Sunday, April 13, 2014

last weekend.

Last weekend(ish) I found myself on a plane with my Mom, brothers, and Daniela (mejor amiga) bound for Salt Lake City, UT. I spent most of my time by Gate #17 in LAX doing 7th grade math homework and spent half of my plane ride explaining how to graph a linear equation. I don't even want to know how many times that plane ride I said the words, "y=mx + b."

We went up for general conference to hear the words of modern day prophets and apostles. There is nothing like being in the conference center surrounded by thousands of people who are united in faith, anxious to hear the word of God.


The weekend was jam-packed with family functions, and hadn't been that busy in a long time. The early mornings and late nights combined with spiritually draining days reminded me very much of the mission. I was so bummed that I was overbooked with family functions and didn't have the time to see any kind of mission/byu friends. Sorry again to those who called/texted to hang out. Soon I will return to Provo again, soon!

1. I can't even tell you HOW many times on my mission I would dream about these fried greens beans from PF changs. So much so, that they didn't quite live up to their daydream counterparts/ cousin Natalia holding up her sign for tickets.
2. My Tia Maria & I (she's currently on the RS general board)/ sandwiches from The Soup Kitchen guys, it's SO GOOD.
3. Spontaneous mission reunions!
4. Alberta, Daniela & I held up matching "help my sister out" signs/ pie pizzeria!
5. the breathtaking conference center
6. Sharing some laughs with Linda K. Burton at the relief society/yw/primary conference luncheon

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

reasons to celebrate.

I'll give you one REALLY good reason to celebrate with me...

I got into Law School.
BYU Law.

& That's not all.
I also got into BYU's MPA program!!!

4 more years = 2 really great degrees behind my name.

So maybe I'll be a slave to the textbooks these next four years, maybe my social life will suffer, maybe i'll have more sleepless nights. But, I have something to be proud of. & I figure it's fine to be a little bit braggy on this little corner of the internet universe that I get to call mine.

Along with much in my life, the decision came with suspense. Remember how I had a weird glitch in my Mission Papers that no one could explain, the same thing happened with my Law School App. It actually was turned in late... as in like sometime last week... YIKES! It kind of was out of my control & instead of being stressed about it, I thought, "I've been through this before." 

It was kind of a tender mercy that the application was turned in late. Had it not been turned in late I would have been accepted while I was still serving a mission. Because it was turned in late, I was able to be home to have a skype "get-to-know-you/congratulations" interview with the dean of admissions. & she was also able to personally tell me how impressed they were with my application and that she would pass my name on to professors. Okay, no more being braggy. :]

this feeling.
so good.

Sometimes we have little things to try our faith, but in the end, it all works out the way that it needs to.

To celebrate my Mom & I went out to see the Cesar Chavez movie (SO GOOD! & I'm not just saying that because I'm Mexican) :] I also may or may not be having this song playing on repeat.

& this image conveys EXACTLY how I feel.

Monday, March 31, 2014

homecoming soiree.

I'm easing back into my past life of normalcy. This includes, but is not limited to my past fiesta throwing ways. My mom was kind enough to give me a few nudges encouraging me to help her with the little details of a homecoming soiree she had been planning for me. 

I'm still not ready for huge gatherings, so we made the event small inviting coworkers and high school friends. Everything was simple we mostly used things we already had lying around. My parents found the cart in the first picture below just chillin' on the side of the street waiting to be thrown away. They managed to save it and give it a wonderful new home.

Originally my parents were thinking of having hamburgers, and y'all know how obsessed I am with hamburgers (<3 <3 <3), but I suggested we go with the BBQ classic of pulled pork sandwiches. We had a menu that will make your mouth water: coleslaw, mac & cheese, french fries, baked beans, and a 4 ingredient peach cobbler I found online. 

My friend Jen as soon as she stepped outside to our backyard looked at the set up and then turned to me and said, "Yup. You're back!" 

Thursday, March 27, 2014

on next chapters.

journals up to this point. The first one dates back to '96! huzzah!
hello world!!!

I have returned from the greatest journey of my life [up to this point]. I've spent the last week trying to figure out how this upgraded version of myself fits in with all the things I left behind.

Yesterday was spent dejunking my bedroom.  I mean it when I say dejunk. 
I cleared away pictures I had of old crushes, piles upon piles of my favorite teen magazines, and origami folded notes from friends dating back from the high school/middle school days. 

I'm currently trying to figure out what to do with the letters I mailed home from the mission along with the 5 boxes of old photographs that are currently just collecting dust in my closet. 

Any suggestions?

As for "adjusting," I'm trying to figure out if these little quirks I've developed are partly phases or if I've acquired them as part of my personality. 

Case in point: I have no desire to watch TV. 
I spent some time wikipedia-ing (I might have just made that a word?) the plots for some of the shows I used to watch. I kind of walked away from that experience thinking, "did I really use to watch that garbage?"
I also can't for the life of me sit still through a movie.

I am still kind of sort of a sister missionary at heart. 

The sisters in my home wards (fam & YSA) are my current bffs. I feel like I can communicate with them. I talk color-coding, area books, whitewashing, leadership, and finding. They speak my language! Or I speak there's? 
I'm kind of in denial about the fact that I'm now an "outsider." I still really crave the mission world.
I also may or may not still gravitate to a sister missionary wardrobe. Last night I ran to the mall and my eye caught a glimpse of a red-orange knee length skirt. I tried to talk myself out of buying it, but in the end, the skirt won. I bought pants too! But, my Mom did have to talk me into wearing the pants I bought and not the skirt. for shame.

I can't bring myself to get rid of the "y'all" I picked up down south. I'm trying so hard, but it just rolls off the tip of my tongue. Can everyone please just adopt this so I don't feel as awkward?

I was SUPER bummed to discover that google reader was discontinued! All of my blogs are gone. GONE. However, maybe that's a good thing? So friends, if you have a blog and we are real-life friends, will you please remind me of your URL?

In some ways I am the same, but in others I'm different. 

Evolved is a good word.
I like it.
My interests and perspective on life have shifted and things that once interested me just seem so mundane and pointless now. Dare I put the fb under this category? Probably.

I kind of see facebook for what it was created to be, not this monster that it's become.

& blogging! Dear blogging when did you become so money/materialistic oriented?
Megfee put it so perfectly here.

To those who read while I was away in Texas & Louisiana thank you for sharing that adventure with me!

& now:

What this blog is & what this blog isn't.
If we are friends outside of the viral world, the things I post are meant to be read as my letters to you! 
(hence blog title)
Also, if we hang out, pictures are posted on here. I really REALLY dislike posting pictures on the fb.


I'm not out to make money
I'm not out to gain sponsors
I don't need a lot of "followers"
& I'm not here to host giveaways

p.s. as always, let's be friends!