Fixer Upper

I’ve been thinking a lot about the movie Frozen and how much of a hit it’s been. I loved it. It was the first movie I took my daughter to, and she loved it. It was really a great story.

There have been a lot of interpretations on it. But the number I see getting forgotten is the little ditty about being a fixer upper. Here are the words:

Bulda: What’s the issue, dear?
Why are you holding back from such a man?
Is it the clumpy way he walks?

Cliff: Or the grumpy way he talks?

Female Troll 1: Or the pear-shaped, square-shaped
Weirdness of his feet?

Male Troll 1: And though we know he washes
Well – he always ends up sort of smelly.

Bulda: But you’ll never meet a fellow who’s as

Bulda and Cliff: Sensitive and sweet!
So he’s a bit of a fixer-upper,
So he’s got a few flaws.

Female Troll 2: Like his peculiar brain dear,

Male Troll 2: His thing with the reindeer.

Troll Duet: That’s a little outside of nature’s laws!

Small Group of Trolls: So he’s a bit of a fixer-upper,
but this we’re certain of
You can fix this fixer-upper
Up with a little bit of love!

Kristoff: Can we please just 
Stop talking about this? 
We’ve got a real, actual problem here.

Bulda: I’ll say! So tell me, dear
Is it the way that he runs scared?

Male Troll 3: Or that he’s socially impaired?

Troll Child: Or that he only likes to tinkle in the woods
Anna: I did not need to know that…

Cliff: Are you holding back your
Fondness due to his unmanly blondness?

Female Trolls: Or the way he covers
Up that he’s the honest goods?

All Trolls: He’s just a bit of a fixer-upper,
He’s got a couple of bugs
His isolation is confirmation
Of his desperation for healing hugs
So he’s a bit of a fixer-upper,
But we know what to do
The way to fix up this fixer-upper
Is to fix him up with you!

Kristoff: ENOUGH! She is engaged 
to someone else, okay?!

(beat)

Cliff: So she’s a bit of a fixer-upper, 

Male Troll 4: That’s a minor thing.

Male Troll 5: Her quote ‘engagement’ is a flex arrangement.

Troll Child: And by the way I don’t see no ring!

Male Trolls: So she’s a bit of a fixer-upper,
Her brain’s a bit betwixt.
Get the fiancé out of the way and
The whole thing will be fixed.

Bulda: We’re not sayin’ you can change him,
‘Cause people don’t really change.
We’re only saying that love’s a force
That’s powerful and strange.
People make bad choices if they’re mad,
Or scared, or stressed.
Throw a little love their way.

Female Trolls: Throw a little love their way.

Bulda and Female Trolls: And you’ll bring out their best.

All Trolls: True love brings out their best!
Everyone’s a bit of a fixer-upper,
That’s what it’s all about!

Cliff: Father!

Female Troll 3: Sister!

Male Troll 6: Brother!

All Trolls: We need each other to raise
Us up and round us out.
Everyone’s a bit of a fixer-upper,
But when push comes to shove.

Olaf:
The only fixer-upper fixer
That can fix up a fixer-upper is

Trolls:
True! true! 
True, true, true!
Love (True love)
Love, love, love, love, love
Love! (True love!)

True…

Troll Priest: Do you, Anna, take Kristoff to be your troll-fully wedded?

Anna: Wait, what!?

Troll Priest: You’re getting married!

Trolls: Love!

Here’s a little background. Kristoff is a mountain man that has been raised by trolls. He’s not particularly fond of humans, and why would he be? He is, for all intent and purposes, a troll. He’s a little dirty, a little rough around the edges, but as we see throughout the movie, he’s a pretty outstanding guy. He’s down to earth and when it really comes to it, he really loves Anna. Unlike that Hans creep, amiright?

OK. It’s a cute little song. Really. I love the idea.

But lately, I’ve been seeing girls using it to describe the boys in their lives. I say girls because I don’t really think that this way of thinking is exactly adult.

