Wednesday, October 29, 2008 my own special way

My eight year old niece created her own tag just for me, and because I love her I obliged.

1.WHAT TIME DO YOU USUALLY WAKE UP? 7:15, at least that is what my alarm is set to
4.WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SONG? I don't really have one
5.WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE TYPE OF MUSIC?I don't really have one of these either
8.WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NAME FOR A BOY? I like my brothers' names actually
9.WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BREAKFAST? I like omelets from IHOP, a chicken one to be exact
10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT/CLASS IN SCHOOL? In HS I liked math, dance & aerobics


1.WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO GO/BE/SEE IN THE WORLD? That I have been to, Lake Powell, that I want to go to, Italy or Spain

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Sister Missionaries

Tonight I went on splits with the sister missionaries. It was awesome. Sometimes I really miss being a missionary.

It is one of the coolest feelings in the world to run into a random stranger on the street and discuss the restoration of the fullness of the gospel of Jesus Christ as cars whiz past you and other fellow street goers give you the evil eye.

After a few minutes of talking with them, you have worked your way through several important points until you hit the story of Joseph Smith and the first vision. Then BAM, the spirit floods your surroundings. The noise from the cars all but disappears and the only thing you can feel is an overwhelming calm. You get it, and you know they are really getting it too. From a simple experience like that, millions of lives change. That is something truly incredible.

Tonight I heard a 20 something year old girl from Seattle realize, and voice out loud for the first time, that she knows Joesph Smith was called as a prophet of God to restore the church of Jesus Christ to the earth, and that everything she had learned from the sisters so far was true...even though her dad told her never to speak to him again if she goes along with it. Cool, huh?

Monday, October 20, 2008

My Exciting News

Today I had an appointment with my adviser at school. I wanted to find out what classes I need to take next semester in order to FINALLY graduate. I mean, I am 24. It's about time I am done with least for now.

Anyway, as she looked up my status she said, "Hanna, you are going to kill me."

She then went on to tell me that they had recently changed the requirements in my department. There were 3 classes that we no longer needed, 2 of which I already took. That left me with ONE class to take next semester, but who wants to drive one hour 3 times a week for ONE class. She then informed me that the two extra ones I took would cancel out (substitute) the one I was missing. WOOT! WOOT!

So, that means I AM DONE! This December I graduate with a bachelor's degree in Communication, emphasis in Journalism, and away I go. I am so excited, but now I'm not sure what to do with my life! Real world, here I come...I guess...

Sunday, October 19, 2008

6 Quirks I Call Home

Alright Doretha, here are 6 of my many quirks.

1. I am picky when it comes to cleaning...particularly dust and water spots. I wash faucets, the glass door on the shower, our black appliances, etc. over and over trying to get rid of water spots that I know will never go away. I hate them.

2. I spell things with my fingers. I don't know why I do this, but when people talk to me or I am watching something on TV or a movie, I spell out what they are saying. It drives Cody crazy because my pointer finger is always wiggling. Its pretty weird, but I just can't stop doing it.

3. I am obsessed with the internet.

4. I can sleep anytime, anywhere during the day, but once the sun sets my internal sleeping clock shuts off and I become wide awake. No matter what I do, this never changes. I am often forced to drug myself in order to get a little timely shut-eye.

5. No matter what, once I find something I like at a restaurant I will never order a different thing from there again. I get too scared that something new won't be worth my time.

6. I love knowing things about people, places, events, etc. before everyone else. It is sad, and true, that I love gossip. Cody calls me on this all the time, but I am seriously intrigued by the on-goings of others lives. It is sort of pathetic. I think that is why I love being a journalist, I get to know about almost everything first.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

The Offended v. The Offender

On Saturday Cody and I headed to the church to accompany the CTR 6 class during their primary program practice (that is our new calling as of a month ago). While we were waiting for the music to start and people to get situated, I heard the music leader mention the name of my mother's company. My ears immediately perked up. He then began to mimic a conversation that he had with the horrible woman that owned the company (my wonderful mother). He even did her voice as an evil witch, then went on to say how she got what she deserved anyway because she lost her business (which is not true at all) and everything went into foreclosure...smirking the whole time. Not cool.

And you must keep in mind that while he was saying this 5-10 minute shpeal I was sitting less than 10 feet away.

