Freaking Weekend.

The countdown's finally over! My lovely Ms. Cate got married on Saturday!

 Not gonna lie, I teared up a little at her dinner while her slideshow was playing..Catelin is the friend who taught me how to play hand-clap games when we were little like, I had a boyfriend Patty, Hello Operator and Ms. Mary Mack. (Anyone remember those?) We used to have the funnest sleepovers ever and had the coooolest secret club in her dirty laundry closet. I have so many fond memories growing up with her playing mario party or sliding down her staircases on a mattress..and then next thing I know, I'm sitting on the top floor of the Joseph Smith building crying. And she's all, hey, I'm somebody's wife. wtf?

But seriously, the wedding was so, so beautiful. (Kim Kardashian status.) It took my breath away walking into the room. Instead of doing a big reception she just did a dinner-dance and I loved how intimate it was. During the ceremony Layna, Tara, Jamie and I had our hands full with all the Tingey grandkids. They were adorable. Even baby Bo who scream-cried THE entire time. Still love him.

Thennn, we did this embarrassing musical number Our side of the family could probably appreciate us acting like total idiot's but I'm sure the grooms' side just felt awkward...ha...so...that's funny I guess.

My wonderful parental unit drove up to rescue me Friday night cause I was too scared to drive through the canyon in the snow. Bless them. I love hanging out with them. 

The only damper to the weekend is, upon my return to Logan, I realized that guys named Dan everywhere are trying to ruin my life and woo my best friends' hearts. Somebody stop the madness! Or find me a Dan of my own. Either way..

Also, I have way too much crap due tomorrow to be blogging... You know where to find me on the top floor of the Library.. ;)

Body Language : Queen

This song came on my grooveshark playlist while I was studying at a table by myself on the 4th floor of the Merril Cazier.
So naturally, I started dancing, by myself.
Never felt so good about it.
Instant great mood.
Even though I look like a hot mess today and I've been studying all morning for my test this afternoon and of COURSE I run into that kid I desperately want to date right after eating some curry and wearing my brother's way too big for me sweater.
Yikes.
Also, I just found out I cant go home today because I have to work tonight and I have an interview in the morning.
Boo.
But then,
Body Language.

It's all whatever.
I feel great.

Everyone, I dare you to dance your heart out to this song and not feel great about life.

Dear _ _ _ _ _ _

You are laughably immature. Get over yourself.

Love, Chris

Mucky Mucks.

My dear friend asked me if I would go to a luncheon with him after his board of trustees meeting today... So I was thinking like, "...blah blah..meetings...blah blah...important people....blah blah.. fancy *free* luncheon...sounds awesome."

Yes please. 

I just got home from said luncheon. Yikes, I was so out of my element. 

We drove over to the Dean of Utah State's immaculate second mansion, and sat at a beautifully set table under a sparkling chandelier, whilst some asian piano master tickled the ivories and delighted our ears with his angelic melodies. No joke. As we ate, I looked around and realized I was rubbing shoulders with some of the most powerful, influential, amazing men and women in our community. These guys were all CEO's and Provosts and Executive This or That's..

Wanna know what surprised me the most about them? Almost every single one of them (and their wives) took time throughout this luncheon to seek me out and approach me, ask my name and get to know me. Me. The one single person at the whole luncheon who had absolutely no right to even be there. What the heck?

It really made me reflect about what it takes to make a good leader or a person of influence in this life. So here's my two cents blogworld.

• It doesn't require any special background or qualifications to be instrumental to a community or society. It takes drive and determination. And it takes character. That's it. Anybody can decide to be a person of character. I want to be a person of character.
• The best leaders, have great vision and great ambition, but the key to reaching those far off goals is to pay attention to the one. This thought has been on my mind a lot lately and it really just got driven home today with this experience. Individuals matter. Relationships matter. Pay attention to those two things and before you know it, you're in some meeting sharing your ideas and moving metaphorical mountains.

So anyway, brb I'm just gonna go conquer the world.

SYTYCD

Been a loyal fan since like...2006.
Going to see them perform on tour this Wednesday!
Seriously. I can't wait.
I just watched a bunch of youtubes and I feel giddy with excitement.
I have never been an awesome dancer--probably never will be.
But I am in AWE of what these people can do with their bodies.
Bless my mom for getting tickets!
So so so excited!

