Should I answer chronologically or alphabetically?

Hello. (silence)

HEEEELLLLOOOO!

Hi. 

I'm back. 

Yeah.....I'm alive. 

Yes....this last semester is over. 

Yep....I abandoned you guys. 

But I think the one thing that really matters is that I thought about you the whole time.

There were several moments where I was like, "I should really write that on my blog."

But I was lazy and busy......and unmotivated to write about my life.

But until now, I didn't remember how good it felt.

So here is to a new start.

And a wonderful Christmas.

Oh...and just for a little treat, here is a song my nephew as been serenading me with this week.

It is a cute one. Maybe someday I'll record him singing it. 

He is the cutest thing. 

b.

Harry Butts

Ahhh....midterms.

The vain to my existence.

The salt in my wounds.

The tears pouring out my eyes.

The stress overwhelming my brain.

The lotion to my dry, crackled skin.

If there ever was a real hell week, it would be this one.

So in light of every freakin' thing I still have to do, I am going to waste some time.

Not precious time, but still, time.

Where I do not have to think about tests, presentations, pots, turnovers, photo shoots, or my future.

It is just going to be you, me, and pictures.

Yes.....doesn't that sound nice.

Okay.

Here we go....

Yes....wet clay has become a very kind friend to me. 

Except it hasn't. 

But we won't get into that.

Yums. 

Oh....and funny story. 

I actually got this cupcake for free. 

A super nice man in front of me paid for it. 

I was speechless. 

One of the best things that has ever happened to me.

And I quites enjoyed it. 

Super Yummers.

First Glaze of the semester. 

I think it turned out successfully. 

Now....what to use it for.

Hmmmm......

Yes....I did. 

And I want to wear it every single day of my life. 

But unfortunately, I don't think the Rexburg population would appreciate that.

Darn.

I love when something works out. 

And looks pretty awesome. 

I found my ring. 

That's it.

And last, but not least, here is a thought that I hope will convey my emotions from this week. 

I wish midterms were dead. 

b.

Intreat me not to leave thee....

Begin piteous monologue.

--

Sometimes you forget life has it's problems.

Mostly because everything is going so good.

Your classes aren't totally overwhelming.

Your roommates are pretty much the epitome of awesome.

You are developing spiritually.

You are loving where you are.

You are even getting out of your comfort zone a little.

You are changing.

Then it stops.

And this overwhelming feeling of loneliness envelops your soul.

Like you are the only person on this earth that has no one.

No one to pour your heart out to.

No one to discuss your dreams with.

No one who will hold you and just let you sob.

No one who will hold your hand and lend you some of their strength.

I know.....sounds like I'm describing a guy....a boyfriend of some kind.

And maybe I am.

Sometimes you just want somebody physical to anchor yourself to.

But I guess I do have someone.

And that is Heavenly Father.

And I love him.

But sometimes a human ear would be nice.

--

End piteous monologue.

b.

Freaking Flabbergast....

Being busy is sometimes good.

It keeps me on my toes. Ready for action. Ready for learning. 

But then sometimes....well, let's not beat around the bush....almost all the time, being busy isn't so great. 

Especially when all the busyness just bombards your fragile brain in one day and you have a presentation for which you didn't prepare until the night before.....oh and the morning of.....and for which your group didn't really meet for and then you have a religion test due right after devotional, but your class before devotional goes up to devotional so you're fretting about whether or not your class before devotional will get out early enough for you to take it AND go to devotional or if you will have to just skip devotional all together. 

Yeah....it's been one of those days. 

So Moriah and me decided we need to run away. 

Far far away. 

Somewhere where the busyness cannot touch us. 

Ever.

We were thinking Europe.

Pisa.

Tuscany.

Greece.

China.

New York City.

The Maldives Islands.

Specifically the Boat hotel on Cocoa Island. 

Mexico.

Australia.

And wherever else our feet guide us. 

Yeah.....

We are leaving this weekend. We haven't quite figured out the travel arrangements yet. 

But let me tell ya.....it's going to be awesome. 

Definitely worth all of the loans we took out to do this. 

If anyone wants to join.....let us know. 

Unfortunately, you'll definitely have to take out your own loans though. 

Ours only go so far. 

b.

So I forgot something. My roommate wanted your number.

First homework assignment of the semester. 

Make pinch pots. 

