So much is going through my mind today... Actually, this whole week has been a strange one for my brain.

Last Sunday I challenged the Young Women to read their Book of Mormons for 20 minutes everyday.    Un-naturally, I took their challenge for myself. I study the scriptures, listened to conference talks, watched Mormon Messages... I threw myself into studying the gospel and it was absolutely FANTASTIC! Heavenly Father has so much for us to learn if only we look for it. I have been looking for it and BOY has he been blessing me with those little snippets of paradise. Knowledge is power. The Spirit dwells with those who study the scriptures. I have felt that love, peace, comfort, joy, happiness, sadness, frustration that the scriptures can bring. Love for our Savior, comfort from the spirit, sadness for those who hardened their hearts and refused to repent, frustration that God literally spoke to them and they didn't want to hear it (Helaman has me feelin some type of way). Spiritually it has been an eye opening week.

I have the ability to suppress memories--as I assume you do too.  There are things that happened and things I did as a wee lad, and even recent, that I have repented for (I think) and prayed to forget as Christ has done so already. But, it isn't that easy. When I feel like I'm on top of the world and nothing can bring me down, something (inevitably) brings me down... and most of the time, it is a memory of the past.  Like right now, as I type this, I'm having floods of unwanted images and feelings taking over my brain and it causes so much anxiety. Why? Why does this happen? Is it the Father telling me that I haven't fully repented for those things? Why is it only certain times that these thoughts and impressions of negative memories come to me? MEH. 

This semester I took a calculus class. It is so hecka hard. AND, I'm getting a C in the class for the semester. I can't blame anyone but myself for it. It is an online class, I have SO MUCH time to do the assignments, the teacher is always there to help... I just didn't take advantage of it or have the desire to until the last week of the semester. Hahaha. If I can keep my GPA above a 3.5, I'm happy. I can still bring it up... RIGHT? Poop face Hannah, poop face! 

I have two warts on my left foot and ankle that I am in the process of removing... They are the nastiest things in the world. 

I cut 7 inches of my hair off. Refreshing.

My boss cried to my this week, sorta, and told me I was such a blessing to her. Yeah right Marvella, you are a blessing to ME! 

My mind is frustrating me. Somethings gotta give. 

Ps- I didn't feel like proofreading this... And, I'm not going to. Cuz, I still don't feel like it.


sucker punch to the face.... with a chair... made of lava.

How does that sound? Really dreamy? Yeah... Thought so, punk.

First things first, I'm the realest.

T-minus one month until I'm in the motherland breathing in her sweet aroma. YEEEE YEEE YEE!! I can't even wait. #utahimcominhome

But on the realsies. I have a lot of pressing things going through my mind:

1. It's Monday.
2. My ovaries and uterus are fighting baby velociraptors in my body.
3. I've gotten two... TWO... emails from the sweetest young men this morning. CJBrannen and DWBonaro--- word up boyz, I lurv you (Janet Bennett, if you are reading this, they BOTH want you to right them).
4. I'm drinking pineapple juice, not from concentrate, and its yummers.
5. I only have a three day work week.

Just kidding. I'm not that simple. I wish that was everything that compromised the mind of Hannah.... Life would be so sweet and innocent.

It has come to my attention, within the last few weeks, that I am young. Amma right? Right. And, I'm sure that it is easy to gather that I just want to be loved. Right? Right. WELLL lemme tell you something, that is no longer my mindset.

Why do I want to spend time with things that are not of the upmost importance right now? School, family, callings, work... THOSE are the things that are important. Not some silly boy who I think is cute and would help me in the process of producing rather delightful little children. No.... That isn't what I need to be focusing on right now.

Ladies and gents, if you pray to the Father, he will answer you. He will help you straighten your priorities out and give you the strength, hope and joy that comes from following HIS plan. OH HAPPY DAY!!!

Now, please enjoy this poem that I had to write last summer for my creative writing class...

Sitting, patiently waiting, passion brimming.
Ready to erupt—a pressured volcano.
Closing in, my thoughts now jumbled.

Is this the beginning of the magical end?
Shall we sit here anticipating a dread filled love?
A pathetic attempt at something deemed so just and beautiful.

