The Future... ooooh.....

I started unpacking my room today. Finally.

I came across something that literally made me burst out laughing in my lonely room.

It's a list Alora and I came up with a while ago. I'm not even sure when we made it, but I believe it was some time after watching Say Anything with the wonderful John Cusack.

Here is the list:

Future Dating Companion Checklist 

1. Must believe I am real - NOT imaginary/Can't make fun of Alora's middle name.
2. Can not be judgmental of our "traditions" - possibly even participate in them. :)
3. Alora can NOT hate him! And he can't hate her.
4. He has to be friends with Alora's boy - (or at least get along with him really well).
5. Can't let me walk on glass.
6. Must have at least a small love towards dinosaurs.
7. He has to be willing to dance with me.
8. Must like 80's movies.
9. Must love ball brownies! ;)
10. Can't make fun of my hiccups or Alora's sneezes.


Yep. That's the list. I should probably take it with me when I go back to school. And then I could maybe possibly even use it. ;)

Phillip the Stegosaurus :)

Chelsea and I sometimes like to avoid going to sleep.

We'll eat grilled cheese instead.

Or, sometimes we'll go to the lobby and do nothing productive whatsoever. This is what we did last night. As soon as we sat down I began telling her a story about a sad stegosaurus named Phillip. If you're interested in hearing the story ask me, maybe I can recreate it for you. Maybe. My stories are often a one time thing. ;)

Anyway. This beautiful story had a moral. The moral of the story is that we need to be happy with who we are and the things we can do.

I've noticed that in my life I spend a lot of time comparing myself to those around me. I'm down on myself the majority of the time. I don't like this. It's hard feeling like I'm not good enough and never will be.

Mostly, I don't enjoy having a negative attitude.

I realized that the problem here is jealousy. My new goal in life is to quit being jealous of those around me. Because after all, I'm pretty neat too. :)

Gratitude and thanksgiving...and memories?

Last year around this time I made a list of things I was thankful for. It wasn't complete and I tried making a complete list for this year, but that sort of thing can't be complete.

At church on Sunday my family all got to speak in sacrament meeting. This tends to happen after moving to a new ward. Believe it or not, they were asked to speak on gratitude and thanksgiving. I drove home partly to see this and partly because it was Mitchell's 16th birthday! (He took me on a date. You'd better be jealous.) Honestly, I didn't know that they were speaking until Saturday. They don't like to fill me in on these things.

Sunday morning I woke up to Mitchell saying "SORINE! Come help me write my talk!" (Yeah, with 1:00 church, they all put it off for the very last minute). After he promised me that he already had an idea for his talk and that I wouldn't be doing the entire thing, I agreed to help him.

To truly understand how his idea came about you'd probably have to study his brain for years. He said, "I'm going to talk about memories!! I'll just quickly tell a few memories and then sit down. It'll be great." Sure, we've had some crazy things happen in my family that he could talk about, but I just wasn't sure how he was going to relate it back to gratitude and thanksgiving. He thought he was brilliant though. After telling his idea to my dad he said "I'm so good at giving talks its ridiculous!" (At this moment I wish I could tell you about all the times he's given a talk in sacrament meeting. You'd be laughing your arms off.)

Anyway, I helped him type it up and tried to connect it to the theme. When it was his turn to talk he got up and started by saying, in his deep monotone voice, "Hi, my name is Mitchell. I was asked to give a talk on gratitude and thanksgiving so I decided to talk about memories. One memory I have..." It was probably the funniest thing I'd heard in a long time. Whitney and I were both laughing so hard we cried. And this was some serious crying. It's a good thing I knew the rest of his talk cuz I could not listen after that one. Haha!

They all did a really good job with their talks. And they even remembered to leave my dad some time to talk this time. :)

So, like I said in that list, my family is crazy. There is no way to describe them. I love their silliness and the stupid sense of humor we all have. And oh yeah, I'm grateful for memories. ;)

In my family...

... we start out a fight by saying "tut, tut, looks like rain." rather than "go" or something.

... we laugh and call it our exercise for the day.

... we call to tell each other random things

... we know we are nerds and try to build on our nerdiness as often as possible.

... we celebrate Fathers Day four days early in the parking lot at Costco.

... someone gets up, laughing and running to the bathroom at every meal to prevent an accident.

... we know its time for bed when we can't control our singing.

... we help each other make fun of ourselves.

... it just takes one look to get us on a laugh attack.

... we sleep in the same room every Christmas Eve.

... we'll all squish onto one couch to watch a movie.

... we punish each other by making one person lick our feet or by throwing socks in their face.

... we love each other no matter what.

I'm honestly SO glad I'm a part of this crazy family. I don't know what I'd do without them!!!! :)

August

Wow. I've seriously been lacking on my blog writing lately. For anyone who reads this and keeps up with my life, if any of those people exist, I'm sorry. For the rest of you, here is another pointless blog from Sorine! :)

I sat down a lot and tried to start writing another blog, but I never actually followed through.  I'll try to make up for it. Here are some funny conversations from August!

Martha: I don't want to get married young. I won't get married until I'm...um.. twenty-one!
Hyrum: But Martha, twenty-one is when you die...
Later on...
Jacob: Hyrum, you don't die at twenty-one. Some people do, but not everyone. Mom is older than twenty-one.
Hyrum: Nuh-uh! Mom isn't twenty-one yet. Twenty-one is when you die!

Spencer: There are like four kids at my school who still have the tags on their backpacks.
Julia: Did you hear that, Sorine? Four kids at his school still have the tags on their backpacks! That is so unladylike!
Me: Unladylike? Who said anything about them being ladies? They could just as easily be boys.
Julia: Well, unpeoplelike just didn't sound as cool.

