Monday, March 30, 2015

Missionaries make Mondays marvelous

A few days ago during my scripture study, I made a note to myself to read Mosiah chapter 2 verses 20-26 and chapter 3 verse 19 if I was ever feeling I guess that's my assignment for tonight before doing all my other homework. Haha let me explain...

In his email last week Josh told me another one of his mission buddies wanted to write me and asked if I would be opposed to that. Since this is the third guy I was curious if this whole writing-your-mission-companion's-sister was a thing. So I asked Josh about it and this was his response:

"Its kind of a thing...mainly we just show pictures of our families and all of the elders think you are really pretty. I've had to fight off waves of them honestly, these are just the ones that are my really good friends.

Well that made my day. In more ways than one. I mean, yeah, they think I'm pretty. That's flattering. (They're out on a mission so I bet that works to my advantage.) But also, my brother is only asking me if I want to email a few of them because they are his really good friends. Awww thanks, Joshy! Thanks for the sentiment. (Also I really don't have time to be emailing that many missionaries so I really appreciate your efforts on my behalf :) You are an awesome older brother and an awesome missionary! As seen by the following picture: 

"Can't afford to just hang out the rest of my mission!!!" - Elder Huston

Sunday, March 29, 2015


So much hair.
This is a gem. 
I am referring to both the picture and the girl in the picture. 
And, by the way, her hair is still that thick and beautiful.

Fiona Aileen Huston is 15 years old today. She was such a cute little baby and now she's growing up into a gorgeous young lady. Ah! It's so crazy.

MEMORY: Sometimes when we'd be talking about something awesome, it would turn into a competition to see who could come up with the most words to describe that thing. We'd always just end up dissolving in laughter. 
Anyway, I think all those words describe you, Fiona. You are the best sister ever. 
You are: good, wonderful, marvelous, great, stupendous, magnificent, golden, awesome, stellar, sweet, legit, cool, amazing, fabulous, phenomenal, incredible, fan-freaking-tastic, excellent, outstanding, super, terrific, swell, remarkable, superb, exceptional, and splendid.

Fiona, I love you. 
If a genie granted me a travel wish, I would let you pick the destination and then we'd both go there. Whether it be the Eiffel Tower in Paris or Machu Picchu or Greece or Venice or Cancun or wherever. I would be happy as long as I got to go with you.  

Saturday, March 28, 2015

This is new...

I got a free t-shirt.

My grammy sent me this. She's so wonderful.

I want to go on a hot air balloon. Someday.

Aimee and I got a shoutout from Coach on the team text today. Woot woot! (AND he spelled my name right!)

I could get used to this.

Mo is a pro longboarder. 

Compared to me, that is.

Just look at those clouds. Stunning.

1500 PR

PR. Two little letters that make me oh-so happy.
I did it. I ran fast. With Heavenly Father's help, I did my best today. His promises are sure. I know that with all my heart.
Also, yes, this was my first 1500 ever. So, technically, ANYthing would've been a PR. But this was a GOOD PR :)
I was pretty nervous and my faith wavered a bit, but Kristi and I went to the temple this morning and that helped calm my nerves.
Here's me, Kenzie, and Kristi post-race.

As Mitchell was taking pictures of us, a random guy walked right in front of the camera and we all bust out laughing. Unfortunately laughter triggered our runner's hack. So then we were coughing uncontrollably for a bit. It was painful. But really funny.

Here's the link to the meet results and a picture. So it's official. 

I love my family. My mom fasted for me and they all believed in me. It was the best thing ever to finish that race and call them and tell them how I did. 

I got this heart-shaped necklace at a yard sale for really cheap. My little sister has one with a pink gem. I wear it all the time now. This happens quite frequently.. I find something I love and I get really attached to it. Another jewelry example: my little pearl earrings. But unfortunately I lost one :( so I've had to wear other earrings. Anyway I wore my necklace during my race to remind me to run with my whole heart. And to run for the people I love. 
Also, I forgot how much your legs ache after racing. I'm gonna go to sleep now because I know they'll feel better in the morning. And then I'm gonna go run 12 miles. No wonder people think runners are crazy. But it's a good kind of crazy.  

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Mr. Incredible

Your birthday was January 22, but I forgot to post anything. There are no excuses, but I hope you'll forgive me after reading all of this. 

My dad is one of my greatest heroes. He is kind, smart, selfless, funny and so, SO strong. He always supports us (his family) and works hard to make sure we have what we need. Whenever I need help, I can turn to him for advice and wisdom. In high school he would go running with me at moment's notice and without a word of complaint. And he still does, whenever I am home. I am so grateful for him and his example for me. 

