Come One, Come All!!

A couple weeks ago my roommate informed me that she applied for an internship working for Disney in Florida. Well, they called her, interviewed her over the phone, offered her the position and she accepted. She'll have to quit her job here, but she is very excited about this opportunity, as am I. It is something she has wanted to do for a very long time. She leaves around the 15th of August and will be gone until the middle of December.

We all know what this means, right?

FREE entry to Disney World for me!!!

Okay, so what it really means is that I'm most likely going to have the place to myself for 3-4 months. So, I'd like to invite all of you over anytime you want to come. I'll probably need the company.

Humans Emit a Strange Light...

I just read this on Yahoo! News...

The human body literally glows, emitting a visible light in extremely small quantities at levels that rise and fall with the day, scientists now reveal.

Past research has shown that the body emits visible light, 1,000 times less intense than the levels to which our naked eyes are sensitive. In fact, virtually all living creatures emit very weak light, which is thought to be a byproduct of biochemical reactions involving free radicals.

I find this fascinating! All my life I've been taught that I carry a light within me. The Light of Christ, to be exact. Everyone who is born on this earth is born with this light, because regardless of race or religion we are all children of God. And I was always taught that the Light of Christ is like our conscience...the ability to know the difference between right and wrong, good and evil. I never interpreted the Light of Christ in the literal sense...that our beings would actually glow with the Light of Christ.

But upon further reflection, I'm beginning to see how this could be. When Joseph Smith saw God and Jesus Christ in the Sacred Grove, he said their "brightness and glory defied all description". Their brightness and glory. That to me means they were glowing brilliantly! So brilliantly, in fact, that poor Joseph had to shield his eyes.

So if we are created in the image of God and He glows with this brilliant light, is it not therefore logical that we, His children, would also have some of that light within us? Of course, it would be a much weaker light because we haven't reached our full potential yet. But just the same, it would be there. And perhaps that is why these scientists are saying we emit a "very weak light".

Or then again, maybe it really is just "a byproduct of biochemical reactions involving free radicals". Because that makes complete sense.

Just something to think about.

Stitch Removal Day...

I've never been more excited in my life to get those blasted stitches out of my finger! Not that they hurt...they were just annoying. But they are gone now and I'm happy. The finger still isn't completely healed, but the doctor said it should be in another couple weeks.

Here's a picture of what my finger looks like stitch-free!


Quite the improvement compared to this:

Things I Love Right Now...

So a little while ago I wrote a post about the 10 things that bug me right now and my friend Melissa left a comment wanting to know the things I love right now. So here goes:

1. Chocolate covered cinnamon bears

2. The fact that my finger has healed enough so I can actually use it to type this (stitches come out in 5 more days!)

3. Nights when I can go to bed on time (as in before 10:30pm)

4. Max (my friend's dog)

5. Getting time off work

6. My ability to withstand all things Harry Potter

7. "Mental" - a new TV show on Fox

8. Good friends who listen to me vent.

9. Sweet Pea and Violet body lotion

10. My roommate's grill.

Cambu vs the Butter Knife...

Guess who won?

The cut was horseshoe shaped from the part you see here all the way around through my nail.


Waiting for the numbing gel to take effect which it never did. It was to help make the acutal needle less painful but it didn't help. The needle hurt clear up to the point where my finger started going numb and then it just felt like relief to not be in so much pain.


Four stitches later...and elated over the fact that the doctor decided against ripping my nail off to stitch under it.


All better! I even got a sucker for being such a big girl!


The culprit. It was still sitting on the counter this morning, covered in butter. But surprisingly enough, no blood.


Who knew that a serrated butter knife* could do so much damage. I was only trying to cut some butter. Okay, so maybe the butter was frozen.

But on a happy note, I can now flip people off whenever I want and pretend it was an accident. At least until I take the huge bandage off tonight.

*Apparently there has been some slight confusion about the notion of a serrated butter knife (by the doctor and others). I guess this would technically be called a dinner knife but we called them butter knives growing up. Either way, this is what I sliced my finger open with.

Tall Weeds...

Part of the complex I live in has yet to be developed and therefore the field is growing some amazingly tall weeds. My friend Jason and I were walking through the complex the other night when I made him stop next to one of the weeds for a picture. I could not believe that the weed was as tall as him!!!


For the record, Jason is 6'3". Had my 5'7" stature been standing next to that weed, it would have swallowed me whole.

I am so glad it's not my job to yank it up.

Thoughts on MJ...

I don't get it. I would like to know why the media, and society at large, is worshipping Michael Jackson as if he were a God.

A public funeral broadcast on live TV? Seriously? Last time we did that for anyone it for was a President of the United States who actually deserved it. I don't remember one time in the history of my life where a celebrity/pop star was ever given a public funeral on live TV.

What about all the other celebrities who lived much more respectable lives, who put others before themselves, who didn't rack up 400 million dollars in debt and spend years on trial for molesting little boys? What about them? Why don't we honor them and pay respect to any of them? Why don't we honor those who lived their lives out of the public spotlight and died in much more tragic ways (such as Farrah Fawcett and Natasha Richardson)?

I'm not saying Michael Jackson was a horrible person and I'm not saying he doesn't deserve a funeral where people can pay respect to him if they so choose. But I am appalled by the fact that we have to make such a big to-do about this when he didn't even lead that amazing of a life. He simply was who he was...a strange and creepy man.

So I just wonder why he deserves this kind of attention. Any thoughts?

4th of July Adventures...

My friend Kenzi invited a couple of us to go to her parent's house on Saturday to do a little 4-wheeling. It was awesome!!

Mastering the machine:


The last time I was on a big machine was when I crashed a snowmobile down a 100 foot cliff (don't worry, it was covered in snow, not rocks). I was a little nervous to drive but overall I did a good job and it was a lot of fun. I shouldn't mention the trail we went down where I had to make a life altering choice...make the sharp turn or go over the ledge. Luckily I made the turn...but then instantly threw that thing into park and made Jason drive the rest of the way down the steep incline.

This is the pond where we stopped for lunch:


The end of our trip. We were all so dirty and tired. But it was still worth it!


And this is how freakish I looked afterwards. The shower never felt so good!


After we all got home and showered we met up with a few other people for the fireworks!


What a great way to celebrate the 4th...by enjoying our freedoms with great friends. I am so blessed to live in this great country!

Quilt Progress...

I took the last two days off work and spent them working on my quilt. Monday I went to my sister's house and she helped me sew for six hours. We managed to complete 12 blocks between the two of us. We probably could have done more if we didn't spend so much time talking (neither of us are good at multi-tasking) or dealing with her five children. But we still got quite a bit done. Then yesterday I worked on a couple hours more and got four more blocks done. I now have 24 blocks completed!!

My goal at the beginning of the year was to complete this quilt by the end of the year. I was getting a little discouraged seeing as it's now July and I only had eight blocks done. Now I'm beginning to think that maybe I can get this thing done before the year is over!

Here is a picture of a sample of the blocks. Hopefully it won't look ridiculous when it's done!