Thursday, May 31, 2012

Pesky Pescatarians

Happy Senior Health and Fitness Day!
Happy What You Think Upon Grows Day!!

How's life?

So, today I took the Accuplacer test that is required in order to be in PSEO. The deadline for all of this ish is quickly creeping up on me, and I still need to attend an orientation. Miraculously, I was able to get into an orientation scheduled for tomorrow - this is a blessing because all other orientation dates are either full or when I am out of town. Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou heaven! 

Now, for personal crap de McCall:

I have difficulty keeping to my goals. I lose motivation and any resolve as soon as my will is challenged - and of course I am speaking about food.

 I have been trying to eat healthier, and I have been taking preventative measures, such as bringing healthier foods to a choir party that we had today. Unfortunately, as soon as I laid eyes on the pizza, I was a goner. I went the whole nine yards, which involves three different kinds of chips, some cake, donuts, etc. Well, I ate a strawberry.

That must count for something.

Seriously, though I am sick of it.

Sick of myself.

I need to stop this. I want to be so firm that a hurricane, no, a black hole couldn't move me. 


As of NOW I will be good.

Let's see how long this lasts.

It is not only nutrition. I also want to improve in scripture reading, exercising, social ish, and overall laziness. No more forgotten goals.

This will be a revolutionary summer.

Take a look at this guy:

Now is that inspiration or what?

Honestly, that is so amazing. Just look at the improvement - another great story is Taralynn from UndressedSkeleton:

She has embraced a healthy lifestyle like no other. Not only is her fitness admirable, but her personal struggles in her life are truly inspirational.

Things have been a little health crazy lately in McCall's world.
It doesn't help when in science we are researching heart diseases and you get to see the negative effects these fats and sugars.

I'm half convinced I should become pescatarian. Or I could move to Japan. Learn from the best.

What do ya think?


Monday, May 28, 2012


Quotes From Cool People

Happy Whit Monday, or Memorial  Day!

From Tumblr:
I wish we said “fancy” in America. As in, “I fancy you.” It’s such a more agreeable term than “I have a crush on you.”  What’s a crush? Like, I AM A BOA CONSTRICTOR AND I AM GOING TO IMMOBILIZE YOU WITH MY MISPLACED AND OBSESSIVE AFFECTION.  “I fancy you” is like, you’re so shiny and glittery and I just want to put you on a shelf and look at you for a while ‘cause you’re fancy.

From my cousin's Facebook statuses:

"The understanding of who we really are, what that really means, and what that means we can become can absolutely change our bearings in life. It can effect every choice we make, the way we treat others, and how we see ourselves. 
It is pivotal." ~The Redheaded Hostess

"Life is to be enjoyed, not just endured." ~President Hinckley

"Live in such a way that if anyone should speak badly of you, no one would believe it. ~Unknown

"Stop seeking out the storms and enjoy more of the SUNLIGHT." 
- President Hinckley

"If you want to be interesting, be INTERESTED."
- Unknown

"You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty."
- Mahatma Gandhi

"Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical." ~Sophia Loren

"You can be excellent in every way. You can be first class. There is no need for you to be a scrub. Respect yourself. Do not feel sorry for yourself. Do not dwell on unkind things others may say about you. Polish and refine whatever talents the Lord has given you. Go forward in life with a twinkle in your eye and a smile on your face, but with great and strong purpose in your heart. Love life and look for its opportunities." ~ President Gordon B. Hinckley

"You were not put on this earth to fail, but to succeed gloriously."
-Elder Richard G. Scott, LDS General Conference 2012 :)

"Don't feel stupid if you don't like what everyone else pretends to love." - Emma Watson

“The best antidote I know for worry is work. The best cure for weariness is the challenge of helping someone who is even more tired. One of the great ironies of life is this: He or she who serves almost always benefits more than he or she who is served.” President Gordon B. Hinckley

From Ryan Christensen:

"To all the students who drop out and fail high school: Remember two things, 1. You tried your best. 2. I don't like pickles on my BigMac."

"I think all vests save you from stuff, lifevests save you from drowning, bullet proof vests save you from being shot, sweater vests save you from hot women."

"What doesn’t kill you makes you smaller." - Mario

"Dinosaurs are lies fed to us to cover up the existence of Pokemon."

"I wonder if the clothes in China say 'made around the corner '"

"We Pronounce 22 as TwentyTwo, 33 as Thirty Three, 44 as FortyFour, 55 as FiftyFive, Why not 11 as OnetyOne?"

