Sunday, April 29, 2012

Music, Movies, and a Guest Post

     Visit sometime tomorrow (Monday) to read a guest post written by yours truly!! 


And... While you are anxiously waiting for that post (about self-motivation), you can listen to this awesome song that I've been wanting to post on here.

 It's all instrumental... and AWESOME!!

And then watch the following video clip from Hugo. Because that is the coolest movie ever and gives me goosebumps.

And this is the best scene.

It's awesome how many everyday things can be related to some sort of gospel principle.

Click here to view my post about Your Divine Purpose.


This post was like a 3-in-1.


Friday, April 27, 2012

Appreciating the Scriptures

You can learn more about the coming forth of the King James Bible and William Tyndale from the Fires of Faith documentaries. (If you haven't already watched them...)

I'd be willing to bet that there are many, many, MANY people that hugely take for granted the sacrifices of others.

I'm one of those people.

It happens a lot in life, and in our church.

Things that meant so much to people long - or not so long - ago... Things that they would die for... Mean little or nothing to many people nowadays.

The fact that we have all of this amazing scripture now... that is a miracle. 

Now... I can't always understand the Old Testament. I think that very few people can...


Seminary has taught me so much about understanding the Old Testament... and any scripture for that matter.

First of all, if you need help understanding what's going on... use study helps!!
We have a bunch of Institute study books that I've used when reading the Old Testament. There are all sorts of books that you can buy to help you read the scriptures - no matter where you're reading!

And remember that you will gain a lot from really studying, not just reading the scriptures. Try and pick apart the verses and find the hidden meanings. Sometimes they're not even that hidden, we just tend to skim over them when reading quickly. 

And also, if you start getting frustrated, remember that you don't have to understand every little verse. Hopefully you will spend your whole life studying the scriptures, and you can get something different from them every time. 

If you can't figure it out, move on. Just try to get the big, general picture. 

The scriptures are full of stories. They are history books. If you don't understand every principle that's written, stop and figure out what's going on, what people are involved, and what's the general lesson to be learned.

And if you are still having a hard time getting yourself to read the scriptures... here's my tip.

Start with the Doctrine and Covenants. Because it was written more recently, it's easier to understand, and is filled with amazing and beautiful scriptures.

So here's to not taking sacrifices for granted. 

Learn to appreciate the scriptures. They really will add more meaning to your life. 

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Real People.

One Good Woman by Cherie Call on Grooveshark

One Good Woman by Cherie Call

Mary Chilton never knew what the salty winds would do
When she stepped aboard and sailed away on a 1620 autumn day
At Plymouth Rock she was the first to touch dry ground
But she became an orphan when the winter came and the tears fell down
But she grew, and married a good man
And they had eleven children
And they would never understand what she'd been through but they knew 
That a girl of just thirteen 
Crossed one big ocean 
And that she grew up to be
One good woman

And Polly Angel didn't know what the hands of time would show
When she dressed in white and said, "I do" in the fall of 1832
Her life would change that very year forever more
When they heard the message of two strangers at their door they headed west
And Polly had six children, but only two survived
And they could never understand what she'd been through
But they knew that a woman of great faith
Crossed one big country
And that they were being raised 
By one good woman

There they are, written in the spaces of a family tree
Till it all comes down to me

I know that I can never say that I'm the only one who's prayed 
For pain to end or love to last or for time not to go by so fast
But it will fly and in a hundred years from now
Will there ever be someone who reads my name and wonders
If I laughed
Or if I believed in Jesus
Or if my heart were ever broken
They may never understand what I go through
But I will live the best that I know how
For one big lifetime
It's not too much to ask
Of one good woman


     To forget one’s ancestors is to be a brook without a source, a tree without a root. 
(Chinese Proverb)

I know I've shared the following quote before, but I love what President Gordon B. Hinckley said about remembering the pioneers...

