Bob That Head

So I went Down to Lisa and Daniel's for Thanksgiving. We had a pretty good time down there and ate lots of food. I baked a pecan pie, two pumpkin pies, and was in charge of the mashed potatoes for the occasion. And the most surprising thing of all was that we actually ate by noon. We had to do that because Joe had to drive back to Georgetown and go to work.

On Friday I participated in black Friday and bought myself a laptop. I am absolutely in love with it! I even got excited about my speaking assignment in church in 2 weeks because that just gives me an excuse to use my computer and the printer that came with it.

And on Saturday night we stayed for dinner and David was so cute. he was just so tired that he just fell asleep in his highchair. Now I have heard from other people that their kids did this all the time when they were little but this is not the case with Lisa's kids So I just had to capture the moment. He was falling asleep as he was drinking his bottle and woke up to eat a little more and then started to fall asleep with his bottle and then woke up breifly to put his bottle in the cup holder and then he was out for good. He just slept through getting cleaned up, his diaper changed, and his pj's on.

Children, Housework, and Marriage

Kids really do say the darnest things. I'm in the kitchen this afternoon and Cali lifts up my shirt and tells me I have a big tummy. Thanks is my response. Then she asks, "Rosa, how many babies are in your tummy?" Just to clarify things with everyone, there are no babies in my tummy. I had to explain this to Cali and tell her that before I make her any cousins I first need to find a guy and get married. I also reassured her that I would let her know when I do have a baby in my tummy.

So I've been kidnapped by Lisa and Daniel and I think I might finally make it back on Thursday. I've been having fun playing with the kids and helping Lisa with her projects and cooking and cleaning. Today I worked on sewing some pj pants for Cali and we baked cookies. My domestic future just seems to be getting brighter and brighter. I don't know why but the word domestic just rubs me the wrong way. Makes me think of a 50's housewife who looks perfect all the time and always has her house and kids in order. Life is disordered and nobody is expected to be perfect.

It is really weird though because I used to be totally turned off by the idea of marriage and being expected to pop out babies asap. Especially when I was at BYU and I would see this young girl having kids while they are still in school. One day I was sitting in class and just wondering what the possibilty was of some young girl's water breaking on the exact chair that I am sitting in. Chills go down my spine just thinking about it. And just hearing about all these girls my age getting married makes me sick. I just feel that there are a good number of KIDS my age are just not ready for marriage and need to grow up. I will admit that the amount it does now is a whole lot less than it used to be. I've actually warmed up to the idea quite a bit.

What weirds me out is the fact that I'm getting to the point that I can imagine myself getting married and having a family of my own. I remember those lessons in young womens on marriage and thinking who really cares, I'll get married someday but that's a long ways off. Now it's probably only a couple years off and I'm beginning to think that I'm ok with that. But unlike my friend John thinks, I will not be married by the time he gets off his mission.

I am firmly under the belief that people need to go into marriage knowing who they are and who they are marrying. Marriage is complicated and confusing enough that you need to try to be as truthful as possible because how disappointed would you be to think you're marrying one person and finding out they are completely different than what you believed them to be. It's really just in your best interest to be honest with yourself and others. Which brings me to another point, I don't believe in short courtships either. I can't imagine planning on spending eternity with someone I've only know for a couple weeks. I like to idea of knowing someone for at least a year before getting married because I know having just friendships it takes a while to get to know who people really are.

I think I have learned a few lessons from examples in my life to have some sort of idea what to expect and what I want:

• Things won't turn out the way I plan.
• It takes alot of time and effort from both people to make it work.
• There will definately be hard times, but when things get hard don't throw the towel in too quickly because most problems can be worked through.
• You married your spouse because you love them and they make you happy. Marriage is not meant to make you miserable, and no one deserves to be miserable.
• Work hard to make sure you never fall out of love.
• Know who you're marrying before hand.
• Communicate.

I've never been married so I guess you can't really consider me a good source for advice, but I hope that I have learned something in my short 20 years on this earth. But I have decided that I need to live my life more before I seriously start thinking about getting married because I need to have stories to tell besides just being able to talk about my kids because those are to only people I interact with. I really need to just hang out with people my own age when I get back to Georgetown, whenever that might be.

Facial Hair

So I thought I would just share my thoughts on beards and facial hair in general.


I got back to Georgetown Tuesday night and my dad, Joe and Sandra came to pick me up. I walk out of the airport and when the car pulls up out comes my father with a full beard. It was, and still is awful! I told him he looks like a terrorist, because he does with that beard. I was finally able to convince him to shave off his ugly mustache after he had it for over thirty years, and now he has this monstrosity.

