tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41384642164609670462024-03-05T00:13:05.218-07:00That Tall GirlMidwest girl living in a crazy worldAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-69589178008316367392016-02-12T11:51:00.000-07:002016-02-12T11:51:32.354-07:00Real FriendsOh hey. It has been a while. Don't worry. Not much has changed. Well actually, that's false. But we don't need to get into that.<br />
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However, I do want to say that life is better when you're surrounded by your favorite people. People you live with, work with, go to school with, and who are related to you. It's pretty much a party everywhere I go. Snapchats occur on the daily, and I eat ice cream way too much. Sometimes I even take group selfies in class.<br />
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As for work and ice cream? I am confined to a cubicle with three other humans: Matt, Davis, and Sidney (Sidney from marketing). We hate each other; therefore, we are cell mates. Just kidding. We have a grand time being overwhelmingly sassy and sarcastic to each other. Occasionally, we have a good cry fest when we laugh too hard. We recently initiated Ice Cream Thursday. It was monumental. It generally happens when Matt is not around. Sorry, Matt. </div>
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Life is a beautiful thing. It is definitely a struggle sometimes, but as long as you keep a positive outlook and remember the great people around you, everything will be okay. Or as Thomas S. Monson said, "Whether it is the best of times or the worst of times, He is with us. He has promised that this will never change." Life is about living and loving. Don't let the bad times get to ya. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-43759060479978186302014-12-13T15:25:00.002-07:002014-12-13T15:25:38.524-07:00Because She Told Me To<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlLGtoHUsHCXQh4M9VN4cp5J2HFjl8adNaJT9hXMoVHiqWAiHPjYzAuH4WNixSQEbU_RYSE0BfwDTp_Bb3Q99KyEb8ehEYbKIMwWlo2oqTbzpdQjAueFoadXUdR8cCFPSmFmVhCNASy5s/s1600/IMG_0881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlLGtoHUsHCXQh4M9VN4cp5J2HFjl8adNaJT9hXMoVHiqWAiHPjYzAuH4WNixSQEbU_RYSE0BfwDTp_Bb3Q99KyEb8ehEYbKIMwWlo2oqTbzpdQjAueFoadXUdR8cCFPSmFmVhCNASy5s/s1600/IMG_0881.JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a>So this is the final week that I am required to write a blog post. Maybe, just maybe, I will continue this after this is all over. It really depends on how crazy life gets next semester. Anyways, I was talking to my little sis the other day, and I asked her what I should write my final post about. Of course, she said herself. But you know what? I'm doing it! She deserves a shout out :)<br />
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Needless to say, I'm so excited to go home for Christmas! We get to spend a full two weeks together: laughing, talking, being stupid, and doing whatever we feel like. It will be great. Love ya, Sarah! See ya soon, sis.<br />
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So Wednesday of this past week, I was on campus working on a paper. I was minding my own business and totally in the zone. This guy walks up and asks, "Hey, did you happen to see a calculator here when you sat down?" I proceeded to look around and told him, "No, sorry!" I thought he would walk away like a normal person, but he continued to talk to me. We talked for a little while, mainly the "getting to know you" topics. Then he stopped and said, "Can I ask you a question? What would you say if I asked you on a date?" WHAT?! So random. I said yes, of course. Then he got my number. Wow. This guy has guts.<br />
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thattallgirl:)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-30263048026468228322014-11-29T12:04:00.002-07:002014-11-29T12:04:43.883-07:00#FirstWorldProblemsI could easily do the cliche "What I'm Thankful For" post this week, but I'm not. The title of this post is a common phrase among the young people of America. We complain about something and realize how ridiculous it is. For example, when I came home from my grandma's house yesterday, I was trying to fit the food she gave me in the fridge. I barely got it all in. What a bummer having too much food! That is a true #firstworldproblem. This morning I went grocery shopping even though I clearly have enough food. The food I do have is mainly dinner stuff, so I HAD to go get items for lunches. Sheesh. I should never complain about hunger ever again.<br />
