have a great apple and sandwich.

februrary.

2012-01-27T08:36:00.000-08:00

No retail shopping.
(I am hoping that if I write this as public knowledge I will actually stick to it.)
Also, please notice how I chose the shortest month of the year for this goal.
Coincidence? Probably not.
But in all honesty, I am excited to see how much this really alters my savings account.
Ew. That was such an adult thing to say.
Excited? Savings?
Who am I?

ego boost

2012-01-24T10:53:00.001-08:00

this 1 month old babe sure knows how to make a girl feel good about herself.

Wii Dance.

2012-01-16T15:18:00.000-08:00

(cheesy pun intended.)

There has been a lot of this action going on at our house lately.
And I am not mad about it at all.
If you (Uuu) would like to become part of us (Wii), that's fine.
You just have to not act your age for a few hours, and you will fit in perfectly.
And if you have an ACL that doesn't work like me, it's okay- cause you can just look awkward and try really hard to not move your legs when you dance. FUN!

Another resolution!

2012-01-11T08:52:00.000-08:00

I haven't really said much about my resolutions because I don't want you to feel sad if yours pale in comparison. Orrr, maybe it's because I don't want to be held accountable if I slack a little--- but hey, we are trying. For a 24 year old who has never been to hip on resolutions, this is good progress. Please take a gander at the following photo...

... Notice anything strange for a technology lover such as myself?
Take your time. This isn't a timed test.
You may notice how stinking cute my new niece is, or that I have 4 words with friends games to catch up on, but, keep looking...
... NO FACEBOOK APP!!
I, Stacie Ann Jensen, put myself on a wee little hiatus from the facebook.
And it feels great.

I have always loved the dynamics of relationships. And I mean that in every sense. I love friendships with girls, friendships with boys, with the neighbors, dating, watching people interact (especially that one), and trying to figure people out. I quickly found myself getting into a rut with the easy accessibility of signing on and finding out what people are "up to" lately. Then proceeding to call it good and feel satisfied that I know what is going on in their life. Reality check!! Facebook isn't real life! I know, it is so hard to believe, and some of you may not believe me- and to you I SMH (shake my head-- it is cool high school lingo I just learned). So yes, I SMH. Moral of the story- my facebook is deactivated in an effort to live up to a 2012 resolution. To see more faces. To be a better friend and go out of my way to meet up with people that matter to me.

The challenge officially started on Sunday.
I've already seen friends that I haven't seen in over a year and a half- I was nervous that maybe there was an underlying reason I hadn't seen them in so long, but it turns out I was just sucking at life for a little bit. Or a lotta bit.

Happy 2012! I hope you are all sticking to the resolutions that are important to you. Because I am sure that you don't stink at it as much as I do.

Happy life. :)

2012.

2012-01-02T14:16:00.000-08:00

My New Years resolution is NOT to blog more- but, when in Rome...

The thing is, I have never been too hip on resolutions. (I am hip on a lot of things, and I am hip in general, but resolutions have never been one of my hippest moments of life.) However, after some deep thinking, for about five minutes, I decided maybe some resolutions wouldn't be such a bad idea. More than anything, I think it is a great opportunity to evaluate where I am, where I've been, and where I am headed.

2011- Incredible.
New Job.
New House.
New Friends. (I kept the old too, relax.)
New Ward.
New Chevron print rug.
New Niece. (x2)

2012- Potential.
Back to School.
Travel. (Tentatively speaking- Mexico and GREECE? For completely selfish reasons, I need Greece to hurry up and get over their "unrest." It's cramping my vacay style.)
New ACL in the Spring.
Simplicity.

Moral of the story- Happy New Year!
I can't think of a better way to welcome 2012 than to just embrace it.
If you want to make some resolutions, do it.
But if you want to start them in February, or March, or April, that's okay too.
Any time is the perfect time to decide to be a little better and try a little harder.
If I waited til every Jan. 1st to change things up, I would be GRUMPY Jan. 2nd- Dec. 31st.
I love change. I thrive off of change. I am voting for it in 2012.

I like to eat, eat, eat, apples and bananas.

2011-09-21T22:07:00.000-07:00

Precursor- if you aren't going to sing this right, save us both and don't even sing it at all.

I like to instagram, instagram, instragram, pictures of food and my cute faaaam-
I like to Facebook, Facebook, Facebook, it's addicting like a bait and hook-
I like to tweet, tweet, tweet, about random things like what's hashtag neeeat-
I like to blog, blog, blog, and sing this ridiculous song.

(social networking is my middle name)
(and so is dr. Seuss)
(Stacie social networking dr. Seuss Jensen)
(it's weird, I know, but it's life and I deal with it)
(and after I deal with it I instagram it, Facebook it, tweet it, and blog it)

Search History

2011-08-18T12:10:00.000-07:00

Can someone please tell me why my blog is being viewed from people using a search engine with the keywords "girls in babing suits"?

It is one thing if they were searching "girls in baTHing suits." I would at least think "cool, at least the guy is educated." But no, whoever is searching is searching "BABING suits." Can't wait to meet this guy. And teach him English.

What a babe.

2011-08-15T14:59:00.000-07:00

Can you even believe this lady is a Grandma?
Neither can I.
PS, please meet Palmer Staley. You can love her if you want!

not so baby brothers

2011-07-18T13:17:00.000-07:00

3 days until I get 6 days with these two.
(that was a mouthful of numbers)

It is okay to be jealous right now.
And be jealous later.
Just an overall jealously is totally normal.

paparazzi.

2011-07-18T10:51:00.000-07:00

Yes,
I was creepy.
I have no shame.
But we already knew that.
The love birds are at it again.
And they met EARLY today!
They can barely keep their hands off each other.
11:45am for a lunch break? Truest of true love.

The tearful goodbye.

Let us never forget the doorstep moment.

(have some detective work that needs to be done? a shady roommate? a sketchy boyfriend?- it happens to the best of us- or if you just need an outsiders honest perspective on your dramatic life... my iphone with incredible picture quality and i are available for hire.)

one of these things is not like the other

2011-07-15T13:24:00.001-07:00

And now I am allowed to tell everyone that for the first and probably ONLY time in our lives- I, Stacie Jensen, have a flatter tummy than the one and only Ashley Swapp.

And we aren't even mad about it.
Not one bit.

day 3.

2011-07-08T08:06:00.000-07:00

I am 60 hours sober.
Not alcohol kids, DIET COKE.
And even though I've never had alcohol before-
I would imagine this is harder.
(Okay, I don't really think that AT ALL.)
(I just wanted some sympathy.)
I will probably let myself have a slip up this weekend.
Everyone has slip ups you guys. It is normal.
I just don't think they plan out slip ups.
And I definitely am.

daily soap opera

2011-07-07T15:02:00.001-07:00

First of all- I know what you are thinking- two blogs, two days in a row!? Yes, this is happening.
Just take it and run with it, because like most things in my life, I can't promise it will happen again. (ie- the one time i said i was going to go to the gym 5 days a week from then on and forever. and that lasted for a week. but hey, that was 5 days. go me. second example- no more potty jokes/ that's what she said's. ya, we won't even say how long that lasted.)

Here is something consistent in my life...
And it is incredibly consistent. So much so that when it doesn't happen, I panic.

My work window is the perfect view of building A of Saddle View Office Park. I work in building D- as in dog poop. (Because when you tell people that on the phone- it is easy to get D confused with B as in boy) So, yes, building dog poop has an exceptional view of the door to building A. Right at 11:55am, each day, without fail- the water softening van (with no windows in the back, mind you) pulls into our parking lot, rolls down his drive side windows (probably because that is the only one he has) and BACKS into a parking spot. But let me get this clear, not just ANY parking spot- the one with the PERFECT view of who comes in and out of the front door. Once parked, man in car, (whose name is Bob- yes, we named him even though I am sure his mother already did that), grabs his cell phone, talks for 5 seconds, then sits. Sometimes, he sits and sits and sits. Because that is what girls do- make boys wait- esp in parking lots when the girl is at her place of work and the man is on his lunch break.

Once Sally comes down and out, Bob gleefully jumps out of his van. Okay, that isn't true. He actually nonchalantly gets out of his van, closes the door, looks around and then acts surprised to see Sally- and waddles over to her. (but really, he should pull up his pants, then again, Sally seems to like it.) The two then embrace, and proceed to the corner of building A- which, much to the dismay of my coworkers, is ONLY visable from my window. (Now comes the time when everyone in the office slides their chairs to my desk.)

The two then proceed to smoke together. Holy crap, talk about true love. I hope one day I find a boy that cares enough for me that he would give up his lunch time at Water softening store to come smoke with me. And HE drives to HER each and every day. Talk about chivalry. I wouldn't be surprised if those are all his cigs, too, and he is just sharing. Because sharing is caring. The two then talk for 5 minutes, sometimes Sally yells and Bob, and I worry- and sometimes they don't talk at all. But everytime, when the five minutes comes to end, they put out their cigarettes- Sally walks to the door- holds it open (such a tease) and Bob kisses her.

One day I will plant a microphone in that corner. Their love seems so simple. And if all it takes is me dying my hair blonde and ratting it out, and finding a boy who sags his jeans, has uncontrollable facial hair, and still wears DC skating shoes- I will count myself lucky.

Sometimes when Bob doesn't meet Sally for lunch, I stress. Seriously. Maybe they are having an affair and lunch is the only time they can meet unless their "real" significant other demands a lunch time date. (how rude). But then they are back at building A the next day, and my fears are put to rest. I can't wait to get a wedding invite. I am POSITIVE they see us watching them from my window. Creepy? Not at all. Bob and Sally are like family.

Ask me what it is like...

2011-07-05T11:48:00.000-07:00

To have a sinus infection for the 3rd time this year?
To eat waffles 2 out of 3 mornings this weekend?
To get emotional during "God bless the USA" while watching fireworks?
To pay a neighbor $20 to mow your lawn?
To find THIN MINT yogurt at your favorite yogurt stop?
To sleep in a house that is, no joke, at least 90 degrees at night?
To learn how to play Black Jack and kick butt while playing?
(beginners luck is a fake thing- mine is all smarts, clearly.)
To make the switch to the iPhone?
(insert plug for facetime, words with friends and HEYTELL.)
To constantly crave sushi?
To have Friday dance parties at work?
To have everyday dance parties at work?
To initiate the dance parties at work? Everytime?
To live for Monday night Bachelorette episodes even though they are totally lame?
To drink over 100 oz of water a day- and therefore suffer through the repercussions?
(no, that isn't a potty joke- well, kind of it is... uh...)

Cause I can answer ALL of those questions.
Cool.

The many faces.

2011-05-24T13:44:00.000-07:00

Sometimes we go get dinner.

And sometimes it rains when we go.

And sometimes we start eating in the car.

And sometimes it is easier to just stay in the car and finish eating.

And sometimes we stay in the car even after we eat.

And sometimes we talk.

And sometimes we text. (not each other, we aren't THAT lame.)

But sometimes, when we are really feeling adventurous, we master our faces.

Because really, we suck at "looks of death."

And you might say that is a good thing,

Because it makes us sweet and innocent,

Which is VERY true,

But it isn't true at all.

And we WILL master that look.

Even if it takes us making ridiculous faces in the car mirror 100 times.

Or 200.

Or 300.

As said in the bachelorette (yes, i will be quoting this for the next few months)

"It's like you cover up half of your face and all of a sudden your strange."

We just became strange without even having to cover up half of our faces.

That is talent.

I finally did IT.

2011-05-17T22:54:00.001-07:00

Okay, let's not be dramatic.

I didn't go getting married on anyone.

Remember when I said I made a "decision, decision?"

Wellllll. Turns out I failed miserably at the decision, decision. (This isn't a first.)

Really no decision was made, so I didn't go to Havasupai OR Seattle... double you tee???

I have this complex with making people happy. Weird, I know. If I bailed on either, someone was going to be sad, and I didn't have enough money- so I didn't go at all. Really smart, Jensen. And then... dun, dun, dun- I grew up and became the person you all know and love today. Feisty and employed.

It is my pride and joy to announce to you, that after 2 long, gruesome years...

(And after successfully finding boys who were big enough suckers to take us to Havasupai LAST summer--- )

I MADE MY WAY TO SEATTLE!!!

If you don't know how badly I've ALWAYS wanted to travel here, then you don't know me at all, and you should stop reading now. But let's get real for a second, you will probably keep reading because I am intriguing and even though I am a little bit emotionally abusive- people always stick around in relationships like this. You are probably finding a reason to believe that this is all your fault that and that you deserve it, and, well, maybe you do. It isn't my fault we aren't friends! I am a popular person and can only be so many places at once.

Anyway. Now that I have weaned out the weak ones.

Let's enjoy this moment together.

It could have a lot to do with the fact that we got the most beautiful weekend in the whole world. But this trip was absolutely amazing. I love being (kind of) old and (not really) mature and going on destination weddings. Special thanks to these two for making this trip possible- and by "these two" I mean, Brandon and Malia, as well as Leslie and Stacie. Without the wedding, I would have never been able to use my justification skills and persuasive powers to take a fun weekend trip.

Please take the time to go here. I feel like I will like you so much more after you do.

(and I INSIST that you try your patience at Pike's Market until someone orders a fish and they throw it over your head and across the room.)

Ya, I am sort of into that flying fish kind of thing now a days.

Call me crazy!

Provo< Salt Lake< Seattle.

There, I said it.

(you should also know it took me a couple tries to pass math 1010, so maybe that equation has a LITTLE room for adjustment.)

I'm realizing-

2011-04-08T14:41:00.000-07:00

I absolutely cannot go to bed without my bed being made.

No really. If it is 9:30pm and I have still not made my bed and I am getting in it at 10pm... I will tuck my sheets in, fluff my pillows, and fold my quilt.

There is nothing like pulling back the sheets to a fresh-ish bed.

ON THE COMPLETELY DIFFERENT SIDE OF MY LIFE...

If I want to leave my (clean) clothes in a pile on the floor at the base of my bed for 2 days... I will.

I must be growing up.

Zumba

2011-04-05T22:28:00.000-07:00

My sister told me I was "trendy" for becoming a new booty shaking member of Zumba.

Thoughts?

And since when was it an insult to be "trendy?"

I thought "trend" was all I aspired to in High School- so I got a perm or wore purple and blue eye liner.

You can't tell me a perm and colored eye liner weren't trendy.

We were hot stuff.

In the mean time, I will go to Zumba. With straight hair, and black eye liner.

all nighter

2011-03-16T21:56:00.000-07:00

I am pulling an all nighter for the first time since my college career for one reason, and one reason only.

I am going home tomorrow.

And basically what it comes down to,

is...

I can't sleep.

I am 23 years old, and I feel like today, March 16th, is Christmas Eve circa 1995 when I eagerly anticipated the arrival of my very own American Girl doll.

Actually, there is a solid chance nothing will ever be as great as that morning.

And I am okay with that.

But, I guess this trip home will suffice just this once.

I bet I can find my American Girl doll locked away in a closet somewhere.

Win, win situation my friends.

worker bees.

2011-01-17T16:08:00.001-08:00

My Dad and oldest brother work together now a days.

And I love them.

Just wanted you guys to know.

Also, my Dad's boss told me I have an electric personality and I would do well to work for their company. She is into aura's apparently and says mine is REALLY magnetic.

Jealous? Thought so.

But, Dad told her I couldn't move home and work there until I found a husband first.

Looks like my magnetic aura isn't always going to be enough.

Etsy

2011-01-05T23:04:00.000-08:00

I've been thinking about selling those pillows on Etsy?

Yes? No? Maybe so?

Thoughts?

I want everyones head to be as happy as mine while they sleep.

sticking it to... the anthropologie.

2010-12-10T00:57:00.000-08:00

(as a side note, in no way, shape or form do i believe anthropologie deserves to have it "stuck to." buuuuut, when my sister gets my mother hooked on their clothing approximately 2 months before Christmas, it is easy to become jaded towards a store that might suck my savings.)

however, i may have found a way to work the system.

$90 my butt.

try like waaay less than that. (plus bonding craft time with Mama J? priceless.)

my work here is done.

Talents.

2010-12-01T11:50:00.001-08:00

(First of all... DUMB that that video deleted. Whatever. I will get your attention with something else.) Sometimes while my roommate is at work and I am suuuuper busy doing LIFE at home- we email each other.

Here is a portion of today's email from the one and only Whitney Hanssen...

"Ummmm...I about cried tears of joy and love when I thought about those pillow cases. You are seriously so freaking talented and amazing. I am jealous. I really am. But not jealous in a way that I want to kill you and steal your talents...just jealous in a happy way."

Good news is- I will live to see another day.

Now I'm ready for rain.

2010-11-18T00:30:00.000-08:00

This song represents greatly why I love Glee.

Besides the fact that I called my sister immediately after I rewound this scene to watch it a second time, only to hear that she was smiling ridiculously at the T.V for a solid 2.5 minutes.

Us Jensen girls have so much in common.

little brother.

2010-11-10T23:02:00.000-08:00

"If I had a dollar for everytime I was sexy... I'd have 17 years and 5 months worth of dollars."

it is a shame he has no self confidence.

and that is why i love him.

"Who wants to play a game!?"

2010-11-04T15:12:00.000-07:00

Today-

I felt it was important to explain that I love my sister in law.

In fact, I don't even call her my "sister in law."

(Because most of the time I love her more than my own brother.)

Really, I love him more because he married her.

Really.

If there is ever a time you will take me seriously, now is that time.

Just wanted you guys to know.

foreign sweets.

2010-10-31T15:50:00.000-07:00

"Feel the rhythm, feel the rhyme, get on up- it's BOBSLED TIME!"

and this is how the story unfolds...

this is the bobsled team from Switzerland.

we met them at a party in Park City.

please just take a look at the man third from the right.

that is greg. :)

if you will please just take a moment to zoom in-

that is all i have to say about that.

we spent halloween evening with these 6 gentleman.

and i think i'd like to spend many more holidays with them.

amen.

hey sister- "Sanka, ya dead mon?"

food for thought. minus the food.

2010-10-24T01:11:00.001-07:00

sometimes I think to myself-

(as i am blog stalking someone who maybe dated/ knows/ is friends with someone i maybe dated/ know/ am friends with...)

"oh. she is cool and well rounded because her family takes trips to lake powell."

guess i missed that boat.

literally.

dream home

2010-10-12T00:24:00.001-07:00

i really am not asking for a lot.

i don't mind if it means i am white trash.

especially because i will know that my husband loves me.

and he gave me the best he could.

plus some.

and that right there is enough.

it doesn't need to be beach front property in Santa Cruz.

and it doesn't need to be on top of a mountain in Tahoe.

it just needs to be a place i can call home.

and if marrying bobby-joe from Alabama means i can have a home...

count me in.

i can't wait to have bobby- joe juniors running up and down those stairs.

8 more months.

2010-10-06T23:06:00.000-07:00

aka ocho meses mas.

not that I'm excited or anything...

because I know the little brother is happy...

and doing good things...

but geez...

look how happy I am when he is here. (and yes, it is all about me.)

you can't say you blame me.

happy life. :)

Torrey.

2010-09-26T20:24:00.000-07:00

Don't worry...

I am headed all this way-

View Larger Map

To the middle of nowhere-

With these two and their trailer-

Just because I can.

Welcome to the perks of no school and a job that requires zero responsibility.

Happy Camping!

and happy life. :)

comparisons.

2010-09-19T17:15:00.000-07:00

So- let me just get to what I am trying to say.

After years of living on my own, I have gone to the store for tampons many, many times. It is a normal thing- I am a girl, and I am not pregnant. Great.

After years of living on my own, I have never had to purchase a plunger. Here is the problem with plungers--- you don't realize you don't have one until you need one.

What I'm trying to say is that there is a solid chance buying a plunger MIGHT be more embarrassing that buying tampons. For one second, I understood how guys feel when we ask them to make a "special" trip for us.

the end. glad that is off my chest.

happy life. :)

90210

2010-09-13T13:49:00.000-07:00

I had a birthday, shout hooray.
Also, my birthday fell on 90210 this year. This seems very fitting as my life truly is a trashy television show. :)

I rolled out of bed so anxious to open the package that arrived the day before from the family back hme, but couldn't open it until 10:21- because that is when I was actually born. (Yes, I know, that is during Price is Right, no wonder that show ate so much of my time growing up. Then Bob Barker had to retire and kill all my dreams of going to that show. Call me crazy- but I refuse to have a "Showcase Showdown" of any sort with Drew Carey.)

Hello cutest suitcase in the history of the world. I will now be taking endless trips. Thank you.

Best friend took me to lunch and then to Park City...

Sister and Tommy came to celebrate and I looked forward to this for weeks and weeks. Because when there is only one Jensen in Utah... Utah suffers.

And then while we were at dinner at the one and only Red Iguana- SURPRISE! Dallas, Kim, Aaliyah and Zander all came strolling in. Seriously, it was the greatest. So glad I have a family that will drive 12 hours to see my on my birthday. (Or at least pretend that is their M.O.)

And then we had cake and cookies at my house...

Pretty much it was a fantastic 23rd birthday.

Now that I am 23 maybe I will stop sucking at blogging.

Probably not.

Happy life. :)

United Way

2010-08-12T11:50:00.000-07:00

I'm not really even sure who reads this... but, if you read this, you probably already know that I work for United Way in a program called Welcome Baby. And I love it. Anyway, long story short, we have been given the chance to win A LOT of money for our programs... we just need votes. If you have a facebook and have a few extra minutes... PLEASE check this out. I would love you forever. And let's be honest, chances are I already love you.

What you can do: Vote! Voting is very simple. You can vote for the charity of your choice once a day, everyday, until August 21. Click here for visual step-by-step instructions; begin voting by visiting the Facebook application. We need every vote in order to win the $100,000 donation! You can still help even if you don't have a Facebook account by emailing all your friends or posting this information on your blog.

With your votes, United Way of Utah County really can win the cash donation! We already made it past the first round of voting and are now in the final round with only 15 other nonprofits.

Please help us advance the common good in the community by voting each day and by encouraging others to vote. Keep voting until August 21, when winners will be announced!

(ps. i know you probably noticed this is coming from APX. in no way, shape, or form am i condoning summer sales, popped collars, or puka shell necklaces. they just have a lot of money, and we want in on it.)

happy life. :)

Havasupai Party 2010

2010-08-05T11:28:00.000-07:00

Here is a video my friend made of one of the most amazing trips ever. I think this summer tops all summers. I could get used to this being graduated thing. Oh wait- I am going back to school in three weeks. So much for that idea. I will now be preparing myself for boringness. Until next summer.
Happy Life. :)

my niece is better than yours. she would teach you, but she'd have to charge.

2010-07-13T23:01:00.001-07:00

On Sunday I called Aaliyah to chat with her. Then I decided to tell her that I was coming home in 8 days. She acted excited for a second and then got really quiet. I knew something good was coming, and it did. "Um, let me sykpe on you so I can see what babing suits yous gonna bwing."

