the one where i retreat

Well, it’s time for the walk of shame. After only a few short months on WordPress I am returning to Blogger. I tried to embrace WordPress but I just couldn’t make my blog look exactly like I wanted to here so, being the control freak/type A person that I am, I am headed back to my Blogger roots.

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the one about a poem

This past Sunday my bishop shared this beautiful poem in his talk and I wanted to share it with you :) It’s simply perfect. This poem paints a wonderful picture of the change the Gospel and our Heavenly Father can bring into our lives:

The Old Violin 

‘Twas battered and scarred,
And the auctioneer thought it
hardly worth his while
To waste his time on the old violin,
but he held it up with a smile.

“What am I bid, good people”, he cried,
“Who starts the bidding for me?”
“One dollar, one dollar, Do I hear two?”
“Two dollars, who makes it three?”
“Three dollars once, three dollars twice, going for three,”

But, No,
From the room far back a gray bearded man
Came forward and picked up the bow,
Then wiping the dust from the old violin
And tightening up the strings,
He played a melody, pure and sweet
As sweet as the angel sings.

The music ceased and the auctioneer
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said “What now am I bid for this old violin?”
As he held it aloft with its’ bow.

“One thousand, one thousand, Do I hear two?”
“Two thousand, Who makes it three?”
“Three thousand once, three thousand twice,
Going and gone”, said he.

The audience cheered,
But some of them cried,
“We just don’t understand.”
“What changed its’ worth?”
Swift came the reply.
“The Touch of the Masters Hand.”

“And many a man with life out of tune
All battered and bruised with hardship
Is auctioned cheap to a thoughtless crowd
Much like that old violin

A mess of pottage, a glass of wine,
A game and he travels on.
He is going once, he is going twice,
He is going and almost gone.

But the Master comes,
And the foolish crowd never can quite understand,
The worth of a soul and the change that is wrought
By the Touch of the Masters’ Hand.

- by Myra Brooks Welch


the one about romcoms

I looove 90’s RomComs! Let’s go back to the days of You’ve Got Mail, Sleepless in Seattle, and Sabrina. They’re classics and I could watch them all day long :) Oh, and Tom Hanks just has a way with words, doesn’t he? And Meg Ryan’s reaction is just perfect! Ah, this scene just makes my heart melt!

the one about the school year

Another year, another two semesters done at BYU. What’s scary is that I have only two left! I don’t know when I grew-up but I am dangerously close to ALL grown-up…

At the end of each school year I like to look back and see what I got done that year. I think it is safe to say that this has been one of the best school years ever! I cannot believe all of things that I accomplished and experienced since last April:

-Was accepted into the Marriott School of Management
-Got a 4.0 one semester
-Traveled to NYC all by myself
-Purchased a new computer
-Made it to the championship game with my intramural soccer team
-Attended my brother’s graduation from his masters’ program
-Was accepted into the Strategy Program
-Served as a student body officer
-Attended a TEDxEvent
-Got an internship with Goldman Sachs
-Was elected Vice President of Marketing in the Strategy Association
-Kept my goal of attending the gym
-Developed my cooking skills
-Performed a piano duet in church
-Did something scary
-Attended devotional every week
Only one year left, Provo
Only one year left, Provo

the one about a garden

Sometimes I wish I was already all-grown up. There are a plethora of reasons but one of them is because I want my own house and I want to fill it with whatever I want. The other aspect of my own house that I am really looking forward to is having my own garden. When I was little Mama and Papa Lo  had a garden. Saturday mornings were filled with complaints as we all traipsed out to the backyard to pull up the weeds that had taken residence over the week. I hated weeded as a child, but lately I’ve been craving my own garden; weeding seems like a small price to pay.

Some friends and I were discussing our love of gardens and found that Provo, beloved city that it is, has a community garden where you can rent plots! We immediately decided that we should rent a plot together and grow a cornucopia of veggies and herbs, including but not limited to:

-Snap peas
-Green beans
-Butternut squash
I’m excited to get planting! Let’s hope we have a nice, wet summer this year :)
I am fairly certain that this garden is perfect
I am fairly certain that this garden is perfect

the one about my bucket list

Every so often I look at my bucket list and decide to add to it, reiterate it, and check items off. So as of April 24, 2013, this is my bucket list, well a portion of it anyway:

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the one about the end

Ten things I learned from finals week:

  1. Popcorn makes an acceptable dinner during finals.
  2. Studying for hours on end will not help on your Organizational Behavior final.
  3. That really is your number with the lower-than-normal score next to it.
  4. Keep a stoic disposition when looking at your scores.
  5. New sweatpants make everything better.
  6. There’s no diet during finals week (see number 1).
  7. Sleep is a gift that should be taken advantage of whenever possible.
  8. Studying is much more effective if you’re watching a movie with friends at the same time.
  9. If you’re forced to be inside all day it’s bound to be beautiful weather.
  10. No matter how much you’re looking forward to the end of finals, you feel a little lost when the end finally comes.


However, I am finished with finals and am ready to bask in the glory of summer :) This is pretty much how I’m feeling: