Haul-o-ween

My favorite part of my previous post is that he spelled Einstein wrong....
I get it. Einstein is kind of a hard word to spell. But if you can't spell his name correctly, you probably shouldn't try quoting him to show that you have an intellectual side.

Also.
I've decided that pronouncing Halloween Haal-uh-ween is boring. Haul-o-ween sounds smart and sophisticated.
Same with:
Vase.
vase. voss.
And also
Aunt.
Ant. Awnt.
Caramel
Carmel. Care-a-male.
Mature
much-er. mu-ture. mu-tore.
My mom says "mu-tore." I like it.
... it sounds mu-tore.

Happy Haul-o-ween.

That is all.

myspace kills....

Hi my name is (___ _____). I am 21 years old and I am from Moab UT.... I am single... I added you as a friend because from your pictures I find you attractive. I am a nice honest guy who just got out of a crazy relationship and I am trying to get back into the dating thing.... I see you live in Monticello and I was wondering if you would like to hang out sometime. I live with three of my friends... Anyways I hope this message doesn't totally creep you out. I am just a shy guy and the internet gives me an enviroment where I can hopefully meet new people. So I guess I anticipate your reaction, for like Einestien said, for every action there is an equal and opposite......
Sincerely Yours,
(name removed by request..he didn't like what he found when he googled himself)

My little one

Pinky promise me you will watch this clip. From beginning to end. Before going any further.


I'd say it went a little something like that.
It would have given you just as many feel-good goose-bumps or more that's for sure.

Introducing...

Ruby Zella
Yes.
Freestone's give dogs middle names.
Yes.
Ruby is mine all mine.
Merry Christmas to Molly,
Love Santa.

Not the Nursery!!

The pictures of molly's new puppy is making me quite jeleous!
She is so cute!!
I'm worried I have made a massive mistake!!
Yesterday at church A woman came over to will and I and asked us if we would watch the nursery one sunday when they're moving....
I said yes because it was only one day.. sure no problem..
But will seems to think she asked if we would take over permanently...
I'm really nervous i've made a big mistake!!
I'm not ready for the nursery!!
So I hope I am right and Will is wrong.

Last week I cooked twice!!!
Yes thats right, twice!
one day was a Casarole, and the other night was burritos
no, not frozen burritos..
I had to heat up the tortillas and the beans..
so that might not count as cooking, but i'm counting it!!
I'm an amazing chef, and Will is very lucky.. right?

I'm tired of work.

Molly, get on blastoff! because it is going to literally blast off soon!

Love,
Madison

My Barking Cat

This is by far the most important decision I will ever make.
I haven't slept in days because of this inner turmoil.
So. With the L's. All of our pet names start with L.
Licorice- so creative... she is black.
Lila Etna (I talked my brother into naming her after our deceased Great Great Grandmother)
Lucky- the foster cat who comes and goes as he pleases... "Lucky" gets beat up a lot by Mike Tyson the Cat... who bit off his tail?

So, I'd LIKE to use an L name, but to be honest, the names I am leaning toward with each gender do not start with L. My mom said this is a good time for me to practice and learn how to think for myself and not say/do things just to please others around me......

If I pick the little boy...
Oliver. (ollie... which unfortunately rhymes with molly)
Maximus. (max)
Brutus.
Oscar.
Henry.
Liam.
Leo.
Lupe.
Louis.

If I pick the little girl...
Liddy.
Lucy.
Ruby.
Ziggy.
Stella.
Zella.
Chloe. (silent e)
Lolita. (fun to say... but isn't it the word used to describe promiscuous preteens?)
Lux.
Lottie.
Lady.

Names I would use if I didn't know how it feels to share names with your friends pets:
Pennie. (second mother)
Scout. (Jeni's little Olivia's middle name!!!!!)
Matilda. (cute little girl in ward)
Dorothy. (neighbor)
Beau. (cousin... favorite cousin)
MADI.
Fern. (Great Grandma. My FAVORITE person in this world. Lila Etna's daughter... who is still alive so she might not like that too much..)


I can't do this.
Decide for me....
She doesn't have to know.

Quick! Hurry! Fast! PICK ONE!

This cute little boy...

Or this darling little girl...

The boy is a Morkie (Maltese/Yorkie) and the girl is a Yorkie Poo (Yorkie/Poodle)
So basically, the ultimate question is, which one would you rather snuggle with?!

