Past

"If Satan reminds you of your past, remind him of his future..."

"You are not my judge in Israel, so it doesn't matter what you think." 

So true these statements are. The power in remembering that no matter what, we, having bodies, are more powerful than Lucifer himself is always an encouraging thought. And frankly, it's a nice reminder also that Satan (and just about everyone who thinks that they truly should have a say in your life when really they shouldn't) isn't the one that is going to be judging my works here on the earth. I will be whom I will be and shall be judged not only by my actions, but by the sincere desires of my heart. And gratefully, it's no human being or evil spirit that will be doing that judging.

I really am excited for the eternities to come...

I Kinda ♥ You

I miss this kid. A lot.

I kinda love you boy.

Whoa.

So today was good. Tiring, but good. This is what I did all day...

Yup. T'was a pretty good day :)

and ps these haven't been edited at all yet... so... yeah. :P

The Pros and Cons of Short Hair

pros

-less hair to do in the morning

-dries quicker

-easier to manage

-looks better (on me anyway, in my opinion)

...pretty sure that's about it.

cons

-very little to do with it

-never pull it up for fear of looking like a Pokemon when you do

-gets nastier faster

-always have to use a million bobby pins

-harder to play with

-less to play with

-one small bad cut and it looks like that for months, no quick fixes

and

-absolutely no way to do "wedding hair"

I think that's the one that bugs me most. I like me with short hair; not much of a fan with long haired Heather anymore like I used to be long ago. But if I don't grow my hair our, I'm going to have the same plain old every day hair for my wedding. Unfortunately, hair is one of those things you actually have to plan out in advance... months in advance. And now I just can't decide.

Grow it out so I can have some kind of curly, braided, half down up do, or keep my short hair and just put little diamond looking pins in my hair, because that is greatly preferred for every day doing.

Am I crazy, or does this look like the 70s are back?

Apparently the 80s are too...

Really? These are my options? 70s, 80s, or Plain Jane Straight, all with a tiara?

Crap.

Oh well. I guess if all else fails I can just do the porcupine look.

Yup. I'm screwed.

Famous Friend

So this last week (or a little more I suppose) Russia organized their first Stake for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints! And that's super exciting, seriously. The church growing over where the Soviet Union once was is incredible. But for me, that's not the only exciting news...

Yeah, that girl there in the pink? She's an American. And I'm friends with her. 

 Talk about ironic. American girl in one of the pictures for the paper explaining the excitement for having a stake there. Beat that, Russia ;)

Oh, Really?

In what world do you honestly think this is ok, Doug? You got pissed at me for having kissed a guy when I was freaking 6, and you have the nerve to cuddle with your companion amongst a whole lot of other things that I'm not particularly fond of you doing? 

I'd like to just laugh it off and play along with it. 

"I'm a missionary. It's different. You don't understand what it's like being so alone out here." Oh like heck I don't. Clearly, I'm more alone than you.

I hope your stupid inside joke "Rik Rok" shirt catches fire.

Blah.

Just Friends

Seriously people. Why are you under the impression that it isn't possible to be just friends with the opposite sex? What is wrong with you?!

"Do you like Jess? Are you sure? Because you seem like you do. He's attractive after all."

"Don't do anything now, I've got the lights on you two!"

"You totally like Jess! You've talked about him twice this week!"

"You have Jess' number? Oh man, you're totally gonna ask him on a date huh?"

No, I don't like Jess. Yes, I am sure. Yeah, he's attractive, and I still think Doug is hotter.

Really? I'm standing on one side of the car, he's standing on the other. How are we going to do anything when we're 5 feet apart anyway?

No, I talked about Jess twice this week because I work with him 5 days a week for 3 hours, and it's just me and him in a creepy house where lots of weird things happen and inside jokes occur.

Yes, I have his number, because me and Heidi stole his car and drove it around the corner and I had to ask him if my iTouch fell out in his car. Oh no. Oh freaking no. I must already be planning our wedding too, huh? I mean, I go to BYU I do after all right?

Good heck. Ya'll have issues.

Yes, I talked 3 straight hours, 5 nights in a row for 2 weeks to the same guy, and still found things to talk about; another guy, who isn't Doug.  Yes, I do still talk to him even though we don't work in the same area now. Yes, I did get a guy's number who I work with. Yes, I do randomly text him to ask him a question only a guy could answer. Yes, I stayed up until 1 am talking to him about problems in our lives. Yes, I sat outside of work until 3 am the next week talking to him and helping him with his girl issues. Yes, I am friends with him.

Did you catch that?

I am friends with him.

No, it's not just him that I can talk to for hours on end, 2 weeks in a row. No, he's not the only person that I talk to at work, even though none of us work in the same area. No, he's not the first coworker's number that I've gotten. No, I do also text other people from work randomly to ask them stupid questions. No, he's not the only co-worker I've stayed up until 1 am talking about our problems in our lives after work. And NO, he's not the only guy I've stayed up until odd hours of the morning with, talking about his girl problems, life problems, listening to him, helping him open up, and just being there for him!

I'm sorry, am I supposed to not be friends to people and help them with their lives when they need someone to talk to and vent with? I'm sorry I understand where he's coming from where most girls never would, and then wouldn't ever be willing to talk about it anyway even if they did. I'm sorry I see nothing wrong with being there for someone other than to just be there for them. I'm sorry I'm more accepting of people than you lot who are judging my actions and fidelity concerning Doug.

I seriously think that the next person who asks me if I like/have a crush on/am going to hook up with Jess before Doug gets home is going to get slapped.

And for the record, the answer to that pathetic and stupid question is a very big, very pissed off, very annoyed and resounding

 NO!!