G - Great Gatsby

Preference: Great Gatsby Style!

... it was fun!

Mike and me ready for a great time!

Elizabeth and Barrett... they started dating right after this!

Kenz and Zac... they had SO much fun together!

Ariella and Alex... they're so adorable!

And here we are! It was definitely a night to remember!

=)

F - Free... Forever!

Tonight the wonderful Mike Free asked me to marry him... and I said YES!!!

Here's to becoming "Free"... forever!

101 Date Ideas

Mike and I were in need of some date ideas, so I went through who knows how many different dating websites and, using them as the springboard, came up with 101 fun things to do!

Enjoy!

1. Make popcorn balls
2. Cook dinner
3. Go on a walk
4. Make snowmen
5. Have a handstand contest
6. Take a video of ourselves and put in on YouTube
7. Tell a story together, switching back and forth
8. Color pictures
9. Make blankets
10. Find a trampoline and jump on it
11. Go grocery shopping
12. Write letters to someone
13. Skype... it doesn't matter who
14. Find a need and fill it
15. Watch a movie we've never seen with the sound off and make up what the characters are saying
16. Watch a movie we have seen and try to quote it
17. Go bowling (we have 1 free game each semester)
18. Pick a random class and go together
19. Study
20. Get ice cream
21. Feed the ducks
22. Hike the Y
23. Tell embarrassing stories
24. Make something to wear out of duct tape and go out in it
25. Make cookies and ding-dong-ditch them
26. Play a card game
27. Share our favorite scripture stories
28. Write a song
29. Nicklecade
30. Go to the library and look at books
31. Play frisbee
32. Go to DI or garage sales and find something fun
33. Sledding
34. Go to a petstore and play with the animals
35. The Zoo
36. Go out to lunch
37. Have a picnic in the frontroom
38. Laugh Out Loud... the comedy group, but lauging is fun!
39. Dance
40. Look at the stars
41. Go to a show at the planetarium
42. Play on a playground
43. Find a photo booth and take silly pictures
44. Take pictures without the photo booth
45. Ice skating
46. Play pool or ping pong in the lounge
47. Do a puzzle
48. Window shop
49. Design something
50. Play a board game
51. Design a t-shirt and get it made
52. Make new year's resolutions
53. Have a nerd night and teach each other something
54. Listen to each other's favorite songs
55. Thumb war
56. Staring contest
57. Fly kites
58. Make ice cream in ziploc bags with ice and salt
59. Quiz each other on ourselves
60. Watch the moon rise
61. Rent a tandem bike
62. Dress up and have a "fancy dinner"
63. Come up with something to do for each letter of the alphabet
64. Go to Timp cave
65. Work out
66. Find somewhere to volunteer and do it
67. Carve pumpkins, or apples, or something else
68. Play with legos
69. Go to the temple
70. Temple square
71. Look in the reflecting pool at the JFSB
72. Spend time with people in the hospital or an old folks home
73. Go TP-ing
74. Make stamps out of potatoes and make pictures
75. Take a class together
76. Go to a concert on campus
77. Make our own mini golf course
78. Go swimming
79. Visit the Bean Museum/Dinosaur museum
80. Write notes, put in helium ballons and let the balloons go
81. Make a CD together
82. Look at pictures of when we were little
83. Go to a sports event
84. Roast marshmellows on the stove
85. Try to drop eggs from the balcony without breaking them
86. Rubix Cube
87. Pick a skill to learn together and make a plan of how to do it
88. Babysit
89. Scripture study
90. Make breakfast together before school/work
91. Decorate cupcakes while blindfolded
92. Make a calendar with pictures
93. Write thank you cards
94. Homemade playdough
95. Bake something yummy and eat it
96. Have a snow sculpture contest
97. List each other's best qualities in ABC order
98. Sing songs while we walk
99. Go on a walk... flip a coin to choose which way to turn at the corners
100. Give blood together

and last, but certainly not least!

101. Come up with more date ideas... =)

E - Eeek!