“I will never get over being thankful to them; I hope you never get over being thankful to them. I hope that we will always remember them. . . . Let us read again and again, and read to our children or our children’s children, the accounts of those who suffered so much.”
- Gordon B. Hinckley  

Joseph Smith said that "The greatest responsibility in this world that God has laid upon us is to seek after our dead." Just remember while doing genealogy... That those people are not just names on a page. 

They really lived and breathed.
They quarreled with their siblings
They fell in love.
They worked for their families.
They were homemakers.
They played with their kids.
They burnt dinner.
They laughed and goofed off.

It's hard for us to imagine sometimes... but when you research your family history or do ordinances for those who have died... try to picture them. 

...I'll bet that they're up there with a smile on their face, so grateful to you for completing the work they couldn't finish while on the earth. 

Jacob and Esau: Forgive, and Move On

Once Upon a Time... there was Rebekah. Rebekah who was married to Isaac.

And that Rebekah... was barren.

BUT. Our God, who is a God of Miracles, blessed her with children.

Genesis 25:23 - And the Lord said unto her, Two nations are in thy womb, and two manner of people shall be separated from thy bowels; and the one people shall be stronger than the other people; and the elder shall serve the younger.

She was having twins. (Now with that in mind, read the verse again!)

And when they were born, there was Esau... the eldest son.
And then there was Jacob. His brother.

And these boys were rivals from birth.

Fast forward a few years.

One day Esau came in from the field. He was tired. Esau asked Jacob for some pottage.

And Jacob said, Sell me this day thy birthright. (see v. 31)
(Birthright: a particular right of possession or privilege one has from birth, esp. as an eldest child.)

And Esau did. He sold Jacob his birthright.
He gave up his special privelages for something that would give him temporary joy. A bowl of soup.

The story continues, and Esau gets married to Hittite wives. And this grieves his parents.

Now Isaac is dying. And he wants to bless Esau, his eldest son, before he dies. But Esau is not worthy. Rebekah helps Jacob to instead obtain this blessing. And it was taken away from Esau.

Genesis 27:41 - And Esau hated Jacob because of the blessing wherewith his father blessed him: and Esau said in his heart, The days of mourning for my father are at hand; then will I slay my brother Jacob.

Now Jacob goes away to serve Laban for what ended up being fourteen years. He did this so that he could have Rachel, Laban's daughter. 

But there comes a time when Jacob must return home. He prays for protection from Esau, and sends his brother gifts in advance. Remember, Esau wants to kill him.

Jacob is told that his life will be preserved. 

That being said, I'm not sure that the end of our little story was expected by Jacob.

One of my favorite verses in the Old Testament:

Genesis 33:4 - And Esau ran to meet him, and embraced him, and fell on his neck, and kissed him: and they wept.


     Well... I suppose absence makes the heart grow fonder. But the key here... is to Repent, Forgive, and Move on. 

D&C 64: 10 I, the Lord, will forgive whom I will forgive, but of you it is required to forgive all men.

     Whether or not we forgive and move on... it is completely our choice. We have complete power over it. 

     And just think of a world where everyone forgave everyone... always.

What a beautiful story...

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Friday, April 20, 2012

The Painting

I heard a really good story in seminary today... enjoy!

 The Painting
Author: Unknown

Years ago, there was a very wealthy man who, with his devoted young son, shared a passion for art collecting. Together they traveled around the world, adding only the finest art treasures to their collection. Priceless works by Picasso, Van Gogh, Monet and many others adorned the walls of the family estate. The widowed elder man looked on with satisfaction, as his only child became an experienced art collector. The son's trained eye and sharp business mind caused his father to beam with pride as they dealt with art collectors round the world.

As winter approached, war engulfed the nation and the young man left to serve his country. After only a few short weeks, his father received a telegram. His beloved son was missing in action. The art collector anxiously awaited more news, fearing he would never see his son again. Within days, his fears were confirmed. The young man had died while rushing a fellow soldier to a medic.

Distraught and lonely, the old man faced the upcoming Christmas holidays with anguish and sadness. The joy of the season - a season that he and his son had so looked forward to - would visit his house no longer.