 Innocence lost, the will of the carnal man has won.
Drifting in and out, lust and love thought of as one.
Dread gnawing at the beat of this desolate heart.
Is that steamy or what? It's like I have had some experience or something? Orrrr you just didn't realize that I had the hidden talent of writing extremely deep and sexually driven poems.
Bow chicka wow wow ;)


Sometimes putting into words how you really feel is the hardest thing anyone can ever make you do. Words just don't have the same power has real, true, raw emotion. If I could just spit a bunch of emotion all over the person rather than scrambling up some awkward phrases that don't come out right because I'm blubbering and my hands are flailing wildly and I just don't know how to say "iloveyou," I would be one happy girl. But, I can't. Thus, words will have to suffice.

I hope that the raw emotion that I feel deep within my very being will be somewhat expressed in this tiny little letter.

To my best friend:

Hi.  If I knew 4 years ago what I know today, I would have tried my hardest to be your friend from the very beginning.  Since that isn't feasible, I will settle for trying my hardest now until the rest of forever and always to maintain and expound upon the beautiful friendship that I have with you right this very second.

Never have I ever met a more patient, loving, charismatic, compassionate, feisty, spiritual, beautiful, intelligent, sarcastic, kind-hearted, witty person in my whole 20 years here on Mother Earth. YOU are AMAZING.

Though we both know that neither of us are perfect, you are seemingly similar to our Savior. Where as He has many names to his people, you have many names to me.

Simply, you are my....

better half
spiritual advisor
greatest confidant
secret keeper
very best friend
boo thang
soul sister
favorite Aunt Lauren
un-biological biological big sister
very best

I don't think people understand my infatuation with you... But, they really should. YOU are the LIGHT to my very life.

When I'm explaining to people something fantastic about me and my boo they reply oh yeah, your friend in Utah.. NO. My best friend. Yeah okay, your friend, what about her? NO.... MY BEST FRIEND YOU IDGIT!

SOOO-- let me just bust out some Urban Dictionary to help explain to the twig b words how you are so much more.

friend: "People who are aware of how retarded you are and still manage to be seen in public with you. People who make you laugh till you pee your pants. People who cry for you when one of your special items disappear. When you don't have enough money to get a ice cream, they chip in, they know all of your internet passwords. They would never make you cry just to be mean."

I think that's pretty accurate on a lot of different levels. But in all actuality, you are so much more.

best friend: "Very special people in your life. They are the first people you think about when you make plans. They are the first people you go to when you need someone to talk to. You will phone them up just to talk about nothing, or the most important things in your life. When you’re sad they will try their hardest to cheer you up. They give the best hugs in the world! They are the shoulder to cry on, because you know that they truly care about you. In most cases they would take a bullet for you, coz it would be too painful to watch you get hurt."

Now that's what I'm talking about. You are my best friend. You are the person I think about all of my days, you are the one I want to share my happy moments with and you are the one I want to tell all my sorrows to.

I wouldn't be who I am today without that beautiful friendship that I have with YOU.

Thank you for being the straw to my berry, the smoke to my high and the one I want to marry. You truly are like no other and I can't wait to see you.

Peace and boobies,



Once upon a time someone told me that I would never be a Utah boy's "type."  Well, dang.  There goes every hope and dream that I may have conjured up in my tiny brain over the last 4 years.  I can't help the fact that I am just drawn to that Utah boy charm... The cute little accent and lack of southern hospitality-- it's just so tasty. Heck. How would I know that I for sure love that specimen? I've never had the privilege of tasting the Utah boy; because, I'm not their type.

But, let's be real. I'm not very many people (men's) type.

I'm a female who is over six feet tall; I'm 'healthy' sized; I don't have perfectly white straight teeth; I have grody warts on my ankle (vomit); I have big hands and feet (I'm a giant); My right eyebrow is the most awkward un-arched piece of forehead mustache you can think of; PORES? Yeah, I have about a bajillion and 11 of them and they are the size of watermelons; Stretch marks; Physically I am not anyone's type. Right?


I am everyone's type and if you can't see that then go jump off of a cliff into a pit of cockroaches, you piece of not nice person.