I was talking to Michael last night about what life is like at each of our respective homes. Amidst talk of Christmas traditions, trampolines games, favorite pets, and jean blankets, he told me about scorpion hunting. Yes my friends, in Mesa Arizona there are enough scorpions around that people go out and hunt them to keep them from coming in the house... SO creepy! I wondered how you would find something small that is the same color as the dirt... especially at night like they did. The answer: black lights. As freaky as it sounds, scorpions glow in black light!



Freaky huh?

D - Default Boys

I can honestly say I have never been so excited to write a blog post in my LIFE! How do I sum up my best friends in just one post??

It all began once upon a time (i.e. the first week of school) when there was a spider... Yes my friends, a spider, and being the silly girls that we are, my roommates and I ran to find a boy to kill it. Like I said, it was the first week of school and we honestly knew NO ONE, so we left Emily to watch the creepy thing and Kenzie and I set off in search of a rescuer. Mercifully the Lord sent us... Chris.

Christopher was brave enough to kill the disgustingness that was creeping across our ceiling, declaring, "It's okay, I have three little sisters."

And it went from there! We had their apartment over for dinner two weeks later... and the week after that... and maybe the week after that. They quickly went from being our backup plan if all else fell through to being our only plan no matter what else came up!

Here's a little bit about each of our Default Boys:

Barrett (aka Barritto) is majoring in something interesting (like neuroscience or genetics and biotechnology.) He’s hilarious in his own “quiet” way, can eat more ice cream than anyone I’ve ever met, wears the sweetest snuggie ever, and will beat anyone willing to play at Super Smash Brothers. He listens to the best music, like Jon Schmidt and William Joseph, and is great at whatever he sets his mind to.

Chris is considering a double major in English and Biology... I’m not sure what those have to do with each other, but apparently Hug-hes likes them both. He’s one of those great people who can be both funny and serious, and will go out of his way to make people happy. He’s working on giving “normal” hugs, and while he’s getting there, there’s still plenty of room for improvement. ;)

Daniel may look like your typical math major, but you should see him dance! He’s insanely busy trying to fit everything into his life while trying to make a difference in the world. He often drops by just to say hi and see how we’re doing, or to help us finish off brownies, birthday cake, or whatever other desserts are plaguing us. He also gives some of the most sincere compliments I’ve ever heard.

Jared is hilarious! Affectionately known as Ju-Reed, he’s probably the default boy we see the most of since he’s not in school this semester. He once said it would be funny if we had a whole wall of our apartment dedicated to him… so we decided to make one! It was definitely a conversation starter to say the least. It stayed up for almost a month, until it started to irk us that Jared was always staring at us from the front room wall.

Nathan has the biggest ego of anyone I’ve ever met! He’s got more than enough self-esteem to go around, but likes to share it with others. He gives the funniest dating advice I’ve ever heard, and is a genuinely caring person. His public health major requires him to take many of the same classes I have taken which always fun. While he doesn’t believe in killing bugs, he will escort them from the premises free of charge.

We watch movies together.

We play games.

We go grocery shopping.

And make cookies.

We eat delicious Asian food made by Daniel

We visit each other at work.

We support each other in our hopes and dreams.

We carve pumpkins.

And go trick or treating.

We go get pie on Wednesdays.

And take lots of silly pictures.

Lots and LOTS of silly pictures!

We go out on dates.

Or go to the hot tub.

Or just do nothing at all.

But it's always fun!

We love you guys!!!

101 (or Maybe Just a Lot Of) Things to be Thankful For

Today is Thanksgiving and I thought it fitting to pause my ABC posts to share a few things that I am especially thankful for right now.