"I don't know what's more awkward, answering Dora or sitting in silence whilst she stares at you."

"I've always wanted to walk up to a stranger and hand him a briefcase and whisper 'you know what to do' and walk away."

"I love using big words to sound smart. I mean utilizing gargantuan idioms to fabricate intelligence."

"I watched Transformers today, and I've spent the past 2 hours in my garage telling my car I know his secret... He's shy."

"Voldemort's face is flat because he ran into the wrong wall at the train station."

Sunday, May 27, 2012


Happy Cellophane Tape Day!

honor - [on-er]
honesty, fairness, or integrity in one's beliefs and actions: man of honor.

For the longest time I have had a fascination with honor. What is it? Where is it?
I read stories of daring princes and fencing lads who are willing to die in order to protect this mythical creature, known as honor. This whimsical little blighter dances its way through our tales and is a reminder of the past - but where is it now?

Only a few decades ago, young men had a strange little trait called class. They had style, they cared about doing good, if only to uphold their name. Of course there were a few parasites, some who took advantage of the righteous intent of those around them, but it was not uncommon to find a classy, chivalrous guy.

Where is that attitude now?

No longer is this mindset respected in our world - people will go to any length to get what they want, and how they get their desire is shoved out of mind. "Following the rules", or taking the more difficult road has no value in our society - we want results, and we want them now.

In English we are discussing different philosophers and their views on justice - what is ethical, and what is immoral?

I find myself in agreement with both Immanuel Kant and John Stuart Mill

Kant believes that the means is more important than the end.
For example, on a Sunday you try to make a dessert for your roommate because she has been stressed lately. You whip up a batch of your famous cookies, and excitedly await her reaction. Unfortunately for you, she needed those ingredients for a home ec final and now cannot pass the class because she cannot afford more food/it is Sunday. You cost her several hundred dollars because you used her food without permission.

According to Kant, this is just.

You meant well.

However, by using her food without permission, you basically make a statement to the world that it is fine for anyone, at any time, under any circumstance, to take something without asking. You just gave the man on the street permission to take your car, you gave the random couple permission to take a child without asking.

So, perhaps this is unjust, if you feel that the new "rules" you created by your actions are not acceptable.

Mill believes that the end is more important than the means.
Say, for example, that you were commanded to retrieve some brass plates that were being held by a stingy ruler in 600 B.C. Jerusalem. You are denied multiple times to have the plates, but the Lord told you to get them, so get them you must. During your nightly stroll, you come across the hoarder himself, and given the circumstance, you kill him and whisk the plates to safety in the wilderness. These plates are then handed down for hundreds of years and are the salvation of an entire nation.

According to Mill, this is just.

Even though you murdered a human being and stole his property, the lives saved exceeded the lives lost. The happiness that resulted in your actions was much greater than the pain required to get the result.

I find both of these theories make sense.
I shouldn't lie, even if I feel as if it will not hurt anyone.
But sometimes you must act for the greater good.

So how do you decide which theory to follow?

I have no idea.
Pray for inspiration, I suppose.

Now, for an important question that has haunted me since my early childhood:

Someone should write a book about that ish.

And isn't this pretty clever:

"Strength is the ability
to break a chocolate
bar into four pieces
with your bare hands
and then eat just
one of those pieces."


Saturday, May 26, 2012

Current Cravings

So, I have been craving healthy food.

That is really weird for me.

These past few weeks I have tried eating healthier, watching what I consume, avoiding the bad fats, and yet I didn't really notice much of a difference in my life. In our home we really do not have a lot of healthy options, so this took a lot of energy and effort. On Monday I grew tired of being so careful all the time and I decided to eat what I normally would for one week. The result?

I feel nasty.

I feel tired, have blurred vision and dizziness after exercising, I feel lazier, and I just am craving fresh fruits and veggies all the time.

But I normally hate veggies.

Hopefully, we can go shopping tonight for some better food.
Hopefully, I can make a permanent resolution.
Hopefully, I will do three things this summer: eat healthier, exercise daily, and go outside.

Wish me luck?

I have mentioned Taralynn from Undressed Skeleton before, but this girl is truly amazing. Look at some of her recipes sometime, and take the time to read her bio. You will be glad you did.

My current craving:
This lunch from her blog

And these spring rolls from her blog.

She is actually such an incredible role model to me - read her story and you will understand.


Le Chef

Happy Julia Pierpont Day!

Remember my little "all of the cute dresses are immodest!" rant the other day?
Well, with summer coming up, another bother is finding cute shorts.