On Christmas morning, a knock on the door awakened the depressed old man. As he walked to the door, the masterpieces of art on the walls only reminded him that his son was not coming home. As he opened the door, he was greeted by a soldier with a large package in his hand. He introduced himself to the man by saying, "I was a friend of your son. I was the one he was rescuing when he died. May I come in for a few moments? I have something to show you.

As the two began to talk, the soldier told of how the man's son had told every one of his - not to mention his father's - love of fine art. "I'm an artist," said the soldier, "and I want to give you this." As the old man unwrapped the package, the paper gave way to reveal a portrait of the man's son. Though the world would never consider it the work of a genius, the painting featured the young man's face in striking detail.

Overcome with emotion, the man thanked the soldier, promising to hang the picture above the fireplace.

A few hours later, after the soldier had departed, the old man set about his task. True to his word, the painting went above the fireplace, pushing aside thousands of dollars of paintings. And then the man sat in his chair and spent Christmas gazing at the gift he had been given.

During the days and weeks that followed, the man realized that even though his son was no longer with him, the boy's life would live on because of those he had touched.

He would soon learn that his son had rescued dozens of wounded soldiers before a bullet stilled his caring heart. As the stories of his son's gallantry continued to reach him, fatherly pride and satisfaction began to ease the grief.

The painting of his son soon became his most prized possession, far eclipsing any interest in the pieces for which museums around the world clamored. He told his neighbors it was the greatest gift he had ever received.

The following spring, the old man became ill and passed way. The art world was in anticipation. With the collector's passing, and his only son dead, those paintings would be sold at an auction. According to the will of the old man, all of the art works would be auctioned on Christmas day, the day he had received his greatest gift. The day soon arrived and art collectors from around the world gathered to bid on some of the world's most spectacular paintings.

Dreams would be fulfilled this day; greatness would be achieved as many would claim "I have the greatest collection." The auction began with a painting that was not on any museum's list. It was the painting of the man's son. The auctioneer asked for an opening bid. The room was silent. "Who will open the bidding with $100?" he asked.

Minutes passed. No one spoke. From the back of the room came, "Who cares about that painting? It's just a picture of his son. Let's forget it and go on to the good stuff." More voices echoed in agreement. "No, we have to sell this one first," replied the auctioneer.

"Now, who will take the son?" Finally, a friend of the old man spoke. "Will you take ten dollars for the painting? That's all I have. I knew the boy, so I'd like to have it." "I have ten dollars. Will anyone go higher?" called the auctioneer. After more silence, the auctioneer said, "Going once, going twice. Gone." The gavel fell.

Cheers filled the room and someone exclaimed, "Now we can get on with it and we can bid on these treasures!"

The auctioneer looked at the audience and announced the auction was over. Stunned disbelief quieted the room. Someone spoke up and asked, "What do you mean it's over? We didn't come here for a picture of some old guy's son. What about all of these paintings? There are millions of dollars of art here! I demand that you explain what's going on here!"

The auctioneer replied, "It's very simple. According to the will of the father, whoever takes The Son... gets it all." 

Thursday, April 19, 2012

A Thing of the Spirit

“Pure religion is a thing of the Spirit and not of the intellect alone."
- Bruce R. McConkie 

     In this book, in the section written by Richard Bushman (a professor at Harvard), he talks about a time when he was being interviewed on the radio. The  conversation ended up being focused on religion, and he was asked, 
"How could an educated, well-informed, modern Mormon accept all the stories that go with Mormon belief?"

Well... what would you say?

Of course... he went on in his essay talking about his belief in the Mormon Church, but I think that the question he was asked is one that we should know how to straight-forward answer. 

     To some people who don't know a lot about our religion, our beliefs may seem a little different. 
     Some people... try to explain everything with science. If they can't have tangible proof of something happening... well, it didn't happen. I happen to know a couple of people that think that way...

Darn skeptical scientists. 

Well... here's an awesome quote from Einstein...