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thattallgirl:)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-18015024476268178632014-11-22T16:44:00.000-07:002014-11-22T16:44:36.737-07:00Walking on SunshineRegardless of the cold and wet weather outside, I am so happy today. It wasn't always this way. The day started off as any normal busy Saturday: grocery shopping, HOMEWORK, and other odds and ends I have to take care of. I was mentally preparing myself to study the rest of the morning and early afternoon for my Stats 121 test I had to take today. I went to the library on campus and studied for a few hours. The time came for me to take my test, and I still didn't fell ready. Unfortunately, I had no choice in the matter. I have an interview on Monday during the only other time I could take this test. So I walked into the testing center, grabbed a snack, got my test, sat down, and took the test.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-38304687187277323852014-11-13T22:41:00.000-07:002014-11-13T22:41:25.324-07:00For the Beauty of the EarthThis week's post is kind of on the random side. It's also about weather, which is usually a topic for awkward small talk. I think this was brought about because we had our first snowfall of the season! Exciting, but also depressing. Exciting because it makes it feel even more like Christmas, but depressing because cold weather in Utah lasts till almost April.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-41055940995146041712014-11-07T23:38:00.002-07:002014-11-07T23:38:58.670-07:00Bring on the Holidays!As I lie here on my bed listening to Christmas music at the beginning of November, I feel I need to confess something: I LOVE Christmas. I mean, people generally have the same feelings towards Christmas, but I am obsessed. Hence, I started listening to Christmas music the day after Halloween. Yep, I'm one of those people. Here's my reasoning for it: Why only listen for only one month to some of the greatest music ever, if you can listen for TWO months. It's really a genius plan in my mind. I just love the holidays.<br />
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thattallgirl:)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-83756015429553559112014-10-30T22:03:00.001-06:002014-10-30T22:03:15.964-06:00Can It be Money-and-Treating??Today I feel like ranting about Halloween, since it's tomorrow. As a kid I absolutely loved it. An excuse to play dress-up and get a TON of free candy?? Yes, please! It's every kid's dream. Now that I'm older, but not quite old enough for a family of my own, I discovered that I feel like I'm in a limbo of sorts.<br />
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Let me explain. I am too old to <b>go </b>trick-or-treating, but I have no kids to <b>take </b>trick-or-treating. Also, who wants to put time and money into dressing up as something I'm not? We literally walk around trying to be someone we're not. If you really think about the concept of Halloween, it's really dumb. Sorry to all those who think Halloween is the best holiday ever, but I think I'm entitled to my own opinion, right?<br />
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thattallgirl:)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-30422992894978824332014-10-25T12:49:00.001-06:002014-10-25T12:55:24.711-06:00Like a DreamAs I promised last week, I'm gonna fill you in on my road trip to Colorado from last week. The fact that I showed up was supposed to be a complete surprise for my sister Ashley. She thought only Chelsea, another one of my sisters, was coming. However, she thought it was so weird that I wasn't planning on coming, so she kind of suspected something. It was still a surprise nonetheless. And yes, I tried to capture the actual event of me surprising her in this video. It didn't work out too well haha.<br />
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I think you get the gist of what happened though. It was a joyous reunion. We even made the cutest wreaths for all of our homes. Mine is a cute Christmas one--gotta have those holiday decorations! Probably one of my favorite parts about the trip was spending time with my niece Zoe. She is literally the cutest thing on this planet. Zoe has the greatest personality and is such a well-tempered baby. Here's a video of her climbing on me one morning while I was still waking up. The cutest. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-53165465421364396532014-10-15T22:56:00.003-06:002014-10-15T22:57:04.062-06:00Random Act of KindnessI was given an actual assignment for my blogging topic this week. I had to buy something for a random stranger and give it to him or her. This is kind of weird when you think back to growing up and how we were taught to not talk to strangers. Now I'm required to buy something for one? However, I was actually excited to do this. I've always wanted to perform a random act of kindness for someone. You always hear those stories of someone receiving a $100 bill or getting their groceries paid for. Obviously this wasn't as drastic, seeing as I'm a poor college student. However, I still enjoyed it just the same.