Chapstick

I love Chapstick a lot.

I love Chapstick, alot.

What I don't love: that weird white line of waxy whatever it is that forms on my mouth when i wear Chapstick. It's nothing gross or anything, just some Chapstick that has all moved together. Do any of you have this problem? What do you do to prevent it?

Bonus - quotes from last night:

"I'd let Zac Efron punch me." -drugged Sarah

"I colored them with peach and I meant to color them with apricot!" -Nicole about her coloring book

I think this means a) I really like these girls and b) things that are funny to me are not funny to anyone else.

Ladies I've Come to Love

I just blogged about Sarah who I'm probably closer to than any other person. Maybe it's her amazingness that draws good people to her, but she ended up with AWESOME roommates this semester.

Meet the Francs.

Aren't they beautiful and don't they look like so much fun? That's because they are. Let's explore their greatness.

1) They love BYU basketball.

2) Neither of them are Jimmer bandwagon fans.

3) Stefanie makes great goals for her birthday and follows them through.

4) When Niccole is a tacky old lady she's going to put one of those FatCats electronic fireworks in her back yard.

5) They are twins. I have twin roommates, but they are much harder to tell apart than the Francs are.

6) You can't pronounce their last name because (as far as I've been educated) they pronounce it like the country "France."

7) They dressed like this for Halloween.

8) They took me to dinner at Fuddruckers today even though Sarah couldn't come.

9) Neither of them judges me when I swear. Actually they most often laugh.

10) Similar level of inappropriate humor that I can relate to.

11) I don't feel awkward around them.

12) We can make deals about things like the fact that if any of us ever chooses to use the word "hubby" any of the others can face-punch them.

13) Jamba-lot

Sarah

This is Sarah and I at a basketball game at some point. It's virtually impossible to tell which one because we dress the same for all of them and almost always sit beside each other.

It's pretty much a miracle to have friends like Sarah. Actually, allow me to be more specific. It's a miracle to have Sarah as a friend. On many levels we can relate and on some things our views are vastly different, but it doesn't matter. To demonstrate her pure amazingness and great hilarity I would like to share what she wrote on my wall for my birthday today:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY HOORAY HOORAH! ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY!!! I HOPE ITS AWESOME. if i could get tj fredette to sing you a happy birthday rap while jimmer dances to it in his pink shoes, jackson emery flexes his arms, and jake heaps throws footballs into basketball hoops from 500 miles away, i would. buuut i can't. although now the image is in your head so thats the best i can do. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!

I literally laughed out loud when I read this. Best birthday post ever? Yes, I think so. Sarah is just too much and I love her.

On Repeat

I was linked to this music video by another blog (Epbot, if you care). I think it's lovely and I really like the song. Stop mocking me because I'm listening to Panic! at the Disco. It's none of your business what I listen to.

Also, I find steam punk interesting to say the least and downright beautiful sometimes.

Additional note: If someone brighter than me could explain what the heck is going on in the music video I'd really appreciate it. Thanks.

Man Cub

My little brother went to his first stake dance tonight. I actually think it was a multi-stake dance, but he just turned 14 at the end of January so it was the first available to him.

When he was little and had four very protective and kind of much older sisters he got lots of fun names such as "Man Cub" and "Little Man" and other sickly stupid ones. He still gets to be called by most of these names unless he expresses dislike, then we respect his wishes and remove that one from our repertoire.

Here's the man child all gussied up for the dance tonight. The best part of this whole post is how he reacted afterward. Here's the story he told me.

I saw this one girl sitting over on the chairs like all the girls do and she was crying, but she was really hot. I figured since she was crying she was probably feeling pretty vulnerable so I asked her to dance and she said yeah and was really happy because she was dancing with me.

He also said how an older girl in the ward asked him to dance because he looked so good and that when a short girl asked him to dance she couldn't resist putting her head on his chest.

My little baby man is all grown up.

Internet Friends

Do you have internet friends? I mean those friends that you love to chat with or email or whatever, but can't talk to in person or maybe sometimes even pretend one another don't exist when you see each other in real life.

I hate that. How do you fix that?

BYU Mentors

My students have mentoring every Friday up on BYU campus. Today we were in the Garden Court at the Wilk for a presentation by the Break-Dance club. The kids thought David Dekker was my boyfriend because I gave him a hug. I miss BYU so much it hurts my heart.