My apartment gets a magazine subscription for a previous resident. Actually, we get a lot of magazines that were intended to go to a girl that we have never met. Tonight, I was bored and started flipping through the pages looking at the pathetic excuses for clothing advertisements and smelling the overly-floral perfume samples. Let… Continue reading Sorry, but that isn’t love.
And it came to pass that the alliances between myself and the residents of the Land of Lamprechet 402 did increase. Insomuch, that they began writing a fake sitcom which did make them laugh for many hours into the night and through much of the morning. Also, they did attend many things of their own… Continue reading The Book of Nicole: Chapter 2
1 I, Nicole, having been born of goodly parents and being highly favored of The Lord, did reach the age where it was necessary for me to ascend into the dry, wilderness-y mountains of Rexburg to gain an education and be taught in the way of my father and mother. 2 And I, Nicole, knew… Continue reading The Book of Nicole: Chapter One
I have a bee. She is cute and friendly. and I love her. Sometimes, she lets me do her hair and I think that is the best. She used to let me take pictures of her next to murky swamps and still managed to smile! She has gotten really good at taking pictures. She will… Continue reading My Little Bee
This has been a hard week. I'm not the kind to put up false pretenses or lead you to believe that everything in my life is perfect. I mean, I have a really good life that I am very grateful for, but I still have trials and burdens everyday that make life.... colorful and a… Continue reading Life is a Beautiful Thing
Yesterday was an...adventureOn Sunday, I was walking home from my lovely singles ward and as I walked across my front yard, I ran had a little encounter with a Bulldog. Let me explain dogs and myself. They don't like me, they DO like to growl at me and try to eat my face, but they… Continue reading “Come What May and Love It”
"You see him. He sees you. You lock eyes for a moment and there is definitely a spark. He is attractive. Like drop-dead-gorgeous, like will-you-please-marry-me-right-this-second-beautiful, and you know, you just know. This is it. This is how it ends. You are done for. There is no hope of recovery. You are smitten."Guess what? That really… Continue reading Rexburg: What I wished I would have known