Time-- our most precious commodity

What a spectacular vista!!! WOW!! the sun is shining, it is crisp and cold and the moutains look brilliant! I want to go snowboarding so bad!!! I want to take a trip up to Idaho (maybe I could convince my uncle to let us stay in his sweet cabin) and go snowboarding for a weekend. . . that would be amazing. School is really stressing me out lately and so are finances. Ugh. The two things in life I can never seem to stay on top of (0kay, that was a lie. . .there are a million things I can't stay on top of).

Today is Catherines' birthday and in honor of her, I would like to share a memory of my awesome sister:
So I have would have to say one of my all time favorite times with Catherine is when she came up to visit me in my bus. We sang silent night to guitar and talked into the wee hours of the night. . . we even ordered pizza and had them deliver it (although we forgot to specify that it was a bus so the poor kid wandered around until someone told him some college students lived, "in that" and pointed our direction). We went cross country skiing, walked around Driggs, Idaho. . . headed over to Jackson Hole. I loved every minute of it!

Happy

time in pieces

The snow is slowing covering the moutains and making its way down to the valley. It looks beautiful. On mornings like this, there is a quiter mood on campus-- like we should be talking in whispers because everyone looks like they just got out of bed.

I feel like words have been sucked right out of my mouth-- most of the time I don't know what to say or write. As a matter of fact, I wander around for much of the day lost in irrational thoughts and daydreams. Living intermitently. I find it hard to do any one task completely and fully. I feel like I'm loosing the beautiful balance I had at the beginning of the semester. . . and the funny thing is, I don't care. . . well, almost. I don't think I can live like this much longer.

Yesterday was so filling. My Relief Society here is wonderful. When I left church, I felt like I was on the road to Demascus and saying, "did not our hearts burn within us?" I felt that fire again, just like I needed, to make the changes for this week.

Weekend update:
After church, Matt and his brother and sister, Cherise and Chaela came over and we made pizzas and ate apple crisp. I liked it. Saturday, Matt and I went to Target and talked all day until I had work and then after work we went disco skating. On Friday, I worked and went to the temple. Then Matt and I went to a service date (which I admit could have been more effective if I hadn't instigated a marker war-- which I won BTW). And then we went with Jason and Casey to watch a movie in the mountains (I think I saw ten minutes. . . I fell totally asleep).

posting progress

It's amazing what we can accomplish when we learn to discipline ourselves. I need to look ahead at what I want to accomplish and then set guidelines for myself. I really want to be educated rather than just get an education. I want to live the WofW with exactness-- go to bed early, wake up early; monitor what I put into my body. I want to thrist after righteousness. I want to develop new skills and use them to help others. I often find myself wondering what kind of person I want to become in the next month or year, and then evaluate what I am doing to reach that. . . I love the docterine of eternal progression (which is pretty obvious by the nature of my ridiculously introspective posts). Of not just knowing, but becoming something. This morning I went swimming. I lost count of my laps and got lost in these thoughts as I felt the water cut along side of me.

I'm taking French horn again. I'm in the University Orchestra for next semester.

I am going to learn human anatomy.

I going to be a better Visiting Teacher. . . I am going to pray for those girls every night.

I want to acostarme a las 11 y levantarme a las 6.

I want to invest in snowshoes and really warm running gear.

I am going to write in my journal experiences, ideas and stories that inspire me.

I am reading President Hinkley's biography. I realized how his life is full of simple acts of kindness and love, of consistent and constant obedience to small things, his love for education and his faith in the Lord in conquering problems. He became an extraordinary person because he steadily moved in the right direction. It really is that simple.