I have some dang good qualities.  Physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually... I'm a dang good catch. If you can't see that... Then dang you.

There are too many people out there who just don't know. They don't know themselves and what they REALLY want... They know the standards that society has set and then decided that is what they want, too. Is it really? Like... Really really? Cool. I'm not here to diss anyone; however, I am here to say quit being so shallow and broaden your horizons.

Let's just sit here and be ravished by my good qualities for a tiny, brief, moment.

Physically: I'm a bombshell.

I have the cutest little freckles on both of my hands in, almost, the same spot (in between my ring finger and pinky). They are just so cute.  My eyes change colors.  Depending on my mood, what I'm wearing, the weather... Anywhere from a nice sparkly emerald to a grey to a brown hazel and occasionally we get a nice orange/red hue around my cornea.  Super fun, right? That mane of mine is something else. It's so thick and flowey and long and just plain enticing! My height? It makes me. I am over 72 inches tall and I think that is pretty dang great. How many other ladies do you know that tall? None. Just me. I am beautiful. I am absolutely 100% a beauty queen, bombshell, fine looking lady.

Spiritually: I'm progressing.

I have the very best calling in the whole LDS church. I am a young women's advisor. I have a testimony that our Father in Heaven loves us. I have a firm belief that Joseph Smith restored Christ's church here on earth today. I know that I am a daughter of the MOST HIGH King-- I am a daughter of God. I understand the importance of utilizing the Atonement of Jesus Christ and how great it is to be made clean through the cleansing powers of that great and infinite Atonement. I am in-tune with the most precious Holy Ghost and He leads and guides and directs my everyday life. I am blessed.

Intellectually: I'm a scholar.

My schooling is paid for. I maintain a higher than average GPA. My professors always commend me for my work. I LOVE learning. There is never a moment that I am not learning. Knowledge is such a valuable, precious, thing.  I can't imagine life without the ability to to learn and to grow mentally, physically, emotionally, spiritually... It's the BEST!

Ya know what? I am great. Not to toot my own metaphorical horn but I am seriously a catch.  Who needs someone in their life that can't appreciate all of those fantastic characteristics instantaneously? Obviously they aren't worth my time, or yours.

I am Hannah and Hannah is me. I would never ask to be anything but me nor can I dream of being anything other than 73 inches of pure happiness. 

Elbow Nipples

I've been feeling all too blessed to be here in this big bad world that we call home.  But... what comfort I feel when I realize that this is not home is fifteen katrillion bajillion mcmillion times better. This is the time to prepare to meet God. That is what I shall do. Prepare like a mad man.

Howevzies, that's not what I want to talk about at this time. Nope not at all. I want to talk about my Momzie. Shez the bestiez.

||| DONNA |||
Age: 39 years and 343 days old
Favorite color: Purple
Guilty pleasure: Pillows (hers loves tos sleeps withs pillers)
Nickname[s]: Mom, Mommy, Mother, Mumzie, Mummy, Maw 

This here is my mommy. This straw to my berry. The Fat to my Amy. The best to my friend. The crazy to my *b*. She's the bomb and I'm so blessed, SO blessed, to have her as the one to guide me down the paths of righteousness. 

Let me tell you a little something about this momzilla of my mine.

At the tender age of 25 she was diagnosed with a slew of health problems. One of which is Rheumatoid Arthritis (RA).

Rheumatoid Arthritis (RA) is a chronic disease that causes pain, stiffness, swelling, and loss of function in the joints. It occurs when your immune system, the system that protects your body from outside harm, mistakenly starts attacking healthy tissue.

This causes inflammation that leads to swelling in the joints, making them progressively less and less mobile. If not managed properly, over time, RA can cause joint damage—and can even result in permanent joint destruction. And keep you from doing the things you love.

The autoimmune process that wreaks havoc on the joints can also affect the eyes, lungs, skin, heart and blood vessels, and other organs. The medications you take for RA can have unwanted side effects as well. And, dealing with a chronic disease like RA day in and day out may cause emotional distress. Many people with RA suffer from depression.

Ol' girl has RA to the worst extent. 
Physically, she is a lame horse. 
Emotionally, she is a ticking time bomb. 
Mentally, she as sharp as a tack. 

