"Mirasels" Happen!

Internet,

Today has been a LONG day. Grandma is in the hospital, again, so that's stressful, and I was just on my way home to get some sleep and decided I needed a treat. SO, I went to the McDonald's drive-through and had a pleasant surprise!

On of my favorite treats, since I was a little girl is the McDonald's Shamrock Shake, a delicious minty shake, only available at St. Patrick's Day. Well, with all the hustle and bustle, I didn't get my shake last month. But guess what?! They still have them here!! Hurray!



Oh, and the "Mirasels" thing. Well, when my sister worked for a gift shop one summer this craft lady brought in her wares, one being a small plate with an angel painted on and the phrase "Mirasels Happen" Methinks she meant Miracles... Makes me smile every time!

Chapter 1: The Seminary Demon

Ok Internet,

So, after my last post, I have had several requests of things to share in my Made for TV movie, and I've decided the best way to get said movie made is to first start writing the script.

So, by Morgan's Request (She was one of my little EFY ladies from my favorite week... EVER) Here is the first part of what may be the most comedic part of my "show."

A few disclaimers....

*Please don't judge me because I was/am relationship impaired.
*Names may or may not be changed to protect the innocent, and because I'm too much of a wuss to tell the involved party the true story and since it happened 12 years ago I feel the statute of limitations is up.
*If you know any of the parties involved, please don't name names, for privacy reasons. Thanks!

With that... I give you Pride and Prejudice:Krystal Style.

Once upon a time, cause all good stories start with once upon a time, there was a beautiful girl named Me. And the year was 1996, and I was 12 years old. It was the summer before 7th grade. I remember one Monday being at the community Food Bank, doing service, and one of my Youth Leaders was telling me that a new family was moving to town and they had a son just my age, and that he was QUITE the ladies man. Well, that was it. I'd never seen the boy, but from his description I KNEW that we were MFEO. (Made For Each Other) There was just one problem, he lived on the other side of town, and had no CLUE who I was... But I knew that he would one day love me.

I may or may not have seen him at church functions, and from afar knew that I liked him.

Flash forward 2 years to my Freshman year of High School.

We would be going to the same school! Not only that, but we would be taking a class together!! This was my chance. I knew his father and that his father was very involved in our church and so automatically I deducted that if I wanted to be desirable to this young man I would need to be SUPER Spiritual. And the class we had together was a church scripture class before school. SO. I. Was. Set.

But imagine my surprise when I went to school on the first day of High School and we had ANOTHER class together, Biology. Fate, I tell you. FATE.

Now my master plan was simple. In order for him to fall MADLY in love with me, I would have to become a scriptorian. So, that's what I did. Every night, I would go home and study the seminary lesson; I knew the answers to the question before the teacher asked the question. I sat on the front row. I memorized all the scriptures. I even brought in candy when it was my turn for devotional. All in an effort for him to realize how much he loved me back...

Now, as some of you may know, I sing. And I'm not bad at it. Well, my friends had conned me into trying out for our school's Show Choir. And Freshmen don't typically get in. But, I decided to try anyway. I did good. So well that there were only 2 Freshmen girls who made call-backs. Me, and Donna. Now, vocally, I was WAY better than Donna. In fact, during the call-back she said to me "I like to sing by you cause it's easier to hear my part." (I should have known THEN! Haha) So, I knew I had her on the singing portion, it would be left to the dancing part. Well, I got partnered with a red-haired boy with sweaty palms who was NOT Fred Astaire, and Donna got one of the best dancers in the school for her audition.... It wasn't looking good.

I ran into the school the next day to check the list. My name wasn't there. But Donna's was.

I. Was. Devastated.

My blasted lack of dancing skills had thwarted my future. I walked away from the Choir room crushed. Not only that, but I had overheard some of the boys in seminary refer to me as the "Seminary Demon." Could it be that my plan was backfiring on me?? As I was walking to the bus later that day I saw HIM, KISSING Donna.

I knew then, that I could no longer love him and that he would henceforth be my arch enemy....


To Be Continued.......

Riding in cars with Rae....

Hey Internet!

So, I was talking to my girl Rae, or as I like to call her the friend formerly known as K****** D***** and she, reminded me of some fantastic scenes that must not be left out of my Made for TV movie!

