Quote(s) of the Day

"...there's something wrong with this yogurt."

"It's not yogurt. It's mayonnaise."

"Alright, there we go, then."

--Notting Hill

Me: "Looks like we're out of staples."

Brock:"Well, I guess I'll just have to go get some."

Me: [Quietly, so the whole grocery store wouldn't hear, but loud enough to be effective] "GET SOME!"

Good to know that the high school immaturity will always stick around, even if only a little bit.

Also, a poem for Shelly in the Deli, upon hearing the news about her passing of the State Bar exam...which didn't happen to be true.

"Congratulations to Shelly in the Deli, for your success on the test, we wish you the best!"

That one definitely went over the intercom....don't tell the boss, okay?

Day two...two times better than day one!

Oh, today is going so much better than yesterday! Thank goodness! I was afraid I'd have to drop out...or something.

So I drove today instead of taking the bus. I can't decide which one I like better. While I can sing really loud in my car, I was really terrified most of the time and felt like there was an accident just waiting to happen. Freakin maniacs, stay on yo side!! Tryin ta hit me! Be considadate! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtkU2ch0sRI) The bus, as previously mentioned, is super crowded, but at least I feel safe and save gas. Double bonus.

Thanks to my FREE INSTITUTE PARKING PASS (another bonus!), I got a way sweet parking spot and had time to hit the book store before my Public Speaking class. That teacher? He's crazy...and hilarious and entertaining...and maybe he's my grandpa? But whatever. It was so much fun, even just sitting and listening. I'm really excited for that class.

My visual arts class is in the Kimball Arts building, which looks super new and really cool! I'm an admirer of the art, I suppose, so I can dig it. My class is huge (120-somethin? That's a lot.) which is actually kind of fun. Mostly it means I can sit towards the back and text my SCFBFFFEWC Micaille who's partyin up at USU (Hey there girlfriend!). Oh! The girl I was sitting next to had chocolate. We should be friends?

Oh, and he let us out 35 minutes early. I'm kinda likin that business! I headed over and got myself a Jamba in the union building and have since been sitting on a cool chair, checking Facebook and blogging. Good times! Sure, I could be reading my Econ book...or my theatre book or my PS packet or my VA book. But. I have priorities. Social networking, that's what it's all about :)

Institute Chorale starts in about 20 minutes and I'm so excited, I can hardly stand it! I love singing, especially with large groups of people who are also musically inclined :)

I have a feeling that Tuesdays and Thursdays are going to be my favorites.

Yay for college?...whatever.

So you're sayin I have to go back tomorrow?

All summer long, people asked if I was ready for college. And my answer varied between "mostly" and "I have no idea." Now...I know. I most certainly am not ready.

Isn't public transportation such a great idea? Well, it would be, if it didn't mean I'd be five minutes late to my first class instead of five minutes early. But, you know, whatever.

Once upon a time, maybe two weeks ago, I got all gung-ho about school and made sure I had my schedule all written out and beautiful inside my new planner. So thanks for making me feel bad about being what I thought was prepared when I walked into a Macroeconomics class this morning. At least I was early for that one.

Dear kid I sat next to in Econ, you definitely owe me a piece of college-ruled notebook paper. I'm not gonna forget that one.

Dear Angie Witt, Lauren Loock and attractive Tanner: Thank you for being my Intro to Theatre class. I'm pretty sure we're gonna have tons of fun with our teacher with the sweet English accent.

Dear Tuesday (and Wednesday through Friday, for that matter...), please be better than Monday. I'd really appreciate that :)

Somewhat sincerely, Kelsey

PS--Dear Gramps, I'm so excited for your class tomorrow! I think it's going to be my favorite.

I'd Rather Not...

So...let's NOT talk about what I did this summer, I'm pretty sure you've heard too much of that.

Let's NOT talk about what I didn't do this summer. There's just too much.

Maybe...let's talk about what I learned this summer. Sounds much more profound.

You gotta live in the moment. Because if you spend 3 months waiting for college to start, come August 21st, you're going to find that summer went away much too soon.

Remember in Wizard of Oz, when Dorothy says "If I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin with!" Remember that?? Well. You don't have to go anywhere special to have a fabulous time. All that matters are the people that you're with. In fact, a lot of the greatest times DID happen in my backyard. So, just because I didn't go to Disneyland or New York or Paris (although I wouldn't mind traveling to any of those places...) doesn't mean that I didn't have an excellent time this summer.

Let's be real. Shawn Spencer is intensely attractive.

Tim McGraw knows what he's talking about. Living like you're dying is the greatest thing a person could possibly do. I spent this last week living like the summer was dying...because it was...and it was one of the greatest weeks of the entire summer. And I can't figure out why I don't do it every day of my life.

