to be. But some quality time with the Pirates made it aaaaaaaaaall better.

On Tuesday, one of my new roommates Barbara cut my hair.

It was obviously with great effort.

But this is before...

And THIS is after!

I really love it, and doing new hairstyles on myself is always an adventure! Thanks Barbadoll!

I am currently hanging out with Scotti, and doing this blog on his computer. He told me a great dream he had last night that would give shelley a run for her money. And the most exciting thing that happened to me today was that I punched a toilet paper dispenser accidentally, and wounded myself. The End.

Jett is also the cutest cutest cutest

Now I'll tell you about it

Sorry, minor malfunction for the previous post. Sorry Scotti! My adventures in Claremont were numerous and fun. It was an easy drive and I found my way super easy. I got to go to In and Out with his family, and Scott and I laughed and laughed the whole time. I got to drive around in their fancy car. Too bad we forgot to take a picture of me "driving" it. Then we went to The Village, Claremont's downtown place with a bunch of cute little stores. Every one we walked into, I would say, "My mom would love this place!" Because she would. We had a fun adventure waiting for the trolley. I'm glad we didn't wait the whole time, because it would have taken a couple days. =) Then we went back to his house and played with his very cute doggies. I got covered in dirt and fir, and had a wonderful time doing it! So three cheers for Scott for letting me come play with him on his home turf! I just can't wait til he returns the favor. =D

Adventures in Claremont

Jack is the cutest cutest cutest!

To The Pirates...

Thank you all for the wonderful evening last night. For those who read this blog, and are uninformed, the pirates threw the awesomest Christmas party last night. John Deere made lots of delicious food, the house was decorated all fancy (mistletoe included), dancing was so fun, there was some live music, and it was all around a good time. It gave me an excuse to wear my beautiful sweater again, and get my party on. So thank you pirates, that is a night I shall cherish forever and ever and ever and ever.

Ugly Sweater Party

Our ward had a Christmas party on Monday, so my roommates and I took this opportunity to run to DI and get some sweet sweaters. I must say, we rocked them!

The food was so good, and there were lots of beautiful musical numbers...

... too bad we didn't hear a lot of them, because everyone was busy talking and having a good time, especially us.

Then there was a white elephant. I gave a pair of Tweety Bird slippers that I found at DI, and I got... (drumroll please)...

A Pumpkin! That's right, folks. A huge live pumpkin. We haven't decided what we're going to do with it, but it was really fun trying to carry it home. Anyways, the Christmas cheer is just beginning. There are at least a few more parties I need to attend up here, then I get to have a personal Christmas at home (where this sweater will make a reappearance). Love ya!

twenty questions, but theres 50 of them

50 things you didn't know about me until you read this...

