Harry Potter

My love for Harry Potter is certainly unhealthy. Like ridiculously so. Today I realized that if ever I were to get a tattoo (not that I am or anything) but it would absolutely be Harry Potter related. That is not even an exaggeration. My tattoo would be Harry Potter related. No doubt.

Da BoBo

Today I decided to blog about one of my little nieces. Now, I love all of my nieces and nephews a whole whole lot and each and every one of them has a special place in my heart. But today I am blogging about the sweet Brenly Belle. Or as she is more commonly known: BoBo, or my personal favorite da BoBo. 

When her mom had her new little (not little anymore, he looks like he is a baby that ate another baby. That kid is huge) baby brother, she stayed over at my house and she has never loved me so much as she did in that weekend. Plus I took her to the hospital to meet her new little bro, just me and her, and I am pretty sure that people thought she was my baby. Secretly I loved it. She is not, just in case anyone was wondering. Anywhoo, the whole weekend she was staying at my house, she would follow me around the house saying my name and if I went in the other room, say, the potty room or my bedroom, she would stand outside the door calling my name and if I didn't come out fast enough, she would start crying. Needless to say I loved it.

 It was hilarious. 

Please excuse my zitty face, but aren't we presh? (Mostly I just wanted to blog about this BoBo because we have this picture together from when we went to California and it is delightful.)

Splendidly Delightful

When my grandpa was bishop, he called himself as a nursery teacher the week that he got released as the bishop. He didn't tell anyone. He just did it. And then the High Council man got up immediately after and released my grandpa from being a nursery teacher and bishop and called him to be a member of the High Council. 

My Grandpa didn't just think about doing this, he actually had the nerve to get up in church and call himself to a really fun calling, which I think is almost inspiring. It makes me want to go through and actually do the funny things that I think of.

What an inspiring man. If only I had been there. It is an awesome story. 

Mostly my Grandpa was just splendid.

The Most Magical Place on Earth

This weekend I went to Disneyland! So much fun!

It was decorated all Christmas-y and cute. This is everyone that went.

Jon, Sheridan, Mark, Vanita, Nathan, Tiff, Rachel, Emily, Chantry, and Meagan

Chantry and I have the same last name, plus we are not even related (that we know of). We are cool.

It was quite cold so we made a line of cuddly-coldness

All the precious girls together. We are cuties.

CALIFORNIA, HERE I COME!

I AM GOING TO CALIFORNIA IN THE NEXT 12 HOURS!! I am seriously sooo excited. I am going with a big group of friends, my first real friends trip. It is going to be awesome and I will make sure to take lots of pictures, and hopefully I will actually blog about this fun experience since I do have my new goal to fulfill of writing something everyday. I am beside myself with joy for this new adventure. I have been needing an adventure in my life and here, this one appears!! WOOT WOOT!

and it would be a dog

According to my niece, if a girl and a girl were to get married they would only "live with a boy and it would be a dog." Therefore it is not good to get married to a girl if you are already a girl.

Curfew

I have a curfew and it sucks. I hate it. I am recently 20 years old and I have to be home at 12. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.