So new commitment. I want to live like I'm dying. I mean, if I happen to get in a car accident on my way to school one day this week or something (please no please no please no), I want to be able to say that my life was fabulous. I want to be able to say that before I die! Mostly I just don't want to die. But I just want to live life to the fullest. Especially in these, my college years (HA!). I really do think this is going to be fun.

PS--college does indeed start tomorrow. In case you weren't aware. And you know what? It's gonna be great! (If you haven't seen Winnie the Pooh, DO IT. Then start singing like Tigger. That's what I'm doing right now. In case you wondered...) Wanna hear (read) my schedule? I know you do.

MWF--English, Economics through History, Intro To Theatre, Institute--Book of Mormon (MW)

TTh--Public Speaking (whassup Grandpa Richardson? We'll party.), Intro to Visual Arts, Institute Choir (TThF)

Sounds like a party, right?? That's what I'm hopin for. Also, that I don't die.

In my spare hours, I can be found at Bowman's. Please come visit me. Help me maintain my sanity. Okay great.

Happy new school year, kids!

Perhaps this is insignificant...

...but today was a big day. I lit a match for the first time. Several matches, actually.

Okay, there's no perhaps. That is definitely insignificant. But, coming from a person who's rather afraid of fire (as well as heights, spiders, bees, and the like), it was a pretty big step.

I look forward to the day when I will be able to light candles on a cake and fireworks in my driveway.

Oh, and good news. As a result of this little event, my paracord will no longer fray.

Yep, today was a good one.

Dear new Subway kid,

We've all been there. The first few days on the job can be rough, trying to get everything figured out. I can understand that it might take a little while, maybe you move a little slower at first, it's fine.

But let's just discuss the construction of my 6-inch Turkey on wheat this evening.

I mean, what happened there? It's not incredibly difficult to make. It wouldn't seem to make much difference, but when one is a Subway connoisseur, like myself (we're talkin at least twice a week here), the structure of the sandwich makes all the difference. Would we want to compromise the integrity of the sandwich by making it incorrectly? I think not.

Bread? Good. Meat? Let's talk. You gotta fold it. Three slices, each folded in half. If you just lay it on there, it crosses over to the other side, which, in folding, disturbs the placement of the toppings.

The toasting went well. The fact that you didn't know where the honey mustard was located disturbed me just a little, but I overlooked it. Only 2 slices of tomato, not three. Distribute the pickles just a little more. Green peppers--well done.

I suppose the spinach was my fault. I never ask for it. While I do enjoy it in a salad, it's just not the best thing on the sammy. But! I wouldn't have asked for it if there had been an adequate amount of lettuce there already. Just saying.

It wasn't a terrible sandwich. It still had the right ingredients (except the spinach, most of which I removed), so the potential was there, but it lacked in a very serious manner. The composure was just all wrong. Mostly, I didn't like the fact that sometimes the only thing I got in a mouthful was turkey and bread. Even distribution is key for the optimum enjoyment.

I appreciate your efforts, new Subway kid. I certainly hope that when we meet again, this will all be remedied and my sandwich will be excellent once again. Thank you for your time.

Sincerely,

Kelsey, who occasionally gets desperate when she's working a long shift at the grocery store across the parking lot and could use a really good meal to get through the rest of the night.

I'm too lazy to title these?

Some days, it feels real good to get up, get ready, then go and do. Today...not really one of those.

I was up by 9 (ish), which is a pretty great accomplishment. (Just a thought--I know most people wait until 9 to make phone calls...I think it should be 10. That's all.) But...I maybe stayed in my room until almost noon? I mean, I went and had breakfast and stuff, but I just had things to do! I blame my mother--she showed me these blogs that she reads. And they're fabulous. And I love to read. I mean, I can hardly finish an entire book to save my life, but what's a few (hundred) blog posts? That's nothing!

These two sisters, Stephanie and Courtney, are amazing writers. I learned about Stephanie when my seminary teacher showed us a Mormon message about her after she'd been in a plane crash and her body was covered in burns. Her story is crazy inspirational! You can watch the Mormon Message here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KHDvxPjsm8E or read her blog, http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/ Her sister Courtney is hilarious! I...may've spent hours reading her posts and watching her vlogs this weekend, laughing the whole time. Read it all here: http://blog.cjanerun.com/

So what if this was my favorite part of the weekend? Okay, that's not true. Just one of my favorites.

Sunday night was excellent. Dinner at Grandpa Curt's isn't always my favorite thing in the world. Sometimes it just gets weird. But last night we had dinner in the backyard; Grandpa made ribs and Aunt Robyn made the best Banana Cream Pie in the whole world. I love my family. I love my grandpa's backyard.

Then bonus! We were invited over to Larmore's for a "fireside"...s'mores and hangin out with Doug and Sarah! The only thing I love more than the smell of a campfire is the smell of sunscreen...something about those two just make me so happy! Must be a summer thing...

Something about Sunday just felt extra summery. I liked that our neighbors were outside. We were outside. It felt real good.