tears for candy.

merry leap day to us all.

i don’t even remember what i did last leap day. or when it was.
knowing me, i would use today to do something cool. or something i think is cool, at least.

but i don’t think that will happen.
nope, today is for a yummy breakfast, maybe a run outside [if it stops snowing?], babysitting, reading, and a leap day relief society activity in alpine. maybe i’ll get crazy and put some makeup on today.

also, my phone is completely dead. and it’s not coming back.


what i do.

with so much time on my hands, people are always asking me what i do. well i will tell you.

job search.
taught myself how to juggle.
practice juggling.
learned how to make paper cranes.
read actual books.
have dance parties for one.
run outside.
watched the extended LOTR trilogy.
make art.
cheer for my roommates before they take tests.
go on walks.
take naps.
play with my roommate’s puppy.

basically i do what everyone else wishes they could be doing. minus the job search slash figuring out my future part.


    l for love. and leah. and le sigh.

    here are some instas from my valentine’s day 2012 experience.
    treated myself to some of my favorite chocolate. delish.
    maybe my roommate’s boyfriend gave her a puppy for v day. maybe he’s the perfect man. maybe the puppy’s name is bear and she filled the heart shaped hole in chest. maybe. maybe not. i don’t know.
    leah and i made pizza! with pepperoni! shaped in a heart!
    then we ate red velvet cupcakes! 
    then leah bought me yogurtland! leah is pretty.
    so was my yogurtland. yum.
    at the end of the night i realized i hadn’t watched a chick flick all day. so i righted that wrong and threw in moulin rouge. 
    ewan sang to my soul and it was good.
    i would just like to thank kyle for sharing leah with me again this valentine’s day. that was very generous of him. oh wait. he was in nyc having a grand time. never mind. no pity for you.

    out of touch.

    well, i don’t have a phone right now. which is awesome. maybe in a couple days i will have it back.

    between losing my voice last week and breaking my phone this week, i have a feeling someone is trying to tell me to stop talking so much. which is weird because most days i go well into the afternoon before i speak to anyone [not including myself].

    so. in case of emergency, there is always email. and twitter. and facebook. yep.


    just call me ariel.

    yesterday was the first time i was able to talk above a whisper since tuesday night. what the what? how does that even happen? i do not know. my six day long sore throat ended on friday but my voice has yet to recover. i couldn’t even call my mother to complain and beg her to come take care of me. now i just sound like a dying cat/frog/cow/man. lame. 
    so how did i cope with the painful swallow and utter exhaustion?
    pajamas, no make up, netflix [specifically downton abbey and north & south], books, blankets and tonzzz of tea.

    put my arms around his neck, hug him tight like this.

    happy birthday to my amazing father who i love dearly. 
    i would most definitely not be who i am and where i am today if it weren’t for him.
    it’s always a good time when grandpa comes to town.
     this one is my favorite.
    nice shirt, dad. i wonder who gave that to you. they must have great taste and know that plaid is in and that green matches your [our] green eyes extremely well and stuff. cool.

    i only super bowl for the food.

    after giving a super relief society lesson on sunday, i hitched a ride up to draper for the super bowl. i may have had to ask who was playing. and who won. what can i say. i’m not on top of the nfl this year [slash ever].
    thank you danny duke for the good eats, nice seats, and great company, including mine bestie, sarahmaines. needless to say, it was good times and there was much needed catching up.
    when i got back to provo, i found myself on a couch being serenaded by these two lovely men. 
    thanks guys. you will go far in life.