1.What color is your tooth brush? Pink and White
2. What were you doing 45 minutes ago? Studying for a Physical Science test
3. What is your favorite candy bar? Straight up Chocolate
4. Have you ever been to a strip club? Nope
5. What is the last thing you said aloud? I left a voicemail to Carlie and Kellie wishing them a happy CTF day
6. What is the best ice cream flavor? cookies and cream
7. What is the last thing you had to drink? Milk
8. What are you wearing right now? jeans, sneaks, and a red American eagle shirt
9. What was the last thing you ate? about a trillion pancakes
10. Have you bought any new clothing items this week? Nope.
11. When was the last time you ran? about a week or two ago
12. Who was the last person to send you a message/comment on your blog? Scotti the pirate
13. Do you take vitamins daily? no, but I should
14. Do you go to church every Sunday? yes
15. Do you have a tan? yeah right. I freckle, not tan
16. Do you like Chinese food over pizza? Not always, a good pizza can hit the spot. But Chinese is fantastic
17. Do you drink soda with a straw? I don't demand one, but it can be fun
18. What does your last text message say? I got one from a mystery number today that says "Ctf?"
19. Are you someones best friend? yes
20. What are you doing tomorrow? going to church, doing CES fireside, eating break the fast, other sabbathy things
21. Where is your dad? in Redlands somewhere
22. Look to your left, what do you see? LRC movie watching cubicles
23. What color is your favorite pair of shoes? red
24. Do you use chap stick? yes, I'm addicted
25. Whats your favorite thing to do in your free time? go roller blading
26. Do you go in at a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? Drive thru
27. Do you have a dog? No, but I wish I did... and it would come in a hat box with a ribbon around its neck
28. Last guy you talked on the phone with? Taylor, in my ward
29. Last girl you talked on the phone with? Anneli, in my ward
30. Any fun vacation plans soon? YES, going home to California in like 15 days!!!!
31. Do you dye your hair? no
32. Can you say the alphabet backwards? no, I'm not that coordinated
33. Do you have a maid service clean your house? yes, her name is Leesa
34. Are you jealous of anyone? yes, her name is Leesa =)
35. Do you love anyone? yes, of course!
36. Do any of your friends have children? yes
37. Do you use the word Hello daily? yes, mostly to the men who's offices I clean every day
38. Do you like cats? yes, but they don't like me
39. Have you ever been to six flags? Yes
40. How did you get your worse scar? surgery, but I consider it my best scar
41. What is your favorite smell? can't
42. What is the last DVD you watched? Enchanted
43. Have you ever been to Disney world? no
44. What is your favorite number? 12
45. Do you toast your pop tarts? yes
46. Have you ever waited tables? No
47. Where did you have your first kiss? outside of T hall, of DT
48. What should you be doing? no pressing engagements at the moment
49. Do you enjoy wasting time blogging? yes I do
50. Who do you want to tag? mommy, Shelley, aaaaaand... SM

I've been cruising through life just kind of  doing my thing and not pushing myself to accomplish much.  Yes I've been doing homework and projects, but shouldn't there be much more to life?  I feel like magnifying my calling in compassionate service is the answer, but I've been filling my time with less productive and meaningful things.  I sort of feel like the end of this semester is the end of my life as I know it, which it sort of is.  I feel like I have to get all of my partying in, all my socializing, all my "good times" in.  I am so sad that Miriam will be leaving us for Jerusalem.  She is one of my crew, the invisible girl of my fantastic four.  I'm so happy that she'll be building splendid memories and experiences, but I'll still miss her.  This semester is ending too quickly.  Next semester I'll have to juggle a million hours of classes, early morning work, adequate amounts of sleep, copious amounts of homework I'm sure there will be, while also dealing with the reality that I'm growing up.  Next semester is the start of my life as a teacher, and that's kind of scary.  I don't want to start grown up life!  All those responsibilities and stresses?  No thank you.  I just fear the unknown, and I definitely don't know how to be a grown up.  But it can't be helped, and I'm sure once I get there it will be great.

Here is an example from my life where silly fears are no match for experience and practice.  Before coming out to school, one of my greatest concerns was that I would be in charge of doing my own laundry.  With as silly as that sounds, I didn't know how I would figure out the hots and colds, lights and darks, how much soap to put in, what I should dry and what I shouldn't...  I'd helped Mom with the laundry at home, but when I'd separate the clothes there would always be that inevitable "unknown" pile that Mom would have to come bail me out on.  Alone at school, there is no bailout solution to an "unknown" pile.  So, my solution to the problem: just do it, and you'll figure it out.  Laundry is not that difficult.  This is so with many things in my life, I have found.  I am scared of things only because they are unknown to me.  But once I finally delve into whatever IT is, it's really not as hard or scary as I'd thought.  

My teaching career will be great.

Moby Dick will be an enlightening book.

My nephews will be cute healthy little boys.

The Lord's got me covered on the boy situation.

Money matters will work out.

And now that I've spent this time writing instead of studying, I'd better go learn about French Christmas with Holly.  A tout a l'heure!