Valentine's Day, My Cute FIANCE, and the Shiny Ring on My Finger!

So, I GOT ENGAGED OVER VALENTINE'S DAY! Yep, there is a shiny ring on my finger, a cute boy on my arm (on the weekends) and I'm so happy! We are getting married June 14 and I'm so in love it's disgusting. Also, I forget to post because my life is so exciting right now, which is kind of nice for a change. I'm really really happy you guys and just wanted you to know because I know that your every desire revolves around me, clearly. Stay tuned for exciting issues of What's New in Felicia's Life. If I actually remember to post about it...

Will I Ever Be Warm Again?

It has been snowing for soooo long like a whole three days without stopping. Okay, there's been a little bit of stopping but mostly no stopping. Lots and lots of snowing. It's horrible. I've found a new way to cope with having to scrape my car off, besides the wonderful face I make while doing it, I sing "Count Your Blessings". It's the only way to be okay with the horribleness of the snow. I realized as I was scraping my car off this morning that maybe the snow is someone else's blessing, and who am I to be grumpy about someone else receiving blessings? So, while I hate the snow I will try to be less grumpy about it and keep a smile on my face, well a semi-smile, well maybe I will just not make faces as often as usual.

Long Known Strangers

A few years ago I did something I wasn't sure I was capable of doing. I forgave. It took me a long time to even acknowledge that I was angry at my dad. I shrugged the feelings I had towards him off and just told myself that there were other reasons I didn't want to be a part of his life. But the truth was I was mad at him and I blamed him for a lot of the things that went wrong in my life. The hardest people to forgive are the people you love the most. But hate only hurts one person and that person is you. Letting go of that hate was the hardest most rewarding thing I ever did. Well, a few weeks ago I put that forgiveness to the test and I went to see my dad for the first time in five and a half years. I knew that it was going to be a difficult experience but what I found was different than what I expected. The man that sat in front of me (or I saw, it's a computer screen, kind of like skype) was a total stranger. I no longer knew this person. I had built up all of the wonderful memories that I had of him and forgotten all of the bad ones but the person I saw wasn't any of those memories. He was a decrepit shell of what once was. The mistakes he had made and the path he chose led him to a place in life where everything he loved was completely inaccessible to him. What kind of life was it to live and never see anyone you love? I know I will never make the same mistakes as my father and I know I will never end up in the same position as him but having his example has taught me great gratitude for the knowledge that I have to make decisions that progress me towards a happier life not stall me in the present.

Two Thousand and Fourteen

Goodness I've been bad at this blogging thing lately. I'm sorry! Life has been incredibly crazy. Christmas break was amazing! I loved spending time with my family and my cute boyfriend. It was a great break.
School right now is insane. My classes aren't actually that hard and I'm only taking twelve credits this semester so you would think that I would be fine. However, this semester I am applying for practicum and that is stressful. It's a lengthy process and slightly competitive. I am not excited about it. It also makes it very real that I am a grown up and now I have to make grown up adult decisions that will affect me for pretty much the rest of forever.
Speaking of forever! I am getting married my friends! Please feel free to squeal right here. I don't have  a ring yet but we're pretty much engaged. And I'm pretty much completely and totally in love. June 14. In case you were interested in knowing when. And I have a dress already. And June can't come fast enough! It's taking soooo long.
Things right now are so crazy and so amazing. I am very happy where I am even if it does bring it's own challenges and stress. This year is going to be amazing and I am very excited for the time I get to be a better me and to learn all of these new things about life and myself and to grow in ways I've never thought or been able to. Life is weird, weirdly wonderful!

Christmas Time is Here!

I love Christmas. I've loved Christmas since I was a little girl. I remember my dad loving Christmas. Every Christmas eve we would read the story of Christ's birth before going to bed early so Santa could come then on Christmas morning we would all sit by the door waiting for mom to get up while dad made biscuits and gravy for breakfast. Christmas music always played and the house always smelled like pumpkin pie. But my mom and dad divorced years ago and Christmas hasn't been like that for me since I was twelve. I have always been sad about that. But I discovered this year that all those good memories that I have of Christmas are memories that I can carry with me and even carry on to my own family. I do love Christmas. And what is more important than the music and the smells or even the stories are what Christmas means and what we truly celebrate. Christ was born to save us all and Christmas is a time to spend together as a family to utilize the sacrifice he made and to celebrate and give thanks. I am so happy for the wonderful life I have, the wonderful memories of past, and the wonderful future I am so excited for.