Cute & Immodest:

Ugly & Modest:

I only wish that I had the skill to turn these awkward pieces of cloth into unique, stylish bottoms that even the non-mormons at school would envy.

Last night, I had a sleepover with my friend Sam and Abby.  At some point we were retelling a few of our most prized memories as children, and Abby and I recalled our "cooking competitions." In reality, we would just toss together simple ingredients such as cereal, add a few decorations, and call it a gourmet meal, but it was one of our favorite activities. After we did our magic, we would eat each other's creation, crossing our fingers that it involved chocolate. 

So, in honor of our past traditions, we had a little cooking party of our own this morning.


She started with a piece of round toast and put granola and chocolate chips on top - then she made us some chocolate milk. Did I mention the Nutella on the side? Pro.

She coated mini marshmallows in graham cracker crumbs and added the mixture to chocolate ice cream - it was actually very good despite the dessert's simplicity.


I had crescent rolls with black cherry topping and apple slices, then frozen yogurt (made from frozen gogurts - classy, I know) and vanilla wafers. 

Pretty sure we are the best chefs in town, hands down.

Even better than Mrs. Weasley.

Speaking of Harry Potter, I have two announcements:
1) Sam created her account today and was blessed to become a member of Slytherin.
2) Marissa... well, we will say she is a Ravenclaw.

She took the test.
And was sorted into Hufflepuff.

The horror.

She knew that it must have been a mistake, so she registered under a different email.
And was sorted into Gryffindor.

But it still felt wrong.

Finally, with another email, she was rightfully sorted into her house.

I assured her that the mishap occurred due to a hex placed on the sorting hat by some mischievous fifth years. 

Little rascals.

But everything is all fine and dandy now. Life is good.


Friday, May 25, 2012


Happy International Tiara Day!
Happy Old-Time Player Piano Day!

Um... so I am very bad at keeping goals.


So much for "posting every day."


Anyway, on Tuesday my friend Alex committed suicide - he jumped in front of a train during school hours, but we didn't hear of it until the next day - they were unable to contact his Dad until later that night, so they kept it from even his closest friends.

He was such a sweetie.

He was the Rabbi at my wedding.
Abby's adoptive father.

Yeah, he was a theatre kid.

He had a Deadmau5 shirt, and I would tease him about his plans to go to our rival school.
He shaved his head to play Daddy Warbucks.
He was in the ninth grade honors choir.
He didn't show up for the 8th grade concert on Tuesday night - Grove Singers was supposed to perform, and they did, but they only had five guys. We were wondering where Alex went.
He was just the nicest person.

It still hasn't sunk in yet.

Apparently he did what he did due to bullying.

The kids who are responsible are suspended for their own safety - the rest of the Junior High student body is not on their best terms, apparently.

This was the 7th suicide in 5 years. We have issues.

Mosiah 16:7-9

"7 And if Christ had not risen from the dead, or have broken the bands of death that the grave should have no victory, and that death should have no sting, there could have been no resurrection.

8 But there is a resurrection, therefore the grave hath no victory, and the sting of death is swallowed up in Christ.

9 He is the alight and the life of the world; yea, a light that is endless, that can never be darkened; yea, and also a life which is endless, that there can be no more death."

I had the inspiration to write a really insightful, completely understandable post.

But it is 11:01.

And I just ate almost eight smores.


So... g'nite!

And please pray for his family. And his friends. He had such a tight group, I can't even imagine what they are going through.


Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Weight Room and Ish

Happy National Maritime Day!

So... if anyone is in the mood to buy me a belated birthday present... feel free.

Or a Target gift card would be nice.

Doesn't this look delish? Recipe here.

Sorry for all of the pictures and recipes and other ish recently, this blog is a nice little storage spot!

I'm kinda scatterbrained right now.

I am actually going to miss Life Fitness. Crazy, huh?!

I dreaded that class from the moment I knew it existed. Running? For 30 minutes?

I still hate running, but I like the weight room and ish.

Abby has a choir concert tonight!


Junior High concerts are SO cute.

I wanna jump down and pinch every single ruddy cheek.

But that would embarrass Abby.

I should do it.

Why are "modest" dresses so unfashionable? It is like Mormon designers are stuck in their own little world, oblivious to current fashion. Example:
Cute & Immodest:

Ugly & Modest:

In what world are people content being "stylish for a Mormon", opposed to simply being "stylish"? There are so many possibilities out there, and designers need to actually offer a place to purchase modest clothing that any girl would want to shop at. I want "cute cute", not "Mormon cute".