Yes. Possibly the best first homework assignment I've ever gotten. 

I should have change my major earlier. :)

Doesn't Everest have a gift shop?

Before I left for school, I knew that this semester would be a game changer.

A big, kick you in the face, game changer.

Bruises included, but not necessarily bad ones.

Nope.....some are good.

I just haven't figured how.

That's okay though. It is only the third day of classes.

I'm sure questions will be answered.

Surprises will continue.

Prayers will be never ending.

One after the other.

The only thing I am really sure of is that there is a lesson coming.

A lesson I am already learning bit by bit.

I just hope it pulls me closer to my Father in Heaven.

Not away.

Because heaven knows, I can't do this all by myself.

b.

They are all just babies.....

Night before the semester begins and I am sitting in my bedroom wondering....

About what?

Ya know....I have no clue. 

Do you ever have those times where you know something is bothering you, but you have yet to decipher what it is?

Or maybe that the thing that is bothering you just hasn't happened yet? So it is a mystery, but it is still bothering you. 

I don't know.  

It is probably just nerves. 

About delving more into my major. 

About finding what I love about it.

About finding a job. 

About turning 21 and what that means. 

About finding a way to support myself. 

About being independent. 

About making my parents proud of me. 

About making my Heavenly Father proud of me. 

About making friends and getting good grades. 

Yeah.....probably just nerves. :)

But onward...

To the Pins of the Week.

I have been really into crafts of late so here are some I found really nifty. 

Being a college student plagued with stress and worries, 

I thought this was pretty cool. 

I mean....who doesn't like packing bubbles. 

Plus, it is an inexpensive little surprise you can give just to tell them

you are thinking of them. 

Even though I'm not yet a parent, me thinks this is brilliant. 

Creating a little surprise so the kids will be as excited as you are to leave for your date. 

Great way to keep their minds entertained. 

Super awesome idea. 

Putting your families story on a light switch cover 

before you move so the next tenants will be able to find it.  

Great way to share a part of yourself with others. 

When I grow up.....I want to be a mother.

Who really puts an emphasis on getting to know her children. 

This jar has different questions to ask children everyday.

Some are funny and others are serious. 

It is a great way to record memories.

One word. 

Brilliant. Just so brilliant. 

No other word to describe it. 

Such a cute alternative to a family portrait. 

A fun idea of how to save your wedding bouquet 

instead of just letting it die. 

You could probably do this with a lot of things. 

Happy Sunday.

b.

Recovered, never cured.

Man.....it's uhhh....been awhile.

I missed this. Sitting down, just my computer and me, typing away.

My Mac got sick and had to go to our local medicine man for a few days. Thankfully, the cure took.

So my vehicle for this blog took a few sick days off.

As did I. After work ended, a cold overtook me.

But I can assure you, we are both back.

Better than ever.

We are super stoked for the semester in front of us.

We can't wait to start another chapter in the Burg.

But unfortunately, we might hit a snag.

Because packing is not that great.

Sometimes I wish I just had a bag like Mary Poppin's.

Just so I could just dump all of my crap in there without having to organize everything like the organizational freak I am.

Would that be too much to ask?

 b.

Rexburg's calling and I just want to go home.

I am blog-stumped. 

I have no idea what to tell you. 

It's not like I don't have tons of ideas. 

They just don't seem to be coming out as smoothly as my dad's snores. 

Sleep is the only thing that comes naturally for me now. 

Work makes me too sleepy for anything. 

Especially poetic monologues about my aventures to the Royal Gorge, 

to the top of Pikes Peak on my day off, 

to Red Lobster with my family, 

to this cute little diner in Manitou Springs, 

and to my parent's kitchen where I whip up cupcakes and cookies. 

Maybe I've lost my excitement. 

Or maybe it's because I haven't written in so long. 

I'm out of practice. 

Maybe after my last two days of work, I can focus on this and everything else. 

Two days. 

I can do this. I can. 

Two more days.

And.....here's your

Pins of the Week.

I think this almost everyday. 

Especially when I talk to myself. 

Out loud. 

Mostly, it's to say, "Hey, don't judge me."

Yeah....I have some issues to resolve. 

I'm far too judgmental.

I've decided I need an awesomeness stamp. 

So whenever I see something awesome like the picture above, 

I can validate it's awesomeness. 

And I'm pretty sure thats all the validation it would need.

Oh yeah....that is definitely my next project.