"Every one who is seriously involved in the pursuit of science becomes convinced that a spirit is manifest in the laws of the Universe-a spirit vastly superior to that of man, and one in the face of which we with our modest powers must feel humble."
- Albert Einstein 

Isn't that an awesome quote? And it was said by someone that we consider scientifically/mathematically brilliant. 

     I suppose he got it...

You know... some things can be explained completely with science. I mean, leaves are green because that's the only color in the spectrum that they reflect back... okay, I can believe that. Sounds reasonable to me.

BUT... Everything cannot be perfectly described by science. Our earth... and everything in it... didn't just happen on its own. Life didn't happen on its own... especially intelligent life.

Like what Elder Russell M. Nelson said in the last General Conference...
Talking about our amazing physical bodies, he said,

"Yet some people erroneously think that these marvelous physical attributes happened by chance or resulted from a big bang somewhere. Ask yourself, “Could an explosion in a printing shop produce a dictionary?” The likelihood is most remote. But if so, it could never heal its own torn pages or reproduce its own newer editions!"

(Reminds me of this song)

You know what I think is interesting... some scientists/atheists say that their explanations just make more sense... that they're more practical.

Something cool about our gospel... not only do we have manifestations and believe in God... but all of our Church's teachings make perfect sense. If you think about it, the Gospel really explains everything we need to know... and it explains all of those things perfectly. 

It makes sense. And of course, we have the Spirit telling us that what we believe is true. 

That quote at the very top of this post... is one of my favorite quotes of all time. We just... can't always explain things so that they make sense to other people. We know God exists because we have faith. And after putting that faith to the test, we will find that God really is there. And He loves us.

And the Church is true. 

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Sunday, April 15, 2012

Little Acts of Service...


     A story was published in the New Era in February that talked about a man named Geoff, who, while running, saw an envelope on the ground that said "Pick me up. I'm yours!" Geoff opened it and found a $100 bill inside that said, "This is for you. Hope you have a wonderful day!"
     Geoff decided to spend the money helping others. He would do little things, like buying the movie theater tickets for the people behind him in line, or leaving quarters in the gum ball machine. He talked about what he has learned doing service for other people. He said,
       “I really want to show other people how easy it can be to make a difference. Almost everyone has two dollars; everyone has five minutes to spend to bless someone.”

[To read the whole article, click here. You should really read it. It's a good one.]


     Both of those stories show that you can do little acts of service that will really bless the people around you. Even if it doesn't seem like much to you, that little act could become a tender mercy to someone else. You never know what's going on in someone's life.

     I'm committing to find more ways to serve the people around me, especially people that I don't know. It will be fun... and people on both sides will feel good afterward! 

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Between YOU and your GOD...

    So I counted just now... and I have 78 posters/pictures on my wall... I honestly can't cram anything else onto my wall. :) (At least it hides the paint color... I've been wanting to repaint my room for a while now... :))
     Anyways... if you care to play I-Spy, you can find the following poem hanging in my room amidst all of the other stuff. It is perhaps one of the first things that I hung up because it is one of my very favorites:


People are often unreasonable, illogical and self centered;
Forgive them anyway. 

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway. 

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway. 

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway. 

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway. 

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway. 

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway. 

Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway. 

You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and your God;
It was never between you and them anyway.

[Credited to Mother Teresa, although nobody is positive... there are many speculations as to who first came up with it.]  

I think that the following quote kinda goes along those same lines:

"My young friends, be strong. You know what is right, and what is wrong, and no disguise - however appealing - can change that truth. If your so called friends urge you to do anything you know to be wrong, you be the one to make a stand for right, even if you stand alone."
- President Thomas S. Monson

I love the last two lines of that poem... because in the end, it really will be between you and God. Nobody else. And 'final analysis' will come sooner than you might think.

     Imagine a never-ending strand of little tiny seed beads. Our earth life is one of those tiny beads. Do not throw away the rest of the beads - the rest of time itself - because you decided to give in and take foolish advice from people. If you had a wider window - a greater perspective - you would always try to make the best choices you could, because you would better know what you would be sacrificing otherwise.

     The thing is... we do know. It's just tricky to visualize sometimes. BUT... I know that if we try to live life the best we can... and make the choices that would please our Heavenly Father... we will find peace and happiness during and after this life.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

An Easter Message

     I decided one Easter, while swinging on the swings, that it was officially going to be my favorite holiday.
     It's perfect. Great weather, the Easter Bunny comes, new church dresses, egg hunts, yummy food, and last but not least, jello eggs.
     I love me some jello eggs.

     Of course, once the 4th of July rolled around, I decided that it would be my favorite holiday. After that, Halloween.

     I like holidays. All of them.

     Easter and Christmas however, hold their own special and sacred meanings to members of our Church as well as people all around the world.
     And as fun as Halloween is, it could never come close to Christmas or Easter.

     Tomorrow... Easter... is a day that we should spend feeling grateful. Grateful for all that Christ did for us, and grateful that we can repent and overcome hard things because of Him. No matter how hard things get - and things could get really hard - just remember the following:

To every thing there is a season.
A time to every purpose.
A time to be born - a time to die...
A time to break down - a time to build up.
A time to weep, and a time to laugh...
A time to mourn, and a time to dance.
A time to get... a time to lose.
A time to keep - a time to cast away...
[See Ecclesiastes 3: 1-6]

AND... remember that trials aren't permanent. If you are faithful and trusting, they will go away eventually... even if it isn't until your earthly life is over. Always remember that "This too, shall pass."
(Phrase stolen from following poem!)

When some great sorrow, like a mighty river,
Flows through your life with peace-destroying power
And dearest things are swept from sight forever,
Say to your heart each trying hour:
"This, too, shall pass away."

When ceaseless toil has hushed your song of gladness,
And you have grown almost too tired to pray,
Let this truth banish from your heat its sadness,
And ease the burdens of each trying day:
"This, too, shall pass away."

When fortune smiles, and, full of mirth and pleasure,
The days are flitting by without a care,
Lest you should rest with only earthly treasure,
Let these few words their fullest import bear:
"This, too, shall pass away."

When earnest labor brings you fame and glory,
And all earth's noblest ones upon you smile,
Remember that life's longest, grandest story
Fills but a moment in earth's little while:
"This, too, shall pass away."

(This, Too, Shall Pass Away - Lanta Wilson Smith)

    And that leads us into the following quote:

Joseph B. Wirthlin, speaking of Christ's crucifixion and resurrection, said in a talk once,
     "I think of all the days since the beginning of this world's history, that Friday was the darkest. But the doom of that day did not endure because on Sunday the resurrected Lord burst the bonds of death, ascended from the grave, and appeared gloriously triumphant as the Savior of all mankind."

He later went on to say,
     "Each of us will have our own Fridays -- those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our worldly life littered upon us in pieces. We will all experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again. But I testify in the name of the One who conquered death -- Sunday will come.

(See a video about that talk here.)

Isaiah 53
3- He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.
4- Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
5- But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.

Christ suffered more terrible pains than we could ever imagine. He did it for me. And you. He gave us the atonement, so that if we did our part and repented, we would never feel of those pains.

And then, on the third day, He rose again. He conquered death.
He rose above death... so that we could too.
And He succeeded... even though He went through great adversity. Following His example, WE can succeed amid great adversity too.

AND, perhaps the most significant knowledge that we gain from Easter... is that we can and will be resurrected someday... with a perfect body. Families... are FOREVER. 
That means so much to me... and I'm sure it does to you if you have lost loved ones.

Matthew 28
6- He is not here: for he is risen, as he said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay.

"Our Savior lived again. The most glorious, comforting, and reassuring of all events of human history had taken place—the victory over death. The pain and agony of Gethsemane and Calvary had been wiped away. The salvation of mankind had been secured. The Fall of Adam had been reclaimed. The empty tomb that first Easter morning was the answer to Job’s question, 'If a man die, shall he live again?' To all within the sound of my voice, I declare, If a man die, he shall live again. We know, for we have the light of revealed truth."
- Thomas S. Monson

And with that, Happy Easter!

