Friday, February 8, 2013

Now is the Start- A Fine Frenzy

January is probably my least favorite month of the year. Nothing about January is exciting to me. It's cold. It's our slowest time at work. Everyone is broke from the holidays and it's usually just a drag! I don't really care for New Year's either. Everyone makes up a bunch of resolutions that they never keep (including myself). Some people resolve to find love or lose weight. Others resolve to do better in work or school or family life.Whatever it may be, rarely do people follow through with the commitments they make to themselves in January. In fact, by the end of the month most tend to be in the same patterns of life they were in before it started. They've lost maybe ten pounds at most which will all be bag by spring. They have already started procrastinating their work and will be single before Valentine's Day. It's a vicious cycle that we all put ourselves through at the beginning of each new year.
That's why this year I decided to just screw January altogether! I rarely worked out. I ate like crap. I didn't go on a single date (that one wasn't entirely in my control) and I was lazy. really lazy. While everyone else was being self conscious and meticulous about every decision they made I lived a life of gluttony. (not necessarily recommended but it worked for me) It gave me time to figure out what I really wanted to change about myself and the way I live my life. I had the chance to think about where I was, where I wanted to go, and how I was going to get there. I gave myself a month before I made any decisions to torture myself with the idea that I needed to make "resolutions." I wanted to set goals for myself that I could keep. Goals that would last. Goals I wasn't going to start until the curse of January was officially over.
February. My new favorite month. Sure it's the shortest, but it brings opportunity. I can smell it now! (not really but I'm faking it pretty well) We're only 8 days in to the shortest month of the year but I've already applied as a transfer student to BYU, started my P90X workout--which I made the mistake of starting in January last year-- started my self-made diet, (neither of which I haven't been perfect at but that type of change takes time for me) cleaned my room, as well as a few other anonymous things I've hoped to accomplish. I'm also scheduled to go to TN and UT for work in the next couple weeks where I hope to improve my leadership skills among many other things through Chick-Fil-A's grand opening training program. I'm really excited for all the things I've already done and will soon do. January is over and so is my slacking off.
Now. is. the. Start.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Sweet Hour of Prayer - LDS Hymn

I have been quite troubled lately. I graduate in July (just with an Associate's) and haven't been able to figure out what I'm going to do in the Fall. I have plenty of options, all of which are good things, but for a long time I couldn't figure out which one was the right thing. I've been hesitant to pray about it because I was afraid of the answer. I have a lot of future plans for myself further down the line, but the near future scares me and is quite hazy. Last week I had no idea where I would be in Fall 2012 and I'm still not 100% sure where I'll be, but because of the beautiful power of prayer I have been able to eliminate a few things that I had been deeply considering that apparently are not a part of God's plan for me. At least not right now. I'm grateful for the opportunity I have to pray to my Heavenly Father each day and seek His guidance through the Spirit. I'm grateful for my ability to recognize the Spirit in my life and that I'm getting better at doing so the more I communicate with Him. (I have so much to be grateful for it's not even funny. I think every day should be Thansgivin!) I love the Lord and I love the relationship I am able to have with Him through prayer. He is there to lighten my burdens, something I tend to forget when I actually have them. Slowly but surely.. I'm figuring things out.

Thursday, February 9, 2012

How Lucky (I) Are - Mieko

There is nothing that I am more grateful for, nothing that makes me happier than my family. Ya'll (yes, This Idaho community I surround myself with has caused me to succumb to using the word: Ya'll) might think you have some pretty dang good families, which may be true. but mine is by far the best you could ever even imagine.