Let us note the fixer upper qualities listed in this song:

  • The way he walks
  • The way he talks (he’s a bit of a grump)
  • His personal hygiene (his best friend is a reindeer, you know)
  • His best  friend is a reindeer
  • He thinks a little bit differently
  • Sometimes he gets scared (they aren’t clear, but I think he’s mostly scared of emotions, and what guy isn’t?)
  • He’s a little socially awkward
  • He pees in the woods
  • He’s blonde
  • He’s way too modest and a little shy

Honestly, I love Kristoff. Probably because, in some ways, he reminds me of my own man. He’s a little rugged, but a true diamond in the rough.

But here is the context I’ve heard some girls use this song for the men in their lives.

  • He only hit me once and the bruise wasn’t even that bad
  • Yea, he cheated on me, but my love can change that!
  • He acts and thinks like a sociopath, but he’s just shy, I’ll bring him out of his shell
  • He doesn’t usually talk respectfully to me, but we can move passed that
  • I said no, and he did it anyway, but he loves me
  • He has some real psychological problems and won’t get help for them but he just needs healing hugs!
  • His drug addiction isn’t that bad
  • He talked me into cheating on my husband, but he really respects me!
  • He can learn to be good with my kids, it’s okay if he yells at them and makes them cry for now

I don’t think this is what the writers at Disney wanted to get across, yet, I have seen it already.

When I got married, there were for sure some quirks that drove me nuts. I know that me not tightening the lids and leaving cups all over the house probably really annoy(ed) my husband, too. When I heard this song, I remember thinking about all those little things and remembering what it was like trying to learn to live with another human being and trying to be better people so that we could really make things work.

But it wasn’t a major attitude adjustment or lifestyle change for either of us. Fixing up should never be. It’s fixing up, not remodeling.

I believe in second chances. I really do. I believe that someone with real problems can turn around and be a fine upstanding individual. I don’t believe that there is any woman or girl out there that deserves to be abused, disrespected, neglected or treated any less than the queen she is in the mean time.

Girls, it’s not your job to find a man/boy/cub who needs to be fixed and be his savior. That job has already been done. You can be a great example, but do it from afar.

I know so many women in my life that feel the need to stay with someone because they feel like they can change him and help him to better. And they might be able to. I believe that when you truly love someone, you help each other to be better.

But therein lies the key.

You both become better.

If one of you is paying the price, it isn’t a healthy relationship.

You might have times in a relationship that are bumpy. But it shouldn’t be based on bumpiness. It shouldn’t start out with bumpiness. Bumpiness should be an every now and again thing, not all the time, and certainly not at your expense.

I believe in the beauty of being a woman. I believe that we deserve love and happiness in whatever form that takes for us in our lives. I believe that we often sell ourselves short and feel like we don’t deserve to be happy. But we do! Anyone who tells you anything different is thinking more about their own needs than yours, and you need to fix up your life and get them out of it.

“Some people are worth melting for…just maybe not right this second.” ~Olaf

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The Final Stretch

I just starting my final semester at ASU this week. I’m only doing online courses, which was one of the best decisions of my life. I am so happy to just read and write from the comfort of my own home.

It isn’t a perfect solution. I miss institute. I could go, but the whole point of not going to campus was so that we could use the money I save on gas on having the internet in our apartment. Yes, I do use that much gas. Conversely, yes, our internet will be that cheap. It’s all a matter of perspective. Either way, I’d rather have my tank be any kind of full instead of any kind of empty. I’m an optimist like that.

It’s also a good way to deal with a lot of stress. I’m finding (ha, that’s an understatement, you see, because I’ve known it allllll along), that my family isn’t perfect. Also an understatement. It’s a lot of stress on a girl who is trying to, and barely being able to make it on her own to have to see adults (me? I’m not an adult, yet) in my life do what only looks like wasting precious moments. I’m sure it’s more than that, but from the outsider’s point of view, I just see fully grown people making really terrible decisions instead of enjoying the lives that they’ve built, each other, and the plain and simple fact that they are alive and healthy (for the most part). I watch my grandma wasting away to nothing, nobody knowing what she’s going through on the inside because she can’t express herself at all, and I think: what about this do people not see? Life is short. Get over it. All of it. Let it go. Let yourself go. Not in an unhealthy way,  but in an enjoyable, living life to it’s fullest kind of way. But as someone pointed out to me when I first started this blog, apparently, I don’t have any experience to speak from. So I let it go.

