The Day of a Million Dreams...shattered

Well, Saturday was going to be the best day ever.  Early that morning we decided that it was going to be the Day of a Million Dreams.  When I found out that Paul Newman died, I reconsidered our plan--but then I realized that Paul Newman would have wanted us to be happy.

So, we just did things that we wanted to do.  We went to the mall and got our free pound of See's Candy (Chocolate Buttercream mmm).  It's my birthday in a couple weeks (don't forget!) so we went in to stores, hoping to see some things that I want that Kyle could get for me.  We ran in to Emily and CB a couple times, which was fun!  Then we gorged ourselvs on Old Spaghetti Factory--and had the creepiest waitress ever.  She was like, trying to seduce Kyle in front of me??

After lunch, we picked up Katy and went to Joann's for some fabric for Emily's wedding guestbook that is going to be soooo pretty because Katy is super talented and can bookbind.  Then we dropped her off, picked up some Smart Cookies, and went to the International Cinema!  International Cinema + Smart Cookie is a tradition that I hold dear to my heart.   We saw Les Choriste, which I have seen a million times and loved, and which Kyle saw for the first time and loved.

I guess it WAS a good day--but it's overshadowed by the crappiness of that night and the next day.  

We spent Saturday night and Sunday with a nasty bout of the flu, or something like it.  It's good that we were both struck at the same time, so that we could each understand what the other was going through.  We spent most of the time moaning and writhing in pain, a pitiful sight I'm sure.  The craziest part was our weakness.  We could not do anything other than crawl to the bathroom to throw up.  We were crazy dehydrated, but were completely helpless.  Katy finally rescued us late Sunday afternoon, bringing lots of Sprite, Saltine crackers, and applesauce.  Watered down Sprite is really what cured us.  So since 7 pm on Saturday, all we've eaten is Saltines and applesauce.  And that's after completely empyting our bodies.  SO--good weight loss plan, right?

Kyle was able to sleep last night and woke up weak, but more or less functioning.  I, on the other hand, did NOT sleep last night and was still plagued by nausea and the most intense muscle pain I've ever experienced.  Two nights in a row, with one pain-wracked day in between?  I'm pretty pathetically exhausted.  So I couldn't wake up at 5:45 this morning, or go to class or work.  It's 11 and I'm still pretty pathetic.  It would feel really great to shower, but it still sounds too hard.  So instead I'm blogging and nibbling on some Saltines that Katy left by my bed.

My heart is heavy.

I will always, always love Paul Newman.

The Goose

And my favorite...Zombie Lucy.

Feathers In My Cap

• IT'S FRIDAY!!


• Today is going to be such a good day! I know it.


• I have Lucy pictures to put up, but that'll have to wait til I'm on my computer at home.


• The LRC is empty right now, it's weird and I like it.


• Tonight is going to be awesome because Kyle and I have decided that it will be awesome.


• Kyle had to work late yesterday (12.5 hours total!) so he got HECK of overtime money.


• We're going out tonight because we haven't even seen each other lately.


• The last couple nights I have been sleeping GREAT. I don't know why.


• This is my last day of being sick, I can tell.


• My birthday is in less than a month.


• We have a very busy and fun weekend ahead of us.


• I have TWO good books to read.

Sicky sick sick

It makes me mad that scientists don't treat the common cold like it's the Motaba virus. I think that people should be working frantically around the clock to find a cure, and they should be stealing army helicopters and tranquilizer-gunning down monkeys in the forest, and probably the country should be under a state of martial law. And Morgan Freeman and Dustin Hoffman and Donald Sutherland and Kevin Spacey should be there, and maybe even a young and trashy Patrick Dempsey. (Yes I just watched Outbreak.)

Anyways, I'm sick, but hopefully I'll be over it soon. Kyle is sick too, but his immune system is way better than mine. I've still been able to hang out with Lucy this week, thank heavens, as long as I Purell myself all the time. The other night Kyle and I got to babysit her and it was so fun. I love babies, especially her. Having Lucy know me and love me is the best feeling. Putting her to sleep was the cutest thing in the world--and so easy! When I'm with her, I'm kind of constantly on the verge of tears because I just love her so much and think she's so perfect and adorable! Is that weird? (I'm not pregnant. I know a couple of y'all look for clues. Loving babies and a tendency towards tears are a usual thing for me.) I'm so sad that she's leaving tomorrow :(

Maybe that's the real reason that I'm always about the start crying.

Hooray!!!

I REMEMBERED WHAT HAPPENED!!!!

Does that give you a hint?

Yesterday Kyle and I were looking in some boxes of our stuff that are in storage.  And dang, we have a lot of stuff.  I found a box full of my old journals, and I was just kind of perusing them, laughing about how stupid I was.  I wasn't cool til Kyle came along, fyi.  Anyways, out of one of my journals from THREE YEARS AGO fell a golden ticket.  Really, a gift certificate in a big golden envelope.  And it's good for ONE POUND of See's Candy!  

