Hello Change

So coming home for the summer I knew things would change. They would be different. I wouldn't have my roommates and most of my best friends were off to their adventures for the summer. Not to mention that Mike was leaving a month into it. (9 more days guys...)


Change was inevitable.

It was going to be different from the last time I lived here, when I hadn't experienced actually being moved out before. I knew that.

I've definitely had the things happen I knew would.
Fights with my parents, no personal space, annoying curfews, no friends to hang out with on the spot, dealing with a job again, all that fun stuff.

Never did I think I would be dealing with this.

                                  

That's right people.
I'm moving. Again.

This is the 9th time I've moved in my life. Including the moves to and from Logan.
That is more then most people, especially my friends, move in their lives.
I'm 19 and have lived in 8 different houses.
Most of my friends are 19 and have lived in their same house their whole lives.

I really wish I had that.

But I don't and I can't change that. 
I've met a ton of people by moving and have made some of the best friends and will hopefully be with me for the rest of my life.

Just the fact that I have to live in a new place now. 
I just hate that idea.

We've been promised we won't move far but every time I see a possible house I just get mad.

I don't want to have to start over. Again.

But. There isn't anything I can do about it and I realize that I really am planning on staying in Logan until I'm done with school, I just don't like that fact that if I come home for a weekend, I won't be coming home to a house that is familiar to me.

That is hard.

But this is happening.

Mike leaves in a little over a week, I say goodbye to him in a week basically.
Then I move.

So I am off to a fresh new start...

Recent things

Here's a recap since I got extremely boring and have no stories to tell you.

 Mike and I went bowling with Emerson and Sage. Somehow we decided to make bets. 

If he won, I had to buy him dinner.

If I won, he had to get a pedicure with me.

Guess who won... :)

I went to my Spencer's last basketball game and Jackson's second to last game. And my camera can make these cool videos. I was pretty excited about it.

                                                                                                     

I spent the whole day with these two. It was lovely. 

Mike and I get lots of snow cones. It's summer. 

We drive around a lot.

We drove downtown just so he could get a burger. Then turns out that his mom made burgers for dinner? I don't get it either. We ate at Gallivan Plaza. It was cute. We played Truth or Dare. Which ended up being a lot of Truth or Truth. 

He did put on a lovely show for me at some stage downtown though.

We walked around City Creek and Temple Square. 

So pretty..

Then we came home and had a candlelit dinner of Dippin' Dots. Yum.

Then we went swimming.

I was late and my parents were very angry.

Welcome to my last summer living at home. 

It's been a fun summer so far. 

15 more days...

   

Babysitting fiend

Since the day I moved home from Logan I've been babysitting.
 First it was my favorite little kiddo's- Zacharooni and Liv.
I babysat them for my senior year and the summer.
3 or 4 days a week right after school until dinner.
Easiest job, with awesome hours, no weekends, great paychecks and even greater kids.
I spent my first weekend home from college with them.
 

Then my parents took a vacation and I watched my crazy brothers and a little bit of babysitting of Fin and Tuck.
It was actually fun to be able to hang out with them with no one nagging us to clean up or read and whatever.
I did a lot of carpooling and got really used to being a car, that's for sure.
 

And now I am currently house/dog sitting.
Now I know that doesn't sound like the first two but it totally is.
This is the most high maintenance dog I've ever seen.
Because my aunt is single, the dog is her family and man, is he spoiled.

Then because of this, I haven't been able to hang out with Mike so I had to fit him in this week since he only has 20 days left until he leaves. So I went with him on Tuesday to the Bee's game and then to get his missionary pictures done.                
How handsome is that boy? He cleans up nicely if I do say so myself. But then the next day we went from looking like that to this..
 

 This poor kid had his wisdom teeth out. Such a fun time. (If he doesn't get swollen, I'll be so upset. Let me introduce you to my grand times with wisdom teeth...)

 Cute right? That wasn't even the worst of it either...

So then I had to babysit him too. Granted he was miles easier to handle then the previous 5 kids and a dog. It was pretty funny when I first got there and he was a little loopy and his mouth was filled with gauze. He got a little upset. But he was bleeding a lot and hadn't eaten in over a day and they broke his tooth. I'd be angry too. But he's fine now. Just as good as new.

