here's the thing. i am sick of this blog. it is bugging me. however, i like having a blog.
i'm a person that likes to change up the furniture and "organize" (you know what that means mom.)
it's time to change things up.
you can find my newly organized blog at lyndsielouise.blogspot.com.
i was gonna keep it a secret.
but i suck at secrets.
12.31.2010
11.29.2010
next chapter
ever feel like everything is about to change? it's thrilling and terrifying all at once.
11.09.2010
5 (NOVEMBER)
I am grateful for friends. The ones that make me feel important, the ones that for reasons I'll never understand think I am hilarious, and the ones that will always listen to me. I don't want to name them because I'm afraid of leaving some one out and that is not at all what I want. If you consider yourself my friend, you are, and this post is about you. I love you. Thank you for loving me too. Sometimes all I need is to know that someone does. And sometimes all I need is to laugh so hard it hurts. Which you accomplish as well. I am grateful.
4 (NOVEMBER)
I'm grateful for the opportunity to live away from home right now. (Though happily not too far away.)
I am grateful for the things I am learning. Things I wouldn't have learned at home.
For example:
I am learning how to budget. Today I even got new checks from the bank because I finally ran out of the complementary ones. (they have trees on them and i love them. the end.)
I am learning how to live on ten dollars for a whole week after I fail at budgeting.
I am learning how to schedule my time. Which may take me forever to learn to do.
I am learning things about myself and what I need as an individual that I could never have realized at home.
I am learning to better appreciate my siblings and parents.
I am learning, and I'm grateful for that.
I am grateful for the things I am learning. Things I wouldn't have learned at home.
For example:
I am learning how to budget. Today I even got new checks from the bank because I finally ran out of the complementary ones. (they have trees on them and i love them. the end.)
I am learning how to live on ten dollars for a whole week after I fail at budgeting.
I am learning how to schedule my time. Which may take me forever to learn to do.
I am learning things about myself and what I need as an individual that I could never have realized at home.
I am learning to better appreciate my siblings and parents.
I am learning, and I'm grateful for that.
11.08.2010
3 (NOVEMBER)
(yes i skipped 2. 2 just got pictures taken that i am waiting on, so the post will come later)
After 1&2 these have no reason for the order they are in. Just what I think of.
So 3.
I am grateful for the smell of oil paints. No one can understand the joy I felt this weekend as I came home and the whole house smelled of my Daddy's paints. I have not had this aroma grace my nose in my home since I was five. (Admittedly at least once a week I go to the BYU bookstore and smell the paints, pastels, charcoals, paper...it's a disease.) But Daddy has not painted for almost 15 years. I about cried when I saw him working. It was beautiful.
After 1&2 these have no reason for the order they are in. Just what I think of.
So 3.
I am grateful for the smell of oil paints. No one can understand the joy I felt this weekend as I came home and the whole house smelled of my Daddy's paints. I have not had this aroma grace my nose in my home since I was five. (Admittedly at least once a week I go to the BYU bookstore and smell the paints, pastels, charcoals, paper...it's a disease.) But Daddy has not painted for almost 15 years. I about cried when I saw him working. It was beautiful.
11.05.2010
1 (NOVEMBER)
The first thing i need to express my gratitude for is the gospel of Jesus Christ. There is nothing more important in my life than my Savior and Heavenly Father. They are always there and they will always love me. just for being me, which is the greatest blessing i can think of.
There is a peace and joy that come with knowing that you have a Father in Heaven who loves you and that will lead you to your greatest joys if you just give everything to him. I love my Savior. I know what he did for me, and i know it was for me. This gospel is beautiful.
photo credit to the internet and temple picture to my daddy.
photo credit to the internet and temple picture to my daddy.
NOVEMBER
october and november are undoubtedly two of my favorite months. november is especially dear to me. thanksgiving is my very favorite holiday. and to honor thanksgiving, november, and everything i have i shall post 30 things that i am most thankful for. (30 days in november get it?) this idea is semi-stolen from hilary's wonderful blog, sorry i'm not too original.