Russian Roulette

So I think I've heard love compared to a game of Russian Roulette...
Well this morning I was thinking, and I decided that Russian Roulette is much safer. In that game there is only one bullet in the revolver, where as with love, there are bullets loaded into every chamber, except for one, right?

Thought provoking, I know.

Oh. And don't worry. I'm not planning on playing either game anytime soon.

I need help.

I hate physiology.

For my final assignment in Human Physiology I have a group project to do. We need to make some sort of model showing some function of the body. Anything from a single organ to a organ system.

I have no ideas.

My teacher scares me.
She doesn't like me.
I might be doomed.

An example of what a group did last semester:
They took tubing.. like surgical tubing... melted butter then put it in and let it dry,then put in fake blood to compare a healthy artery to a clogged artery......
it doesn't need to be a comparison between healthy and unhealthy...
It can simply be how something works...
Or how a disease forms....
which makes it sound like it should be easy...
but it isn't.


I need ideas.
If you've ever done or seen any great projects relating to anything physiology please let me know!!!

My entire group is stumped. I'm not good at this sort of thing. I would rather write a ten page paper on the colon then build a model of something.

EEK!

RIP Eeyore

I've had little to write lately.
This has been quite frustrating.
Yesterday, on that familiar four hour drive home, I asked myself, "Why do I have nothing to write about lately?"
It is ironic. Because I have so much on my mind...
So I realized...
My issues right now are too much for even ME to share.
So just know... while I write nothing... I am still the same old Molly, wallowing in my own self pity, with a carton of birthday cake ice cream to keep me company.


p.s.
Remember when we all thought Eeyore was cute? And didn't realize till we were older that he was in fact a pathetic ass who always felt sorry for himself? (What were the makers trying to do to our generation anyway? ...I blame them for all those emo scenester kids and their problems. And no I am not one of those kids. I am a cool kid almost grown up with problems.)
Anyhow, he FINALLY did it.

I love SNL.

giving you publicity.

Alright, alright. I just wouldn't be able to sleep at night if I didn't put in a plug for my lovely friend Annie. She is just obsessed with this song. She recorded herself singing it and thought it would be a good idea to put it on youtube.
I really think she's got what it takes.

To Annie: Annie, remember how you like this song?
To everyone else: If you like this song, read this post again but whenever you see the name Annie, replace it with your own.
It's like I'm making fun of you....
and making fun of people is fun.

Gag.

Alright.
This girl is whack.
And seriously, this was the most conservative photo I could find of her.

I hesitated to even put this weird crap up.


Mom, Dad, I know what you are thinking. Is that Marilyn Manson? Has Molly started listening to Marilyn Manson?! Should we be worried?

The answer is yes.
I mean no.
No, That is not Marilyn Manson.
Yes, you most certainly should be worried.

This freak of nature... (ok that was harsh) this.... um.... person(???) just so happens to have like 5 number one hits. Yep. I've heard many of the little girls around town singing along to one song or another of Lady Gaga's.

Her songs are both juvenile and promiscuous, which is wonderful if you are hoping for your 8 year old daughter to be a sexy lolita.
With lyrics like, "I want to take a ride on your disco stick" or "Wish I could shut my playboy mouth, How'd I turn my shirt inside out?" ... your daughter is bound to grow up a winner.

Ok, so as you can probably see, I have had no use for Lady Gaga. Her songs are retarded, she's got little girls singing about disco sticks, and she may or may not be a hermaphrodite. Now, with all of that said, I have a confession.

Paparazzi.
Lady Gaga's latest single.
The lyrics are weird. I don't know if cheesy is the word, because to me, cheesy has a connotation of being cute. While these lyrics are cheesy, they definitely aren't cute. Unless you are super into that whole peeping-tom/swim fan thing....
Pretty much the song is ridiculous. And creepy.



I can't stop listening to it!
Curses!
I like it. It's the chorus. The words suck, but the tune is lovely. If you just hum and mumble you can almost forget that you should be scared.

If you tell anyone about this, I will...

"follow you until you love me, papa paparazzi."

Grampa Lee

Since I was a little girl, I have dreaded days like today. Realizing that at some point in the future, there were four inevitable days of loss to be experienced, this being one, might have been my first real grasp of the concept of death. I've always known, that those four days would be the most heart wrenching days of my mothers life.
Today is the second of those days.