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-83280429240426737822014-10-11T11:09:00.001-06:002014-10-11T11:09:27.264-06:00My Day of BirthTomorrow is the day! The day I celebrate my day of birth, womb emancipation, MY day! I'm so excited to turn 21. I feel so old now. Even though I am hundreds of miles away from my family, my friends make up for it. My two best friends, Allie and Emily, always know what to do to make my birthday special. We have a tradition between the three of us that we do a "birthday weekend." Essentially an excuse for us to party for more than just one day :) This year, we went to dinner with all of my roommates and our friend Aimee to JCW's for some iconic burgers, fries, and shakes. You can never go wrong with that. Then we drove up Provo Canyon to a spot for a fire! What a blast. They invited a bunch of my friends, and we had a good time playing around, talking, and roasting Starbursts. A few of us went hot tubbing afterwards to try and rid of the campfire smell from ourselves. That smell never seems to leave...<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-81286361571691722462014-09-26T18:06:00.001-06:002014-09-26T18:07:52.844-06:00An Incredible PersonOver the summer, my Grandpa Lewis passed away. He is one of the greatest men I know, and he is and was loved by everyone, especially his wife, Grandma Lewis. Recently, I have enjoyed the multiple opportunities to visit my grandma. She conveniently lives about twenty minutes away from me, so it makes for an easy drive. Grandma Lewis is such an incredible human being. Even though she lost her best friend and husband not too long ago, she is still a rock. She still warmly welcomes me in, every visit, with the same wonderful smile that<br />
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I love. Even through hard times, her ability to serve everyone is amazing. My mom told me a few weeks ago, at the two-month mark of my grandpa's passing, that my grandma made cinnamon rolls for countless people in the neighborhood to keep herself busy so as not to think of herself. Needless to say, I couldn't hold back the tears. My grandma is one of my greatest examples. She never ceases to love, serve, or reach out to those in need. She truly is a woman of God and an example of Christ-like love. Thanks, Grandma, for being such an incredible person and touching countless lives.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-56294506623593711492014-09-20T22:00:00.000-06:002014-09-21T12:58:21.116-06:00Provo LifeSo here in the city of Provo, Utah, we sometimes like to do exciting things. Today was the one of those special days. A BYU football home game took place this afternoon. It was the best! The only issue was that it felt like a million degrees outside. Needless to say, the crowd looked more like Middle Easterners with shirts on their heads than anything else. It definitely made for an exciting game, even if I came out of it with a sunburnt head, face, eyes, and lips. Quite painful actually. The intensity of the actual game made up for it all, though! Filled with penalties, beautiful touchdowns, screaming fans, and the good company of friends, I thoroughly enjoyed myself. I've always been more of a basketball fan, but occasionally a football game is exciting enough for the full 4-5 hours. Today was that day. Anyways, I think I'm gonna end this blogpost before you all fall asleep. This was a pretty dull post. Hopefully it will be better next time!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-42532068086212243672014-09-13T17:18:00.000-06:002014-09-13T17:18:21.552-06:00Always Something to Be Thankful for Now that I am back into the full swing of school, work, my calling in my ward, and other things I'm involved in, I am so busy. Most days I feel like I'm drowning. It's hard to stay on top of everything, especially when my only time to do homework is at night since I work all day. Working twenty hours a week is a lot harder than you would think. However, I am not blogging to complain or whine about my life. In my room I have a quote that says, "There is always something to be thankful for." So here I am, expressing gratitude for a couple of things in my life.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy5f6Q90poUVWoKD9bk1TDKPmu0vJRyZ37jZuwr9UJF0PotvShwObtkY2TiIyolNPilaIjfpUKJsV5dM_gcT0HIFbDx-ULNWcIK4Eh2197fr-s-3KJj2b6F4jmyrPOamp4NLCEPctICcU/s1600/IMG_3199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy5f6Q90poUVWoKD9bk1TDKPmu0vJRyZ37jZuwr9UJF0PotvShwObtkY2TiIyolNPilaIjfpUKJsV5dM_gcT0HIFbDx-ULNWcIK4Eh2197fr-s-3KJj2b6F4jmyrPOamp4NLCEPctICcU/s1600/IMG_3199.JPG" height="213" width="320" /></a>First off, my family. They are so wonderful! I would be nothing without my family. No matter what I do, they will always be there and will always love me. How great is that?! Not only that, but I consider all of them my best friends. I can easily say that I have a special relationship with every person in my family. Since goodbyes are so hard with my family, I think it's safe to say we love each other.<br />
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Next is the Gospel. I am a <a href="http://mormon.org/" target="_blank">Mormon </a>and forever will be! Being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is WHO I AM. I know who I am, where I'm going, and where I've been. What a comfort that is. I know that through all my trials and hardships, my Savior and my Heavenly Father are always there. They help me go that extra mile. I am nothing without Them.<br />
