That's how you know...

I decided to compile a list of my daily reminders that I am not originally from Utah.

1: I am 21 and not married.
2: I am okay with that.
3: I am a terrible driver... and I am still the best driver here.
4: I don't like fry sauce
5: This is how I dress at the end of July:

6: I am completely gangster. You may refer to #5 for proof.
7: I don't say "Oh my heck"
8: I can't whistle. That actually has nothing to do with Utah. I just thought it was strange.
9: I don't dye my hair blonde
10: I don't fake-bake. Not that that's strictly a Utah thing- but its more popular than M&M's. Which are really quite popular.
11: I hate snow.
12: I enjoy living in Utah (Utards who were born here tend to not appreciate it)
13: I don't look at people who pull up next to me in the car. Its just weird.
14: I really can't currently think of a 14th thing.. I just did not want to end this on an odd number. I hate odd numbers more than I hate snow.

I'm not saying anything, I'm just saying.

Sunday Hike

Tomorrow is the 4th of July. Today, Missa and I went hiking surrounded by snow. I'm still getting used to this Utah stuff, but I'm not complaining, today was a GORGEOUS day. Here's some pictures!

Hike - how to make a free slideshow

Oh, there you are, Sun!

Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time. -John Lubbock

These are pictures from mine and Missa's sunday hike. It was a beautiful day....a day worth blogging about.... A day where I BEAT Melissa in a foot-under-freezing-water competition! Let me tell you, it was brutal. But it was worth it. Story? oh yes, there's a story! It is this: Melissa bet me she could keep her feet under the freezing river water longer than I could. Of course, my competitive nature kicked in and I plummeted my feet into the bitter water and I won! Of course I won. Although she claims I only won because she knew I'd keep my feet there until they fell off, and she didn't want mom to blame her for my amputated feet. Whatever the reason, I won. And I am blogging about its glory.

Yes. That is the most exciting thing to happen to me all summer.. Why do you ask?

So, in honor of 4th of July, I included a slideshow of scenes from last 4th of July. Enjoy!

4th - making a free slideshow

Summer Time!

This is Utah's idea of summer. Yes this picture was taken in June.

Disappointment prevails. Its okay, Utah! I haven't given up on you yet! I know the sun will come out (tomorrow?). Just to prove to myself (and fellow utards) that warmth and summer fun does exist somewhere out there, I'm posting video memories of last summer at mom and dad's house in Arizona! Love these guys <3




To be fair, Melissa and I did find a hike lower down that was not so covered in snow. Here's a picture from the top of Ensign Peak we took while hiking on Sunday.

Glimpse of the new place

Can you guess what the best part is? Working doors!! Its fantastic.

And the winner is.....

Question posed: What is the # 1 most awesome thing that's happened to you since moving into your ghetto apartment?

Winning answer: Being locked inside my own room because the door handle broke.



What happened? Beats me. All I know is I woke up at 3:30 am and got all ready for work... but when the time came to leave, I couldn't even get out of my room! The handle just spun in circles. I tried everything I could think of (including taking pictures) and I just couldn't get it open. Luckily I have an awesome sister who works near here and has a key to my apartment. So she was able to come rescue me this morning! Thanks Melissa! <3


I really thought the shaking, smoking, fire spitting oven would win this title. But all it did was try to burn me alive..... Locking me inside my room was way more creative. Good job door. You earned this one!

In my only little corner, in my own little chair. I can be whatever I want to be!

Anyone else have Brandy stuck in their head now? No? Just me? Well alright. Check out my new apartment!

VBOT

Meet Vbot. I made her for the Valentine's Day box decorating competition for work. She's made out of an old tissue box, an old trash bag box, and toilet paper rolls... and a few things from my favorite place ever- the hobby lobby!



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Terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day

YIKES. Today was really something else. Let's start at about 3:00 am this morning. I woke up to the terrifying sound of a snow storm outside my window.... well.... it's a terrifying sound to me anyway. I hurried and got ready for work (which starts at 5am) so that I would have time to snow-blow the driveway and drive to work... which, on a sunny day, is only 15 minutes away. By 4:00 am my hair was ruined by being out in the snow, but I was ready to go!

Visibility was nearly zero and my car was spinning terribly in the ice and snow as I attempted to slide down to the bottom. At this point, I lost control of my poor car and spun into the guard rail, which then sent me spinning the other direction. Somehow (i really don't know how) I got to the bottom of the mountain alive. I pulled over and checked my vehicle for damage, I didn't see any, so I spun the rest of the way to work..... quite literally spun. several times. Good news is, I still managed to make it to work 5 minutes early!

10:30 am: Once it stopped snowing, I went out to my car to check for damage. There sat a beautiful note on my windshield. A woman visiting the building I work in had spun in the ice, and hit my parked car while I was working. Normally, this would be a bigger deal. But considering everything that happened today, just the fact that she didn't total my car was the highlight of my day. She actually didn't do any damage at all, I let her off the hook. No need to ruin 2 people's days.

12:30 pm: After work I went to drive my car, and realized that my steering wheel was completely facing the wrong direction. I knew it was from hitting the railing this morning, because it was like that after I did it... I had just previously thought that it was the ice and snow that was making my steering crazy. I decided to drive it to the dealership to be fixed. As I drove, I lost complete control of my steering wheel and my car started making a horrible noise.. I pulled off to the shoulder and gave in. Meaning, I called a tow truck driver to save me.

1:30 pm: Tow truck drivers are crappy heroes.

Long story made slightly shorter, the truck driver took my car, and left me stranded on the side of the freeway. I had to hike back in the snow until I reached a grocery store and was able to go inside and get warm again. At this point, I had called my insurance company to come save me.

2:30 pm: Insurance companies are crappy hereos.

Since my insurance company could not save me, I turned to my rental car company. Knowing that Enterprise will pick you up, I told them I needed a ride and a car. I knew for sure that the rental car company would save me!

3:00 pm: Rental car companies are crappy heroes.

They told me it would be about 2 hrs, if they were able to save me at all. This time, I turned to my daddy.

3:30pm: Daddies are fantastic heroes

He called Ford and yelled at them for the not-so-fabulous tow truck driver. They came and rescued me and gave me a rental car.

6:00 pm: I am finally home now. And going to make comfort brownies. The End.

Kristen

Completely Utarded

Go Utes! I was officially accepted into the University of Utah today. Majoring in Elementary Education of course. I finished 2 years of college in Arizona... Just 2 more years to go! Everything is working out beautifully living here in Utah. I love my job working as a Prescription Specialist at 1-800 Contacts and it works perfectly with my schedule now that school is starting again in May.

I haven't been the most dedicated blogger....considering my last post was in 2009. But I am going to be better this year! 2010 wasn't all that eventful of a year anyway. I did move to Utah though (if you didn't notice), which is incredibly awesome.

My next post is already in the works....think : robot. : )

Kristen
The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires. -William Arthur Ward




University of Utah's beautiful campus