ME? Meh. My emotions are sad. 
When I think of my mommy, it makes my whole heart sad. She is SO young and has been given SO much.  Sure, she's made some silly decisions up until the age of 25; but, HEY she is a changed lady and I'm blessed to have her. 

On the rheumatoid factor--a blood test that measures the amount of the RF antibody in the blood-- she doesn't even register on the scale. You get this little figure " >1000" Isn't that promising? 

My mom is sicky. One day she will get better AND it will be great. But until then, I just want you to know about this little gem who has the very best title in the world: Mommy. 

RA is a bitch. What hurts more than anything is knowing that Sophia and John haven't had the same Donna that I did at their age. A part of me covets that special time I had with her when she was healthy but another part of my wants to shove those memories away so it is fair to the young little kiddos. MEH. ya do what ya gots tuh do. 

I'm blessed. So are you. 

PS- Elbow Nipples are what we call mom's nodules on her elbows... They look like the daintiest little nippy nips. If you're nice, she'll let you touch them (;

904 < 801

In 99 short short days, I will be in the promised land.


That is all.

Enjoy some things that make me happy:

Funny messages from your bae. 

An elder who I used to hate... But now he holds a tiny little piece of my heart. Kinda. 

Krysti and I define awk-uh-awkward. 

No spaces, journal quoting, while at work.... YEAH! 

God is good friends, God is good. 

Sugar Honey Iced Tea

Well, shoot.

I didn't want this to happen. Not even a tiny bit. I'll just be over here listening to this. Over and over and over and over... Until... Forever.

Why are boys so dang confusing?!?!

I just want to be in love already. NO. I'm lying to you. I don't want to be in love, I want a man to appreciate me. I want him to be my very best friend where there is a great potential that love could blossom. I want to be able to send "good morning, cupcake" texts to a delectable young man and know that he is smiling so brightly because of it. I want to know that I am more than just someone to be used. I want to know what makes him tick. I want to take long drives going nowhere with the windows down.  I want him to appreciate my attempt to understand sports... | Healer Jim has taught me a little about a lot, yet I still know nothing | I just want to experience life with another person... that I love.

But, that won't happen. Not even in the infamous marriage hungry LDS church. Why?

"Hannah, you have such a pretty face."
"If we weren't best friends, you'd be my type."
"Why do you have to be so tall?"
"We can go out but on the other side of town." (you'd be surprised ow many times of heard this one)
"You have such a sweet spirit."
"Hannah, I really need to tell you something... I... I just really... I just really like... NOT YOU." Oh who is not you? Don't worry, just your best friend.

Oh, Hannah... You have such a pretty sweet spirit face.

Looks are everything. My feelings do get hurt. I'm human. But, I like you... & the gospel is true. That's all I need.

Peace and Boobies,



As I was working my little life away for the State of Florida, this morning, I decided to take a little break to write a letter. Shout out to you Riley James for letting me poor my heart out-- you're a man's man and I love you to forever times infinity.

It was with this pouring of soul into a letter that I realized that I need to calm down and just appreciate this glorious life. I say that all of the time, right? Right. Well... Let me be more specific for you. I like to compare myself to other people. It isn't a great way to do things; but, it's how I do it. I hate the fact that I have three of the most gorgeous sisters in all of forever. A few choice best friends that are pretty damn sexy... Why can't I be damn sexy? Do you catch me yet? Everything in this life is about looks. You have to be the most thin, the biggest boobied, and overall natural beauty queen to be appreciated in life. MEHHH!!!! I AM NOT THOSE THINGS SO I MUST SUCK, RIGHT? Wrong.

Looks are not everything. Let me tell you... Suckers.

I am Hannah.

I was born in the greatest month in all of the year, May.

I am a girl who is over six feet tall who is extra svelte.

I have five siblings, two mothers, one father, over nine grandparents, three nieces, a nephew, a goddaughter, too many aunts and uncles, some choice cousins, six dogs and a cat (maybe three but I don't like those other two, so we'll go with one).

I have earned scholarships and grants to pay for my schooling.

I have a 3.7 GPA.

I work for a state agency.