Momma.
I could not ask for a greater mom. She (with a little help from my daddy) has raised 4 BEAUTIFUL children (me being among the most beautiful, of course) who love each other, their parents, and the Lord. She has taught us to choose the right, as (Mormon) cliche as that is, in all that we do and has been a great example for us to follow in doing so. She is nurturing and loving and has always put us before herself. Growing up, I absolutely loved having her always around (maybe not always) as a stay at home mom. She was there to help me fix all my problems due to my chronic procrastination and forgetfulness more times than I can count! I love my mom.. for more information on the world's greatest mom, see my mother's day post: Dear Mama

Pops.
My dad is the coolest, strongest, funniest (in his own little way), smartest, nerdiest, buffest, guy I know and I wouldn't have him any other way. He has been a great provider for my family since the day it began. For a long time, I took for granted the work my dad put into our family and keeping it alive, phyisically, spiritually, mentally, and emotionally. Learning how to survive on my own has GREATLY improved the appreciation I have for my dad and the protection he provided me for 18+ years. I know I haven't been the easiest child for him to raise/put up with, and every time I hear the disappointment in his voice after telling him what I did to jack up my car insurance, I also hear the love in his voice as he advises me and helps me through my dilemmas. My dad gives great advice. My dad loves me. I know it and I love him too. The way he honors his priesthood, treats his wife, and raises his children is a model for how I would want my future husband to be

Lees.
My dear older sister, Alisa. Oh, how I used to loathe you.. I was the biggest snot when I was younger. We fought all the time and I was probably always the cause and the bully in every situation. But then she left for college.. And then she came back. and I wasn't THAT big of a turd anymore and she was a heck of a lot more tolerant of my slowly dwindling immaturity. And not only did I love my sister (like I always had) but I actually liked her! It was a true miracle. We were never close before and were quite different growing up but somehow we managed to find a way to click, and get along and now I LOVE the few moments I get to spend with her and her cute family and LOVE skyping with them when I get the chance. She is my second great example of what a mother should look like. She is one of the most goal-oriented people I know (which is not my strong point). Some day I hope to grow up to be just like my older sister.. something I never would have said ten years ago..

Trev.
I lied when I said my dad is the coolest guy I know. Dad's are cool, but big brother's? They walk on water. I may have been mean to my sister growing up, but that doesn't even BEGIN to compare to how mean Trevor was to me! But I didn't care. I still wanted to follow in his every footstep. He was the man. And eventually he realized that I was pretty cool and he stopped being mean to me. Then he went on his mission and he became my biggest hero (right behind Jesus and Spider-man). I thought that serving a mission was the coolest/greatest thing a person could ever do (I still probably do) and my brother was the best missionary. Now he's home. and we are best friends (all my siblings are my best friends..) and tell jokes like there's no tomorrow.. sometimes his wifey gets a little jealous ;) Trevor and I are definitely the most alike out of all our siblings and I attribute that fact to allowing us to be so close. He is the greatest listener.. He shows his love for me by scaring off every guy that comes near me but hey! I appreciate his protectiveness and high standards.. One of these days there will be a guy that doesn't run the other direction when he meets Trevor.. hopefully.

Red.
My little brother is the biggest little stud, EVER. Talk about heart throb. I love this kid like crazy. Just ask my ex/future roommate, Dru, I am always talking about how much I miss Shared. I taught him everything I know. Some of my favorite memories of growing up is playing games with Shared. The family rule was no TV or computer on Sunday's until 5pm. SO instead, Sparky and I played games. We played board games (his favorite) and card games (my favorite) and we even made up PLENTY of other games to keep us busy, like throwing beanie babies at the ceiling fan and watch them fly around the room and hit things. Aw man, what a cool kid. He is also super funny and smart just like my daddy. He has a BIG heart too. Our relationship hasn't been perfect and we haven't ALWAYS gotten along, just like any other sibling story goes.. But I love my little brother and I want/hope/pray that I can be a good sister to him and that he will look up to me and want to be like me.. The way I want to be like our older siblings who have set the path for me and Red to follow.

Scott.
My sister married the perfect guy for her. Scott is such a good husband, always providing for and protecting his family. He is the cutest little dad and it is no secret that he loves his girls. He is always serving others and it seems he never thinks of himself... except maybe on golf days.. Scott is selfless and a team player. He's always making me laugh with his Southern accent and big blue bug eyes... that's not what makes me laugh. He's just funny, but his accent makes things funnier and his eyes sure help to tell the story! I get to see Scott even less than I get to see my sister because of his job, but I love him and love having him as a part of my family. My future husband has big competition for my mom's favorite son-in-law that's for sure! Plus He and my sister... they're REALLY good at making babies.. that will be tough to compete with too..

