Hermana Case & Sister Howe

Ladies and gentlemen,

Behold, the most beautiful sister missionaries [soon to be] that ever lived:

A**ley.

Rachie.

 

I love these girls excuse me, WOMEN, so dearly that I felt the need to publicly display my affection and admiration for them. And also to brag about them.  It will be hard for me to see them go in the coming weeks, but I am so happy about why they are leaving that it’s hard to even think selfish thoughts like, “I wish they’d stay home.”

Truth be told, for a long time, I thought only ugly girls felt like they had to go on missions because they couldn’t get married. Until recently when all of my hot friends decided they were going to serve full-time missions! It is truly inspiring.

 

I guess what I should be doing is giving each of them a big shout out. Individually.

Ashley Marie,

This picture captures the essence of everything we are, we will be, and we love.  This girl, will blow your mind. She’s witty and charming. She has a spirit that draws people to her, including myself. She’s irresistible to men, and many hearts will be broken once she departs. Including my own. But she’s a selfless person and amazing example and everything I want in a friend, and for the second mother of my children (in a non-polygamist way). I love this girl with my entire being, and I already can’t wait for her to get back. Kindred spirits.

 

Rachel Marie,

She’ll probably take my life for putting this picture up. But I think she’s beautiful all the time. I am the only one who looks like a creep. Rachie is the kind of friend I wish every person could have in life and especially through high school. She’s loyal, clever, and inviting. She makes you feel important and is wise beyond her years. She’s the classiest girl that I know, and not in an annoying way, in a classy way. I am so grateful for her example and love and support she’s always given me. I love you Rachael! You are monumental.

 

These two girls are going to be AMAZING, and I know it. I am pretty sure they didn’t get called to the same mission because the world would have exploded, and ya gotta spread out the perfection. I am so excited for the journeys they are both about to embark on.

THANK YOU BOTH FOR BEING SUCH WONDERFUL EXAMPLES AND LIGHTING UP MY LIFE.

FILTHY. but genuinely arousing.

here's the thing, i have about a half hour before the last session of conference. And I realized, I haven't written anything in a long time. This was not premeditated, so if it sucks, I won't be held responsible.

September treats me like crap, we've had a pretty dysfunctional relationship for a long time now. If I could sleep through it's tyranic 30 day reign, I would.

The only good things that happened in September was meeting Saosin. And also this amazing dream I had. about Anthony Green. Also, the release of the Brand New album, Daisy.

I don't want to go into detail with the things that September threw at me this year, but it was pretty disappointing nonetheless. Death, illness, failed trust, miscommunication, etc. etc. etc.

two of my really good friends are about to go on missions, A**ley and Rachael.

I am so proud of them, but that will come later.

Here are some websites I've been liking:
http://thatswhatshimsaid.blogspot.com
http://www.mylifeisaverage.com
http://www.everythingisterrible.com
http://www.twitter.com/kynslie (self promotion of my micro blogging.)



anyway, i have nothing else good to say but that I love my life, family, my friends, and most definitely the gospel.

General Conference has been the medicine pack I needed to heal the zombie wounds that September left.

Pee in The Dark.

Sometimes, for unknown reasons (maybe cause i'm lazy, maybe because i have to go so bad that i forget to turn on the switch, or maybe.. i am more comfortable.) i pee in the dark.
Obviously, this can only be done at night, since there is a window in my bathroom. But sometimes, i find myself sitting on the pot without the lights on. what's really weird about it is that i don't realize that i am pissing in the dark, and this is weird, until i am midway through the pee. but then i just shrug and pray that i have enough toilet paper.
one thing i have noticed about peeing in the dark, is that if i do it, i leave the door open just a crack. this is dangerous. i have roommates. and usually if the light is off, and the door isnt closed, that means the bathroom is vacant. but, the rush of it excites me. i mean, my life is no action movie, this is as close to walking the line as i get.
peeing in the dark.

My life, according to iTunes shuffle.

Monday night at home alone, ultimately led to this.

Opening Credits: rock that body
Your mom finds out she's pregnant with you: pretend, release, the close
Slideshow of her pregnancy: no world for tomorrow
While she's delivering you: your hand in mine
Your first birthday: please, please, please, let me get what i want
You growing up: demons
Your first day of school: slowing down
Meeting your first friend: is this real
Your first day of middle school: a boy brushed red, living in black and white
Meeting your first crush: the next day
Your first kiss: the feel good drag
Fighting with your parents: rise up
Fighting with your friends: babygirl
Breaking up: missing you
Your first day of high school: you got lucky
Your sweet sixteen: on the wing
Your first time having sex: summer tounges
Your 18th birthday: cut me up jenny
Your graduation ceremony: it's cold in the shade, let's move to the sun
Your first day of college: let's go
Your first college party: dear child (i've been dying to reach you)
Meeting your true love: ..off by heart
Getting married: i don't feel very receptive today
Finding out you/your spouse is pregnant: the ghost of st. valentine
Having your first child: hero
Getting old: i can't go on
Your spouse gets sick: wirte your pretentious squalls (off again)
They die: her advice cost us a life
At their funeral: sugar town
You end up in the hospital: the permanent rain
Your death: stationary
Your funeral: the downfall of us all

People's Themes
Yours: disconnect
Your best friend: disintegration
Your first crush: sam malone
Your mom: she loves me so
Your dad: too bright to see too loud to hear
Your sibling(s): don't do me like that
Your worst enemy: lost
Your signifigant other: forget love, i just want you to make sense to me tonight
Your first child: a day late
Your first grandchild: hello, i'm in delaware.

