Justification

So I decided that I wanted to go home for the weekend. I took my computer with me and I swear I packed my charger. But you know sometimes my memory undermines my word... :{ So I had no way of living up to my goal. It is still on the table though.

Today I am just going to share my stupid moment of the day. I set up to numb the patient today with Lidocaine. While in the treatment, Doc decided he wanted Septocaine instead. I had already unsheathed the needle and did not think to put it back. I began taking it apart but I was struggling. It finally gave and my hands flew uncontrollably and I stabbed myself. It was only in my finger but I felt real sheepish. I bled. My finger reached sausage size and went numb for a couple hours.

I have the bruise to prove it.

55 days

Running through a field of barely touched snow will result in cold feet... Regardless of whether or not you are wearing snow boots.

Going to the temple makes it all okay though.
I went by myself for the first time this evening. Besides forgetting a white bra and a zoning out a couple of times it was wonderful.

Wuthering Heights

I've read the novel Wuthering Heights written by Emily Bronte'. Personally I found it just a bit morbid. I would prefer Jane Eyre written by Emily's sister, Charlotte, but they were both phenomenal writers. 

Anyway, Natalie once showed me this video and I had completely forgotten about it until today.

It doesn't matter whether or not you've read the book, I think this video is a classic. 

Chickburgers

Good news. I found a copy of Catching Fire. I didn't think to ask my little brother's girlfriend... Anyway, I haven't been able to read it as quickly as Hunger Games just because I've had a busy week. I had a realization though about half way through probably chapter 4. This romance is very relatable (new word) to Twilight. A young girl has feelings for two guys. One more than the other. It's safer for her if she chooses the one she is not as in love with... etc. But this series is definitely more entertaining than Twilight.

So for dinner tonight I made some chicken hamburgers. I wasn't sure how well it would turn out... Especially when my patties resembled my dog's barf. I had to try them though and I was pleasantly surprised! Chickburgers are super delicious. I'd show you a picture but you've probably already lost your appetite.

Growing up.

So tonight was a big night for my little brother. He went to his junior prom. He did go to prom last year. While half of his friends could go but didn't want to, he decided he was going to ask a senior who had never been to a boys choice dance. He is just such a sweetie. Anyway, it's not his first prom but it is still exciting... This year he took his girlfriend. *Note: This young lady is his first ever* Just thinking about it makes me happy.

For spring cleaning my mother is organizing her storage room. Oh dear, let me tell you, it is full of so many of the little things that we bring home and think we will use in the future but never do... Example: All the different elementary school projects that each child made. Most of which shouldn't decorate the house longer than a year. Oh and fun fact! Before 5 o'clock this afternoon my mother was in possession of every single New Era made in history. Est. 1971. Some of those babies were hilarious!          But I definitely think this was one of my favorites. 

My mom and I also discovered a couple other treasures in our efforts. I have often heard my mom tell stories about how social she was back in high school but today I witnessed the evidence of it. In one of the boxes my mom found her old high school photo album/scrapbook It contained certificates, ticket stubs, the works of memorabilia etc. Well there is one story I have heard of my mom at the Sadie Hawkins's dance. They had a hitching post one year for her school and my mom definitely lived up to the Mormon stereotype that year. Everybody went stag so it wasn't like she was being a home wrecker so to speak but she definitely got around. I've heard a few different numbers but today finalized it. That night my mom married 14 different times... kissed them all. This is a picture of all her rings and certificates. The rings that don't have certificates were repeat gentlemen. They had to renew their vows... hehehe  Anyway, I also learned a fun fact. My mom went through 6 boyfriends in one year during high school. I don't know about you but I was caught off guard. I don't think I've even had that many boyfriends ever.    
The things we learn about our parents can completely change our perspective.

Laughterful

Last week I was filling out a job application. I reached one part where it asked me to list 5 words that I felt described me best. I was having a seriously hard time thinking of good ones, mostly because I didn't want to put a bunch of generic words. They have to get a real taste for who I am in these words.

I really wanted to write something down that pertained to how easily I am humored but couldn't think of any one word. I didn't want to put humorous because this entails being funny. I do have a hard time being serious and I have gotten a couple chuckles out of friends every now and then but I would not consider myself humorous. There were a few more of these words that applied to being humored but nothing that I was looking for.

