Fairy Tales

I am not ashamed to admit it.

I watched the royal wedding this morning.


I did NOT get up at 4 am to watch it. That's ridiculous. I watched it online as I was getting ready for school. But I couldn't help myself. And I couldn't figure out why. I was enthralled as I watched Kate walk down the aisle in her beautiful, classy gown. I laughed when I saw Prince Harry nudge William as he (Harry) turned around and peeked at Kate. I was captivated as I listened to them repeat their vows....and not just because of their divine accents. :) I don't know what it was, but something about this wedding had me spellbound. I couldn't get enough footage online to satisfy me.

And then, the balcony? The icing on the cake. They were so cute up there, and I'm glad they kissed twice, because the first one was kind of lame, I'll admit.

I have been trying to figure out all day why I was so engrossed in this wedding. Truly, I haven't paid much attention to all the hooplah over it in the last couple of months. I wasn't planning on watching it at all! But then I turned it on and something sucked me in. I spent all day trying to figure it out. Then, at lunch, in the faculty room, all the other teachers were talking about it too. One made this excellent point: We are obsessed with it because it is every little girl's dream. Fall in love, marry the prince, wear a gorgeous gown, and become a princess and live happily ever after. Once we get older, reality hits, and we no longer desire to be a princess; we just want to fall in love, marry a wonderful man, and have a happy life. But the little girl inside all of us eats up this princess-happily-ever-after stuff, and that, my friends, is why I couldn't unglue my eyes from my computer this morning. The little girl inside me just wouldn't let me, and you know what?

That's just fine.

Nonfiction Obsession

Usually, I absolutely love fiction novels and tend to detest nonfiction.

Nonfiction is boring.
Nonfiction is slow.
Nonfiction doesn't have a plotline.
Nonfiction doesn't require visualization.
Nonfiction isn't a good escape.
Nonfiction doesn't keep me interested.
Nonfiction can't be read in one sitting.
Nonfiction is a slower read (at least for my brain).

These have been my mantras for the last 18 years or so that I have been reading.

And then, I read this book:


And it got me hooked on nonfiction.

I went to the library today. I checked out TWO novels. And 8 nonfiction books! And in the last 4 hours, I have read 3 1/2 of those nonfiction books. This is getting seriously ridiculous, how much I love reading this books. I am learning a lot; maybe that's why I like them so much, since I am no longer in school. They are so interesting!

But back to the first nonfiction I have chosen to read in a very long time. The Five Love Languages is a fascinating read about the way each of us fills up our emotional reservoir that tells us we are loved (by family, friends, significant others). We each have a different way of expressing love. I like that it doesn't just focus on romantic love, but talks about familial and friendship love as well. Thinking about those relationships helps you to discover your primary love language.

Although, don't worry, my mom was always right about me. I am just wired differently - I got the exact same score for 4 out of the 5 languages - and one language scored 0. So...apparently I'm a freak. :) Or just loves a lot? Or is multilingual? I'm not sure. But it was still a fabulous read. I think I'm going to read it again here soon. I'm sure I will learn even more!

Roommate Besties!

Last week, for my Spring Break, I went to Washington, D.C. to go visit my old roommate Emily! It was pretty much the best trip EVER. Except too short. It was so much fun seeing her again!! We did all of our awesome traditions....which may or may not include dancing to the Biebster! She is just the best friend ever and I just wish she was still my roommate!

Mexican pizza - our favorite. And this was the best Mexican pizza in the history of Mexican pizza. Which is why we are making such fierce faces.


Playing tourist in D.C.!

We went for dessert at a super cute place called the Silver Diner. It was late...we were tired and a little hyper. Emily made our waiter a certificate of awesomeness.

Which he very much appreciated!

I had the BEST time visited Emily! I'm already making plans to go back and visit her this summer. Done. Done done and done!

Found.

Pictures from the night I first went ice-skating with the Creers! Only....they're just pictures from when we ate dinner. Not the actual ice skating part. OH well. Good thing her kids are so darn cute, it doesn't matter! :) The fun balloons were their favorite part. This is what they looked like while watching the Balloon Man work his magic. This guy is better than Disney! :)

Unacceptable

CLOUDY... COLD AND WET CONDITIONS ARE EXPECTED TOMORROW INTO THE COMING WEEKEND ACROSS THE REGION. TEMPERATURES WILL BE 10 TO 20 DEGREES BELOW NORMAL DURING THIS TIME PERIOD... MAKING IT FEEL MORE LIKE MID TO LATE FEBRUARY THAN EARLY APRIL.

This is what weather.com told me just now. Excuse me, Utah, I don't think you got the memo.

It's April. That means spring.

Songs

I've said in the past that songs "speak" to me. Usually those songs become my favorites, because they mean something to me. Well, the last couple of weeks, a particular song has been my absolute favorite, but I couldn't figure out why. I mean, it has a great message, but it wasn't really that applicable to my life, which was new for me for a favorite song. Until yesterday. This song now has meaning. And is still one of my very favorites. It's Won't Let Go by Rascal Flatts.


It's like a storm that cuts a path.

It breaks your will; it feels like that.

You think you're lost, but you're not lost on your own.

You're not alone.


I will stand by you.

I will help you through.

When you've done all you can do, and you can't cope.

I will dry your eyes

I will fight your fight.

I will hold you tight and I won't let go.


It hurts my heart to see you cry.

I know it's dark, this part of life.

It finds us all and we're too small to stop the rain.


But I will stand by you. I will help you through.

When you've done all you can do, and you can't cope.

I will dry your eyes; I will fight your fight.

I will hold you tight and I won't let you fall.

Don't be afraid to fall.

I'm right here to catch you, I won't let you down.

Won't let you down.

You're gonna make it. I know you can make it.


'Cause I will stand by you. I will help you through.

When you've done all you can do, and you can't cope.

I will dry your eyes; I will fight your fight.

I will hold you tight and I won't let go.