I have a testimony of the restored gospel of Jesus Christ.

I am witty.

I am sarcastically brilliant.

I only but TOMS in hopes that I really am helping a child in need.

I am great.

Today, I caught the feelz. The feelings of love and appreciation for all things glorious and bright. I caught the feelings of Father's love for me and approval of my life. I am no longer trying to live my life according to my surroundings, I have no need to impress you.  I am pretty great just the way I am.  Fat, tall, green eyed, pigeon toed, gap teethed, fingernail biting, skirt wearing, lover.

I'm a lover not a fighter. Thus, I am no longer go to fight myself.


Keep calm and take a selfie, you'll feel better... I promise. 

Sad heart

Here is a tiny little secret for you.

I have this crazy thing called anxiety. Don't worry, you can't catch it.

It's a hard thing to deal with. The overwhelming feelings of panic, fear, uneasiness, sadness, anger... It's a real mental illness, peeps-- and I get to live it every day. Every. Damn. Day. It creeps up on you without warning, it shows it's ugly face in the worst of times, it triggers other problems, it sucks. Plain and simple.

HOWEVEEEEERRRRR... It's a tiny blessing.

1) it's comforting to know that Heavenly Father loves me enough to give me such a terrible obstacle to overcome

2) I have an excuse for my craziness... many women don't

The beautiful moment when you are able to go into a crowded room and not feel like every single person is judging you, that you're not good enough to be there and you don't have to use humor as a crutch, that my friends, is a great day. Normal to everyone else... But a great victory for us anxious people.

Life is beautiful. So are you. Don't forget it.

A day in the life....

Leave it in the comments of how lame you think my life is...

Just kidding. My life is really spectacular. I think... Kinda.

Want to hear a normal day of Hannah? Okay. HERE WE GO!!!

6:30 AM - 7:15 AM:::: Wake up
8:00 AM::: Twerk while at work.
12:00 PM::: Stop tweaking and go home.
...then the rest is history.

There is a lot of things happening in my life that are a wee bit scary. LIKE WHAT THE HECK.

The State of Florida is screwing my over.

School starts on the 25th of August. I AM PUMPED.

My friends are on missions and I reap the blessings from their service.

I have the greatest calling in the whole big bad world... I am an advisor for the Young Women. Happy day :)

Maybe I kinda like this guy. Whatevs. It's okay. I'm just going to love and support him in everything he does. Ain't nobody got time for all deez feelings. Like 4 realz.

Some people are so moody and I just can't deal.

The Gospel of Jesus Christ is good to me.

Love and boobies,


PS--- Want to see some of my happiness? Goodie goodie gumdrops!!
No words needed... 

'merica. (ps-- I'm pretty sure I got lice in this very picture... HAHAHA)

He loves me, I swear.

This is how two girls spend their sacrament meetings... Holding hands and feeling the spirit. 

Hey Jimi boy! Thanks for being a real cool dude. Having you as a little brother is such a blessing. 

These are the women in my life that I love a lot.. These are just a few of them.
Jimi, Mom, Mandy, Layla, ME (where am I looking? Hahaha), Krysti, Miss Shaunna. I have the greatest sisters. 

And she is off to the land of Idaho.  Happy mission Haylee Grace. Thank you for holding my hand and loving me through these last 4 years :) Eu te amo mucho Hermana Wilemon. 

NAPOLEON!!! You are so dang cute :) 

Hi, Elder Shelty Shelt... You can't be mad at me for putting a picture up... Cause you are looking dang good baby boo ;) 

No shame selfies at work... You like my headwear? Yeah... Me too. 

Miss Victoria. I like your face. 

Welcome home Christopher :)


Let's talk about sex baby...

...let's talk about you and me!!!

I recently read a tiny little wordpress bloggy blog by my favorite Riley James. He is the very best. So much so that he wrote a cute little piece of literature by the title of "hell with the birds and the bees."

He talked about of how easy it is to rely on people because they are just a net.  To the twos of ya, you consider one another to be a safe haven... When in fact it is just a toxic relationship based off of a fear of moving on.

