bedridden...

Have you ever thought about the word "bedridden?" There's the word "bed," obviously, and then "ridden." If you look at them separately, it seems like the whole word should mean "rid of bed."

Because I was curious, I looked up the actual definition of the word "ridden" and found that there is no connection to "rid of" at all. It's more like this: full of, overwhelmed by, past tense of the verb "to ride." You get the idea.

So now I wonder, am I full of the bed, or is the bed full of me?

Duh. I know the answer to that, promise. In any case, I'm stuck in bed again. I got up and started getting ready for New Student Orientation this morning (which is what I've been doing all week), but found myself getting progressively worse. The four Ibuprofen I'd taken an hour before I actually got out of bed weren't doing much. After fixing everything up with the other two group leaders and making sure things were taken care of for the day, I went back to bed and have been here ever since.

It's not so bad when I'm not moving. Once I start walking around and doing stuff, good grief. Not sure what is going on in there! This body of mine has got some issues for sure.

Bedridden. I almost wish it meant "rid of bed." Being in bed is boring! Or as Parker says, "Bed is merely a place one goes to waste time."

Really, though. I have so much to do. The house is a disaster (or at least it is according to me and my outrageous need to keep things spotless -- to others it looks just fine), I don't know where any of my classrooms at school are, I need to pick up my paycheck and go grocery shopping, I don't have a backpack (the one I've used since third grade is long past retirement) or any school supplies, my housing waiver isn't finished and I don't have a printer at my place to get it ready, I'm totally ditching my NSO students, GAH!

The other thing is that worrying makes the pain worse. I just need to stop worrying and rest. Oh, and by the way. I just got off the phone with the receptionist at the doctor's office. My appointment is in two weeks. First time ever scheduling a doctor's appointment for myself. I made one for Hannah last week at the clinic, but never one for me.

Growing up, people. And now back to bed. Peace.

awkward, funny, what?

From college:

Guy in my Humanities class: "You just like the Sherlock series because of his curly dark hair. All the girls love that."
Reply: "No. I just like the way he holds his gun."

Stats professor: "I should never ask questions on Monday mornings."

Humanities professor: "You can't disagree with a General Authority. That's starting an argument with God!"

From family:

Amanda: "So we were talking about Afrighanistan in class yesterday..."
Interuption: "Afrighanistan? Do you mean Afghanistan?"
Amanda: "What, you mean I've been saying it wrong my entire life?!"

Amanda: "Whenever I squish a Skittle it turns into a shape like an FUO...wait...no! I meant UFO!"

And last but not least...

From Primary:

Little girl talking about how excited her little brother is that her mom is going to have another little boy...finally: "Now he won't be the lone man in the garden of estrogen."

6-year-old boy: "I don't want to get married."
Another 6-year-old boy: "Yeah. It looks stupid. All that work for dumb kids like us. Adults are crazy."

kid stuff...

Another great Primary lesson today. We talked about how children can be missionaries through keeping the commandments and being good examples for their friends, families, and neighbors. Sophie made an interesting point. I'm paraphrasing, but here's the gist of it:

"There's a difference between knowing you should do something and acting what you know you should do. Like, if you tell somebody to read their scriptures but you're not reading your scriptures, it isn't as good. So being a good example means you don't just say stuff that's good, you do the stuff that's good. If you don't, then you're not a good example. You're just sort of faking it and people think you're awesome but you're not. It's a big difference."

Moments like that make me happy. She gets it. And it also makes me think, remind me how old...oh, right. You're seven. As of about a month ago. *pleasantly surprised head shake*

One of the things we talked about doing was supporting the Elders out in the mission field by writing them letters and giving them encouragement. Each child wrote a letter or drew a picture for some of the missionaries from our ward.

Putting the letters into envelopes and applying stamps was interesting. Most of the kids had never seen a stamp, which in retrospect isn't that big of a surprise. They were very intrigued by them.

Primary boy: "That's not a stamp, it's a sticker!"
Me: "No, it's not a sticker. It's called a stamp, and it's used to pay the post office to mail your letter."
Primary boy: "They get paid in stickers?! Not fair!!"

Who'da thunk, huh?

Sharing Time was also quite fun. The Primary president had a matching game for part of her lesson. There were pictures of prophets and apostles mounted on orange paper on one side of the board and pieces of paper with their names on the other side. The kids had to help each other match the pictures to the name tags. One little girl, Ella, was selected to turn over a picture to see whose face was on the other side. She got up to the board and just stood there, frowning. The Primary president asked her to turn over a picture and Ella said no. When asked why, she responded "I don't like any of those colors."

Orange is Ella's least favorite color. It's "Ew."

Quite an enjoyable Sunday meeting block.

happy making...

First order of business: yesterday was a bad day and I'm sorry for being a whiny baby. Thank you to all of the people who helped me through it.

Second order of business: today was a pretty darn good day overall. There have been some hard moments (or hours) but it's been good.

