Series of Unfortunate Events

So lets just say that the first few weeks of my 4th semester of college I have found myself saying on more than one occasion "I cannot believe this happened to me."

Event #1
This place where I go to school (Utah) has had record breaking lows when it comes to the weather this year. I have never been so cold in my life. The other day this absolutely horrid thing happend. The whole state froze! It had rained in the early morning and because of the freezing temperatures everything turned to black ice. You should watch this video of BYU students trying to get to campus.

Well because the Ice was so slippery I ended up falling myself, of course. The problem was my NEW iPhone 5 was in my hand and I prayed as it fell down the flight of stairs (in slow motion) that it would be okay. Not so lucky... theres a nice crack right across my phone. There is even more sadness to this story but I won't go into anymore detail. But basically Apple's customer service stinks!


Event #2
I am a Peer Mentor for BYU Freshman Mentoring (look it up, it's great). Last Friday we put on a special event for Freshman where they got a free mug and hot chocolate. I had an hour shift in the hot chocolate stand where I was serving freshman. In the tent there was a propane heater to keep us warm. A freshman came up to me and said "Hey you are one fire!" I immediately thought it was some desperate attempt at hitting on me and I just kinda smiled back. He then said again "No you are really on fire" and I was! My North Face Jacket had caught on fire from the heater. It completely melted and my phone case was in the pocket and also melted. I am blessed I did not get burned and that Freshman was there to save me.

Although there have been some crazy things these past few weeks I am so grateful to have such wonderful friends to get my through these tough times.

Beauty Wound

It was once said that "Beauty is Pain." I never really understood what that meant until this past week. On Wednesday I had to take my brother to the dentist and while I was waiting for him the waxing salon next store was calling my name. Every once in a while I get my eyebrows waxed because it makes them easier to shape and tweeze. Seeing I had some time on my hands I went in and got them waxed. Everything felt fine (as fine as waxing can go) and I paid the nice lady and left. For those of you who have never gotten your eyebrows waxed it's not too painful but the area may be red and tender for a few hours after.  After I got home the area below my eyebrow was abnormally stinging so I looked in the mirror and beheld... (first picture)!

I thought that maybe the wax had either burned me or it had actually ripped off some of my skin. I texted my best-friend who had a sister that's an Aesthetician and said the wax probably burned my skin and to pul aloe on it. I immediately went outside to our aloe vera plant (thank you dad) and applied the area with the horribly smelling goopey stuff (see picture two). By the end of the night it looked like picture three. I did go back to the salon the day after it happened and the two ladies were not helpful at all. They said it would heal and it looked fine. So for the next few days I continually applied Neosporin and Vitamin E to my beauty wound. Last night the whole red stuff peeled off and my eyelids look brand new and there was no scar!  :) It is safe to say I will NEVER get an eyebrow wax again in my life... 

A little side note: The same day this all happened my prince charming of a man brought me a little surprise! There was this pair or Ray-Ban sunglasses that I really loved but couldn't bring myself to purchase them. Danny said he ordered them for me a few days before and they came at obviously the perfect time. Lets just say I didn't take them off for the next three days! 

P.S. This is a cool blog about redefining beauty! I found it helpful while thinking about why women torture themselves to look a certain way. 

Summer Happenings

I cannot believe I have been home for summer for almost two months now! There were definitely perks and downsides to coming home earlier than all my friends. A few of the perks include: catching up on all my reading, working on a cookbook, managing our rental house and... (drum roll) QUILTING.  My mother is an amazing quilter and I have tried over and over to fall in love with the hobby, but can't quite seem to find the joy in it. I can't tell you how many times I've had to pick out a seam or how I ran out of thread with only a little left to sew. Regardless of all the little (troublesome) tasks involved with sewing, the final product, I have to say, is priceless!

I actually started this quilt last year before I went off to college for Danny's Mom, but never had the time to finish it. So with all this newfound time I decided to get it done and was able to give it to her for her birthday this week. Happy Birthday Mrs. Vivier!!

After making four quilts over the years, this being my fourth, I still have not decided if it is something I will continue to do in the future! I do know I will cherish all the quilts my own mother has made for me and am always grateful for her patience in helping me figure out this quilting business.