Needless to say, that is one part of my packing that is already completed. Cannot wait to go see that cute face.

AND- all the Jensen girls will be reunited for the first time since Thanksgiving. Some crazy things are about to happen, Jersey Shore style, I hope.

may is a good month

2010-05-20T22:27:00.000-07:00

Today and a lot of yesterdays ago, two of my favorite people celebrated their birthdays.

Ashley and Dylan are so great,

they never have a problem getting a date.

One is 25, the other is 17,

and I am just stuck somewhere in between.

Unlike many other places,

like stinky bathrooms or tight parking spaces,

I don't mind being wedged right by

the two who make each other look so fly.

(okay, cut me some slack, it is late).

Ashley Marie and Dylan Miles- I love you.

Happy, Happy Birthday.

(and you really do make each other look dang good).

slight change in plans

2010-05-12T16:04:00.000-07:00

So... remember awhile ago when I was supposed to go to Haiti- and then the DAY BEFORE we were supposed to leave I had a panic attack and didn't go? (ya- i am ridiculous- but i promise there was valid reason.) Anyway- people kept saying a greater opportunity would come up.

Now introducing my June itinerary...

THE PHILIPPINES!

I am going with a group of the greatest people ever to teach Medical Clinics and explore a little bit for two whole weeks. On top of that, we are flying over to Cebu for a cultural celebration the night before the dedication of this beauty...

Happy graduation to meeeee!!

oh ya. i graduated from college. weird. :)

these are my confessions.

2010-03-28T15:45:00.000-07:00

(well, one of them.)

my mom used to write us sick notes to get out of school during March Madness.

if this were still the case, this 7 page paper that is due tomorrow would go away, and i could focus all my attention on the Baylor and Duke game.

stupid college. whoever decided it was a good idea was totally wrong.

allergies

2010-03-25T00:48:00.000-07:00

I think, seriously, that my OCD tendencies come and go with the seasons. And this spring, my neat freak-itis is excessively apparent. Ash and I decided to go through all of our stuff and either sell it at Plato's Closet, or just donate it. Plato's was the greatest idea--- I got over $100 for our stuff! My closet was so nice and empty...and then i remembered that i had ash convinced to donate to "Stacie's Closet." i know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.

I swore to myself I would never color coordinate again...

i don't always listen to what i swear not to do.

happy life. :)

the opposite of nightmares.

2010-03-25T00:40:00.000-07:00

oh. i wanted you to enjoy this with me for one minute.

i finally put my head board where it belongs!!

it is like sleeping with a board of happiness above my head.

if you don't know what sleeping with happiness above your head is like, i highly recommend trying it.

it will change your life forever.

happy life. :)

degree schmegree.

2010-03-25T00:07:00.000-07:00

seeing as how i have a gajillion pages of a paper to finish by monday...

and an online class that i just started last week...

and internships to apply for...

it seemed fitting to sit down at my sewing machine

for a couple of hours the other evening.

this is what my desk looks like right this very moment.

my books are neatly closed and pushed to the side, mucinex ready and available and then my sewing machine. (they go in order from least to most important, obvi.)

well, there is the beauty that has replaced my luster for studying the past couple of hours. truth is- in April, i will have my degree and this shirt. i won't have those books or lengthy papers. UVU has taught me about priorities.

happy life. :)

Have I mentioned...

2010-03-20T00:47:00.001-07:00

How much I miss the one on the right and how much I am going to miss the one on the left?

I bet you never thought Denver and Guatemala had something in common....

Well.

Now they are a million times cooler because they have (or will have in a couple of weeks) Jensen's within their borders.

my first DIY.

2010-03-11T00:58:00.000-08:00

Last year, Ashley and I were driving through Heber. There had been a lot of talk of head boards and how you could fancy one up. Then we passed a yard sale- Ashley reversed. We found this beauty, which became even more beautiful when it was only $4!! (You know when you tell yourself you will spend a certain amount on something... and then it is way less than you expected... and it makes that something even better?) Ya, it was like that.

Well- here it is in 2009.

And here it is in 2010.

I like this year. And I like my sister.

Happy life. :)

pot holes and attractive men.

2010-02-24T15:45:00.000-08:00

On Sunday I decided to take the back way down to my apartment... which means lots of people, and lots of cars, and what I wasn't aware of--- lots of pot holes. Well, because I live in a huge apartment complex, there are multiple wards, and multiple people leaving for church at various times during the day. So, naturally, when I was getting home from church, people were just loading up their cars for the next 3 hours of their lives.

Three attractive men were standing at the back side of their car... looking very nice and handsome in their church dress. I am sure they had many young ladies to impress. I was doing about 10mph coming down the driveway, and they decided to stand there and wave and smile at me. Being the nice person I am, I decided to take one hand off the steering wheel and wave back. (Remember when you were in drivers ed and they told you to keep your hands on ten and two and you never really understood why?) It only took me 6 years to figure it out...

Just as I took my hand off the wheel, I hit a pot hole... full of water... which sprayed all over the boys who, just 10 seconds before, looked so handsome and clean. Ya- not so much anymore. I think my dad now knows why it has been so impossible to get me married off. Sorry Pops.

million blue m&m's

2010-02-11T20:39:00.000-08:00

did you know I am probably getting a job in Park City?

did you know that is where my sister works?

did you know the job would be at a doctors office?

did you know that is the same office where my sister works?

did you know this means we can send work IM's to each other?

did you know this means we can carpool to our big kid jobs?

did you know this means we can take our lunch breaks together?

did you know we will be like 4 blocks away from El Chubasco?

did you know this makes my life 100 percent better?

just wanted to fill you in.

happy life. :)

Compliment?

2010-02-10T18:30:00.001-08:00

Just when I thought my day was going to be just a regular day, I received a story that when a little bit like this. Thank you Ben Treasure for the following--

"Get this. At the BYU health center, if you have a cough you have to wear a mask while in the waiting room. There was a girl in there who I swore was you. Turns out it wasn't. But if you had a twin in a mask, she was it."

If I had had my phone on me when this story was being told- I can assure you my response would have been an all capital, exclamation point ending, proudly saying- "NATURALLY!!" (He is the reason I coined this phrase.) Oh, and maybe I would even say-- "Yes, Ben, because you see me with a mask on all the time. Thank you for thinking I looked familiar? Creepy. Try me again at Halloween."

heading to the heart of it all.

2010-02-05T18:50:00.000-08:00

5 shots with fancy names= 2 dead arms

Hundreds of dollars in airfare= empty bank account

Fancy new anti malaria medicine= possible psychosis

And somehow that all sounds so extremely appealing.

(I know how- hello life changing experience number 1)

I'm going to Haiti in 12 days!!!!

hooked.

2010-01-22T00:20:00.001-08:00

it's official. i am in a steady relationship with rock climbing.

from experience.

2010-01-15T11:29:00.000-08:00

Once upon a time, from an all knowing choir director, I learned the phrase:

"Sing right, Pee white."

It makes complete sense. The more you drink, the clearer your tinkle becomes. (Is it weird that I am talking about tinkle on this blog? I guess if you are my friend, which obviously you are, or want to be, because you want to be amused for a few minutes, you should have expected something like this...) Back to where I was headed... I learned a new something this week.

I have been sick off and on, and have had an on and off twitching eye for the past week- So I decided I would be good and take my vitamins, eat my vitamin C and iron supplements, and call it good... even when people look at me ridiculously because they think I am winking at them in the hallway. No, sir, you with the white patch under your chin because you OBVIOUSLY went tanning last night, are not as cute as you think.

