I was first introduced to the phrase “Love Burst” by my dear Spanish roommate Audi. She was talking to one of her roommates one night when she declared that she just had a Love Burst for one of their friends. I was confused at first by this term, but after she continued to describe this Love Burst, I was able to put together some idea of what a Love Burst is.
Love Burst: An extreme and sudden emotion felt at the thought of something or someone you realize you appreciate more than you thought.
I have Love Bursts quite frequently. Sometimes I look back on pictures from my freshman year and get Love Bursts for my boys and realize I am so proud of them for serving missions.
I experience Love Bursts late at night when my roommates and I are taking a break from packing as we laugh hysterically on the floor at something that wouldn’t be funny when people are actually supposed to be awake.
I get a Love Burst when Sister Mousser surprises me at work with Ritz Bitz, which I am assuming were bought from the infamous A8 in some on-campus vending machine.
My most recent Love Burst came as I was driving back to my Grandma’s house from church on Sunday. I had just finished my Relief Society lesson and felt like it went pretty well, the sun was shining through the happy green trees, and I saw a bunch of good Mormons going to church. And so I had a Love Burst for life. I realized how lucky I was to be a member of the restored gospel of Jesus Christ, how utterly fantastic my friends and family are, and how dang lucky I am to be alive.
Love Bursts. ❤
This is my new favorite picture in the entire world. You may or may not have noticed that we are missing the only member of the family that has a Y chromosome, but I love this picture far too much to not put it up here and brag a little bit about how cute we are.
That’s all I have. There isn’t anymore.
Oh dear. The favorite book question. As an English Major, I am frequently asked what my favorite book is. A lot of times, I’m not sure how to answer. Do I tell them
1. Les Miserables because it sounds impressive but really is one of my favorites?
or do I say
2. To Kill a Mockingbird because it’s that classic All-American novel that I still freak out anytime I see it on a bookshelf?
I could go with the most recent book that I read and loved, which, at this point in time, is
3. The Help
If it’s the prophet that’s asking or I’m filling out a profile on my Facebook page, I feel like a bad Mormon if I don’t mention
4. The Book of Mormon
Or I could just give in all together and go with
5. Harry Potter.
So there you go. By no means is this a complete list of my absolute favorite books, but I was able to give you an idea of what I like to read while successfully avoiding actually having to narrow it down to the top 5.
Today’s post is supposed to be a poem to somebody you love. However, in the 30 Days of Blogging contract, I saw no stipulation against using previous work. And so, I present the infamous Ode to A8. For those of you that have already experience the magic of the vending machine poem, enjoy again! For those of you who haven’t…boy, are you in for a treat 🙂
Ode to A8
The clock strikes 12, and it’s that time again.
I make my fateful walk out of the door,
And while I pledged I would try to refrain,
The flesh is weak, and I come back for more.
My journey ends–I stop before the shrine
Which shall my soul and stomach feed in time.
Preserver of life! Sweet manna to my soul-
Blessed by the vending machine-grand and black.
But what to choose! My eye is drawn to red
And gold, sweet morsels of delight my goal.
The A comes first, number 8 my fingers tread;
I’ve punched the numbers in–no turning back!
The grinding of the cogs, and then it quits
And I enjoy my precious Cheesy Ritz Bits.
Does the average person have a running bucket list? I’ve never really considered the things that I want to do before I die, but here is a list of some life goals:
- Sing in the Mormon Tabernacle Choir (Is anyone surprised this is first on my list?)
- Travel some more. Europe gave me the bug. I have passport now–I want to use it!
- Go on a mission–whether it be in a year and half or with my cute old husband, I will serve a mission someday!
- Have a library in my house. With a sliding ladder, of course.
- Have something published.
- Ride in a hot air balloon.
- Watch every Cary Grant movie ever made.
Like I said, I’ve never actually given any thought to this, but I feel like this is a good start. Who knows? I may just have to expand my list as time goes by…
Today’s post is supposed to be about songs that you listen to when you’re happy/sad/angry/lonely/whatever, but I just want to share my favorite song. September by Earth, Wind, and Fire.
This is my favorite song of all time. I dare you to not smile and start dancing as you listen to it. I’ve shared it with so many people and each time they have enjoyed the magic of September. Sometimes they text me when it comes on the radio, saying “Rylee! Our song is playing on the radio!” And I just don’t have the heart to tell them–sorry, friend.
It’s my song.
So, Day 8 of this fantastic 30 Days of Blogging was about my short term goals for this month. Quite frankly, I didn’t really feel like writing about them. Don’t get me wrong–I have goals. I just feel like that’s kind of a personal thing to be asking about…just know that I have some goals about reading more, getting ready for school to start at the end of the month, and being generally happier. I feel like those are good thing to aspire to 🙂
Day 9–Something You’ve Been Proud of in the Last Few Days
This happy little event happened more than a few days ago, but I’m going to share it anyway, because I was super stoked about life that day!
As I may have mentioned earlier, I work at the International Admissions Office at BYU. It’s a happy little place. Due to some recent staffing changes, however, there is no one in the office that can help answer phone calls from Spanish speaking countries.
That is, there wasn’t…until that fateful day.
Someone called in from Mexico and asked for someone that spoke Spanish. I told him that there wasn’t anyone there, but he was rather insistent. I’ve never been super confident in my Spanish speaking abilities, but that day I figured–what the heck? I just got back from speaking nothing but Spanish for 6 weeks–I’ll give it a shot!
He spoke nice and slow for me, giving me a chance to really understand what he was saying and giving me a second or two to gather my thoughts before responding, but after helping him with his question about the application, he thanked me for clearing up that matter and said Adios.
I was absolutely giddy with excitement afterwards–I had never actually been able to apply my Spanish skills to work before, but I had totally helped this Mexican in Spanish! It was way rewarding, and I found myself extremely grateful for the opportunity I had to go to Spain for Spring term…apparently going to Europe paid off after all 🙂