Happy Birthday Tara

Yesterday was my sister Tara's 18th birthday. This post is a day late because our internet has been down.

She's my only sister, and it still leaves me in shock to think that she's grown up and heading to college in the fall. It was weird enough going on my mission and leaving her as a little girl to come back and find a teenager.

Here's some good things about her:

She's pretty much a genius.

All the crazy drama of her high school life is rather entertaining to hear about.

She's a champion thumb wrestler (I can only beat her using treachery, and even that doesn't always work...).

Overall, she's an awesome little sister.

Tender Mercies

This morning I woke up to a couple inches of fresh snow on the ground. 

This was a very depressing start to my day, because it meant I would have to scrape all the snow off the car, drive in it (very slowly) to school, and then try to find a parking space in a parking lot that seems to fill less cars than normal when it snows because of not being able to see the line. 

Very depressing. 

But when I left I saw that someone had already gotten all the snow off my car!

It wasn't Seth, because I came back in and kissed him for it and he was bewildered. 

(He said I should just pretend like he did it for me though...)

It was one of our neighbors. We share a parking lot with two other houses, all full of single boys. Oh I loved those boys this morning! I noticed all the other cars were also free of snow.

Driving wasn't so bad once I got out to the main streets. I did have to park in the farthest part of the farthest parking lot, but because of the time saved not having to get snow off my car, I still got to class on time. 

I love tender mercies.

What Seth said when he left to go home teaching.

Watch for me when the sun sets in the west.

The Dressers

Tonight something I thought would never happen, happened.

Seth's dresser was cleaner than mine.

After 5 months of pestering him to clean all the crap off his dresser (and believe me, there were piles upon piles upon piles...) he finally got around to it.

And I had to fight him to get that picture too.

So in retaliation he took a picture of my dresser.

Hmm...

This is not typical.

I am always, 100% of the time, clean and organized. You could almost say I'm perfect.

Let me again emphasize: Perfection=typical me.

We took these pictures just before my class (it's 7:30-8:45pm) and I was afraid he had taken the last picture so he could do something sinister with it on this blog while I was gone.

Luckily he didn't and so now you get my version.

Obviously, the correct version.

Hooray for MLK

This is actually from last Monday...

In my defense, we didn't talk about healthy eating, we talked about how lazy we are and how we should get out of the house and do stuff. We made an "Activities" list and stuck it on the fridge. So I'm perfectly justified in eating gooey yummy s'mores.

Right? Right?

Today was lovely because we had the day off. So we went to Color-Me-Mine.

And it took Seth much longer than me to decide what to paint.

But it turned out really awesome.

And so did mine.

I can't wait to pick them up on Friday.

We also went to Brick Oven.

And feasted.

And Seth took about 4 million pictures of me before he got what he wanted...

...which was this:

Me stuffing my face.

And now we are home trying to justify turning our one day of holiday into a week-long holiday!

I can't think of anything and neither can Seth so I guess it's back to school for the both of us.