Moral of the story. My multivitamin has 300 mg of vitamin C in it-- that is 500% of my daily value. What? I was also taking a vitamin SOLELY for vitamin C? Yes... it has 500 mg. Which means for 3 plus days, I have been getting well over 1,000% of my daily needed vitamin C intake. The good news is, as opposed to other things your body takes in, if you don't absorb it, you just pee it out. I wouldn't have caught my mistake had I not been one of the 96% of American's that "take a peek" before they flush...

New phrase--- "Be a healthy fellow, Pee (VERY) yellow."

for your viewing pleasure.

2010-01-12T23:49:00.000-08:00

Once upon a time Ashley and I lived together.

We learned a lot about each other- i.e. things that bugged the other person, things the other person loved, WHO the other person loved, etc...

However, we never knew we would get so well in touch with our musical and performing abilities. Here is a little something something we have perfected over the years. Enjoy.

we are often prepared for the paparazzi, but not videographers. you'll have to be patient the first little bit of the video. we didn't realize our audience was needing a show and therefore weren't prepared- but don't be alarmed. we make an astonishing come back.

special thanks to Mama J...

2010-01-12T23:15:00.000-08:00

...AND THEN I GOT A NEW CAMERA!

life update- version 2010 point 1.

In N Out may have come to Utah-- but because I knew I was going home to California just a few weeks later, I decided to veto the 2.5 hour line, and the possibility of... oh, lets say, mad cow? Only experienced In N Outers can toast my buns.

Class of 2005 had a pseudo 5 year reunion. That is gross and amusing all at the same time. I continued to be the "Mormon that doesn't drink- but is still really cool." If only I had known I would carry that title the rest of my life. Whenever I feel sad or alone, I will just remember that my Gilroy High School friends always liked me, even though I was sober. Hey- I made a really good beer pong partner, I was one of the first people drafted. It is amazing how easy it is to win those games when your vision is still 20-20.

Aaliyah and I had a pre Christmas gift giving party... We purchased new bathing suits... and had a girls only gossip session in the hot tub. Enough said.

New Years proved to be another overly entertaining and completely unnecessary holiday. Too bad I am such a sucker for fireworks. Jen and I stayed inside until about 11:52pm and then had to decide whether we wanted to spend the celebration on one side of the Gallivan Center with the Jump and Jive'rs, or the Bumb and Grind'ers. I will let your mind wander on which one we chose. And then, at 11:58pm, a real gentleman of a man (exaggeration) approached us- "Hey, I am looking for a New Years kiss for one of my friends, could you help me out?" Jen and I told him we had BF's that were in California. His response- "Your bf's aren't with you on New Years?" Crap- valid argument. (Too bad we don't even have BF's in the first place...) We should've gone with... "OH! How romantic! We would LOVE to help you find someone!"

Mama J and baby brother Dylan came to visit for a few days! (aka NOOOOT long enough.) Of course we had to hit up a snowy activity... and Solider Hollow seemed to allow us to exert the least amount of energy. Special thanks to the conveyor belt that pulls you up the mountain... and the all to kind man working at the top. Oh did I forget to mention the gloves covering Ashley's WEDDING RING. The man at the top of the lift was very adamant about getting to know her... until by the the 4th time she dropped the word "husband" and all he could muster up was "Oh.... ya... right, cool." Good thing that was the last time we went to the top.

So far so good this year. I will make an attempt at being better at blogging... but not for your sake, mostly for mine. I know, it is selfish, but I need to get my mother to lay off me.

happy life. :)

broken camera

2009-10-26T23:17:00.001-07:00

= boring blog.

end of story.

happy life. :)

happy halloweenie

2009-10-11T23:29:00.000-07:00

Well, I can officially acknowledge that it is indeed October for a number of reasons-

A) baseball playoffs

B) hockey season has started... GO SHARKIES!

C) i had to bust out the winter coats

and D) i finally went to the haunted forest! freaky!

I seriously think we were stuck in that forest for at least 45 minutes. And I seriously think I was legitimately scared at least 3 times. What is wrong with me? Neal was kind enough to point a few creepers out in the corners- but of course I didn't notice what he was doing... I think a few times he even said "Seriously? I pointed that one out to you!" oops.

There is a good chance we only spoke about 4 words to each other that whole time because I was so busy on the lookout. You can't be on the lookout and carry on a conversation at the same time. Try it. Not possible.

other endeavors to accomplish this month-

haunted gingerbread houses!

carving pumpkins

decorating cookies

scary movies--- mostly I just want to watch Ghostbusters.

We have 19 days. Ready, set... go.

in other news.

i really miss my brother today. please find a way for the next 20 months to go as quickly as the last 4 months have gone.

happy life. :)

30 days hath September.

2009-09-22T22:12:00.000-07:00

BUSTED...... again.

It is possible that I am the mormon worlds worst blogger. MWWB. I promise I will step my game up. (I don't even have children or a pending marriage to distract me.) Seriously though the past few weeks have been grand. I don't want to turn this into my Dear Diary, Love Stacie (yes I really write that- just in case my diary thinks someone else is writing.) In the passed few weeks I have gone home, bridesmaided it up at Ashley and Chris' wedding, harassed my sister and tom (this is an ongoing point) started school, celebrated a birthday, tried to tear my arm off with a rope swing, became overwhelmed by school, kept working, relocated to SLC a couple times a week, celebrated my darling mothers birthday, began becoming scuba certified, adopted a dog, found a home for that dog, got a bigger bed, threw away my retainer therefore allowing me to make a trip to the orthodontist for the first time since 8th grade- and Dr. Stepovich--- "Well hello little miss polka dot!!", joined an intramural volleyball team and now my oldest brother and his wife and kids are here to play!! That is lot of good stuff, fyi.

I feel bad, Summer left yesterday and I didn't even get to say goodbye.

I told you I was busy.

happy life. :)

you can't see me.

2009-08-19T21:35:00.000-07:00

favorite things about being home-

1. went to the beach

2. walked with Kim and the babies

3. watched recorded Monday Night Raw episodes.

only in the Jensen household will you find not just one, two or three episodes of WWE... you will find multiples on our DVR. and only in the Jensen houseshold will i be in the kitchen with my MOTHER and have her ask the little brother to pause it until we can come watch, too. :)

john cena about lost tonight. don't worry- he came back. i knew he would.

sink problems.

2009-08-11T15:05:00.001-07:00

my favorite leprechaun rail road maintenance man is back... and he wants to tell me how to properly dispose of grease. i need to figure out how to document the conversations we have.

bicycle built for two.

2009-08-01T00:35:00.001-07:00

It was decided that if Neal was going to come down from Salt Lake to go out- that I had to plan the crazy thing we would do. (Not having to make the drive was way worth it and I think I got the better end of the bargain. Good thing he didn't figure that out. Shhhh.... don' telllllll nobody.) For those of you who know me, this is NOT a daunting task- esp when the boy is equally if not MORE random than I am... (I know, you prob don't think that is even possible... well, IT IS!) It took about 2 minutes of contemplating and the final result was as follows-

A picnic and a tandem bike!!!

Darling BriAnna made this beautiful picnic basket nice and picnic-y. We loaded it with all our sandwich condiments (I made sure to pack mayo and mustard in case Neal wanted it- cause I hate it... and when we got to the park he handed me the mayo and said "Want this?" and I said... "Oh, no... I thought you would." He laughed and put it down. Then he grabbed the mustard and said "Want this?" and I said... "Oh, no... I thought you would." And then he laughed again, and set it down next to the nasty mayo. SOO glad we are on the same page with the acceptable condiments.)

After we were done playing at the park, and popping wheelies, we went to Snowie for SnoCones on 7th East. It was buy one get one free if you rolled up on a tandem bike- hmmm, what is with us and these buy something get something free deals?

