WITC

Since I have been back at my parent's house, I've had a generous amount of extra time to catch up on my blog-stalking, pinterest pinning, youtubing and all around internet surfing. I've lost a lot of weight from all the verbing. Not really, but I have had a lot of time to work out.. Ogden Gold's gym. They have a track where you run above the weight machines and basketball courts. I was glad it is pants at the gym season because I'm convinced a lot of the time spent lifting weights doubles for guys as time spent watching ladies run. Not the best angle, but I guess they figure that in.

But here are some internet favorites I've found this break-

New Girl Christmas episode here. I laughed, I cried, solid episode. Zooey is so great. And SNL's holiday episode is good as always.

Re-watching most of Jenna Marbles youtube videos- how to trick people into thinking you're good looking is still a personal fav. Call me a prude, but I wish I could edit her, little crass. Also shi* girls say.. It's funny, and my mom loves it.

Found some great prints-

 

Also added fuel to the fire of my tile obsession-

And started in on a little project involving this pattern, and a mahogany cabinet door-

Little escape from the seasonal affective disorder-

   whereisthecool.com 

Which you will have to check out for yourself, as I can't figure out how to copy images from the website

Thanks to some direction from my sister, I've been enjoying the stylings of Elizabeth Kimberly Design 

Aaand I would post some pictures of recipes I've found, tried and love but.. Last night my friend, Andrew and I ate at the Copper Onion (great food) in SLC and I have been sick from it ever since halfway through Mission Impossible Ghost Protocol (great movie). 

Excited for another Christmas dinner tonight with friends I love!

Is this real life?

I vaguely remember when all nighters were super rad, but there is nothing nigh on resembling rad about the past five hours. Nothing rad about sitting on the floor halfway in the closet of our hotel room, listening to music at 5 am trying not to wake anyone up. Me and some girlfriends are in Moab for a race that starts in about... 4 hours and I have given up on sleep finding me at all. I can't even stay mad though, life is too good when you're in Moab, I can feel it even now ;)

Why

Why is it that aaaall my favorite shows get cancelled? Lipstick Jungle, Perfect Couples, The Lying Game, The Playboy Club, Cougar Town

Next thing you know, Once Upon A Time is going to get cancelled. I just can't believe it hasn't happened yet ha ha.. Maybe I watch too much Hulu. Sue me.

IT Happened!

I ate the most delicious sweet thing I've ever had. :)
Forgive the meager photo quality, my apple crisp + sea salt caramel truffle icecream

I know, I'm as surprised as any of you that it wasn't a peanut butter/chocolate combo.








Oh my goodness was this good guys. I'm sure I don't have to explain, but you put the crumble over the icecream.. bon appetit











Guess who finally got their wisdom teeth out?? This girl!

A good look for me, I daresay. I wish I could upload videos, there is an awful one of me on the drive home from the surgery (I think I was recording one as a loyalty to my friends Jessica & McKenna who had requested it) where I am mumbling incoherently and crying hahaha. My lips are moving and sounds are coming out but they aren't really words, and I give up after a couple seconds and let the phone fall to the ground.

I'm healed up enough to cook Thanksgiving dishes thank goodness! We were in the grocery store today and this little girl kept looking at me so I asked Mom if she thought it was because I looked so fat, and she said she thought it was probably because I am so pretty. Good Mama.

The Hollywood House

Today, I am particularly grateful for my house. My ex-frat, big enough to comfortably fit nine girls under one roof-house. It really is so fun, and one of those things you just do once when you're young, so you better enjoy it. Every one of my roommates is ridiculously unique and it makes for a welcomingly different atmosphere here in Provo. We all sat next to each other in Sacrament mtg today and we filled up a whole row in the middle aisle, I don't know if anyone else noticed but I thought it was hilarious. Even though they leave gross food sitting on the stove, dishes in the sink, trash overflowing, I love them and feel blessed to be here.