Me: Mitchell, how is your upper strength?
Mithcell: Superior.

Julia: Psst! Sorine, follow me...
Me: Why?
Julia: Just follow me...
I followed her to her room where she slowly lifted up an itunes gift card.
Julia: Let's use this!


Well, these aren't as funny as the conversations I posted here, but they'll work. :)

So here are some things I did in August:
-Went down the canal - FINALLY!
-Went to Lagoon and was brave.. I actually went on the rocket, believe it or not. And I survived!
-Had a sleepover with my best friend Alora. :)
-Had a yard sale
-Went to two bridal showers for Whitney
-Went to Goblin Valley! Woo!
-Locked my keys in my car
-Went to craters of the moon
-Had a job interview
- And finally... I MOVED BACK TO SCHOOL!!!! :)

Let me just tell  you how much I love it here. On a scale of 1-10 I love it here...let's say 50,471. :) I had that job interview, but didn't get the job. I'm stressing about it. But there are still a few jobs left that I'm hoping will work out. I am so excited to get back in the swing of college life. Don't get me wrong, I love my family, but I'm glad to be moved out again. It was a very long summer of sitting in my room and applying for jobs. It feels good to do something with my life again.

Okay, last bit of news. Its big news so if you kept reading this far... yay for you! My family is moving. Yep. We got a house and everything. It's been pretty busy lately with trying to get things in order for the house and with planning Whitney's wedding and with Mitchell finishing up his eagle scout project. Anyway, we are going to rent our house to the people who are renting the house that we are buying. We've been planning to move for quite a while and just kept quiet about it all. Although my dad just started telling a ton of people all of a sudden so maybe you all know already.

Don't worry, we are just moving across town. It's very bittersweet. I love the neighborhood we are in now. It's where I grew up and I have SO many memories there. However, they are covering up my memories with new houses which isn't so nice of them. It will be weird to not be in the same ward or house I've been in for almost as long as I can remember.And even weirder that someone else will be living in OUR house. But it will be a good experience. And we're still close enough to all my Eastmoor friends that I could ride my bike to see them. Either way, I'm not even living at home right now so I'm not too troubled about it.

Well, I hope everyone had a fantastic summer. LET SCHOOL TIME BEGIN!!!! :D

"Dad, baby spit up..."

We have this really cute home video of me when Julia was a baby. I'm playing with her and cooing at her as my dad holds her when all of a sudden she spits up on me. My reaction: "Dad, baby spit uh-up..."

Today I was babysitting this adorable little boy Isaac. He is so happy all the time. Anyone can get him to laugh just by looking at him. Lately he has been entertained by hitting people in the face. He thinks it is SO funny! So, to avoid being hit in the face yet again, I was teaching him how to do the "Indian Cheer" thing where you tap your hand over your mouth. He thought it was hilarious so I kept tapping his mouth. All of a sudden he puked all over me. Of course the tapping on his mouth only made it splatter even more. It was disgusting. Too bad I didn't have dad there this time to clean it up for me. ;)

Midnight Madness

"You're mad. Bonkers. Off your head. But I'll tell you something, all the best people are." - Alice in Wonderland

We are mad. Bonkers. And off our heads.

Why, you ask? Because we need to move into a rest home. Possibly. Or, maybe because we find it hard to eat popsicles near funny people. Or, because we are depressed...which leads us back to the popsicles.

If you haven't caught on yet, we are in a mood, a funny mood.

It all started when Julia and I sat in my room discussing life. We decided we were going to keep ourselves entertained because we find each other funny and pretty much the only thing we are good at is making the other person laugh. "We can't make money though." "We'll be poor people. Entertained poor people. No, eventually we'll be dead. So we'll be Entertained Dead People."

Julia also talked for a minute about stretching. Like stretching taffy, but not really. "I haven't stretched in like two weeks. Unless you count picking up trash at the pool." "Julia, that's like saying you haven't painted a room in ten years unless you count painting your toenails inside a room." We laughed. And then Julia realized she has picked up some taffy wrappers. Ha! Ha! Ha!

Me: How come I can't spell "stretched"?
Julia: Cuz you're smart!!!

You know those commercials, the ones where they ask several random questions that really apply to everyone? Well, we laugh at those. And then we like to make up more of our own. Here is an example:

"Do you often cry when you are sad? Do you wear a yellow jacket 24/7? Do you find it difficult to eat a popsicle when near a funny person? Do you bite yourself? Are you chewing on your hand at this exact moment? We caught you! You must be depressed!"

Spencer told us that the solution to our "life" is to go to an old folks home. He meant like work there but we thought of it as moving in, because we'd fit right in! We decided, for some reason, that they'd probably have a questionnaire for us to fill out as we tried to move in. It'd look something like this:

1. Have you fallen in the last 24 hours?
2. Do you need to be spoon fed?
3. Do you need a diaper change?
4. Do you eat like a dead fish?
5. Do you need to borrow teeth?
6. Do you want to be pushed around in a wheelchair?
7. Do you have a hard time remembering your own name?
8. Do you call everyone you come in contact with "Susan?"
9. Do you read the obituaries looking for your own name?
10. Do you use your teeth to scratch your ear?

And this is what our answers would be:

1. Yes in the parking lot on the way in, and I've got bruises to prove it!
2. I think I'd enjoy that...
3. Do I need a diaper?
4. Occasionally, just for my own personal enjoyment
5. I think mine will do just fine...
6. YES I DO!!!!! WEEEEEE!
7. Yeah, I sometimes call myself Susan.
8. Hey, that name sounds a little familiar...
9. Good idea! "Ssssuuuusan!!"
10. No, but can I borrow yours?


Um... Hi. :) :)