Hotlanta Thanksgiving

I've spent the past week soaking up warm weather, sleeping in until noon, watching at least one movie a day, getting to know my roommies hometown, shopping, going to the lake, avoiding any and all homework, and hitting up all of my favorite southern restaurants. Plus, I got an incredible southern Thanksgiving meal. 

What a better way to end the trip than Waffle House?

And the cold weather is rollin in

To begin this blog post, I will start by telling a funny little story from Friday monring. Jordie and I volunteer up in Heber at a hospital and we often do some PR work for them. This week we were handing out flyers to businesses. It involved a lot of getting in and out of the car, which is of course tedious and about half way through we found ourselves at a bank. We hoped out of the car, but this time...Jordan locked her keys in the car. We sat there laughing, not knowing what to do. So we asked the people working at the bank what we should do and we ended up calling the cops. Not one, but two cops showed up to our rescue. Jordan's car proved difficult to open and it took forever to finally pry the actual keys out of the car. Lucky for us, the cops were hilarious and we spent the whole time making fun of each other.

On another note, dinner group is over. Sad day. I think I'll end up eating out until the end of the semester because I'm so used to not cooking for myself. 

And on a third note, here is The Pent. I love my roomies. They stay up waaay too late with me and go to J-dawgs at noon in their pj's with me, and laugh about nothing with me. 

p.s.-Surprise! I have bangs. It was time for a change. 

Please, remember me, fondly

This song is tender and beautiful. Anything by Sam Beam is incredible. Plus, he has an awesome beard. 

So please remember me, finally
And all my uphill clawing
My dear, but if I make the Pearly Gates
I'll do my best to make a drawing

Of God and Lucifer, a boy and girl
An angel kissin' on a sinner

The sorting hat

As an avid Harry Potter fan, I got super excited when I found out we were writing Harry Potter stories for the paper.

In the midst of the craziness that is writing for the DU, I had an idea and pitched it to my editor. Luckily, she is also a huge Harry Potter fan. Thus, I became the sorting hat of BYU.

For weeks leading up to my article I would start discussions with friends and we would get into arguments about which major belongs in which house. I had to cut the article down quite a bit, but here it is:
Sorting houses into Majors

It still holds the most popular spot on the website. And getting Facebook messages from random people and texts from friends just makes me love being a journalism major even more. And it shows just how much Harry Potter has creeped its way into our lives.

100

This is my little blogs 100th post. Naturally, I have to do something exciting.
I could tell you 100 things about myself or 100 things I'm grateful for. But, 100 is a really big number. So I'm just going to write until I get tired, which will probably be after item 10.

Here are some of the best feelings in the world:
1. Driving on a summer night with the windows down listening to some good tunes.
2. Seeing family or friends after a really long time.
3. Traveling to a new country or city and experiencing the thrill of exploring.
4. Waking up on a Saturday morning and lounging around.
5. Accomplishing something.
6. Making a difference.
7. Attending a concert of one of your favorite artists.
8. Going to a sporting event and having your team win in overtime.
9. Walking on the beach barefoot.
10. Sitting on a dock.
11. When people remember your birthday without Facebook.
12. Sitting on a cliff overlooking mountains or a city.
13. Drinking a Jones soda and sitting in the grass.
14. Snow days.
15. Watching a perfect sunset.

10:36 and I'm ready for bed

On cold, wet days where my nose won't stop running and I'm ready for bed at an embarrassingly early hour, this makes me feel better:

Halloween half and some pigs in a blanket

Growing up, Halloween was always a big deal at my house. It is my mom's birthday so she would make treats and her famous dip and we would invite everyone over. My siblings, friends, and I would show up after trick or treating with pillow cases full of candy. And in the weeks leading up to Halloween we would drive around Arkansas and Missouri in search of the best and scariest haunted houses/corn mazes/caves/islands. 

Here at school, it's hard to top those Halloweens. But Halloween is more of a kid holiday anyways, and I'm lucky to have the memories. 

Here's a snapshot of Halloween this year. It consists of me being a legit reporter/photographer at the half marathon and my roomies and I dressing up as pigs in a blanket and cheetah girls.