After stewing for a while I invented a new word.
     Laughterful (adj) def. 1. Having lots of laughter bottled up inside oneself. 2. Easily humored.
Unfortunately for the sake of professionalism I refrained from writing it down. But oh how I wanted to put it down.

I like to think that I have started a few trends in my life and this is my new one.
Challenge: Use the word laughterful in regular conversation at least three times this week.
This new word describing my condition will be patented some day.

Testing center proposal

I heard a genius idea today.

Background before I tell you.

There is a wonderful testing center here at BYU. The workers are super encouraging. You turn your test in. Go down some stairs. Stare at a monitor until your score pops up. If your score is above a 90%, you get a wonderful note next to the score saying, "Way to go!" or "Congratulations!"

When you happen to do that well, you read those couple words and get a rush of self-gratification.
Unfortunately that doesn't happen all the time. Hardly ever. Well at least for me.

Today I heard this wonderful idea. For all those who get below a 60% the Testing Center should put something like, "Jesus still loves you" next to the score.

Amen to that.

Happy Memories

I was just posting Natalie's most recent email to her blog when I decided to start perusing. 

I found a wonderful gem that I had forgotten about. 

This is Richard, Natalie and I. We act like dorks sometimes but what do you expect... 

We're siblings.

Enjoy.

Taking on the Challenge

Rules
1. Post rules of game so no one gets lost.
2. Post a photo and 11 random things about yourself.
3. Answer questions that were given you by tagger.
4. Ask some questions for those you tag to answer.
5. Tag some people to do this all over again.

Me visiting my parents grave...
If you can't tell by the dates, they are still alive.

Random Facts

1. I have a strange obsession with eating tortilla shells plain.

2. Since I started my job, I've made a habit of jumping out of bed in a panic in the middle of the night. Half the time I am still asleep. It really freaked my rommate out when it first started happening.

3. I have never read the Hunger Games.

4. On occasion I'll stop dead in my tracks while walking across campus. Stand for a minute or two. Then either change directions or continue the way I'm going. I'm indecisive and sometimes can't decide if I really want to go where I am going.

5. I do not sneeze like a girl.

6.  I hate scary movies. 

7. I have webbed toes.

8. I am no good at video games.

9. When I think I bother somebody, I want to get in their face and ask them why.

10.  When I get excited about my ideas I jump around.

11. I love dogs. I prefer those that are bigger than a rugby ball.

Early worm or night owl?

• Early worm. This definitely makes my ridiculous job schedule a little bit easier.

Celebrity crush?

• Oooh  I couldn't possibly give one answer for this one. Gerard Butler, Josh Turner, & Hugh Jackman :}

Favorite book(s)?

• Great Expectations, Sense and Sensibility, the Goose Girl series

What's your perfect day?

• Pleasantly warm outside. My whole family would somehow miraculously be in the same place at the same time. Of course we would have to eat a yummy dinner that included a bean salad and a macaroni salad.

Favorite memory?

• I have a terrible memory. So I can only think of a few. This is one is from a few summers back. I was up in Montana at my grandma's cabin. One afternoon I didn't have anything to do and I was feeling adventurous. I decided to hike the mountainous hill next to the cabin. The view at the top was seriously breathtaking. I could see the whole area in a way I had never before. It felt like I was on top of the world.

Which house would you be sorted into?

• Hufflepuff. Loyal, dedicated, hard working, all about fair play... Definitely.

Braids or ponytails?

• Braids. They are the thing I missed most when I chopped my hair off.

If you could be any age, what would it be & why?

• 70. I want to see what I'm like as a grandma.

How do you like your eggs?

• In a hole. With syrup. But they can't be even the slightest bit runny... gross.

Dream job?

• I would be in a symphony that recorded the music for movies.

If you could say one thing to the world, what would it be?

• Everything will work out. It always does.

                                                                        My questions.

1. If you could re-live one event in your life, what would it be?

2. Do you like tomatoes? Why or Why not?

3. What is the one movie that gets you crying the most?

4. Where is the most interesting place you've been?

Ex. Stuck in a closet with a fish.
A phone booth in England

5. What was your favorite childhood game?

6. What is the weirdest food you made in your kitchen?

7. What is one thing that drives you up the wall?

8. If you had the chance to live anywhere in the world, where would it be?

Have fun.

