doughnuts and love

I know I look retarded BUT LOOK AT MY B.F.F. - !

Could he be any sweeter? I don't think so. For Valentines he bought tickets for us to go to the Symphony in Salt Lake. I am so excited... I get to dress up! It makes me want to wear white gloves that go up to my elbow, like Anastasia in the cartoon movie.

On a different note, I decided to make doughnuts tonight. I was really craving double blueberry doughnuts, but thought these would do the trick.. I've never made doughnuts (donuts?) before, and except for burning the last couple, they turned out all right.
Yayyy, for my first time doughnut making success! Yay for husband letting me snap a picture of us together!!

enjoying the small things

A lady that I work with showed me a blog the other day that I can't stop thinking about. It's so beautiful and touching and sweet and my words can't do it justice.

So, if you have time, go HERE. I really think that you will fall in love with this little family and one of their stories. I know I did.


And I really can't stop thinking about it.

blaaaah

I'm sorry I haven't posted forever. It's because all my pictures are so old and IMO, blogs are more fun when you have a picture to look at. And I'm tired of posting old photos.

So, for your viewing pleasure, here is moi with my new hair color (yes, I was planning on this before the whole 'albino incident')!

Taken just now! Just for this blog post! When I first got it dyed it was darker but it's faded fast. I can only blame myself because I'm too cheap to buy color care shampoo and conditioner.

Do you get tired of pictures of me?!? I know they are kind of boring, huh. Sorry.

I've been missing my baby brother lately. I miss his funny comments like "Civilians are so rude" and whatnot. He's nice to talk to when I'm sad or mad because he just listens and lets me unload. Although he probably doesn't enjoy that as much as I do. I've never appreciated what a good friend he is to me.

Really, though, things 'round here have been pretty uneventful (That's another one of those reasons for lack of posting).

I should really start studying now.

winter

is making me sad! I'm seriously wanting to move to Hawaii for a couple months out of the year.

Back in the olden days:

Kristofor didn't have facial hair. Can you believe it?? He looks so little. Well, I geuss he's only 21 in this picture, and I am almost 21 now, so...it's almost like we're the same age in a way. Does he look a little embarassed to be with me? My head looks huge...


I'm in a nostalgiac mood tonight.


Is it wrong to miss my old dead fish Oscar when I have a new, fancier replacement 8 feet away from where I sit and type? Plus, it's not like me and Oscar hung out a lot anyway..


Is it wrong to miss my old view of Ben Lomond, when I lived in North Ogden with my parents? You could stand in the street and BEHOLD, there was that mountain with nothing to get in the way of your view. Now I'm on the other side of town and can barely make out the outline... Nevermind that my in-laws live next door to my parents old house so it's not like I never get that same view...but I still miss it.


Is it wrong to miss the days you were in high school, when in real life you hated high school itself? I miss school lunches. I miss how confident I was my senior year, and how much less I cared about what I looked like.


Is it wrong to miss that little baby 21 year old Kristofor, with no facial hair, when I get to see him every day? I miss how much fun we used to have dating. I miss it not mattering what we did, but because we were doing it together it was fun. And, really . . . I miss making out just for the fun of it.



**Madi, please note that this is not meant to be a 'complainer blog' but I needed to post and I'm just in a sappy, missing things mood.**

STAIND (no, not the band)

Stained glass is so cool. You know what else is cool?

A Jesus with purple feet. I found this on Google and thought it was kind of silly.


All joking aside, though...I really do think Jesus is cool.

I officially want to dye my hair.


I've been blonde my whooooole life. And while my hair is certainly a darker shade of blonde now than it was when I was 4, let's just say I'm a towhead through and through. See? Natural color, right here. I've dyed my hair tons of different colors - but just between you and me, I'm secretly proud that my natural hair color is so blonde. Most blonde's are more of a light brown. Not mine - I'm a true blonde (does that make me sound ditzy? Did I even spell 'ditzy' correctly?)

Anyway. Something happened today that made me determined to dye my hair a darker shade of anything.

In my aerobics class I was jogging alongside a certain lady in my class. We don't know each other, but were in the same group, and happened to be going the same pace - a slow jog.
**Side note: lots of girls in my class are super skinny, and super fit. What's with the need for aerobics, girls? I know, I know, it's good to be healthy. But really, they make me feel like a huge, lumbering buffalo. Side not over**
Whilst we were jogging along, the following conversation ensued.
Lady: "I have a hard time going any faster than a jog because I have anemia and it's hard for me to get energy. I almost had to be hospitalized last semester because of problems I have with it."
Me: "I'm just slow because I'm out of shape."
Lady: "Well, plus, you're albino, right?"

Hold up. What???

What do you say to that? All I could do was slowly shake my head. Like...Not that having alibism would be a bad thing, but isn't it easy to tell if someone has it? PLUS, what does that have to do with running speed? Are albinos naturally slow?

So, I have nothing against people who are albino. But really.

It's time for a dye job.