Kinsers.
Miss Kinsey Lynn Johnson is the CUTEST human being to ever walk the planet, I swear it's true. She is almost 3 and.. going on 30 and she owns it. It's no big deal, but I'm her favorite, and ever time I see/talk to her my heart melts. It's really incredible how much the Light of Christ shines through such a young girl. It's impossible for anyone to be down when she's around. She's the funniest thing ever.. Those curls, those eyes, that smile, all wrapped into one.. is irresistible. She's a freakin' princess. I love this little girl more than she will ever know. SHE IS JUST SO STINKING CUTE!!! (To see what Kins will be like when she's all grown up, and 8, go watch We Bought a Zoo. That little girl is her twin.)

Mags.
I won't lie, I was a little nervous when Alisa had a second kid. Kinsey was perfect. I don't know how anyone could compare to that precious little girl. But her little sister has done it.. well she came pretty close. When I first met Maggie (at 3 1/2 months) I fell in love with her instantly. She poops and eats a lot, but she is a pretty cute baby and makes some of the funniest faces you will ever see! I feel like a crappy aunt I swear she has trippled in size since Christmas. how rude of my sister to keep her family hidden from me all the way in Texas so I can't as easily fulfill my duty as favorite aunt and spoil them rotten! Cutest girl in the world part two.

Christina.
I had always told Trevor that he couldn't marry anyone unless I liked her. Christina got lucky ;) There is no way that anyone couldn't like this lady! She is such a sweetheart. She can get along with anyone and will talk your leg off if you let her, but I love her for it! And she LOVES my brother.. so I guess she can stick around! It was kinda weird getting used to having not one but two sisters when I didn't even like my first one until a few years ago.. but Christina made it easy to accept her and I fell for her just like my brother did. She fits right into my family and hers is pretty great too. I love living so close my brother and sister because it gives me a chance to get closer to Tina. They're kinda the only people I hang out with as of late and I wouldn't have it any other way(: I am so glad that Christina has become a part of my dear family and what better day to do it than on August 5th!! (that's my birthday for anyone that doesn't know as well as their anniversary)


After reading this it's going to be really hard for you not to be jealous of me, but understand that  it's not easy having such a great family. it's a burden really! so many expectations to live up to..
Just kiddingggg. my family is nowhere near perfect but I wouldn't have it any other way. I love everything about them, even their flaws. I am Proud with a capital "P" to be a Westover, in fact I'm gonna be kinda pissed when I get married and have to change my last name.. maybe I'll have to hyphenate.... I cannot WAIT to spend the rest of eternity with them and the rest of my family that is yet to come! There is nothing I want more. high five to my good luck and wicked fantastic family..

We're sooo good-looking, it hurts.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Lady in Red - Chris De Burgh

My hair is probably my most treasured possession. It's my life. it's a slightly unhealthy obsession. ok I'm not "obsessed" but it's some good hair. She's not too thick not too thin, not too straight and not too curly and she does what I want her to so I guess you could say I'm blessed! 
Well, The last week of Spring semester I went into the Paul Mitchell school in Rexburg to get a little trim so my hair wasn't completely dead at Trevor and Christina's wedding two weeks later. I also didn't want to wait to get it cut til I got home (by someone I trust to cut my hair)and have it too close to the wedding. You know when you've just gotten a hair cut and it looks like it. almost like the ends are TOO clean and it just looks kinda funny? Well, I didn't want that. But due to my haste, impatience, and stupidity I ended up with worse. 5 inches of the length of my hair (just a guestimate) when I asked for a 1/4 of an inch!!!!! I was horrified when I got back to my apartment and looked in the mirror. Either the lady was deaf and didn't hear the part when I specifically said a quarter of an inch or she needs a stronger prescription in her spectacles that allow better depth perception or she's just an idiot(shout out to Don at PM in Rexy!) The past few weeks my hair has sucked. the color and cut were both just bleh. I had been doing my own highlights while I was at school and that just never goes over as well as I think! So it was time for something new!
lucky for me I know this super great stylist that let me torment her kids for a night in exchange for an awesome new do! (shout out to Katrina!) She's been wanting me to get bangs for awhile now and I finally let her do it! In fact I told her to do whatever the heck she wanted to my hair. I didn't care. I just needed something. I put all my trust and full faith in Katrina that she wouldn't let me down.. and she didn't disappoint. I'm a smokin' hot redhead now! who ever said brunettes have more fun? or even blondes?? it is clear. that it's all about having that sexy, fiery red hair that brings out the joy and excitement of life!

