Wednesday, November 24, 2010


So this stupid white stuff started out as magical but now its just making me mad. It's ruining everyone's travel plans, and making everything really dangerous for everyone. Alas....I tried to embrace it. I've been an only child for the last few days living at my Grandparents, so I decided to be productive (only children usually aren't productive? I wasn't saying that I just didn't know how to intro into this topic) to venture outside into the cold to see what all the fuss was about.

Mr. Tumnus I am waiting but you are not coming

Now what? I should quit taking pictures of myself. I don't want to turn into that person. Seriously.

Saturday, November 20, 2010


I'm sitting in bed right now, and it is silent. I've come to learn that snow brings silence. You can step outside your front door and if it is snowing the world is quiet. No noises, just soft sounds of snowing gently hitting the ground. It's a sound I've come to adore.Now I sit in bed listening to Christmas music. Holidays, I love you. I want to jump on the Polar Express right this very second to go see Santa (and of course have hot chocolate).
Polar Express just for Lex, Tom Hanks here I come!

Monday, November 15, 2010

Sunday and LIfe

I do love Sundays. I love that I get to sleep in, I love that I get to see all the cute boys who are in my ward, I love that all the cute boys are my FHE brothers and home teachers. (yes pulease, and thank you)

We usually end up making delicious baked goods that I definitely do not need to eat, but excuse me if I don't like being rude and denying my roomates of their kind deeds. Seriously, cmon now.

I have been sick this past week and have missed a lot of class. (crap) So now I get to live at school this week before break. Yay?

My roomate is the sports coordinator for the ward, and so being the fantastic roomate that I am, I joined a copius amount (do you think I'm smart for using that word? I spelt it wrong? Dangit!) of teams; far more than I should have, just or the sake of not forfeiting.

I play futsal (indoor soccer), volleyball, and battleship (extremely fun game played in the school's pool using canoes.)

Point A: I am not good at playing sports.
Point B: I am especially terrible at futsal, and I guarantee to entertain you if you watch me. I blocked 3 goals that my OWN teammates were trying to shoot. I just think it's fun to block balls, stand in the way, and play in other people's feet as they dribble. Sue me. ( is that the right sue or is there another one?...soo me...seww me...please lexi, seww me? We're not making costumes here.)

This is all done in the name of trying to be a supportive roommate. I think I'll be doing others a favor if I just allow our team to forfeit. At least we'd go out with some dignity. I mean, not that I don't love wearing the awesome hart workout attire, and making a fool of myself all at the same time. Please, that has nothing to do with. But seriously, please don't make me play again...

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Terribly Boring

Sometimes people call me a hippie. Sometimes I think I'm ok with it and sometimes not. I've been thinking about what it is I want in life as far as "living" goes. 

I'm ok with no t.v.

I'm ok with making my foods from scratch because I know what goes into it.

I'm ok with living very simply, because a simple life to me is a happy one.

I'm ok with buying eggs from cage-less chicken farms, because I think they have a right to spread their wings too.

I'm ok with being barefoot!

I'm ok with living in the country, and I will love it.

I'm ok with breathing in the good and exhaling the bad.

I'm ok with having ten babies. Please.

I'm ok with the fact I'll be the coolest mom who will plays with her kids, and makes them venture outside with her.

I'm ok with the fact that I want to live in a wooden cabin, with roaring fires in each room.

I'm ok with the fact, that I'll be content reading a million books, and that I love childrens books more than adults.

I'm ok with the fact that I live with 5 girls and that this is only a short period of my life.

I'm ok with the fact that I like building forts with twinkle lights.

I'm ok with the fact that I've changed more this year than I ever have before and I'm realizing who I really am. 

I'm ok with the reality that life is changing in unknown directions.