Frankly....I'm in love!

....Bet you thought I was going to share some dirty deets about me and a foxy Provo boy nope..well atleast not in this post ;) but I am in la la love with this song :)

BrEAK iT !

A couple of months ago I was called to be in charge of break the fast. Yes! I thought this is going to be so easy every month set out cookies and punch hang around for 20 minutes and call it good. FALSE! break the fast in our ward is no small thang, the boys in my ward informed me it has to be a full course meal and it has to be good.crap.So with those instructions in mind I made homemade cafe rio...wow! what was I thinking with a budget of $75 for 150 and cafe rio style! Yikes! It was stressful. The planning ,the budgeting, the all night cooking in my tiny kitchen. I thought that was the worst but come to find out I had to host it too. Usually we meet outside and eat on the picnic tables but not for fall it's too cold so it had to be at my apartment, we rearranged our apartment and hosted all 150 people. I had never made cafe Rio before but I was determined to do it. I had been sick all that week so I cooked with gloves (not easy) unfortunately I did not know that jalapenos are extremely hot ...when I was done I took off my gloves and blew my nose I must have had jalapeño somewhere on my hands because I got it all over my already sore nose and mouth half of my face was swollen from the jalapeño. My face was on fire! I have never felt a burn like that before! The right half of my lips were swollen and turning purple along with the right side of my nose, oh it was a sight to see! I learned my lesson and will never try to handle those babies again. Cafe Rio was a success and everyone was happy I then attempted to make homemade soups for our November get together. Why I choose to make things I have never made before??? I don't know! The soups were way harder than I thought alot of chopping and stirring but it was worth it! And this month I decided to make baked potatoes much easier and filling. 200 potatoes scrubbed wrapped poked, baked and eaten and I am done for the year! Since we are a student ward we get assigned a new calling every semester! It was alot of work and prep. And my poor roommates always got roped into helping me cook and serve and rearrange our apartment but it was so much fun at the same time! I love to cook and I now know how to for large groups and I have loved being a hostess and getting to know everyone in my ward. A few pictures of a little piece of the prep :)

Grateful

Grateful
I have been driving a lot. A LOT from Provo to O-town I accidentally erased all the music on my I-pod, have already listened to every CD I own a trillion times and I am terribly sick of the radio and that repetitive song by T- Swift .. You know the one that starts out aot-ah –ah ! Oh wait they all start like that ;) anyways I decided I would count my blessings for a straight hour and a half. That seemed like an extremely long time, but wow am I blessed just to name a few… hundred:
My family My job The gospel My awesome roommates-Seriously so lucky !My friends A Car My health Money Food I can Read I can Walk I can taste I have a voice I GET to go to college Warm shower Freedom Beautiful Mountains I can see I can hear I can work have a bed I have shoes I have clothes I have never gone hungry I get to travel I have people who love and care for meI have a living prophet to guide meI have hair(some) I get to actually do something I like for a livingI have never broken a bone or had stitches I have never had to go to war everyone I have never been robbed I get to experience 4 seasons I get to live in a place where people believe in the same things I do I have a dad who holds the priesthood I can walk to the temple and church a clientele awesome extended family great examples I can drive I can swim I don’t have depression I don’t have cancer .
These are just a few! My goodness I am so blessed! My life is more than peachy and I have a loving heavenly father to thank for that. Today being thanksgiving has made me realize all I have and to remember to be thankful for that. Today we stopped at Wal-mart before heading up to our cabin (another thing I am blessed to have) and a man approached my dad for money , usually we would suspect that crazy men in Wal-mart parking lot are scammers, but my dad did not assume that instead he pulled a $20 bill from his wallet and gave it to him. I was shocked and said “Dad! You gave him a 20!” My dad said “Be thankful he wasn’t robbing us or anyone else instead he was simply asking for help, and it is up to him to take what I gave him and do right” I was only thinking of money sadly and not what might be happening in his life. We are always better off than we think we are. Sometimes I think my life is so hard and when I think these things I read these blogs:
http://www.kissesforcami.com/
http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/
And I realized how very blessed I am I hope you all remember how blessed you are today! Life is great enjoy every minute you have!

New Blog!

I have started a new blog! I have so many things to write about my job that I wanted a seperate blog so that this one wouldn't be cluttered with my adventures at hair school :) http://confessionsofahairteacher.blogspot.com/ if you would like an ivite send me your e-mail!

