For Jeff

disclaimer: i was threatened into blogging this.

background 1: i hate things in costumes. non-human costumes, like say cougars? i hate them. disneyland characters are only minutely better. things like clowns? abso-freakin-lutely not.

background 2: i jump. at everything. surprises? are really surprising. scream worthy surprising.

so the story itself isn't all that surprising. but apparently hilarious.

jeff and i were in the wilk, and we were running down the stairs next to the elevator so i could prove to him that he had louisiana in the wrong place on the map he was drawing and this stupid thing in a cougar outfit (not the Cosmo one, apparently, but some older version of a cougar that looked more like a mouse than anything) JUMPED in front of the door to the stairwell-scaring the bejeezes out of me.

so the obvious response to this was : scream bloody murder and cower in terror.

apparently, something about that is hilarious. as in, jeff dear was bent over double in laughter for about 10 minutes. and then every time he looked at me after that, he laughed. its a good thing i got to prove him wrong that louisiana was not touching florida. :P

Horses to Healing

for the past semester, i have gotten involved with a group called Horses to Healing, and it helps kids with usually mental problems like RAD and autism. mostly we help with the horses, but occasionally we get in to the ring and get to interact with the children by sidewalking (just making sure they don't fall off.) i love it so much!

Horsey Kisses (my favorite horse)

She really likes the camera. And my jacket.

This is Star, with Buddy the mini horse. He's a little terror.

Our fabulous directors. Katie and Kelby. (this is the hard work part)

The result of a wet day, or just cleaning the water barrel.

A pregnant mare we took care of (she'll be foaling this month!!)

Pretty Ponies!

The Viral Saga

a couple of weeks ago, i ran out of my multi vitamin.

then, last tuesday, it happened.

for the first time in what feels like a year:

i got a sore throat.

at first it didn't bother me too much. i told myself it wasn't going to happen. i'd kill it with my other vitamins right away. lots of C. lots of B. lots of Zinc. i can do that. and then i decided to go to the temple on wednesday.

now, several times i've decided to go to the temple on wednesday, then woken up to gray skies and snow, and cancelled my plans. this time, i was done. i sure showed satan what i thought of him. i went to the temple anyway, freezing my patootie off and hardly making it alive. in the temple, however, i can remember no pain, no discomfort, not even the sore throat. love that. soon as i got out, however, was a different story. i thought i was just tired though, so i went to a review for physiology anyway. of course as soon as i sit down, i realize that i feel like crap. i could barely even hold my head up and floated in and out of conscious listening in that seat for the whole hour (and i'm sure my physiology prof thinks i'm crazy, since i sleep through his class every morning then come to his review and "sleep" through that as well). i almost didn't think i'd be able to make it back to my apartment, but i stumbled across the campus, changed, grabbed about three blankets and princess and the frog, and sat on the couch the rest of the night, alternating between freezing and burning and barely being able to move. i watched princess and the frog, twice, plus just like heaven. then things just got worse-i didn't sleep all night, had terrible dreams in the five minute intervals i did sleep, then the next day i'm still achey and feverish PLUS no sleep.

you know what. if you're still reading this, you should probably get a hobby. this is pretty boring. i only wanted to post this because i thought of the name "viral saga" and it made me laugh. what great troopers you are!