I’ve had several adults unfriend me from facebook because of choices that other people in my family have made. I don’t care that they unfriended me. I do care that there is SO much immaturity in the people around me. Unfriending someone is like what you do in like junior high when you like want to get like a point across or like punish someone for like looking at you cross eyed. When it’s used the same way by people who are at least 10 years older than me, I think it’s a little silly. I’m not saying that they don’t have their reasons. I am saying that I just plum don’t understand some of the things they do.

That just kinda made me crave plums.

Anyway, enough on that.

I’ve got a lot to look forward to, though. I’m reading some fantastic literature this semester, and have already really gotten into it. It’s only going to get better. Plus, my classes are pretty chill and probably will be until October when I get to add to more to the list. Joy. But it’s all over after December. And, a guy in my ward talked to me about online teaching, so I’ll be looking into that soon as well. It’s an exciting time.

I just got a new phone. It’s a Blackberry Curve, and I feel all fancy with my little battery killer. It’s been fun to play with, but I gotta figure out how to keep it charged up. It might help if I actually let it die and then charge all the way up at least once. We’ll see.

I’m going to see Les Miserables on September 11. Nothing says remembering the tragedy of that day like going to see a play about the French Revolution. I may or may not have gotten Jared excited by telling him that there were…er…uhm…certain kinds of ladies in the play.

“Those certainly are lovely ladies, Mrs. Green.”

Not really. He’s been looking for something like this to take be to since I definitely put up with things like Monster Jam and baseball games. Not that I don’t love those things, it’d just nice to get a little bit of a different kind of refinement every so often. He jumped at the chance to take me when I told him that they were coming to Gammage for a week. I’m super excited to go, too. It’s been probably ten years since I saw it last with my older sister, Katherine, and I can’t wait to see the new updated performance. It’s such a beautiful story. I read the unabridged book when I was in 6th grade, and it has always held a special place in my heart. It was my first HUGE novel, so it’s like a lover in a way. But not really. At all. Sometimes, I really shocked my teachers.

Then, the next day,  we’re taking a huge trip to California. We’ll be going to Disneyland/CA Adventure for three days, and then for the other days, we’ll be visiting some sights in Hollywood and a little Danish village called Solvang. I’m super excited.I I’ll post on that when we get back. Maybe. I don’t post often enough, but that’s life, I guess.

This will mark my fourth trip to Disneyland this year. But let me explain: 2 out of those four times, I was basically babysitting. I went with my sister-in-law and bestie Lacey with her junior high band back in May. It was a lot of fun, and we got to do soooo much, including a fantastic nigh at LAPhil, where we got to see the performance from behind the symphony. I couldn’t believe how well behaved the kids were for the whole trip, but it was certainly exhausting. We were running all around the park and didn’t get to do much there. One of the other times, I was with my mom and Rachael. That went really well, but it’s tiring trying to get Rachael to go where she doesn’t want to go after she’s exhausted from walking all day. While both of those times were fun, they weren’t really relaxing or vacations. So this time, I’m taking time to just enjoy myself with my husband and two of our good friends. I can’t wait to get over there. We’ll be there for the beginning of the Halloween season where we will get to see the haunted mansion Jack edition.

“I sense there’s something in the wind that feels like tragedy’s at hand.”

I also might be maybe getting my AC finally fixed in my car. They have to find a part that nobody makes anymore, so there’s a good chance that it’ll never happen. Either way, I’m thinking cool thoughts and hoping/praying that something turns up. Needless to say, I have my tithing already set aside and will be turning it in on Sunday. It’s a little late for August, but better late than never. Any prayers or donations of old Cadillac parts would be appreciated.

I think that’s it for now.

“Just because I cannot see it, doesn’t mean I can’t believe it!” Jack Skellington

Year

I’ve been working on this post since December. I’ve been doing a lot of reflecting on my first year of marriage.

Jared and I have been talking about all that we’ve accomplished. I have two more semesters under my belt, he has graduated and gotten a job, and we’ve loved each other the whole way through it. We’ve also found out that neither one of us is perfect, and that’s been an interesting ride.

When we first got married, I compiled a list of things that I had learned. I would like to do that again. I actually haven’t read that other post in a long while, so it’ll be interesting to see what comes of this.

