my top 10 of 2013, in no particular order:
1. graduating from Utah State University
2. landing my first "real" job as a first grade teacher at Canyon Rim Academy
3. seeing my best friend Annie TWICE this year after a 3 year hiatus
4. receiving the call to be the EMC YSA Relief Society President
5. living at home has been such a blessing this year
6. loving my first 4 months as a first grade teacher
7. coleman came home from his mission
8. getting my braces off and feeling like an adult again, heh heh
9. understanding the Atonement in ways i never did before through different challenges
10. the adventures of dating life
the most valuable lesson i've learned in 2013 is the power of vulnerability. in 2012, when my grandpa died, becca cunliffe sent me a TEDtalk called "the power of vulnerability", which changed my whole outlook on relationships with people. another valuable lesson i've learned this year is how to say no. so often i try to be super woman and never let anything get to me, but because of my health i've had to learn to say no to things this year and that's been a huge blessing as well. i always hope that by the end of another year i can look back and say i have changed from the year before, and particularly this year, i feel like i have gone through some important and major changes. as always, i know that Heavenly Father is in every minute detail of my life, and for that i am so so grateful. i can't think of a better set of hands holding my reins. and thank goodness He is holding them... because i have no idea where i'm headed.
12.29.2013
12.28.2013
16 things
a list of 16 things to remember when you're married.
1. don't stop holding hands.
2. don't stop trying to be attractive.
3. don't always point out their weaknesses.
4. don't stop cooking for him.
5. don't yell at your spouse.
6. don't call names.
7. don't be stingy with your money.
8. don't argue in front of the kids.
9. don't encourage each other to skip working out.
10. don't poop with the bathroom door open.
11. don't stop kissing.
12. don't stop having fun together.
13. don't pressure each other.
14. don't label each other with definitives like "always" or "never"
15. don't skip out on things that are important to your spouse.
16. don't emotionally distance yourself after a fight.
1. don't stop holding hands.
2. don't stop trying to be attractive.
3. don't always point out their weaknesses.
4. don't stop cooking for him.
5. don't yell at your spouse.
6. don't call names.
7. don't be stingy with your money.
8. don't argue in front of the kids.
9. don't encourage each other to skip working out.
10. don't poop with the bathroom door open.
11. don't stop kissing.
12. don't stop having fun together.
13. don't pressure each other.
14. don't label each other with definitives like "always" or "never"
15. don't skip out on things that are important to your spouse.
16. don't emotionally distance yourself after a fight.
love, true love.
the day i thought natalie brown died
Case
1. There I was, happily playing in
my yellow-walled bedroom on 3361 Millcreek Rd. when my best friend Jason came
to our door. It wasn’t uncommon,
we played together everyday. My
mom told me his sister Natalie had been hit by a car while riding her
bike, so Jason was going to play at our house for a while. No big. After he’d been there a time, I asked him “How do you feel
about being the oldest now?”
“What?” he asked, “What are you talking about?” “Your sister… she got hit by a car… so…
you’re the oldest now! How do you
feel?” How ignorant.
Case
2. Katie Jane and I were playing
gymnastics on a swing set. I
think this day we were preparing for the Olympics when Katie jumped off the
swing and broke her arm. Moments
later when Katie’s brother came by and told us he was going to take her to the
hospital, I cried like a baby. “I didn’t
even get to say goodbye!" How ignorant.
But
Katie and Natalie lived to tell their tales. And a very confused 7-year-old Sara quickly learned that not
only does breaking a bone and going to the hospital not kill you, but actually helps to make everything ok.
For the record, I'm still terrified of hospitals. Ask Amy Tingey.
