Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Epcot on a Day Off!

We went to Epcot for my past day off (if you couldn't tell by the title of this post) and here are the highlights of the journey:
--We walked by this father and son just in time to hear the father loudly scold his son, "Don't EVER put your fingers there!!!" We will never know where the young boy's fingers were, but it did make everything the best! And, I do agree with that wise father--don't ever put your fingers there--words to live by.
--And we went on the ride Spaceship Earth and the ride makes you cute little videos of your "future"'s ours :)


Tuesday, June 16, 2009

I Must Live with Boys....

I wake up in the morning, excited to eat some good ol' cereal...only to find that ALL the dishes are dirty. How this is possible--I will never know. So I attempt to load the mountains of dishes into the dishwasher, only to find that it is indeed full and all the dishes in there are also dirty. So, instead of being able to satisfy my after-sleep hunger, I am stuck doing dishes. About 30-40 minutes later I am finally able to enjoy my breakfast.
You may think this is a once-in-awhile experience, but no. My good people, this is a daily event! I fear the trek from my room to the kitchen because I do not know what kind of filth disaster awaits for me (but I do know that filth does await). And, on "good" mornings, the mess is extended from out of the kitchen onto the table and into the living room and to where the computers are. But I must say that my personal favorite is when there is left over food stuck to the stove and on the floor!
Now, keep in mind that I do in fact live with three other girls...but I am starting to question that fact. Most girls (if not all) have some sort of internal meter that tells them when they are being too much of a slob...but I guess my roommates' meters have malfunctioned. I can actually say that I have not seen such laziness or lack of cleaning up after oneself (a basic function) since Sebastian was living in Provo with five other boys.
Thus, I conclude, that I must be living with boys...

(Wish me luck! Only 8 weeks til I'm home!!!)

Monday, June 8, 2009

63 Hours...In One Week?!

Well...I learned something new about myself this past is possible to work 63.5 hours in one week and not die!!!! Whoo!!! It was quite the long week with some LOONNNGGG shifts and not enough sleep, but I did it!!!
Now, the million dollar question: will I do it again? Probably......not. That is just too much for one girl to handle (especially when she's planning a wedding!)
It all paid off though when I was able to go to Star Wars weekend on Sunday and live in Star Wars land--a dream come true!!! :) I rode 2 of my favorite rides with little wait, enjoyed the sun, spent time with a good friend, and met Darth Vader and Darth Maul--who could ask for more?!?! Such a reward for a hard week's work!!!!
Now...a week of "rest"!!! (meaning only 48 hours of work--not 63.5!)
To all, have a great week!!!