I talk to myself, I stumble over my words especially when talking to an attractive member of the opposite sex, and I love to stay at home and chill with an awesome book in my hands. 

But I like it that way.

Well played, Robert Downey Jr. 

Well played.

Yeah....I was definitely born in the wrong country. 

The British definitely know how to make good entertainment. 

I mean, there's Harry Potter, Merlin, Doctor Who, Sherlock, 

Downton Abbey, all the Jane Austen movies, Little Dorrit, and so many more.

Yeah....America can't even compare.

Hehe.....I couldn't help myself. It's just too cute.

b.

Too soon....

I am behind.

I am so sorry.

There is too much work to be done.

Fun to have.

And sleep to be slept.

But I promise.....

That I will blog the blog posts that need to be blogged.

Very very soon in the future.

b.

Tater Toots.

On the mountain this last week we have been preparing for the big race. 

The Pikes Peak Hill Climb. 

So it's been kind of crazy. 

Our schedules got changed. 

I had to get up at 3:00 am to get to work by 4:45 am. 

We had to be open for the workers, but alas, most didn't even come in. 

The next two days I had to close. 

But it wasn't horrible. 

Well at least when I think about it now. 

At the time, I probably complained a little too much. 

My poor co-workers. 

I got asked out though.

Dont get too excited. I said no.

Before you start yelling at your computer screen about how I should have accepted the offer since, of course, I haven't been on a date in forever, hear me out. 

He was a bit of a creeper. 

I didn't even know him and he spilled everything about his unfortunate love life. 

I felt bad, but it was weird. 

Too weird. 

Then, on Friday, we had an accident on the mountain. 

A girl was hit by an out of control race car driver. 

It was scary. 

I'm just glad I don't have to work the race. I'm sure it was a joy for everyone there though. 

Maybe.

Anyway.....

Let's make way for the....

Pins of the Week.

You know, I never thought about hace a superhero themed wedding. 

But now, I think it would be awesome!! 

Just the Avengers though. 

Groom would be Ironman, of course. 

That would make me Pepper, right?

I like that. 

Because Pepper is pretty cool.

Hahaha...

When I was at college,

 I would always say I'm never going to get married. 

I'm just going to grow up to be a successful parents to cats. 

The old cat lady. 

The old, but yet successful photographer / cat lady. 

My roommate would always interject and tell me I was wrong. 

Well, at least I have a plan if nothing works out. 

Use sarcasm as much as possible.

And love my cats. 

Hah!!

This reminds me of the times my roommate would blast this song in her car. 

I miss that car and it's squeaky clutch. 

I miss driving down the highway with the music so loud 

that my worries drifted away.

I can't wait to go back to school.

It is just sad....so sad.

Luckily, England is sharing. 

We don't have to suffer the idiocy of American culture. 

We can change the channel to something actually decent. 

If only, American would learn. 

I think this all of the time. 

Along with this. 

Isn't this just about the coolest thing you have ever seen?

This is genius. Absolutely brilliant. 

Part of me wishes I would have thought about it. 

Hehe....I couldn't help myself. 

It is just too awesome.

A beautiful representation of the Proclamation to the family. 

I want to print it out and frame it. 

Last, but not least, R2D2 shoes. 

Beyond awesome, right?

If only I could learn to draw like this on shoes. 

I really want to learn.

b.

Yee-Haw. Giddy Up.....giddy up.

Twelve more days.

Three more weeks. 

One more month. 

I can't believe that it is almost the end. 

The end of my summer. 

The end of my career as a Pikes Peak foodie. 

The end of 45 minutes van rides almost everyday just to get to work. 

The end of the sick feeling every time I ride down in the van. 

The end of moths. 

The end of finding dead mice in the dry storage room.

The end of getting up at three in the morning to get to work by 4:45 am.

The end of getting to know such awesome and amazing people. 

The end of hearing southern, Australian, British, Italian, and so many more accents. 

The end of silly pranks and mindless sarcasm. 

The end of midnight sonic runs. 

The end of a truly great and kind of sucky summer.

And I am kind of sad to my chagrin (I've always wanted to use this word :) ).

It all went a little too fast. I'll miss it. 

b. 

And there she goes...

Do you know what happens to people who wake up at 3:00 in the morning just to get ready for work? 

Imagine a zombie. 

Brainless.

Eyes rolling behind their brain. 