Some things that make you better than Mr. Incredible:
- You would bike to and from work all the time except in the summer (and that's only because it was too hot).
- You would collect aluminum cans on your bike rides and runs and put them in a big box in the garage. And when that box was full, you'd turn in those cans for cash and give the money to us.
- You would recommend good books to us. 
- You were oh-so wise. You always had a saying to back up your life lessons. "Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise." "Don't let your schooling interfere with your education." "This too shall pass."  
- You had a song for every situation.
- You told me that boys were intimidated by me when I felt bad about never getting asked on a date. Which made me laugh :)
- You took us camping. Those are some of my fondest memories of being with you and the fam.
- You know everything.
- You encouraged me to do hard things. And you were right there beside me to be my example. (One example: pull-ups.) 
- You made me feel like a princess. 
- You and Mom allowed me to nurture my love for animals. (Case in point: You let me keep Fuzzy even though you are kind of allergic to cats and Mom didn't really like animals. Good thing stray calico cats can be really cute.)
- You tried to teach us self-defense. (I say "tried" for the girls' sake. You were successful with Josh and Diego. They can wrestle. But I, for one, felt like I'd never need to defend myself because I always had you.)
- You gave us father's blessings every year before we started a new year of school.
- You taught us how to shoot.
- You appreciated our heartfelt Father's Day gifts. (I remember one time we made you a shirt. We painted it ourselves and you wore it even though it was a bit eclectic...and eccentric.) 
- You would meet us at a park and have picnics with us on your lunch breaks.
- You let us do crazy things because you pulled daring, semi-dangerous stunts as a youngster. (Like lighting main street on fire...good thing Snowflake is a small town.)
- You are a great cook. You know just what to add to a meal to spice things up a bit.
- You would wake up at 4:15 am every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday during XC and track season to go running with me so I wouldn't have to go by myself when it was pitch black outside.
- You and Mom were my #1 fans. When I did well in a race, I was so excited because I knew you'd be so proud of me.

Thank you, Daddy. I love you.

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Doubt not, fear not.

Note to self: ALWAYS go to all the firesides, devotionals, etc. that you can. Put on some church clothes and go. It will be worth it. You will feel better afterwards, promise.

Kate Hansen
10th place - Sochi 2014 Olympics
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 160 lbs
(I included this info because she made jokes about her weight. She said people look at her and think she weighs a lot less than she does. She does not look like she weighs 160 pounds. But it makes sense because she is all muscle.)

Kate Hansen's stories were amazing. The things that she went through were insane and she is incredibly strong. But I loved how she described the hard times. She didn't pretend like they were easy. When she broke her foot and it seemed like her dreams were completely crushed, she admitted to bawling her eyes out. She wondered why this had happened to her when she had been training so hard and doing everything she possibly could.
This made me feel better. It also opened my eyes. I can do so much more.
For YEARS, she was away from her family and friends. She underwent intense training and travel. She gave up sweets and she completely dedicated herself to preparing for the Olympics - mentally, physically, spiritually. The demands on her body and mind were unbelievable. She got a one week break at Christmas - that's it.
If she can do that, then I can do this. I can overcome challenges in my life. I'm so pumped to wake up and work hard tomorrow. I want to remember how I feel right now. Remember this so I can push through the hard times in my life.
And later on in her life, Kate realized why everything happened the way that it had. It made her stronger. And the Lord worked miracles in her life and blessed her for her perseverance through it all.
We may not know WHY bad things happen, but it doesn't matter. As long as we are doing the best we can, I have faith that everything will work out. Maybe not how we expect it to or how we want it to, but that's okay. God is in control and He is omnipotent, omniscient, and omnipresent. He is perfect and He loves us and thus everything will work out the way it's supposed to.
We just need to have faith and give Him our all. And pray for comfort when we are confused or discouraged. And search the scriptures daily.
D&C 6:36 really helped her have courage and press on:
 36 Look unto me in every thoughtdoubt not, fear not.

Friday, March 20, 2015

Enjoy the little things

 Here is a list of little things that make me happy:
~ vibrant colors.
~ showering in the locker room and singing along to the radio and feeling the water turn super warm whenever anyone flushes a toilet. It's the best place to shower.
~ running past ScentSationals and enjoying the wonderful smells.
~ singing while running. (this week Kelsey and I sang "That's Amore" on our second run on Tuesday. Well, just these two lines anyway: "When the moon hits your eye, like a big pizza pie, that's amore. When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet, that's amore.")
~ SPRING!!! I love spring. Yuma doesn't really have this season because it skips straight to summer. So springtime in Provo is magical to me.
~ free stuff. I got free pizza for attending the English symposium. And it was Brick Oven pizza not Little Caesar's! I definitely picked the right major.
~ art.
~ making wishes.
~ worms. I don't really like worms, but they are cool to watch.
~ motivational signs along the dirt trail. Someone added a new one recently: Run Like A COUGAR.
~ snapchats from Maria.
~ chocolate.