Anyways, I've been all bugged about the constant babysitting until today when I got my reality shock. And I remembered that babysitting meant a little more taste of living on my own. Parents are controlling and psycho. I don't know why they freak out and treat my like I'm ten and think I can't handle myself. Also, they forget I lived away from them for a year. If I was going to get in trouble I would have done it already. Here goes 3 and a half more months like this. Oh boy...


Wish me luck.

Race for the Cure

Pink

Boobies

Ribbons

In Memory

In celebration

Survivor

thousands of people

All of these are things you will see at the Race for the Cure.

My family participates in this event each year in honor of my Grandma Dixie who passed away almost 10 years ago of Breast Cancer.


I was in fourth grade when it happened. She was diagnosed on September 10, 2001 (The day before the terrorist attacks) and died exactly a year later on September 10, 2002.

I remember not crying at her funeral because I was only in fourth grade and really didn't understand what had happened. All the grandkids sang at her funeral.
While doing this, I looked back on pictures and videos and was sad to say that after almost 10 years, I had forgotten what she really looked like.

Being one of the oldest grandkids on this side, I was able to spend a lot more time with her then the rest of my cousins. In fact a good chunk of them never even met her.
We had grandma days and made crafts.
She sang us songs and let us eat whatever we wanted.
She always had the best toys at her house. Like a ball pit and a hot tub.
Not to mention the place house, swings, sandbox and trampoline.
I miss her all the time and wish she would be here to watch me grow up and give me great advice like everyone always told me she had.

So every year since then, we have walked.


Each year we wear our In memory of Grandma Dixie shirts and join the thousands of other people who walk in memory, celebration, as a survivor or as a fighter.
It used to make me kind of mad to see the people walking in celebration of someone. That they were all there and did this race with a happy attitude.
Then I realize how different this race would be and I am grateful for how it turned out and that this race means so much to me now.

Now don't be confused when I say "race." Let me assure you that we by no means do this as a race. We are barely moving a lot of the time. We are notorious for finishing last. And I love that.
It doesn't matter how fast you do it. Just do it.

These two are some of the cousins that never met Grandma and Tucker kept asking,

"Mama what are we doing? Where are we walking?"

One day they will understand but for now they support it anyways. 

Since I was home babysitting it was just  me and the boys that represented for the Goaslind's this year.

The the adults, the kids and husband too.

We all have a good time and even though they changed the route this year it was still fun, short cut and all. I can't wait to do it again next year and each year after that. I missed being able to do this during high school since it always fell on a choir festival day.

Girls Day

Coming home from school, I was worried I'd have no one to hang out with and just be really bored a lot of the time. Mike is getting ready to leave and has lots of people to hang out with and I knew moving back I'd have to share him. So I had decided that and was getting to be okay with the fact that there would be a lot of time spent on the couch.

Then I ended up having a lovely girls day with Ellen and Sarah.
We got some really yummy ice cream and then went to see a movie.
All day, since it was girls day we talk about boys and our problems with them.
We were feeling a little down and bugged with boys basically.
Then what do we see?
The Vow.
That was a stupid idea.
We didn't feel any better.
I actually really liked this movie and the ending, even though most people didn't.

After we went up to this look out spot because the sunset was pretty nice.

We took some winner pictures and just loved every second of it.

I love these girls and am glad that I actually do have friends at home for the summer.

Thankful

So since my summer began that means that I have too much free time, therefor too much time spent on my computer.

Today I spent a good part of the morning/afternoon reading blogs from people with sick kids, tragic stories, broken families, disease, trials and sadness.

So today I am very thankful for my health, for a loving family that are ALL here to support me, for great friends and a wonderful boyfriend. For a whole life ahead of me and lots of adventures to take.

I'm thankful that my life was not cut short and I've been able to live a relatively easy life (really easy compared to the blogs I've been reading) and take advantage of a ton of opportunities.

I truly feel blessed to have this beautiful life and that I really don't have anything to complain about. I know I am being blessed am truly grateful for that. I am very happy and have amazing opportunities.

I've got it pretty easy and tonight I will thank my Heavenly Father for that. I know it is in his control and I am so glad he hasn't given me some of the trials I've been reading about. Those people are real life super heroes. I can't even imagine watching your child die, being completely helpless, having your family torn apart or having so many near death events.

I've never been in those situations.


And for that I am very grateful. 

The end

Well I moved back home. I am glad to be back in Sandy and living at home again. (We'll see if that lasts the next four months) It was has been crazy though.