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Obviously I am grateful for countless more things in my life, but I think these are easily the most important to me. I am so glad I have the life I do. Even though I go through hard things and life seems impossible sometimes, I will ALWAYS make it through.<br />
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thattallgirl:)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-81758080474889976472014-09-06T12:34:00.000-06:002014-09-06T12:34:29.534-06:00Return to the Blogging WorldWell I never thought I would say this, but I'm officially back into the blogging world. I'm only here because I have to. It's actually one of my assignments for my MCom 320 class at BYU--the BEST university known to man. I love this place. I just finished my first week of school of my third year! I cannot believe it. I'm getting so old. I'm no longer one of the young people on campus. I'm also officially in the Marriott School of Management studying Marketing! How cool is that?! One of my life goals and dreams has come true. All of my hard work thus far has finally paid off. But it also means that now it's all business...no pun intended :)<br />
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So get excited everyone! You once again get to hear about the details of my life: the people I love, my passions, random stories, and anything else I feel like writing about. It's good to be back.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-82171577297774354272013-05-30T22:20:00.003-06:002013-05-30T22:20:39.531-06:00Latest UP-to-the-DATE<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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I am currently lying on the bottom bunk at my cousin Laura's house in St. Louis. Yes. I am in St. Louis! But no, we have not moved yet. My family and I are just trying to find a place to live!! Sheesh. It's quite aggravating. From the business standpoint, this is definitely a seller's market right now. Definitely not a buyer's market. So to say the least...it is basically impossible to find a place to live. Real fun.<br />
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BUT I am trying to enjoy myself at least a little while I am here visiting. Today my mom, Sarah, my cousin Laura, and I went shopping at the mall. Of course I had to buy something. It's not a shopping trip unless you buy something. I think the highlight was us buying matching pants from H&M. They are black Aladdin-like pants. They are sick. Probably the comfiest things I've ever put on. Pretty remarkable. I was hoping to spend some time poolside while I'm here and not having to work, but it's been cloudy and rainy...so probably not. Oh well.<br />
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Tomorrow night I'm pretty stoked because I'm going to this sweet ice cream place called Fritz's with my family. So dang excited. It has become a tradition between our two families to always go there when we are in town. Now that we are going to live here though...I wonder if we will go often???<br />
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Other than these few days in MO my life is not all that exciting. I work a lot at good ole Orange Leaf with the lovely frozen yogurt. Not much excitement there. I do get to be with my adorable nieces and nephew a lot, so that's fun (my four nieces in Kansas are in the pictures). And my beautiful sister Ashley (who is pregnant with her own little girl) just visited and her husband Pierre came later. That was wwaaayyy fun to be with them.<br />
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thattallgirl:)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-65838324546519536332013-05-14T18:30:00.000-06:002013-05-14T18:30:19.159-06:00Confessions of an almost 20-year-oldSince there's not a ton going on in my life, I don't have a ton to update on. However, I thought I would start up my confessions yet again. Today my confession is on movies. I love corny movies. Cheesy movies. Whatever you wanna call them. I love them.<br />
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My little sister and I love watching them together. We tend to find random movies on Netflix, and we start watching it. Then we realize it's kinda lame and horrible acting...but we can't stop watching. We are mesmerized. Don't ask me why...I have no idea why.<br />
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Disney channel movies fit this description quite perfectly. I know, I know...I'm embarrassing. I don't blame you if you wanna stop being my friend...it's understandable. But anyways! Sarah and my's latest addition to our corny movie list? It's called Radio Rebel. paha....it's a Disney movie. Check it out if you want something to do. It's a classic. Corny movie lovers unite!<br />