~My family loves me.
~I have amazing roommates who are there be it rain or shine.
~I get to go to BYU where I have amazing classes with some pretty phenomenal professors.
~I have enough food to eat and clean water to drink.
~My extended family lives nearby and are there for me when I need them.
~Cars and airplanes allow me to go home occasionally.
~Cell phones let me talk to my family when I can't go home.
~Good music: on my phone, on the computer, on a CD, on a movie, you name it.
~Beds, especially mine! Jean blankets, clean sheets, feather pillows... it's the best!
~Chick flicks. Don't laugh, I love them!
~Any uplifting media really: books, movies, songs. I just love that feeling from inside that spreads out to my fingertips and up to my head and makes me feel all sparkly inside!
~I'm an American Citizen.
~I have freedom of religion, freedom of speech, freedom to persue happiness.
~My ancestors took the time and the trouble to move somewhere where I would be able to enjoy all those freedoms.
~Family Search Indexing... the best computer addiction ever! Do your family history and have fun all at the same time!
~CrossFit, which goes back to being thankful for water!
~Ibuprophen... especially the day after CrossFit.
~The internet: seriously, how amazing is it that I can type something on my computer at my apartment and then access it anywhere in the world? That is AWESOME!
~Facebook. As obnoxiously addicting as it, it really has changed the world.
~My digital camera: perfect for taking pictures to upload onto facebook.
~Space heaters. Just ask Ariella.
~Friends: Chris, Nathan, Barrett, Daniel, Jared, Michael, Jake, Sadie, Sarah, Esther, and Kas... just to name a few. =)
~Time to have fun, like tonight when Sadie, Sarah, Elizabeth, and I put on old wedding dresses and took pictures. I just love that!
~My vet class. The best 6 hours of the week!
~Make-up... maybe I'm just a vain girl, but I love it!
~Curly hair. I love it, on me and on anyone else. It reminds me I'm an individual.
~Hugs... they're my favorite!
~I'm healthy, safe, and loved.
~I have the gospel of Jesus Christ in my life.
~The scriptures and the Church Magazines, which have real life examples of people who made it through bigger trials than the ones I'm facing.
~The Gift of the Holy Ghost. How wonderful to have a member of the God-Head with me at all times if I'm just worthy of His presence.
~Most of all I'm thankful for my Savior Jesus Christ who came to this earth as a tiny baby in Bethlehem, to live for us, to be an example of perfection, and then to suffer for the sins of all that we might not suffer if we would repent, and then to die for us and rise again on the third day, having unlocked the gates of death and hell. If we will follow Him, He will take our burdens and make them light, and help us succeed along the path to eternal life and becoming like Him. That is what I am most thankful for this holiday season, and all year round. May God bless you every one! =)

Compliments

My roommates and I were watching some silly YouTube videos tonight instead of going to bed, and it made me think about my favorite YouTube video of all time: Validation. If you have not seen this delightful 16 minutes and 24 seconds of smiles I suggest you do so now. There's just nothing quite like those few words, "You are Great." This started me thinking about some of the best compliments I've gotten. Here are just a few of my favorites:

Seth once told me my family reminded him of the Murrys in A Wrinkle in Time... he was worried I might take it as an insult. He shouldn't have been.

Jake was looking through pictures on my phone last night and found one of just my eye (I was bored one day.)
"That is one good-looking eye! ... I'm just saying."
How can you not smile at that?

By far the most unique compliment ever came from the cardiologist I saw over the summer. "You have beautiful arteries!"
"Um... thank you?" I wasn't sure how to respond to that one, but hey, I'll take compliments where I can get them!

So go brighten someone else's day. Pay them a compliment and watch it change their mood, their day, or maybe their life! Always remember, You are Great!

C - ...?

I can not think of anything to write about for C and I don't like being stuck, so here's a list of things that start with C that make me oh-so happy!

Cookies: We make a LOT of cookies in my apartment: cookies for boys who kill spiders, cookies for missionaries, cookies for fun... Kenzie's mom sent her a recipie for some delightful ghost cookies that we made for Halloween. We love to make cookies!

College: As much as I hate the hours of homework and the stressful tests that make me doubt my eternal worth, I LOVE going to school and learning!

Costumes: Halloween was this past weekend, and I must say, we had some pretty awesome costumes at my apartment! Here are just a few of the many great ones I saw that night:

Pixar's "Up" anyone?
Notice he's even missing his "Assisting the Elderly" badge

The Mimes were amazing!

Michael went as his red-head roommate with broken ankle...
which was my idea. =)

Aren't we cute??

Cell phones: Seriously, I don't know how people survived before they were invented!

Country Music: I didn't even know there was other music until I got into high school... there was just normal music (country) and weird music (anything else.) I'm definitley a fan!