I can't believe my good fortune.  I actually remember getting it--it was a present to Grandma Joyce and Grandpa Charlie, but when I was leaving home to go back to Provo my sophomore year, Grandma slipped it to me.  That rascal.  I love her.

So--so many years later, is it still good?  I didn't see an expiration date anywhere.  Do you think I can still use it? Please please please say yes.

Lame-o

Ok...yesterday or the day before, I was talking to Kyle and he told me about something and I was like "Wow, that's awesome! That's blog worthy!"  and...of course I don't remember.  But I'm excited that something cool happened, even if I don't remember what it is! Ok man that's bugging me, how annoying!

Umm yeah so I really have nothing to write about--I'm just blogging to appease right now.  Today I have to go to the SHC because I am sick(again), and we think it's a reaction to the medicine I'm taking for the other reason that I am sick.  That sucks.   It's enough to keep me out of school and work for today.  I am trying really really really hard to get better, because in two days Lucy will be here and there is absolutely no way that I am going to be sick while I should be having massive amounts of fun with her!  She is pretty much what I live for, so I have some massive motivation to get healthy again.  If she wasn't coming, I'd probably be sick for another week because I'd refuse to go to the health center--whereas now, I'm RUNNING there.  I was there--was that last week, oh man no it was earlier this week!  It was good.  They confirmed that I was sick and gave me TWO kinds of antiobiotics--which, put together, only cost me TEN BUCKS.  Yes that is awesome.  Last time they gave me a prescription it was 8 pills for 80 bucks, so I decided to suffer instead--or just chug Excedrin Migraine pills.

Yeah, this post is pretty dang lame.  I can't think of any way to redeem it so I'm just going to stop.

Sleeeep now.... (Katy you know what that's from)

One good thing about a 7 o'clock class--if you have to go home early (as in, right after that class), it's still early enough when you get home that you can go straight back to bed and pretend you never woke up.

I mean, I'm not in bed yet. I'm blogging. But the idea of it is really appealing--I think I'll go ahead and sleep forever.

I have a bad migraine today, and today's 2 other classes are really just unnecessary. I hate missing work but I just wouldn't be able to hack it today. And if I did go to work, I'd be on campus until 4 pm, instead of 8 am. I just can't make that commitment when I feel this crappy.

This weekend was enjoyable:

On Friday, Kyle and I went to...Olive Garden! Ate ourselves SICK. The it was Cameron's open house! It was so great to see his family, who moved to Texas and so I've been missing them. And of course it was great to see Cameron and finally meet Katie! Now that he's married, and living right down the street from us, it looks like we'll have some married friends.

Alan and Nieman and Katy came over and we conducted an extensive science experiment. Results inconclusive. As soon as Alan gets his scanner working, he'll post the results. We took a million pictures, but Nieman has them all. We'll see if she blogs them or not.

Saturday was great! Kyle and I drove to Ogden, stopping at Nielson's (in Bountiful) along the way. Guys, Nielson's frozen custard is AMAZING. I'm so in love with it. I was so happy to get the chance to introduce it to Kyle!

Once we got to Ogden, we got to hang out with Kyle's family! His parents were in town for the day, and it was really fun to see them again--we haven't seen them since the wedding. I also got to meet Kyle's grandma and great-aunts and great-uncles and cousins. We had a really good time--lots of food and Guitar Hero!

After we dropped of Barbara (Kyle's mom) at the airport, we raced home to party with Katy. We had a movie night at her sweet new apartment--it's perfect for get-togethers. Such a cool layout, and very spacious! Katy's roommates are really cool too. Our night was complete with Muddy Buddies, popcorn, and Mission Impossible: 3. Kyle and I left like half-way through the movie--that movie is SO STRESSFUL, and we were feeling anxious. PLUS we were dying to watch the next episode of LOST! So we knew it was whack but we just had to go home and watch it.

Last night, after watching one of my favorite movies in the world, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead (I knew Kyle would like it and he did!), we headed over to the Riv to hang out. Kyle may or may not post the notes that he took from that evening. We pretty much planned Alan's life for him, ate more popcorn, watched Alan play Tetris, discussed Palin with Council Bluffs, and found out that Emily really is the perfect girl for him (she passed all the tests!).

In between all these activities, Kyle and I have watched tons of Lost. We have two more episodes left of season 3, and it's really exciting.

We need to take more pictures.

So that's what's up with us. Now I'm going to sleep off this migraine, and hopefully wake up feeling rejuvenated and alive and ready to do all my homework before Kyle gets home. Or not.

Land of my fathers...I wish

I had my first Welsh class last night. It captivated me in a way that Spanish never has. I have to take Spanish. But Welsh is just a ridiculous thing that Katy and I are doing because a love for Wales is in our blood. Why? I don't really know. But every female in my family has a thing for Wales--mostly because of some great books that we've read. Anyways, the history and people of Wales are a big deal to us. I generally like England, but my blood starts boiling if we talk about the English occupation of Wales and stupid ugly freakin' Edward's defeat of my dearest hero Llewlyn. It's just not fair. So yeah...I generally like England. Right now, it is dead to me.