WELLLLL-- I know all to well this exact feeling.  I know what it is like to depend on people and to want to be around people just because it is the quick fix, the easy way out.  JOKES ON YOU SUCKER. I am SO done relying on people because it is easy and convenient.  Think about it, is that any fun? Nope. Not even a tiny bit.

Go out there and be adventurous.  There are people to see, places to go, love to be given.  I don't want to go through life only taking the easy road.  I want to challenge myself and experience all that it has to give.  Ya feelz? I want to meet people and show them so much love!  I want to travel and take an obscene amount of pictures.  I want to be HAPPY and not have regrets.

This life is a great one.  I am becoming who I want to become. COOL, right?

Let's be real

When I was in the great state of Utah, I realized that people have funny funny accents. Like what the heck are you even saying kind of accents.  Rather than saying the word real, they say rill. Exactly how it is spelled, rill. Let's be rill. Like, are you fuh rill? It gets a tiny bit uncomfortable sometimes.  A part of you wants to laugh at the and be like "what are you even speaking, cause it isn't English" and the other part is just so tickled by the new form of the word real that you end up saying it to.  Moral of this story, I find myself saying ril instead of real... #noshame

SOOOOO----- let's be ril for a second.

I need to tell you of something that has been on my mind as of late...

An overactive imagination. I have an overactive imagination.  That is what is on my mind.

I have the ability to come up with these really interesting intricate stories in my mind and I hate it!! Because, then I get my hopes up. Then I get angry... Then I fall away. Not really, but kind of.

How do you tame such a wild beast?  Like whoa dang Hannah's brain, calm down!!

With this overactive brain, it is hard to decide what is personal revelation and what is just my brain playing tricks on me... One day, I will find out. And when I do, it will be a glorious day.


Elder crushes can suck it. 

Read this happiness. It's really just happiness. 

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood!

"In 21 days, I will have waited over 17 months to see what happens with a certain idea, a certain bit of inspiration, a little bit of personal revelation if you must. Yes? I don't know if I'm ready though. I'm not. I know I'm not. 17 months ago I decided I want to be a certain person and act a certain way... 17 months ago I was pleading and begging the Father to let time go by quickly. Now as I sit here, I don't know if I really want this to end. This learning time that I've been experiencing.  I have grown up a whole bunch, my sarcasm is still in it's prime, but am I really prepared to embark on this new journey?"

I wrote this little snippet of life in October of 2012. BOY OH BOY-- have things changed or what? 

That Heavenly Father of ours sure does know the ways to my heart. He is the very best friend that anyone could have. I thought I knew exactly what I wanted 2 years ago. But, I didn't. I was just struck by love and wanted nothing more than to have someone love me. LAMMMMEEEE!!!! I don't need that! I don't need someone to say "Oh, Hannah, you are just so hot and I love you and it's not just because you have big boobs, I swear..." But, like any hormonal 16-17 year old, that is what I wanted.

Gag me with a spoon.

I am grateful that Heavenly Father has a plan. I've been talking about that plan a whole bunch lately... I think it's because I'm finally starting to REALLY REALLY REALLY realize that everything that the Father wants to happen, will in fact happen. It is just up to me to be ready, worthy and willing to accept His plan.

I swear I'm not just referring to being madly in love with a smokin hot babe of a man who is a worthy priesthood holder and loves snuggles and sushi as much as me... I'm just talking about the man that will be my very best friend for eternities, the man that loves Christ and His restored church more than physically possible and the man that loves me for the beautiful daughter of God that I am.

I can wait for that. I am okay with waiting.

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood, friends!

"With God on our side we cannot fail... we will be VICTORIOUS!"

...he could be a sinner, or a gentleman


You were a good one to me Miss April. I had so much fun getting to experience you :) John turned 13. Sam turned 41. I finished up my second semester of school. I got my hair professionally did. I dissected a pig. I had just had fun. SO MUCH FUN!

Hi Bud. Thanks for being such a gem. This little man is such a beautiful soul :) The fun we had together is just fantastic. Worthy priesthood holders make my heart so so happy. Thank you Bud Mogli Pope for serving a mission. AND SISTER ESPLIN. Thanks for letting me get to love her too. 

Oink Oink Oink. This is Wilburita. I ripped her digestive/urinary/reproductive systems out. It was such a joy. 