Calendars: I just LOVE them! Pictures. Planning. Marking the days off with little hearts in the corners... It's just so good!

Chris: I think the pictures speak for themselves... =)

They have the same smile!

Carving Pumpkins and just being ridiculous.

Pie Night... no additional info needed.

Just being silly

He thinks it's HILARIOUS to take pictures of himself pretending
to be asleep... a little odd, but whatever!

My personal favorite... =)

The "do whatever boys do" pose.

And of course... Christ: I just love my Savior! And since my name means "little lamb" I think this picture is especially appropriate. =)

B - Brekka

I had a hard time deciding what to write about for the letter "B" "Boys" was just NOT going to work... Backpacks? Breakfast? Bread? My sister Bethany? I finally settled on... Brekka!

Brekka is my drop-dead gorgeous roommate from Pocatello, Idaho. Her pre-nursing class schedule combined with working 20 hours a week means that we don't see much of Brekka's loveliness, in fact, it took me a good 3-4 seconds to figure out who she was when I walked into the apartment the other day!

But when she's not at work, at school, or in her room studying, Brekka is HILARIOUS! As the only freshman in the apartment, and a recently retired high school cheerleader, Brekka bounces around the apartment, laughing and telling the rest of us how OLD we are.

Here are just a few of my favorite memories with Brekka:

The "Old Lady" and "Dinosaur" Rooms -- So, one night we were all talking about our ages and the ages of our siblings, parents, previous roommates, guys in the ward, etc. and Brekka just started laughing... she does that a lot, especially late at night! "You guys are so OLD!" she declared between giggles, "Like old ladies! And Rachel, you're like a DINOSAUR!" Now, I have to say, I've heard people called pretty old things before; pioneer, for example, like my mom asking my grandma what it was like to cross the plains for instance... =) But dinosaur definitely trumped them all. It didn't end at that though. She jumped up off the couch and dashed to her room for paper and markers. A few minutes and several giggles later, there was a sign taped to each of the three bedroom doors in our tiny apartment: "The Old Lady Room" "The Dinosaur Room" and last, but certainly not least, taped up with an extra giggle and a smirk, "The Beautiful Princess Room" Brekka was delighted with her creations, and continues to show them to everyone who comes over.

The sock in her hair -- You know how if you want your hands to be really soft, you put lots of lotion or maybe even vaseline on them right before bed and then sleep with socks on your hands? Well, Brekka decided that if it would work for your hands, it would work for your hair. Since she didn't have any hair lotion, she settled on conditioner (it's basically the same thing, right?) So, in went the conditioner, hair up in a ponytail, and over top of it all went a big black sock. And it stayed like that, conditioner, ponytail, sock for several hours until Kenzie, or maybe it was Ariella, declared that her hair MUST be soft by now!

Late-night talks, being scared of the dark, hearing "I'm finally done!" after hours of studying... all in all, I love our silly Brekka!

A - Animal Anatomy

Fall semester of last year I found myself entering room 492 of the Widtsoe Building for the first time. Had I known then the inordinate amount of time and mental capacity that room would tax from me, I might very well have left right then, never to return. Thankfully I was oblivious, and happily took my seat.
Animal Anatomy is believed, among the very few students who have taken it, to be the hardest class taught at Brigham Young University. The curriculum is as rigorous as a human anatomy course put together with a tissue dissection lab... but the students learn the information not for one species, but for up to 10 very different animal species! Students taking the class spend 4 hours each week in class, and approximately three to four times that outside of class studying their brains out trying to remember such terms as "gastrocnemius" zygomatic arch" and "tragus." The kids in that class became my best friends since we spent nearly every waking moment together, helping each other do our best.
I became very well acquainted with Dr. Roeder, the veterinarian who teaches nearly all of the animal-related classes taught at BYU, during my time in animal anatomy. She would stay after class with me to answer all of my many questions, most of which were not directly related to the class, but just to topics she had mentioned in passing, or things I had just always wondered about. I learned enough from talking to Dr. Roeder outside of class to rival what I was learning in class.

