Photo bombing!

We went as a ward up to Temple Square to see all the Christmas lights (and to try to spot our friend Megan who is serving a mission there--okay, only I was doing that). 

We gathered around at a certain point and took a group picture but it wasn't until later that we found this little photo bombing gem:

 

Kills me!!

Bittersweet

Today was my last day teaching Institute for the summer.  I guess "summer" meant until the end of July.

It's funny how time can go by so quickly when you're constantly doing things.  I only taught every other week, but man those lessons would creep up on me every. single. time.

If you know me, then you totes def know that I am the world's most accomplished procrastinator (thank you, thank you).  In true procrastinating fashion, I didn't put my lesson together until the day of, but ladies and gentleman, I had a breakthrough!!

I planned ahead and made sure to review the material alllllll week before actually deciding what to use during go time.  I'm quite pleased with the results and how preparedy I felt.

The thing I'll miss the most is getting to wear the lapel mic every week.  It made me feel like I was a life coach teaching a seminar.  I kept wanting to shout out things like, "You can DO it!!" and "Life is a choice, make your choice today!!"  But, don't worry, I restrained myself.

First world problem:

My glasses won't stay on.

Show of hands, who knows that I even wear glasses (roommates and family excluded)?

Well, I do.  Except that I wear contacts instead because I've always HATED wearing glasses.

Out of medical necessity, I HAVE to wear them.  No, I'm not wearing them because I'm getting that awesome surgery that fixes your eyes (if you'd like to donate to that cause...).  I'm wearing them because I picked up a couple infiltrates (not a joke, totes what they're called) in Belize.

They're just these little white milk droplet looking guys that I noticed my last day on the boat.  They freaked both me and mom my out, so she tracked down my family's hometeacher (who is an eye doctor) and had him look at my eye.  Turns out I'm not going to go blind like we thought--whew. 

He just said that I would need to wear my glasses for a few weeks so that they could go away.

WEEKS?!?!  That's right, folks.  I have been wearing them ever since I got back from Belize almost 3 weeks ago.  That's crazy talk for someone who only wears them in 7 minute stretches right before bed.

This is super convenient because 1. I have ZERO peripheral and 2. they are too big and won't stay on my head.

It was cool picking up my glasses from the ground 87 times a day, until I started wearing one of these guys to hold my glasses on behind my ears.

Problem solved.  Thank you, stretchy headband.  You are waaaaaaaay better than the plan of using those chain/necklace thingies that old people wear.

Texts from my landlord

"I'm bringing new furniture."

Which means we get a bunch of 20-year-old stuff from our landlord's basement (because he is moving) and he pats himself on the back for being a good landlord by refurnishing our apartment (excuse me condo). 

Apparently his daughter didn't want to live here with brown carpet and green couches, go figure.

Though it did look like a jungle, I kind of liked it.  Except for the spring on the far right side of the big couch that sucked you in and then catapulted you back out when you sat down.  Or the wooden bar that ran the length of it and jabbed you straight in the lower back no matter how or where you sat.  Or the collection of hair trapped in them from decades of girl inhabitants.

Those couches have seen some better days. 

So we got some "new to you" couches that barely made it up the stairs (good thing Stacy and Lacey were there).  And got to rearrange the entire living room. 

 Before while reading the Ensign together

Sleeping...

 what is this? strong guys or something?

I was in charge of direction

 After

 lacking artwork--but not for long!

All In a Day's Work

What happens when you drop a whole canister of plaster on the ground:

Not TOO bad.  You should have seen my pants.

My Healthy Eating Habits

I started this year with the decision that I was going to stop eating when I was full.  Novel idea, right?  It seemed pretty good to me considering that I tend to eat until I get bored of what I am eating and that is not too healthy, I guess.  I have been doing super fab and eating healthy, good-for-you-food as well.

Pretty good, yes?

BUT I decided to take a break...

Too many...?

Masterminding

What to do on a Saturday night when your BF is out of town?  Play Mastermind with your BFF, of course.

It was my first time playing, folks.  And my LAST.  Game CRAZY.

I felt like I was in the middle of a math test.  Serious mental block after every move.  The colors kept taunting me, "So you think you're right?  Got this in the bag, do you?"  And them BAM, wrong color, wrong placement, wrong, wrong, wrong. 

Apparently I have no deductive/logic skills.  But Stacy does.

 Got it in FOUR tries, take that Mastermind!!

Gloating over her elusive pattern choice.

At least I am fulfilling my goal of trying something new everyday.  Yesterday was "confuse your brain and make yourself feel like an idiot."  CHECK!

BEEF! It's what's for dinner!

Except it's pork....in the form of a corndog.

And now, an assortment of corndog pics from the internet.  I just had a really hard time choosing which one I wanted. 

Clearly, America, we have achieved great things.

Successful Member of Society? I Think So!

Win for the day:  Thursday Temple Night!  It is the spiritual glue that holds my life together. 

Fail for the day:  it rained.  but, really, that one was out of my control so maybe I should think of something else.

Real fail for the day:  I am not being successful with my goal to not eat after 7-8ish pm.  It is now 10:30 and I am about to have dinner, finally.