Pure Joy: Me, before the show

To No One in Particular...

Recently I've been reflecting on my past relationships... You should know, ours is the only one I ever really count. You are still the only one I've ever given any significant piece of my heart to. When people ask me to think back to my happiest moments, I still think of some of our moments.

 Today I am sure we are exactly where we need to be. I don't know if you'd believe me if I told you, but I really am glad things turned out how they have. I am so happy you found your intended. I think you two are perfect for each other. I even think she's perfect for you in ways I never was. I'm sure you'd question my sincerity if I ever actually summoned up the courage to say it to you, but truly, I feel 'happy you're happy.' That's all I'll ever want for you.

I'm content with the lives we're living and the choices we made. But I miss the way things were somedays. I'm still so grateful for those experiences.


Thank you for all the times you cheered me on from the sidelines. You made me feel like I could do anything. Thanks for overlooking my stubbornness. You made me feel like I was worth the wait. Thank you for making my heart race. Thanks for buying me flowers, for making long trips to see me, and making a special effort to surprise me. I felt like I was living out a fairytale. Thank you for all the times you tickled my back and played with my hair on the drive home. I've never felt more adored and cared for, or more perfectly content. Thanks for noticing and appreciating so many of the little things. Thanks for the talk in your backyard after that fight with my dad. Thanks for letting me hide behind you after I fell on my face getting on that ride (in front of alll those people.) Thanks for refusing to let go of me on the tube at the lake. I always felt so confident with you by my side. Thanks for taking my hand and calming me down when I almost lost it in that haunted house. For holding me after Chandler died. Thank you for making me a part of your family. I will always love them, I wonder if they know that. Thank you for helping me make that sign for the parade. Thank you for always, always trying to do what was best for me. Thanks for that time I had cramps and you got me a cup of ice at the theater. You were always so concerned for my well-being--so desperate to put me at ease and make me comfortable. Thanks for taking me to all those concerts. Thanks for all the times you wrestled with me. Thanks for the food fights and the impromptu water fights. Thank you for the way you made me laugh. The joy you brought into my life is immeasurable. Thanks for taking the risks and making the leaps of faith when I hesitated. It meant more than I can say. Thanks for being an endless source of encouragement and support. Thanks for inspiring me and motivating me. Thanks for coming to me for advice.

To this day, I'm so grateful for the way you loved and respected me. I'm so grateful for the way you still loved, cared for, and protected me even after everything fell apart. You are one of the most wonderful men I have ever known. Is it still okay to admit how much these experiences meant to me? You are not the love of my life, but you taught me what to look for and never to settle. Can you understand how grateful I am for you? I hope someday you will. On days like today, I don't feel bitter. I don't feel remorseful. If I could go back and re-live my past I wouldn't change a thing. On days like today, I'm just grateful for the life I've lived...and even more excited for the life ahead of me.

And I guess I have you to thank for that..go figure.

.Seven.

Am I sitting around on the interwebz just wasting time? Of course I is, Ms. Booth. Here's 7 fun facts about moi for my 3 adoring readers and all my friends in Stickham...

1. I want to have a pinata at my wedding. And a legit outdoor concert.

2. I love mint milanos and sour patch kids. (not together, duh) And Martinelli's Sparkling Apple Cider.

3. Most recent goal: trying to be less cynical/critical/judgemental of others. Recently I've noticed I think a lot of mean things. Too often I assume the worst of people, too often I jump to my own conclusions. I watched this today and it kind of restored my love for humanity at large and reminded me what we're capable of. People are wonderful.

4. I ran out of Burt's Bees a week ago and its DESTROYING me.

5. When my close friends/family leave on missions I save a voicemail from them on my phone so I can still hear their voices every once in a while during those 2 long years. You know that awkward moment when you're around sketchy company and you feel nervous..so you pull out your phone and pretend you're having a conversation? I'm just listening to these old voicemails...

6.  Tomorrow I'm going to sing/play the ukulele for a restaurant full of strangers.

7. I'm currently listening to "Makin' Out" by Pomplamoose, "I Want You Back" by the Civil Wars, and "Postcards From Italy " by Beirut on repeat. Those 3 over and over and over..

Tag: Kelsey, Brooke, uhhh guess I need more blogfriends?