Cam & Kenzie, Chelsey, Leann, Melissa & Jared

It's about time

Well I've decided that I should post again soon so that you don't loose too much interest...

Today I just plan on leaving you with some wise words. Some are not my own.

So a couple weeks back I tried to temporarily dye my hair dark brown but with my blonde underneath it just kind of looked green... Gross. Then I washed it once and the color washed a couple shades lighter. Of brown green. Not exactly what I expected.
I was furious with the Lady I had dye it. She is the sweetest lady but also very opinionated. So whenever I go to get my hair done I end up walking out with more of what she wants on my hair than what I want. The only reason I continue to go to her is because I get an awesome deal. Not having tons of money to throw around this gives me the definite incentive to return.
After this time around I have decided that I will not be returning to have her dye my hair. Maybe for trims but not for color.
I was so angry after I washed my hair that I went out and bought a box color (I know they are really unhealthy for your hair but I was desperate and irate) so that I could do it myself.
I got all the materials I needed, minus the gloves. I didn't think it would be too bad.

Wrong.

When I was all finished my hair was beautiful... my hands? Not so much. They were almost black. I spent the next 24 hours scrubbing my hands with baking soda, lemon juice, and dish soap. It worked but it was a long process.

If you ever buy box color make sure gloves are included or go buy some.



My next words of wisdom is directed more toward the romantics.
         There is a man that I love. His name is Josh Turner. Beautiful face. Beautiful deep singing voice.  And also quite a few years older than I. But I like to imagine that one day I'll marry him.
Anyway I was listening to Pandora today and his song was on. Of course I start paying attention to the lyrics. They were adorably cute. All men should take the song as advice. I guess ladies can too and just swap the roles of the song... Anyway.

Some men dream of crossing oceans

Some men dream one day to fly

Spend their whole lives out there floating on the water and the sky

Some men dream of building fortunes

Some men dream of having fame

Nothing else is more important then making money and a name

but, in my dreams I see a little sky blue house

beside a small stream.

A front porch, a screen door,

The sound of bare feet running and cartoons.

In my dreams, your dreams come true.

I come find you in your garden

Pulling weeds between the rows

Trade a kiss for a glass of water

Sit and watch what love can grow

 In my dreams I see a little sky blue house

beside a small stream.

A front porch, a screen door,

The sound of bare feet running and cartoons.

In my dreams, your dreams come true.

In my dreams, your dreams are the only things that really matter to me

When you smile, I smile

What makes you happy, makes me happy too

In my dreams your dreams come true

Cold? No, thank you.

Well cyber world I decided that it was time to show my existence again.

Words from the Wise:
If you know that you have to get up heinously early the next morning but your laundry isn't getting done because you keep forgetting to switch it, push the pause button on finishing your laundry. Your sleep shouldn't be compromised.

Let's just say I compromised and it wasn't a very smart thing to do. I texted my supervisor Sunday night @ 11:00 p.m. saying I wouldn't be coming in for work the next morning because I wasn't feeling well. That was a little white lie. I didn't want to text him, "Hey so I was stupid and didn't decide to go to bed till just now. If I come into work tomorrow morning, I'll only be getting 4 hours of sleep tonight. For the sake of my body needing rest, I'm not going to come in." I went to bed that night restless. I couldn't just lie like that because I honestly felt fine. But I set my alarm for 7 anyway.

Of course my body would not let it be though. I woke up the next morning at 4:15 thinking, "I wasn't going to go in but I feel fine. I'm just being a big baby. If I go in, I'll only be 30 minutes late." So I did.

By Monday afternoon my nose began getting the itchy feeling it gets right before I get a cold. Spectacular. In hopes I could ward it off, I had a whole can of vegetable soup for dinner. Unfortunately it didn't work.

A few days later, in the brunt of my sickness, I truly wasn't feeling well and did want to text in sick but I knew I couldn't this time.

This weekend in my attempts to get better, I've stayed at home, drinking all the fluids possible. I've gotten a bit better but so I can truly smack this cold in the bum, I'm staying home from church so that I can sleep.