Can't help it!

I la la la loooove christmas! I can't help it! we only get 3 short weeks to enjoy and then it's gone! so I am starting early ad will not quit! I hope this gets you in the (early) christmas spirit :)

Cuts For Cami

http://www.kissesforcami.com/hhttp://www.deseretnews.com/article/700056981/Haircut-for-Cami-Locks-drop-as-funds-rise-for-ailing-girl.html

Two weeks ago my sister Michelle posted a fundraiser on her facebook for a little girl in her preschool who was diagnosed with Leukemia. The fundraiser was to have hair stylists cut hair and have those people donate to Cami and her family. That night I read Cami’s blog my heart was breaking for this family I knew that it was something I wanted to be a part of so that morning I rescheduled all my Saturday appointments and went to salt lake to cut hair. When I got there I was amazed at the energy and love that filled that building cute little Camii was selling treats and drinks at the front desk I didn’t have time to take it all in The moment I stepped in that building they put me to work . They sent me up to the kids cut room and told me that 6 girls from Cookie Cutters would be there soon .wrong.
Those dang cookie cutters never showed up! I was nonstop cutting hair from 1-6:30. I was not mad that I had to cut hair but I was mad that cookie cutters made a commitment to a charity and then bailed out! Who does that??? Anyways cutting hair was a blast they were short staffed so it was nonstop choppin I got to meet awesome people and hear their stories of Cami and how they knew her some found her blog and came, others through a friend of a friend it was amazing! At one point they had us all come downstairs to watch Cami Buzz her dads hair and then her dad buzz her hair. I don’t know this family I never officially met them but
I felt for them I felt Cami’s mom sadness as she watched her only little girl shave her heard. I cried and cried and even thinking about it now makes me teary I looked around the room and saw other teary eyes and saw the love that all these people had for this little girl it almost felt like a sacred experience. I was so glad to have the opportunity to be a part of it. Cami’s mom Chelsea is a brave woman I don’t think I could survive something like that but they are incredible people and push though! If you want to laugh, cry or send a donation just click here


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CREEEEPIN

I can feel it. It’s getting colder. I can see it. Green is leaving. The pool is closed the parades are over the stores smell of plastic backpacks crayon boxes and newly sharpened pencils. FALL IS CREEPING IN. No not yet! It feels like summer just began I need more days at the pool more adventures on rope swings more sleeping in and afternoon hikes I need one more bonfire up the canyon one more late night sleepover one more bbq one more outside game night one more long boarding trip one more star gazing night. Not yet fall I’m not done with summer. Summer 2010 has been an unforgettable one. I have met so many people and have never had so much fun I even have friends that are girls…me Amy kept more than one friend that is a girl …impossible usually I’m a strong bug repellant for girls not this summer! I can’t believe it was a summer I almost missed I was so scared to move up here the first three night I cried myself to sleep I felt so alone ..It was so different I knew no one; I had no idea how to find my way around Provo now 5 months later I can’t imagine my life any other way. I have learned so much in this short summer time I learned to be happy, when people refer to Provo as Happy Valley it is true, everyone is so happy here! Not a fake happy but these people are legitimately happy. Not to say that Provo is not strange though the first week I was here I saw people walking while reading scriptures or even riding their bike and reading scripts. Really? Yes really. Every day this summer I wake up to the smell of tanning lotion from Seven Peaks I open my blinds see the Y and the pretty mountains 15 feet away I head straight to the pool .then I drive by a hundred or so boys dressed in white shirts with name tags on my way to work, teach something I love for a couple hours then head back to a party every night. I have fallen in love with Provo and Provo in the summer has proven to be awesome! Fall is creeping and I have to let summer go! Like all good things it must come to an end but if Provo in the fall is anything like Provo in the summer sign me up!

So scary! Whats even worse is that I almost bought a contract at this apartment. I go on hikes everyday and that could of very likely been me! everyday I find little miracles that heavenly father has givin me from directing me to the right apartment to roomates to school.What a terible thing to happen, although my heart goes out to this girl and her family I am so grateful that I didn't have to experience that.When I was looking for apartments I was sold on this one the day I went to sign the contract I had a really bad feeling about it and at the last minute I backed out, it was crazy to back out considering I needed to find a place to live in a week! I'm so glad I didn't chance that feeling.The lord blessed me in leading me to the apartment I am in.It sounds silly but I truly think I was meant to be in this apartment I have had the time of my life with these girls! and have met so many people and had so many adventures I couldn't imagine any other way.The lord watches out for his children. and
I
am
so
glad
he does.