And yes, when you drive by on University Ave, we do have a decorated tree up in the window already. Enjoy.

Dear Pastor Jeffress, Robert Starling's eloquent response

I wanted to share this in case any of you hadn't had the opportunity to read his words. Not surprisingly, Robert's rebuttal is non-offensive, factual, and a product of careful contemplation. It's a good reminder that ours should always be a message of love; even amidst inflammatory, hurtful accusations.

-Natalie

 

A Mormon's respectful response to being called a "Cult" or "not Christians"

Dear Pastor Jeffress (of First Baptist Dallas),


I’m just one of the millions of people who saw and heard on TV news shows your statements that “Mormonism is a cult” and “not a part of orthodox Christianity”.  As a faithful lifelong member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints I felt a strong reaction to those statements, as you might imagine.  My remarks here are only my personal thoughts, but I assure you they are heartfelt.


My reaction was twofold.   First, I saw your remarks as an unfortunate “below-the-belt” swipe at Mitt Romney in the hopes of advancing your own favorite political candidate.   While you certainly have the right to do that, I think many Americans join me in feeling that such a move was beneath a prominent religious leader such as yourself. 
Second, as a devoted believer and follower of Jesus Christ I was saddened that you felt the need to speak out against my faith and beliefs.  I’m sure there are those who think it was done with malice, but I’ll try to do the Christ-like thing and give you the benefit of the doubt.  Perhaps you’ve just been misinformed about “Mormonism” as many others have been.


But it might surprise you to learn that I actually agree with part of what you said, although perhaps for different reasons than you might imagine.


You said that Mitt Romney is “not a Christian” (and by association myself and the other six million-plus Americans who are Latter-day Saints).  But I believe you need to be more specific.  There are many different kinds or “flavors” of Christians.  I agree that the LDS people are not Baptist Christians or Evangelical Christians or Catholic Christians, etc.   I will even agree that we’re not part of  “orthodox” or “traditional” flavor of Christianity, if by that you mean the post-Nicene church that became the “universal” or “catholic” version of Christendom. 
I believe my faith to be the original church of the Corinthians, the Ephesians, and yes, those who were first called Christians in Antioch,  - that same church now restored in these latter days.  So I call myself a “latter-day Christian", with theological roots that precede the “historical” or “orthodox” version that was the product of the various councils and creeds.  That “orthodoxy” eventually became so corrupt and so apostate that the Reformers broke away from it in protest of its having “fallen away” from Biblical truths (2 Thess. 2) and “changed the ordinances” (Isa. 24:5) so that the “faith once delivered to the saints” (Jude 1:3) was no longer recognizable as the church that Jesus organized.


There were many enlightened Christian thinkers and theologians in history who, like Joseph Smith, believed that Christianity had become apostate and that a restoration of the New Testament church of Christ was necessary.  John Wesley the founder of Methodism wrote:


It does not appear that these extraordinary gifts of the Holy Ghost were common in the Church for more than two or three centuries. We seldom hear of them after that fatal period when the Emperor Constantine called himself a Christian; . . . From this time they almost totally ceased; . . . The Christians had no more of the Spirit of Christ than the other Heathens . . . . This was the real cause why the extraordinary gifts of the Holy Ghost were no longer to be found in the Christian Church; because the Christians were turned Heathens again, and had only a dead form left.
The Works of John Wesley, vol. 7, pp.26-27


As I’m sure you well know, John Smythe the founder of the Baptists first left his position as a Church of England minister and joined the Separatists, but then dissolved his congregation to re-form it as the first General Baptist church among English expatriates in Amsterdam in 1609.  He felt that the “historic” or “orthodox” Christianity of his time had wandered astray, especially with regard to the apostate doctrine of infant baptism.  Those first Baptists were considered a “cult” by many Protestants in the “traditional” Christian denominations that persecuted them unmercifully.


