So...there's this boy...

and, in case you hadn't heard, I like him.

On a slightly different note...
I bought a duffel bag today.

This means I have to start packing for thanksgiving, which means I need to decide what I can live without for the few weeks after the break.  Just another reminder of my impending departure from Provo.

When I separate myself from recent events in my life, I'm ecstatic.  When I don't...I have to remind myself of the blessing/huge opportunity it is for me to be going to intern for Disney.  I know going to Florida is the right thing for me to do.  I also know that life is funny and I was silly thinking that I could leave Provo without a hitch.  Because life doesn't work that way.

To deal with the small stress this has caused me I have been baking.
Yesterday, I made some banana bread for my apartment, and really yummy chocolate cookies for this boy.
Today I started working on a delicious cake for my friend's birthday party.  Basically, it's a cheesecake wrapped in a chocolate cake covered with butter cream frosting. Yummmmy  Thank you Paula Dean for the cheesecake recipe/idea (minus the liqueur).

Ladybugs

So I have this theory that one of the ways Heavenly Father likes to cheer me up is by sending me a ladybug.  It hasn't happened often enough to be entirely sure, and it is definitely not his only way of reminding me of his love for me, but I'm not complaining.  I love ladybugs.  They're such a sight for sore eyes!  I can think of three specific times I have "received" a ladybug in return for a particularly trying time in my life.  They usually come when I'm not even thinking about all my problems.

1. Freshman Year - It was around finals time.  I was probably stressing about all the end of the year stuff: finals, packing, etc.  Then one day I was studying with my good friend outside the BNSN and I found this beauty crawling around on the grass.  It kept me entertained [distracted] for some time before it flew off.

2. Spring term - I was walking home from campus and I looked down to see a cute little hitchhiker on my shorts.  At the time I was probably most stressed about my future plans, and I remember being really grateful for having something to distract me from my tomoltuous thoughts.

3. Tonight - So this is the most bizarre of the three.  I've been having a bit of a rough week (not related to my previous post).  I got home really late from chatting with some friends and then remembered I had to remake my bed.  I (being the rude roommate I am) turned on the light to see better, and as I was stretching out my bottom sheet what should I find but a ladybug!  Seriously, I am still confused about where it came from.  I thought about keeping it until the morning to show my roommates, but decided to not risk waking up to a dead ladybug.

I cherish these times I am reminded of Heavenly Fathers love.  For some reason these little guys remind me that life goes on and the hard times I'm having are only temporary (much like my time spent with the ladybug).

ps I think this might be a little sappy/incoherent but it's almost 3 in the morning...what do you expect?
pps I'm really serious about my rough week not being related to my previous post.  The latter came out of exasperation from not having (or eavesdropping on) a single conversation that did not somehow get turned to dating and marriage.

Dating...

I'm sick of hearing about it, talking about it, thinking about it, praying about it... Hmmm, probably didn't help that I watched Vivah.  However, instead of ranting, I will sum up how I've been feeling over the past 48 hours (ish):
I am ready for a break from Provo and all its Provo-ish tendencies.


But I will [happily] return next fall!