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22

1-The number of times I have been sky diving
2-The number of countries I have been in
3-The number of times I trip a day
4- The number of vacation I want to go to each year
5- Number of cell phones I have owned
6- Dance classes I have attempted
7- Races I have ran/walked
8- Number of jobs I have had since I was 15
9- Scars I have on my body from wild adventures

10- Number of awesome people in my family
11-New people I meet everyday
12-Number that is too early to go to bed before
13-Number of black shirts I own (majority of my clothes are emo due to dress code)
14-Number of the cutest nieces and nephews you will ever see!
15-Number of times I have gone vacationing to my favorite place LAKE POWELL
16- Times I have pranked people
17-Number of things to add to my bucket list
18- Number of proposals I have had in Provo
19- Number of camping trips I have been on
20-Possibly the number of hours I watched LOST
21- The number I wish I still was
22- Number of my street address, oh and my current age

And a partridge and in a pear tree. Oh how I did not want to turn 22 although it is my favorite number and the number on my volleyball jersey in high school it is a number I have dreaded. 22 seems so old to me, but all in all I have had 22 awesome years! Full of so much adventure! Another year another chapter in my life, up to this point I have had a life full of experiences, growth, happy , sad, heartbreakin and love makin ;)...ok myabe not love makin but I have come to love people and accept them for who they are. I have learned so much and I can wait to see what year 22 brings for me!

Home run

A guy in our ward told a story about his younger brother Dallin, it was such a touching story and I couldm’t stop thinking about it all Sunday . I am going to share it here I hope I can express the story the way I heard it.
The guy in my ward told of his younger brother who was born with cerebral palsy . At a young age it was predicted that he would not live long and if he did he would be in a wheel chair and never mentally develop or be able to speak. He was a miracle childand his name was Dallin. Dallin exceeded everones expectations with first one word and then full sentences, one step then walking. He was slow but able. He had older brothers who were all very good athletes,
He wanted to be just like them . There was no league for special needs baseball in St. George so with concern his parents signed him up for regular baseball at age 9. The whole season Dalin did not have one home run, in fact he had not even made it to first base. When it came to the final play off games his family decided they would take Dallin out of the game to give his team a chance to win. The coach refused to sit Dallin out for the games , he was a part of the team and would remain a part of the team and finish out the season. The final game came with anticipation and lots of prayers from his family. They watched Dalin get up to bat, knowing that there would be no way he could make it to first base without being tagged because, his batting was always a bunt. Dallin got up to the plate he hit the ball. It was a bunt as expected , the crowd cheered “Run Dallin Run!” knowing he would never make it to that first base. By the time he could reach first base the pitcher could beat him there and tag him. The bunt rolled straight to the pitchers feet . He picked it up he looked at it. And shockingly he threw it as hard as he could to left field no one went after the ball. Dallin shuffled (because of leg braces) to the first base.First time ever reaching first base. Everyone was in awe. The next boy up to bat was an unbelievable hitter he later would play pro. He hit the ball all the way to the fence and ran as fast as he could to first base. He met Dallin at first base and walked him half running half shuffling to second base. The same thing happened again the boy in left field picked up the ball looked at it and then threw it as hard as he could to the other side of the f ield. Dallin and the boy shuffled to third base and then to home. When Dallin reached home base he threw his hands in the air and began to cry he had finally made it home. There was not a dry eye in the crowd. Later when Dallin’s coach asked the other teams coach why he let them score he said he had nothing to do with it he had no idea his boys were planning on doing that. When the coach asked the boys why they did it in their 9 yr old wisdom they said “Because Dallin is our friend , and we wanted to see him be happy.” – No one remebered the score of the baseball game that day but they will always remember what those 9 year old boys did for Dallin.
His talk was on reaching out and helping someone he said that is a group of 9 yr. old boys could make this act of kindness happen surely a ward of returned missionaries and sisters could make things happen. Just so happened that I was called to be on the service committee that day. I’m excited we are volenteering in the special olympics and have a whole summer of service I can’t wait!