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Aside from that, I got a job! It's only temporary of course since my family is moving next month. My good friend CHRISTINA WILEY is the manager at two Orange Leaf Frozen Yogurts in my hometown...so she so kindly gave me my job back that I had about two years ago. So now I'm back to making yogurts and cash register-ing. I also get free yogurt every time I work...so that's a plus. Yum.<br />
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Anyways...if you have any ideas of what I should write about, feel free to comment!<br />
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thattallgirl:)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-60653186100308192622013-05-04T17:51:00.000-06:002013-05-04T17:51:36.538-06:00Just My ThoughtsAs I said before, moving from Provo and coming back home was a hard thing for me to do. My friends literally became my family. When you are at home you live with your family. At college, your friends are your family. These last few days have been really hard for me. They have helped me realize how great of a "family" I had out in Provo. It's crazy how much you can miss people. Even doing every day, petty things makes me sad. Like eating guacamole and chips, playing card games, or even listening to the Bruno Mars song "When I Was Your Man" just kills me. I literally whine out loud to my mom and sister about how much I miss my friends (in which I am sure they are very annoyed). I don't even need to name names. You guys know who you are.<br />
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All I gotta say is, the people I got to know this past year have no idea the impact they made on my life. Some of them I knew the whole year and now are literally the closest people I have besides my legitimate family. Others of which I just recently became close to. Either way, I miss you guys.<br />
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On a happier note...I saw Iron Man 3 today! Freaking awesome. It is definitely a must see. You will be on the edge of your seat the whole time...and laughing of course. Gotta love Tony Stark. AND I got my old job at Orange Leaf (a frozen yogurt place) back. So in a few days I will be back to the old job and eating as much frozen yogurt as I wish :)<br />
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Well, that's all for today. Hopefully I have more exciting things to tell you next time!<br />
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thattallgirl:)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-13309178094144145222013-05-01T13:41:00.003-06:002014-09-09T16:35:39.906-06:00Spiced Pumpkin Chocolate Chip MuffinsAs I promised, I am posting a new find! This is a recipe that I found on Pinterest that sounded delicious! And guess what? They were!!! Please make them because you will just love them I am sure. That is assuming you like pumpkin just as I do.<br />
The original website is this: <a href="http://www.reciperoll.com/2012/10/spiced-pumpkin-muffins-fall-recipes.html">http://www.reciperoll.com/2012/10/spiced-pumpkin-muffins-fall-recipes.html</a>....have to give credit!<br />
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<li style="list-style: disc inside; margin: 0px 0px 0px 5px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">1/2 tsp salt</span></li>
<li style="list-style: disc inside; margin: 0px 0px 0px 5px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">1 tsp ground cinnamon</span></li>
<li style="list-style: disc inside; margin: 0px 0px 0px 5px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">1/2 tsp ground nutmeg</span></li>
<li style="list-style: disc inside; margin: 0px 0px 0px 5px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">1/2 tsp pumpkin pie spice</span></li>
<li style="list-style: disc inside; margin: 0px 0px 0px 5px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">2 eggs</span></li>
<li style="list-style: disc inside; margin: 0px 0px 0px 5px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">1 cup milk</span></li>
<li style="list-style: disc inside; margin: 0px 0px 0px 5px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">1 cup packed light brown sugar</span></li>
<li style="list-style: disc inside; margin: 0px 0px 0px 5px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> 1/2 cup vegetable oil</span></li>
<li style="list-style: disc inside; margin: 0px 0px 0px 5px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">1 cup cooked or canned pumpkin puree</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=4138464216460967046" name="more" style="background-color: white; color: #292929; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"></a><span style="background-color: white;">together eggs, milk, oil, sugar and pumpkin puree. Add this to the dry ingredients, stir until well blended. Do not over mix. Stir in your desired amount of chocolate chips. Divide the batter among the muffin tin(s), bake about 15 minutes or until a tooth pick inserted into the center of the muffins comes out clean. Let them cool and enjoy them!!!! They go great with a glass of milk. </span></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-7598061619608564022013-04-30T16:57:00.000-06:002013-04-30T16:57:58.090-06:00Pause on College Life Last time I posted I was still in the midst of my adventurous BYU life. Now I am sitting at my kitchen table back home in good old <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">KANSAS</span>. Having my mom close to me again makes me a lot more productive. I mowed the lawn, vacuumed and washed the van, babysat 4 of my nieces (2 of which are newborn twin girls!), turned in a job application, did some laundry, and now I'm wasting time on my computer. Phew. I am tired.<br />