Well, once upon a time there were 3 friends. Myself, Rae and Lunde. And it just so happened that one of us girls liked a boy who shall be called Cargo Pants. Well, one day it was decided by the lady with the crush that we should do a drive-by of CP's house. Ya know, see if he was home, stop by, maybe go for a tasty treat... Cause a girl's got to eat! Haha

WELL, it was wintertime. And maybe the car we were driving didn't have great tires, and maybe it had snowed a bit that day, and maybe one of us was in heels, one of us was in borrowed chanclas and the other had a gimp foot.

SOOOO, we drive by just at the time that the crusher remembered CP was at work and would be coming home ANY minute! AND, the driveway to his complex only had one way to get in and out. SO, we quickly turned around and got stuck in the snow berm! He could be coming home then and let's talk about how embarrassing it would be if we were caught. So we had to act quickly.
The gimp foot drove, while myself in the borrowed, too small chanclas, and the girl in heels jumped out and tried to push the Ford Escort before getting caught. It wasn't an easy task because you maybe didn't know that slippers are called such for a reason, and heels, aren't made for pushing cars of a pile o snow the size of Mt. Everst. Well, we did it, but it was close. We passed CP on a road not far from the scene of the crime, and there were skid marks in the snow for weeks after. haha

Needless to say, we learned a valuable lesson on stalking. Don't do it! haha

Here's a pic of the 3 of us on another occasion, so you have a visual...



The other story... Well that's a good one too.

It was March. And Rae and I had been out shooting pedestrians on 9th East with marshmallow guns with our friend Delta. We had dropped him off after a successful hunt and were about to go have fun, when Delta called to let us know he had left his pop in the car and asked if we could return it. Well, being the solid friends that we are, we did. As we were leaving Delta's (Who happened to be my neighbor) we got to the first stop sign and disaster struck.

Rae had this most fantastic car with a slight problem, aka the break fluid leaked and at any time the car could quit working. And, that's exactly what happened. Now, I have included a picture of the scene of the crime thanks to the miracle of Google and my "paint skills." (Don't judge me)




Now as you can see from the picture, we are in the mountains. AND clearly we could not drive a car with no brakes... SO, Rae and I had 2 options:

Option A. Turn the car around, and push it up the hill to my house and get my car to drive to get brake fluid.

OR

Option B. Push the car down the hill and park it at the church and then walk to my house to get my car.

Oh, and it was like midnight. And Dark. And I was wearing flip flops, and had to pee. (This will be important later.)

SO, Rae and I decide that Option B will probably be the easiest option, since the church was closer to where we were stranded and it was downhill.

We put the car in neutral and start pushing.... And I guess we didn't realize just how steep the hill was to the church was, because before we knew it, we were both at a full fun, and Rae yells to me, "Ok, stop running!"
What Rae didn't realize was that I had tripped over my flip flop and was trying not to pee myself and was sprinting to reach the speeding Oldsmobile!

And then, like the ninja she is, Rae ran to catch up the the runaway car, jumped in and pulled the E-Brake, right after it passed the church, but before it hit the cars parked on the road.

And I maybe laughed so hard I peed myself.

Good Times!

If you can think of a story you'd like to have in my Made for TV Movie, just let me know and MAYBE you could be featured here on my BLOG!!!

To My Loyal Readers!

Internet!

This is my 75th Post! Can you believe it?? And I was checking and it appears that more people are actually reading than I thought. Weird.

In the words of Sally Field "You like me! You really like me!"

Ok, maybe I'm getting ahead of myself. Maybe people are bored...

I went and saw The Last Song today with Aunt Jessie. Internet, my advice. Read the book. Really cute and well written. The movie is sadly ruined by Miley Cyrus. Don't get me wrong, I've been known to shake my tail feather to Party in the USA. But honestly, Hannah Montana RUINED the movie with her snaggle tooth. BUT, not gonna lie, that first kiss was HOT!

But I got to thinking today as I sat through Miley's HORRENDOUS acting....

Who should play ME in my made for TV movie???

