Observations

Observation 1: I never want to work in an ice cream parlor. End of story.

Observation 2: I miss the MTC bookstore with every little crevice of my heart. I miss the missionaries. I miss the diversity. I miss the computer system. I miss blue cards and multiple languages. I miss my best friends. I miss the camaraderie. I miss scheming, and McKesson, and random food days, and Jordan seceding from the Union. I miss the vacuums. I miss my nametag. I miss blue and yellow packets. I'm totally going through withdrawals. Right now, I even miss being stopped by security.

Observation 3: I really couldn't be happier with the situation up here. I like the computer system we use. I like seeing families together-even though the kids can be crazy. The boys I work with are perfect-we couldn't get along any better. I like feeling as though the store is "ours" in a sense. I love that we all feel like family already. I love walking into the "living room" and having every one there talking and laughing. I love having best friends to confide in/write books with. I love the peace of being in the mountains. I love going outside in the morning and feeling the crisp mountain air.

I really like it up here. But I do want to go back to the MTC in the fall.

"You may know what you need,

but to get what you want-better see that you keep what you have...sometimes, the things you most wish for are not to be touched."
1. Please note the matching shirts. It was on accident, too. And it was raining. That may be why we appear to be wet.

2. Please note the completely random nature of this blog. First, a quote from Into the Woods that has been stuck in my head. Second, an old picture. The two are not related, yet they somehow found their way into the same post...'why?' you may ask. I'll tell you...I don't know. But it's a tradition, and because of our traditions, every one of us knows who he is, and what God expects him to do.

...okay, sorry. Another completely random quote. I promise I'm not going crazy.

Oh, the joys of May Crew

Yesterday, while I was in my pariahdom, I got a huge bruise above my left knee. It's pretty crazy. Also, I have a bruise on my right arm that is turning weird colors, and a bruise on my right wrist that I just noticed. Yay for May crew.

PS: Steve ran directly into a pole the other night while we were playing volleyball. It was probably the funniest thing any of us had ever seen. That pole is now a member of the staff. His name is John. We tell people, "yeah, Steve ran into John last night-literally".

That's "p-a-r-i-a-h"

I was so bored and lonely today. Oh, I'm grateful that I got to spend the day inside with the air-conditioning on and not a lot of walking (my foot has been hurting recently), but it was so sad.

I could see Seth through the window as he powerwashed the ground, but (no offense to Seth) he wasn't very entertaining. I just sat there like the pariah that I probably am until I turned on some music. It helped to lighten up the monotony, but wasn't as good as having actual people to converse with.

So I found pleasure in listening to the goings-on of the camp and staff through the radio. That was more entertaining than Seth and music until I heard that my roommate and best friend was hurt and on her way to Urgent Care. Then it was sad.

But the day is over, and tomorrow is a new day. A day full of people, talking, and laughing...but hopefully no pain.

Just like pretzels.

We went to see Prince Caspian today. On the whole, I was severely disappointed. Anyway, the one thing I really hated about the movie was that Susan went back and kissed Caspian. I was thinking, come ON. You are never going to see him again. DON'T waste your kiss on him!!! She's going to regret that.

Trust me.

How odd. How very, very odd.

I have recently been feeling so many random emotions that are coming completely out of the blue. They're all positive, happy emotions-just surprising that I'm feeling this way (not like I usually feel depressed and emo emotions--I do feel happy a lot, but these are new happiness feelings).

Alice says it's the air.

I love it! I love my life!

So long, farewell.

Theater on Tiger Way, we bid you adieu. Thank you for the many years of quality entertainment. Within your walls I learned many things: how to work, how to paint, how to Dutchman, how to critically review theater- but the most important thing I learned was how to love everyone and accept them for who they are-this I learned from my Grandfather. So thanks for the memories.

Woodbadge

Last Sunday, my family and I went to visit Grandpa Murray. We were sitting around the table talking, and my dad asked me if I would get him a cup of water. Being the obedient and respectful daughter that I am, I went into the kitchen and filled up a mug-my favorite mug, in fact.

I brought the cup to my dad and said, "Here Dad. I even put your water in my very favorite cup-the cup I use every time I get a drink at Grandpa Murray's." Dad took one look at the cup and said, "Oh, no. You haven't been to woodbadge. You can't use this cup."

I was so distraught. Of course I argued my case, but my dad said, "You can't use this cup if you can't sing the woodbadge song." Having never been to woodbadge, I do not know the song, of course. Although I definitely tried. My woodbadge song was amazing, and I thought it might have fooled me dad, but no.

I sat there all sad and forlorn for awhile before remembering who is really in charge of that cup-and who would do anything for his granddaughter. So I turned to Grandpa and said, "Grandpa, can I please drink out of the woodbadge cup?" And he said, "Yes, dear, whatever you would like."

Haha. Now that is the way to do things. Also, Grandpa let us eat sour cream fudge. Yum.