My New Little Buddy, 6400 miles, one scratched eyeball, and President Uchtdorf

Here goes.....literally....that's what has been happening over the past 3 months, go go go. I seem to be picking up the pace when it comes to travel over the past little while. About 2 weeks ago I got back to Texas from a 5 week trip covering Missouri, Utah, and Oregon...by car...with just me. A week after I flew back from Norway, after all the trips there, I was off again on several more trips. I first went to Missouri to see my Mom and attend the infamous 10 year high school reunion, which was, for lack of a better word, kinda weird. I came to the conclusion that the $30 entrance fee for the reunion was basically for the alcohol that everyone ELSE was consuming....so I accidentally paid for everyone to drink liquids I am against. Ooops. The reunion itself was low-key and overall wasn't worth going to, but I caught up with about 3 people that I was friends with growing up. I haven't yet decided if it was worth going to, but it's all said and done now. At least I got to go to Missouri and have my Mom take care of me and feed me for a week. :)

Next up. Portland, OR, by way of Utah. I got to stop in Utah for a few days before I headed up to Portland to see my sister. By the time I got to Salt Lake, my left eye was swollen and drippy from the scratch on my cornea that I did to myself a few days prior when there was a piece of something on my contact when I put it in my eye. Word to the wise....do NOT give yourself a scratch on your eyeball....they don't feel nice. Incredible light sensitivity occurs and if you drive all day in the bright sunshine, you can bet you've got what looks to be a shiner by the time you get to your destination. Maybe I exaggerate just a tad, but seriously, I couldn't sleep all night because of my swollen watery eye. So, aside from my shiner, I saw my very pregnant sister-in-law, two brothers, and some more family. I also got to go to my favorite burrito place....ooooh, and Gandolfos....oooh, and Noodles. Oh man, Utah's got the goods.

Macaroni and cheese made to perfection. Oh man. MMMMMM.


After a few days of wearing my stupid glasses (that's what I call them because I hate wearing glasses), I went "one-eyed" and only wore one of my contacts. That's an adventure in and of itself. A word to the wiser than me...don't do that either. Although faced with the alternative, I would do it again.

Anyways, off to Oregon to see my sister and my cute little nephew....who is already 4!! I got to be there for his 4th birthday party and set up his pinata and eat really good cake. Who wouldn't want to go to a 4 year old birthday party???? They are so fun! After the party, I basically just hung out around the house and was a bum for the week. Good times. My sister Jessica always has things for me to do, so I really don't get bored. She will forever be my older sister, the boss, and the best sister you could ask for. It was sad to leave, but I had to go back to Utah to wait for a new little nephew to be born.

Rocky Charles Taylor!!!

My new buddy and me.

While in Utah I made my very first "purbag." I hate the term "purse" (it's too girly) and so my new "bag" was termed the purbag. It's awesome. I bummed around with my sister-in-law and had fun for about 10 days and then my new nephew came. Rocky Charles Taylor was born on September 2nd late in the night and he's my new little buddy. I am a proud aunt once again! He was named Rocky because my family is cool, Charles because it's my dad's middle name and his initials are the same as my Dad's. He's a "stone cold pimp" as my brother likes to refer to him as. I wish I could have stayed longer and held him a bit more, but I had to be back in Texas for the BYU football game. I ended the trip putting 6400 miles on my car. Oh another word to the wiser than me....don't drive all day and all night by yourself from Utah to Texas. You will feel a bit groggy in the morning.


The Purbag. I am crafty now, and somewhat domestic.

BYU won against OU and the game was great! I watched it in Denton at the LDS institute building there with the singles ward. My friend Shannon and I were determined to stand up and shout the cougar fight song when they scored...so we did....all alone. We had overestimated the amount of BYU alumni in the room and thought some people would join in with us, but we stood up and sang alone. A little embarrasing?? Yes....but we did it again after they won. :)

Next on the docket....the regional Young Single Adult conference held at my ward over this past weekend. We hit the mormon jackpot and had President Uchtdorf come and give a fireside for us on Sunday. The whole weekend was full of good people, fun, food, and a healthy dose of the Spirit. There were 1700 of us in the building....which exceeded fire code and we had to get a fireman to be on duty while it lasted....and President Uchtdorf and his wife were fabulous! We basically got a mini general conference shrunk into a little over an hour geared toward the young single adults. The day was nothing short of phenomenal. I even got to shake his hand. First apostle/prophet whose hand I've gotten to shake. :D What a great time to be on earth when we can be led by prophets!!!