My Great Grandpa Lee passed away early this morning. He lived a long, healthy, successful, righteous life. His wife, My Great Grandma Lee passed away 3 years ago. They were married for 64 years. They were "sweethearts". There is a fabulous framed picture of their 3rd grade class, him sitting two seats behind her.
(Jake and Abbie are SO getting married.)

While Grandpa Lee's death was among the better of circumstances, my heart still breaks for my poor mum. She loved him with all of her heart. All four of her grandparents played such big roles in her life, quietly compensating for the shortcomings of others . They were her Saviors. I only wish she did not have to experience this immense grief that comes with the physical death of a loved one.

mo-mo

Okay this is super cheesy but...

Remember when we watched NIENIE on OPRAH?!
Well, in a way I was almost disappointed.
And in a way I was very pleased.
(as if my opinion matters)

I felt like there were things I got out of the show that I had never gotten reading The Nie Nie Dialogues, and things from The Nie Nie Dialogues that the show unfortunately failed to capture.
Mum and I decided the reason the show was not as moving as her blog was because Oprah was in charge. She asked questions and Nie answered.
On the other hand, seeing Nie in her home in action, and then "at the studio" with her hubsy, and how they so obviously really do love each other with a different kind of love then most people ever experience, was a beautiful thing.

Ok. Now to my cheesy stuff.... (yeah that cheesy stuff above wasn't in the plan)
What I loved best was when the other mom on the couch, who spent time at the Nielson home to gain an appreciation for the little things in life, explained to Oprah how there was this "energy" in their home. She said this "energy" was nearly undescribable but that there was such an overwhelming feeling of peace among this family. How with little children running around causing chaos, there still managed to be a feeling of serenity.

I felt like it was a little joke among The Nielson's and The Latter Day Saints.
We are so fortunate to know that the undescribable "energy" has a name.

fyi

I really like this new show:

Even though it's a total Twilight knock-off/True Blood for kiddies.
The first episode was awkward. But I have to admit, it's completely "sucked" me in.
I mean lets be frank. Can we ever have too many beautiful vamps to drool over?

Edward.

This is the picture of best friend and hubsy that made my jaw drop.
This is the Edward my mind created when I read that first Twilight book...


The more I typed, the more inappropriate things were said... So I deleted it. But know this. I had a lot of funny jokes to go with this one but instead I used my better judgement which none of us, especially me, knew I had.
So... The End.

Paper bag it.

Pretty sure that whole "tanning is bad for your skin" speech is a made up lie! Someone was just out to get me. I'm sure of it.
Someone wanted to make sure none of us females had that sun kissed glow.
Someone wanted to frustrate me each fall when my make up stopped matching and I had to go out and buy new colors and shades.

I get pimples when I lose my tan.
Having a pimple at my house is a lot different then having a pimple at your house.....
(yes, I am assuming, but just go with it)
Having a pimple at my house means you have to lock yourself in your room as much as possible. It means having to sprint from point A to point B praying she doesn't catch you.
She, meaning that woman that can't wait to get your pimple between her fingers.
She, meaning that woman who will take things from bad to worse.
She, meaning that woman who thinks it's her duty to mutilate your face simply because She brought you into this world.
She, meaning Mum.

The point I'm trying to make here is this:
So what if tanning could kill you and make you a leather faced 60 year old?
Wouldn't you rather live in the moment?

It's not like you are going to have a bangin' bod to show off when you are 60 anyhow.
You are in your prime now, so why not make the best of it?

Tan away.

I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!

The moment I read the word "Chicago" I KNEW what Nie Nie was up to.

I mean come on. What is Chicago most famous for anyhow?

The Bears? The Bulls? Al Capone? An ex-boyfriend? Being windy? The eponymous band Chicago?

No, no, no.

I have one word for you.

Oprah.

Bam.

None of us are surprised, of course. I mean, Stephanie Nielson has pretty much reached celebrity status and become a hero to every female with a computer.
She more than deserves to sit her bum where Tom's feet once jumped....
No... wait. I bet tomorrow afternoon Tom will turn to Katie and Suri to say, "My feet once jumped where Nie Nie's bum is sitting!"

Tomorrow at 4:00, I ask that you do not call, text, or show up at my house, because I will certainly be ignoring you.

Today I'm wearing winter clothes...