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Aside from that my freshman year at BYU was absolutely fabulous. College is something that cannot be put into words. It is seriously a totally different world. It's so great. Those who are at a college or have been, you know what I'm talking about.<br />
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So now I am living at home for the summer and putting my college life on pause. Definitely weird to be back home and back to my other life. It was way more difficult to say goodbye than I thought. I cried my eyes out when I had to say goodbye to EMILY ATWOOD and RYAN HAMMAR. Especially since I won't be seeing Ryan for a couple of years since he's going to NEW ZEALAND for his church mission! Allie Jensen is also in that group...but we live like a mile away from each other. :)<br />
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So now I'm just living it up...at home. My family is moving to St.Louis at the end of June so I will be helping out a ton with that! I am excited though. This summer will be a nice break from all the school and crazy stuff. But with all this free time now I plan on making new recipes and crafts and things, so I will make sure to post my new finds and discoveries. </div>
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But in closing, here is a video from our last night together. We thought it would be fun to record the crazy things we do...haha. Basically this video defines my freshman year (not!) of boys chasing after me. What can I say??? All the boys love me ;)</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-50032244409954234632013-03-23T01:49:00.000-06:002014-09-09T16:36:00.822-06:00Baking Adventures As every human being will agree, cookies are oh so delightful. Allie and I decided to come up with a cookie that contains quite a few of our favorite things: pretzels, chocolate, peanut butter, and caramel. We call them Kallie Cookies (pronounced like Allie but with a "K" in front).<br />
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So, being the wonderful person that I am, I have decided to share this beautiful creation with you. The recipe for it that is.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Kallie Cookies</span><br />
1 C. plus 2 Tbs. butter<br />
1/2 C plus 2 Tbs. sugar<br />
1 C packed brown sugar<br />
2 eggs<br />
2 Tbs. water<br />
1 1/2 tsp. vanilla<br />
2 1/2 C flour<br />
3/4 tsp. baking soda<br />
1/2 tsp. salt<br />
1 C broken pretzel pieces<br />
1 C semisweet chocolate chips (not mini)<br />
1 C peanut butter chips<br />
Caramel pieces...do however much you want...we did approximately 1/4-1/3 C of chopped up caramels<br />
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Preheat oven to <span style="font-size: large;">350</span> degress F. Do not grease cookies sheets.<br />
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Cream butter in large mixing bowl until soft. Add sugars and beat until well mixed. Add eggs, water, and vanilla. Beat until fluffy. Add flour, baking soda, and salt and mix until well incorporated. Add pretzels, chocolate chips, peanut butter chips, caramels and mix briefly. Scoop and drop onto ungreased cookie sheets. Bake till they're done. duh. (jk...the recipe says like 10-12 minutes...lesbe honest...take them out when they're ready).<br />
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Well, Allie and I devoured some when they were done. Results = PERFECTION. You will enjoy them..unless something is wrong with you.<br />
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I shall be posting something real about my life sometime soon. I just have a crazy awesome life so I don't have too much time on my hands.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-22374741165688278082013-02-08T18:07:00.002-07:002013-02-08T18:07:41.482-07:00Feel the NeedEven though there hasn't been a ton going on in my life....okay that's a lie. I have said this so many times, but I will say it again. <span style="font-size: large;">My life > your life</span>. Sorry. But it's probably true.<br />