 





These fun pics were taken by and with some super hot ladies (Sami and Sarah Sawtelle) in my recent visit to Phoenix with dear old Drucella. They are not red heads.. but don't worry they're still babes. Take a look!



if looks could kill. (super hot looks)


so fierce!

I think we've all watched a little too much antm.




This is what happens when it's hotter than Hades in Phoenix and have to find indoor activities to participate in(:

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Time Has Come - Europe

       Once upon a time, I went on a date with a friend's cousin, Kyle. Said friend accompanied me on this date with Kyle's best friend, Todd. It was quite a lame excuse for a date, but fun all the same. Time went by and Kyle's friends and mine came together. We all hung out practically every weekend. Todd and I began talking more.. buuuuuut, after awhile I decided to pawn him off on someone else ;) Todd and I remained friends. BEST friends at that! and in three sad days, Todd enters the MTC, where he will learn Spanish so he can teach the people of McAllen, Texas the gospel for the next two years! and get how RUDE this is. I get home from school two days after he leaves! Talk about timing...
       Toddler, Although I will miss you dearly, I am sooo proud of you and your decision to serve a mission. You will be GREAT!! I am excited to get letters from you FILLED with stories and your wonderful experiences in Texas. I can't wait to read of your love for the people you serve and the area you serve in.
       Princess Toddler Lindsey Cullen, you will be a great missionary and I will miss hanging out with and your adorable girlfriend, Suzanne, whom I love more than you do ;) I'll miss talking to you, and both giving and getting advice from you (mostly about dating). You have been a great friend for the the past (almost) three years if you can believe it!! and I can't wait to be next door neighbors with our cute little families several years from now! hehehe(: Your time has come, now serve it well.
 
always fighting like brother and sister ;)


my favorite!!



 Toddiwompus, I can't wait for you to get out there! You will love it(: love you man and don't you worry.. I will keep a watchful eye on Suzanne for you ;)

Friday, July 8, 2011

Business Time - Flight of the Concords

This absolutely MADE MY DAY!!!!
 