Moral of the story- get your booty down to University Ave and rent one of those bad boys- it was only $20 for the whole day... SOOO worth it. I couldn't figure out how to drive it to save my life- but by the end of the night- Neal gave me a second chance and took me to a parking lot to let me practice driving. That is trust. I felt like I was 16 getting my license all over again. Except he was much nicer than the "Dragon Lady"- and he didn't dock me points for not coming to a full and complete stop- in fact, he encouraged it so we wouldn't fall over.

happy life. :)

i should've been a cowgirl.

2009-07-28T11:16:00.000-07:00

My friend Jake called and said- "Hey Stace, want to go to the Demo Derby?" And I said, "uh ya Jake, but it is sold out"--- and he said--- "uh ya Stace, I have an extra ticket." I know a window of opportunity when I see it.

So Saturday night rolled around and we were at...

THE HEBER DEMOLITION DERBY!

Okay seriously though, I think- if my parents had decided to raise me in Heber, Utah- I could've found myself a very handsome mullet man and gotten very used to cowboy boots. Just saying.

I guess if I HAVE to subject myself to missing the Garlic Festival for the first time in 21 years... (a travesty, I know...) at least I have places like Heber to welcome me with open arms. Really though, add about 1,000 more drunken sweaty people, (plus my family, duh) and I would've felt like I was at home.

Also- special thanks to the Pioneers. You have made it possible for us to enjoy these beautiful things all through the month of July.

I hope the Pioneers know that people are going all out for them. Neal and I were at Del Taco on Thursday-- the day BEFORE Pioneer day even-- and they were having quite the Pioneer Day Special. Buy 2 regular tacos, get 1 free. As Neal so eloquently put it... "I am glad the Pioneers walked so far so that we could get cheap tacos."

happy life. :)

on the verge.

2009-07-19T16:26:00.000-07:00

apparently my last post was "too cheesy" and well on it's way to the beginning of my own "seriously so blessed" blog.

thank you, ashley, for pointing that out.

i will do my best to stop noticing good things in my life- or at least i'm not going to tell any of you about it! ah ha ha.

well........ that leaves me with nothing. okay, bye.

mini miracles.

2009-07-16T00:26:00.000-07:00

last week at efy our session director kept telling us (and i am sure i have heard this a million times, this time i just finally listened) that there are no coincidences, no luck, and no chance... just mini miracles.

i have been having MAJOR car issues (no, that is not a mini miracle. i am not THHAAAT good at finding positives in everything) but, the people at the transmission place wanted me to leave my car with them today. that posed a few problems, a- because i had some errands i needed to run... b- because i was really set on getting it washed at Sonic where i could sit outside and eat some otter pops... and c- because i have been planning on going and playing with Jen in SLC tomorrow and then meeting my "pen pal."

anyway. after weighing the options- options a, b and c combined were much, much more appealing than leaving my car with technician boys who really are just going to break my heart and tell me how much money to give them. delaying that DTR is something i can handle.

so tonight, because i had my car, i DROVE (because that is what you do with cars) to Rachels house and we watched a movie and got some yogurt at yozone. (Cookies and cream with brownies on top. delish. i think i am about 3 stamps from getting a free yogurt. finally) On my way home around midnight thirty, i decided to turn down a street i usually don't take... DUN DUN DUUUUNNNN... and right as i was turning onto the street that i DO usually take, i saw a car flip around to parallel park. what you need to know is- south of campus is an awful place and someone decided it would be a smart idea to have ditches instead of curbs. so- as this little car flipped around, it's front right tire went straight for the ditch, and then straight into it. the driver was trying so hard to turn out of it, that she straightened her wheel and the tire just dropped into the ditch, leaving the rest of her car up on the street. DISASTER! and stacie to the rescue.

then i pulled up and thought to myself- what in the crap am i going to do? all i have to offer is a clean car... which, by the way, the headlights were AMAZINGLY bright because the nice car wash boys cleaned all those crusty bugs off the glass. anyway- just then a nice boy from chile rolled up on his bike and asked for a jack. the car that was stuck was old and it's jack wasn't doing the trick-- so, DUN DUN DUUUUUUNNNN- we used mine!! and it did the trick!! he just cranked that bad boy out of there and we got the car out of the ditch. i think we should make a movie out of this.

oh it made my heart so happy.

i love being in the right place at the right time.

coincidence? i think not!! mini miracle, of course.

in other news- my sister got a "real person job" and today i had to go to del taco... "with my by myself..." ya- if someone can find the mini miracle in that one, please let me know asap. that was a tragic experience. i hope those therapy patients know how lucky they are they get to hog my sister. ALLLMMMMOOOOST makes me want to tear my ACL again. ALMOST.

Is it wrong...

2009-07-15T02:41:00.000-07:00

That this makes me feel so right?

There aren't many times that I will willingly stay up from 12:23am- 3:45am... but given the circumstances, the situation seemed dire.

Not to mention the fact that I think I am a sucker for cheesy teenage love stories.

I take that back... I don't THINK I am, I KNOW I am.

Oh Harry Potter. Why do you tease me and only come into my life once a year?

reminder to self.

2009-06-30T22:22:00.001-07:00

Do not go to the gym and do upper body and expect to have a simple time wake surfing at the lake the next day. That is all.

decisions, decisions.

2009-06-25T23:45:00.000-07:00

I decided not to go here...

So that I could buy one of these...

In order to go here...

To visit these lovlies...

I cannot wait.

Probably one of the best decisions I've made since deciding to rent movies from the LIBRARY! :)

(yes- today's rentals included Sister Act 2 and Hocus Pocus.)

EFY round one.

2009-06-25T22:12:00.000-07:00

Whoever said EFY was just for high schoolers was TOTALLY wrong. I had probably one of the most amazing weeks last week as a counselor. I started off scared... to... death. Knowing that my testimony had to be strong enough to carry 8 girls all week was quite the thought- but I quickly learned that I didn't have to do it myself- and that the whole reason I was nervous was because I wasn't relying on Heavenly Father as my number one helper.

My girls were absolutely amazing!! I was so nervous they wouldn't like me, or think I was crazy... (which is normal). But they were fantastic! We became friends so quickly and I miss them so much already!! It's amazing how easy it is to get along with someone when your goals are similar. Even if it's just for the week.

Heather, Karli, Lauren, Ally, ME, Sharla, Emilee, Emily and Tawnia.

Running on five hours of sleep a night is not something Stacie Jensen normally signs up for- but I would do it over and over and over again. When I went to EFY as a youth I always told myself I would go and be a counselor, but I had no idea what a great experience it would be. Not only did I have lots of questions answered for myself- but I got to play, too! I am a big fan of playing. One night a friend came to visit after lights out, and I went to say hi to him... and some of the building counselors were out patrolling the area... I all of a sudden got so scared I was going to get in trouble for being out of my room... haha. But they came and chatted with us and then left. I can't believe I am old enough to be out of my room after 11pm. WO.

Anyway. My testimony was strengthened by these girls and boys. The theme this year is "Be Thou an Example" and that is truly what they were and are. I know it is not easy to stick to your standards when you are growing up- but they are doing just that- and if they can do it- so can I.

1% down...

2009-06-11T10:30:00.000-07:00

"I can do this 99 more times." -Mom
If mom can do this that many more times... I think we can all grin and bear it. She's a trooper.

"I hope they call me on a mission, when I have grown a foot or two. I know by then I will be ready... To teach, and preach and work as missionaries do."

picture stolen from magnificent sister.

... I HOPED they CALLED HIM on a mission?
... I KNOW HE LEFT on a mission?
... I hope we can make it through the next 2 years while he is on a mission!
... He is already pretty tall.

Call it whatever you want, but Elder Derek Kort Jensen is officially a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter- Day Saints. AKA- La Iglesia de Jesucristo de los Santos de los Ultimos Dias. He is headed to Guatemala in a few more weeks and I have already started saving my pennies to go visit after he gets back. I don't think I have ever planned a vacation 2 years ahead of time- that is dedication if you ask me.