Due to my insatiable curiosity, Dr. Roeder suggested I apply for a research grant. That lead to a semester of many adventures, including, but definitely not limited to, chasing pregnant cows around fields of 6" deep mud, cleaning rat hair with powerful carcinogens, and riding in the vet truck as it literally fell to pieces around me. The full story will have to wait for a different post.

After completing the course, (quite successfully I might add!) I figured my time in 492 WIDB was up and that Animal Anatomy had done all it could for me.

Then became the TA for the next batch of students who would come to study their brains out.

And the best part is...

I LOVE IT!

Four days every week, I go back and sit at that same desk with the same professor and new "best friends" around me, and I get to learn. I get to learn everything I missed the first time around without the stress of needing to regurgitate it for a test the next week. I get to explain concepts to the 22 students who depend on me to help them get an A in the class. I get to pull skeletons out of closets, put vertebrae in the right order, make sure the students feed their birds and rats, and I LOVE IT!

I have also continued on to take other classes, ones I didn't know existed until I spent a semester with Dr. Roeder. Thus I am currently getting credit to work in the vet's office on campus... and am loving every minute of it!

Who would have guessed that clicking that tiny little "add course" button would have led to so much knowledge and fun!

~Rachel =)

ABC Blog Posts

Once upon a time, or maybe it was last week, my lovely roommate Kenzie gave me the brilliant idea of doing a string of thankful ABC blog posts. Everyday, or close there unto, Kenzie posts about something she is thankful for... in alphabetical order. C was Country Music, E was Eggs, Elephants, and Esther, and the list goes on and on.

I was intrigued by the idea, and started thinking of what I'd post about... until finally, here I am, writing about writing about it! Hopefully over the course of the semester I will manage to get through all 26 letters, and come up with plenty of things I'm thankful for!

~Rachel =)

What's in a Name?

I've been thinking about my name a lot lately... maybe just names in general, and how they can be one thing but mean another. I've always known the basic idea of what my first name meant, but tonight I decided to look up ALL of my name... Here's what I found:

Rachel: Little lamb; one with purity

Amanda: Love; Precious thing worthy of love

Watson: Son of a powerful warrior/ ruler of an army

All in all, I'm feeling pretty good about my name right now! A pure and precious, little lamb, worthy of love, child of a great warrior... Sounds pretty amazing to me!! :)

Easter and Spring... it just doesn't get much better than that!

The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, the flowers are blooming, and I am smiling! Easter morning is definitely one of the happiest times of the year: everything around you is coming to life at the same time as we celebrate our Savior's Resurrection and the knowledge that we too will live again! I know that Jesus Christ is my Savior, that He lived a perfect life, suffered for the sins of the world, died and was gloriously resurrected! Through Him we can all return to live with our Father in Heaven. May the love of Christ be in each of our hearts and homes this Easter season and throughout our lives.

:)

What Makes me Me?

Ever since I came to college, I've thought a lot about the question of what defines me as me. I've decided that there is no simple answer to that. There is no one word that sums Me up, at least not really. But as I sat and talked with my roommates this evening about everything from dating to Christmas lights, I realized that I am definitely an individual. Different. Unique. I don't know if my apartment of three could be called a fair sampling of the people in Provo... probably not, but I was honestly surprised at how different my thoughts were from my roommates'. I realized that those differences are the things that define who I am.

I believe in order. Everything has a place, and it belongs in its place. Beds belong made. Dishes belong washed and put away. Organization is key to my brain functioning. I stack my colored cups in ROY-G-BIV order, and put my zip-up hoodies and pullover hoodies in two separate stacks in the top of my closet. President Uchtdorf (of the First Presidency of the Church of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints) asked everyone to find a space and make it beautiful. I may not be allowed to paint the cinder-block walls or my bedroom or replace my molding window, but I can make my own little space as neat and clean as possible so that my room is as close to Beautiful as it ever can be. Some call it OCD, I call it doing my best to follow a Prophet of God.

I smile! If you have the chance, why not do it? It makes you and everyone else around you that much happier. :)

Music has a very strong influence over my emotions, and can make me cry more easily than almost anything else. Beautiful music makes me tingle inside no matter how many times I hear the song. Playing musical instruments/singing is as close to speaking in the tongue of angels as I can imagine. At the same time, I believe that there is such a thing as evil music, not only that with violent or suggestive lyrics, but music that brings fear and despair into the minds of those who partake of it. It is spiritually destructive and is inappropriate in any and all circumstances.