11.01.2010
this is five posts in one.
acutally, i didn't count. it may be more. it may be less. we shall see.
this weekend i:
was hermoine granger to lacey's ron and jenny's harry. (oh trust me, pictures to come.)
i went to the uvu dance with my wizarding friends who got double takes all night as people tried to figure out whether they were girls or prepubecent boys.
dennys and high school kids asking if we just got done trick or treating. pure joy.
sunday was:
my big brothers homecoming! the boy is home from brazil. (post on this to come later...maybe. yes.) i missed him. and apparently so did the rest of the world because they all tried to squeeze into our little house. our house floweth over.
it also was:
HILARY NORTON'S 20TH BIRTHDAY! once again hil, happy birthday my dear! please pour out your two decades of knowledge upon me! ask my mom, i need it.
and then today:
i declared my major. it was frightening. and exhilirating. i'll tell you all about it later.
so it was less...who da thunk.
this weekend i:
was hermoine granger to lacey's ron and jenny's harry. (oh trust me, pictures to come.)
i went to the uvu dance with my wizarding friends who got double takes all night as people tried to figure out whether they were girls or prepubecent boys.
dennys and high school kids asking if we just got done trick or treating. pure joy.
sunday was:
my big brothers homecoming! the boy is home from brazil. (post on this to come later...maybe. yes.) i missed him. and apparently so did the rest of the world because they all tried to squeeze into our little house. our house floweth over.
it also was:
HILARY NORTON'S 20TH BIRTHDAY! once again hil, happy birthday my dear! please pour out your two decades of knowledge upon me! ask my mom, i need it.
and then today:
i declared my major. it was frightening. and exhilirating. i'll tell you all about it later.
so it was less...who da thunk.
10.24.2010
10.17.2010
this i will never understand.
who wants to be groped by a hundred strangers? no one that i know.
crowd surfing, the allure of you will ever ellude me.
crowd surfing, the allure of you will ever ellude me.
10.16.2010
this is how i creep.
i'm a creep. it's been confirmed. i like awkward. in fact i'm in love with it. let me tell you how creepy i am.
i love a certain blog. for my own sake i shall not say which one. now here is the creepy part. i don't know the person who writes it. i only know him from his blog. but i would marry him in a heart beat.
i read his blog religiously. but he only has around 5 followers, so i don't follow cause that would be openly creepy. instead i go to my blog, press some buttons that take me to a blog i follow, that he also follows, click on some more things, and presto, his blog. (and a billion commas apparently.)
i would probably hurry and close my lap top if someone saw me creepily reading his blog...that's not suspicious.
now to just add to my point, my beautiful roommate emily said this to me the other day, "usually pretty girls like you just aren't that creepy." it made my life.
i love a certain blog. for my own sake i shall not say which one. now here is the creepy part. i don't know the person who writes it. i only know him from his blog. but i would marry him in a heart beat.
i read his blog religiously. but he only has around 5 followers, so i don't follow cause that would be openly creepy. instead i go to my blog, press some buttons that take me to a blog i follow, that he also follows, click on some more things, and presto, his blog. (and a billion commas apparently.)
i would probably hurry and close my lap top if someone saw me creepily reading his blog...that's not suspicious.
now to just add to my point, my beautiful roommate emily said this to me the other day, "usually pretty girls like you just aren't that creepy." it made my life.
10.13.2010
this is me.
sometimes i have nothing to say. or i have too much to say so i don't write it all down, cause minimal effort is my best friend.
somedays all i want to do is complain. or be sassy. or scowl at everyone. today i did all three. except i was a scowlin away and some nim-wit looked at me and said "hi." i said "hey." but i said it in a way that clearly conveyed, "hey nim-wit i'm scowling can't you see? don't talk to me."
all the time i am a completely made up of awkwardness. i sit in the general area of the same kid every book of mormon class, and all though i know he knows where he knows me from, and so do i, when we were the only two people at jamba i looked away all awkwardly and pretended not to know him. how do other people talk to people so easily?
some clothes are best for days when you feel like i do today. today i wore my big brothers nice striped american eagle sweater. i look fabulous is all i have to say.
sometime soon i will get congress to pass a bill making all homework illegal, and called black magic or devil worshipping. (would BYU be excluded form the bill cause they're a private insitiution? looks like i have to take this one up with God.)
also i love my mommy.
somedays all i want to do is complain. or be sassy. or scowl at everyone. today i did all three. except i was a scowlin away and some nim-wit looked at me and said "hi." i said "hey." but i said it in a way that clearly conveyed, "hey nim-wit i'm scowling can't you see? don't talk to me."
all the time i am a completely made up of awkwardness. i sit in the general area of the same kid every book of mormon class, and all though i know he knows where he knows me from, and so do i, when we were the only two people at jamba i looked away all awkwardly and pretended not to know him. how do other people talk to people so easily?
some clothes are best for days when you feel like i do today. today i wore my big brothers nice striped american eagle sweater. i look fabulous is all i have to say.
sometime soon i will get congress to pass a bill making all homework illegal, and called black magic or devil worshipping. (would BYU be excluded form the bill cause they're a private insitiution? looks like i have to take this one up with God.)
also i love my mommy.
