Saturday, August 28, 2010

[wo]man's best friend

I seriously thing video chatting is the greatest thing that has ever been invented. I think Skype is the only reason I'm not on a plane back home right now. Okay, that's not true. I love being on my own. The freedom is great and the responsibility isn't that bad... yet. Luckily I've only had to deal with a max of six credits, but I know that once I get into my full time schedule in January things might get crazy. I'm super happy that I'm moving to Provo in a week because I'll have my best friend Claire and Alice and Kendl all there when I have like a stress attack or something. As much as I like Idaho... I just couldn't live here forever.

I was reading my friend Max's blog, and he started talking about how much he missed his dog. It made me really sad because I miss my puppies soooo much. Every time I see dogs for sale on the side of the road {you wouldn't believe how common that is here} I have to stop and pet them to get my built up petting I've been holding in out. It's a bit pathetic, but for not it will have to do. My roommates and I actually found some super cute puppies for sale... only 10 dollars. We sat there for thirty minutes weighing the odds of hiding a puppy under our bed in our apartment. I was seriously considering getting one, but then I wasn't sure who would take care of it when I went home for the holidays. Plus, I didn't want to risk getting kicked out, although I'm pretty sure we could get away with it.

Abby, my baby

costello, the great

See how precious these dogs are? I seriously couldn't ask for a better set of dogs. I'm not sure how I'm coping without them. I miss their little faces so much.... My mom likes to put them on skype whenever I call and let me talk to them. It's so silly because I'll call out their names and their floppy little ears will perk up, and they'll look around, excited. It's funny because they don't understand that I'm on the screen, so they're never quite sure where to look. They'll run around excited until they can't take it any more, and flop down on their little bed, exhausted. My mom and sister say that Abby, the girl, has gotten really sluggish. The first couple of weeks she would just walk around the house like she was looking for something, before resorting to just following my mom or Sophia around. They think she misses me. I miss her too.

But, enough about my dogs. They're not all I miss. I miss my friends as well. I can't wait to see everyone when I move to Provo!! ONE WEEK!!!!! I get to see Claire!!!!!! I haven't seen her in forever! I miss her so much. She's my best friend, through thick and thin! I'm so happy that I'm only three streets [THREE STREETS] away! I remember when I had to go out to Nebraska to see her! Now I only have a short walk! I am so thrilled!!!

I also get to see Alice! She's another one of my best friends! I can't wait to live closer to her as well! I've been skyping her and I'm so glad that she's enjoying Utah!

And Kendl, my friend from birth! That kid's so funny! I can't wait to be closer to him!! This is going to be the best decision ever! I am so excited and happy!!!

That was then

This is now

That's about it. I'll give you guys a fill in on my last few weeks in Idaho as soon as I get my camera cord back from Florida. It seems I have forgotten it at home. Silly me. So much has happened! I LEARNED HOW TO COOK!!!!


Sunday, August 15, 2010


Three weeks. Three whole freaking weeks in Idaho. This is the longest I have been away from home, & even then I was with family or at a camp when I was gone. Not now, oh no. Now, I'm all by myself {sort of}, living in Rexburg, Idaho. I have four roommates, three [well, now only two] classes and a heck of a lot more free time than I imagined. I usually spend it at home, watching Friends or Criminal Minds or whatever else is lying around, but I do go out often.

Usually when I go out it's with Rebecca Malott and her husband, Travis. We'll find a couple more people to take with us, like Andrew, Mark, or Kevin and we watch movies or drive down to Rigby Lake and swim. I'm a lot tanner now than I was back in Florida, which amazes me. Of course, it'll only last until winter, which is just around the corner. Rexburg is infamous for its long winters, another reason why I'm hoping I can move to Provo, Utah in the next three weeks.

I've only been here in Idaho for three weeks {like I said earlier} and I've already gotten into trouble. Thanks to my adventurous friend Melissa and Amanda. They decided to take Kellie, Sam, and I over to some abandoned town in the middle of a bunch of fields. Of course, back in Florida such things do not exist, so I was naturally stoked to go.

After about a fifteen minute drive, we parked at a little gravel patch of the side of the road where some trees and a lone swing stood. Apparently years back a little child {the owner of that swing} died when he ran out in front of a car. Now the swing sits there, haunted. The five of us gravitated towards the swing like tourists to Disney, and took turns getting our picture taken.

It was pretty cool. After our little photography session, we trekked through the back of a near-by field to a dirt road which lead up to some super neat abandoned houses. With our cameras at the ready, we shot everything. It wasn't easy though, we had to walk through weed up to our necks, and {sometimes} heads, but the end result was worth it.

While we were there, we ran into another group who was taking senior portraits with some girl. They brought in this awesome yellow and green chair and just left it there while they went to get the girl changes so, I made sure to get a good shot of it. The whole feel of the little town was simply amazing, and I can't help but wonder who lived there back when the buildings weren't so dilapidated.

After a bit of walking and picture taking, we decided to head back. This is where the story gets interesting. About half way back down the dirt road, a guy on a four wheeler came riding up to us. He asked if we had permission to be on the property {no, of course not} and informed us that we should get of and that there was a deputy parked towards the front. We hastily agreed and continued on our way. Much to our dismay, not thirty seconds later, said deputy came speeding up the dirt path, stopping only feet in front of us.

He stepped out of the car and approached us, asking whose car was parked at the front and what we were doing here. Melissa said it was hers and that we were only here to get pictures. The officer then said that we were on private property, to which we rebutted with the fact that we had not seen the sign since we had cut through the field. Apparently, in Rexburg, walking through a field is ILLEGAL. It's known as a criminal offense! So there we stood, all five of us, criminals.

He quickly took down our names, birth dates, and drivers licenses before walking back to his car and calling up the owner of the plot of land. We couldn't help but stand there and laugh at the horrid luck we had. So many groups of kids from BYU-I had come here before, yet we were the ones who got caught.

Once the owner came, the officer spoke to him for a good five minutes before sending him on his way. Luckily, he had talked the owner out of pressing charges and decided to send us beck home {not before he clarified for me what exactly a 'field' was}.

Since then, I am proud to say, have not walked through another field; however, I'm scared to freaking death to walk anywhere but the sidewalk. I don't even walk on the weeds in the cracks of the concrete.

Needless to say, I am enjoying my time here at BYU-Idaho. It's a lovely school and the scenery is breath taking. I would love to live in a place like this, only with a little bigger of a population.