Crash.

Like I have said in the past, I ride a bike named Goose.

Well today He and I had an adventure.

We were riding along when I accidently drove off the rode into the gutter.

Usually this isn't really a problem... but it's been raining today.

Let's just say I flew forward and got very dirty.

Oh and I should mention I had like 15 eye witnesses.

It's already been an interesting week...

I'm behind on my homework reading.
I have been having minor stressed to relaxed mood swings.
I've started showering in the evenings.
I finished my paper two days before it was due and had time to take it into the Writing Center to ask for
       pointers.
I made a mass batch of waffles last week and I've had waffles with every meal since.
Earlier today I put a pot water on the stove to boil. After ten minutes and having unboiled water, I went to
       check to see if the stove was really on and realized that I had turned on the wrong burner.
For lunch I had some of my roommates leftover pasta salad and then when I got home, she had thrown it away
       because it had been in the fridge for a while.
I took a nap this morning. First one this semester!

I'm excited to see how the next four days go.



I am going on a date this Saturday to the basketball game:} I am just kind of excited.

Apartment 13

Well it's official. I moved in yesterday with the help of Chelsey and now for the first time tonight I get to sleep in my new bed. I'm pretty excited.

So I'm the only one here at the moment. All of my roommates are still off on holiday. but I've had so much fun already.     Moving all my crap.     Debating wether or not my roommate would kill me if I took down her pretty cool Zelda poster (It's above my bed).     Trying to figure out where to fit all my stuff.    Spilling Eden's rice all over the floor. Searching for the broom (there isn't one).     Deciding that I can't be scared of what my roommates will think, I'm putting my food in the cupboards that look fairly empty.

Compared to these girls, I have food storage. I have a whole shelf dedicated to cans. When I looked into their spice cupboard, I came to the conclusion that my plethora of spices would not fit in there with them.

AND it's a miracle that I'm even posting now. I decided to take a break because all I have left now is my dinner ware. So what better thing to do than to set up your internet. Well my manager had sent me an email telling me how but you know you really can't check your email if you don't have the password to the internet... Whoops. I had to brave going out into the cold in my pj's to get to know my neighbors. But here we are. I survived.


Love. Trina.

Domesticity

Christmas break is truly a wonderful thing.   No homework to worry about.    Wassle.    Family.    Christmas lights.      Free time to do something.     Or absolutely nothing.     Snow*.       Sledding.      Temple Square.            Gifts.       Silly pranks.    

Break? Fantastic.

I think this years theme for my break was Work and Domesticity.

If you work on campus, you would think that you get off when there isn't any school.

False.  

Besides the the Friday and Monday before and After the two holidays of break, I have rolled out of bed to be to work by 4 AM. 

I've been working extra hours so that this Friday I'll have a decent number on my next paycheck.  The last one was a bit pitiful. 

But you know I'm not complaining. I'm making good money for this job and every Thursday we feast on Egg nog and donuts during break.  Southern Comfort. So yummy.

Last week I went shopping with my mother and one of the stores we stopped at was Robert's. This store has sentimental value to me, but unfortunately, Hobby Lobby has stolen business and now Robert's is closing. Fortunately. Everything is discounted.

When we walked in Mom said, "Now if there was ever a creative project you wanted to make, now is the time to do it."

So I did.

I went to the jewelry isle and bought the materials to make a necklace that I've been trying to imitate with things I've found around the house. It's never worked. So I was very excited. I then bought some fuzzy Burgundy yarn. Along my way I found decoratable headbands and bought those too. 

So far I've made my necklace, a bracelet with extra material, a hat with a wonderful pom pom on top for my sister in law, an earwarmer headband(out of yarn) for Natalie while she is on her mission, and 4 head bands. (The coloring is off but you can see the design.)

 Folded Fabric Flower
Made for Natalie

 Braided

Burgundy Felt flower
Also made for Natalie

Buttons

I like the top three best. I made the button one first but it's still cute.

I also figured out how to make a fabric headband, no plastic. 

On the cooking ground I made waffle's, assisted with bread, and for the very first time, pesto as a colour/spice for pasta. I didn't exactly know what pesto was, so I doubled the recipe because I didn't the original made enough to cover the pasta I was making. Let's just say when I mixed in the pesto, we had some pasta that would clear your sinuses. No fear! After some rinsing it was delicious.