10.03.2010
9.25.2010
this is the song of the moment.
i have always loved maria mena. but mostly when i was down. this song makes me smile.
i'm a big fan of music sharing. so i share this song and its message with you. this is your push. you have it in you. now get to it!
9.23.2010
this is for you, lady.
we all know why byu is so adamant about keeping their grounds particularly beautiful.
at least i thought we did. my mom found it quite entertaining when i told her the theory, and was sure i should post it on here. so lady, here ya go.
byu is a beautiful campus. well kept in every way. some may ask why. the answer?
it's a scheme my friends. a scam if you will. byu is a meat market. byu knows it is a meat market.
thusly in order to produce a most romantic atmosphere, and for the use of many an engagement picture, byu keeps their grounds spit-span pretty.
that's the theory. take it or leave it.
disclaimer: i have nothing against byu and i quite enjoy the time i spend on campus. i'm just sayin, when you believe in what we believe in...well marriage is a must right? and where else to find the love of your life than in a sea of like-minded people? it's just physics. (or summot.)
at least i thought we did. my mom found it quite entertaining when i told her the theory, and was sure i should post it on here. so lady, here ya go.
byu is a beautiful campus. well kept in every way. some may ask why. the answer?
it's a scheme my friends. a scam if you will. byu is a meat market. byu knows it is a meat market.
thusly in order to produce a most romantic atmosphere, and for the use of many an engagement picture, byu keeps their grounds spit-span pretty.
that's the theory. take it or leave it.
disclaimer: i have nothing against byu and i quite enjoy the time i spend on campus. i'm just sayin, when you believe in what we believe in...well marriage is a must right? and where else to find the love of your life than in a sea of like-minded people? it's just physics. (or summot.)
9.19.2010
this is for you guys.
some people inspire and up lift you every time you see them. i know soo many amazing people. truly. just cause you aren't mentioned in this post means nothing, trust me. there is something about you that i absolutely admire. guarantee it. there will be more shout outs.
but lets here it for the boys.
TRENT HOWARD. i have known the kid since i was 2. we played doctor. he hated it. but i was a bully. we are kinda like family. i've been there watching as he's grown up, and he has never been anything short of stellar. this kid has more love and understanding in one hair then i have in my whole body. he's the kind of person who is just himself and everyone loves him for it. my mom calls him glue. he holds together groups of people that you don't think you would ever see together. his farewell was today (as well as his birthday) and there was such a large variety of people there for him. only trent howard could bring them all together. he is a pillar. strong in the gospel and a light to all.
TAYLOR Dalrymple... obviously i don't know how to spell his last name...but he is a wonderful guy. i've only known him since this summer but i feel like a close friend. taylor has a talent that few completely possess. he is capable of making every single person he talks to feel like the most important, amazing person in the world. he seriously does nothing but uplift. i love it. today was also his farewell. it was beautiful. his testimony radiates so completely. he's had stuff in his life that had to be hard for him. but you'd never know it. he loves absolutely. and he is always, always happy.
DARREN WALKER. what a STUD. i can't even comprehend where to begin with darren. we were never tight, but that never stopped him from being my friend. he is hilarious, sometimes his jokes are super cheesy, but even then it's just funny coming from him. darren recently left to the mtc. but then he had to come back. honorably, for medical reasons. i hung out with him 2 days after, and you can just tell it kills him that he had to come home. i have never met someone who so badly yearned to be on his mission. the kid is amazing. absolutely. he is so kind and honest. and after 3 weeks in the mtc he is so unworldly! it was refreshing to be around. the light he carries with him is truly beautiful.
they are examples of the truly good men you can find in this world.
but lets here it for the boys.
TRENT HOWARD. i have known the kid since i was 2. we played doctor. he hated it. but i was a bully. we are kinda like family. i've been there watching as he's grown up, and he has never been anything short of stellar. this kid has more love and understanding in one hair then i have in my whole body. he's the kind of person who is just himself and everyone loves him for it. my mom calls him glue. he holds together groups of people that you don't think you would ever see together. his farewell was today (as well as his birthday) and there was such a large variety of people there for him. only trent howard could bring them all together. he is a pillar. strong in the gospel and a light to all.