Around 1640, Roger Williams of Providence, Rhode Island, founder of the first Baptist church in America refused to continue as pastor on the grounds that there was:


… no regularly‑constituted church on earth, nor any person authorized to administer any Church ordinance: nor could there be until new apostles are sent by the great Head of the Church, for whose coming, I am seeking.
 (Picturesque America, or the Land We Live In, ed. William Cullen Bryant, New York: D. Appleton and Co., 1872, vol. 1, p. 502.)


If I understand your words correctly your definition of a Christian (and that of most Evangelicals) is a pretty narrow one, far different from the standard meaning found in most dictionaries.  Personally I think anyone who accepts Jesus Christ as the Only Begotten Son of God and as his/her personal Savior who died for our sins and was bodily resurrected on the third day is a Christian.  C.S. Lewis described such people as “mere” Christians.


But your narrow definition would exclude anyone who:


1. Does not believe in a closed canon of the 66 books of the Protestant Bible.
2. Does not accept the Nicene Creed as an accurate description of the nature of God the Father, His Son Jesus Christ, and the Holy Ghost.
3. Believes in living prophets and apostles as the “foundation” of Christ’s earthly church.
4. Believes in continuing revelation from God to man.
     
I could go on.  I’m very familiar with the standard arguments against “Mormonism”.
But the Bible says that believers in Christ were first called Christians at Antioch (Acts 11:26).  I would respectfully submit that those Christians:


1. Did not believe in a closed canon of scripture.  (some of the New Testament had not yet been written.)
2. Did not accept the Nicene Creed as an accurate description of the nature of God the Father, His Son Jesus Christ, and the Holy Ghost.  (it would not be written for 300 years)
3. Believed in living apostles and prophets as the “foundation” of Christ’s earthly church.
4. Believed in continuing revelation from God to man.


So if you’re going to say that Mitt and I are not Christians based on those reasons, you’ll have to say that the believers in Antioch were not Christians either according to your definition.
You said in your Hardball interview that “Mormonism” is a “cult” because:


1. “Mormonism came 1800 years after Jesus Christ”
2. “Mormonism has its own human leader, Joseph Smith”
3. “it has its own set of doctrines”
4. “it has its own religious book, The Book of Mormon, in addition to the Bible”


Your exact following words were:  “and so by that definition it is a theological cult”.  You made a weak distinction between a theological cult and a sociological one, but most people will not even notice that fine differentiation.  It was obvious to any sophisticated viewer that your main goal was to keep repeating the word “cult”.   It’s such an inflammatory buzz word that I’m sure your goal is to use it as often as you can to scare people away from “Mormonism” without seriously considering our theology and our beliefs.  It’s a word used to end or avoid discussion, not to foster it.  As a Latter-day Saint I welcome the opportunity to “stand ready to give a reason for the faith that is in me”, but those who sling around the word “cult” with respect to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints seek to cut off debate rather than to encourage dialog.  It’s as though they are afraid of an open and honest discussion.


But following your own definition of “cult” for a moment, I’d like to respectfully submit that:


1. Roman Catholicism came 300 years after Jesus Christ.
2. Roman Catholicism has its own human leader, the Pope (or Peter if you accept the Catholic claims that he was the first Pope)
3. Roman Catholicism has its own set of doctrines (Mariology, transubstantiation, priestly celibacy, veneration of  “saints”, indulgences, etc.)
4. Roman Catholicism has its own religious books (9 deuterocanonical more than those found in the Protestant Bible – also used in Eastern Orthodox churches)


And even your own Baptist flavor of Christianity in some ways fits your definition of what makes a cult;


1. “Baptistism” came 1609 years after Jesus Christ
2. “Baptistism” had its own human leader John Smythe – a Church of England minister (see footnote below from the website of  the Baptist History and Heritage Society)
3. “Baptistism” had its own unique doctrines, including the “believer’s baptism” of adults.
4. “Baptistism” was considered a cult by the “orthodox” or “traditional” or “historic” Christian denominations of the time.  In fact Baptists suffered severe persecution from other Christians who believed in the “mainline” doctrine of infant baptism prevalent in that era.  Thousands of Baptists were martyred for baptizing adults.