So that sucks.
Well, being cold sucks.
pulling out the lovely scarves, sweaters, boots,
leg warmers, mittens, and hats doesn't really suck.
The pea coat sucks. I hate the pea coat.
It's itchy.

B-list mormon

The word "conference" is invading my facebook news feed.

Stevi Young... Lovely rainy Sunday afternoon, add conference and it is the perfect day.

Andrea Joan Smith... loves conference sunday! ♥

Sinamin Freestone Thornton conference was great i didn't want it to end good thing there is an afternoon session!!!!

Lyndi Young watching conference and relaxing, sounds like a perfect sunday morning.

Isabella Lee Is watching general conference!!

Hillary Anne Skillings First time I've missed conference! :( Bummed!

Steven P. Marshall had a blast goin to conference today with his friends.

Audrey Ramsay Strickland Hanging out in Monticello with the fam :) Conference was great!!

Alysse Smith Crouchet loves Conference weekend, and is so happy with life!

Lorin Pace conference. stanford football. good weekend.

Mark Mueller so... conference is amazing!

Nadia Essa 179th annual GC!

Zaida Victoria Riquelme church-in-pajamas weekend!

I have it on.... but I may or may not be playing tetris.... and blogging of course.

My status update currently says:

I have two far fetched goals today. To get out of bed and brush my teeth. I know, I'm a dreamer.

And while it was written yesterday... it still applies today.

If you are completely confused as to what I am talking about....
Go here!
Then join my church. It's super rad.

Apple Pie Caramel Apple™

Thank you Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory for this fabulous idea.
I made these wonderful Apple Pie Caramel Apples last night, and while
they weren't as pretty as RMCF's, they were just as yummy!

Still laughing

Okay. Another fantastic website....Stuff Hipsters Hate
well... actually it's got a lot of vulgarity.
So be warned.
But, seriously, it's genius. Whoever made this put all my funny thoughts about "hipsters" into words....
I think it'd be even MORE funny if they tried to describe MORMON hipsters. Oh yes.
They are JUST like hipsters anywhere else.. minus the illicit drug use, booze, and casual sex.

Wait... come to think of it... I've known plenty of MORMON hipsters that do those things too. I suppose the difference is, mormon hipsters are a little more "hush hush" about it....

Okay, I'm half joking. I can think of many wonderful mormon hipsters that seem so good at what they do, still managing to keep their morals in tact. I suppose they compensate by being EXTRA obnoxiously hipster in other areas.

This was my favorite little blurb I found:
"In the hipster world, being hot is a lot less important than being “interesting looking.” While a dude with close-cropped hair, a chiseled jaw and a swimmer’s physique may be a prime physical specimen to the rest of society—to a hipster he’s pretty much a nonentity. Let us suppose that people only really take note of the members of the opposite sex that they find attractive, rendering the rest of society invisible: When a hipster walks into, say, Abercrombie & Fitch, it is as if she is walking into a room bereft of humanity, filled with douchey clothing. In order to make oneself visible, and therefore sexually viable to a hipster girl, one must find a way in which to distinguish oneself from the cellophane crowd."

Hilarious.

*Sidenote: I just spent about 20 minutes trying to find a decent picture of hipsters to paste onto this post.... Seriously though all I found was a bunch of nasty people dressed ugly........
I know you are thinking, "then you found your self a hipster!" But I really do believe there are some lovely hipsters with lovely hipster style.....
they do exist I tell you!

Couldn't sleep last night

As much as i tried I couldn't get myself to fall asleep last night!!! I even went to the gym this morning at 5:00 am.

I think part of it was because my right eye is really hurting because i slept in my new contacts, and now my eye looks really red.

So i'm at work half blind because i'm not wearing one contact and it looks like i'm high.

Awesome

-madison

Ugh..

I hate it when people are way cooler than me.
I hate it when people are happier than me.
I hate it when people are in love, unlike me.

Jana + Billy Engagement from IRIS AND LIGHT on Vimeo.

Oh come on, I'm only saying what we are all subconsciously thinking.

Sometimes I think I am pretty cool.

For instance, when I reinforce a nickname that really only one person in my life uses and then make myself a snazzy signature to remind everyone.

bitter.

My nose is runny and my fingers are so cold it hurts to type.
Today marks the first day of my least favorite time of year. This morning when I left the house I realized I could see my breath. Actual tears were shed.
I HATE the cold season.
So much that I almost don't even believe anyone who says they do like it..... how could you possibly enjoy this?!