Here's why...
...cute boy (Kyle) from my English class sitting down next to me and talking to me before the lecture started (that never happens so it was momentous)
...97% on my 16 hour monstrosity of a literary review
...+3 extra credit points on aforementioned assignment for my "excellent notations" (the word excellent was triple underlined) so...
...100%(!!!) on literary review

[insert much rejoicing]

...ANYWAY...
...96% on my resume portfolio
...watching a video in my religion class that starred my super gorgeous cool cousin Paul (it's only awkward because we're related...if you saw a picture of him, you'd understand)
...15/15 on my stats quiz for the day...I get ridiculously giddy when I get 100% on a stats quiz
...getting to religion class late = bad, but getting there late to find a seat reserved for you by classmates = good...yay FRIENDS!!! Yay Nia, Derek, and Autumn!!!
...lunch with dad
...Coke...three glasses of it...OH DEAR, maybe that's why I'm feeling so great today...*smirk*
...religion professor turning his head really quickly to answer a question and his glasses flying off his face: "Whoa! Maybe we should just have the closing prayer now and call it good, because that was weird."
...Costco adventure with dad to get dinner (spinach artichoke dip and crackers which dad called a genius idea)
..."Safe and Sound" by Taylor Swift...OBSESSED with this song
...getting a hug and a hello from beautiful Allie Morgan(!!!) at Costco
...BLASTING songs on the radio with the car windows rolled down
...multiple favorite songs right in a row on the radio..."Set Fire to the Rain," "Part of Me," "Make You Glad You Came," "We Found Love", and more...all in a ROW
...found my wedding dress last night (so what if it was actually found yesterday, I'm still excited)...do I need it yet? nooo...do I love it anyway? pretty much...YES
...English professor on Twilight movies: "I'm always distracted by Edward's strange looking chest--why is ANYONE attracted to that?!"
...along the lines of pectorals: "See, now you all know how to get me distracted and frazzled. You just have to mention pecs and I'll get all...like this. And I was so excited for a great lecture today."

Oh, it was a great lecture, Liz. Hilarious.

PS The pectoral conversation was my fault...she asked for a good movie for an example of anthamemes (spelling...she never actually wrote it out on the board) and I shouted out "CAPTAIN AMERICA!" Ready, GO! Cue the comments about buff super heroes, naked torsos, rippling pectorals, et cetera. However, that is not why I like the movie. In fact...the scenes where Steve's musculos grandes (quoting from Jordan's most recent letter to me) are emphasized? Those are the ones where I feel really uncomfortable. Sup awk, guys. SUP awk.

I guess I just have issues with nudity.

quotable...

I updated my quotes page on this blog. These are just a few of the ones I posted on the Favorite Quotes page. You should check them out if you have time! Some of them are pretty funny.

Someone once said
“If you do not use what the Lord gives you for its intended purpose, the Lord will take it away.” –Jason Raddatz

“When you embrace the culture of the world, you will never be enough.” –Hank Smith

“Being still and doing nothing are two different things.” –Mr. Han, Karate Kid

“Only a fool doesn’t know when they’ve been beaten.” “Then I’m a fool, for I’m a long way from being beaten.” –Sybill, “Downton Abby”

“My smile is small, but it might be just the one they need.” –A Voice of Her Own, pg. 167

“…I am the only self I’ve got and must make the best of it.” –A Voice of Her Own, pg. 185

“Love is more than a mere curiosity or momentary excitement. I don’t think that two people can know it’s real until they’ve spent time together, until they have a history together.” –Luke Skywalker, The Courtship of Princess Leia, pg. 294

“…you don’t need many friends, you know, as long as the ones you have are good ones.” –City of Stars, pg. 167

“Sometimes what you can’t see is more real than what you can.” –Jars of Glass, pg. 133

“Those who love you will receive you just as you are.” –Bamboo People, pg. 249

“I’ll do my best, and if my best isn’t good enough, at least I will have done everything I could, everything that is in me. I don’t have to try to be someone else, someone I could never be.” –Abhorsen, pg. 59

“I want to live like music sounds.” –The Morning Gift, pg. 10

“Fear is what kills everything in the end. Without it, we would be immortal. And we would not harm anyone else.” –Singer, pg. 107

“I feel like these fortune cookies are like my patriarchal blessing: they don’t tell me what to do but they tell me what’s best for me.” –Brianna Pettit

“Do not fear. This life is a dance, not a battle. We are all part of this world, not masters of it.” -The Singer of All Songs, pg. 259

"A strong man who has known power all of his life may lose respect for that power, but--a weak man knows the value of strength, and knows compassion." -Dr. Abraham Erskine

“Roses are for love. Not forget-me-not, honeysuckle, silly sweethearts’ love but the love that makes you and keeps you whole, love that gets you through the worst your life’ll give you and that pours out of you when you’re given the best instead…there aren’t many roses around anymore because they need more love than people have to give ‘em, to make ‘em flower, and the only thing that’ll stand in for love is magic, though it ain’t as good, and you have to have a lot of magic…the bushes only started covering themselves with thorns when it got so it was only magic that ever made ‘em grow. They were sad, like, and it came out in thorns. Maybe it was different when the world was younger, when people and roses were younger.” –Rose Daughter, pg. 53