The day has come…what was supposed to be a temporary part time job became a full time job for 2 years of my life. This is a bittersweet day not going to lie who doesn’t like to leave a job, but deep down I am terribly sad. I have never told anyone this but I was going to quit my second week here, it was to structured and so much was demanded of me, I couldn’t type fast, I didn’t know who to transfer the phone , basically I felt like a failure. But on the day I was going to quit much to my surprise my cute co-worker Paige had gather others and handed me a gift card and flowers .it was National receptionist day I remember her singing me “happy receptionist day” to the tune of happy birthday. I knew I couldn’t quit. Paige became my best friend at work I told her everything and I mean everything! I have made so many great friendships here it is hard to leave
! just to name a few and what they taught me:

Christine: Who taught me a job worth doing is a job worth doing …perfect. She expected perfection out of my work and pushed me to do so. She also taught me about fashion and calories which we all know are my life long goals :)

Morgan: Who taught me that nothing is to bad that you can’t survive it, to always be nice to everyone, that no matter what happens as a single lady you can be hot and filthy rich (ok so she didn’t teach me that but she is both of those things)
She once said something that has always stuck with me I think her mom told her this:
Before you gossip think to yourself:
1- I s it true?
2- Is it necessary to share
3- Will it hurt someone by saying it?
And to give 100 % percent of you to others, and not be disappointed when they don’t give 100% back.

Paige: That happiness is all in the beholder. She taught me how to be outgoing and make friends. She taught me a lot about being married and how to be happy in everything you choose. To help out in any area you can even if it’s not your job. And to not settle for anything.

Natalie: Oh where to begin, she taught me how to make over 1,000 labels ;) she taught me all her HR tricks. She let me cry to her when life was hard. We cried when something witnessing something hilarious that only we could understand. She taught me how to make goals and reach them, how to be positive no matter what. How to do fundraising and plan parties.

Ron : Who taught me your never to old to hit on young blond girls 

These are just a few but I have learned how doing satisfying work leads to a satisfying life. And that women can play a huge part in the business world you can achieve anything if you want it bad enough.

I will miss so many things about this job but a few I won’t miss include:

Not having to say “Good morning _____ This is Amy, how may I help you?” 20 times a day!
Doing the dishes

Cleaning the conference rooms
Mailing, fed EX ing, ordering supplies.
Having my name yelled from the copy room because the printer is broken and they think I can fix it.
Having my name called from the break room to bring them the menu folder.
BRIEFINGS, BRIEFINGS, AND NO MORE BRIEFINGS.
Having to deal with angry callers
Having to deal with paper sales men

Oh how I have learned patience! I think everyone should be a receptionist once in there life to truly learn patience. This job has molded me into a better person all the hard times have definitely built character in me. I think I may have been directed to this job just for the people, if so it was totally worth 2 years of my life.

Leaning and Leaping

Prov. 3: 5
“Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.”
This was one of the last things Pres. Monson at the closing of general conference. I listened to the whole two days of conference and nothing struck me more than those lines. Recently I have heard this scripture over and over, and I think I will continue to hear it through out my life. I have been faced with a lot of big decisions the last couple months and even though they don’t make sense to me I know there is a plan so here I am leaning and leaning and leaning not to my own understanding but to the lords, with as much trust as I can give . I am taking a leap of faith, a big one and hoping I don’t fall short of making it to the other side of the canyon. I have gone back and forth a million times on this decision I haven’t slept for a week, I have weighed options, crunched numbers, researched, prayed, fast, went to the temple , second guessed myself, I was spent! And after much deliberation I have decided to do it! I am moving down to Provo in two weeks, It’s not logical, It will cost more, I have never been out on my own, I will have a long long long drive there and back, I will be a hair instructor something I have never done before, but despite all of this I know I should go, for whatever reason I feel that it is right, I know it will be hard and I know it will be a huge learning experience. I never thought I would be one of those girls who quits a good job, leaves free rent, friends, and family behind just because “It felt like the right thing to do” But that’s where leaning comes in, I have moments when I get that feeling in my stomach ..you know the feeling when you are at the top of the roller coaster looking down at the steep decline in front of you, and I think to myself “What the heck am I doing?” But I am very familiar with that feeling and those thoughts and I know to revert back to my original feeling. I know it will all turn out I know the lord would not lead me to where he is leading me without a plan. I know this. I am at the top of the roller coaster I will either throw my hands in the air and scream and have a great time, or I will get nauseous and throw up and have a terrible time, either way I know the ride will come to a stop and I can get off whenever I wan to, who knows maybe I will get off and find the whack-a-mole game is a better suite for me?