On my last night in Logan, my roommates and I took our last adventure together.
We had cleaned the apartment kitchen all day and it was unusable so we got some Pizza and had a picnic on our living room floor.
                              

Then we took an adventure to "Concrete Jungle" which is basically these random concrete broken down buildings in Logan canyon that everyone just paints all over. They are crazy. Since we didn't have spray paint, we took some chalk and headed up there.
                                
The hike up there was a pretty big adventure. Brie decides that she is going to scale some rocks to get up there but she didn't realize that there was a river at the top she would have to cross. Long story short. She took her pants off and crossed the river then climbed up a very slippery hill. It was hilarious. Everyone helped her except me and Britt who just took pictures.
But! I promised I wouldn't put any of them up.  But they are hilarious.

We chalked everything and had adventures all over this place. It was a lot of fun to just leave our mark, even if it's going to wash off and probably already has.
  

We came home and took our final pictures in front of our door and the Old Farm sign as roommates.
 

Then the next morning, my mom came up and we filled the car and I said my goodbyes...
 

I moved home and went to Taylor's surprise party that night. It was a lot of fun to see everyone again and to have no stress and nothing to do. We talked, and swam and stayed up way too late. It was a lot of fun.
I said goodbye to Lyndsey but not until I convinced her to get a blog of her own so I would know what she is up to all summer in Jackson Wyoming. You can know what is happening with her right here.

Then I began my summer babysitting schedule Saturday morning. I babysit my brothers Wednesday then Saturday I am house sitting my Aunts house then as soon as school is out, I'm babysitting my neighbors all summer. It will be a good time.

Guess what today is too?
May 6th.
Which means what?
Mike has exactly one month until he reports to the MTC.
That means I have to say goodbye in less then a month.
eeeeekkk...
I think I'm going to get a puppy so I will still have friends when he leaves.
Good idea?
yeah.

Hello Goodbyes

Yesterday was my first experience with this whole goodbye thing with Mike. And he doesn't even leave for 35 more days. Yeah. Last night was his last night in Logan. My last time to have him up in Logan at Utah State. 

We went and walked around Main street and the Tabernacle. We wrote our names on a wall somewhere and he picked me a bright yellow tulip. 

We tried to go mini golfing but it was closed. 

We got the first snow cones of the season and rented a movie.

We watched the movie. Then it hit me.

This is it. The last time I will have him all to myself with no one else to worry about. 

Then the cutie started to cry and I just can't take that.

I tried to hold it in as best as I could but I just can't anymore.

I started looking at his room, the place we started hanging out again at the beginning of the year, the place we decided to get back together, where we watched countless movies, built forts, talked, laughed and now, bawled our eyes out. 

Then how at 330 today, that isn't his room anymore. Everything there is just done. It's gone.

Then it hit me that the countdown to his mission has always been finish school then he goes.

Well school is done, for him. Mine is tomorrow. 

That means the next thing is for him to actually leave. 

Then of course we just had to be listening to Brad Paisley.

Listen Here

She's Everything comes on. 

This is his ringtone. That's when I realized that in 35 days, I'm not going to hear that for 2 years. 

Then Waitin' on a Woman. 

He always tells me this is his song because he waited for me for 6 or 7 years. 

Finally to finish this streak of songs, it was Then.

That was it. 

If I hadn't already, I lost it. 

He was leaving. It all hit. Like a boulder to the face.

It was like the little kid cry when you can't catch your breath. 

Now my eyes are swollen and I am talking like I have a cold. 

I'm so sad to see him leave Logan and everything we've done here.

Getting back together, become True Aggies, Bear Lake, drives to who knows where, The Cuddly Duckling, Baby Animal Festival, Connections, Mud run Birthdays, Dinners, bowling, roller skating, living on our own, him deciding to go on a mission, a million movies, ice skating, basketball games, football games, gymnastics meets, golfing, parks, getting stuck in the snow, late nights that turned into early mornings, freezing our butts off, concerts, even just the drives from SLC to Logan. 

     

  

  

    

This has been the greatest year of my life, mostly thanks to him. I can't even imagine what next year will be like knowing he isn't just up the hill. It is going to take a lot of getting used to. 

Mike, thank you for such a great year and everything that has happened up here. I wouldn't change any of it and I am so grateful you were here to be my best friend and keep me company everyday. I love you so much and hope you enjoyed that last year as much as I did.