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Cousin

I have this cousin Taylor.

She's great.

She is two months younger than I am and she moved to Utah from Texas with her family when we were 7-8(ish?).

We were kind of assumed friends since we were close in age and the rest of 'em had their age cousins - Jameson, Daniel and Christian.
- Lindsay, Regan, and Savanna.
- Brandon, Austin, Carson.
So we were just kind of thrown together even though we didn't have a whole lot in common. Somehow we managed to be friends but we would get mad at each other A LOT. haha We would get so mad for some stupid reason and then not even be able to play with each other so we figured out a way to dispel our anger and continue playing.

This is what we would do:

and then we would forget our anger and keep playing.

When I would tell my mom we would fight all the time she told me it was cause we were so alike. But now I realize it is cause we are soooo different.

Taylor has always been more mature than me.
Taylor creates award winning art and I score award winning goals.
She makes her own prom dresses and Nativity scenes from sea shells, and I make my own....green pants?
She likes to be in charge, I like to add my 2 cents when convenient
I am an anthropology major and shes an art major

Pretty much +Taylor Reich and I are as different as can be. But she's DEFS my fave cousin! Sorry +madalynn barker +Savanna Reich!!! :)

Flashback: Mountain Home Idaho

I am maybe two or three years old toddling around the back yard.

The back yard of the little yellow house in Mountain Home Idaho where my grandparents lived. It has two HUGE apricot trees and lots of grass and a chain link fence where there is a garden and then a dirt path behind that.

We used to go there every year and help my grandma gather up all the apricots that had fallen to the ground so they didn't ferment and get wretchedly old and disgusting.

I say "we". It was me, little Kylee, maybe baby Lindsay, I don't remember if she was born yet. Christian, Ben, Nathan, my parents, and Amy may have been there. A three year old's memory just  isn't that good.

So I am toddling around the yard, cute as a button, and my siblings are just covered in apricot juice as they pick up all the fruit from this back yard. They fill up 10 gallon buckets that were basically as tall as I am of nasty rotten fruit as my grandma watches on and I run around probably tripping over my chubby legs and the uncollected fruit.

My family didn't want to touch me since they were sticky with apricot juice so I ran around and probably played in some of the nasty fruit or tried to get through the chain link fence into the garden behind.

I'm not sure if I remember this from my own tiny three year old brain or of the many stories and pictures of these events have meshed into my memory bank as true memories.

Does it matter?


Merry Christmas!

Pinterest Success (actually worth reading)

Here is what my latest Pinterest ventures looked like:

We started with these white jeans (they are the yellow ones in the end):

And these two pairs of blue jeans:
(They're in a tub of water and bleach)

 So it was taking forever to bleach so I separated them. The dark blue ones are on the left and the lighter ones are in the right tub....the dark ones now look yellow

 Close up of the dark blue jeans...getting whiter....

 

Here is the yellow dye I put the already white jeans in

They turned out like this

And then I put the blue jeans bleached white into here

And they turned out like this

So now I have these

I got it from this blog. And BAM, It worked. I am so happy. Cause I got the jeans from the DI so I spent a total of maybe $18 from start to finish for both pairs of jeans.

Then I made this awesome pineapple angel food cake...easiest thing of my life..but mine looked like this (after people had eaten a bunch already):

 Then I made these peanut butter chocolate chip crescent rolls

 And these ranch pretzels

 SO GOOODDDDD,


I'm a Pinterest master

Not even worth reading...I promise

+Regan Snuffer WOWOWOW +Lindsay Snuffer +Stephanie Snuffer

WOWOWOW YOU CAN DO THAT STUFF NOW!!!! HAHAH I just "tagged" (whatever Google+ lingo is...) those guys in my blog post!!!! HAHAHA



I told you it wasn't worth reading.

Christmas Vacation

HAHA So I have literally nothing to do all day long so I end up doing stuff that I find on Pinterest mostly.


I have had success after success in the past few days.


Check back for pictures!!!

If i had one wish

If I had one wish,

only one wish,

it would be to:

Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.

I wish I had the patience of nature. Can you imagine? 

