Ragamuffin

Sometimes I Love people. Strangers that I have never met and probably never will. I just love them in the moment. Let me try to paint a few pictures.

When my oldest sister Jennifer was in high school she was a cross country star. I went to cross country races all the time with my parents and there was one boy that I always remembered. Jennifer always came in first--maybe second on a bad day--but she finished real quick. Then in the next few minutes everyone else would finish. But there was one heavier boy from another school that always came in dead last...by about 10 minutes. By the time he came in, most everyone had forgotten that the race wasn't over and they were busy congratulating their runners. I remember seeing him trying so hard to finish the race and I always waited for him to finish so I could clap-- because I just loved him.

Today I was walking to class and feeling kinda down and I saw a girl. Big bushy curly hair--she was holding Harry Potter 6 opened in one hand, and a big bag of flaming hot Cheetos in the other. She was walking to class, reading (she was almost done with the book) and eating Cheetos. As I passed I couldn't help but smile and think, "I Love her."

Another Example. A few weeks ago I went to a church meeting and as I walked into the building I saw a girl with tennis shoe boots...they were tennis shoes in boot form. Not only that, but she was wearing them proudly with a dress. I Love her for that.

A boy, HUGE bowl cut. and I could see it in his eyes that he had no idea. He was so nerdy and happy about it! I Love him.

Today I am a ragamuffin. (I found out today that some people are not familiar with this term. Ragamuffin-- a ragged, disreputable person; tatterdemalion). I woke up late, and as a result I came to school like this...which isn't all too unusual these days. Notice the color effects to mask the fact that I am not wearing makup, hair in a nasty bun, giant hoody, and taking pictures of myself in a public computer lab. But maybe someone looks at me every once in a while and thinks, "I love her for that."

I hope so, but regardless, I'm glad there are people out there that I can just love ignorantly.

falap ball change heel scuff...

I always wanted to be a dancer.
I've long since accepted the fact that I will never be a graceful lyrical dancer, or a cool hip hopper. However, I am not quite ready to give up the idea all together. So when my friend/ room mate/co-worker Kelsey suggested that we take a beginning tap class together I laughed... but it was tempting so we decided to look into it. The next day we went to look at tap shoes and they were about $30 for the nasty cheap ones. Bummer. Then when we got home our room mate Kenzie happened to have 2 pairs of tap shoes in both of our sizes...so weird! A sign??? OF COURSE! It's the only class I'm taking this semester that isn't trying to kill me, and I really appreciate that. Also, it's a bit harder than I anticipated, but I love it because can actually do it!
I can tap dance!

"Ahhh It's like a tongue twister for your feet."--Kelsey

Did I mention it's incredibly fun? Yeah I think I've found my new
calling in life. We're taking intermediate tap next semester...

panic mode

Today I got a panicked voice mail from my sister. It went something like this.

"Brooke! This is an emergency, I can't find my black leather spandex pants. Did you wear them somewhere? call me back."

What the?
No Lindsey, I definitely did not wear your black leather spandex pants ANYWHERE.

Room Friend

I LOVE pizza pockets.
Yesterday I bought some to take to work for lunches and I was pretty excited about it. Today someone at work ate them both...(or maybe it was two people). I don't know who, and I don't know why, but I was extremely sad and hungry as a result. Earlier I had told Lindsey about how much I was looking forward to eating them, so when I discovered their tragic disappearance I texted her. At first she expressed sympathy and offered to bring me some food. Then a few hours later I got another text.

"Let's egg someone's car since some cheese head stole your lunch. I'll pick you up at 7."

The perfect solution. Why didn't I think of that? I have the best room mate.

One day

Life is so full.
I do a lot of thinking. Someone pointed out to me recently that I tend to do a lot of reflecting on the past, and worrying about the future. It's true, and I think it's time for me to live in the now. I think it's going to be a bit of a challenge for me to look at my life day by day--as opposed to everywhere I've been, and everyone I've every known, and all the places my life will lead me...but I think I'll be a happier person if I can.
One
day
at
a
time.
I really hope that eventually I can learn to see the good in every day. I imagine the best way to reach that goal is to stop thinking of myself so much and try to see the millions of other people around me who have hopes and fears like mine. I'm pretty sure most of my life isn't about me at all. It's about who I can help with my life, and I would really hate to miss out on those opportunities by being so self absorbed. 2010 is going to be a good year.
One
day
at
a
time

snow and sun

Christmas break, so good.1. Keri Taught me and Austin how to ski! SO FUN
this picture always makes me laugh because at first me and Austin struggled a little. I fell guite a bit myself...in fact I biffed it getting off of the lift the first time, but luckily there was no one to take a picture of me on the ground.

2. I got to visit with my grandparents. We went to the Christmas party where my grandma lives and my family were the only ones who would participate in Kareoke... haha have it your way

3. The Annual Christmas Photo Shoot!!!! Every Christmas Eve after the elf drops off our Christmas Pajamas, we have a photo shoot (using the self timer). The goal is basically to draw the most attention--which wasn't that difficult in this years pajamas.

4. I got this pink lovely!

5. Played a lot of family games

6. Went ice skating for New Year's Eve

7. Keri made me breakfast on New Years Morning and we spent the day doing this :) Happy New Year!

Dear Provo

Dear Provo,

Thank you so much for not snowing on me yet!

Last year this week, you looked like this.
This year you look like this!!!
You are still very cold, but it is not wet and soggy yet.
No wet hair, no wet clothes, no wearing my boots every day,
no scraping ice from my car, no slipping and falling :)
I know you will eventually have to snow,
but I am so grateful for your sunshine while it lasts!
So if you could please hold out on the snow
until finals are over, I would really
appreciate it.

Sincerely yours,
Brooke