What You Listen To When...
You're happy: it's dangerous business walking out your front door
You're upset: a city called coma pt II
You're angry: heads or tails? real or not
You're depressed: night diving
You're cleaning: this is war
You're working out: at last
You're bored: save me
You're doing homework: the road and the damned
You're eating: sink into me
You're thinking: stop draggin' me around
You're going to sleep: you make my dreams
You're feeling sick: nj legion iced tea
You're going shopping: i'm made of wax, larry. what are you made of?
You're hanging out with your friends: born in the rainy days of may
You're on a date: under control
You're having sex: if it means a lot to you
You're at a party: calm, calm, calm yourself.
You're driving: a call to arms
You're on a plane: the blue note
You're relaxing: sing out
You're on vacation: changing

Random
Your friends think your theme is: blur
Your family thinks your theme is: bookends
Your signifigant other thinks your theme is: carpathia
What reminds your enemy of you: i would do anything
What song makes you sad: antlion
Makes you happy: now generation
Makes you mad: boom boom pow
Gives you energy: never take friendship personal
Makes you tired: turn off the lights, i'm watching back to the future
You love to hate: springtime out the van window
You hate to love: sunburn vs rhinovirus
Makes you think: wedding/funeral
Makes you wonder: 12 hours, 630 miles
What song inspires you: you already know what you are
Motivates you: new again
Makes you feel invincible: on the brink

Even More Random
When you trip: mary jane's last dance
When you fall: the first day of work at the microscope store
When you're trying to look cool: alive
When you have no idea what's going on: she wolf
When you can't figure something out: paperthin hymn
When you're dancing around the house cuz you're home alone: settledown
What you sing in the shower: and i told them i invented times new roman
When you're getting dressed: they move on tracks of never ending light
When you're talking on the phone: calm touching
When you're sneaking out: ball out ($500)
When you get caught sneaking back in: reckoning
When you think about life: wooden soldiers
What actually sums up your life: a protest in lines too thin to read
How people will remember you: the backwards pumpkin song
How you want people to remember you: like knives
The best song out there: this is goodbye
The worst song out there: imma be
Worst song by the best artist: a light in a darkened world
Best song by the worst artist: rochambo
Ending Credits: walking past you

Oww! My Most of Me.

On August 16th 2008, my Great-Grandpa passed away.

On August 16th 2009, my beautiful Great-Grandma joined her husband.

Great-Grandparents are sometimes a distant title to some people. But my greats were HEAVILY involved in my life. I was closer to them than any Grandparents I had.

Watching their health decline over the past 5 years has been devestating. Losing them, hurts too. But it's bittersweet. To know what they're together again, those two highschool sweethearts, makes my heart almost explode with joy. After 365 days, my Grandpa finally got his "sweets" back.

My grandparents, as far as I knew them, were epic. Seriously. Epic. Spiritually. And as a couple. They're everything I hope me and my F.E.C. to be.

When I was in 8th Grade I wrote a biography about my Grandma. About 3 years ago she told me she wanted me to read it at her funeral. So I revised it, and did just that.

Anna Dean Hatch was born October 27th 1924 in Richfield UT to Nelly and William Ward. She grew up with her 3 other siblings, (she had 11 but 8 passed away when they were born.) She always had tons of fun in the neighborhood she grew up in. Her and her family used to take trips together in together in their old Model-A Ford. She got her first job when she was 16 in an ice cream parlor. (where she later serendipitously met my grandpa)

She always said that her number one priority is her family, and the way she talked about us, you could tell that was the truth. She had, 4 kids, 5 grandchildren, and 16 great-grandchildren. She was always willing to help someone in need, in or outside of the family, even me, when I decided I NEEDED chocolate milk at 3 AM. She did it without complaining (obviously, the no-complain policy is something that I didn't pick up on fully.) I am just grateful to have had such a loving grandma.

Her appearance was very very comforting. Every time I saw her I felt safe. Because it always seemed as though, I was going to change, the world was going to change, and everything would always be ever-changing. But Grandma was never going to change, and she would always love you.

She had red curly-poofy hair (that really... never changed. and also served it's purpose as sort of a "lighthouse" for whenever you lost her in a store.) and she had hazel eyes that changed from green to brown (just like mine.) She had small soft hands, and her smell was probably some sort of Avon perfume (she had a passionate love affair with Avon products), but to me it was Grandma's Signature Smell. She was one of the most beautiful women that I knew, even with all her years. Even though, once when I was younger I was sitting in her lap and I bluntly said, "Grandma, I love you but I hate the skin you're in."

There had also been hard times for this remarkable woman, she was just a child during the Great Depression and there was little money and food. She lived to see the loss of her parents, her brother and two sisters, her son Michael, her granddaughter Marnie, her great-grandson Joseph, and her husband Blaine. But in all the hard-times, she never lost faith that she would be with them again someday. Her testimony was more priceless to me than I think even she understood.

My grandpa and grandma were married on February 9, 1946. They shared 62 years together. And as my 13 year old self described in an unrevised copy of this biography, "they went through like a million houses." My grandma always told me that my grandpa was the love of her live, and I hope to find someone that I can be with for eternity, like my grandparents. I know that they're together again now, which is definitely something we can all be happy about.

I had many fun and fond memories with my grandma, as we all did. And I am so grateful for those times, and to have her be a part of our lives and be such a wonderful example to all of us. We’ve all suffered a great loss in her passing. But, to be cliche, we shouldn't cry because it's over, we should smile because it happened, and remember that we'll be with her again someday.

Life remains great.

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tissue for your issue.

I have a lot to say. But not a lot of energy to say it.

She only loved two things. The first was her long dark hair. The second, was how easily she could cut it off. And feel nothing.