Twenty-One

Well I turned twenty-one last week. I am officially an adult. I feel like I should know what I am doing, but the fact is, I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO WITH MY LIFE!!! (Which is a great feeling by the way, and I am sure most of you can relate.) I thought I would have everything together by now. I use to have daydreams when I was sixteen about how different my life would be by the time I was this old. Some of my daydreams consisted of…

-Serving a mission on a remote island while looking absolutely gorgeous in ugly worn black flats, a hideous skirt, and a button up shirt. Proudly wearing that black name tag. Speaking fluently to some natives in their own language about the gospel and committing ten people to baptism in one day.

-Or graduating from some prestigious college and immediately getting the dream job I have always wanted. (I still don’t know what that job is but I was always wearing shiny black heals, red lipstick and riding in an elevator.)

-I also thought that if daydream one and two were not in the works by the time I was twenty-one it would be because of my rock solid relationship with Mr. Wonderful. Who would propose with a simple gold band and it would be so romantic because our love meant more than a rock on my left hand. Haha

But even though those perfect daydreams are still nowhere to be seen, I am happy. I am happy despite the fact that I am still unsure of where my life is taking me. I am still happy even though I am single. I am still happy regardless of what others think of me. I am happy, and that is all that matters right now.

Addicted

So I guess you could say that I am addicted to a few things in my life.

Lets use ice cream for an example.

I don’t thing that I have ever turned that heavenly mixture down.

I always accept those calories whenever they are offered to me.

I am also addicted to cracking my knuckles.

I think I have done that at least once a day since the fifth grade.

Ever since Dillon McNamara showed me how much cooler I could be.

(I know that is totally revolting to some people,

but I thoroughly enjoy a good knuckle cracking every now and then.)

I would say that I am addicted to Facebook.

I have checked my account three times today only to find that

I have no new notifications and I just keep looking at the same status updates of

people that I probably should have un-friended years ago.

But this Tuesday I realized that one of my addictions was a problem.

I am addicted to Makeup….BIG TIME!

7:00

I finished doing my hair for work I found myself first wondering

where my box of makeup was. I started looking around in my room and after

a couple of minutes to no avail, I looked at the clock it was

7:15!!!

8:00

was fast approaching and I started freaking out thinking that

I have absolutely no concealer, mascara or foundation on for work,

that was when I really

freaked out!!!

I tore my room apart looking for it!

I ripped everything out of the cupboard beneath my bathroom sink

still not finding my makeup. I dumped out my suitcase and

started feeling my eyes well up with tears,

thinking I look hideous.

What if someone sees my face?!!?

7:20

I ripped my phone out of it’s charger about to call Kylee

and see if I left my make up in Rexburg.

When I suddenly realized that my make up was down stairs.

I ran downstairs and found it exactly where I had left it and

felt a rush of calm come over me when I realized that I was not

about to go out into the world without make up on.

Can't Sleep

You know when you are laying in bed and your body is sinking into the mattress getting all comfortable but your mind isn't tired yet? Well there I was laying there and I turn to my bedside table and see my alarm clock glowing in the darkness and I have been lying here for forty-five minutes NOT SLEEPING. So I readjust and still not sleeping so I decided to blog.

...I was just thinking about the things that I am afraid of...

1. I can't sleep with one foot hanging off of my bed
2. Mayonnaise
3. Mustard
4. Not getting married
5. Going on a mission
6. Not going on a mission
7. Loosing my scriptures
8. Who will I live with when I go back to school?
9. Patients yelling at me at the office for something that I didn't do
10. Bees
11. Spiders
12. Dark allies
13. Running out of gas in my Mini Cooper
14. Not having my debit card work
15. My computer breaking
16. What if I my husband is picky about his laundry, and I shrink his favorite shirt?
17. Shrinking my Keith Urban shirt
18. Ingrown toenails
19. Getting really fat (that one always makes me laugh at myself)
20. What if I kill my Bonsai Tree

Well that's about it..... Night!

Lactic Threshold Tests

You wanna know what I did today?

1. I woke up

2. I got ready

3. I went to two classes

4. I didn’t do my homework

5. I cleaned a bathroom

6. I made cookies

7. I couldn’t eat the cookie dough…. I forgot to mention that I couldn’t eat anything for four hours because I was being tested later in the day for my Lactic Threshold (don’t worry if you don’t know what that means…. I still don’t know)

8. I went to take my Lactic Threshold test, it was like torture with people asking you in sweet voices, Are you okay? You doin good? Keep it up your doing great! When really you are sweating immensly while someone is constantly pricking your finger and drawing your blood and the other is bumping up the speed on the stationary bike that you are riding. They are doing this all while you are wearing this muzzle that measures how hard you are breathing…. (Needless to say, I didn’t enjoy my Lactic Threshold test)

9. I went to my From The Heart Practice and sang my little heart out

10. I am still not doing my homework:)