time:

time: continuum of experience in which events pass from the future through the present to the past

5 weeks:5days

40 days

966 hours

58005 minutes

time please pass by sweetly.

family

i am grateful for my family this holiday season. they mean so much to me and they don't get recognized enough for what they do for me nor do i tell them how much i adore and love them. especially sam. i love my family, words do not express how thankful i am for them.

i love my dads ability to comfort me and to fix all my problems. i love him for loving my mom and being a rock in my life.

i love my moms way of teaching me about life and myself, both by example and by words, even when i don't want to hear it. i love her knack for turning anything into something beautiful even when it seems impossible.

i love courtney for being my best friend, for making me happy and being my sister and better half the majority of the time. she makes me a better person and strive to become my best self.

i love sam for being himself and completely honest with me. he is the funniest brother i know and always up to something. he is so talented and i love him.

coco

another fabulous look.book. by chanel, so lovely.

home

home: an interesting word in my world. i have many "homes."

what makes a home: feelings, people, memories, surroundings, smells.

since i've moved out from family "home" and made way into my own "little home" with friends i've thought a lot about this concept.

then: i also love my home because of what the memories it holds for me and my friends, high school friends, we spent many nights and had some interesting moments and it always makes me smile when i think of them. i also love it when friends decide to come back for a visit!

i love home, i love feeling at home. when i was in london (study abroad) after a long weekends of being away from 27 palace court-usually out of the country. when i returned i gave that sigh of relief that said "i'm home." but i also missed my other home thousand of miles away.

now: i love the moments when i come home to my family after a week of friends, but am always ready to come home to my friends. i'm odd, i know it, and i think very interesting things.

As i get ready to move into the DG house, that will technically be my "home" but i feel as though i have many homes in every place i've lived.

harvard yale, 1267 starlit LB, Ca, 27 Palace Court, and soon to be 100 south. i love my homes, all of them. i even love all of my friends and families homes that i have grown up in, they bring back that same sense of "home."

here is a list of what i love about home:

mom, dad, sam, and court

smells of the kitchen and familiar candles

moms cooking and dads favorite snacks

diet cokes in my fridge

my bed

sister in my bed

memories

family albums and pictures on the wall

feeling of safety and acceptance

selfless parents and entertaining brother

best friend, sister court

and since i've moved out i realize how much i love: heat, internet, t.v., food, cooking, carpet, dish soap, laundry, bathroom space, mirrors, proper lighting, you know all the things you think you CAN live with out until you HAVE to live without them :) its great being home...

i really hate painting

i really don't like painting. i thought that having a home to paint whatever colors you'd like would be lovely, and it was. it was the first room, the second still a little fun, then you get to the kitchen and all of the joy is simply taken away. i have one room left to paint in our little home and its the bathroom. the. smallest. room. and i can't get around to doing it. why you ask? because it is going to take a lot of effort, time, and energy that i don't not have and do not want to give, that is all.

this is only a symbol of my life right now, like painting there are many things that i need to do but don't really want to do them. i've found that i'm too tired, or sick of it, or just don't want to do it! do you ever feel this way or is it just me? probably just me. i'm going to get that bathroom done, i will. i promise it will be done...soon.

.xo.

i have much to blog about, but no time whatsoever. i've been working my head off and anxiously awaiting important news this entire week, love from a missionary (if waiting for him doesn't kill me i don't know what will), and a wonderful little sissy who makes me oh.so.proud. can i please be you? as for now just know that i have many exciting stories and information to blog about! xo

Z is for Zara

this is the new zaralookbook. can i just say that i.love.zara. so much. it is this great little store that is everywhere but utah, typ.i.cal. but really it just screams london, and this new lookbook makes me want want to fly to london right now just to wear these clothes. anyways here is the preview:

sweet little memories

i love this photo. i've been organizing my photos that i finally was able to upload after months of not having a working computer. hallelujah for a wonderful dad who seems to know all, or at least i seem to think so. this is one of my favorites today. i am not a photographer by any means and neither is this a great photo. but i think i love it for the significance it brings in my life, for the memories i have and the moments i spent in a particular place. i love it, i love this boat. the wall behind it. the colors. all of it i l.o.v.e. it.

{how great thou art}

cliffs of mohar, Ireland taken this summer while i was traveling europe

today ended up being a somber sabbath for me, mostly because my heart is aching for some of those i love. nevertheless we had a wonderful sacrament meeting where i felt so strongly of the spirit and was reminded of my love for this gospel but more importantly the love i have for my heavenly father and the love he has for me. He is truly is great and i am "in awesome wonder consider all the worlds thy hands have made." i am so blessed, and i realize it more and more as i get older and during this month of thanksgiving.