So if anyone is considering going into fashion, keep little 'ol me in mind.


Monday, May 21, 2012


Happy I Need A Patch For That Day!

Now, I stopped my post yesterday because I felt it was a wee lengthy.

Let us continue.

Marriage is so beautiful. It is a union that confounds me - people enter for themselves, while in truth it is a very selfless act. I have found that marriage benefits others, often more than the couples themselves. Marriage has lost so much value in society today, it is almost a joke. I wish that I could wave my wand and make it shiny and new once again so that the world could fully appreciate the goodness given, yet unfortunately I cannot perform magic outside of Hogwarts.

For those of you who don't know me, understand this: I want to get married before I'm 24. I simply look forward to this opportunity to be with someone I love and to grow together. But this doesn't mean that all Mormons get hitched at 19 and have a bus-load of babies right off the bat. My parents didn't get married until my mother was 30. Sometimes things don't happen the way you expect, but looking back my mother wouldn't alter what has happened. It was for the best, and our family is so close because if the trials that my parents and elder siblings endured.

Now, I think that I have completed my marriage shpeil. But I haven't finished my temple marriage shpeil.

Why is it important?

Here is an article by Spencer W. Kimball. It is interesting, but at the same time I wanna lay down the dirty facts.

You love someone.
He loves you.
You love each other enough to want to be together forever.
You value your salvation more than the opinion of the world.

Then get married in the temple.

We were trying to brainstorm possible reasons girls give for why they married outside of the temple:

- They wanted a "unique" ceremony
    - I am not going to pretend that I have witnessed a temple sealing, but I can promise you that no ceremony can compare. The spirit present and the joy you feel in that moment will surpass any declaration of love Shakespeare can toss out.

- They wanted to have an outdoor wedding
    - Number one, outdoor weddings can be so unpredictable. Temples are always beautiful. Two, you have the whole world at your disposal for your reception or any other wedding-related events. Why waste the chance to be sealed simply so you can be on the beach for an hour?

- They are unsure if they want to be with their fiance forever
    - Honey, if you are going to skip out on commitment, maybe you shouldn't be married in the first place. I can't judge, seeing as I have never been in love before, but I suppose I have always just assumed that when you are willing to marry someone, it should be more than a temporary commitment.

- They want to be walked down the aisle
     - I love my dad. I love God. Call me crazy, but I am more concerned with letting down my Heavenly Father than my earthly one.

Understand, I know that I am coming across quite harsh - yet I really am not so nasty. I simply feel that we can be so wrapped up in our own lens and what the world believes is "proper", that we forget what is truly important.

Can I ask a favor?

If you ever have any questions about Mormons, or if you are LDS and you are uncertain of something, can you please not google it? The internet is an amazing pool of information, but it also spawns hate and it is a breeding ground for lies and deceit. I can't even mention some of the crap that I have seen on there - as my science teacher always says, no source is truly reliable. (Often people will craft their own "background", so even "reliable" online sources can be worthless.) Someone may say that they were once Mormon or that they heard from the original source, but so often our past can cause our intentions and memories to turn sour.

What I mean is that often those who try to explain a "Mormon custom" may slightly twist or even completely alter the truth so that it will cause harm.

C'mon, would you believe that little 'ol me would belong to a cult?

Just ask a current church member, or if possible the missionaries, if you have questions.

Now, for a new blog! I was reading in Isaiah, when I came across a phrase that I wanted clarfication on. I stumbled upon this nifty little blog called but now I see.

Here are two articles from Colleen that I love:
Chastisement of our peace

Check 'em out.

If ya'll want to see a few of the Centerstage songs that we performed, click here.

(P.S. whoever loaded the videos sped up the songs - also, the only audio you will get is what the sound booth caught from personal mics, we sounded much better than that, I swear!)



Sunday, May 20, 2012


Happy Neighbor Day!

Today in Young Women's we had a fantastic lesson about....
Temple Marriage!!

What a fun topic! Every little Mormon girl's dream, to waltz her little white dress up to the altar and be sealed to her Prince Charming for all time and eternity. Can you even comprehend that? It is very difficult for me, at least, to attempt to imagine being with your true love for ever and ever and ever! Never fear the dreaded phrase "Until death do us part," but embrace the knowledge that despite all of the crap that goes on in our human existence, we will have the greater reward and the ones we love with us for eternity.

