Something I Think About

Pardon me for posting twice in a day but A) I didn't want to make my last post 1000 years long and B) I didn't want to ruin the preciousness of my previous post with the seriousness of this one

Anywho, a couple weeks ago I was watching Say Yes to the Dress (5 Stars from Kylee) and there was this psycho mom who wanted her daughter to look like a princess but the daughter didn't want to look like a princess and fights ensued. So I went upstairs to my mom and told her that since she has 4 daughters yet to be married off she had better keep her own expectations and desires out of wedding dress shopping. Not her opinion, mind you. You'd never get my mom to keep her opinion to herself. But her expectations of what she wants us to look/act like (if you read my previous post you know how effective trying to dictate my behavior is).

With that in mind... we started talking about weddings and I told her my friends made me promise to have a civil wedding for them. I told her I didn't particularly want to cause what a hassle...(shocking I know...but no, I do not have my wedding planned and my colors picked and whatever else a "normal" girl has thought out...) My mom said I would have to do a civil wedding and then the conversation kind of ended.

Forward to today: I was sitting in the Draper Temple waiting to do baptisms just thinking and I started thinking about getting married in the temple and who in my family would be there. I came to the sad but very real conclusion that at most, only one of my 8 siblings (unless there are some significant events before I get married) would be able to be in the temple with me & my parents/grandparents/etc. Each one of my siblings (and spouses if they have them) has different circumstances keeping them from entering the temple.

These thoughts brought me back to the conversation with my mom about having to have a civil wedding for my friends and I thought to myself "A civil wedding for my friends? My own family won't even be able to attend my Temple Marriage" Sheesh.

Conclusion: I will be having a civil wedding.
Conclusion 2: I hope those various circumstances change so that I may be joined by more than 1/8 of my siblings.

"22 Years of Married Bliss"

My mom said that. Fat load of crap that is. With me as a child? I HARDLY describe raising Kylee as "bliss". In fact, I take a direct quote from said dear mother's blog:

"I remember a particularly frustrating few months with my beautiful, stubborn, bull-headed daughter number 1.  She was probably about 4 or 5.  I was fit to be tied.  She said "no" no matter what you asked her, she defied me at every possible opportunity.  I was certain she would have to be removed from my care because I was going to KILL her. She had to do everything her way.  I was way out of my league.  And I thought step-children, who probably didn't really even like me, were hard.  She was impossible.  So, one evening I was enlisting the advice of my dear husband, "What am I supposed to do with her?  She won't do this, she won't do that.  I can't make her listen . . ."  You get the picture.  I will never forget what he said -- it was the most profound thing anyone had ever said to me up to that point in my life.  It also  made me angrier than I had been in a coon's age.  (If you don't know, don't ask)  He said, and I quote, "You can't control her."  He was so calm, so matter of fact, I wanted to kill HIM then HER.  Yes, I can!  I am her mother!!! Can you hear it?"

Darn right you can't control me....

I digress...HAPPY ANNIVERSARY MAMA AND PAPA. No one else coulda raised me...I'm kinda a....how do I put this lightly....kind of a dolt, blockhead, fool, twit, etc. (don't even ask what I put into the online thesaurus to generate those words). Props to the mother for letting me do my own thing...usually I find the right thing.

Thanks parents for setting such a great example for us chilluns. Because of my parents I know what a good marriage (and consequently a good family) looks like:

• 9 kids (give or take)
• Motorcycles
• A house that is never clean (sorry mom)
• Endless laundry
• Walking
• Family Home Evening
• Seeing every movie that has ever come out
• A husband who works hard
• A wife who works hard
• Kids who....learn to....work hard
• Charity
• Illegal Fireworks
• Leftovers
• Kicking the kids out when 24 is on

Yeah that's all I got.

If you're happy & you know it, clap your hands

Bad day. K that's a little dramatic cause it wasn't really bad. It just wasn't spectacular. I like spectacular days. Like yesterday. Yesterday was spectacular.

Yesterday:
Mi familia y yo went swimming. On our way to the swimming pool we passed a ping pong table on the side of the road with a sign on it that said "FREE". Yep. A free ping pong table. So we saw it wouldn't fit in our suburban, Trusty Mabel, so we called my brother with his truck, Trevor, and he came and got it. So now we are the proud owners of a ping pong table. We have no room in our house for a ping pong table so here's what we have done with it:

 If that ain't pure joy, then I do not know what is.

Back to today - the less than spectacular day. I did not/do not like today. It isn't spectacular. So to counteract the spectacularlessness (yes I made that word up but feel free to use it) of this day I am going to make a list of things that are spectacular in my life that I am grateful for.

Here we go:

• Spectacular days
• Free ping pong tables
• My bed
• My foxy car, Cheredith
• Warm weather (sorry Laradise)
• General Conference talks
• My awesomely rad parents
• My laptop
• Music
• My siblings
• A job that I like
• The education I am getting *BIG PICTURE KY*
• Friends that I can text, "I'm grumpy. Help?" and they do
• Good memories that instantly put a smile on my face
• Fake plants
• Air conditioning
• Sugar-free food (curse this sugar-free thing)
• Nail polish
• Bright colors
• Journals
• Best friends
• Temples
• Weddings
• B.A. watches
• Cameras
• That my brothers best friend gets home from his mission tomorrow
• Libraries & books
• Motorcycles
• A papa who will make me lunches for school even though I'm 18 and fully capable
• Internet
• Random hangouts
• Extreme Makeover: Weight Loss Edition (& lets be honest...Chris Powell)
• Water
• Gardens
• That there are other more than just banana flavored laffy taffy

I could continue but instead.... 
Here are a couple videos that go along with this post..

Ok...that second one is just hilarious....hope you enjoy!

Kevin Edmund "Youk" Youkilis

It is with a heavy heart that I tell all of you readers (none of which really care I assume) that the Boston Red Sox have traded Kevin Youkilis to the Chicago White Sox. This happened yesterday. Pretty much during the Boston-Atlanta game. Oh man. We hate to see him go.

Youk was good. Truly, he was (and is, but it feels like he'd dead).
Check out here for his stats and whatnot. Impressive huh?

My brother hates Youk. This is one of the many reasons why:
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He has a stupid batting stance. Its true. But that stance has gotten him career stats that look like this:
AVG .287
HR 133
RBI 564
OBP of .388

Those arent the best stats ever, but they sure ain't the worst!

Now that he is gone, David "Big Papi" Ortiz is the only Red Sox player left from the 2004 World Series Champion team. I have a feeling though that Jacoby, Pedroia, Crawford, Beckett, Nava, and the likes may be here for the next few WS Championships.

On a side note, by the time Youk is done, he will probably have spent his whole MLB career as a sock....He debuted as a red one and will probably finish out as a white one.