Weekend To Do List

PS. Enjoy Spring!

Oh boy, I've got Joy!

Things I am grateful for today...

That yesterday was as perfect as any May day gets. It started well, went well, and ended well.

Running into old roommates and friends.

Growing up.

Feeling young.

Letters from sister missionaries. I miss you Amy!

Reading THE BOARD.

The lilac smell in every room.

Relaxing pillow spray.

Allergy medicine.

My stealthy bike that sneaks up on people. It's so quiet that one might say it has a magnetohydrodynamic drive.

That I ride my bike to work every day minus Wednesday because I work late.

That I wear my helmet and glasses. I confess, 80 percent is for safety reasons, the other 20 percent is because I don't want people to recognize me.

Ride to work day.

Being home with the family this summer!

My little bro who is now passing ALL HIS CLASSES!!!!

The creative genius in Chad that has shown itself lately in his new long board business. He has made six so far and has orders for more.

Chad's sauce and style. Maybe just his saucy style.

Sierra's awesomeness and sisterly insight. I can't believe I missed out on having my little sister as my friend until I was 17 years old.

My creative and beautiful mother who put up with us on Mother's Day last Sunday.

That mom stocked the fridge, had frozen meals pre-cooked in the freezer, and left cash for groceries while she was gone.

Dad taking Sierra and I fishing and four wheeling last weekend.

Dad's hard work and him reading the scriptures each morning while eating breakfast. I have my own "breakfast Book of Mormon" full of crumbs and milk stains because of his example.

Red, yellow, and orange birds.

The three baby robins in our tree out back and their diligent mother who perches on the fence.

The effectiveness of hand sanitizer.

An delightful poem such as this one.

My laptop. I might still get a year or so out of it after all!

White skirts and dresses paired with flirty spring shoes.

Finding a blossom in my hair this morning after our flower fight last night.

Blogger. I need to stop stalking and gawking however.

Reading the newspaper each morning (including my horoscope: "A problem with competition will need immediate attention").

My six dollar Asics running shoes that are still going strong.

The fact that I really don't care how good I look while doing my morning run anymore.

Some conveniences of Facebook and the fact that I have NEVER and will never take a quiz of any kind.

The regular river trail runners that say hello each morning.

Cookie cutter houses despite it all.

My smiley bishop who I saw on campus today!

Linking words while blogging.

Funny design concepts like this.

Windy days.

Hot keys.
The primary colors, which I happen to be wearing right now.

10 cent raises and free water bottles.

Waiting lists.

Seeing Life in Technicolor.

The power of a hot shower or a long bath.

Tomatillo salsa. So easy: 10 boiled tomatillos, 1 jalapeno, 2 cloves of garlic, one bunch of cilantro, salt and pepper to taste. Blend it all up baby!

Returning missionaries.

Les Misérables and Jamie Pugh.

Temple night, Thursday night. Call me if you want to come.

Nuvia, my mentee. I also love that we are both major fans of chocolate chip cookies. Oh, by the way, if anyone is interested in mentoring check out the Web site here. One of the best decisions of my life so far.

Adobe Illustrator. Do you like my new blog header?

Laughing until my cheek muscles hurt after finding and perusing this blog.

The Harold B. Lee Library.

The Daily Universe.

To have two part-time jobs this summer.

Great supervisors and co-workers.

My fear of vending machines.

Garbage day every Monday. Somehow it is very reassuring and comforting to me to know that every monday the garbage will be taken away.

The crisp and wonderful letterpressing of wedding invitations.

Toothpast, mouthwash, and yes, even the dreaded floss.

Harper's random Saturday activity club. What is planned for this week?

Organization and that now my sister is feeling the vibe.

A new baby niece this fall!

The talent of this. I kind of really want to see this in real life, does anyone know how I can?

Inspiration in unexpected places which make creativy ooze and gush.

Words of the Prophet Gordon B. Hinckley.

Becoming "anxiously engaged" in the full life around me.

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