My Conference Highlights [Part Two] - Judging and Sharing the Gospel

     Why am I blogging at this hour? It is TOO LATE for me to be blogging right now... whatever... I am going to die at soccer practice tomorrow... I suppose I will worry about that then. :)
     (Bad idea)

     So. I suppose that I will finish up my General Conference favorites...



     I would first like to talk about something that Elder Quentin L. Cook said in his talk last Saturday afternoon. (full talk here.)

     I loved these two lines...
     "Our great desire is to raise our children in truth and righteousness. One principle that will help us accomplish this is to avoid being overly judgmental about conduct that is foolish or unwise but not sinful."

     That last part that I have bolded really stood out to me.
     Here's why:
I am in ninth grade. I go to a school with seventh, eighth, and ninth graders.
Can I just tell you how incredibly immature some junior high kids can be? It is seriously ridiculous.
    I'm honestly not thinking of certain kids, and there are plenty of kids who are very well-grounded and are realistic about things... but still.

     I hear things all of the time that cause me to wonder, "WHO THE CRAP CARES???"

Haha... well...

     Then I listened to General Conference. I realized that if kids - or adults - care about things that seem really dumb and pointless to me... it really doesn't matter.

     None of it is my business anyway, I mean, I shouldn't be judging them either way, but that talk by Elder Cook made me realize that if something matters to someone else, that's fine, and I shouldn't question it or let it bug me.

Ya know, people all mature at their own rate. Some people may never grow out of the drama that seems so pointless to me right now...
     But... some people will.

     Life is a journey. We should spend our entire earth lives learning and growing. We just all do it differently, and that is perfectly fine.

     If people like to chat about dumb stuff, I'll be okay with that. I will stop judging. They usually aren't even doing anything wrong.

     I suppose that I was the one doing something wrong after all.


     My last thought that I starred in my General Conference notebook was from David F. Evans' talk found here

He said:
"The work of naturally and normally sharing the gospel with those we care about and love will be the work and joy of our lives."

Naturally and normally

     I totally can relate to this one. 
     I remember in elementary school, around second or third grade, me and some other girls actually bribed a girl with jolly ranchers if she would listen to us tell her about the Church during recess.   
     I mean, that's pretty funny. I kinda laugh about it now. 
     BUT, for some people, even as they get older, this seems to be their method of sharing the gospel. Granted, maybe not with jolly ranchers, but some people are so desperate to share the gospel with their friends, that they end up making it an awkward, forced situation.

     Fast forward. I have several friends now that are not  members of the Church, and I'm fine with that. I really wish that everyone would be eager and ready to hear the gospel right when they meet you, but that's understandably not often the case. 
     There have actually been many days at lunch when our conversations have naturally shifted to religion. That is when you share with them your feelings on the gospel, as long as they are willing to listen. 

     I promise you... so much more will be accomplished if you are not forcing the messages on someone. 
     I think that we all think of converting someone as a cool idea, and we hope that we have the chance to do that someday. If that happens, it will be because they opened their heart and were willing to listen. 
     Do not approach it the wrong way or always pester someone if they don't want to talk about religion. Just be patient, and hopefully they'll come around. 

Friday, April 6, 2012

29 Random Facts About Me

     So I've been thinking... Like I told you before in this post, I'm getting bored with the blog. I like the new design... (I'm kinda missing the cool layout from before, but they don't really give you many options for making it... well... cute. haha - there are very few background options...)

     Now. I've decided that I want to keep my posts kinda the same... but kinda different. I'll still post all of the videos, quotes, scriptures, etc. from before, but I think maybe I'll add a little bit more... well, me in them.
     I don't want any of them to be too boring or... ya know, preachy... preachy is boring.

     So. Let me tell you a little bit more about myself by answering this questionnaire that is 100% random ...