She Will Find What is Lost - Brian Kershisnik

Make a wish!

Oh yeah!
She just makes me smile :)

I took a picture of this recipe when I was home because my mom made this cake and it was sooo good. I'll have to try it sometime.

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Happy St. Patty's Day!

We love any excuse to dress up. Themed runs are just so fun.

I found this blank journal that Mary gave me as a gift forever ago! Now I have a place to record my thoughts as I read the scriptures. Also, I painted my nails GREEN. Two different shades of it. At first I thought it looked atrocious and would have to come off once St. Patty's Day was over...but it's grown on me. It can stay a little longer.

But not just any personality. A genuinely NICE personality.
I remember calling my dad one day and telling him about how I find NICE guys very attractive.
He wasn't surprised (I mean, he taught me well), but I think he was relieved to hear me say it.
That's what this reminded me of.

Sunday, March 15, 2015

The Ides of March

(This is the best I could come up with for a title since this post jumps around so much. That's what I get for saving up all my pictures till Sunday.)
During the week I lived at the library. 
Not that I was totally productive when I was there...

Isn't this so beautiful? I love pretty paintings. And the title makes this one even better. 
"One Man's Eden"


I take frequent study breaks...hence the following:

I tried to draw my eye. 

Sometimes I like to pretend I'm an artist. This was my template.

When I got out of the library, good things happened:

Diego got to go home since he goes to ASU and has a spring break. I facetimed them because that's as close as I could get to actually being on a picnic with them. Boo. 

Trees and flowers. Two of my favorite things - combined!

We went on a Sunday cruise (my first time on a motorcycle!...actually second time, but first time in Provo.) which turned out to be a popular activity. When we passed other motorcyclists, they gave us the motorcycle wave. It was sweet.

I love Mo.

And Provo. 
This is out at UT lake.

My little sis is so tough. 
This was last night before she went to a dance:
I screenshotted this simply because she is so gorgeous. Fiona is turning 15 this month!

Still gorgeous.
Here's the story: After the dance she began having stomach pains and they lasted all night so my dad took her to the hospital today. She had a CAT scan which confirmed that she needed to have an appendectomy. It's crazy how sudden it all happened. The surgery went well and now she'll have a cool scar on her stomach. Still, it's a good thing this didn't happen on her birthday. 

Monday, March 9, 2015


Turns out Elder Huston is coming home August 7th instead of June 26th. Bittersweet news, for sure. But it just means he gets to be in the service of the Lord for a bit longer. He'll be home before I know it!
Today in his email home he said Elder Renlund of the Seventy is visiting his mission and they've been studying several talks by Elder Bednar in preparation for Zone Conference.

"We studied a lot about conversion, praying with faith, and the importance of teaching AND learning by the Spirit. A statement that really hit me was 'Knowing that the gospel is true is the essence of testimony. Consistently being true to the gospel is the essence of conversion.'
As Mr. Akins would say, 'Facta Non Verba' - Deeds not Words."
                                                                   - Elder Huston

Mr. Akins was our 7th grade English teacher. He definitely made a positive impact on our lives. Josh, Diego, and I all won the reading contest in middle school when we were in his class. And Fiona also carried on the Huston legacy despite not having Mr. Akins as a teacher. Just to clarify...Mr. Akins did teach us a lot. But credit goes to my parents for instilling in us a love of reading. My mom would take us to story time at the library and my dad was always there to recommend good literature. I am so grateful for my parents and the good examples they were for me.

Side note:
Someone left a message on our vanity mirror. It's a flattering reminder to sMiLe :)

Sunday, March 8, 2015


Fotos de la semana:
I ran by the Provo city center temple. Isn't it stunning?

My building at Lib Square half-painted.

(an acronym for Museum of Art & Mary of AZ)
Mary came to visit me!!! I showed her some of the best things about Provo, starting with BYU's campus.
I had to take lots of pictures of the art exhibit. It was so cool. Here are some of my favorites:

Mary left a note in Chinese saying she liked the exhibit very much. She wrote this so fast. I was very impressed.

Apparently there's one of these near ASU's campus too.

We went on a hike up to Big Springs.

I was the only one adventurous enough to climb this fort. To be fair, I've done it before while on a double date so I knew I could.

Bryan & Logan went sledding. On frisbees. It was pretty entertaining.

Of course we had to go to the Creamery.

And make cookies.

In Relief Society we watched a great video.
Men's Hearts Shall Fail Them

This part especially touched me: