Photography Class Final

I finally got around to scanning prints from the final project in my photo class last semester. It was a way fun project to work on-- you wouldn't believe how many funny looks and random comments we got while hauling that giant stuffed horse (platoon) around Logan!

Random Pictures

I have been really lazy lately and haven't uploaded pictures from my camera for about a month, until now. So, I just picked a few of the random things on my camera to highlight...


Ty-Bee graduated from high school! I was so proud of him.




Crystal and Dave at SOAR. How adorable.
I'm still new to blogging and don't know how to make the picture rotate.





I hand picked these last three out of a series of about 50 pictures that were on my camera, taken by Kaleb! Joel and Tammy and their kids came and stayed with me at my house in Logan (aka the blue cottage bed and breakfast) while Joel had a booth at the arts festival up here. Kaleb got a hold of my camera one night and went crazy taking pictures. It was really cute. There are about ten of that dinosaur!



My dear friend, Noelle, whom I shared a room with (and practially a bed as well) got married. It was a way pretty reception!



I went boating with the ward, here I am wakeboarding.



I unsuccessfully attempted to do a flip.




JB and Brian on the shore of the lake. JB is rockin my aviators-- which he broke when he hit me in the face with a frisbee!!




I picked up my 15 year old cousin, Abby, from EFY and took her boating with my singles ward. She was getting hit on right and left! it was hilarious!! We thought the braces would be a dead give away of her age. I guess not.



Oh, cousinly love. How adorable.

I'm SOARing. Flying. There's not a star in heaven that I can't reach...

Ok. Sorry for that cheesy intro. I just couldn't help it, what with Troy Bolton on the mind (Shout-out to Geoffrey!! haha) and being at SOAR today-- it seemed appropriate.

Another side note: my roommates last year were in love with "high school musical." It seemed like everytime that I walked into our living room they were watching it. That's how I know the lyrics, I swear!

Ok, I am finally getting around to the point of my blog today. I decided I need to talk about SOAR. SOAR stands for Student Orientation, Advising and Regristration. I am on this thing called the "A-Team" (Inspired by, but not the same as the 70's TV show, which i have never seen). On 12 separate days during the summer students come up to Utah State and get oriented to the University, and I get to help them. My responsibilities during the day include but are not limited to: teaching students how to set up their aggiemail accounts for two hours every morning, fetching sarah bagels, giving a really boring presentation about how to register, pay fees, buy parking passes, etc. to a group of about ten students an hour and a half (I had a student fall asleep once), emptying garbages during lunch, helping students register for classes, becoming an unoffical advisor when the students actual advisor didn't tell them what to take, and (my favorite) setting up the aggie ice cream. Setting up the aggie ice cream is by far my favorite part of SOAR days. Dave Nugget and I are the lucky individuals who were given this responsibility every SOAR day. After lunch we get to sanitize the tables, and take the ice cream scoops to the hub where the send them thru that really hot high pressure dishwasher thing. We also get to have some one-on-one Dave and Loni time, which we call "freezer talk," were we counsel each other about life's problems while we are in the walk-in freezer. Most importantly, we get to pick the ice cream flavors that are served that day. With a lot of power comes a lot of responsibility. Its harder then you think to pick a just three flavors of aggie ice cream to serve and try to please everyone. What we usually try to do is pick a chocolately flavor, a fruity one, and then either aggie blue mint or a vanilla based flavor. People get very passionate about there ice cream flavors. Sometimes when we don't pick well enough there is a huge line at the aggie bluemint bucket and no one is wanting any toffee crunch or lemon custard. It's harder then you would think. That's why Dave and I were trusted with the coveted ice-cream-set-up-job. GO AGGIES!

Oh ps-- I forgot to mention the real best reason why I like being on the A-Team: All the great friends that I have made who are on the A-Team too! They are some of the best people I know!

"I've had worse sores..."

I got hit in the face with a Frisbee yesterday. I am currently 2 of 2. I have played frisbee twice this summer. I have been hit in the face each time. I think it's time to put the frisbee on the shelf for the year. or forever.

I am publishing this picture so that you may all see that horrific mark it left on my nose. Note the green circle and arrow that I have added to the picture so that my sad scratch can't be missed. Ok, it isn't that bad, but it did bleed for a few seconds!

All growing up my dad used to say this phrase, "I've had worse sores right between my eyes!" So, this one is for you dad! Go ahead, say it. (Actually, Mom, go get Dad and tell him to read my blog so the he can say it. Thanks Mom!) I know it's only a wimpy scratch. You have had worse!

Also notice my mile long To-Do List on the whiteboard in the background of the picture, with none of the squares checked off. I wonder why...

One week 'til my birthday

Dear World (aka the 5 or so people who read my blog),

I am quickly approaching my 21st birthday. It is one week from tomorrow, on July the 3rd. In reference to my birthday, my mother always likes to tell the story about how her and I watched fireworks from the hospital after I was born. That's why I have changed my blog layout to have a little picture of fireworks in the background. Plus, I just like fireworks.

So- back to the topic of my 21st birthday. I feel like I should be doing something crazy to celebrate my last week of my life as a twenty year old. Instead, I'm... blogging. oh well.

So, basically this is a blog about nothing. I keep on writing, though.

So. Let's see how many paragraphs I can begin with the word "So" without realizing it. Oh, three!

Maybe instead of doing something crazy in commemoration of my birthday I should have a little reflection on the last 20 years of my life.



It was good.



The end for today!

I feel like a million bucks.

I don't have any exact reasons, but I feel like a million bucks. I go through phases. I'm never not generally happy. But sometimes I feel extra good about my life and myself. Right now is one of those times. I am very thankful for everything in my life-- my family, friends, my job, my cute plants that sit on my front porch, my ghetto blue house, my aggie blue bike, my japanese eggplant that I accidentally bought, and those fluffy clouds that were in the sky today, that I got to spend the afternoon outside at the lake today, Morgan's headstands, and pretty much everything else.

Right now Morgan and I are sitting on our beds that we made in my living room and blogging. We went to a show earlier and saw a few of our friends play (good job adam and jordan, I especially liked their song called "plunge"). Then we ditched out on a campiing trip, planned a campfire in my backyard, cancelled a campfire in my back yard, had story time/show and tell in the living room which included walmart stickers, extra-high-slit skirts (volleyball accident), back bends, songs about Zazarra (Tennile's made up word for the hair that grows on the back of your neck), Box Elder/Fire bugs, and Elbows that bend in ways they definitely shouldn't, and then after getting so much done today, Morgan and I decided that we would wrap up the day with some blogging while we sit next to each other. So here we are... but now I'm definitely falling asleep...

Big Girl.

It's official. I'm a big girl now. My mother has kicked me off of the family health insurance (and she decided to inform me in a text message, no less!), I haven't lived at home for more then two years now, I get announced as a visitor in Sunday School class every time I go to my home ward, I am just weeks away from my 21st birthday, I own a crock-pot, and I bought my first ever car!! Yes, that's right, I bought a car. A 2007 Nissan Sentra. It's adorable. (see pic below so that you can agree.)



I am driving down to Salt Lake tomorrow night so that I can pick it up. Now I just need a name for it!