To be honest I really don't understand what it is with guys and facial hair. I guess it's because I'm a woman. But as a woman, I hate it! I cannot think of any women that like facial hair. I guess I know a few but that's only a handful and they are the exception to most women I would think. I mean I can understand the thing teenage boys have with facial hair because it's like hey I can grow a beard and you can't. One would think that men would grow out of that, but I guess men are really just adolescents at heart.

It's weird because I feel like younger men grow facial hair to look older and older men grow it to look younger. That doesn't make since because the same means cannot reach two opposing ends. I think my dad is trying to look younger or something but it just makes him look older. Especially since most of it is white. Granted I don't understand the man in the first place, so who knows. For all I know he's just trying to save money on shaving cream and razors. I actually wouldn't put that past him.

Well lets get off my dad and get back to the real issue. Facial Hair. Now just because I don't want to go on forever I will only cover the three general categories of facial hair.

Beard: Some of the things I associate with beards are homeless people and terrorists. Why would you want to be associated with either one of these groups. Also who knows all the things that could get stuck in there. It looks like a birds nest, which would probably be a better use for it anyway. Someone should set up a Locks of Love for birds.

Mustaches: They creep me out. I associate mustaches with sexual predators and just creeps in general. I instinctively shy away from men with mustaches, especially at night.

Goatees: Alright, so I can't really think any of negative connotations to go along with beards, but they just make me laugh. They look silly. It's sometimes just hard for me to take a man seriously when he has a goatee.

So I will concede that, like with every rule, there are exceptions with this one. But I should warn you, you think you're an exception to the rule, but you're probably not. It's just wishful thinking. But don't try to change that the next time you see a shooting star, or your birthday rolls around because it would just be a waste of a perfectly good wish.

Going Home Soon.

So my time here in beautiful Jackson Hole is coming to a close. Ashleigh and I will be leaving right after church on Sunday to go down to Salt Lake where we will spend a few days before I fly out on Tuesday.

So things have been a little busy these past few weeks. Soon after the Antelope Hunt, the 25th I believe, I went into Elk camp for like a week and a half. That was lots of fun. I spent most of the time as the babysitter for Stuart because it's kinda hard to take a seven year old when you leave camp at five in the morning. So I spent most of my days in camp lying around playing with Stuart. He discovered that I am a fun person to wrestle with and has ceased ever since. I'll be sitting on the couch and he will just come attack me. In addition I would help with cooking and staking out the horses and fetching water from the creek. One day Ashleigh and I decided to go for a ride to see if we could go find Spike Camp(a hunting camp owned by Ashleighs boss). We stumble upon a trail and decide to go right. We stumble upon a four point bull elk and Ashleigh does not have her gun. Later we decided that she should of had it anyways because we were in bear country. Well we keep going and we still can't find Spike camp so we decide to just go back to camp before it gets dark. We think that i might be easier to follow the trail we found to see if it's easier than the way we came. We came around a corner and I was like "Ashleigh there's a corral! I think it's Spike camp." Sure enough we go down there and tie up Texas and the Brute and find Barry. We talked to him for a bit and he fed us and told us if we came back the next day he would have cake for us. We got back to elk camp just in time to miss both the dark and the rain. And it also rained all the next day so we didn't get any cake.

We came out on the fifth and immediately had to start preparing for the Good Morning America people that were coming over on Thursday and Jim's mission farewell which was the next Sunday. You can find the clip of the Allans on the ABCNews website under Wyoming for the 50 States 50 Issues thing. And just so you know that clip of the reporter outside has Ashleigh's horse sugar in the background and had to be done like seventeen times because he had a hair sticking up. We spent lots of time cleaning and baking that week. Ashleigh and I ended up baking for than four hundred cookies for the farewell. Not as many people were able to make it up to the house as planned though because of the snow from Thursday, but there was still a good turn out. Collin was there and that was fun. As he was leaving I went up to him and asked, "so you're going to leave without saying goodbye to me?" We claimed that he did but I could stand for it because I hadn't received a hug. I said, "how are we going to further our relationship if he doesn't even hug me." I think he's warmed up to me and isn't as embrassed as he was at first.

So the family went down and took Jim into the MTC and Wednesday the 15th. I stayed up here so I could feed the animals and they were going down for less than a day in a cramped truck cab. Since then I've just been trying to spend time with Ashleigh. This week was demo week at the center for the arts so we went to a bunch of dance classes this week. We are going out tonight for dinner and a movie for our last night in town together. And yes, we are going to see High School Musical 3. I'm expecting to to be a fabulous film.

