clean clothes, cursive, cheerios, children and charity

So now that my little 30 day challenge is over, i can blog about whatever i want! so ill just share some random happenings of the last few weeks.

so when i got my own room i promised myself it would stay clean. and for about a week it really did! and then i did laundry...
when i do laundry, i wait sooo long that i have to do like 3 loads all at once. and that is about a 2 hour process with our laudry room. so it takes so long, and so much effort (and i hate laundry anyways) that once it is actually clean, it stays in that basket forever. then i wear most of the clothes anyway so it goes straight to the clean clothes to the dirty clothes and usually skips the drawers all together! haha its a horrible habit.

so the other day, well a few weeks ago, i randomly wanted to start writing in cursive. so i did. now in my journal i only write in cursive. and my writing sucks, but its really fun :]


darn cheerios. i think they are the most addicting food ever invented. i dont know why, but now, if i buy a box of cheerios they are gone soo fast! for example, my last box: 3 days! we didnt even go through them that fast at home hahah.

on sunday, i went to my aunts house for my cousin Melissa's birthday. it was super fun and i loved hanging out with the family. then Jennae, Stacey, and i took the little kids to the park. they are so funny and adorable, i just love them!





and yesterday i donated blood! i was super nervous, and it was totally spur of the moment, but i decided to overcome my fear becasue people way less fortunae than me need it. so i sucked it up and did it. the last time, and only other time, i donated blood i did it at City of Hope, which a hospital really close to me that is only for cancer patients. When you donate there, it is soooo nice! its not scary at all, it was basically painless, and the doctors are super nice! also, the blood they get from donations is only used within thier hospital, so they dont sell it anywhere else and it helps people with cancer. so i thought my experience would be somewhat the same at this little setup at our school...it wasnt. i dont know why, but it hurt the whole time, my arm was stinging, i felt like i was going to barf and they used my right arm, even after i told them last time i got it out of left arm. My doctor guy said, and i quote "oh well, this arm will be fine" after he used the blood pressure thing and practically made me loose circulation. lets just say, it was not fine! but i still helped people, so i'm ok :] i've just come to realize i will never do it anywhere but city of hope from now on. they are awesome!

adventures in playland

so i'm purposefully avoiding day 13, because i don't like the topic. in fact i'm dreading it, so instead ill write about a fun little adventure i had yesterday...in McDonald's play-place. so i was watching my cousin Stacey's 2 little kids for about an hour while she had class. her kids are adorable, and the calmest little things ever! so since it was only for an hour and a half, we just went to McDonald's so she could play on the play-place and eat, then we could go back to Stacey's class. so, number one, i got to use Stacey's car, which is the same kind of car i had back home. let me just say, it was AMAZING to be able to drive again :] even though i still don't know Provo's streets well, it was fun :] so when we got to the play-place, Kaylee ran right to the stairs and started exploring...only problem, you know that thing, where there is alternating platforms to get into the slide and you have to climb up them almost like stairs? well, she was to short to reach the second one. so she just stood there, really wanting to get up. after about 10 minutes, with no other kids helping i knew there was only one choice...for me to climb in there. wow, can i just see those things are way more fun when you are 5?! luckily after that first time, this cute little girl and later a different boy kept helping her up so i didn't have to do that again!! haha! but, this just reminded me of a situation i had when i was little. so picture this, me, about the age of 6 (i'm totally guessing because i don't remember) on a little trip to McDonald's with just me and my grandma Clark. me being the little adventurer i was ran right up inside and then got lost. yes i know you may be thinking "how in the world can you get lost in a plastic playground?!" well let me tell you, i can get lost anywhere, no matter how small. i guess my directional downfalls didn't start when i got my licence. so of course, i started crying and my poor old grandma had to come save me. at least i think it was her who came and got me, hahah. all i remember is that horrible panicked feeling i have come to hate. and thats my story folks. haha