TAYLOR Dalrymple... obviously i don't know how to spell his last name...but he is a wonderful guy. i've only known him since this summer but i feel like a close friend. taylor has a talent that few completely possess. he is capable of making every single person he talks to feel like the most important, amazing person in the world. he seriously does nothing but uplift. i love it. today was also his farewell. it was beautiful. his testimony radiates so completely. he's had stuff in his life that had to be hard for him. but you'd never know it. he loves absolutely. and he is always, always happy.
DARREN WALKER. what a STUD. i can't even comprehend where to begin with darren. we were never tight, but that never stopped him from being my friend. he is hilarious, sometimes his jokes are super cheesy, but even then it's just funny coming from him. darren recently left to the mtc. but then he had to come back. honorably, for medical reasons. i hung out with him 2 days after, and you can just tell it kills him that he had to come home. i have never met someone who so badly yearned to be on his mission. the kid is amazing. absolutely. he is so kind and honest. and after 3 weeks in the mtc he is so unworldly! it was refreshing to be around. the light he carries with him is truly beautiful.
they are examples of the truly good men you can find in this world.
9.18.2010
this is a party.
you know what can make a person infinitely happy?
listen to this song whilst dancing and singing like a crazy.
i've been doing it all day.
(credit where due: i'm pretty much positive i got this song from hilary. hil-thanks for the infinite happiness. love.)
9.17.2010
this is the herbarium.
in the herbarium things are said that when taken out of context sound utterly hilarious.
for example Dr. Johnson said this the other day when reffering to Dr. Welsh's medling in his plants:
"I don't mess with your Astragalus, stay out of my Deliahs!"
oh herbarium. my love for you constantly increases.
for example Dr. Johnson said this the other day when reffering to Dr. Welsh's medling in his plants:
"I don't mess with your Astragalus, stay out of my Deliahs!"
oh herbarium. my love for you constantly increases.
9.16.2010
this is how it goes.
every woman that has ever been has said to themselves at one point in time or another that they must change in order to be beautiful. it's a fact. it's what keeps the earth on its axis.
i bring this up why you may ask?
because, i am the most insecure person i know.
i like to give off that "hey whatever, like i care what you think" vibe. but vibes are easy to fake.
and so is confidence.
my beautiful, amazing sister recommended a book to me called simply If You Eat at the Refrigerator, Pull up a Chair.
this book is meant to be about how dieting doesn't work. apparently that's a fourth law of physics. every diet has an equal and opposite binge. (which i believe. but if a diet works for you and you are fabulous at it then heck! more power to ya!)
what this book taught me that i never thought before was i am a jerk. a complete and utter jerk. oh no, i'm nice to people i meet on the street, and i always try my best to be there for the people who need me, but i am the biggest jerk ever to myself.
girls i want you to do this for me. please recall the last things you said to yourself whilst looking in the mirror. was it something like "hey there gorgeous, you must be lost. you are way too good to even grace this earth with your presence. fly right up to heaven you angel." i'm gonna bet it wasn't. and i'm also gonna bet it went more like this; "oh my! get thee hence satan! you ugly, gross swamp witch what have you done with the body and face i wanted!?"
now pause. rewind what you said to yourself. and think. would you EVER even consider saying that to ANYONE ELSE? and would you take it if someone else said that to you? i wouldn't. i'd bust a cap on up in here. so why do we take it from ourselves? because if we think it must be true? lying to yourself is one of the easist things to do. and if you don't think you are GORGEOUS then you are a liar.
the mere fact that we are woman, and a creation of our Heavenly Father means that we are beautiful. completely. can you judge which of Monet's paintings was the most beautiful? the most accomplished? and if you say one, will everyone else agree on that same one? beauty, art, these things have always been in the eye of the beholder. you are a master piece that God made. and just because you, or someone else does not see the beauty in that piece of work, does not mean it isn't there. compare a piece of modern art to a classic piece. both are beautiful, and it isn't fair to compare them because they don't seem anything alike. same concept for comparing yourselves with others. when you compare yourselves with others you only see their strengths, matched up against your weaknesses. how fair is that? that is not an accurate comparison.
these things have been floating around in my mind. and as i've pondered them i've made myself some promises. first i printed this out. and promised to abide. then i decided that every morning, as i looked in the mirror and was about to tell myself how ugly, fat, and worthless i am i would instead say to that little voice, "shut it. i am NOT listening to you. i am a beautiful daughter of God whose worth is above the price of rubies. (proverbs 31:10) and i will shine today."