One of the dictionary definitions of a cult is that is a small isolated group that is out of the mainstream.  That certainly does not apply to my church.  The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the fourth largest religion in America, and the second largest Christian church in Washington, Oregon, and California (after Catholicism).  You mentioned that there are 15 million Southern Baptists.  By 2012 at the present rate of growth there will be more Latter-day Saints than that.


Pastor Jeffress, in order to be consistent and truthful you would have to admit that the same definition you’ve used to brand “Mormonism” a cult applies at least in part to  Roman Catholicism and “Baptistism” as well.  Are you willing to say that on national television?  I would hope so.  I would hope that you’d want to be totally consistent and truthful.


Thank you for your time.  I’m attaching a summary I wrote of what I believe happened to “the faith once delivered to the saints”.  There was a great apostacy that fundamentally changed the New Testament church of Jesus Christ into something so different that those Christians at Antioch or Peter or Paul would not have recognized it in the Dark Ages that came upon the earth.   (Amos 8:12)  That apostacy required the “restitution of all things” prophesied in Acts 3:21 to occur before Christ’s return.   That restitution or restoration of original Biblical Christianity was what was looked forward to by Roger Williams.


I testify to you that that restoration has come, and the original Christianity is back on the earth in its fullness as The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  If you would like to investigate these claims I’ll be happy to “bring forth my strong reasons” for “the faith that is in me.”  I would welcome a thoughtful dialog.


Cordially yours,


Robert Starling
A Latter-day Christian


(footnote to above reference to John Smyth)
BHHS -- Baptist Beginnings http://www.baptisthistory.org/baptistbeginnings.htm
The first General Baptist church, led by John Smyth, was founded in Amsterdam, Holland, in 1608/09. Its members were English refugees who had fled England to escape religious persecution. John Smyth was a minister in the Church of England. As a student and later as a pastor and teacher. …   By 1608/09, Smyth was convinced his Separatist church was not valid. Most of the members had only infant baptism, and the church was formed on the basis of a "covenant," rather than a confession of faith in Christ. Smyth therefore led the church to disband in 1608/09 and re-form on a new basis–a personal confession of faith in Christ, followed by believer’s baptism. Since none of the members had been baptized as believers, Smyth had to make a new beginning. He baptized himself and then baptized the others. His baptism was by sprinkling or pouring, but it was for believers only.

Bye bye facebook

Bye homies, I know you will miss me.

Hello sabbatical,

My name is Natalie and I have zero self control

(You can find this on pinterest, twitter and here)

Mostly pinterest and here, twitter is awfully confusing

I think I'll go to Boston

And go I did. Last week was a great week, started off with the Vivint black tie event. Good times, good people.

Then my darling roommate Alex and I went to the Thriller production put on by the Odyssey dance theatre. They did an awesome job and successfully freaked me out.

The Joker made a special appearance alongside some of the cast members.












Finally the main event: I stayed with the Jones family (my sister) at their home in Belmont. My mom stayed with them the week before I got there, and thankfully our visits overlapped for a day so that we could get another crazy humidity hair picture

This blog post isn't going to be very much fun for people I can already tell, because I'm mainly going to be bragging about how great my family is.

 

We went to the North End for some dinner and dessert. We ate at this Italian restaurant (Mother Anna's) and I can't begin to relay to you how delicious it was. I ordered the tortellini with mushrooms, spinach, and artichokes. The first thing Spencer said when he tried it was, "Oh, yeah that's not good for you." Aaand it wasn't. But it was really great for my heart. (But not actually) Should have gotten a picture of that but my phone was out of commission mostly the entire time so photos were hard to come by. Also I always feel weird when I take pictures of food. But that won't be stopping me in the future-heads up.