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These past two weeks have been very hectic for some odd reason. Probably because all my classes decided to give out tests. Another thing is that I have been doing a lot of fun things. I went<span style="font-size: large;"> karaoke singing</span> for the first time ever! It was for a group date which was basically comprised of a bunch of my friends. My friends Dane and Ryan wanted to sing Love the Way You Lie by Eminem and Rihanna. So we ended up singing it in the competition and we won!!!!!! So on February 19th we are going to the final round for the chance to win an iPad Mini...so stoked. <span style="font-size: large;">HOPEFULLY </span>we have a chance. Cuz that would just be sweet.<br />
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Then lately I have just been hanging with a bunch of cool people. New friends, old friends...it has just been awesome. But tonight I'm doing something adventurous :) Stayed tune for what it is...it's a surprise.<br />
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But probably the most exciting thing of late is my niece <span style="font-size: large;">Avery Jade Barber </span>was born!!! She is probably the most precious thing ever. SO tiny and SO cute. Don't worry...I have provided pictures. So while you are admiring her and her cuteness...have a lovely day.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-60412953175973525342013-01-24T17:54:00.004-07:002013-01-24T17:54:43.736-07:00Return of the Routine<span style="font-size: x-large;">Wow!</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span>Long time no see....or more like read? Bleh. That was lame. Anyways....I received a friendly reminder that I have not posted in a while, so I thought I would take the time to do so!<br />
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Now that I have started the new semester here at lovely, frozen, snow-packed, freezing <span style="font-size: x-large;">BYU</span>, I am once again living the day-to-day adventures of college life. SO thrilling...I know. Once again I'm eating too many sweets and staying up too late. Oh how I've missed it. Procrastination is once again my middle name and I've managed to exercise at least once now! <span style="font-size: x-large;">PATHETIC</span>. I don't even try to deny it.<br />
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A surprising thing, though, is managing to go to bed around midnight almost every weeknight! That's a new record for me seeing as last semester it was more like 1:30 or 2:00. Terrible...terrible. I think what has changed is that EMILY is now an official roommate, rather than a visiting friend till 2:00 in the morning. So her moving in has been way more beneficial than I imagined!<br />
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One thing I am looking forward to is this coming Saturday. It marks the 19th Birthday of my all-time favorite person...ALLIE!!! My bff, roommate, soul sister, confidant, giggle buddy, occasional mother hen, and so much more. The girls and I (Allie, Karissa, Emily, and me) are having a sleepover the night before her birthday so we can get up early to go to Salt Lake City for the day! We are going shopping for literally an entire day. To say I'm not excited would be such an understatement.<br />
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Well that's all for now...but here is a picture that makes me <span style="font-size: x-large;">laugh</span> every time I see it. So I thought I would share the love.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01638725970890114675noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138464216460967046.post-11959291628272945672012-12-16T10:59:00.004-07:002012-12-16T10:59:26.346-07:00Home Sweet HomeMy first semester of college is officially over. Wow. Crazy. Still can't believe that I'm in college. Yesterday was a traveling day. <span style="font-size: large;">All. Day. Long</span>. So exhausting. But now I'm home in <span style="font-size: large;">Kansas </span>and loving it. Such a great comfort. You don't realize how great it is to have a mom who makes food for you and has a warm, clean bed ready for you. But now that I'm home it feels like my first semester was just a dream. I feel like everything I did was just part of my imagination. It is seriously such a different world compared to home life.<br />
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This past week a few friends of mine and I went to the Salt Lake Temple Square to see it all lit up with Christmas lights. Sooooo beautiful. It was such a fun night. I will seriously miss my friends over the break, but they will still be there when I get back so it's okay.<br />
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I'm finally getting back into the swing of blogging...let's just hope it stays that way. You will be hearing from me again soon though. I plan on baking and cooking a lot, so I will share my recipes. I will also be doing a lot of fun things with family so I will share pictures from that. Hope your day is fabulous like mine <span style="font-size: large;">always </span>is. jk...but really.<br />
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thattallgirl:)<br />
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