...which means only one thing...
NO MORE CHEAP TARGET BRAND CHUNK LIGHT TUNA!!!
I can finally afford the fancy stuff! Nectar from the gods! I am in HEAVEN!
30 December 2012
Happy Sunday: 26 Reasons to Have Hope for Humanity
Read this list of "26 Moments that Restored Our Faith in Humanity This Year" from Buzzfeed. I LOVE it. As the die hard optimist that I am, it makes me feel like I'm annoying the universe a little less. Haters gonna hate.
If everyone who reads this could add one more reason to the list, we'd have...27? 30, even, reasons why life is good, people are beautiful, and God is great!!
In the spirit of observing all the extraordinary moments of ordinary life, here's a cheesy Pinterest idea that I'm actually going to do this year. I feel a new tradition coming on...
If everyone who reads this could add one more reason to the list, we'd have...27? 30, even, reasons why life is good, people are beautiful, and God is great!!
In the spirit of observing all the extraordinary moments of ordinary life, here's a cheesy Pinterest idea that I'm actually going to do this year. I feel a new tradition coming on...
"Those whose works are good reap eternal happiness." (Alma 3:26)
Happy Sunday,
Sarah
21 December 2012
Vagabond
I'm trying to get a security clearance for work. The application required me to list the addresses of all the places I've lived since 2005. No big, I thought. And then I actually thought.
SIXTEEN.
Who in hell's tarnation moves 16 times in 7 years?
I didn't event attempt to track down the 6 different addresses I had in Romania/Moldova, bringing the actual total to 22. "Crappy Communist block down pot-holed road from gypsy camp" should suffice.
It took me, like, thousands of hours to dig these addresses up. I racked my brain. I called old roommates. I got distracted and reminisced about...
...freshman year in the old Deseret Towers at BYU---so old they were being torn down while we were living in them.
...my first apartment. The one with the mildew on the bedroom ceiling.
...my host mom's apartment in Paris, with the off-limits piano room that my roommate and I were banned from.
...the town house where the first of a series of show-stopping dance parties took place.
...the duplex with the 70s-inspired wood paneling on the walls and the toilet that clogged every other day.
I had to review titles from past blog posts to ensure that I hadn't already used Vagabond. I've got Rover, Homeless, Hobo, and Hobo Pt.II. This goes to show what a roving, homeless hobo vagabond I am.
SIXTEEN.
Who in hell's tarnation moves 16 times in 7 years?
I didn't event attempt to track down the 6 different addresses I had in Romania/Moldova, bringing the actual total to 22. "Crappy Communist block down pot-holed road from gypsy camp" should suffice.
It took me, like, thousands of hours to dig these addresses up. I racked my brain. I called old roommates. I got distracted and reminisced about...
...freshman year in the old Deseret Towers at BYU---so old they were being torn down while we were living in them.
...my first apartment. The one with the mildew on the bedroom ceiling.
...my host mom's apartment in Paris, with the off-limits piano room that my roommate and I were banned from.
...the town house where the first of a series of show-stopping dance parties took place.
...the duplex with the 70s-inspired wood paneling on the walls and the toilet that clogged every other day.
I had to review titles from past blog posts to ensure that I hadn't already used Vagabond. I've got Rover, Homeless, Hobo, and Hobo Pt.II. This goes to show what a roving, homeless hobo vagabond I am.
16 December 2012
Happy Sunday: Peace on Earth
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow penned the words of "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" while sitting at the bedside of his son Charles, who had been severely wounded in a Civil War battle. At the time, the Longfellow family was still mourning the recent death of their mother in a house fire. In the face of war and the tragic loss of loved ones, this beloved and inspired poet never doubted the existence and love of God. May his words serve as a reminder to all of us that He "is not dead, nor doth he sleep."
I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Till, ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn
The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn
The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
And in despair I bowed my head;
"There is no peace on earth," I said:
"For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"
"There is no peace on earth," I said:
"For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead; nor doth he sleep!
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!"
"God is not dead; nor doth he sleep!
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!"
15 December 2012
No Words
Last week I let the children do the talking. I'll let this little one do the singing today. For I have no words.
10 December 2012
Trendsetters
I just want everyone to know that WE MADE THIS HAPPEN!!!!!!!!!!
WE did.
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| LEFT: Now trending on Pinterest. RIGHT: Bought these in May in Chile at a janky market, with the sole purpose of making our lives even more awkward. |
09 December 2012
Happy Sunday: Merry Christmas from the Kids
I just love kids. (Especially the real turdy, mischievous ones.) Hence, the Charlie Brown post from last week and my obvious obsession with Paint, which I started around age 10 and never grew out of. So I'll let the chillins do the talking on this Happy Sunday.
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