Your life would look like this:

Mother Nature is the ultimate patient being. With patience, she creates beauty and perfection.

Patience creates this:

  

Patience captured this:

  

Even though at the moment i feel more along the lines of 

Abused patience turns to fury.   

If I could somehow be patient like nature, my world would resemble this:

  

 

 

Oh to be patient like Mother Nature.... 

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

So I drove from Laramie yesterday and not a moment too soon. By the time I woke up this morning this is what my front yard looked like. WOOOHHOOOOOO.

You haven't lived until you

have seen this.

Try not to pee yourself. But if you do that is alright because this is "pee yourself" funny.

Holy Junk Monkey

Finals. Week. Is. Almost. Over.


SO CLOSE....


It started off rocky with me thinking my Spanish final was at 12:15 when it was really at 10:15 and not realizing that until 10:40...greattttttt


But its been crazy good since then. All the tests have gone better than anticipated and I GOT A FREAKING 98 on my Linguistic Anthropology paper

that is really really good cause I got a 66 on my last one....sheesh

That is what I call improvement.

NAILED IT


Now I have my philosophy test....and that...pretty much come what may huh?
I mean, whatever I get I couldn't get anything different cause I have no free will or agency or whatever. So I best not worry too much about it.




Enjoy this video of our former (Rest In Peace) pet magpie, Mordecai

Kevin Edmund "Blood Traitor - Sell Out" Youkilis

Well ladies and gentlemen, most of who probably know nothing about this situation. We have another traitor in our midst who will be added to the likes of Babe Ruth and Johnny Damon. His name is Kevin Youkilis.

Youkilis has deal with Yankees


BIG. DUMB. TRAITOR.


Should have freaking stayed with the stupid White Sox. WHAT A STUPID SELLOUT


Whatever. He's a good player and if he is happy to play substitute for A-Rod for a few months good for him. Enjoy your 10 minutes as a Yankee.

Wear those stupid pinstripes and play in that gosh awful new Yankee Stadium.

No hard feelings, Youk.

General Conference 1999 & 2000

October 1999
Becoming Our Best Selves

April 1999
Like a Flame Unquenchable

October 2000
Living by Scriptural Guidance

April 2000
The Stake President

Whooooo College Life

Wanna know what the weekend before finals week looks like?


WELLLLL It goes something like this:


Friday morning - dishes, go get stuff for sunday dinner

Friday late morning - type up Forensic Skeletal Report

Friday afternoon - Linguistic Anthropology

Friday late afternoon - Finish Skeletal Report, eat

Friday night -
 5:00 to 6:00 - Spanish test review
 6:00 to 7:00 - Religion test review
 7:00 to 8:00 - Lacrosse meeting

Saturday morning - 8:00 Philosophy test review
ALL SATURDAY - LIBRARY TO STUDY
ALL SUNDAY EXCEPT FOR CHURCH - STUDY


Party central.

Pinterest Boards

You can learn a lot about someone by looking at their Pinterest boards.

For example :

What my Pinterest says about me:

I am obsessed with weddings. I mean, if I weren't, would I A)have 102 pins, and B) be able to watch like 8 episodes of Say Yes to the Dress at a time? Probably not.

I like food more than weddings. Who the heck doesn't? And I actually look at the food pins after I pin them while I have never looked at any of the other pins I pin.

I don't really do the whole exercise thing as much as the food and wedding and pretty much anything else.  I honestly just feel like I should pin things about exercise so people don't think bad things about me. Although my food:exercise pinning ratios reveal a whole lot....

I only think two things are funny and I need A LOT of motivation.

Anyway...you get the point.

What does your Pinterest board say about you?

General Conference 1997 & 1998

October 1997
Look to the Future

Just change the the numbers and this is even more important today than it was 15 years ago.


April 1997
Washed Clean

Sheesh...I went through so many talks before I finally got that feeling with this one.


October 1998
A Season of Opportunity

April 1998
Bridging the Gap Between Uncertainty and Certainty

tru, aju, mózg, axola, mendje

Brain

Mind

Whatever you call it. We've all got one although some use them less than others.... Philosophy tries to prove or disprove the union or disunion of the brain and the mind. Or disprove or prove the existence of the something we know as the mind.

Its fascinating. What do you think about? What does your brain do 24 hours a day, 7 days a week all life long?

Mine finds patterns on the street with the lane dividers. When I see this kind of road paint:



I think of someone running.

When I see this kind:

Someone is riding/pushing a Razor Scooter

When I see this:

 

Can you guess it? If you said someone rollerblading then you would be correct.

Like Regan's blogpost I do it too. My mind connects those things which do not connect themselves. It draws lines and circles and squares and rhombuses around and around and around until it fits into one big web of words and ideas and "-ness"es. It assigns "labels" although these aren't the limiting "put-in-this-box-and-only-this-box" kind of labels. They can go wherever they like and each new experience with the word or idea or thought will add to its "-ness" in my head and get itself somewhere new along with the old.

When I am not driving and making patterns with road markings, gates/fences, words, feelings, and the likes, I pretty much have one thing on my mind. The past while in my life has been spent with thoughts of one topic.

Its not the same thought over and over again although occasionally there are some reruns. Its more like one topic come at from every angle possible til you would think my brain couldn't think anything more about the topic and say, "We have thought this through and through and through again. There is no more to be thought about this. Can we please move on to something else". But it thinks and thinks again. 

They say “We sow our thoughts, and we reap our actions; we sow our actions, and we reap our habits; we sow our habits, and we reap our characters; we sow our characters, and we reap our destiny.”

I hope in the end these thoughts become my destiny. They are good thoughts of hope and optimism and endurance and struggle and pondering and they encompass all that I want out of life. You could say that what I spend so much time thinking about is family.

I mean, what else is there in life?

Things I Know to Be True

Folks, there are very few things I know to be absolutely true.

Here are some of them.

1. 5 Hour Energy and Hot Chocolate go right through me. Drink it and 8-10 minutes later I've gotta pee
2. Harry Potter brightens even the worst of semesters
3. God answers my prayers
4. Washing dishes by hand is the best therapy
5. Laying on the floor staring at the ceiling fuels the creative genius inside
6. Ditto for long drives
7. My left ring finger will never, ever be truly straight again
8. Elf is a classic Christmas movie

There are probably more things that I know to be absolutely, irrefutably true. But for now. There are my top 8.

Dates

You know those dates that you will always remember?


There are the obvious ones like September 11 and December 7. Those one are if not universally remembered, nationally remembered.

Then there are the ones that are personal. Maybe to your family, maybe only to you.

April 1st is one of those days.
May 7, 2009. It was a Thursday.  Look it up if you don't believe me. I will never forget that day. Or the morning after. I didn't much feel like going to school that morning so Haylee, Will and I went to yard sales for most of first period. We bought a nasty rat thing.

All of those things were pretty awful life changing things.

Can I remember the dates of the amazing, happy things of my life?
Not really. I don't remember the date we won state in soccer or the date we won lacrosse....
I do remember August 9th, 2001. I turned 8 years old and was baptized. But I think I only remember that because I have it engraved on a charm bracelet.


Interesting....

Thanksgiving conversations

Here are a few conversations I had or listened to over Thanksgiving:


Brandon: Kalisa, where is Ben? We haven't seen him around.
Kalisa: Oh, we ate some questionable sushi last night. We've both been all sorts of unhappy. So that's where he is
Brandon: Say no more
Kalisa: I am pretty sure it was the tuna
*Ben walks in*: I was just telling the other room about the sushi



Lindsay: Freaking Thanksgiving!
Kylee: I know! All I have done for the past week is eat and play with a stupid plastic cup.



***Background: We were watching Dr. Quinn. Lindsay is on the lovesac and had been farting a lot. Carson is on the other lovesac. Savanna and I are on the couch.  Someone farts***
Carson: Lindsay! Are you serious!?! STOP IT
Lindsay: That was not me! That was obviously a leather couch fart!



Kylee, Lindsay and Regan: Aca-Awkward

Real Life

The "real world"

I've barely experienced it. I've caught glimpses of it through my parents and older siblings. But I've never been fully submerged in the real world.