Did you know there is such day as Assistant's Day? WELL, YES! I am grateful for my job. I am grateful for the opportunity to learn.  I am grateful for the sweetest officemates who support me and love me even though I'm 20 years younger than them :) 

Got my hair done professionally :) 
It's all blonde. 
It's so cute.
Flowy locks of hair. 

Tyler was set a part as a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He is to serve the people in the California, Bakersfield Mission.  

He came home for medical reasons, he'll be back out in 6 months. 

Waking up at 3:30 to take your BFF off to the airport is what you do when you love them and the gospel.  Tyty, I do love you SO MUCH. You and I hate each other a majority of the time but its the best type of hate. Thank you for being such a strong example. I love you bunches baby :) 

Oh. I turned 19. This is the delicious piece of cookie skillet that comes from Chili's. DELICIOUS.

I just like my daddy. Isn't he a funny one? Can you tell where I get my good looks from? 

My best friend Haylee Grace got her mission call. What a beautiful experience to watch her learn and grow and now serve a mission in the Idaho, Pocatello Mission Spanish speaking.  I can't wait to see the success she has. 

May is always my favorite month of the year. I think I am partial because of my birthday. Hehehe :) Not very many pictures but it was fantastic. 


School got out.  We were thrift storing. I told him I would only give him a quarter for his bubblegum if he took a picture with me.  Don't you love him? I love him. My teddybear. 

Father's Day picture 2014. We make the same faces... It makes me laugh a lot! Healer Jim is the shiz.

Every Wednesday I get to hang out with this beauty. Jarom you light up my whole life. If you ever want to laugh a whole lot... hang out with this sexy man! OW OW OW!!!

**He serenades me to this song: City and Colour - The Girl**

Once upon a time my BFF Mike told me he was getting married, remember that happened in March :) Well, I was planning on coming out to the great state for the reception but life happened and I didn't have the money for it... Sad day, right? No. That man and his family provided a way for me to come out there and spend the week in the land of the people. HOOZAH! 5 whole days of happiness. Here are just a few of the happy moments. 

Randie picked me up.  WHAT A HAPPY DAY! The first familiar face I see coming out to Utah. The only face I needed to see. She is mi soul skista. 


Lauren shellaced me. She is a good shellacer. Wanna have some shellac on your nails? 

Hannah, Lauren and Nathan. The three best friends that anyone could have. 

FINALLY meeting the Whippy. What a doll. Oh hey Scott. 
I hope :) 

The whole reason I came to the great state of love. Mike and Cindy Pelo :) 
How beautiful are they? The most beautiful.  I have never met a couple that is so grounded in the gospel, so in love, so passionate, so absolutely precious! Thank you for allowing me a tiny glance into your life Mr. and Mrs. Pelo. I love you both to forever :) 

Big Girl Lovin 904, Big Lovin 909 and Big Girl Lovin 801. BGL4LYFE. 

Provo, Utah at night time. Thank you for such a beautiful view. 

Thanks for snuggles Naphy. 

Dani-Girl is a betty and a half. 

The Osborn family is the cutest family ever! Nice smile Trav. I love your belly Sista Kitch. 

DigBum and Cupcake. 

Momma Pelo. Oh you are a lady. Thank you for loving me and accepting me into your family. I look up to you more than you could ever imagine. I love you Momma! 

Cindy, Mike and Hannah. We're his main chicks... Hahahaha! 

Miss Cindy is a beauty. She has such a spirit to her. The most beautiful spirit. 

THEN: I come home to go to lunch with Samuel Commander and my favorite Elda Fway-shuh (Elder Frazier) Sushi dates with the missionaries are the most fun! 


So far 2014 has been a wonderful year--

I have loved, lost, cried, laughed, started anew, ended some chapters, battled a few addictions, fought a tiny bit, realized my potential, struggled with pride, humbled myself, fell in love, fell out of love, realized it wasn't love, slept too much, didn't sleep enough, got into trouble at work, been appreciated, sent some letters, received some packages... 

I have been so blessed. God has given me such amazing opportunities this year.  Oh happy day. 

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Until so soon bloggy, I love you to pieces!!