What was your favorite food when you were a child?
     - My favorite food always has been... and always will be... tri-tip steak.
What’s the #1 most played song on your iPod?
     - Anything by Coldplay. I just shuffle and listen to Coldplay like, 96% of the time I'm listening to my iPod. My favorite right now is Don't Let It Break Your Heart.
What is one of your favorite quotes?
     - Whoever smelt it, dealt it.
What’s your favorite indoor/outdoor activity?
     - Soccer... and piano.
What chore do you absolutely hate doing?
     - Brushing my teeth/retainers. Worst ten minutes of every day.
What is your favorite form of exercise?
     - Uhh... soccer.
What is your favorite time of day/day of the week/month of the year?
     - time of day: ReAlLy LaTe... (I'm a kinda nocturnal human... I hate going to bed.)
     - day of the week: Friday
     - month of the year: December. My birthday and  Christmas? Uh. yes.
What’s your least favorite mode of transportation?
     - walking. It just takes way too long to get places when you walk. I must at least fast-walk!
What is your favorite body part?
     - my kneecaps. What would your knees look like without them? (Seriously... that's a strange thought!)
What sound do you love?
     - the piano. (When a decent person is playing... haha.)
If you could throw any kind of party, what would it be like and what would it be for?
    - I would throw a Columbus Day party. That holiday is just too ignored. We would all dress up like pilgrims and eat turkey and pumpkin pie.
If you could paint a picture of any scenery you’ve seen before, what would you paint?
     - A blank wall. It would be easy.
If you could choose to stay a certain age forever, what age would it be?
If you knew the world was ending in 2012, what would you do differently?
     - Well. It's not. I take great comfort in that, because the Mayans predicted Dec. 21 as the end of the world... which is my birthday. So that would be a major bummer.
If you could choose anyone, who would you pick as your mentor?
     - Jon Schmidt.
If you could witness any event past, present or future, what would it be?
     - my birth. (Just kidding... that would FREAK me out.)
If you could learn to do anything, what would it be?
     - I would learn to have a photographic memory. (actually, I heard you can learn that!)
If you had to work on only one project for the next year, what would it be?
     - Well, I've been wanting to repaint my room for like, forever, but I'm too lazy to do that, so... maybe redoing my room? Actually, that would be torture. I would be sleeping on the couch for a year!
If you were immortal for a day, what would you do?
     - Um.. I would go paragliding, because I'm convinced that you can die doing that.
If you had to change your first name, what would you change it to?
     - Barb B. Cue
If you could meet anyone, living or dead, who would you meet?
     - one of the ancient prophets... I would ask them to sign my scriptures. 
If you won the lottery, what is the first thing you would do?
     - scream.
If you were reincarnated as an animal/drink/ice cream flavor, what would it be?
     - I would be a bunny. (who can hate a bunny??)
If you could know the answer to any question, besides “What is the meaning of life?”, what would it be?
     - Why do we press the buttons harder when we know the TV remote is dead?
If you could be any fictional character, who would you choose?
     - HARRY POTTER!!!!! (okay, maybe Hermione is a little more realistic, but nobody trumps Harry!)
What’s the best/worst gift you’ve ever given/received?
     - Best: 4 lbs. of Jelly Bellies from Costco
     - Worst: chocolate pancakes. (If you are reading this B, I don't think you will ever live that gift down! haha :) )
Is a picture worth a thousand words? Elaborate.
     - that depends. (see below pictures)

This picture would take two: A CLOCK

It would take like, two thousand words to explain
to you why I am dressed like that in the above
picture... :)

Where’s Waldo?
     - hmmm... with the reluctant dragon. They'd be great friends.
The best part of waking up is?
     - the snooze button.


     Okay. This post is getting too long. Check back soon for my new spiritual posts that will be filled with funny personal experiences. (They will usually be relevant... maybe...)
     Unless I don't have any good stories. In that case, you are stuck with story-less boring posts.

     I just realized I still have to do a Part Two of my General Conference highlights...
     I'll do that tomorrow.



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