"I believe that the single most important thing you will ever do in this world is to marry the right person, at the right place, by the right authority." Bruce R. McKonkie

During class today our leader then gave us a hand-out; you know the lists that girls make of what they want in their dream guy? Well, this list is a bit unique - it categorizes these traits into ingredients and frosting. Ingredients are necessary things, traits that are a must-have, while frosting is all the extra goodies that you wouldn't shed a tear if they happened to come with the package. You will most likely no longer care about the frosting once you meet "the one", but every girl has an ideal image.

So, without further ado, my recipe for a perfect husband:


  • Worthy Priesthood holder
  • RM (returned missionary/young man who completed his mission)
  • Patient
  • Understanding
  • Humble
  • Thinks for others first
  • Testimony of Christ
  • Kind
  • Charitable
  • Brave (in doing good, upholding and sharing beliefs)
  • Careful
  • Flexible/trusting
  • Faithful
  • Good with children
  • Magnifies callings
  • Attentive during church meetings - not one of those kids in Seminary who sleeps the hour away
  • Studious, has plans for a career
  • A good citizen
  • Optimistic
  • Virtuous
  • Responsible
  • Upholds promises
  • Takes care of their body
  • Appreciates music
  • Knows me inside and out
  • Makes me a better person
  • Takes initiative and is constantly improving
  • Good sense of humor
  • TALL (like, must be taller than meh papa, so around 6'2" or taller)
  • Dark brown hair
  • Blue eyes
  • Ever since I was little, I pictured him as tall (so that I feel petite), but not really big, broad, and 'teddy bear like' - maybe broad shouldered and a swimmers body?
  • Not deathly pale like moi
  • Either really warm or really cool hands - no regular temperatures
  • Exercises/willing to teach me
  • Not into country music - almost any other genre I am willing to experiment with, but I don't want to meddle with disaster
  • A nice career path... uh... I won't say no to a guy if he plans on makin' some big money...
  • Brings the comedian out of me
  • Loves to read!

"Youth should begin today to so order their lives that they will be found worthy at the proper time to go to the House of the Lord and be uplifted and sanctified by the temple ceremony." Harold B. Lee

My wonderful leader also gave us postcards to mail to her and our YW President (my mom) once we get married; they have a little poem on them that reads:
Dear Sister Poll,
I'm going to the temple
and I'm as happy as I can be
I have tried to live my life 
So Heavenly Father could
be proud of me.
I am keeping my promise
to let you and Sister Booth know,
So you could be happy
too, now I have reached
my temple goal.

So, I just found my talk from a while ago. 
Here are some of my favorite quotes I found within:

"Love is of the very essence of life. It is the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Yet it is more than the end of the rainbow. Love is at the beginning also, and from it springs the beauty that arches across the sky on a stormy day. Love is the security for which children weep, the yearning of youth, the adhesive that binds marriage, and the lubricant that prevents devastating friction in the home; it is the peace of old age, the sunlight of hope shining." Gordon B. Hinckley

"Perhaps the greatest charity comes when we are kind to each other, when we don't judge or categorize someone else, when we simple give each other the benefit of the doubt or remain quiet. Charity is accepting someone's differences, weaknesses, and shortcomings; having patience with someone who has let us down; or resisting the impulse to become offended when someone doesn't handle something the way we might have hoped. Charity is refusing to take advantage of another's weakness and being willing to forgive someone who has hurt us. Charity is expecting the best of each other." Marvin J. Ashton

Love Is...
A very nice thing.
A friendship between a mother and a father,
A sister or a brother.
A kindly thing between a boy or girl friend.
Just friends. That's what I think of love.

God and Jesus love us all
In summer, winter, spring, and fall.
Lynne Perry, Age 9 Logan, Utah

They are just too cute!

I wanna get married so badly. I want to be loved like that, to love like that.
In choir the other day, Anna and I were talking about a friend of ours who went through a nasty break up with his girlfriend. We were worried about how he was handling it - he broke up with her, but he had been trying to for months now. She was the type of person who didn't really care for him, exactly, but was almost becoming possessive and territorial. We were talking about the right and wrong reasons to date, when I mentioned how I am not mature enough for a boyfriend. I was thinking of my fleeting emotions, how I can like a guy for what feels like forever, then before you can blink I don't care for him anymore. (Brandon from 3rd grade - yeah, I'm talking about you.) But Anna surprised me by saying, "Yeah, I don't think you would give him enough attention."

She was so dead on that I took a few seconds to function again. I most definitely am not a social butterfly, in fact, I enjoy sitting at home doing nothing. But this hurts my friendships, and as Anna pointed out, my future relationships. I know I am not a good friend - I space out during her retellings of the week's adventures, I don't remember birthdays or how to drive to homes, I skip out on events to stay home instead - I rarely take the initiative. 