1. Sometimes, you have to be a freaking olympic medal winning gymnast. Not only because when you’re busy your apartment gets cluttered, and sometimes you just really have to get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom or get a drink in the dark, but because fighting is something that is really easy to fall into. It’s like the thing that’s always waiting for you, especially when you get really tired or really stressed. Sometimes, it’s really easy to step over it and not do it. Other times, you have to do a sextuplet backwards octopus somersault to stay away from it. But even when you pull a muscle trying to avoid it, it’s worth it. That being said:

2. You can’t ignore problems. They don’t just go away. But timing is everything. If I see that Jared is really upset already, it isn’t a good time to remind him that I asked him to do the dishes and they still aren’t done (hypothetical, of course, my husband is perfect). And he does such a good job at waiting until it’s a good time to bring something up with  me. Adding trash on top of trash just makes a bigger pile of trash. Pulling things out when there is some breathing room can make all the difference.

3. Prayer still solves everything. It may not necessarily fix the problem, but it’s a good way to let go of some things. When we pray together, it gets rid of animosity or stress, and gives us a chance to have some rest, knowing that we’ve laid our burdens on the Lord, and that He is going to help us get through whatever it is that we are dealing with. That doesn’t mean life is freaking peachy or anything. It just means that when we involve the Lord in our lives, it makes things considerably easier to deal with. Prayer is also a way to be sanctified. In conversing with the Lord, we become clean and whole as we are filled with his spirit. Prayer is one of the most powerful actions we can take in this life.

4. Everyone has problems. But if we don’t deal with our problems, we can’t help others with theirs, and sometimes, we’ll never really be able to help other people because we can’t or because they don’t want help. We have to focus on us first. That doesn’t mean that we have to be selfish, because sometimes helping other people with their issues helps us. However, if my arm has been cut off, it wouldn’t make much sense for me to help someone tie their shoes. It’s kinda the same concept of when you’re on an airplane, and they tell you to put your mask on before helping anyone else do it. You’re not much use if you’re dead.

5. Intimacy can cure a lot. Not everything, but a lot. So many times when I thought I was going to break down, the loving arms of my husband did more for me than anything else. That physical presence of someone who loves you more than anything is one of the most wonderful feelings in the world. It’s enough that even when I’m not with him, I can feel his arms around me. It’s pretty amazing how far a hug can get you, and how much even further kisses can get you. It’s a driving force in my life, and I’m so grateful for those little moments of closeness.

6. Family is wonderful. I’ve  grown closer to people in my family and people in Jared’s family over the last year, and it’s nice. They can be so supportive and so helpful when we need them to be, and that’s really nice. However, I’ve grown to depend more on Jared, and I think he has done the same to me. It’s a new feeling to have one person that you can always turn to, and while having other people there to go to is absolutely wonderful, having one person that is your best friend and the love of your life is simply the best. I’ve grown so close with people that I thought I was already close with, too, and that has been fun and enlightening.

7. It’s really amazing how much of yourself you find when you really look. And there’s all sorts of you’s out there to get acquainted with. Every new corner is brimming with experience. We just have to have the strength to look around that corner.

8. Believing in the impossible makes things more possible. When the White Queen told Alice that she believed in as many as 6 impossible things before breakfast, she was teaching Alice an exercise in faith, trust, and hope. Without those three things, there isn’t much else out there, is there?

Take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of themselves.   ~The Duchess

Yea, we still kiss. Whatever.

Tostadadadas

I don’t usually share recipes because I always feel like I just copy what everyone else does. However, today, I made this fabulous meal that didn’t cost too much and tasted fantastic, so I thought I’d share.

I went to dinner with at my brother-in-law and sister-in-law’s house on Sunday (that would be Jared’s brother and his wife…that just seems to be a mouthful any way you put it…), and they made fantastic tacos. I’ve been craving them ever since. The thing is, I hate eating tacos. Lemme splain. I love tacos, but taco shells make me angry. They’re messy, and hard to bite, and they always scratch up my mouth. Dan and Jill had tostada shells, which are basically flat taco shells. This was a win because I could actually eat it. Last night, Jared and I went shopping. Thus, an ingredient list was born:

1 lb beef (I usually buy 70/30 so it’s a little unhealthy)

1 can Ro*Tel diced tomatos and green chilies (you could probably do something else, but these are so good!)