I looked over at Cody, he could sense my annoyance. I debated whether or not to say something right then. You know, call him on it. Put him in his place for being such a jerk and for talking so badly about someone, LET ALONE MY OWN MOTHER, in the chapel. But, Cody advised me not too, and he was right. Sometimes (most of the time) it is better to just keep your mouth shut, at least until you are calm. I have seen a lot of people ruin relationships that way. Plus, our 6 year old class was close by and what kind of example would I have been? And, why stoop to his level? He just looked idiotic/pathetic talking that way about another human being.

A few minutes later I noticed Cody across the room talking to him. My nice and supportive husband had my feelings and those of my mom in mind as he told the man that his words were not only untrue but personally offensive considering that she was his mother-in-law. He did it in a very rational and respectful, but honest way. I was proud of him and glad.

After that I became the center of this man's world. haha. Okay, not really. But he did all of a sudden become extremely nice (he even moved the song charts right in front of me so I could have the best view, and constantly asked me if things were okay or if I needed anything). He was so nice, as a matter of fact, that I am now afraid to make eye contact with him, because I know if I do he'll feel the need to talk and/or help me. At least he feels repentant.

It did hurt my feelings to hear someone say such things about someone I love. I wonder how God feels when we do the same? I guess that is a silly question. Of course he wouldn't like it. But it really opened my eyes to watching my words and actions. You never know who you are hurting. I am sure I do things like this all the time, so I can't hold it against him. I even let him be over the top nice, because I know that is his way of making it right. So I grant him the opportunity.

Friday, October 10, 2008

We Are The Champions

Well, this whole week we have been playing in a Provo city league softball tournament. Now, as some of you may know, in the regular season we were 2 for 7. haha.

BUT, I must say we redeemed ourselves last night when we won THE CHAMPIONSHIP GAME!

Here is a picture of the team for your viewing pleasure. Note the scoreboard (15-4)...and yes, I am flexing.

Monday, October 6, 2008

Conference Weekend

I had a great weekend (minus the car key incident I noted earlier). I spent most of my time sleeping, eating delicious food, watching movies and hanging out with family. I don't think I have gotten THAT much sleep on a weekend since I was in high school. One day I think I took 3 naps...that can't be too healthy, but I felt great.

The highlight (besides all of my cute nieces), however, was conference. I must admit, I am a conference nerd. I love it. While everyone was talking, playing picture games on paper or eating, I was taking notes. Okay, Okay, I did also fall asleep for two of the talks, but who doesn't on occasion?

I had a few one-liners that I really liked:

"Come what may, and love it."


"Faith is a decision."

I also cried like a little baby, no offense to you babies out there, when the story about the deaf girl and the boy in the wheelchair was told. I am a tough girl, and I don't cry easily, until it comes to things related to Christ. That is when my defenses break down and the tears flow freely. Whenever this happens Cody just stares in awe. haha. I just can't help myself, it is just too close to my heart.

I also was intrigued by Elder Perry's talk, the ides of food storage and being prepared. It is something that has been weighing on not only my mind, but Cody's too. I heard that we should have a 90 day food supply by February. So I decided that all I want for Christmas is food storage (and maybe a new outfit). How dorky am I. Very.

Well, that is all for now. I would go on and into more detail, but I have to go to class.

Car Keys

On Friday I was so excited to be done with school and work and head off to Idaho for the weekend. As I packed up my desk, turned off my computer, grabbed my purse then headed for the car I noticed that my keys were annoying. I have a knack for losing EVERYTHING.

After desperately calling/checking everywhere I could think of the find my keys, I decided to head back to campus and retrace my steps believing that I may have left them in one of my classes. 45 minutes later I was still empty handed. I almost broke down. The worst part is, I had left my cell phone in my neighbors car the night before, so I didn't have an immediate way to call anyone for help. Why do I lose everything? I promise I am not a stupid person, just absentminded.

I finally used a free phone on campus and explained to Cody that I would need him to drive the 30 minutes or more from our home to the school (during rush hour) because I had lost my keys...again. He was not thrilled, and I felt like an idiot.

I then set out on my trek back to work, stopping at various places in hope of finding someone who had my keys, or knew where they were. No luck. When I got back to my office, to my surprise, they were sitting on top of my keyboard on my desk. I almost cried.

I hurried to call Cody and stop him from coming the whole distance, then headed home. Since everyone in the office had gone home, I'm not sure how my keys got there. I don't think I am THAT unobservant, but I still haven't found the person who did it...and I don't really care. I am just glad they did.