So now I am determined to become one of the best friends Minnesota has seen - and hopefully this will translate to being one of the best girlfriends as well.

One thing I have learned about myself is that I underestimate others too often. I am so tentative in friendships - I never make the first move, and the reason that I have little success is because I wait for some confirmation that I am acceptable to the person I want a friendship with. In reality, it must appear to them that I am not interested in them, so in the end I remain home on the weekends while others can meet and the very next day hang out.

At least I can work on "Making Friends on the Telephone":

Have a fantastic week, ya'll!


Saturday, May 19, 2012


Happy World Hypertension Day!
Happy National Pizza Party Day!!
Happy O. Henry Pun-Off Day!!!

I wanna sneeze.

(This post counts for Thursday, Friday, and Saturday)


Monday, May 14, 2012

My Hair Goes Down

Happy National Chicken Dance Day!!!

Isn't it odd how one word can have both negative and positive connotations? Certain objects and phrases can appear to your mind as something to appreciate or something to fear - all based on our current situation, exposure, and our mode of thinking. For example, medicine. Something so amazing and yet so terrifying at the same time. We have thrived in due part to this miracle, yet we have also faced the devastation torn through our nation due to these drugs.

Another example on my mind lately has been the imagery of high places. In the Bible, we often hear of prophets sojourneying to high places, communing with the Lord on a mountain. Temples are referred to as Mounts of the Lord, teachers preach from pulpits, we must ascend the hill of the Lord - all of these are positive meanings. Yet then we have the Tower of Babel, the Great and Spacious Building, the "Prince of the Air." Isn't it odd?

I like the variety - the two sides to any story, the other point of view. I really want to write a book about the time period in which the Children of Israel are reclaiming the promised lands by booting the Canaanites out. But from a Canaanite point of view. Think about it, some crazy religious army waltzing around the valley and claiming that the land your family has owned for generations is theirs. They are commanded to destroy villages, burn cattle, kill innocent children - all in the name of their God. It would be interesting to explore more about that age - I feel that writing from the idolatrous people's point of view would in turn help me come to terms with this event.

Today we got a call that my grandparents' old home, the home that *Green Grandpa built with his own hands, was bulldozed out of the blue! I guess one minute it was here, and the next it's bye-bye birdie! I have had so many memories in that house, it is crazy for me to think of how much it has been a part of our family.
Strangely enough though, I'm not too devastated at it's passing. Maybe one reason for my mood is that God just lent us that house anyways; it was never really "ours" and we need to realize that memories lie with us, not some pieces of wood.

Sorry if my writing is kinda childish-sounding today. I took two naps, and that is a no-no for McCall.

*To explain Green Grandpa:
when I was younger in order to keep families straight, I would refer to my dad's parents as white gramma and grampa, and my mom's parents as green grandpa and pink grandma.
...I guess I just thought that they wore those colors often.

Um... here is a link for the best love song I ever heard in my life. There is no need for me to write it. I just gotta picture her smiling. And of you feel that way, go ahead and kiss your baby, 'cause now we got the whole stadium in love like eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh eh-eh!

And if you didn't watch this video before, shame on you. Watch. Now.

And these guys are hilarious. But kinda weird at times.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Leslie Sue

Happy Frog Jumping Day!

Or, as you are more likely to be familiar with, Happy Mother's Day!!!!

Today it's gonna be all about meh momma. Leslie here is a pretty nifty lady. She is the oldest of seven siblings and grew up in Salt Lake. She is "twenty" years old and gets more beautiful every year:)

My mother is such a rock in my life. I do not always realize it, but I rely so heavily upon her, and she never tires of her responsibilities. She has sacrificed so much, from the last piece of cake to missing an event of her own to support us. She was thrown into the world of Motherhood from the moment she said "I do", and I cannot think of anyone who is more capable. She has such a loving, sweet heart. She has been my role model even before I knew what that meant, and I only wish to be like her someday.

Some of my favorite memories:
- Going to San Diego together for my 4th grade trip
- Having our Girls Night parties when the boys when to Priesthood session
- Picnics in the living room
- PB&J sandwiches
- Back rubs & playing with my hair.
- Lemonade stands and sidewalk art
- Watching her curl her hair every day
- Homecooked meals
- Stealing clothes from her closet
- Cuddling on the couch
- Making fun of her Utah accent
- Having her laugh at me - which, by the way, happens too often