 Afterwards, dessert was at Mike's Pastry Shop. A must-try there, seriously everyone was carrying boxes of it. I got a boston cream puff, which I wasn't anticipating enjoying-mainly I just stress ordered because everyone was yelling and shoving around me- and I ended up loving it. It was made with custard. Which was obvious to everyone but me. Custard is good, I didn't know.

A lot of the trip was spent hanging out with my sister and the nieces and nephew, which was more than fine by me. I learn so much every time I am around Andrea and I just love those kids like they were my own. So.. I enjoyed my sister's delicious, healthy home cooking, went on a thirty-some mile bike ride with Spencer up through Lexington, saw a lot of historical monuments, ran waaay to early in the morning, donated blood at a church that had a sign posted outside about an "urgent need for blood" (made me feel really good about myself), attended our own church at a very cool chapel right below the Boston temple, walked the streets of Harvard like a sellout wannabe (Harvard is super great, I'm forcing my children to apply), watched a good amount of Iron Chef and 30 Rock, got bit by some poisonous something raking leaves, lobster rolls, did some serious 1st grade math with my best friend Kate and all in all just really enjoyed the east coast. 

Did I mention my family is the greatest? Because they really are.

I wish someone would set fire to the rain

Holy moley we know I love fall and even a little cold weather but if this is a foreshadow to the winter I will be a spectator to: I quit. I am wearing two shirts, a sweatshirt, pants, two pairs of socks, boots and a blanket and I am frozen through. October 6th, let the record show. I can't even change into my clothes to go to the gym, I can't do anything but sit here. Typing is becoming difficult. Hahahahahha... NO Heat In This House.

Stealing back my Saturdays

 A cougar loss Saturday can still be a good day-
Who knew?
Today was great..
watched the roomie's flag football game
picked up raspberries from a cute roadside stand
hiked the Y like a bad a
Had the most incredible fish taco from Rubios (seriously, best I've ever gotten there or anywhere)
watched the cougy game with my bfff McKenna
went out to din at Flemings with a great guy.. filet mignon, creamed corn, insanely good potatoes, crab cakes
walked downtown SLC/drive home- Beemer, canyon, good music
became a champ at pool and was sold on my company's own sales pitch
Coming home to my darling roommate

Unwind

Thank goodness for our capacity to remember. To be able to remember exactly how we felt, the raw emotions of a moment, it's seriously incredible. This post is a dedication to my lovely missionary, Shalyse. I just finished writing her a letter and I bawled the whole way through, she is so exceptional. I do this thing where I try and forget about good things when they are out of my life, I think as a defense mechanism or just a way of adapting to a new reality (for lack of a less dramatic way to put it). But as I was responding to her spiritual, sweet letter I was flooded with so many memories and I just so appreciate who she is and makes me be. I think it is important to always look forward, but you really miss the point entirely if you don't check who it is you've become with who you were/wanted to be. We have such a capacity for growth, and love, and acceptance and tonight was a needed reminder. It's so easy to get caught up in routine and waste away days with hectic schedules and tired attempts at merely fulfilling what is expected of you. I've been putting off enjoying life and that's gotta stop.

Can't wait for you to come home!

Ben Lomond the King

I don't want to beat a dead horse, what with my facebook picture posting but wow. Today was nuts. My friend Courtney and I wanted to hike to Ben Lomond peak. So much.. that we ignored Pat's advice (Pat owns a little breakfast/lunch hut in Eden and is a really great guy) and set off on the trail out of North Fork-since the divide is still closed till the 15th, blah whatever, taking the canyon is soooo annoying. So we started off and it was still marginally cloudy, but decent. Just the right temperature for a half day hike-7.8 miles up and 7.8 miles down. All the bushes, trees and leaves across the trail were wet so we were staying cool, but our shoes were already soaked a minute into our hike.