So, that's been my last little while. It's been full of great things all around. In two weeks I head back to Norway for my next set of adventures. I don't think they'll be quite as fast paced as my last little while. It's time to actually do some school work now. Bummer.

Hurtigruten and Home

I have had so much to write about that I didn't want to do it because I knew it would take too long, but seeing as how I don't have a job and my life is more on the leisurely side....well, I really have no excuse. Here goes. In July, before I came home to the States, I went on an ABSOLUTELY AMAZINGLY BEAUTIFUL cruise up and down the Norwegian coastline. My aunt flew from Utah to Norway and took me on it. So for 12 fabulous days, off the deck of a ship and various jaunts on land at the ports we stopped at, we viewed probably some of the more beautiful sites of this great big earth. The cruise ship is a "working" ship that carries mail and supplies to a bunch of ports along the coast, therefore, we stopped every few hours and looked at different little towns. We took excursions at some ports and were picked up at the next ports after driving on land in buses. The pictures that follow don't do justice to the sheer beauty of what is actually there. We also got to see the midnight sun....the sun never sets up above the Arctic Circle for about 6 weeks out of the summer, which means you can see the sun throughout the night and day. It is quite upsetting to your internal clock because you never know really what time it is and when you should go to bed. Anyways, here are some pictures to let you know what some parts of it looked like.
look at the HUGE sun!!!




The Atlantic Road


Midnight Sun

Cod drying on racks.

There are a ton more pictures, but I just don't want to take the time out of my busy schedule...ha ha...to put them in. Computers aren't my favorite things to sit in front of for hours.

About a week after the cruise I flew home to Texas and then a week after that drove to my Mom's in Missouri. Next week is the long drive up to Oregon to see my sister...and then to Utah to see my brother and sister-in-law and the soon-to-be new nephew. :) Rocky will be his name! I am quite nomadic these days. Maybe I'll show up on your doorstep, maybe I won't. All I need is an invite and a few bucks to fill up the gas tank.....well, fill it up over and over and over. I am very happy to be back home in the States. Norway might be nice, but there's no place like home. I'm a true blue American through and through.

As for an update on school and such. My next class isn't until October, so I won't be going back to Norway until then. I will be officially finished at the end of April....after the thesis is all done....eeeeek. Then it's home for good....as far as I can tell. My life changes quickly and I'm always ready for another adventure. I hope everyone is doing great and even if you're not doing great, just stay positive. There's always a plus side.

Glass Door

Yesterday I went to stake conference in Oslo via train and subway. I got to Oslo on the train and was doing just fine and then I had to switch to the subway for the rest of the journey. After I read on one of the electronic boards as to where the trains go, I turned to go down the big corridor and SMACK!!!! I ran right into a sliding glass door. I turned and immediately started laughing, especially when I realized there was some guy watching as I did my little stunt. How embarrassing. I mean, you always hear about people doing this and see it on funny shows, but when you actually see it, or do it yourself, you feel the full stupidity rush at you like a ton o' bricks. So classic!!! I wish you all could've seen me. Then, as I was sitting on the subway I kept having little bursts of laughter whenever I thought of my incident, which I am sure the other passengers enjoyed. I've been having some shiny moments lately, this is just one.

Hail to the Queen

This post is being written in June, but to be posted later. I'll explain.....So, I wanted to go to London and so I did....unbeknownst to most of my family and friends. For some reason, I like to keep things secrets, and that happens to be one thing I'm really good at (thanks Dad), so this was a secret. I didn't want to hear about how much I can't afford to go and I didn't want to tell the same thing over and over....ergo, I didn't tell a bunch of people. that's why you are reading this post a little bit (a lot) later than the trip happened. Another reason for secrecy is because I wanted to get my step-mom a present from London for Christmas and surprise her with it. She served a church mission there and so I thought it would be nice for her to have something from there. Dual purpose secrecy.