I Destroyed the Plague...You're Welcome.

So, I live in an apartment with five other women. You would think that it would be so clean, because stereotypically women are clean. Keyword: Stereotypically. I hate stereotypes. Our apartment is disgusting 6/7 days of the week. And depending on your standards you could push that to 7/7 days of the week. I am super OCD about being clean and this creates a dilemma. It truly does. Like being terrified of catching the black plague from our bathroom, because I'm pretty sure it carried it. But no more my friends, no more. I have saved myself, and the rest of the world, the trouble of having to come up with a vaccine for the plague by destroying it before it spread. The bathroom is clean! It is a miracle!

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

FINALS ARE OVER MY FRIENDS!!! What? You thought I was talking about Christmas?!?! Psh...Christmas is only half the reason I love December. The other half is getting out of school and never having to look back at this place that makes me do horrible unspeakable acts of homework again. Or at least not for 4 weeks, which is almost forever. My finals are over. Can I get a hallelujah? I can finally focus solely on life and not lock myself up studying all the flippin' time. And to inspire you to do the same. This is how I'm feeling today:

Welcome to Logan

Where your nose hairs freeze half the year! This week has been so flippin' cold. I got on the bus yesterday morning at 7 (I had a horrible horrible final) and the bus driver goes "Fun fact everyone: It is currently -16 degrees outside, Happy finals week!". He clearly has a different definition of fun than me. It was so cold. I'm just glad I don't live in Russia I would die.
On other notes. I saw the movie Frozen. So so so cute! I liked it more than Tangled which is saying something.
Finals week is upon us. Monday was my worst day and it is over! Yay! Now I just have to survive the rest of the week so that I can go home. Home is good. Home is where my best friend is. And I miss him. I also don't have to think about school again for four whole weeks. Those weeks are going to be glorious!

The Most Awkward Laundry Experiences

At my apartment building we have a laundry room, a community laundry room because I was too cheap to find an apartment with it's own washing machine so now I community launder with the rest of the wonderful citizens of Continental. It's a laundry party. There is one problem with our wonderful community laundering experience: I am a woman and sometimes there are men. In fact statistically it's probably 50% of the time if there is someone in the laundry at the same time as me it's going to be a man. I feel like laundry rooms should be like bathrooms; we should have one for women and one for men. I mean honestly I have more privacy in the bathroom then I do in the laundry room, which now that I think about it is probably how it should be. But it's so awkward to be sitting there all puttin' my laundry in the washer and in walks a man, usually a friendly one too. Then they want to talk to you and it's all like yes please continue conversing with me about how warm it is today while I subtly try to stick my bra here between my two pairs of jeans and smuggle it into the washer without you noticing. I love when that happens! It's like the best moment of my life. The laundry room is not like online dating we don't go there with the purpose of meeting someone we go there to put clothes in the washer. And I just want to do it alone!

I Am Alive. And Incredibly Happy Too!

The month of November has definitely been an interesting one folks. But it has been so amazing!! I am very happy to say that N is home from his mission and I love him. A lot. Like more than I ever thought possible. He is pretty amazing you guys. This month has been crazy I feel like it has gone by so quickly! It is already the nineteenth and December is quickly approaching. Christmas is upon us! I love Christmas and this Christmas is going to be the best Christmas yet and I am very excited for it. Even if I am incredibly poor because my work is cutting my hours back drastically. I'm looking for a new job. Looking for a new job is not fun. On the positive side I have had multiple job interviews so hopefully I find something soon. Until then I just get to be poor. It's a fun life. I should be concerned but I just can't find it in me because I am so so so happy! Life is good! Go eat some ice-cream for me.