AF DAY!

If anyone knows me they know I love jokes and pranks! And today is the official day to celebrate pranks. I have been know to not be trusted in this area, it started out at a young age I was a joke teller of very “unique” jokes and apparently if you did not guess the punch line I wanted you to I would say no try again until I got a punch line I wanted. I was very mischievous a few examples are: Once I cut the phone cord while my mom was talking on the phone because she would not listen to me, I called 911 several times and they actually called back and said there would be a huge fine if I called one more time, I cut my bangs extremely short while a babysitter was “watching” me. In my later years I made Oreo cookies and filled them with toothpaste surprisingly my dad thought the minty taste was nice (gross) I love pouring cold water on people in the shower or opening up the shower curtain and screaming, I love hiding and jumping out and scarring people. Recently I hid by my front door while my 6’3 brother took out the garbage when he walked past I jumped out and scarred him –success! My little sister wrote a note on the fridge that said mom I need lunch money and I signed my name -love Amy. Oh How I love it! I love to drop random things on peoples door step. Toilet papering, car writing, putting items in Jell-O, rearranging whole rooms, you name it! It will never get old. SO today was no different I started today off with a bang! A girl from my work is out of town today I txt her this morning and said “Now don’t freak out but the new guy is taking your office and they are moving your stuff out” I got a call ten minutes later when I picked up the first words I heard were “What the H#LL are you kidding me!!!!” “I can’t believe they are doing this!!!” I paused for a second then replied “APRIL FOOLS!” she said are you serious! She laughed I laughed she said she slightly hated me ;) and crapped her pants a little because she was so mad! –Success! I love it! The day has just begun one prank down a million to go! Here is a little snippet of a past prank when we took gross expired food snuck into the Fowler boys house and placed it in a spot it would be found, watch out I’m on a role! I love APRIL FOOLS DAY!!!

Some thoughts

"Sucess is the ability to go from one failure to another with no loss of enthusiasm."- Einston Churchhill
Seriously may be the theme of my life
This one is posted in my math class I sometimes stare at it for long periods of time- math will do that to ya.
"Do not worry about your problems in mathematics, I can assure you mine are greater."
-Einstein
True that!Einstein True that!
and lastely
"Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall togehter."
Have a wonderfully rainy Wednesday!

Becoming Bernice

This post is really for my sister Michelle who finds the humor in my life.
Allow me to introduce Bernice. (Name yet similar has been changed) I met Bernice the other night and she made me think a lot…. … Bernice is 35 single never been married only child, never left home without a parent, Bernice has natural mousy brown hair with about 3 inches of blond tips (from grow out) Bernice has two dogs (don’t recall what kind because I don’t know dogs) and lives in her parents basement, she works in the accounting dept. for the church all of her clothes consist of sister missionary material black, tights, black buckle doc Martins, plaid skirts etc. Bernice’s parents still pay for everything from her hair to her meals; Bernice hasn’t waxed her eyebrows since she was 20. She goes to bed every night at 9:00 if she stays up till 10 she is extremely tired the next day. Bernice has a very hard time speaking her mind or even knowing what she wants. Her mother and 65 year old aunt make all the decisions for her. Bernice has a hard time making friends and meeting her soul mate she has traveled long long distances to meet online acquaintances in the hope that they turn in to online soul mates. When I talked with Bernice her mother informed me the two of them would be traveling 8 hrs to Idaho on Saturday to meet another online friend who they had been talking to for four months. Bernice was going to wear her mother’s sweater with a broche on it to meet the man. When I asked her if she had been on a lot of vacations she said yes last month to Oregon for a funeral. I asked Bernice if she was going to school she said she didn’t have the money or energy, not sure what Bernice spent her money on but she was broke. I came home and told my mom I did not want to become Bernice, I explained that I never wanted to give up having ambitions and chase dead beat online boyfriends, don’t get me wrong there is nothing wrong with being older and not married, but when you loose yourself and goals and ambitions that’s when it becomes sad. I made her promise me she would kick me out at age 30.While Bernice is a lovely person she is so different from me. A life not lived to the fullest is a life not lived! There is so much to do and see and become, there is no time to waste being shy and living in your parent’s basement having other people decide your future. My mom reassured me I was to pretty to not be married by 25 (as mothers do) I hope Bernice meets her soul mate and finds her happiness, In the meantime I will be staying away from black Doc. Martins and livin life up! Best of luck to me and Bernice.