1 can refried beans

Hard Tostada shells (any brand will do, but if you look by the tortillas, you can usually find Arizona made ones that are fantastic)

Misc/optional items:

grated cheese, sour cream, guacamole, onions, lettuce, anything you’d like on a taco

So, having somewhat of an idea of what exactly I wanted to do with all of these things, I started cooking. And thus were born

The Best Tostadas Ever Made by Amber Bienz, Ever

Cook the beef in taco powder flavoring (taco bell flavoring is the best, but you can use any taco flavoring)

Pour in tomatos and green chilies  and let it simmer

Warm up again and add can of beans

Spread on tostada, add whatever toppings you wish, and have a fiesta in your mouth

Serves 4

So, I guess that’s it. I thought I’d share. It’s pretty inexpensive and there’s a lot of it. Yay! This also makes a pretty sweet dip for tortilla chips if you want something simple. You could even put it on a burrito. It’s pretty much an all purpose recipe for people like me who love good tasting food but don’t have a ton of money. Plus, in the grand scheme, there is a lot of nutrition, and it fills you up fast. Go try it now!

Lost and Found

Do you ever look back on your life and wish you could wipe someone or something out of it completely?

Sometimes I think I want to do that, but then I remember about polishing stones, and I realize that all things really do come together for our good.

In the last two years, I’ve dealt with more heartbreak than I can explain. Some of it was because of mistakes I made. Some of it  was due to mistakes other people had made.

It seems like my world came crashing down around the time that Jared came home from his mission. That was such a difficult time. It was the first time I realized how much our actions can make in impact in other peoples’ lives. There was so much pain and conflict that surrounded that whole ordeal, and when I read The Miracle of Forgiveness as a part of my repentance process, I finally understood how selfish sin is. Not only are we putting other things before God, but we are putting ourselves before God. I had never really looked at it that way before. I remember how much it seemed that everybody hated me. I know now that a lot of that was in my mind, but at the same time, there was a lot of judgement passed and relationships were broken. It may have been true, but it was done in a hurtful way that made it hard to see that there would ever be a time where I wouldn’t be seen as a terrible person.

But I have such a great understanding and appreciation for the Atonement of my Savior, and while I know there would have been better ways to have learned it, I am grateful that I learned it despite the trial and the heartache that I caused for myself, for Jared, and for the people close to us. The Atonement is a living, breathing thing, and it’s there for us to use. If you desire to feel a complete change in your heart, the Atonement is the only way to get there. Regardless of your religion or outlook, there is so much peace that can come from realizing what you’ve done wrong, asking for forgiveness, forgiving yourself, and choosing to do all that you can to fix what you’ve done, and then changing yourself completely so it can no longer have control over you. And it comes only with time, effort, humility, complete truthfulness, and above all, a willingness to change. What a blessing this change was for me in my life! I didn’t realize how badly I needed it, and now I realize how I couldn’t live without it.

The next year had its ups and downs. Jared couldn’t figure out what to do with his life, and for some reason, he came to me to try to find a path to follow. Prayerfully, and with careful consideration of what myself and his family members had told him, one day he just seemed to know what to do. He was getting ready to start school, and he surprised me (for the most part) with a proposal early on in the year. I won’t say we didn’t have any support, but I will say that the reactions we received were not exactly what we expected. It was tough to deal with so many people who felt like we wouldn’t make it, all while trying to figure out how we would make it. There were so many times I broke down  crying because it felt like all anyone did was tell us it couldn’t happen rather than offering help or advice.

Just when I was sure we weren’t going to be able to get married, we found an apartment in our price range at a good location. At this point, we decided we would make it no matter what anyone said…and it seemed that almost as soon as we made that choice, everyone else seemed to truly be happy for us. I think that it wasn’t the approval of people that was the problem, it was our lack of confidence in ourselves and the Lord. I believe that people were generally happy for us, but it wasn’t until we completely left it up to the Lord that everything seemed to make sense.

Jared was doing well in school (and continues to do well), I was making just enough money to see us through, and things were going great.

But then everything seemed to crash again. It seems like every time we find our answers, we get tested in some other way.