La dee dah.. Anyway, about 5/8ths the way up the trail it starts to rain a little more than the sporadic light sprinkles we had hitherto been experiencing and so begins the random all-out downpours. At first we're like- "oh fun, let's put our hair down and it will get all curly, yay hiking is fun."

"It's fun to look like Zelda.. yay." Haha. Unfortunately, the higher we got, the more impassible the trail became. But due to the decreasing oxygen hahaha jk, due to us being stubborn (me) and the fact that we couldn't get much wetter, we continued on. The trail had become a small stream at this point; we crossed over fallen trees that looked like they had been struck by lightning, and the trail and the land started to mesh into one.
We came around a corner and it was foggy foggy, but we looked to our left and could see glacier-sized mounds of snow (where the h are we). We were in a meadow on the top ridgeline, and we were in the middle of weather warfare.

Don't let the smiles fool you, they fool even me now, but we were absolutely terrified! We learned later that today Ben Lomond received more rainfall than it has in one single day in some odd number of years, I can't remember. They also spotted a funnel cloud! Go figure.


Soooo.. We turned around right? No, we walk through this meadow (all the while I'm starting to shake for other reasons than just the mild hypothermia we were experiencing--lighting would strike us, we are the tallest thing for yards and yards). We are like .5 miles from summit-ing, so it really is painful to think of turning around. We start running up this rocky river that was a trail, jumping back and forth then we just look at each other and mutually accept there is no possible way for us to get to the top (Angels Landing much?)

If only that was where things got better for us... It was raining to the point where you can't see anything, you are as wet as you would be submerged in a lake, and we are tired and hungry. We find shelter-ish under this tree and tear out our PB&J's. Court owns hers like the crazy b she is and finishes in 5.3 seconds; and before I can even get mine out of my camelback, she's bounding down the hill. So I'm eating my sandwich while sprinting down this mountain, and the sandwich is either breaking off and falling or soaking wet when it gets in my mouth.. but we all know peanut butter can't taste bad no matter what and this is no exception-it was delicious. (Did you really expect me to not talk about food at all in a post?) There's a little lull in the rain and we manage to scrap a few photos like this pearl below.

"Hi I'm wet." We ran for at least an hour in this semi-conscious state, till we met something that roused us reeeal quick. I came around a corner and got 15 yards from a full-grown massive moose before I recognized up from down. A grand-daddy moose, but not old, just huge. I immediately feel my sandwich coming up as I motion to Court to back up the way we came. This beast of an animal is holding eye contact all the while (I didn't dare-I'm sure it would piss him off) and starts to move towards us a bit. We get around a switchback and I call my dad- he explains yes, they are confrontational (a lesson I learned 4-wheeling with a boyfriend in high school-they are not just like large deer) so we want to find a way around the trail and make noise so that he knows there's not just one vulnerable person. (Courtney). Haha but it was terrible, Court was crying, I was trying to remain calm but my voice was failing. We tried walking down through waist-high grass around him but he started to walk towards us when we did that. So we just went back where we came and waited-and waited- 40 minutes we waited, freezing cold for this mean moose to move.

Good news he did-so we had time for more pictures, not to mention a chance at life again

  
Hang loose guys.







So.. A few hours later we did make it to the bottom, I'm not sure how because my feet had been swollen with water for six hours but we arrived. And I haven't worn shoes since.

All joking aside, it was a pretty scary situation and I had a few minutes at the top where it crossed my mind we might not make it back down. It was a legitimate flash flood up there and the small rivers we had forded across at the beginning had become thick waterfalls. I was thinking fight-or-flight mode; weighing our options, planning our food-rationing and examining our supplies. And the moose was seriously too much. But I've got to say; I was running through the woods, soaked to nothing and I felt so good. It was rejuvenating to an extreme that I haven't really ever felt, I was completely confident in the fact that no matter how things turned out life is meant to be lived. Postcard that. I can't really explain it, but I'm grateful for the experience and grateful to be back in my apartment. Until some friends and I climb Timp on Friday :)

Walla walla

I discovered a lot of things this week.