12.19.2013
oh well.
so i go to the door to pick up boy #2, having prepped myself all WEEK for this moment in my life. all the possible scenarios playing through my mind. boy #1's car is outside. i know he's in there. i contemplate canceling the date, i was feeling pretty sick at that moment, after all. but alas, i knock. i wait. heart pounding, when to my complete despair boy #1 answers the door... (was this planned???) "uh, hi?" he says. me, totally speechless... somehow muster up, "oh, hi, is, uh, your, uh, roommate home? also, you are beautiful... i mean... shoot.... just go get your roommate..." too much. just too much.
just kidding that never happened. i actually took boy #2 up on his offer to meet us at the house to avoid that whole doorstep thing
he's at my house no longer than 2 minutes when our family home teacher slips in our driveway and breaks his hip. i feel totally responsible because coleman and i had to switch cars - i was pulling out to pull my car back into the garage and faithful 80-something home teacher had parked behind me, so he had to come back out and move his truck. as i was backing out, he stepped to move out of my way and slooooosh! slipped and broke the hip. so that was a fun start to the date. we had to drive the home teachers truck around the corner to his house after helping him hobble to the car and whisked away to the ER. (are there on-the-job injury benefits for home teachers?)
i went into this date with no intention of bringing up the roommate situation. i lasted a mere 30 minutes before i couldn't bear it any longer. i just HAD to say something. what is it about knowing something that someone else doesn't know?? about the time i decide it's time to bring it up, he conveniently started talking about his roommates, so it was natural for me to say, "oh, you're roommates with (boy #1), right?"which led to a hysterically embarrassing conversation that brought to light the following 5 conclusions:
1. this date was on the d.l. between boy #2 and their other roommate, who told him that (read on)
2. boy #1 is extremely territorial, so if he found out about the date, he would "pursue hard core until he won, just to prove it"
3. for that reason (fact 2), i almost said, "in that case you should tell him..." but resisted bahahahaha. not that heartless. well, i guess i am cuz i just published it, but ya know... oh well.
4. boys really DO talk to each other about dating
5. should i be flattered or offended that boy #2 really though i was that clueless?
to add to the hilarity of this whole thing, on tuesday night, another unrelated boy invited me to a tri-ward christmas party. i almost said yes, until i realized the other ward was the ward of these fine young men, and suddenly i was real busy on tuesday, hah.
also, while at the show, i looked at the sound booth and saw a boy that my friend wanted to set me up with last march. we chatted quite a bit via phone and text, but never went on a date. we never actually met in person, in fact, and he's since been married. i just think all the coincidences about men in my life surrounding this apartment are just too much. just too too much.
until next time...
"don't cry because it's over, cry because you're ugly." - juanito bandito. great show tonight.
just kidding that never happened. i actually took boy #2 up on his offer to meet us at the house to avoid that whole doorstep thing
he's at my house no longer than 2 minutes when our family home teacher slips in our driveway and breaks his hip. i feel totally responsible because coleman and i had to switch cars - i was pulling out to pull my car back into the garage and faithful 80-something home teacher had parked behind me, so he had to come back out and move his truck. as i was backing out, he stepped to move out of my way and slooooosh! slipped and broke the hip. so that was a fun start to the date. we had to drive the home teachers truck around the corner to his house after helping him hobble to the car and whisked away to the ER. (are there on-the-job injury benefits for home teachers?)
i went into this date with no intention of bringing up the roommate situation. i lasted a mere 30 minutes before i couldn't bear it any longer. i just HAD to say something. what is it about knowing something that someone else doesn't know?? about the time i decide it's time to bring it up, he conveniently started talking about his roommates, so it was natural for me to say, "oh, you're roommates with (boy #1), right?"which led to a hysterically embarrassing conversation that brought to light the following 5 conclusions:
1. this date was on the d.l. between boy #2 and their other roommate, who told him that (read on)
2. boy #1 is extremely territorial, so if he found out about the date, he would "pursue hard core until he won, just to prove it"
3. for that reason (fact 2), i almost said, "in that case you should tell him..." but resisted bahahahaha. not that heartless. well, i guess i am cuz i just published it, but ya know... oh well.
4. boys really DO talk to each other about dating
5. should i be flattered or offended that boy #2 really though i was that clueless?
to add to the hilarity of this whole thing, on tuesday night, another unrelated boy invited me to a tri-ward christmas party. i almost said yes, until i realized the other ward was the ward of these fine young men, and suddenly i was real busy on tuesday, hah.
also, while at the show, i looked at the sound booth and saw a boy that my friend wanted to set me up with last march. we chatted quite a bit via phone and text, but never went on a date. we never actually met in person, in fact, and he's since been married. i just think all the coincidences about men in my life surrounding this apartment are just too much. just too too much.
until next time...
