Life

I feel that my life is kind of a sick joke.  Those who know my life might or might not agree.  But I feel like I am being constantly pushed down again and again.  That there is some malicious force who enjoys throwing things at me just so they can laugh every time I fall down.  And maybe there is.  Don't get me wrong, my life is great and I love it.  But there is always something.
For example, on Thursday I found out that I got accepted to Southern Utah University and I won the very prestigious Sterling Scholar award for Social Science at my school.  Yet on the same day a very sweet and beautiful daughter of God passed away.  It broke all of our hearts.  I just feel so blessed and privileged that she was allowed in my life.  Because I learned so much from her.
So, understandably, it has been hard to think about and be happy for the good things that have happened to me.  I feel like it's always like this for me.  And than I realized.  That this is just how life works.  It will always be like this, so I better get used to it.  I need to just remember and cherish the good things more and quickly get through the downs of life so I can experience more of the great things.

So more on Brittany Lacy (the girl who passed away) and the Sterling Scholar later.  This was about all I could write today.

The Christmas Spirit.

I love Christmas, I really do.  I love the tree, the twinkling lights, the holiday movies, hot chocolate by the fire place, and even the constant Christmas music.  I just love the whole magical feeling that is in the air during this time of year.

But sadly, and with no particular reason, for the past few years I havn't felt that warm feeling of Christmas.  Maybe my mind thinks i'm too old or maybe I'm just turning into some old man who yells at anyone who sings Christmas songs. (you know, besides the man part.)  Because I could totally see myself turning into this...

 (And I apologize for this cat picture, I know its going around   everywhere lately but i laughed way hard when I saw it.)

But tonight, for the first time, I got that tingly, happy, warm, Christmas feeling again!

So you know those annoying people who stand in front of Wal-Mart ringing bells and yelling Merry Christmas at you in order to trick you into donating your hard earned cash?  Well I became one of them tonight.  Yes I did it all.  I pasted on a smile, rang the bell, and shouted a myriad of season's greetings at the top of my lungs.  I surprised one lady so bad on her way out of the automatic doors that I wouldn't doubt if she had reoccurring PTSD every time someone said "Merry Christmas" to her.  Arn't I awesome. :)

We did that for about the first 15 minutes.  And I admit it was pretty fun.  But than it happened.  An angel from the other entrance came our way.  It was a helper from the shift before us with a Ukulele, volunteering to play and sing with our group for another hour.  I swear he had a heavenly light around him and I could have kissed right there in the Wal-Mart parking lot.  I didn't, even though he was quite attractive, and for the rest of the hour and a half we played the ukulele and sang our hearts out to Christmas tunes.  (We were so good that we even attracted quite a crowd at some points.  I honestly thought that the security would come out and ask us to break it up because we were causing traffic jams and risking possible accidents.)

Honestly, I have never been so happy while being so cold!  And the best part is, we were doing all of this while volunteering and serving others.  This is what Christmas is all about.  Coming together with complete strangers, being completely happy, having the time of our lives, and doing Christ-like acts.  Tonight this is what finally gave me that amazing feeling of joy and contentment.  All simply within a Wal-Mart parking lot...

Flashback to Halloween.

Halloween this year was really great.  But since it was over a month ago, I don't really have it in me to write about it.  So here is just a few pictures.

Family Pumpkins.  Mine is the amazing one on the right.

Putting finishing touches on Kenz's amazing costume.

                                           Can anyone tell who she is?? P.S. It rhymes with
                                           Rob Moss?? Anyone, anyone.  (oh and i totally came
                                                                                               up with the idea :)

                                                                  Crew the Caveman

                                                        Shauna's beautiful Day of the Dead

                                                A zombie attacking my bishop.  Walking dead anyone?

The cutest devil ever.

                                                             
                                                          And finally, the 3 cousins!

Politics: Who gives a Damn.

I am sick of hearing about politics.  I am tired of listening to people complain and state that they are now "moving to Canada" or that "even China would be better than this."  Enough with the whining. How about we just all move to Colorado where we wouldn't have to worry about all of this anymore???