Derek reported to the MTC last Wednesday, June 3rd. His flight left bright and early but we were there to love and support him-- and share our tears with him. It really was a nice and generous thing to do. Not many people share their tears... but, given the circumstances- we obliged.

I am not going to sugar coat it... the days leading up to this eventful morning were long and exhausting. Derek is the greatest little brother and best example ever. He is a best friend to so many people and so many people miss him SO much. He was ready to get out there. I am proud of him. We wanted to play so much before he left and get so much in, that by the time he left, we had had it. I am grateful that sometimes all he wants to do is sit and watch ESPN and not impress anyone. (Wait- did I say "sometimes?," because I'm pretty sure I meant "almost always".) My bad.

Our family is extremely blessed to have Derek... and hopefully one day the Stauffer's family will be blessed also. :) It is so hard being in the same town as him and not being able to hear his silly comments and ridiculous ideas on life. I am jealous of his companions in there... I hope they know how lucky they really are... and what they are getting themselves into.

I LOVE YOU DEREK! I MISS YOU EVERYDAY! SEE YOU IN 99 MORE WEEKS! (plus a few)

don't worry- this book has pictures.

2009-06-07T23:12:00.000-07:00

Yes, in the past few weeks my life has become a short novel.

I went home on Dylan's 16th birthday! :) Yes, you heard it. The big 1-6. Thank goodness he so nicely informed my mother that "there will be LOTS of girls, now." Last time I checked the Jensen boys always bring around lots of girls. I wonder if that just means it will be magnified now that he can date them? OH, brother... literally.
He was in Beauty and the Beast at the High School. He played Gaston- quite fitting. My favorite part- "How can you read this? It has no pictures!" Typical.

Derek and I, with our sweet charm and batted eyelashes, convinced mom to write Dylan a sick note to get out of school so we could go to Santa Cruz for lunch. Nothing fixes a "sick boy" better than pizza my heart.

Then... we rent to Reno. Classic Jensen family vacation. You might go to Europe (Ashley Molinaro) to celebrate a graduation... or maybe you go visit your boyfriends family. Maybe you take a cruise to enjoy the sun and relax. Well, brothers and sisters, every year, without fail, we attend the Jam On It basketball tourney in Reno- and no... there is no where else we would rather be.

Upon resentfully returning home- we went to visit my boyfriends in Oakland. Yes, they continue to do well- and their pants still fit them nicely.

Dylan went to Prom and Dylan had Pops Concert. He is popular and busy, and so very handsome! Can I say that?

Derek turned 19!! And did a few other things... I'll save that for a different post because it is mucho importante. :)

I babysat some cute girls... we built Fairy house and sang High School Musical songs. They even re-inacted some of the scenes for me... I kept waiting for Zac Efron to show up... but to no avail. Oh well, we had a good time anyway.

And then today... Ash and I flew back to Utah. It's never fun saying bye to my family. I love them a lot, and we have a lot of fun together. We especially bond the best through inappropriate comments or pushing each other around. But when we are nice to each other, Mom likes us more- so we lean that way as much as possible. Even though she is a bully, too. Everyone should know that. :) MAMA J KNOWS HOW TO HOLD HER OWN. DO NOT MESS WITH HER.

Life is wonderfully grand.
That is all.
It's a lot.

Dear Sun

2009-05-21T23:46:00.000-07:00

... The beach called. He wants to get together tomorrow with you, me, my brothers, the sand and the water- since it's been awhile. We didn't invite the wind... so keep it on the DL. We're going to try to all meet there around noon. PLEASE say you'll come! I miss the relationship we once had. Hope we can start where we left off.

Good night.
-Stacie

Viva la Love Story

2009-05-19T21:37:00.000-07:00

this is absolutely amazing. an old friend had me listen to it for the first time a few weeks ago... his phrase was always, "i have a song just for you." i hadn't seen him in a few months and the phrase still remained. i am grateful this was the song of the night. seriously, fantastic. remind me to be this good of a pianist (or cellist for that matter) one day. listen and let your ears be happy.

i am going to california for 2 1/2 weeks tomorrow!! that's my love story.

Stewart Falls

2009-05-14T15:43:00.000-07:00

Summer is finally here and we went hiking!! yay!! It was seriously such a gorgeous day and I am so glad that we got out and enjoyed it. Megan, Malia and sister all came and we had fun with baby Atlas... he protected us quite nicely. (especially from the little baby snake that he pinned down until meg made him let it go.) I think a hike a week sounds like a great idea... if you guys know of any good day hikes, let me know, PLEASE!

Feliz Dia de las Madres

2009-05-10T14:36:00.000-07:00

Translation- Happy Mother's Day. I love you all and hope you have a WONDERFUL Mother's Day. You have certainly shaped my life into who I am today. Some of you might not think that is that great- but I kind of like it. The boys in our Ward at church gave us roses today, and Adam sent me a happy "future mother of America" text message. I look forward to being as amazing as each of you are, or at least trying. LOVE YOU!!

(whhhaaaa? my sister's picture made it in here? okay. maybe not yet... but i know she will make a fabulous, fashionable mama one of these days.)

Actually Ashley.

2009-05-08T13:09:00.001-07:00

Ashley Marie Jensen (turned Swapp) was born on May 7th, 1985. She was born to two amazing parents, and a pretty decent older brother- but, from the second she left that hospital- she knew something was missing. A SISTER LIKE ME!

I graced my sister with my presence two and a half long years later. From that time, we were inseparable, whether we chose to be or not.

We like to cuddle...

And we like to spend holidays together...

We have our good moments...

And we have our bad moments.

We love having girls nights...

And we are kind to animals.

But most of all, she is my best friend and I just really like spending time with her.

I know we joke around a lot, and I like to say that your life became better because of me, but sisterhood- my life is better because of YOU. You look out for me, you would throw someone down for me, and you love me. Even if I had more sisters, you would still be my favorite. I LOVE YOU ONE MILLION BLUE M&M's.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

"your blog is...

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boring me."

thank you, mother, for that insightful text message today. :)
i need to have a more interesting life, apparently.
starting............. now.

minor dilemma

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here is the problem...

every time i go to scoop myself some cookie dough ice cream (which isn't very often because i am in SUCH good shape, and eat SO well) i always have to keep scooping until i get "one more good cookie dough piece."

until i starting running "one more good mile" every time i go to the gym- cookie dough ice cream and i have to go our separate ways. we are fighting. ice cream, back to the kitchen... i secretly hope you get freezer burn. me, to st. george with my sister... i not so secretly hope i get a tan- burn.

a new undertaking

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onemoreprettybird.blogspot.com

look out!! (as said in She's the Man... only a select few will understand)

warm water problem

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lately our showers have consisted of about 5 mintues of warm water... which means right when you get to the shaving your legs part- the water turns freezing cold. everytime, without fail. sometimes i feel like bear grylls and i stick it out in the ice cold water and shave my legs... sometimes... well, you know, i wear pants that day.

so we've had the maintenance man here a lot this past week. it is always something new that is wrong... like today, the valve was cracked. it wasn't cracked yesterday when he looked at it, but it is cracked today. interesting. but what i love the most is that if i leave my door open just the tiniest bit i can hear him talking to himself. usually its things like, "oops", "daw gone it", "uh oh", "seriously?" or my personal favorite that he says multiple times a day, "aw, nuts."

and after each witty phrase quickly i say to myself, that's what she said. it's a fun game to help studying for tests become enjoyable. trust me, it works wonders. i think i am going to ace my finals.

The Backstreet Boys downsized from 5 to 2.

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HAPPY EASTER!!