The Poopie List:
Ghost Poopie
The kind where you feel the poopie come out, but there is no poopie in the toilet.
Clean Poopie
The kind where you poopie it out, see it in the toilet, but there is nothing on the toilet paper.
Wet Poopie
The kind where you wipe your butt 50 times and it still feels unwiped, so you have to put some toilet paper between your butt and underwear so you won't ruin them with stains.
Second Wave Poopie
This happens when you're done poopie-ing and you've pulled up your pants to your knees, and you realize that you have to poopie some more.
Pop-A-Vein-In-Your-Forehead-Poopie
The kind where you strain so much to get it out, you practically have a stroke.
Gassy Poopie (The Sonic Dump)
It's so noisy that everyone within earshot starts giggling.
Lincoln Log Poopie
The kind of poopie that is so big, you're afraid to flush without first breaking it into little pieces with the toilet brush.
Liquid Plumber Poopie
This kind is so huge it plugs up the toilet and overflows all over the floor.  You should have followed the advice from Lincoln Log Poopie.
Corn Poopie
Self-explanatory.
Gee-I-Wish-I-Could-Poopie Poopie
The kind where you want to poopie but all you do is sit on the toilet, cramped, and fart a few times.
Spinal Tap Poopie
That's where it hurts so bad coming out, you'd swear it was leaving you sideways.
I-Think-I'm-Giving-Birth-Through-My-Butthole Poopie
Combination of Lincoln Log Poopie and Spinal Tap Poopie. The shape and size resembles a tall boy beer can. Vacuous air space remains in the rectum for some time afterwards.
Wet Cheeks Poopie (The Power Dump)
The kind that comes out so fast, your butt gets splashed with water.
Liquid Poopie
The kind where yellowish-brown liquid shoots out your butt and splashes all over the toilet bowl.
Fire in the Bowl Poopie
The kind of poopie that singes the hair around your butt on its way out.
Rosy Cheeks Poopie
The kind where you have to wipe so many times it feels like you've sanded off most of the skin on your butt.
Porridge Poopie
The kind that comes out like toothpaste, and just keeps coming. You can either flush and continue, or risk it piling up to your butt while you sit there helpless.
Bunny Poopie
When you drop lots of little round turds that look like marbles and make tiny splashing sounds when they hit the water.
Mexican Food Poopie (The Toxic Dump)
It smells so bad your nose burns and everyone else in the restroom rushes out gasping for air.
Upper Class Poopie
Like Clean Poopie, but also leaves no odor.
Surprise Poopie
You're not even at the toilet because you are sure you're about to fart, but oops...a poopie!!!
Dangling Poopie
This kind refuses to drop into the toilet even though you are done poopie-ing it. You just pray that a shake or two will cut it loose, because if you wipe now it'll smear all over the place.
Fisherman's Bobber Poopie
You are in a public restroom with two people waiting on your stall, you poopie and flush two times, but several golfball pieces are still floating above the water line.

My Life Be Like (oo ah) - Grits

For some reason I thought my life would magically get ten times more exciting when I came back up to school. Boy was I wrong. I don’t do anything. Well that’s a lie. This is what a typical day in the life of Shandy consists of:
Go to class. 
Check the mail.
Eat. 
Take a nap. 
Eat.
Catch up on my shows.
Write leters. 
Play basketball (which is now over, so I have two hours of empty space in my day… maybe I should go work out! Ya think?).
Eat. 
Have some love time with my roommates, fhe brothers or ex/future roommates. 
Study some. 
Sleep. 
And start all over again. SUUUUPER lame, right? Weekends are a little different but not by much if I stay in town. I tend to leave Rexburg most weekends though. 
Weekend trips I’ve taken:
St. George (wedding)
Logan
Weiser, Idaho
Salt Lake (that was actually on a Wednesday.. yes we drove back that night. and yes we got home at 4 in the morning)
Idaho Falls
Emmett/Nampa/Weiser

But mom says I can’t.. well shouldn’t take trips anymore so I’m stuck in Sexy Rexy for the next couple weeks until the semester comes to an end., which came a LOT closer than expected. And thank goodness for that, because I’ve tapped out. School does not sound the least bit appealing anymore. I just want to go to the glorious beaches of California and get my tan on. Is that too much to ask? Also can’t WAIT to get back to work!! A. I need/want some moo-lah. B. I miss my CFA friends. C. I just like to work! I also really miss my family.. who knew?? I kind of love them. Shhh don’t tell!! (even though I’m pretty sure my mom and my sister are the only ones that read this thang) Rexburg, I love you but it’s time. I need to reunite with my Californian roots and STAT!

Pictures you ask? Well certainly..


roommates and friends at a block party.

The concert we drove all the way to SLC on a wednesday to see.

saying good-bye to Bryce (a really good friend from fall who left after 1st block for his mission).
The ol' FHE family at Gee's Dairy. Heavenly Ice Cream.

California Girls with guns... BAHAHAHA!!
who ever thought someone could get me to play baseball.. I must have been REALLY bored.
Freezing out BUTSS off Memorial Weekend in Weiser.
Just swingin' with my buds.
Friends from home came!! SOO good to all be back together!

Just because we felt like it one Thursday night!
The Best Team to ever exist. My lady Bruins.


In Emmett. The night we cooked foil dinners on a hill.

So I exaggerated a little bit... My life is pretty great!! But I wasn't lying when I said I was ready to get homeeeeeeeee.