And Her Nose Shall Tell Her...

That 'ze bathroom is clean.

Background: I had an AMAZING weekend minus one slight issue--I failed my cleaning check. I need to explain how it felt...like I had sat on a tack. Because my weekend was suppose to be refreshing after Rocky Mountain. Which it totally was until I got the little F,F,F,F on my portion of the cleaning check. See? My weekend was perfect:

Thursday Night: Fell asleep on Katherine''s bed. She awoke me once the Psych episode finished to go to my own bed across the room. And here's the best part, ya ready?! I got 10 1/2 hours of sleep! Yayawhoowhooyayawhowhoo! I felt like myself after that. Like dreaming of boys again, singing in my room to music as I got ready, happy, talkative, [typical becky-ness], etc.

Friday Night: After studying for hours and taking a test. I went to the Band Social Variety Show and nacho bar; which was hilarious. The Piccolos got together and did an interpretive dance. We got a standing ovation. :) Then I slaved over the bathroom for cleaning checks. I cleaned it super good. Or so I had thought. Dun. Dun. Dun!

Saturday: We woke up early at 6am and went into the Canyon (Rock Canyon Park...) and made a dutch oven breakfast. There was about 17 of us guys and girls. It was so much fun to watch the sunrise, cook, talk, and play! We found some ice blocks and some of us went ice blocking. Then we had a UP party to watch the football game at the Watts. I told Katherine she could come as long as she knew 3 things: the name of our city, University Place; the name of a ward, Sunset Ward [she biffed it and called it Sunshine Ward :)], and the high school, Curtis. Of course my Spirits were high when we won 38-28 against Oregon State--who we played two years ago for our Bowl Game. After messing around we decided to watch The Music Man.

Sunday: Church was great. I love my Ward. And my sweet Bishop who taught Relief Society and went 15 minutes over. :) But when we got home, we had left over breakfast from Saturday morning and then did the Sunday usual: visit with familia, nap, meetings, vt, etc. THEN. We went up to the mountains to see the fall colors. They were beautiful! I'll post pictures if I get the time.

Great weekend! And I spent another couple of hours today cleaning up like crazy the bathroom for cleaning check re-check for us failures. I decided I would use so much smelly goodness that as soon as crazy lady opens the door, her nose shall tell her how clean it is!

And guess what? It worked.

76 Trombones

Last week Katherine showed me the media center within the walls of Harold. I had no clue [exaggeration--I had forgotten] that you could get movies from the library. I mean--I remember the days with Mom headed to the UP Library to pick up a few VHS's every now and then; but, I suddenly grew up and didn't get things from the library when they upgraded to DVDs. Needless to say, my generation thinks the best thing out there is Redbox and Netflix. Which takes all our limited college funds. Now that I found a decent collection at the library, I think I'll go old school for the time being.

And Fully Enjoy

Being Able

To Rent...Something Named:

THE MUSIC MAN

Over the summer after a few Music Man references (which I didn't get at all), Katherine just about freaked when she did more digging and found out I hadn't seen it even once in my 20 years. Then after I quoted it in my talk I gave in Sacrament Meeting a few weeks ago, Katherine put some action to her words and we brought home the DVD to The Dwelling to watch it on Saturday night. The roomies and I had already made our social quota [boy quota] for the day so we just curled up with blankets and used our flat screen TV for probably the 4th time ever to watch a movie.

And I loved it. About halfway through I began to get antsy that it would end not the way I wanted it too, sincerely warning Katherine she would be in some big trouble and feeling some pain if little-red-headed-lisp boy got hurt. Or if handsome professor hill would just leave town without falling for librarian woman.

One theme I loved was how people can change. That because librarian woman chose to see the good that fake teacher hill brought to the city (even while knowing his fraud), he was able to have a change of heart. What an example! And that no matter how bad someone can be, you can still love them and see the good.

Now I'm antsy to fall in love with all the other great musicals that are out there...maybe Singing In The Rain will be next?

I Just Wasted An Hour On My Latest Interest, Pinterest.

Mom, you should probably check that out. Because of some technical difficulties/mix-ups--I created an account for you. Sorry! But I figure now that it'd be a great mommy daughter bonding website. Anyways, so you have all these Facebook friends following you and you have nothing posted on any boards. I can give you a tutorial at Christmas--no worries! I need to figure out how to set one up for myself without needing a Facebook account.

But...I feel like I"m just discovering life sometimes (thus the wasted hour). All the cool ideas to do when I have the time one day. There's just the idea of simplicity, nicety of things. I mean communication and technology have sky-rocketed so much that I could probably find any answer to any question or tutorial through a good, serious google/blog search!

Needless to say, I can't wait to be a mom. My mom. Mmm. :) Love her!