Well next time I write on here I'll most likely be back in Texas so have fun until then.

Cantelope Hunting

So quick update.

Ashleigh has wanted me to go hunting for quite some time so she finally got me to go Antelope hunting with her, Clark, Stuart, Jim, Colby and some other relatives. It was so much fun. Friday night we drove to Farson and spent the night. Clark and Stu slept in the truck while us big kids were in the tent. Ashleigh and I were sitting in the tent while the rest of the group were talking outside. They were talking to her 22 year-old cousin about school. He was saying that he we should only have to more years left at BYU but he probably wouldn't get done by then. Clark was saying that was probably a good thing considering he wasn't married and suggested that maybe he go to BYUI-Do to find a wife. So I decided to chime in and said "I'm single." Apparently that was funny because everyone busted out laughing, and according to Jim, Collin's face turned as red as his hair.

We started hunting saturday morning. Well I didn't hunt because I don't have a hunting lisence but I still had fun going along. Colby shot her doe pretty quick and I learned that the gutting process isn't that gross. A couple hours later Jim nipped his buck and he had to track it for a while to finish it off. Another couple hours later we were riding along and I was like "CANTELOPE!!!" so we pull up and it's a buck and Clark says that it's not quite big enough. But then the buck just stood there begging to be shot so that's what clark did. He shot him once and then he turned around, shot him twice and was about to shot him a third time when he literally keeled over backwards. It was one of the funniest things I've seen. Later we were looking for a doe for Ashleigh and while we were off roading we hit a ditch and I did a faceplant into the back of the seat in front of me that was funny too.

So to sum it up, What I Learned While Antelope Hunting:
Antelope hunting is the most redneck sport ever. You ride around in your truck till you see an antelope then you jump out and shot it. If you do it correctly you use the door for an armrest while you shoot. Clark exicuted this perfectly when he shot his buck.

A little more to report than I first suspected

So basiclly I'm bored and decided that I wanted to start a blog. I mean I'm twenty so that should mean I lead an exciting life, right? Well that's not exactly true most of the time.

Recently my life has consisted of me working in Jackson, WY for the summer. I am still working at that lovely campground but I'm not sure for how long. For all I know today maybe my last day. I'll just have to talk to Dyan about that. And I guess my summer hasn't been that boring. I have spent a considerable amount of time going white water rafting and horseback riding. I have recently discovered how much I love riding bareback, and I learned earlier this summer that getting bucked off isn't that bad. Too bad I'm not the horsewhisperer or else I wouldn't have ever gotten bucked off(Sorry if you don't get that, it's an inside joke).

So I guess I should discuss more recent happenings. Let's see. Ashleigh abandoned me to go deer hunting up Little Granite. I think she should be back tomorrrow or the next day, and hopefully with a deer because she couldn't find her tag and was hoping that Clark grabbed it. But when everyone does get back we will start preparing for the antelope hunt. And if things work out I just might be able to shoot one myself.

Let me think if I can think of anything more worth reporting. On Saturday I went and visited Brooke down at Granite. We ended up going on a four mile walk to Granite falls. I took some pictures that I could put up but my camera is int the car and thats all the way upstairs so maybe I'll get them up later. It was totally weird though because these two guys and a girl slowed down when they were passing us and took a picture. I swear some people are just way more messed up in the head than others.

And I guess one last thing before I first this up, I am very impatient for the mail to get here on Thursday. It has been utter agony for me since last Thursday just waiting for a whole week. Time has been passing so slowly for me since then and I still have two more days to wait. Alright, so for those of you who are wondering what in the world I am talking about, I finally went ahead and got my patriarchal blessing. Ashleigh accompanied me to Patriarch Wilde's home on Thursday. He said he would send it to his typist the next day and I would get it in about a week. Who knows, maybe I'll get lucky and it will be in today's mail, but the only problem is that i have to go all the way into town to check the mail so I'm hoping that maybe Kristen will check the mail while she is in town today. But this has just been an aweful week waiting because I don't remember everthing that was said in it and there was at least one point where I was like, wait a second, could you repeat that please? And I also can't wait to be able to read and see things that I might have missed, and just reread things for a clearer understanding. Well for whatever reason I really despise having to wait, but that doesn't change anything so I will just have to deal with waiting.

Well I guess that's all for now. Stay tune next week for more exciting, or not so exciting, news from my life.