I learned a new important fact to remember for when I have appliances of my own. If you ever use gas to get oil off your driveway, throw the rag you use away! If put in a washer to clean it, the gasoline in the rag will eat away at the rubber in the washer.

I'm not sure what to do about clothes... Wash it by hand? It would be super unfortunate to have to throw away clothes because of an accidental spill. People like me... always wear crappy clothes when handling gasoline. Just in case.

Well this Christmas there was a little extra spice added... PRANKS. We were sitting around with nothing to do the the two weekends ago and we decided to pull a funny on my father Christmas morning. We decided that it would have to involve putting cellophane across my dad's bedroom door and then pouring some sort of messy material in between the door and the plastic. When he woke up and came out for presents... SURPRISE!
Packing Peanuts?      Shredded paper?      Popcorn?
We picked the one at our easiest disposal. Shredded paper. It's so simple to make.

Christmas afternoon rolled around and I realized that we hadn't done anything! I was so upset. I learned my siblings didn't want to wake up super early to do it so it would be happening while he was in for his Sunday nap.
We got it all up and then decided that video footage was necessary.
It was the best.
Video later to come.

Well have a happy rest of the holidays!

*There wasn't any this year though:(

Blood drive.

I've always felt obligated to make an effort to donate.

They say that they always need more donations.

So of course, despite the fact that whenever I get a shot, my adrenaline makes me feel like punching whoever is holding the needle, I convince myself I should do it.

I've only actually succeeded in getting in the chair once.

One time I was too light.

All the other times, I wasn't allowed because my mom or play director said I couldn't.

Well yesterday there were signs everywhere.

So I went.

I went in that room very confident with myself.

A poke in the finger.

Two stabs in the arms.

Only 3/4 of a pint of blood.

And

A great passing out story later

I walked out of there with a very full pack of snacks, completely mortified.




I don't think I'm ever going to try again.

A Birthday.

Not everyone appreciates the reminder that one more year has passed, but I'm okay with it. For now. 

There is just so much to look forward to on Birthdays, I don't see why I wouldn't love them. I get calls from my siblings and we just talk about life. I get to pick what we get to eat for dinner and not have to prepare it. I get the feeling of being extra special.  It's one year closer to the rest of my life. I love the excitement of not knowing what is going to happen in the next year.

I can't say the the thought of getting older doesn't scare me. It does. I have a body right now and I love the  blessing it is. But how long am I going to be able to dance, run, hike or just go from day to day with the ease that I do now? What about my mind? I am a forgetful person as it is, what is going to happen when I get older?

It might be scary but it's alright because I will make the most of it. I heard that as we get older our bad traits become worse, so I am going to try my best right now to be the person I want to be when I am old. My memory might get lots worse but it's okay because I WILL remember that I'm alive and I have a body. So long as I can keep that thought alive in my mind, life is wonderful.


Every year my birthday has been different. One year when I was little my parents told me that I wasn't going to have a party that year and of course I believed them. Even when my sister asked me who I would invite if I were to have a party. I did get a party that year. For my sixteenth birthday I thought a surprise party would be the best. How I celebrated was the best but definitely not what I had in mind. Chelsey picked me up then we bought dinner at Wendy's and a Kong Kone at Macey's. For my eighteenth birthday, I would have never guessed that I would be running around Disneyland with my best friends.

I enjoyed this year's as much as any other. I slept in and then had some fantastic pancakes. I chuckled as I opened the gift Grandma gave me. You know your grandma loves you when she gives you a flashlight. I will make sure that I use it a lot in the future. After that Nat and I went to Costco for my ward calling. It was just the time they had all the free samples out... We headed home to put away our groceries but Eugene ran out of gas. That was an adventure. Natalie then took me to campus for a self defense class and we kinda just wandered around campus. We didn't take any stairs and rode all the elevators sitting down. So much fun.

What would a birthday be without a dance performance? While we were on campus, we decided to stop and watch the daCi day of dance performance. I love watching children dance. I then had the rest of the afternoon to study and get ready for my dinner date.

