"What was your name? Eggnog?"

As you know, I am abnormally addicted to the color mustard. 

I mean....everything looks better in mustard yellow. 

Belts. 

Little coin purses.

Dresses and LACE!! Ahhh....I'm in love.

Bows and skirts. And lace. Again.

Shower Curtains. 

Barns.

Couches and Pillows.

Luggage.

Best way to travel if I may say so.

Yep. I love everything mustard. 

Well....except mustard. 

That stuff is gross. 

But to each their own, right? 

However, there is one thing I didn't think that I would like in Mustard Yellow. 

I like it in about every other color.

Although, now that I think about it, I've just never imagined one in mustard yellow before.

It just seemed a little too extreme. 

But as I was scavenging pinterest, I found a one. 

A man suit. 

In mustard yellow. 

And yes....I like it. 

More than I thought I would. 

I actually find it utterly attractive.

Give me a man that can rock a mustard yellow suit. 

And I would never ask for anything again. 

Except maybe brownies. 

Yeps....I could definitely go for some brownies. 

b.

Is your name Virtue? Because you garnish my thought unceasingly.

Tonight I have realized that I have never been happier.

Ever.

No....classes aren't over.

I still have a stack of homework I have to do tomorrow.

I am still single.

I have no money.

But I feel happy.

I have made a plan to stay in Rexburg for the next year.

I know what your thinking.....

Am I crazy?

At first I thought I was. I thought that that couldn't possibly be what God wants me to do.

There are so few benefits in staying in Rexburg.

Like no long chats with my mom.

Or family barbecues.

Or late night slushies that I beg my dad to make me.

But it makes me happy.

And I know I have God to thank for that.

I've never felt so sure of anything.

I don't necessarily know where I am going from here, but I know that it will all be for my good.

Because My Heavenly Father loves me and I love him.

God bless.

b.

I just want to kneel down and thank God for Jane Austen.

This week....

Ughh....lemme tell ya.

If the first four weeks of this semester is a sign for what the rest of the semester is going to be like...

Boy, oh boy. I'm in trouble. 

Big Twouble.

But with perseverance and peanut butter, I will endure. God willing. 

Oh....and with end of the month gorging. 

Emma and me have decided to only eat out three times this semester. 

At the end of each month. 

As a reward for every stress filled exhausting day of the month. 

This weekend chimed in the first outing. 

We went to Fong's. 

Nothing better than some good ol' sweet and sour chicken and rice. 

And we couldn't resist stopping at Horkley's for 44 oz of fuel. 

It's only a buck. 

Awesome, right?

So Friday consisted of us plopping on our floor and watching the 6-hour version of Pride and Prejudice. 

Yep....it can't get any better than that. 

Especially since it is my latest infatuation. 

Me and Jane Austen....

we're tight. 

I met her once you know. 

She's basically my hero. 

b.