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i love this holiday!
i love my family.
i love my friends.
i love my Savior.

i am grateful that He sacrificed for us.
i am grateful for that knowledge.
i am grateful i can live with Him again.
i am grateful that i never have to walk alone.

happy easter to everyone!!

favorite phrases.

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last week my old boss called and told me she had free flights and wanted to know if i wanted to come home for Easter. wait- let me think- do i love California? do i love my family? do i love Easter? do i strongly dislike the Utah cold? yes. yes. yes. and yes. she is a doll- and i got to come home for Easter!!

so today the whole family was here... you know, some of the cousins, aunts and uncles, and grand parentals. and my bro and sis and their kids. i was hugging and kissing on aaliyah and i asked her if she knew how much i loved her.
it went kind of like this...
"aaliyah, do you know how much i love you?"
her response-
"... too good."

then my darling brothers were chasing each other around the house. keep in mind they are almost 19 and 16 years old. Derek hit Dylan and then he quickly tattled to my mom... "mom, tell derek no hitting on Easter!"

anyway- i hope your Easter was too good. and that you saved the hitting for another day. i will post pictures, soon!

my best friends.

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my father, the MD.

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because i have to take so many of these...

this wonderful father of mine...

recommended eating a bowl of this...

so that i don't do this...

genius.

turns out...

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... my tax return went to one of these.

my favorite part about this is that the employees want to be your best friend when you go to pick up your car. no sir, your job sucks, you ruined my day, and i will not be your friend.

thank you. but my best friend is the best and he is splitting the ticket with me. what a gem.

i guess if i had just left my car at the car lot, i wouldn't have had to pay the money, i could've gotten my bike, and i would have been forced to ride it. dang. can i take my car back?

NEW YORK in 1 day... Tax Return in 10.

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Amdist preparing for finals and working and making plans for the summer... good things are happening!! Tomorrow my darling love bug of a sister and i are flying out to NYC to see Dylan sing at Carnegie Hall. What a stud. Mom and Derek are flying out with him from home and I seriously cannot wait to just play and be away from Provo. (No offense, Provo... but as my facebook recently told, we are in a fight until you decide you want to bring Spring back.) Not that New York will be any warmer by any means, but, I would rather be cold in New York than cold in Utah. Let's be serious here.

In other news- California is on my good list because they will soon be directly depositing my tax return. For the day when Utah can be rewarded again, I am leaning towards purchasing one of these... yes?

Is that a Seminary!?

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mmm... no, Derek... I believe that is a Cemetery.

oh how I love having my baby brother in town.

drum roll please.

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(okay... you can stop with the drum roll... just read.)

my darling cute little wonderful brother of mine is going to serve a mission for our church!!

he is one of my bestest friends and i love him dearly and will miss him even dearly- er. But, i know this is the best decision he can be making at this point in his life! he has been DYING to get his hands on his call and it finally came in the mail yesterday... just to sit there for 6 hours until he got home from "practice." luckily it remained safe and unopened. the paper cut on his finger is proof he opened it himself.

anyway... i bet you are wondering where he is going!?!?!

GUATE-freakin-MALA!!

my brother gets to spend the next 2 years of his life in Guatemala City, Spanish speaking. What a stud. after hearing how amazing the weather will be, he told my mom "i'm going on a frickin vacation!" you bet i will be visiting him for a vacation of my own when he has finished his work, serving the Lord and loving the people of Guatemala.

derek--- i am proud of you and i love you a lot. i hope it is the best two years of your life. (aside from the one time we went to high school together). you're going to be an amazing missionary!!!

LOVE YOUUUU LONG TIME.

this lady is my hero.

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i felt it was necessary for you all to know how much i love my dear, dear mother. For those of you priveleged enough to know her... i know i don't have to remind you of her simple amazingness... for those of you who don't know her... too bad, so sad. Lets talk about the reasons i love this woman.

a. she makes a mean bean dip.

b. she is one of the most nicest, genuine, gorgeous, thoughtful, selfless ladies i have EVER met. (mom, i will get that $20 from you later for adding that part)

c. she LOVES her kids and her husband.

d. she loves everyone on that note...

e. we like to laugh together

f. we like to eat together

g. she is my running errands buddy!!!

h. she is pretty gangster. (click to understand)

i. she is a hard worker and will do all it takes to support us.

j. she let me have bounce houses at my birthday parties... even when i was 17 years old.

k. she sponge bathed me when my leg was broken.

l. we got hooked on greys anatomy together when my leg was broken.

m. she woke up every 4 hours to give me drugs when my leg was broken so i wouldn't O.D in my sleep.

n. she lays out in the sun with me all summer long

o. she makes a point to get to every sporting event, choir concert, and school performance any of her children EVER did and EVER will participate in.

p. we go to victorias and get full on tortilla chips and diet coke long before our meal comes.

q. my friends wish she could be their adoptive mother.

r. she makes the cutest aprons in the whole wide world.

s. she doesn't get mad when we play "that's what she said."

t. (she actually plays along when we play "that's what she said." shhh, don't tell dad.)

u. when we play risk she feels bad when she kills her children off, and would rather lose first.

v. she texts me when i am in class to keep me entertained.

w. she let us have a dog once... that was a joke.

x. she lets me lay in her bed with her and the father... while he and i fall asleep and she's left wide awake... she does make a VERY nice pillow though. she lets me cuddle a lot.

y. she stays awake until we all get home at night- she is a worrier. it's pretty cute.

z. she birthed 5 children just so we would all be happy together! and we are!!

I LOVE YOU, CHERIE LYNN JENSEN!

aka... Mama J. You're the best.

(now you all want to know her, huh?)

purses for sale!!

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picture made possible by my darling, darling sister

sooo... i would like to solicite myself. i have been making some pretty fun purses and i think its about time to start finding them a home. here is an example of one of the ones i finished this summer. it is reversible and has a pocket on the inside to match the sash on the outside. i love this bag dearly, it has truly become my pride and joy and i want you to have one, too. if you know someone who might be interested... please feel free to let me know! i'm thinking i will try to sell them for about $30. but, i'm pretty easy to get a long with if you'd like to negotiate prices... aslo- i have tons of other fabric for these bags... so as soon as i finish the next bundle i will post pictures of the ones that are done! okay-- um, this isn't ebay, but, happy bidding!!

(ps, this particular bag itself isn't for sale... but if you want fabric like it we can chat.)

gym vs. blogging

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round one- its cold outside. i need to put gas in my car. gas costs money. need to drive to the gym.

round two- reeses peanut butter eggs next to me. comfy sweats.

round three- haven't been to the gym all week.

round four- i just made a blog.

round five- blogging is making my butt bigger.

and the winner is... GYM!

and yet i am still sitting here.

those reeses peanut butter eggs are so dang good.

one time a boy told me that he dated me because of my butt.

(naturally.)

he said it was a joke. i think he was a joke.

good news is my winning charm can fill in for the next few weeks while i work on the behind. it needs some touch ups.

"you just popped in the kanye west

get right for the summer workout tape

and ladies if you follow these instructions exactly

you might bear to pull you a rapper, a nba player

man, at least a dude wit' a car..."

ah if kanye doesn't speak the truth, i don't know who does...

for now, intramurals will suffice- but the guy needs to at least have a bus pass.

and for the record- i'm going to a bonfire later tonight. so me, going to the gym at 8:30pm on a saturday night, doesn't interfere with my socializing skills and intense popularity at all. don't worry.

break down.

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I keep telling myself that blogs are only for married people... and then, I keep meeting fun people who aren't married (or so they tell me...) and they have blogs. Not to mention the fact that I spend lots of "stalking hours" on my friends blogs- telling myself I will not and cannot leave an anonymous comment... cause that's just creepy.

SO, moral of the story, I feel as though it is about that time. Welcome to my blog. Let's get started, shall we? Maybe this will automatically make me one of those cute, unmarried people.