The real world is not kindergarten. Real life is not elementary school. Real life is DEFINITELY not middle school. Real life is not high school.

Real life is not the sports you play and the games you win.

The real world is not even college.

Real life hits when you are not in classrooms with teacher telling you what to do. The real world does not judge you on your writing capabilities. Real life hits when you become the parent instead of the child. Being in the real world means life's problems are life/death and not pass/fail.

The real world means you are not protected by some magical force of love from your parents like in Harry Potter. Real life means you are on your own, fighting every day for something better, something bigger. Being in the real world means you have to grow up or be left behind in an ever-changing ever-degrading world.

From the slivers of the "real world" that I have seen, I don't look forward to it with excitement...I would like to stay in the fake life that I have lived in for 19 years, 3 months, and 11 days.

But no one can stop the real world from becoming theirs. It will take everyone for its own. All you can do is try to be prepared for it when it decides your number has been called.

Thanksgiving Break

Here is what it looked like:

Someone may have found some BROWN lipstick

Lindsay, Regan, and I tag team made this bear out of a sock

This girl was all over No-Shave November....Gross

And of course, baking with the frannnsssss.

Christmas cookies while listening to Christmas music. Good times. Good times.

So. Full.

I am so full.

Full of food.

Full of love.

Full of gratitude.

Full of humility.

Full of emotions.

Full of life.

But there is still a little tiny piece of empty in there for now.

HopeFULLy it gets filled soon.

Mormon Messages

These are fantastical.

General Conference 1995 & 1996

October 1995
Powerful Ideas

April 1995
"Therefore I Was Taught"

October 1996
Listening by the Power of the Spirit

This is short and sweet. It is the beginning of Conference so GBH is just telling us to listen with the Spirit to the speakers because they have prayed and know what to teach the people. Its pretty good and reminds us how to approach the prophets and apostles words.

April 1996
A Handful of Meal and a Little Oil

I gave a relief society lesson on this a few weeks ago. It was Chapter 20 in the Teachings of George Albert Smith. I think it went well. I sort of deviated and did my own thing cause that's how I live my life but nonetheless I think it was a good lesson. I didn't ask those stupid questions at the end cause I think they are the dumbest things ever (no offense church manual makers). In fact I didn't ask any questions. I taught what I knew to be true, said Amen and sat down.

If You Fail, Fail with Glory

Wanna know why I named my blog that?

Here ya go:

Well I keep these notes in my phone and I was looking through them one day and the note went as follows:

Psalms 16:11
Helaman 13:29
Find joy in the journey
-pres Monson
If we fail we fail with glory


SOOO I'm not sure why I had those all in a note but when I was looking for inspiration for my blog name and I came upon this note, "If we fail we fail with glory" really caught my attention.

When I am trying to decide something I go 98% by gut feeling and 2% by logical thought. I'll go through idea after idea and if I don't get that feeling I will move onto the next one. It is how I decide everything! Like which conference talks to read every week and what names to give my water bottles. I just know the feeling that it is the right one. It clicks. It fits. It goes. It feels right.


When I saw "If we fail we fail with glory" written on the note I knew it. I got that feeling. BAM Done and Done. I didn't know where the line came from until later on. It is from a hymn "God Speed the Right".

I love the idea of failing with glory. Why the heck should we be afraid of failure if we did it gloriously??? Since I've discovered that line in the hymn that is what I have tried to do with my life. I am going to try a lot of things and I am going to fail a lot of things. That much is inevitable.

But I can control HOW I fail. If I am going to fail, I am going to do it on MY terms and it will be a glorious failure. Oh man. It almost makes you excited to fail.

If you fail, fail gloriously people!

Happy weekend! Thanksgiving is just in front of us!

SPAIN

 ONE TIME I WENT TO SPAIN


ENJOY :)

During the Eurocup - Germany vs. Spain

A few of my awesome traveling companions

Our pimp van...

BULLFIGHT

It was pretty gruesome. BUT awesome to see this part of the Spanish culture