Once I've made up my mind about something, there are very few things that can alter that decision. Maybe it's because I have such a hard time making up my mind, so once I do, I'm rather reluctant to change it. I do my best to make this a good thing: I have made up my mind that I am graduating from college, I am getting married in the temple to a returned missionary who is a faithful member of the Church, and I am living the Gospel of Jesus Christ to the best of my abilities... and there's really nothing anyone can say or do to persuade me otherwise!

And finally, I love people. My mom once told me that I was given different kinds of talents from most people: some people are good at sports, or art, or writing, or getting straight A's... I'm good at loving people. My family has a cat who can always tell when someone is upset and will go sit by them. She doesn't ask to be pet, or even to be acknowledged, she just wants to be there with you and let you know she cares. Just like that small, gray cat, I can tell when something is wrong, when those around me are sad, or angry, or losing patience. And just like the cat, I quietly do what I can to calm the storm, whether big or small. I want to help you to be happy, because I love you.

I guess that's why I do everything I do, why I am the way I am. I want to help people be happy, to help them see how much they are loved. Everything else I do helps me to accomplish that one big, ultimate goal: to love you.

All-in-all, I guess that's what makes me Me. :)

There are a lot of things that scare me, so many in fact that I wonder on a regular basis if there's some sort of mental condition where you're just afraid of everything!

Some of them are fairly normal: spiders, heights, drowning.

Some are childish: the dark, monsters under the bed, boogie man in the closet.

Then there are newly discovered fears that come with living in a back-ally apartment on the scary side of town: answering the door, being home alone, coming home after dark.

Lately one of my biggest fears has been having someone come into my room and watch me while I'm sleeping. I find myself checking and rechecking the door and all the windows to make sure they're properly locked before I can finally take a running leap into bed, so as to avoid whatever sort of monsters have taken up residence under there. Only after praying repeatedly to be kept safe through the night, and then making sure my jean blanket is tucked ALL the way around me can I cautiously close my eyes and search for sleep.

And every morning I wake up again having slept soundly and uneventfully through the night. No monsters. No boogie man. And as far as I know, no one watching me... Well, almost no one.

Last night I decided to go to bed early so as to have maximum brain capacity for studying in the morning. After my general routine of checking the locks, praying, and making sure I was safely encased in the covers, I closed my eyes and waited for sleep. Apparently my body isn't used to going to bed that early, because sleep took its sweet time coming. After much too long, I finally drifted into a fitful sleep, that was interrupted periodically by muscle spasms and back pain, but at least I wasn't thinking about the creatures that had undoubtedly moved into my closet since I'd gotten dressed that morning.

Eventually I fell asleep for real and it looked as if the morning would come as uneventfully as it always does.

And then something landed on top of me. My eyes flew open to see a face looming over me. Big green eyes above a twisted smile. Scraggly hair sticking out every which way. The monster of my dreams had come for me. There was only one thing to do.

I screamed.

I have to say I was pretty impressed with myself. I NEVER scream, and to have gotten that much air together on such short notice was really something for me.

The face suddenly disappeared, and instead, there was my roommate Amy jumping back into her bed.

"I'm sorry!" she cried from under the covers. Her head emerged. "My hoodie..."

I looked down at myself, and there laying across my chest was Amy's hoodie. Apparently that was what had landed on me. I handed it back to her, and she curled up with it, not in the least disturbed by the fact that I had just screamed bloody murder because of something she had done.

It took a while, but eventually my heart rate returned to normal, my breathing evened out and sleep reclaimed me.

This morning Amy was cheerful as ever as she got up and dressed for school. I watched her for a few minutes and her behavior showed no signs of her remembering our little exchange in the middle of the night.

"Do you remember me screaming in the middle of the night?" I finally asked.

"You were screaming? Did you have a nightmare??"

"No, I was screaming at YOU!"

