I'm cold

My creative juices always seem to be flowing when I need to be doing homework. 

Its funny how that always works out.

Its also funny that my creative juices are directly linked to my Diet Coke intake for the day. 

Idaho is a terrible place to live.

Was that too harsh? Should I lead into it?

Alright, 

it's not that bad. 

I mean I do love the 30 mile an hour wind

and not just that it's constant and never ending,

but that it's also about 10 degrees. 

Last night I went to the gym.

Things I've noticed about people at the gym...
They are all very very serious people.
No laughing or joking.
Now, those of you who know me,
or have read the title of my blog,
know that I like to laugh.

So instead of partaking of the seriousness of the gym,
I brought Ellen's new book,
got on the lazy mans bike,
set the setting on random for 30 minutes,
and laughed through my entire workout.

At one point,
I did notice that my legs were burning,
and that I was sweating.

But here's the thing,
I was laughing.

I feel its a much better way to work out. 

Especially because directly after leaving the gym,
I came home and heated up leftover cheese pizza.

I mean come on.
Who wants to argue with that. 

A Breath of Fresh Air

Once upon a time.... 

(yes, I am supposed to be doing homework)

In a villiage called...
Idaho Falls. 

There were three ladies,
out on the town. 

We decided to stop by the local shopping center
(fine, yes, we went to the mall)

Where we happened upon
the Verizon and TMobile store/kiosk

Two young lads
jumped on the opportunity to escort us
to the local bowling alley
(Where yes, I kicked butt)

Anyway... long story short.

Brooke got a date.

As in... a Boy, (Man) met Brooke (a beautiful girl)

gathered his courage

threw caution against the wind

put his pride in his backpocket

peed into the wind

(not really)

and asked Brooke out on a date. 

Now,

I wont give you the dirty details of the actual date that occured last night

but i will tell you they went ring shopping. 

not really. that would have been creepy

They did however,

have a fabulous time

where he opened all the right doors...

(metaphorically, and literally)

laughed,

cried,

and hugged out a grand evening. 

Is my faith in men around here restoring?

Is chivalry not dead?

Are boys turning into men?

(Boys II Men has a good point)

We shall see... 

For right now, 

however, 

we bask in the fact 

that there is at least one man out there 

that has the ability to ask a girl out,
take her out, 

and not be crazy. 

<3 Get it girl <3

(Also...
I may or may not have met someone..
I'm trying not to jinx it..
We may or may not have cuddled last night.
If your reading this,
I write a blog,
I forgot to mention that.)

The Dryest of Spells

Alright Ladies & Gentlemen

I am in quite the dry spell 

As in....

There are absolutely no boys in Idaho I am interested in.

Not one that I even remotely even have a crush on. 

I mean I dont even know of any boys right now that exist.

Are there boys still in this hell hole place called Idaho? 

I seem to attract boys that exhibit one or more of the following characteristics: 

1) Do not live in the state of Idaho

which a small yet ever present part of me thinks is a good sign

2) Are not Mormon

which is discouraging because I have a pretty palace called a temple I plan on getting married in, and a great ticket in is being a Mormon... 

3) Do not like commitment/just got out of a "very serious heart breaking I'm never dating again because I'm so scarred" relationship.

I feel for you, I really do... But get over it. We've all had to. 

Don't get me wrong. 

I actually enjoy being single. 

It has its perks. 

I can go get massages

I can watch Grey's Anatomy

I can eat a bowl of ice cream

My phone never goes off 

No one wants me to make them dinner

Seriously. 

Those who can't do... Teach

As many of you know,

I am currently a BYU-Idaho student,

and also

the 6th grade Art Teacher in town.

(I like to go by Queen Alex...)

It has been such a great opportunity

to be able to teach 6th graders,

learn about them,

interact with them,

and maybe possibly have an impact on their lives.

Part of my job is not only showing up every single day,

but also being in charge of the observers that are going to come in for a couple of weeks and learn how to teach 6th graders, and gain hands on experience.

One thing I've already noticed,

and this is something that I have struggled with,

is how to make something boring,

FUN.

Because let me tell you,

if its not fun,

the 6th graders won't do it.

And maybe you'll force them...

(I'm the teacher, you're the student, thats why)

...but they won't like it,

and therefore,

by proxy,

they won't like you.

So you have to take something like the Renaissance

(which, I'll have you know, I think is really fun and interesting, but I'm also a History Major)

and make 6th graders care about what happened 700 years ago.

Here is a great example of

someone taking something really boring,

using audience participation,

humor,

and personality,

and making it fun for everyone.

And just maybe, someone will remember what you taught them.

Burnt Scrambled Eggs

I attempted Scrambled eggs...

and then I failed.

& they burned.

This semester will be less busy,

and then maybe I can learn how to cook.

Ha.

Today at church

I walked out of the class and

there was a line of boys,

exciting right?

and one guy goes...

"Hellllllooo Ladies."

Did I act all charming and suave?

Did I quipp back with some witty remark?

Did I procure a date for my best friend Steve* and I?

No.

I laughed as I walked away down the hall.

I laughed.

Out loud.

Head Back.

Some people call it guffawing.

I guffawed.

Sixth Semester

Second Winter

First week.

No dates.

*code name... she is a girl. ;)