So, London was great!! I was able to fine tune my British accents, which is something that is near and dear to my heart....as many know. I got to see lots of sights and I took a few pictures to note the occasion. The first two days were spent at the temple and the next 4 were spent in central London among all the mayhem. London is a BUSY place. My personal opinion is that it is a mix between DC and New York City. Basically it's just another really big city, only very very old...with buildings dating back to the 1300s or something. I went to the Shakespeare Globe theatre and saw an authentic style Shakespeare play, which was actually the highlight of the trip. It was FABULOUS. We also went to see Wicked, which was also great. All we did for 4-5 days straight was walk and walk and walk. Oh, forgot to mention that I went with my Norwegian friend from church and stayed at her friend's place in London. Overall, it was a pretty cheap trip, so I don't want to hear anything about how I'm a student and can't afford such things. Who goes to Europe and doesn't travel a little??? Also, I had a goal of going to England at least when I'm here, so I fulfilled my goal. Unfortunately now that I have gone to England, now I want to go to lots of other places. Anyways, here are some pics, only my favorites are included. :) Ask to see more. My personal favorite pictures are the ones of the signs. Classic.




I hope you enjoyed this, I certainly did.

We also figured out the London bus system....which is NO SMALL FEAT. We took the bus everywhere.....as did everyone else. I want to go again so I can see more.

It just so happens that President Uchtdorf and Elder Anderson (and some other general authorities) were there for the UK and Ireland regional conference, so I got to hear them while I was there. Pretty sweet!

I'm a lucky duck.

My mom would be so proud!

This post is dedicated to my MOM because she always wants me to try new foods. I would like to tell her that I ate MOOSE. Yes, her favorite collectible. She has moose everywhere around her house, from on pillows, figurines, to a singing christmas moose head. She loves her mooses. Well, last week I went to Sweden with school and walked and walked and walked around the woods counting piles of moose poop for a study on the population of moose in the area. On my second night there, we had moose for dinner....and it was GOOD!!! I didn't know it was moose until after I ate it, I thought it was just a special meatloaf we were eating, but after I found out it was moose, I went back for seconds because it was so yummy. Moose is eaten tons more here than in the States, by the way, but I hadn't had it before then....oh but maybe I had. Another time I was in Sweden with school we ate moose sausage...it wasn't as tasty, but everyone else liked it. Anyways, that is my adventure with counting moose droppings and eating moose (not eating their droppings....sick!) OH...one other thing. We had a little tutorial before we went out to count the piles to teach us how to tell the difference between fresh and old piles....and also what other animal droppings looked like. The place we were staying is a youth hostel in the middle of the woods and we were learning what all these droppings looked like. We had samples of them on the dining tables in the hostel. Yes, there was poop spread all over the tables...where we eat (it was dry and old). I feel sorry for the other occupants who noticed this. :) We wiped off the tables quite good before eating, don't worry. I told one of my friends that one subject that is talked about quite often in my program is moose poop and he laughed maybe thinking I was kidding....well, I wasn't kidding. :) It's true.

Did you say "paste"?

I hereby have a new favorite thing that a friend accidentally said. We were walking along and we had to hurry a little bit and he said "we have to pick up the paste". I asked if he really said paste instead of pace because I thought I heard wrong...but no, he said paste. HA HA HA HA. All I could think of was picking up a new bottle of Elmers. :)

A Dedication to the Bathroom and a Bucket Update

I keep forgetting to mention a little piece of bliss that I enjoy most weekends. When I go to peoples' houses on the weekend there is one thing that makes me a very happy girl when I get up in the morning. Many of the houses here have heated bathroom floors. What joy I feel when I step off of the cold unwelcoming floor with my chilly toes onto a nice toasty one in the bathroom! An unlikely place, you might say?? Oh no, not in Norway! When I "grow up" I want a heated bathroom floor too.

Aside from the amazing warm bathroom floors, I have an update on the bucket situation previously written about. I stayed at the house that doesn't have an indoor toilet and they, INDEED, had a bucket for inside use. :D They mainly prepare the bucket for night-time use so you don't have to wander outside in the middle of the night to the outhouse and fall, perhaps breaking bones, peeing your pants, or getting eaten by the moose. :) Gotta love it. I, however, could not bring myself to use the bucket. I am ok with outhouses and the woods, but I just couldn't do the bucket for some reason....call me a city-girl, call me a wuss, or whatever you want, but the bucket was an impossibility. I held it all the way to church in the morning so I could use a toilet. (to clarify....I did not hold the bucket....I waited to pee until I got to church) :) Oh man, I could never make it in the old days.