I tried to find a fitting picture for this post I entered Bernice into google images and this was the picture that came up...




yep that about sums it up :)

7 am class...

Needless to say I was one tired girl. I was trying so hard to keep my peepers open, and with only 4 people total in the class and, the only one who responses to the professor it’s a little difficult to not be seen sleeping, I think my professor has anxiety if i'm not looking directly at her reassuring her that I’m listening, and giving her feedback. But sometimes you just can't fight it! the evidence is in the notebook, I had a good laugh when I went back to read my notes and found my scribbles apparently your writing is not that legible when your eyes are half open? Who knew?

Just call me Crafty Cathy...

Before:
This is still a work in progress but her she is all made under 12 bucks!The after:

the after

Letters to...

Dear Spring: Where are you? I miss you .Also if you see Sunshine and Tan tell them to come back too.
Dear Mail man: I would have never guessed that “I’m bringing sexy back” was your ring tone
Dear Bishop: I know we have a meeting next week please be gentle with a calling.
Dear eyes: please continue to stay open till May 14th
Dear brain: please don’t lapse we are almost there
Dear Australia: I’m coming!.... Next year!
Dear shabby Apple: Why are you so expensive? You know I could never spend that much on you, please provide me with a spring sale.
Dear Francisco: Please keep your eyes above my chest in Math class. If you do not choose to do this I will be forced to wear my puffy winter coat for the rest of the semester. Thank you.
Dear rascals: If you jump up on my car one more time, so help me - I will put you to sleep myself.
Dear Bec: I really love your new hair you’re a babe!
Dear: Utah drivers sorry for my in car yelling and throwing my hands in the air while mouthing “Moron!” You know I didn’t mean it.

ZuMbA!

Definition: Latino Richard Simmons on crack!
And frankly I can’t get enough! It always used to bother me when girls posted things about Zumba this and Zumba that yatta yatta and I never thought I would be posting about it yet here I am promoting! And confession I love it, I go to Zumba more than my own gym I actually have the motivation after night school to go! Don’t get me wrong though I am no dancer (I know shocking) I know my place it’s at the very back but towards the middle so I can still follow the instructor, but I avoid the mirror at all costs, caught a glimpse of myself once and yikes am I tall and awkward. I wouldn’t say “ Zumba has changed my life!” but I have had lots of fun and maybe just maybe I have become slightly more coordinated….maybe. If you get the chance try it, it will rock your world!
* I desperately want these pants and shoes.What would I do with them you ask??? Hhmmm I would salsa better, sway my hips more intensely, I could kick higher and run faster … most likely….probably… pretty much the possibilities are endless!

and also:

Happy Friday!

I'm going to give you a little Friday cheer and it comes in the form of this song
http://www.rhapsody.com/player?type=undefined&id=alb.12827855&remote=undefined&page=undefined&pageregion=undefined&guid=undefined&from=undefined&__pcode=
possibly one of my favorite songs ever!and you bet your bottom dollar this will be played at my wedding! now when you click play you just can't sit at your desk or home and listen you gotta get up and work it! start with a left head twitch then maybe a little shoulder rotation on each side now bust out an Ellen D. one two step...ah now your feelin it! I knew you would. Happy Friday! life is great!

Have you ever heard of...

Urban dictionary.com its this redic./ awesome site with the definition of your name I must say mine is pretty true ...enjoy :)
A person who is loving and caring. Loyal to everyone important in her life and is easy to forgive, but won't let someone walk all over her. She steals the heart of everyone she dates, because she is real. Very few girls often like this person, because they feel threatened or intimidated by her. She is also someone who people seem to obsess about without ever realizing it.
Simply put, Amys are a gift to the world. notorious for their astonishing good looks and captivating, irresistible charm, amys have been the center of many (if not most) a mans fantasies. Amys will haunt your dreams. The unfounded sexiness paired with the fiery, passionate personality is something no other living being could accurately replicate. Like Chinese on rice, males flock to amys, as they possess an other-worldly feminine power. Amys turned Lindsay Lohan lesbian, and Amy's possess the power to turn any homosexual male straight. A unique yet defining characteristic of Amys is their effortlessly superior sandwich-making abilities. if they cannot create delectable sandwiches, then, they are fakes. A commonly used phrase among Amys - "You can imitate, but you can't replicate".

