Wednesday, April 29, 2015


Since school is out and we no longer have fuel cards...we are making our own food. Dun dun dun. Actually, it's great. I'm re-discovering how much I love cooking and baking, now that I have time for it. It is so satisfying. Also, hanging out with this girl is so fun.  

I pulled out my violin the other night and we had a flute/violin jam sesh. Making music is one of my favorite things. I want to practice more and become proficient in several instruments. Or just one...ya know, gotta set realistic expectations for the summer. 

Here are some recipes (for future reference):

Ratio: 1 cup rice to 2 cups of water
Bring the water to a boil, then add the rice and salt. Cover the pot and lower the heat to a simmer.
Cooking times:
White rice - 18-25 mins
Brown rice - 30-40 mins

(I know what you're thinking. Ew! Veggies?? Gross...WRONG! Just give it a try.)
Toss asparagus with olive oil, salt, and pepper on a cookie sheet. Put in the oven at 400 degrees for 25 minutes. 

Layer the following:
Ritz cracker
Slice of cheddar cheese
Slice of cucumber 
Lemon pepper
Eat and enjoy! Mmm mmmm.

Mashed potatoes: 
(Note: I got this recipe when I went with Mo to Easter dinner at her brother's house. They're from Idaho, so obviously they know how to make YUMMY mashed potatoes.)
Cut potatoes in halves(ish) - so they cook faster. 
Put potato halves in a pan and fill with water.
Boil for 50 mins.
Add some salt, pepper, butter, and milk. (optional: cheese)
Mash them. 

Sunday, April 26, 2015

New Roomies

I get to live with these girls!!! Maria & Kelsey & Kristi & Aimee. (Kristi's not new...and I don't have a picture of Aims...yet.) We all run. And we are all so different.

MARIA: raps, is a math major, dyed her hair purple, loves playing games, rock-climbs, is eco-friendly, and plays the violin and piano. 

KELSEY: has rock-hard abs, is a dog person (can you tell?), loves baking, OWNS tempos, and is a true 1D and cank (Canon center) fan.

I look forward to living and training with all of them and getting to know them better.

Thursday, April 23, 2015

There is beauty all around

I did it. I got on the Lib Square roof and took a picture. Hallelujah, cuz I am moving out SOON.
Lesson learned: Don't give up. Don't lose hope. The Lord will provide a way.

Also, sometimes I like to pretend I'm a photographer. I just love nature and taking pictures of God's beautiful creations. Here are some of my favorites:

Making a wish is kinda like saying a prayer. That's how I like to think of it anyway. I take a moment to thank God for my blessings and let Him know my heart's desires. And then I blow away all of my fears and doubts. 
I know that He listens and He cares and He knows what's best for me. Ultimately I just need to have faith and be patient and everything will work out.

Sunday, April 19, 2015

I like Mormon boys and I cannot lie...

All you other sisters can't deny. When a boy walks in with his scripture case and a smile on his face, you get a date. A celestial mate. But wait. He's goin on a mission, leavin you wishin you had a man to hold your hand. So deacons--what? Teachers--what? We don't like your features cuz your brothers are hot and you are not so give us some righteous PRIESTS.

This girls camp rap was stuck in my head today (super spiritual song for the Sabbath, right?) so I had to let it out. Luckily my little sister pulled through for me with the lyrics. It made me reflect on things I haven't thought about in a long time. I was having trouble remembering the lyrics since singing and dancing was not really my forte at girls camp. In fact, I dreaded dancing and being in front of people. I never liked standing on the stage (which you had to do as a YCL) and leading the girls in songs and the morning routine (a dance).
Archery, hiking and making crafts were more my speed up on Mt. Lemmon. I loved being so in tune with the Spirit and with nature. I loved playing tether ball with my little sis. And I would sneak off early to go run in the mornings. I loved that too.
And then the last year I went, we had girls camp on the beach! Ah. Good times.
I've changed a lot since then. Actually, not changed. More like, found myself. In any case...
Summa time, I'm ready for you.

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Just like old times...

I got to race in AZ!
That sun was such a welcome sight.

We live on the edge.

                                                                   I was kind of excited.

I love my family. We had to take lots of pictures because it's a rare occasion that we get all of us together like this. (Of course, we're still missing Josh, but he gets back this August!)

This kiddo is growing up so fast. It's crazy.

I love temples. The Mesa temple is where my parents were sealed for time and all eternity.

                             Model status. Both of them.
This trip Fiona and I were recognizing how different we are. But we embrace those differences and I wouldn't want a sister who was exactly like me anyway.
Fiona is just the best sister ever.

I love flowers. Look! How PRETTY.
Also, while we were walking around the temple grounds, mosquitoes attacked me! I was wearing pants, but since I was also wearing sandals, my feet were eaten alive. Argh. I had almost forgotten how much mosquitoes like me. It really was just like old times. My family has always teased me about having sweet blood since I always end up with little red bumps on my exposed skin. Good thing vampires are not real.

We were even able to attend a little family reunion. It all worked out so well.
Except I had to exercise some major self-control and not eat ANY desserts since I raced later that day. But I took a picture because this cake looked so gorgeous. And my mom received the plate-thing on the left as a gift from my great-grandmother who apparently wanted her to have it since her name was on it. It is now a cherished heirloom.

See that water bottle in front of me? Drink and pee. That's a runner's motto. Gotta stay hydrated, especially when you're in AZ.

 I took some pictures with Diego, Thomas, and Bernie after the race...

But Diego took these RIGHT after my race. He captured the post-race feeling quite well. That's it right there.

My dad is my hero. He went running with me at 10 o'clock at night.

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Thanks, Grammy!

Earlier this week Grandma K told me she had just sent me a "love gift box." 
Of course, I was dying to know when the box would arrive and what it would contain. I love my grandma and I love her thoughtfulness. So I got the email from Lib Square, booked it to the office, opened the package aaaaand . . . 

She knows that they're one of my favorite things. And she grows them in her garden. So she sent some to me. That's true love right there :)
They're so pretty and fuzzy and will make great home decor. I'll find a container for them and post a picture eventually, but it won't be for awhile because I'm going to wait until after I move. For now they will stay in their box for safe-keeping.

Sunday, April 5, 2015

Frequent flier

Being a runner for BYU means you get to fly a lot as well as run a lot. Here are some pictures from our latest trip to California:

I am grateful every day for the opportunity I have to be a runner  for BYU. I love it.
It's been a rocky road/a rollercoaster ride for me in more ways than one since I came to BYU. Sometimes I wish that my college running career could have been a mirror image of my high school career. That would've been pretty sweet.
But then I realize how much I have learned from my experiences with running and with life in college and I wouldn't change anything.
Yes, trials are hard. I have broken down and bawled my eyes out a number of times. I have felt frustrated and upset and like I wasn't worth anything.
But thanks to my parents and my testimony of the gospel, I know that those negative thoughts come from Satan. And I know that I can pray to my Father in Heaven for comfort and strength.
Heavenly Father helps me in everything I do. He helps me reach my goals. He helps me have confidence in myself. He helps me feel grateful, whether I am in the midst of adversity or I'm on top of the world.