I told her about how she'd thrown her hoodie at me and then stood over me with her face right next to me. Her reaction surprised me. The more I told her the harder she laughed until I started to worry about whether or not she could breathe. In the midst of her laughter were two words: "I'm Sorry!!!" Apparently she'd dreamed that someone asked to borrow her hoodie, so she'd taken it off and given it to them. She wasn't sure why she'd been standing over me...

In the end I was able to laugh about it too... it definitely makes for a good story, being attacked by my roommate and her hoodie at two in the morning. But good story or not, I wouldn't complain one bit if nothing like that ever happens to me again!

The Sunburn

Hot day, warm sun

Humid heat, want fun.

Big pool, many kids

Go there, count heads.

Lie out, read book

Time flies, I cook

Too hot, go swim

Not notice, my skin

Later on, get out

Have color, no doubt

Dry off, go home

Aloe vera, put on

Shoulders first, legs next

Then face, last neck

Many freckles, very red

Maybe now, in head

Next time, in sun

Sunscreen, more fun!

So... Obviously it's been a little while since I've written!  

I'm currently at home for the summer, working as a nanny for two adorable little kids: a seven year-old girl and a five year-old boy.  Their mom is out of town for a month, and thus I get the fabulous job of playing with them for nearly 60 hours/week while their dad is at work.  The three of us have tea parties, play duck-duck-goose, hang out at the play ground, and go to the pool... it's seriously the best job ever!  I'm also greatly enjoying spending time with my family, attending the local Single's Ward, and playing with "mi" puppy!

This summer my mom assigned all my family members to read one non-fiction picture book each week so that we can learn a little bit about a whole lot of diverse subjects.  So this morning I read a book called Additives.  For several years now, my mom has been doing research into the effects of food dyes and added flavors on the body.  About three years ago she announced that we would be trying an experiment diet: no artificial colors, flavors, or preservatives, for six weeks.  The results of this "experiment" were favorable enough that to this day you still will not find anything with any food dyes, added flavorings, or artificial preservatives in our house!   Despite this, I was SHOCKED at some of the things I learned reading that little picture book today!  Did you know the additives put in food are generally not tested by the FDA before they are put on the market?  Quite often, additives are banned a decade or so after their first general appearance because they are found to have harmful effects on those who consume them.  Products like BHT, a widely-used preservative, can only be used only in the tiniest amounts, and are not put into baby foods because they are very toxic... and yet they are in nearly everything that has been packaged!  The more I read the more I decided that I absolutely do NOT want to eat anything with strange, untested chemicals added to it, whether or not they are "generally regarded as safe."

The Polar Bear Swim

My apartment complex has this activity every year towards the end of February where they open the pool up and let whatever crazy people want to swim to the far end and back to win a prize. When I first heard about this, I thought it was one of the dumbest things ever... but last night I ended up being one of those crazy people who jumped in!
I hadn't planned to do it. My roommate Jenny told me a few weeks ago that she planned to jump in and I just rolled my eyes and told her I thought she was nuts! But then yesterday the weather was so beautiful that jumping in a freezing cold pool didn't sound so bad. I decided that, what the heck, I'd do it. 

I got out of class about an hour before we were supposed to meet by the pool, and realized that the sun would have gone by the time we got there, and that it wasn't going to be all nice and warm like it had been all day, but that it was going to get down to the mid-thirties... and that there was little hope of the water being more than a degree or two above freezing. 

When I got home, Jenny and I changed into our swim suits and headed down to meet our death. There were five or six other people there, all from our ward (church congregation), waiting to sign a waiver so that they too could jump to their death. After signing our lives away, Jenny and I got ready to take the plunge. I almost chickened out, but Jenny wouldn't let me. We counted to three, took a running leap, and plunged into the freezing, cold water. I have NEVER experienced anything like it before, nor do I ever want to again. It was beyond cold... literally freezing.  I felt every muscle of my body contract as I struggled to regain the surface and swim to the far end.  

Under normal circumstances, swimming is second nature to me; I don't ever remember a time when I couldn't swim.  But that night each stroke took more out of me than I thought I could give.  As I reached the far side of the pool, I considered climbing out, but by that point I was already frozen through, and figured I might as well finish what I'd started.  