My sister, who had been battling her own problems both in life and in health for as long as I can remember, passed away very suddenly and without warning. All the time we had spent talking over decorating for my wedding and all the effort she put into helping me in my life was gone, and there was nothing I could do to get it back. I was faced with the reality of how quickly we can lose someone we love as I watched my estranged sister struggling with the death of LaDawn. She had nobody in our family to turn to because she had completely walled herself off to us. And to make matters worse, things at home began to fall apart, too.

Everywhere I stepped, something was breaking, and it felt like everyone just needed a huge time out. The fighting, the anger, the frustration, the hatred, it all came out in the most poisonous ways. This just happened to be the straw that broke the camel’s back in the shaky relationship between my parents. I don’t want to point fingers or blame, but I will say there was a lot of selfishness going on, and also a lot of misunderstanding and a lack of compassion.

So, I only had going to the Temple to look forward to, and I found this a daunting task. I could feel so many forces trying to stop me, and it became difficult to focus on anything. The easiest thing to do was sleep because I was safe there.

But the day came. And some of the people I love the most were there for me that day. There was only a week left until the wedding day, and I felt that I had finally found some solid ground to stand on. I am so grateful for the Temple, and so grateful for the hard work that Jared and I both did to make sure that we got there. It wasn’t easy, and everywhere it seemed that there was so much against us, but we made it. And we’re still making it.

I don’t write this down so much to complain. I don’t write it down because I regret any of it. I write it down because I can see within the words of the story, intertwined between lines of hurt and frustration, a story of hope and growth. I can look back at the woman I was, see myself now, and evaluate how much has happened and how it has changed me and how it continues to change me. I’d like to think that my priorities are much better now, but only time will tell.

I can only hope that somewhere, sometime, someone will read this, and they will understand that there is always hope. We find hope in unexpected places, and sometimes, it’s buried under whatever ails us: whether that is addiction, pain, frustration, sorrow or any other array of emotions or behaviors that cause us to get off track in our lives, if we but trust in the Lord, and lean not unto our own understanding, He will illuminate the path.  We will find a light and a safety if we just look and put aside ourselves and our assumptions about how things are supposed to be, and just fall into the arms of Christ, take a leap of faith, and aspire higher.

Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish,
Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel.
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.

Joy of the desolate, light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure!
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
“Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure.”

Here see the Bread of Life, see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above.
Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing
Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove.

Thomas Moore

Polishing

Wow, can life be hectic. Medical problems, car problems, family problems, I hate school and I couldn’t graduate fast enough problems…

And there never seems to be a minute where I can just take a breather. But, there is good in this.I’ve had an interesting journey this summer.

I’ve learned what it’s like to drive in the heat with no air conditioning in my car. I’ve learned to be grateful I have a car.

I’ve learned what it’s like to realize that I have nothing in common with any of my friends from high school anymore. I’ve learned to reflect on memories, take a moment to smile, and then be willing to set them aside to start my own life.

I’ve learned what it’s like to be pretty sure I was pregnant/dying/going to be diagnosed with some strange disease. I’ve learned what it’s like to find out that all of those tests were negative (bittersweet on some accounts).

I’ve learned what it’s like to see a marriage deteriorate over nothing. I’ve learned that my marriage can be strengthened over nothing.

I’ve learned that this life is full of tough times and disappointments. I’ve learned how important it is to realize how many tender mercies are all around us.

I’ve learned what it’s like to be taken out of Primary. I’ve learned to enjoy time while I’m having it so that when it’s time to do something different for a while or maybe forever that I can feel accomplished and ready to move forward.

I think that there are so many things happening in my life right now because I’m getting ready to make the biggest change ever. Within the next few years, I’ll be done with school, and Jared and I will be starting a family together. It’s weird to think that in not too long, we could have a whole new place to live, new job(s), new bills, maybe a dog, hopefully a baby…and wasn’t it just five seconds ago that I was seriously worried about getting asked to Prom as if it would ruin my life if I didn’t? Life moves so quickly these days, and nothing is ever easy. However, I’m finding that with each new experience, I learn and grow.