I mean LBH Internet, it's gonna be a GREAT show! (LBH= Let's Be Honest)

Some highlights of My Movie:

*When I threw a Hymn book at a boy in Seminary

*Going to the Haunted House that DIDN'T exist and NOT getting kissed.

* EFY counselor days

* Writing my Cookbook

* Stealing life vests....

It's gonna be good!

So, who should play me???

These are some of my ideas:

*Nikki and Mandy do have vocals... which will be realistic...

Who do you want to play YOU???

Please comment and let me know So I can begin casting!!!!

Don't You Wish Your Girlfriend Could Cook Like Me?! Don't-cha?

Hey Internet!

Raise your hand if you're ready to watch Duke win! I am!

So, I thought I would show you just a few pics of the fabulous spread I made... BY MYSELF... (Basically) FROM SCRATCH! Yeah. I'm that cool! My cousin is a fantastic photographer, and took some other pics, so, I'll have to get those from her. But these are just to give you a glimpse of my AWESOMENESS!

Rosemary Roasted Red Potatoes, Rolls, Asparagus and Mini Fruit Tarts.

Also, not pictured, my succulent Prime Rib that tasted almost EXACTLY like the Turtle Club!

Take THAT Julia Child!

He Is Risen!

Internet,

Happy Easter! I'll have to admit, while this has been one of the most exhausting times of my life, it has given me a new found love for the Easter Season. This weekend is General Conference. Where members of My Faith get to hear from our Prophet and Leaders. It's Fantastic, and if you'd like to listen, you can online!

Here is a clip with a beautiful Easter Message:

As I have mentioned, I am living with my grandma who has terminal cancer. Her time in mortality is limited. I was talking to my therapist about this and he asked if I was ready for my Grandma to go.

Which made me realize that while I will miss my grandma terribly, and I never want her to go, I KNOW that my Heavenly Father has a plan for us. I know he loves us. I know that death is not the end! Families can be together FOREVER! I know that my Heavenly Father loves me so much that he sent a Savior, Jesus Christ to come to this Earth and live a perfect life, that he suffered, bled and died for the sins of the whole world.

But more important than his suffering and death is that Jesus Christ LIVES!

Through the Atonement, he has loosed the bands of death so that we all may enjoy the blessing of Resurrection. I know that it is because of the Atonement that we can be forgiven of our sins so that we can become more like our Heavenly Father. I know that when life gets hard and it seems we are all alone, that Jesus Christ knows our pain perfectly, because he felt every pain, every wound, every broken heart. He knows my name!

And because Christ lives, I can live with God Again!

Happy Easter!!!

**If you have any questions or would like to know more, please feel free to ask, or click on the links!

March Madness! Literally.

Internet,

It's Final Four Time! And Coach K and his boys are in and I am excited! Now you are maybe thinking, hmmm. That's weird, I didn't picture her as a college basketball fan.

But, confession. I am.

Let me tell you the story.

Once upon a time when I was living in Provo, I worked with a boy who I had a little crush on. And I knew he liked Basketball. And he had my number, though a whole awkward exchange process, that may or may not have involved a paper airplane.... ANYHOW. He called me one night, and knowing that he liked basketball and that Basketball games were on like every channel.... and I thought to myself "hmmm, maybe he will like me if I like basketball too"...

A convo went like this:

Boy: So, what are you doing tonight?

Me: Oh, you know just watch the UNC game tonight...

(COMPLETE AND UTTER LIE! I only said that cause I had overheard him in the breakroom talking about the game and knew it was on. Hahaha)

Boy: Wow! Really?

Me: Oh yeah me and my roommates have totally been watching.

(Again. TOTAL Lie! I had one roommate who was watching, while my other roommate and I were frantically driving home from Target in a rainstorm in case he wanted to come watch at the house.)

Boy: Oh, cool. Well, maybe I'll stop by. What's your address??

And then I started driving a little like this...

I ran into my apartment to see my roommate Emily watching basketball and I frantically/desparately asked:

Emily! Teach me everything you know about basketball! Who's playing? Why is there that little clock in the corner? Why do you have that little paper with names and lines all over it? What is a "fault shot"?

She shook her head in disapointment and explained the magic which is the NCAA Tournament. And I've been hooked ever since. :) All from a little white lie...

GO DUKE!