"don't cry because it's over, cry because you're ugly." - juanito bandito. great show tonight.
12.15.2013
well, this just got awkward...
dating. it's a love-hate relationship. literally. i'd say in the last almost decade of my life as i've been a part of the "dating game" i have had a fair share of interesting, awkward, can-you-believe-that-just-happened experiences and a plethora of hilarious stories to tell now, but what happened tonight MIGHT just take the cake. hear, hear.
2 weeks ago i meet this boy at institute. we'll call him boy #1. (don't worry, i blocked him from this post... hopefully). he asked me out and we went on a date on friday. great date. lots of fun. interested for sure. saturday rolls around and i remember coleman and i have tickets to this christmas show that we are both supposed to find dates for. i was planning to ask this kid since i had so much fun with him, but wasn't sure what he was thinkin about the previous night, so just texted him a quick typical post-date "thanks, let's do it again sometime" type text and waited for a reply. long story short i'm 99% sure he's not interested, which is sad, but also understandable and fine.
now flash back to july when this guy that i kind of knew from high school added me on facebook out of the blue. i'd seen him at church but didn't talk to him, then he just added me. he's better acquainted with my brother parker and we got chatting a bit because he was looking for a place in our ward to move into from LA, where he was finishing school. (don't worry, i blocked him from this post too... hopefully). nothing came of the conversation, and he moved into another ward.
i hadn't thought about boy #2 since probably july, but the same night i met boy #1 at institute, i saw boy #2 at institute, and having not spoken to him since july, decided to say hi. but i got sidetracked talking to boy #1, and by the time i was done, boy #2 had left.
bounce back to today. after things went south with boy #1 (post-date-text fail, remember?), i decided to ask boy #2 out to this concert that we have these tickets for. i call, he accepts, he gives me his address and everything is set. everything is "hunky-dory" (used that word for mary-martha)
just a few minutes ago, i decide to look up boy #1's address to see how close he lived to boy #2, just because i'm a creepy stalker like that and i know they are in the same ward.
to my utter horror and disbelief, ladies and gentleman, boy #1 and boy #2? THEY ARE ROOMMATES.
I AM LITERALLY DYYYYYING RIGHT NOW. did you catch what just happened in my life?? i asked out the roommate of a boy who i just told YESTERDAY that i was interested in! oh dear, dear, dear.
sara for the win.
2 weeks ago i meet this boy at institute. we'll call him boy #1. (don't worry, i blocked him from this post... hopefully). he asked me out and we went on a date on friday. great date. lots of fun. interested for sure. saturday rolls around and i remember coleman and i have tickets to this christmas show that we are both supposed to find dates for. i was planning to ask this kid since i had so much fun with him, but wasn't sure what he was thinkin about the previous night, so just texted him a quick typical post-date "thanks, let's do it again sometime" type text and waited for a reply. long story short i'm 99% sure he's not interested, which is sad, but also understandable and fine.
now flash back to july when this guy that i kind of knew from high school added me on facebook out of the blue. i'd seen him at church but didn't talk to him, then he just added me. he's better acquainted with my brother parker and we got chatting a bit because he was looking for a place in our ward to move into from LA, where he was finishing school. (don't worry, i blocked him from this post too... hopefully). nothing came of the conversation, and he moved into another ward.
i hadn't thought about boy #2 since probably july, but the same night i met boy #1 at institute, i saw boy #2 at institute, and having not spoken to him since july, decided to say hi. but i got sidetracked talking to boy #1, and by the time i was done, boy #2 had left.
bounce back to today. after things went south with boy #1 (post-date-text fail, remember?), i decided to ask boy #2 out to this concert that we have these tickets for. i call, he accepts, he gives me his address and everything is set. everything is "hunky-dory" (used that word for mary-martha)
just a few minutes ago, i decide to look up boy #1's address to see how close he lived to boy #2, just because i'm a creepy stalker like that and i know they are in the same ward.
to my utter horror and disbelief, ladies and gentleman, boy #1 and boy #2? THEY ARE ROOMMATES.
I AM LITERALLY DYYYYYING RIGHT NOW. did you catch what just happened in my life?? i asked out the roommate of a boy who i just told YESTERDAY that i was interested in! oh dear, dear, dear.
sara for the win.
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