Sunday, February 24, 2013

Check Ya Later G-Mon

Well folks.
It's been great!
My dearest mother will be
taking over my blog
from now on.
If you would like to write,
make sure to check out the
"Keep in Contact" tab
because I would love to 
hear from you!
Hope y'all have a wonderful
18 months!
Check ya later, G-Mon!--name that movie

Look at this it's quite funny.

Friday, February 15, 2013

The Trials of a Sister

Most of the girls about to serve missions that I have talked to or met are super excited for the chance to revamp their whole wardrobe for their mission. I am here to say that not everyone feels that way---at all. I hate shopping in the first place. But finding skirts and shirts to make several outfits with, yet still look professional, I'm going to be honest here, is a pain in my butt.

I think that most sisters are going in with the thought to always look cute, which don't get me wrong is totally important. I mean if some girl came up to me looking like she just came off the street, I probably wouldn't want to hear any message she was sharing that day. But I loathe the thought of creating new outfits.

I guess this is just one of these times that I wish I had a personal shopper. Or that everything that is my size always fit and looked great. I sometimes wish I was an elder because I know how much easier their shopping is than mine. I mean picking out ties cannot be this difficult.

On a happier note, with every outfit I try on I also put my brother's old name tag on with it. It makes it more real---and I like it.

T-minus 9 days until I step on that plane.

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

And we have a day.

Friends. The only thing I have to tell you is check Temple closings before you decide to take your first solo-session trip. I have learned this lesson the hard way. I thought to myself. You know what would be so cool? Going to a session in Atlanta because I've never been there before! So I got up and left at 6. I drove through a Tornado Watch down to Atlanta. 

Turns out, it was closed for cleaning. So here I am, in Atlanta, by myself not knowing what to do. I called my parents in frustration and disappointment, they told me I really had two options here. 1) Do nothing and come home or 2) Head to Columbia to hit up a night session. I sat in Chick-fil-a (a side note I'm pretty sure Mrs. Chick-fil-a was there), wondering what to do. Then it dawned on me, why not? I'm going to Columbia. So I headed to Columbia just in time for a session.

 Although it made for a long day, it was totally worth the drive. I mean good things come to those who wait, right?

Also, check this link. So true.