My Brother, My Hero

My older brother Bradley has been serving a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints for the last 22 months. He is currently serving in the San Jose, Costa Rica mission. My brother absolutely loves it. He loves the members and teaching the people about Jesus Christ. He has a positive attitude and is such a hard worker. Bradley is a great example to me and he makes me want to do better and become a better person. My brother is amazing!


As I reflect back on my childhood and my teenage years that I spent with my brother, I remember all the years we spent together. I remember the good times and all the fun we had. Don't get me wrong, my brother could be a punk to me sometimes but he also was my best friend.

I remember when we were little we would play outside together, play video games, and have late night TV watching time. I would also play card or board games with him but those weren't as fun because he would ALWAYS win, I would just hope to get second place. A funny experience I remember happening was when I was about 6 or 7. My brother told me to come out in the garage with him. He had a handheld rake and shovel. He told me that if we picked at the cement and broke off pieces along the cracks, it would make the edges sparkle. When our mom found us some time later, the garage no longer had straight lines in the cement, but dents taken out all over the ground. Not my brother's best idea.


But boy do I miss him. Bradley is two years older than me and a big part of my life. It was hard for me when he left for college and also when he left to Costa Rica. However, I knew that he was doing the right thing by going on a mission. I am so glad that he gets to send us emails weekly. We get to read about how he is doing and what is going on in the area he is serving. Missionaries also get to call home on Mother's Day and Christmas. It was so great to hear my brother's voice this last Christmas, he definitely has a Spanish accent went he talks.

Now he has two months left in his mission and let me tell you, I can hardly wait! On one hand these past two years seemed like they went on for forever and on the other, they seemed to fly by. It's crazy that two years has gone by. Two years ago I was 17 and a junior in high school. Now I am 19 and a freshman in college! I cannot wait for him to join me at BYU. I don't have any siblings here with me so it will be fun to have him come here. He better not find a girlfriend right off the bat though... I want to spend time with him for a while first! Fingers crossed!

I love you Elder Montierth, I'll see you in two months. March 29th!

Just a couple pictures from his mission....

Rice and Beans... what he eats basically everyday

This picture makes me grateful that I live in America

This one too

The Nerve!

My roommate Katherine is great! I went to BYU by myself and chose a roommate at random. Katherine and I got put together along with my four other amazing roommates. Katherine is from Lindon, Utah. She is friends with basically everyone. I remember at the very beginning of last semester we would be walking somewhere and she saw so many people that she knew I stoped counting. I learned to stop counting. An "everyone and their dog" phase is certainly applicable with her. Everyone just loves Katherine!  She has some great qualities as you can guess, HOWEVER..... Katherine had a problem, and that problem finds itself in many girl's lives. That problem involved guys, boys, men, whatever you want to call them. Katherine's problem was not perceiving him as he truly is.

His name will remain anonymous for his safety from being sought out in the night; I will call him Player Peter.

No one saw Player Peter's audacity coming. The two seemed perfect for each other. My other roommates and I kept saying a couple more months and there would be a rock on her finger. They would talk on the phone almost every night and spend a considerable amount of time together, despite him living some distance away.

Player Peter is extremely good at what he does. He took her on dates, made her feel special, was a gentleman in every way, and sealed his whole show with a kiss. This is not Katherine's fault, unfortunately girls can fall to guys' secret weapon.... their charm.  It can seriously be frustrating if you know what I mean!  

So what did Player Peter do? Led. Her. On. He pulled out all the stops and then said the "I like you a lot but I'm not sure if I like you enough to have a serious relationship with you.... blah blah blah!" PLAYER! You have committed a serious offense, stealing a girl's heart and crushing it in the palm of your hand. Player Peter you have some nerve! You don't do what you did to Katherine and think you can get away with it. You mess with Katherine you have to go through me. Just because I am small doesn't mean I can't totally dominate you. Looks can be deceiving.

Girls, I am putting out a warning. Do not date Player Peter! He is about yea tall and has a charming personality. If you see him, please contact me ASAP.

Katherine, don't worry. There are other fish in the sea. He is definitely a bottom feeder.....
I love you Katherine! <3 

 

Getting Started

Well, this is big news. I have started a blog. I never thought I would make one, but here I am starting my first blog post!

Going to BYU for college in Utah has been a great experience for me. I have meet so many new people and learned so much about growing up. While in my second semester of college, I have learned that growing up and college is not all fun. Housing payments, cooking food/buying groceries, and being responsible for grades while not having parents there to be the iron fist with the result of exceeding procrastination are all a part of my everyday life.

However, college does have its exciting and enjoyable moments. I have gone out on dates, hung out with my roommates, gone to midnight premieres (Sherlock Holmes, LOVE!), and just living up the college experience. I do have two very unforgettable instances which I will share with you.

Last Saturday, my roommates were cooking breakfast for one of our FHE brothers (this is a dorm of guys that is paired up with our dorm) because of an instance that involved sticky notes, a truck, and the rain the night before. While one of my roommates Danielle was cooking the bacon, some of the grease accidentally became too familiar with the flame, and WAH-LA! a grease fire was born. The whole burner was shooting out flames. All six of us girls were screaming with the uncertainty of what to do. A couple seconds later, when the initial shock was gone, Savannah tried to cover the flames with a pan, but to no avail, the flames were still present. That is when Nicole got the amazing idea to get the fire extinguisher. With Danielle pulling the pin, me holding the hose, and Nicole spraying, the fire was finally extinguished. The whole experience lasting about a minute (or a seemingly eternity). Immediately after, all of us starting laughing hysterically while evacuating the kitchen. Our screaming had attracted some of the neighbors and our epic tale got told again and again and again!

Our Kitchen from just one squirt of the fire extinguisher.
A lot of food was ruined and the dust went everywhere!

Nicole and Danielle

Later that day, after all the excitement had worn off and the kitchen was back to normal,  I decided to do the dishes. When it was time to pour the detergent into the dishwasher, I noticed that the detergent had been used and only the box was left. I began searching to see if we owned any other detergent. I saw a bottle of liquid detergent. I had used some at my home before so I thought that this stuff was the same.

After pouring it in, I went on the couch to watch TV. A while later, I glanced over at the dishwasher and did a double take. There were bubbles spilling out of the dishwasher and onto the floor! All I could do at the moment was laugh. Of course this would happen to me today. This was the day of epic disaster. I quickly wiped up all of the bubbles and opened the dishwasher. There were bubbles everywhere! I proceeded to scoop them up with my hands. After the mess was cleaned up on the outside and some on the inside, I went to tell Savannah and our neighbor Julayne what had happen. After inspecting which bottle of detergent I had used, I was informed that I had used the wrong kind and too much of the soap. Man I felt sheepish. The things I learn at college.  

Julayne and Savannah having fun with the bubbles