1. The Hunger Games series is incredibly great.
2. The music I find myself playing most frequently sounds a lot better by the coast.
3. I'm a huge fan of my little sisters, I wish I could kidnap them once a month so they aren't growing up faster than I can keep up with.
5. I've been out of school too long, as my friend Alton can attest to, when I struggled to remember how to form sentences tonight (I blame jetlag).
5. I feel creativity-stifled. I need stimulation and to be around new people, places and opinions.
6. It's a bad idea to wear a dress at an airport/on a plane. Even though they are crazy comfy.
7. I need more fresh seafood on the reg(ular).
8. I could spend a lot of good hours on Pike's Street.
9. Jack's Mannequin is great this time of night.
and 10. I have a fixation with sailboats, and also want a dog.

cat daddy

So I'm sitting at work, I'm pinned to this seat till 2 am this July evening. Clearly the reps are blowing up my phone, so it's completely necessary that I be here. Regardless, I was looking through Anthro's current furniture options and the unpleasant thought came to me how similar real life is to the Sims when it comes to money. The way you just had to wade through the mundane, repetitive motion of everyday life until you've somehow saved enough to buy a couch. To what reward? You now have a couch. And that is nice, but really was it worth the bore? And where do you go from here-a matching chair? A complementary throw? I don't know, but who likes to think about that.
I suppose it's more about what you do in-between, with the time that still belongs to you. I don't pretend to be an expert at this, but I am pretty well practiced in doing what I want to do.

And what I want to do is spend every minute I'm not at work, outside. I've thought that I didn't like Utah weather but what I've learned is I just don't like doing what I don't like to do... I like snow, but I don't like walking to school in it.. because I don't like school. Has nothing to do with the snow itself. This is good to know, because it means that I'm not a pathologically negative person, I'm just impatient and self-centered.

   

One of the best parts of Provo is Provo Canyon. It literally has everything you could ever want from a canyon. (ha ha) But seriously, I went for a little walk before work on this trail and there were so many bikers out. And the river, like every other body of water around here, was flooded so there were people playing in it. It was so nice. The canyon is nice. Really work isn't so bad either, we made friendship bracelets and danced on the balcony, and stole food from the executives fridge and watched the fireworks. Mainly it just sucks now because everyone is gone and I don't want to answer the phone because whooo calls this time of night? Only creeps and people who are annoying.

Bentley baby

Wow I know I'm 12 years late and no one blogs anymore but HOLY SHI BENTLEY.. Ha ha I love the drama he is bringing! Ashley is a bit of a dimwit although I liked her, sad that Prince William is going to turn on her-throwing out the "I wish it was Emily or Chantel" card.
Personally, I love Bentley, reminds me of a lot of the guys I've dated.... Our lovely Utah breed. (I'm only half-kidding, I really do like him-he's funny and the rest of them are dumb)

Lately I don't like babies that much, but how cute is this?

Mmm

You convince yourself that you want it, but you don't know, you keep on tryin to wash the blood from your hands but it won't go.

Thank you MGMT for stealing the words from my mouth.. Nothing like second guessing every single decision you make. And continuing a cycle that's lasted 5+ years.... I like speaking in code on my blog, sorry.

But tonight I plan on making myself feel better in the best way I know how: BET, black entertainment. Rented 3 Tyler Perry dramas and it will be a good night.

Screw Utah summer, it will never be warm. I just know it.

Little update

This post serves the dual purpose of showing the speedy growth of not only my plant, but also my hair. One was natural, you figure out which :) You may also take note of the state of my nails and the fact that I don't have enough potting soil to fill my pretty pot. Work has been nutso, but Santa Monica tomorrow!