the name derives from the French word "Ami" meaning friend, and the French word "Amee" meaning beloved. She is uncommenly loyal, and once friends with you will always be there for you, she has fierce morals, despises betrayal and rumours, and talking about people behind there backs. She is not usually liked by many, as many are threatened or intimadated by her goodwill, her intelligence and her uncommen good looks, however the ones that do like her will remain her very best of friends the whole way through. She forgives easily but never allows herself to be walked over. She is matura for her age and has a very wise way of thinking of things, she loves to laugh and will never be the last to have a joke. Sometimes she dumbs herself down to try and fit in by seeming a bit slow or dumber than she is. However she finds it increasingly frustrating when these people make a joke of it. As she knows thats not her. To the ones who truly know her though, they know this is not her and will never do this. She is a fierce, fierce friend, never the one to leave a friend hanging, alone, upset, angry and hates to fall out with them. She has big dreams, a big future ahead of her and had planned it out, but is trying not to think of that right now and focus on now, the present.

I’m not a break down kinda girl ..

I strongly dislike girls who whine and complain and eat ice cream all night and cried their eyes out because life was so aweful yatta yatta! C’mon ladies pick yourselfs back up ! I wouldn’t say I had a break down the other night just a “moment” if you will.And this moment was built up from the stresses of life and school .I had been up since 5:30 from school to work to work to cutting at the fire station (another post) to Weber State again (my new home). I had to watch a two hour lecture then take a test the next morning, except for Weber’s library closes at 11:00 which I only got to watch 1 hr of the lecture, stressed and overwhelmed I gathered my stuff and walked across campus and tripped/ slid on the cement and caught my self at the last minute, which is not unusual for me I am very clumsy it was the “moment” point when I looked around to see if anyone saw? A boy about 5 yards away looked back, I held up my hand up and said “I’m good” he asked are you sure? “ yep, totally in control” I tried really hard not to cry on my long climb back to my car I whispered to my self (with straight arms and tight fists) I can do this! I can do this… I am smart.. I am so smart … This is easy I can totally do this! I did well, no tears were shed ...but close. When I got home that night I was exhausted mentally physically everything .I read these verses in Mosiah :” Thus God has provided a means that man, through faith, might work mighty miracles; therefore he becometh a great benefit to his fellow beings.” There is a “Means” and I can do this and it will be a miracle to finish school  “ But if ye will turn to the Lord with full purpose of heart, and put your trust in him, and serve him with all diligence of mind, if ye do this, he will, according to his own will and pleasure, deliver you out of bondage.” Ok so I’m not in bondage but school is pretty close. In the words of my mother “It always seems worse than it is”
One last gem of inspiration that could only be provided by R Kelly- possibly the cheesiest song in American Rap culture but I love it !and yes I do often sing this to myself.
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If anybody axe you who I am? Just stand up tall Look 'em in the face and say
I'm that star up in the sky
I'm that mountain peak up high
Hey, I made it
I'm the world's greatest
And I'm that little bit of hope
When my back's against the ropes
I can feel it
I'm the world's greatest!!!!!

(Dear Amy
Happy Valentines Day!
I hope you had a wonderful Valentines day
I really missed you on sunday
Maybe we can spend the next Valentines day together
Amy I want you to know that I really look up to you
I wish I had your blue eyes
I wish I had your fashion clothes
I wish I had your fit body
I wish I had a great paying job like you
And I wish I had your smarts
But most importantly I mostly wish We would squeeze a little time together and have fun like we used to.
I wish i had more pictures of us, so i could put them in my scrapbook
I love you amy. and always will when ever we argue about something
/aly oh and p.s. i'm sorry for annoying you.)

I found this note on my night stand when I got back from Costa Rica...break my heart I'm a terrible sister!She is so funny though, I don't think anyone secretly wants my "fit body" "smarts" and "great paying job" ha ha ha ha ha !

