Sunday, July 27, 2008

Love and Sacrifice

My roommates and I attended a new YSA ward today for the first time. We decided that we really like the ward. We want to check out another ward next week, but we'll probably go to this one.

Anyway we came home and were really tired. It had been a long week. I decided to take a nap and I had this crazy, crazy dream. My friend Annie really, really likes this guy. In my dream she and I lived in this alternate universe where we were being forced into arranged marriages. Now luckily for me, I was being matched with the guy Annie likes, but Annie was matched with a white haired old geezer. I don't know who did the matching, but it was sad.

So in the course of my engagement with the guy Annie loved, I found out that he also loved her, but due to the arranged marriages, he couldn't pursue her. We ended up searching all sorts of old laws trying to find a loophole so that Annie and her guy could marry. It was intense as Annie was due to marry the old geezer the next day and I was supposed to marry her guy later that day.

We found the loophole, but it required that someone take Annie's place. I ended up running through buildings with long corridors bumping into children and knocking over old ladies as I sprinted to stop Annie's wedding...and take her place. So yes, I married an old guy so that my friend can marry the guy she loves. What does this say about me? I don't know, but hopefully not that I like old men. Eeeww.

Thursday, July 3, 2008

July 2nd

Guess what world?!!!

I'm moving out!!! Yes, you heard correctly! Three friends and I found a place, charmed the landlord with brownies, and got approved! We'll move in the middle of July! Wa-freakin-hoo!!!!!!
I've been dreaming of moving out for a couple of years now and I finally feel secure enough (financially) to do it. I'm so glad my friends invited me to find a place with them. That makes it even more fun!

So here are my dreams for living with my friends:
Sunday Dinners. I know people will want to see family and stuff, but I'd like to try one Sunday a month and fix a nice meal for all of us and eat together like a family. Essentially we will be family.

Midnight Munchies. I can see us up late some random Friday night just talking and giggling and eating Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream. Yum!

Family Prayer. Call me weird, but I'd love to do a roommate prayer together every night. Even though not all us may be there at the same time, I think it would help create an atmosphere conducive to the Spirit.

Those are just of few of my ideals and dreams. With any luck, they'll come true!


I like my friends; I want to be like them. Therefore, I'm want to participate in the blogathon they are doing. Unfortunately for me, I'm already three days behind. So I''ll be playing catch up. This is what I should have written for July 1st.

I dreamed I was engaged to Mr. Darcy last night. This was the first time I've dreamed about it versus day-dreamed about it. Big difference. Many guys wonder what we girls fascination with Darcy is. Some say its just the his good looks, his money, and that he's British. (The 3 B's: Beauty, Bounty and British. Courtesy of Dave) While these are nice and admirable traits fully capable of making any girl swoon, they are not the reason we love him. He's a highly complex character. First he's resilient to the charms, and I use that term loosely, of Caroline Bingley. She only wants him for the 3 B's and does her best to prove that she is whom he should marry. By doing this she becomes catty, clingy, undesirable and a modern day witch. We admire men who can withstand the wiles of women like her.

Although Darcy is proud, once his fault is pointed out to him, he resolves to change and win the respect of Elizabeth. We want men who are willing to change and be the best that they can. We love men who treat us with respect and value our thoughts and opinions. He becomes humble insomuch that he endures becoming related to his enemy in order to have what he desires most; the love and good opinion of a good woman. He opens up more to society and learns to laugh at himself. I value this trait. We all take ourselves so seriously. Sometimes you just have to laugh at your mistakes and move on without letting little things get you down.

So guys, (I doubt any read this. If you do, leave me a note!) please realize that real women want real men. Men who are respectful, humble, strong enough to bear burdens, and strong enough to need us.