now i've been on my soap box for a good hour, it's time to get off and do some homework. but please remeber, you are beautiful. no matter what. as you come to this realization (not that it's something you realize and the next day you are like, "oh hey i have no insecurities or issues". not at all. it will take time.) but as you come to the realization of who you truely are you will begin to shine. you will radiate that truth and beauty. so go forth you beautiful people, and let your light so shine.
www.operationbeautiful.com
i bring this up why you may ask?
because, i am the most insecure person i know.
i like to give off that "hey whatever, like i care what you think" vibe. but vibes are easy to fake.
and so is confidence.
my beautiful, amazing sister recommended a book to me called simply If You Eat at the Refrigerator, Pull up a Chair.
this book is meant to be about how dieting doesn't work. apparently that's a fourth law of physics. every diet has an equal and opposite binge. (which i believe. but if a diet works for you and you are fabulous at it then heck! more power to ya!)
what this book taught me that i never thought before was i am a jerk. a complete and utter jerk. oh no, i'm nice to people i meet on the street, and i always try my best to be there for the people who need me, but i am the biggest jerk ever to myself.
girls i want you to do this for me. please recall the last things you said to yourself whilst looking in the mirror. was it something like "hey there gorgeous, you must be lost. you are way too good to even grace this earth with your presence. fly right up to heaven you angel." i'm gonna bet it wasn't. and i'm also gonna bet it went more like this; "oh my! get thee hence satan! you ugly, gross swamp witch what have you done with the body and face i wanted!?"
now pause. rewind what you said to yourself. and think. would you EVER even consider saying that to ANYONE ELSE? and would you take it if someone else said that to you? i wouldn't. i'd bust a cap on up in here. so why do we take it from ourselves? because if we think it must be true? lying to yourself is one of the easist things to do. and if you don't think you are GORGEOUS then you are a liar.
the mere fact that we are woman, and a creation of our Heavenly Father means that we are beautiful. completely. can you judge which of Monet's paintings was the most beautiful? the most accomplished? and if you say one, will everyone else agree on that same one? beauty, art, these things have always been in the eye of the beholder. you are a master piece that God made. and just because you, or someone else does not see the beauty in that piece of work, does not mean it isn't there. compare a piece of modern art to a classic piece. both are beautiful, and it isn't fair to compare them because they don't seem anything alike. same concept for comparing yourselves with others. when you compare yourselves with others you only see their strengths, matched up against your weaknesses. how fair is that? that is not an accurate comparison.
these things have been floating around in my mind. and as i've pondered them i've made myself some promises. first i printed this out. and promised to abide. then i decided that every morning, as i looked in the mirror and was about to tell myself how ugly, fat, and worthless i am i would instead say to that little voice, "shut it. i am NOT listening to you. i am a beautiful daughter of God whose worth is above the price of rubies. (proverbs 31:10) and i will shine today."
now i've been on my soap box for a good hour, it's time to get off and do some homework. but please remeber, you are beautiful. no matter what. as you come to this realization (not that it's something you realize and the next day you are like, "oh hey i have no insecurities or issues". not at all. it will take time.) but as you come to the realization of who you truely are you will begin to shine. you will radiate that truth and beauty. so go forth you beautiful people, and let your light so shine.
www.operationbeautiful.com
9.09.2010
this is an ode.
it's here.
I felt it today as I stepped out of my apartment door. The first wiff of it came to my nostrils as I jay walked across Canyon Rd.
And then.....I stepped on a crunchy leaf.
Fall. The word should be said revrently. With much awe and love.
Winter, don't get me wrong, I love you too. But there is something about fall...
Everything changes. The smells, the weather, the styles, the foods. And it keeps you on your toes because not a one of us can be sure what is around the corner.
Fall is a mystery. A combination of change and beauty. In a world where we don't associate change with anything good, let alone beautiful, Fall is lovely contridiction.
I felt it today as I stepped out of my apartment door. The first wiff of it came to my nostrils as I jay walked across Canyon Rd.
And then.....I stepped on a crunchy leaf.
Fall. The word should be said revrently. With much awe and love.
Winter, don't get me wrong, I love you too. But there is something about fall...
Everything changes. The smells, the weather, the styles, the foods. And it keeps you on your toes because not a one of us can be sure what is around the corner.
Fall is a mystery. A combination of change and beauty. In a world where we don't associate change with anything good, let alone beautiful, Fall is lovely contridiction.
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