No glove, no love.

So, no one loves me then. I wanted to post more often but now it seems like people have just stopped caring! I may say that I do this blog for myself - and that's true, in part - but I also do it to feel loved by you! My readers! (All 4 of you.) It's not like you need to comment all the time, I'm just saying, I thought I'd get a liiiittle feed back on my last posts. But I guess not! So, until further notice (i.e. until I actually get some comments), this blog will be suspended.

Hiiiii ya! (karate chop to the blog jugular).

Sojourn to Mormon Mecca

During Christmas break, Kyle and I will be taking a trip to the Mormon Mecca: Utah.

Why? Cuz these two crazy kids are getting married!

I have never been down to Utah, but Kyle was there when he was a teenager. We are both so excited to go! Kyle is excited for me to see all the things he got to see, and we are both excited to see new things together. We will not be taking the tour of Temple Square and you can't convince me to do it. What we will do though is take a tour of Welfare Square and go to the Relief Society (Women's Organization) building, where the Primary (Children's Sunday School) office is. I'm quite excited.

I am also excited for SHOPPING! I have already begun shopping online! I am quite excited to go to Target (a.k.a. Targé). I have also been researching cute little Utah shops. I really want to go down and pay a reasonable price for a unique and modest dress that no one up here will have. Frankly, I think it is quite difficult to wear modest dresses up here and not own the same dress as other women do... unless you're Bonnie and your mom makes you these rocking cool modest dresses. I have looked at the "Best of the Beehive" guide and stuff, but if anyone knows of any cool shops, I totally want to go there.

Oops! Gotta go! In-class essay time.

Winter Song

Also, have you heard Sara Bareilles and Ingrid Michaelson's song "Winter Song"??

I really like it, but is it just me, or is the song very Disney-Pocahontas-colour-of-the-wind-esque?? I dunno, the beginning just has a Pocahontas vibe. It definitely dies down though at certain parts of the songs. It also reminds me of little drummer boy (for obvious reasons) and since I have a Grinch husband, I have to get my Christmas fix however I can.

P.S. You Tube: I know you were bought by Google, but way to sell out and have commercials play before videos. Suck.

Another all-nighter

I am quite certain that I have pulled an all-nighter an average of at least once a week this semester. Once a week! Can you imagine? And for the first... month and a half, I was getting probably about 5 hours (max) of sleep most nights of the week. Now, for any MOMS, this sounds like nothing. But c'mon. I do not love school like you love your child - not even close. None of my professors give me slobbery kisses and I never have to give them a bottle. Well, tonight, I am pulling another all-nighter for another paper. This one: Finding a cure; Poliomyelitis in America. GAG! I hate American history. I am ALL FOR Canadian history, but I do not like American or continental European history. So it took me forever to find a topic that I was interested in - which I finally chose last Tuesday.

This is a quick post because I have to get back to work, but I thought I'd show you what I was up to. I've stocked up on Carnation Hot Chocolate (the best hot chocolate, by far. Don't even try to argue - I am a connoisseur.), but I can only handle so many cups, so I've decided to have a different snack. Mmmmm Vitamin C and Photobooth...

Attractive, no?

I watch a lot of America's Next Top Model. It shows.

P.S. I love that I can use my boobs as a table. Some people have "Breakfast in bed", I have "Breakfast on boob". It works.

Confidence

They say it's all about confidence, but I still feel that there's only so much one can do. Example: Betty in Ugly Betty; she is totally confident, but still wears terrible clothes and gets judged for it. Likewise, I feel like no matter how confident I am, people still don't really like me because of X, Y and Z. Poor Kyle has to put up with a lot of my insecurities, but I try not to let them manifest in front of others. However, sometimes, uncertainty rears its ugly head. Tonight, I had to go to the grocery store... alone.

For many of you, this may sound like nothing, which is understandable, but I have had a few "traumatic" shopping trips - suffice it to say, I got a loonie stolen (the KART loonie for goodness sakes!) and yelled at by two managers (it was unjust and I don't like to revisit it). While I was there, I was thinking about whether I could do a good job on my own; if I was going to do something (innocent but) stupid and have someone yell at me again; if people would laugh at me because I couldn't reach the Gingerale at the back of the shelf (and because I used the wrapping paper I was buying to swat it towards me); or whether that girl I knew would think I was a loser for going up to her and saying hi in the grocery store. Then I started feeling like a loser because I was thinking all those things... until I remembered that everyone feels insecure sometimes. I think that I get uncomfortable more often than the average person, but I know that I am not chronically insecure, and unfortunately, some people are chronically insecure because they get picked on all the time, or don't have a lot of friends, etc.

Lately, I've been thinking a lot about what it would be like to have kids. DISCLAIMER: We are not planning on having kids for years. This is not an announcement. Specifically, I've been thinking about how much I know I'll love them, and how heartbroken I'll be when they don't see how amazing they are. Sadly, I think it'll be especially heartbreaking for me when I realize that I may have caused some of their insecurities. I love my family so much, but I know that some of my insecurities either originated or were magnified by them. I know they meant no harm, so I do not hold any grudges. Kyle has given me a nickname, that nickname is "Critical Binalyn". Now, Binalyn was a nickname he'd given me long before Critical Binalyn showed up, but this nickname represents an entirely different persona than Binalyn, who is a sweet wife. I find myself being critical much more often than I need to be and usually it's not all that constructive...

Anyways, that was kind of what I was thinking tonight. On another note: I'm going to try to blog more often than twice a week. My goal is to try to blog every day, but if I don't have anything good to say, I'm just going to leave that day blank. We'll see how well I stick to this plan.

XOXO

So much to say and no brain to say it.