I stumbled upon this blog http://www.rachelthurston.com/travel/peru.php
-And I miss it, I saw all of those things in Peru.
-I want to go back.
-I have a story from there that is dear to my heart
-It's called Anderson
-I met a little boy named Anderson in Peru.
-He was adorable.
-I met him at church on Sunday I was sitting on a bench listening to Spanish hymns
-He was sitting with his primary class nervously waiting to perform the primary program.
-Our eyes met and for a minute that 3 year old boy sat still.
-I then winked at him
-He winked back
-Heart melted
-He blew me a kiss I blew him one back
-He raised his eyebrows up and down in a very "eh,eh" manner
-I did it back
-By this time the whole congregation is aware of us
-then he smiles.. ah one silver caped tooth ...beautiful.
-After the program he ran from the stand
-Came right to my bench and put my face in his cubby little hands
-And patted one of my cheeks
-My friend Peru leaned over and told he was up for adoption and he came to the mission house the other day to get his picture taken for the adoption website.
-Heart melted
-that night while I was on the phone with my mom I asked her if I could adopt a little brother...named Anderson
-She told me sure but, you have to take him with you when you move out
-Dang.
-We walked home from church together until we came to his street.
-I gave him a hug and he walked down the other Alley with his mom.
-I walked away with no little brother.
-Sometimes I think about Anderson and the people of Peru.
-Someday I will go back
-Someday.

Pay it forward and

The other day I was getting some goods from Target and the lady infront of me had a cart full of stuff she glanced over at me and said "Here let me buy your stuff that way you don't have to wait for me we can just ring it in,and you can go on your way."I must have stood there is shock because she said "Come on kid bring it over" This warmed my heart, a complete stranger wanted to do something nice for me...someone she did not even know.Who would of thought there is still good in this world,So I have decided to pay it forward don't know how or when but I will.:)

Karma

Oh my, Karma has struck me once again and it all happened because of that dang bedroom set from RC Willey's which only took two months and two weeks to finally get. But oh I love it! But oh how long it took to get here! first there were two vital parts missing from the frame, when I asked the ware house man about it he said "Can't you just put it together without it" "No sir I cannot, you see without those pieces my mattress will fall right though” little ticked but moving on another week passed the part was not there then it was back ordered, then it was not even made yet, then the other pieces of the set were MIA. Anger over took me and with encouragement from friends to call and complain I did just that. The conversation went a little something like this
RC Willey Customer Service: Hello how may I help you?
Me: How are you going to help me? Here is how you are going to help me you are either going to give me something or give me a percent off of something or work your little RC Willey magic and do something to make me a happy customer because I am really close to not being a customer ever again! I continued on with my sad sad story with some anger mixed in I went on for a while but I was pretty unhappy with the sitch.
RWCS: Oh ok ok mam let me get your number and I can look up your account and see what I can do
Me: proceed to give my number
RWCS: ok got your account..wait Amy? Amy Hansen? Is that you?
Me: heart racing all the mean things I just said flooding back into my mind! Who could I possible know that works in the customer service????
Me: uh… Yes that’s me...?
RWCS: It's me Ryan ...Your home teacher
Me: Good Gravy! Heart sinks! Out of all people it had to be Ryan one of the nicest people I have ever met. And my home teacher none the less!
Me: oh Ryan I am so sorry I didn't know it was you? (Not like I should have treated any customer service person that way)..rambles
I just wanted to hang up and crawl in a deep deep corner and never come out!
Ryan: Hey no worries that is what I am here for
He was super nice and ended the conversation with well as your home teacher is there anything I can do for you?
Me: No I think my complaint about covers it...

*Then the dreaded eye contact that following Sunday I gave a shy half wave as I had my head slightly down, he just smiled big and gave a wink. Thank goodness for forgiving people.

Proof!

...That I am the Favorite Aunt.If you look really closely past the hearts and scribbles you will find a hidden message on that poster that says "We love you aunt AMY" finally I have done it! After many years of coaxing, puzzles, treats, whispering encouragement to vote for me.I have won them over Who knew that baby frosties would be the key to this? Frosties and good ol' prank calling family members on a friday night is what I credit my award to."I would like to thank all the little people who made this possible" -Oh wait it's only little people who voted for me. None the less you can congradulate via e-mail or in person(fake chuckles)

The runner ups:
Michelle
Becca
Heidi
Aly

* Sorry better luck next year :)

As I'm thinking of what title to put to these pictures two songs come to mind "Errr buddy in da club gettin tipsee" and "Got my drink and my two step" Ah the joys of artifical bubbly!enjoy the pictures I know I did
( Thanks Michelle for catching the natural element)

Oh so much fun! I may look a little frumpy due to the fact that I went to work at 5:30!But such a fun night!