I was actually surprised when my friend said he wanted to take me out for dinner. I've never had a guy take me out for my birthday before but who would deny dinner with a friend. And I got to pick where we went. I chose mexican.

I think my talent for putting myself in embarrassing situations is really incredible. I hadn't eaten too much during the day because I was so looking forward to dinner. By the time we made it to the restaurant I was shaking. I don't know why it happens or what exactly triggers it but I would say it's kinda like hypoglycemia. I think he might have thought I was super nervous. While eating I spilled food on the table and I dropped my fork on the floor. Thankfully I didn't get any on myself. I also said some things that I didn't realize could be awkward till after I said them, but he was such a gentleman he just shrugged it off. It was a dinner full of opportunity to be embarrassed but I never felt embarrassed. This was momentous.

Anyway Kirk said that he was going to tell them to sing to me for my birthday and I threatened him not to. I thought I had won when he never said anything to our waiter. Just as I was finishing my smothered burrito, a group of waiters came in making lots of noise carrying the treat I would get if I endured this well. At that second I remembered Kirk had called that morning. They sang. Clapped. Kirk smiled, proud of his discreteness. And I turned red. But the fried ice cream was totally worth it.


When I got home, Natalie demanded I watch the movie she had just finished. It was a chick flick. The accidental husband. Really tender. Watch it.

As I lied in bed, I thought about what I had done for my birthday and decided that it was a wonderful day.

Ooh date.

Remember how I was saying I wanted to go on a date?

Last week I prayed that just maybe I would get asked on one.

Last night I went on a date. 

God cares about the things we think are silly to pray for. But he cares.

Anyway. 

Date.

In my life I have only been to corn mazes like a grand total of 2 times. The last one I can remember was for family night and the whole fam was kind of upset at each other so it wasn't very fun. 

Well Monday after class, my friend? (my mom said I use that word too much. She might consider him an acquaintance but we're friends.) asked me how I felt about corn mazes... I didn't really want to tell him my last experience for fear sounding like a complainer, so I just that I had only been a couple times. He asked if I wanted to go. Of course!

Anyway when I told my grandma, she asked why I was going on a date on a weeknight... Because I can.

Last night came around and I couldn't decide what to wear and I didn't want to over dress. I was trying for advice from Chelsey but I was pretty much not taking her advice... Then her boy gave some fantastic advice that I HAVE to share.

"Just wear clothes. 

Some prefer swim suits, some shower curtains, 

but I'd suggest clothes."

I've met him twice but oh I love him. So funny.

Well I just decided that I can look really great in a t-shirt and skinny jeans. 

I think I did very well.

He picked me up and we headed to the maze. We were with two other couples and we all raced through the maze... My date and I won. And we came out the right exit. So many people decide there is no other way out except the other exit... False. 

A couple minutes after we were out we met up with one other couple. Waited for couple 3 and then decided to go to the other activities while we waited. We went on almost everything... Whether we paid for it or not...

There wasn't anybody checking our wristbands at the haunted places where you pay more to go through. So why not. 

At the beginning of the night I had made a goal not to scream.

I failed.

I screamed once when a machine blew a really loud burst of air into my ear... Kinda super loud:\

We got our pictures next to a bunch of the different things to play on. They were pretty good pictures but I don't think I'll ever be seeing them again because he took them on his phone. Oh well.

We also raced through a blow-up race course...

I'm not very good at navigating those without falling over.

I lost.

After a while, couple 3 made it out of the maze. We were originally going to buy some hot chocolate but decided we could just go to one fella's house and have homemade malt shakes. So GOOD!

Where I'm from, at the end of a first date you give your date a hug.

Well I wasn't sure what to expect because this guy is an RM.

And I thought that maybe the hug thing was only a high school thing.

Thankfully there wasn't anything too awkward about the goodnight.

Except.

I have always felt bad for the tall guys that I have been on dates with.

I am a very short person.

So it kinda makes for a squatting hug...

Besides being scared to say something super dumb
it was a fun date.

Any man of mine

I found a song that speaks my mind on my expectations for a man.

It's seriously inspired.

And of course it's country.

Waste of time

Alright.

If you are ever bored and have a sense of humor like mine...

Click on these sites for a good laugh.

http://www.jellotime.com/

http://www.drawastickman.com/