But seriously,  It has been over a week and a half since the presidential elections.  It's done, Obama won, and there is nothing we can do about it.  Honestly people, shut your traps and get over it!  Our country is not going to explode from a nuclear bomb and frankly, I'm so sick of hearing about politics that I would probably welcome an apocalypses just so there would be something else to talk about.  I mean we had to suffer through six months of watching commercials that were basically worse than the sound of nails on a chalkboard.  Why drag that torture on for longer than necessary?  I am tempted to move to Canada just to escape from these idiots who call themselves patriotic yet only succeed in helping divide this nation.

Because, regardless of what the title says, I do care about this country and it's future.  And the only way for America to stay strong is to form together, and support the man who was elected as our President.  Even if you don't agree with our President, pull up your britches and do what is needed of you in order to keep our country intact.








(but seriously, when can we go to Colorado??)

I am being Dictated.

So I have been a little busy for the past few months.  Or to more accurately say, I am a slacker.  And a big one at that.  But this is my last year here that I will truly be with my family.  So to quiet my guilty conscious I am going to write again.  (Not that I ever wrote in the first place, but we're not going to dwell on the past.)

My life is hectic.  No joke here.  My life is run by a clock.  I am constantly running from place to place, usually looking liking a chicken with it's head cut off, trying to accomplish the things that I am supposed to do.  Let me give you a brief inside on what i am talking about;

Monday: Wake up at 6 am, read and study.  Get back in bed at 640 because i am so tired. 7 am re-awaken to read scriptures with my family. 715 rush to get ready for school. leave for school at 730. (needless to say, i will not be winning any awards on my appearance this year) 

 class starts at 750 am until 240 pm.  This is where i rush home to work on homework for a few minutes, scarf down a quick meal. than leave for work at 330. There I am submitted to detestable and cruel punishment. making food and dealing with hungry people (which is the worst kind)  I endure this for about 7 or so hours, get home around 11 pm.  Take a shower.  finish homework and go to bed.  Only to wake up on time the next morning and do it all over again.  and again.  and again. 

When I work over 30 hours a week my life gets crazy.  I am constantly checking the time, awaiting the inevitable task of where I have to go next or what I have to do. (and keep in mind, this is all without my church callings and responsibilities, my volunteering at CCWCC, or family and friend time.) 

I am at the mercy of a cruel, cold-hearted tyrant...the blasted clock.  And in case I wasn't clear, it has no mercy.

But forgiving the glorious rant I just had, let me add a few perks that are coming up.

Firstly, I am backing down on work, only 10-15 hours a week.  

Second, I am finally beginning to volunteer at CCWCC way more often.  Which I am so excited about and love doing!

Third, I am no longer the Laurel president.  I finally had to tell my advisor that I would not be able to keep up and still contribute and do everything that I was doing. (for those who know me, I loved to be involved and usually had some huge church project going on, but I just don't have time anymore.)

And last but not least.  I can definitely see the improvement in myself because of waking up and reading my scriptures and becoming more spiritually sure of myself.  I love where it is going!

p.s. one more thing.  The holidays are speedily approaching!!!!!  I love this time of year!  This alone helps get me through a particular depressing work day :)

Just Another Day at the Adair House...

If you didn't know already, there is ALWAYS something going on at my house.  We always have something going on in the backyard and are constantly having people over.  Well todays adventure was Mike and Smith running around the yard with construction stilts on.  It was actually really funny to watch!! But they did fall on their faces a few times, which unfortunately was really funny as well and made me laugh really hard. (oh come on, you would have laughed as well!)  And Crew even tried them on and walked around! Sooo Cute!

Summer Evenings

I love Summer! I love every part of it!  Playing ball in the backyard, sitting on the back porch, eating tiki shak, summer evenings, perfect weather, movie nights EVERY night, sleeping in, NO SCHOOL, etc.  Seriously the list could go on and on.

A few weeks ago my family decided to eat dinner on the back porch.  The sun was just about to set and the weather was amazing!  Here are a few pics.

And my personnel favorite.... 

I will for sure be moving somewhere with nice weather so I can do this with my family.  Because honestly, this is what life is all about.