Clumsy gait. 

Kind of scary. 

Got that image? 

Good. That is exactly what I looked like. 

Except a little more attractive....at least that is what I would like to think. 

3:00 am should not even be considered a time where alive human beings actually emerge from the frames of their comfortable beds. 

I mean.....how could one inflict that torture?

But nevertheless, money called. And I answered. 

I got on the summit soon enough to see the sunrise. It was gorgeous. (I did take a picture, but I had to get my Ipod fixed so.....image momentarily unavailable).

And then I found a dead mouse. 

Yes.....while going to retrieve de-caffeinated coffee, I found a little dead mouse. 

Nothing like a good scare to jolt you awake at six in the morning. 

My manager laughed at me when I almost had a mini-heart attack in her office. 

Yeah....probably not one of my proudest moments. 

But believe me, you would have done the exact same thing. 

Needless to say.....it was an interesting day. 

A never ever doing this again, interesting day. 

b.

I know we are home sweet home, but I just thought you were embarrassing.

This is the longest summer I have ever lived through. 

Well....hopefully I live. 

Summer isn't quite over yet.

So who really knows?

My job could kill me yet. 

So, in light of that, I need to find a way to make this month go faster. 

My ideas?

Option #1.

Watch Doctor Who until I understand what the hype is about or until I get utterly obsessed with it. 

I've watched the first three episodes, but I'm still not so sure about it. 

Maybe with time....

Option #2.

Draw for a whole month. 

I love art. I love looking at art and appreciating it and making it. 

But I don't really like to draw that much. Maybe because I don't think I'm really good at it. 

Though, I've realized I will never get better if I never practice. 

Might as well get to it. 

Option #3. 

Raid the library and read until the sun don't shine anymore. 

What could be better? 

All three options sound awesome to me. 

I just hope they can make time go at super sonic speed. 

Or at least quicker than it has been. 

I want to be in the Burg. 

b.

Keep on being beautiful, Miss.

I have a confession.

Wait....no. It's more of a realization, I guess. 

Because before this week, I never really considered myself one. 

Or maybe the correct way to say that would be I didn't recognize it. 

Until....I started to read my previous posts. 

And really dissect what my recent purchases at the store meant. 

Then it hit me. 

I am a nerd. 

An obsessive, overenthusiastic nerd. 

And I love it. 

I love when my father covers his ears during the romantic parts in Jane Austen films because I scream and giggle like nobody else. 

I love the feeling of a book in my hands. 

I love watching my favorites tv series and movies over and over and over again. 

I love Jane Austen, Harry Potter, The Avengers, Calvin and Hobbes, Star Trek, Disney films, Psych, Iron Man and all the other superhero movies in general. 

I just love them so much....

So, in light of my a epiphany, I thought I would cultivate my newfound nerd-ness. 

I present to you

The Pins of the Weeks. 

(Aka: Beth's obsessions.) 

First up...

(drumroll)

The Avengers.

I love the Avengers more than I will ever be able express. 

I know that I've said this before, but I just can't help but say it again. 

I just loved the characters and the actors 

who played them and the awesome chemistry. 

I loved the witty, sarcastic, and laughter inducing lines scattered throughout the whole film.

Most from Tony Stark whom I literally cannot get enough of. 

Iron Man 3 couldn't come sooner.

The Avengers was just awesome. 

Pure, uncontaminated awesomeness.

Next?

Shawn Spencer and Burton Guster. 

The best crime solving team on television.

I used to be a huge fan of all of the CSI shows, but after about eight seasons they have gotten a little dull. 

And repetitive.

But Psych.....

I don't think that will ever happen. 

It takes a little time to get this. 

Took me about thirty seconds. 

Hint?

The Hunger Games.

President Snow. 

Book Title. 

It's just too funny. 

Harry Potter and Disney. 

Two of my favorite things. 

But, before today, I had never thought their could be a link between the two. 

Got to give Disney some props on it's foreshadowing. 

:)

I love love love BBC television shows. 

I think they are 100% better than a lot of shows over here. 

Sherlock is one of my favorites. 

It might just be because of Benedict Cumberbatch. 

Yeah....

I AM (definitely)

SHER

LOCKED.

Last, but not least, the chosen comic books of my childhood, Calvin and Hoobes. 

Only 26 years later....

But still as awesome as the day it was created. 

b.