My Lips Hurt Real Bad

So it’s a great movie.  But seriously.  I am not a fan of this cold and dry weather.  So readers, you may think that I am posting about the weather because I have nothing else to talk about.  While this a commonality with the majority of commoners, it is not the case with me.  I have an obsession with the weather.  I find it fascinating.  If I got the chance, I would be a professional storm chaser.  Anyways, back to this post.  So I woke up to snow.  Bummer.  And it was a bummer.  See, for the first time in awhile I woke up in a good mood.  This is a rare thing for me.  Usually it takes a half hour to get me out of those nasty spells.  No one talks to me in the morning for their and my benefit. 

However this morning was an exception.  A bright, glowing beam shining forth and casting away the darkness of all dreary mornings.  That did not last long.  It ended when I looked out the window.  Double bummer.  Well I got over it and was walking to class gloating in the fact that I have yet to slip and fall this winter.  Remember how they say pride cometh before the fall?  This is a literal statement.  You guessed it.  Wipeout.  Luckily it was early enough that very few people saw.  Well I have been sufficiently humbled.  I am very sick of this snowy, yet ironically dry weather.  My lips hurt real bad and now my knee hurts too.  Peace and blessings homies.  Try to stay pain free.

This one's for you, Alissa

Warning:  Rant.  Yeah, it’s only my second post, but I have to prove a point.  So today, my roommate informed me that she thinks Groundhog's Day is a stupid holiday.  She even took the time to write a ridiculous blog rant about it.  She wanted to kill Punxsutawney Phil.  How could she be so lame?  Punx is a National Icon.  I even took the time to learn how to spell his name.  He is a true hero.  He brings hope and joy to millions of people around the country.  For the adults, a hope that snow shoveling and ice scraping are coming to a close.  For the children, a hope for many fun filled days of sledding, snow men, and ice forts are still to come.  You know what is a dumb holiday?  Arbor Day.  Seriously.  (Here I mention the aforementioned roommate is a tree hugger :)) How many days do we have to celebrate earth?  Really.  Now before you go and call me an earth hater, let me explain.  This earth is great.  It’s beautiful.  I love it.  But really, how many days do we have to have to celebrate it?  By celebrating it, we diminish its overall value.  When we pick several days to celebrate this planet, then we stop taking care of it every other day. Yeah, that’s right.  I just defended saving the earth.  But only to prove a point.  Don’t count on this every time.  I leave the water on while I brush my teeth.  Peace and Blessings.

Taking a Leap

Hi, my name is Stephanie and I am a shoeaholic. (Hi Stephanie).  Say hello to the newest blogger out here in this vast waste of space and time known as the internet.  Well, to start, here is just a little bit about me.  I am a junior at Brigham Young University.  I am studying Public Health and it is my true love.  Okay now that the boring stuff is over, let me tell you why I am writing a blog.  Actually, to be honest, there is no real reason.  I looked around and saw that everyone was doing it, and so, as we are all taught as mere infants, I jumped on the bandwagon and here we are today.  Yes, if my friend jumped off a bridge, I probably would too.  Doesn’t it sound like a great adventure?  I believe life is to be lived. And lived well.  There is so much joy to be found.  We all have our own ways we express ourselves and find happiness here on earth.  Crazy adventures with friends, spending time with family and shoes bring this to me.  So, this is kind of cheesy, but aren’t most first blog posts?  Peace out friends.