I shoved off with a good hard kick at the wall, which got me maybe a third the way back across the pool.  Then I realized what a stupid decision I had made.  If the first lap was hard, the second lap was pure torture.  My body was beginning to seriously react to the cold, slowing my heart-rate dramatically and fuzzing up my brain so I could barely think.  

By the time I reached the half-way mark on the side of the pool, I figured I was a goner.  Either someone would have to come in and get me, or I was going to drown.  Then I heard my name.  

"Rachel!  Rachel!  Rachel!"  One of the girls in my ward was standing at the side of the pool, chanting my name over and over.  "You can do it!" she yelled.  

That brought me to my senses.  

I somehow managed the few remaining yards and clung to the side of the pool, gasping for breath.  Jenny was already climbing out of the pool, assisted by a couple of guys, when I got there.  I tried to lift myself out of the pool, but found that I was completely unable to get even one arm up over the side.  Two guys from my ward dragged me out and made sure I got a towel and a cup of hot chocolate.  I was so cold I couldn't even shiver, but with some warm liquid in me, some dry clothes, a blanket, and a heated apartment, I managed to get warm, and in turn, survive the whole experience.  

I don't regret doing it; it's kind of cool to say I've jumped into a pool of near-freezing water during the dead of winter, but now that I know what it's like, I wouldn't do it again in a million years!

In the Past Year...

I just realized a few days ago that I have been at college for a whole year now. It sure doesn't feel like it, but when I look back at it a lot has happened. There are a lot of things that weren't true about me a year ago, but are now.
I now:
scrunch my hair almost everyday,
wear eyeliner, but no eye shadow,
initiate conversations with people I don't know very well,
chew gum regularly,
prefer water over any other beverage,
am a sophomore,
love lotion,
know how to straighten my hair and then do something with it,
can stick to a weekly budget,
use a jump-drive regularly,
take my cell phone with me everywhere, no matter how long I'll be gone,
live off campus,
look forward to Sunday more than any other day of the week,
wear contacts,
know sign language,
wear perfume most days of the week,
have a bunch of friends who are engaged/married,
can be in and out of the shower in 5 minutes,
have my hair cut shorter than "shoulder length",
no longer chew on my fingernails,
can recognize singers by their voices,
know how to play DDR and Guitar Hero,
have written to a missionary,
can't fall asleep at night if I don't have my retainer in,
have played the flute in a recital,
can write a research paper without becoming hysterical,
walk at least three miles every day,
have asked a guy out,
can usually tell you what the date is and what day of the week it is,
quote Bill Cosby and Brian Regan at least once a day,
remember to take my vitamin most days,
have an 8:00 class,
I am not afraid to give blood anymore,
and last but certainly not least: I now write on my blog regularly!

A Few of My Favorite Things

Waking up in the morning just before the alarm clock goes off
The smell of freshly baked bread
Having time to read a good book
Flowers
A tall glass of ice water
When my hair is really curly
The smell of irises
Marking off the last thing on a list of things to do
Playing the piano and flute
Sunshine
Cute socks
Having an intelligent and deep conversation
Puppies and kittens
Cinnamon gum
When someone opens the door for me
Makenzie's laugh
Finding a good seat in the movie theater
Friends
Wrestling with Heidi
Good-smelling lotion
The sound my phone makes when I get a text message
Ward prayer
Long hugs
The color blue
Blowing bubbles
Realizing that I already did all of my homework

A good fencing match
Late-night talks

When someone drops by just to say "hi"
Photo albums
Making banana bread
My family
Getting to sit up front in the car
Lasagna
A new journal
Painting my toe nails a new color
Having someone tickle my back
Sitting by a fire
Frontroom dance parties
Long walks
Playing with babies
Catching something that is tossed to me
New shoes
When chocolate makes it all better
Getting a note from someone I care about
Walking while it snows
Taking pictures with friends
Listening to music
Doing Sudoku puzzles
Going over a high jump on a horse
Finding a $20 bill in my coat pocket
My friends' and family members' voices
Laughing so hard my sides ache
Making people happy
and when they all live happily ever after!