Some quick reading in our new-awesome-Relief-Society-special-blue-book and I found this gem:

"The average woman today, I believe, would do well to appraise her interests, evaluate the activities in which she is engaged, and then take steps to simplify her life, putting things of first importance first, placing emphasis where the rewards will be greatest and most enduring, and ridding herself of the less rewarding activities." -Sis. Belle S. Spafford (don't freak out if you didn't recognize her name--she was the 9nth RS general president)

Basic, right? But I really do like this quote because I've thought about how many cool things there are for me to do! That I want to do. That I could do. I'm 20 and I have a whole life a head of me. But I obviously--can't do everything. So I'll regroup the most important and live life one heat beat at a time. In the mean time...

I decided I needed a new Bucket List. A "In The Millennium To-Do List" where I can put all the 'less rewarding activiites' that would still be awesome to do but I won't have time for in this life. Ya. It's a keeper list. :)

Lover of Righteousness

I'm not sure if this in the scriptures. But i think it is. Somewhere in the New Testament where we were studying in Sunday School. Someone made the comment that they wanted to be strive to love righteousness. Even though it was a few weeks ago, the simple idea has struck a spot in my mind and stuck.

I want to love righteousness. I think I"ve already began long ago. As I get older and have more experiences I grow more attached to purity, modesty, reading your scriptures and getting something out of them everyday. I just want to be better and love all goodness. Good music, good movies. It's not about what you can't do or see or watch and you're left with just the good. No, the good has depth. The farther you go, the closer I go to living your standards the more joy and happiness I feel. It's a simplicity and talent. The good has so much depth with even more amazing things than before.

In one of my classes, we were talking about how as parents you hope and pray that as you teach them about the gospel you look to see if they're internalizing any of it. And when they do, how happy you are they got it. That they're applying it into there life. I know my parents have always known when I've lived with them that I was internalizing. But I hope my parents know that right now--as I live away from them--I, Becky-Sue-Marie-Rhoden-Future-Mrs.Right, love righteousness. That I am so grateful that they kept their covenants and were worthy enough to be sealed in the temple. That they taught me about Jesus Christ. I love him. My heart grows fonder the more I learn and study Christ's life. When I spent all summer working with youth, hoping that they would see how everything fits together, I testified that Jesus Christ lives everyday. I heard their testimonies and I grew such a deep respect. I know that I am a daughter of God. I love this Church and the principles of the Gospel. That the Gospel can be explained and understood so simply yet studied for a lifetime. The Gospel is my life. It means everything to me. I don't ever want to let it go.

Frustration

I feel really guilty for not blogging. When I have great ideas all the time to blog. I guess I could improve my desire to blog, and acutally do it more often. So whe I finally sit down to write out a post like this--I feel more guilty that the desire came from the need to vent about how busy my last couple of weeks has been. And how tired I am.

College can be killer. And I don't even have a job this semester, yet. I've just been going, going, and going and getting graded for it all. I mean, my summer was busy. My mom could tell you that she hear's from me more often since I've been in school then when I did EFY and was constantly busy. I think the biggest difference is the intensity of the work and grades. I don't know. I love it, but I've been non-stop and I'm feeling myself get drained. . . and it might just be the death of me.

At least John comes home to Provo this weekend. And Jim next weekend! I really in some need of some brolove.

Teenage Inventory

I can not believe today is my last day as a teenager! Seriously, I have been flipping out about this for the longest time--a week. But still. I guess I never really thought leaving the teenage years would be so monumental since I never focused on those who turned 20 who went before me (i.e. Jim and John). Especially since The Boys were on their missions. But for a girl! Twenty is quite the hefty number.

I never kissed a boy at 19! Whoot whoot :)

I met so many of my goals throughout my teenage years. I made it into BYU and I graduated from High School. From PEACH COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL. And have survived 2 years at BYU after attending PEACH CO. HIGH SCHOOL! Huge feats, I tell you, huge. :) And I got involved, made so many friends. Really developed a testimony. Figured out what I want to do with my life.

I can't believe how much has happened within the last 7 years. The Lord knew all. He knew that I needed to move to Georgia. He knew the people I needed to meet to influence and be influenced. He blessed me along the way by connecting my path to great friends from Washington.

Junior High was awful, yet spiritually developing. High School was challenging but the deepest growing spiritually-dependent growing experience, and the first two years of college were hard, yet independently rewarding.

19: The Final Day As A Teenager

5am: awake and drive to laundromat with Katherine
5:30am: enjoy a cereal party with Katherine in laundromat while watching general conference talks and dancing [i would insert pictures here...except that our camera that we had brought ran out of batteries]
7am-3:30pm: pruned, pruned, pruned, pruned andddd sat in an ant hill while pruning shrubs at the law school (talked to dad, texted baylee!)
4pm-6pm: practice efy dances with natalie (talked to mom and john)
6:30pm: dinner group!
8pm: sunshine party with monticello ward [insert decorated apartment m5 with bright sunshine/birthday decorations] and played sour apples!
11:40pm: fold laundry, blog, scriptures, prayer, blog<3
11:43pm: published