Learning the language is so fun! It's completely mind-boggling, but I am trying really hard because I want to know it so badly! So far I can introduce myself, say a couple simple sentences, and I kind of sort of have a glimpse of the insane pronunciation. I just can't, for the life of me, do the "ll" sound. It is unlike anything in our language, but it's ALL OVER THE PLACE in Welsh.

Think about all the greatness that Wales has brought to us. Umm, does anyone around here know and love Christian Bale? Llewlyn Fawr?? Ioan Gruffydd? How about Bear Grylls?!!?! (Ok, it turns out Bear's not from Wales--but he lives there, which means he loves it. So it's almost the same thing.)

Here's some more:

Henry V

Timothy Dalton

Laura Ashley

Charlotte Church

Tom Jones

Anthony Hopkins

Bonnie Tyler

Dylan Thomas

Catherine Zeta-Jones

T.E. Lawrence

Richard Burton

And those are just the ones that I know!

I love their national anthem:

Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau
Mae hen wlad fy nhadau yn annwyl i mi, Gwlad beirdd a chantorion, enwogion o fri; Ei gwrol ryfelwyr, gwladgarwyr tra mad, Tros ryddid collasant eu gwaed. Gwlad, gwlad, pleidiol wyf i'm gwlad, Tra mor yn fur i'r bur hoffbau, O bydded i'r heniaith barhau.

Here it is in English:

Land of my Fathers
The land of my fathers is dear unto me, Old land where the minstrels are honoured and free: Its warring defenders, so gallant and brave, For freedom their life's blood they gave. Land, Land, true am I to my Land, While seas secure this land so pure, O may our old language endure.

Beautiful.

I have to go there.

Did I mention that Kyle is Welsh?

Well, here I am again, sitting in the LRC. Get used to that, because I'm pretty sure it's going to be a common thing around here. I'm so miserable from waking up so early every morning--seriously, I'll be complaining about in on here until the semester ends. So get used to that too. I usually start classes at like 1 or 2--one time I didn't take a class because 11 was too early. I never went to (or even watched) Tuesday devotionals because, seriously, who wakes up early enough? So now, having 7 am class and work and staying on campus for 12 hours every day is seriously a shock to my system.

BUT--there are good things too!!

• I found my North Face! HALLELUJAH!!!!
• I got a free hot dog in the quad today
• Tomorrow is Friday
• Tomorrow is Cameron's open house in Highland, and I get to see Nieman
• Saturday we get to visit Kyle's relatives in Ogden with his parents
• Next week, Christy/Danny/Lucy are visiting
• Next week, I get to meet Jack (Amanda's man) when he visits
• I'm getting a raise at work
• I'm getting another raise at work in 2 months
• Last night I went to bed at 8:45
• I'm super caught up on homework. So what if it's the first week?

I need a good place to nap on campus. Do you guys have any suggestions?

Dweud! (that means hello)

Here I am again, blogging in the LRC to kill time. It seems like it's been an eternity. It's good to be in the LRC again. Katy's on the computer next to me, listening to Welsh music on Blackboard. Hey, I signed up for Welsh. Yeah, that's right. Katy and I are going to be Welsh-speakin' ice road truckas. So, my classes are really weird. HEPE (gag but easy), geology (love my teacher and I'm totally interested), Spanish (kill me please, but not really because after this semester I'm done with Spanish!), my tutor certification class that I have to take for my job (it's okay because I get a raise for taking it and Katy's taking it with me), and now Welsh. Not only am I going to be a cooler individual once I speak Welsh, and we will totally have a good excuse to visit Wales now, but I'm also getting $500 for taking it. Worth it.

School? Shmool.

Kyle was going to take a first day of school picture of me this morning, but a) we forgot, and b) I don't smile before 9 AM.

Ok so when I have to wake up early the next morning, I am a FREAK about going to bed early. I obsess about it. So last night, I got in bed early, knowing that my alarm was going to go off at 5:45 AM. Kyle fell asleep instantly, as is his wont. I, on the other hand, lay awake for hours. I got probably 2 or 3 hours of sleep all together last night. I guess it was just the stress of worrying about falling as sleep as quickly as I possibly could so that I wouldn't kill myself in the morning? What got me through the night was the knowledge that tonight, I'll fall asleep dang fast to make up for it.

So we did wake up at 5:45 this morning. We picked up Celia and Kyle dropped us off at our 7 AM Spanish class. (Oh dang, I forgot that I forgot Spanish over the summer. My bad.) Celia and I then sat and thought of interesting ways to commit suicide while we suffered through class. I'm pretty sure that I'm never going to escape room B101 of the JFSB. Any English major feels the same way, I'm pretty sure.

Today Jayne, my good work friend, gave me a ride home, which saves me a really long walk (especially when it's cold like today!), for which I owe her my life. Good thing she lives across the street from me!

It feels so weird to not be taking any English classes! It IS less stressful, but I think I will miss it.

So now I really want to take a nap, buuut I don't want a repeat of last night. And I guess I have homework to do :(