We have two choices in this life. We are going to have experiences no matter what we do, and those experiences are going to shape us regardless of what we want. The choice is to let those experiences make us better or make us worse. Two people could go through the same exact problems, and depending on how they decide to be shaped, they could come out as the most pessimistic and the most optimistic person. Every day, we make the decision to let people, places, and things change us for the better or for the worst.

So, how will you let what happens today shape you?

I am like a huge, rough stone rolling down from a high mountain; and the only polishing I get is when some corner gets rubbed off by coming in contact with something else, striking with accelerated force against religious bigotry, priest-craft, lawyer-craft, doctor-craft, lying editors, suborned judges and jurors, and the authority of perjured executives, backed by mobs, blasphemers, licentious and corrupt men and women—all hell knocking off a corner here and a corner there. Thus I will become a smooth and polished shaft in the quiver of the Almighty.

Joseph Smith

Do Re Mi

My friend, Allie, posted this on her blog, and I decided that it looked like a lot of fun. I feel like it’s a cool way to get to know someone, plus, I love music. I know I could have probably used all the official music videos, but some of them were a little skanky…these videos will have to do. So, here goes:

Your Favorite Song: This is a pretty tough choice for me because I love so many songs. Probably, “Dance the Night Away” I get excited anytime I hear this song.

Your least favorite song: “Toes” I dunno, sometimes I like it, sometimes I don’t. It just isn’t that great of a song.

A song that makes you happy: “Lucky” Because it’s true.

A song that makes you sad: “Skin” I cried the first time I heard this, I stopped what I was doing and cried.

A song that reminds you of someone: “I’ll Be There” reminds my of my dad. If he would have been around, we would have danced to it at my wedding. It’s pretty much exactly how he was.

A song that reminds you of somewhere: “A Pirates’s Life for Me” reminds me of Disneyland. There’s no way around it.

A song that reminds you of a certain event: “I’ll Be” reminds me of Prom with Jared. It was the first song we ever danced to together.

A song that you know all the words to: “King of Spain.” It’s pretty much the most catchy song out there. Thanks, Canada.

A song that you can dance to: “Giddy On Up” It’s pretty much amazing…even though it is about breaking up…but IDK, it’s pretty awesome..

A song that makes you fall asleep: “Gabriel’s Oboe” is one of my favorite pieces ever. So beautiful.

A song from your favorite band: “Ramble On” I will always be a Led head, unfortunately. Once, when I was in Italy, I heard an Italian guy sing this song. He didn’t know English, but he knew the words to this song.

A song from a band you hate: “Let’s Get it Started” It doesn’t get much more annoying than that. I am NOT going to post that because I feel like making people listen to Black Eyed Peas is cruel and unusual.

A song that is a guilty pleasure: “Raise Your Glass”. Sometimes, P!nk just says it right.

A song that nobody would expect you to love: “Party in the USA. Here, Lemme splain. It’s not so much that I LOVE the song, it’s that I love signing the song. You’ll know what I mean.

A song that describes you: This is a toughie…but probably “Hand in my Pocket” sorry for the bad word…

A song that you used to love, but now hate: “Jump” I just have someone I love very much who overplays it….no bigs.

A song you hear often on the radio: “Rhythm of Love” which isn’t necessarily a bad thing, really.

A song you wish you could hear on the radio: “Adiemus” We’ve all heard it somewhere, but I don’t know, I just wish I could hear it on the radio.

A song from your favorite album: Okay “Killer Queen” from the best of Queen. It’s awesome.

A song you listen to when you’re happy: “La Vie En Rose” because I feel like this describes the perfect kind of love that makes you do silly things…and I feel like even when we’re not in love, we should always see life in pink…find the beauty all around us all the time.

A song you want to play at your wedding: “Save a Horse Ride a Cowboy”. Jared wanted this to be playing as we left. It didn’t happen, but we blared it on our way to the hotel. I guess that’s what matters.

A song that makes you laugh: “I Would Walk 500 Miles” This is partly because of “How I Met Your Mother” and then also when I was in California with Sue and Brian and my iPod somehow got “stuck” playing this song over and over again.

A song from your childhood: “Particle Man” They Might Be Giants were pretty much a part of every day life in my home. Good times.

Your favorite song from this last year: “American Saturday Night” Brad Paisley is seriously the best. And this is a great song to end with.

And that’s really it. Thanks for taking time to get to know me.

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