These past two days have been my "fall break". What a crock! Wow. TWO days off. awesome... especially since one of the days is Remembrance Day, so that means that I have to take time out to show my respect (which I am totally willing to do, don't get me wrong). It just sucks that it can't totally be homework time. Oh, and did I mention that I've gotten like nothing done? Well, I haven't. These two days were supposed to be uber productive. Instead, I've gotten like, nothing done. I did some research yesterday, changed my paper topic and have done like nothing today.

Kyle and I stayed up suuuuper late last night (I think b.c. we slept in so hardcore on Tuesday), and we had to get up early to get some brunch with his parents (like we did last year). Then we went to the legislature, hung out in the car for a bit because it was cold outside and the ledge was closed and we were there super early. I took this time to lay my head down and just relax. I didn't catch any zeez, but I'm okay with that. Then we walked down to the lower-grounds and watched the canons go off. I don't know why that event is not listed when you look up Remembrance day events i n Edmonton(or if it is, it's not as easy to find as others) but it is one of my favorite commemorations. Too bad there were so many misbehaved cub scouts. I mean, I know that most little boys can't stand still for that long when there's so much stuff going on (with the canons shooting off), but many of their parents didn't even try to shush them. Shame on you mama and papa bears. Shame on you.

When we got home, Kyle took a nap and I wasted my time before taking a half hour nap... for 3 hours. Dang. Since then, I've been reading Confessions From a Mormon Bachelor Pad. I am so fascinated. It is a window into the minds of dating boys. The way they think is just so bizarre. It's bizarre because sometimes, they think the same way I would think, but other times, they are way out to left field. Particularly, they are so sexually crazed it baffles me. I asked Kyle if mormon guys think about boobs and butt and all that other stuff and to my surprise (how naive am I), he says they think about it a lot. Anyways, I have to get back to telling myself that I'll start my homework ASAP. I highly suggest you check out the blog, but be warned, you may be on there for hours if you are like me.

I love watching/reading relationships blossom.

Blog hiatus

Hey!

Wow, it feels good to be blogging again. I decided to take an impromptu (obviously since my last post was the lead-up to a never published entry) blog hiatus. It's funny, because nearly every day this week I've been thinking "wow, this would be an awesome blog entry!", but never sat down to write it. So this time, I thought I'd just give an update.

Monday: I got a midterm back. Pretty sure I rocked it when I finished writing it. Well, it turns out, I got my lowest grade since like second year. It hurt the ego bad. BAD. So, I made sure to read the prof's comments and she does have a point, I just wish the mistakes I made hadn't have cut down my grade so bad. So for the whole class (since I picked it up at the start) and the few hours afterwards I was in a depressed daze. I have worked SO hard this semester and to get a blow like that was devastating. Y'know what happened later though? I was actually thankful for my French class! I have been sooooo bored in class and pretty much dread going every time. However, on this day, we were getting our graded translations back. Turns out, I got an almost perfect score! Yay!!! So he read mine (and a couple others') translations out to the class. Totally gave me a pick-me-up. It didn't cancel out my poor midterm grade, but it did help a lot.

Tuesday: Tuesday is now my day that I don't have work or classes. In short: it's my new favorite day. This Tuesday was not my favorite though. After I got back from an appointment at school, I started making dinner. Then, WHAM! I got super sick all of a sudden. I had to call the Primary Secretary to see if she could go to Ward Council for me (since the President has class and the Second Councilor is still learning English). Thankfully her husband had to go already, so he just filled in for the Primary. Yay!

Wednesday: I stayed away from school just incase I had something kind of contageous. I didn't feel so great, but I was able to do stuff, so I went to work and did my hours there. I'm sad I missed my History of Feminism class though, because we were having a guest speaker come in and talk about Virginia Woolf. Too bad. Overall, Wednesday was quite uneventful, so let's move on.

Thursday: Again, I did not go to classes so that I could feel better. I didn't do as much homework as I wanted to, but I did clean the house. That helped a lot. Not for my sickness, but for Friday. Friday's plans were for shopping! So..

Friday: As I was walking to class Friday morning, I had this lucky feeling. The feeling I get before I go shopping when I just know I'm going to find good sales. Classes went well (I guess) and then I went to work. After work, Kyle came and picked me up and we were going to go home, clean frantically and eat dinner. Well, instead, Kyle did his part of the house cleaning while I made a terrible dinner. The dinner tasted good - I thought - but it was not healthy! I made home-made fish and chips. Kyle and I have been eating a lot better lately, so having a piece of fish fried in oil (albeit not a lot of oil) did not settle well in our stomachs. By the time we were ready to go for shopping, it was already 7:00! Terrible! And we hadn't done our managerial cleaning yet, which meant that we couldn't enjoy ourselves as much while shopping. And now I'd lost my lucky feeling. Apparently it was the earlier feeling that was right though! First we went to the store we always go to first: Banana Republic Factory store. This is the best thing to happen to Edmonton since... the Henday! I don't think I bought a thing over $20! Not only had they put half the store on clearance so they can make way for the winter collection, the clearance was 30% off!!! No way!!! I definitely controlled myself though, so I didn't spend too much. On average, we spent $13.60 per item, and that included sweaters! And for the record: Kyle spent more than me. That's right. It was funny though, he bought a shirt that he's already owned... twice. Kyle loves a red polo with white stripes and since we've been together, he has now owned three. I think one of them got a blotch on it, and the other one has been so loved that it is super faded. When I saw it at the till, I made fun of him and told him that was his third. He down-played it and said it was only his second. Later, he admitted it was his third, but that he loves the shirt no less. I still didn't buy what I need most: some skirts, dress pants and cute flat black shoes. Oh well. Guess that means I just have to go shopping again.

Well, I think that should satisfy your blog appetite. I think I'll pick back up on Monday, with something more topic-oriented.

See you then!

XOXO