The Locker Catastrophe

Yes my friends, this is my locker. There are three of us in this small, grey locker. The funny thing is, we are all generally neat and tidy people. The thing is,when you only have five minutes to get from your class, to the locker, then onto your next class, you aren't exactly thinking, "must keep locker clean, must keep locker clean." No, no. Generally I am thinking something along the lines of, "Ouch! That was my foot! All this fell out and none of it's my math book. Great. I have two minutes to get to class and I can't even see my math book. Math is upstairs. Did you hear that bell? Yikes! One minute. Where's my book!? Ouch! Is that a pear that just fell on my head? Yep. Better tell Em not to eat that." You get the point. Me, Lesh, and Em decided to conduct a little experiment called, "Let's actually clean the locker and see how long it takes before things start flying at us as we open the door." Well my friends, here are the results.




Monday Morning: The clean locker. Oh, and yes, that is a hanger. It's for my coat. Don't ask.



Monday at lunch: Yes, the locker is already throwing up math books a mere 4 hours after being cleaned. Sigh.



Tuesday: B days are much better days for our locker than A days. Oh, and FYI, that is a BYU bag, and it is not mine. Promise. 

Wednesday: Wow. That locker is gross.
P.S. This is the day the pear fell on my head.



Thursday: There wasn't room for anything else. Trust me, we tried!

Just to prepare you for Fridays picture, this is what fell out of the locker Friday morning when Alesha opened it.

...and this is what fell out at lunch. Just some random piano music...no biggy :)

Friday: I assure you the locker was cleaned shortly after this picture was taken.

Have a great weekend!   





Called to Serve Him

    Elder Braiden R. Shumway was set apart as a full time missionary to serve in the Villahermosa, Mexico mission Tuesday night.We dropped him off at the MTC on Wednesday. He hasn't even been gone a week and I'm already checking my e-mail 9 times a day to see if he's written me back yet. It's getting kind of ridiculous. On the bright side, thanks to my wonderful, wonderful friends, I did happen to track down not just one, but two Oklahoma quarters in order to complete our collection before he left. I'm sending him one in the mail this week with a death threat just in case he were to lose said quarter.On the other bright side, I stole his mattress--which is waaaay more comfy than mine--the very night he left. It makes my bed super tall, which kind of makes me feel like "Princess and the Pea." I kind of wanted to ask my mom if we had any frozen peas to put under said mattress, but I had two fears. A)What if I can't feel it and it destroys all my childhood hopes and dreams and I end up in a blubbering, mascara running mess, and B) What if my mom didn't get that I was kidding...mostly.
     Even with all these new perks I am slowly discovering with a certain older brothers absence, I still miss my best friend like crazy! I was really, really depressed at the beginning of this week until a few things happened. One of Braidens friends who I really admire told me this, "He is doing something amazing, and the letters they send home are the best things in the world. It gets easier, I promise." I can't wait to start getting those letters and to hear about all of the amazing things he is doing! I also heard a quote that said, "Missionaries leave their families for two years so others can have their families for eternity." The final thing that really put my mind at peace was a personal confirmation from my Heavenly Father that he is doing the right thing. He is going to mexico so that other girls can be best friends with their brothers for eternity, too. I am so grateful to have an older brother who is willing to put aside everything for two years to go out and serve the Lord.
     I have a testimony of this gospel. I know Heavenly Father loves each and every one of his children. I know that he loves me personally. I know he knows my name, my trials, and my deepest desires. I know he does everything he can to break through the distractions of the world each day to give me a "spiritual hug" and whisper, "Allie, I love you. Be a good girl and do the great things today that I know you can do." I am so grateful for the love and blessings he gives me each day. I am so grateful for the patience he has for me. I know Jesus Christ is my savior, and I love him so much! I know he loves me too. I know he suffered through the atonement for me personally because he loves me that much. I know I can always rely on him. I know he wants me to return to him too. I can't wait for the day that I get to wrap my arms around him and thank him for all that he has done for me. I hope with all my heart that by the end of this life, I will be worthy to fall at his feat and speak to him personally. I love this Gospel with all of my heart. It is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love it when I am so full of the spirit that I just can't contain it anymore and it comes out in the form tears, words, or I will admit-occasionally the giggles. The gospel makes me so happy, and I know it is true.

What if The Book of Mormon was written by Dr. Seuss?

Nephi: Of goodly parents I was born

I've never drunk, I've never sworn
This is Lehi, he's my dad
Laman, Lemuel, they are bad
And who is this? Why this is Sam
Yes, this is Sam;

Sam: Sam I am

Laman: That Sam I am, that Sam I am
I do not like that Sam I am

Sam: In a tent, my father dwelt

Laman: And it's so hot, I think I'll melt

Lemuel: Our father's brain is out of whack

Laman: Yeah, it's too hot, I'm going back

Lehi: Then go and get the plates my dear

Laman: On second thought, I'm staying here

Nephi: You said you'd leave and go away
Now all you want to do is stay?

Lemuel: That Nephi always gets his way

Laman: Here we are in this damp cave

Sam: We would not be here if you'd behave

Nephi: I will go and I will do
There's the angel, that's my cue
Laban's had too much to drink
Now he'll lose his head, I think

Nephi: Look what I found, a brother from the quorum

Sam: We will take him home, we will call him Zoram

Lemuel: Oh great, another pathetic life form

Laman: Our gold and silver we have spent
I do not like it in this tent

Lemuel: I cannot read the Liahona
I must have drunk too much Corona

Laman: We hate it here, we have no lives

Lehi: Then go back to the city and get some wives

Lehi: A tree, a tree, I see a tree
The fruit is white, the fruit is free
A floating building, could it be?
Why do they laugh and stare at me?
Laman, Lemuel, come and see

Laman: We will not eat your precious fruit

Lemuel: We will not wear a tie and suit

Laman: We will not help you build your boat

Lemuel: We do not think that it will float

Laman: No not this boat, it will not float
Not even in a shallow moat
I do not care what Nephi wrote

Lemuel: We will not eat your fruit I say

Laman: We will not eat it on a tray

Lemuel: And we won't eat it in a tent
Not even if your clothes you rent

Laman: We'd rather have a can of spam

L & L: We will not eat it, Sam I am

Sam: You do not like it, so you say
Try it, try it, and you may
Try it and you may I say

Laman: Sam, if you will let us be,
We will try it, you will see

L&L: Say, we like this fruit of life
Sorry that we caused such strife
You've saved us from an awful jam
Thank you, thank you, Sam I am

I hope this made you smile. :)