Here is a thing I did for my class, and a thing I did in real life. It was awesome!

http://universe.byu.edu/index.php/2012/06/05/crammed-in-the-canyons/

This is what happened

I kept the key at my side since last Sunday night, just in case on some random whim

One of my roommates would check the mailbox, and find IT staring right back at them

I wanted the privilege to be all mine, when I knew I could see it was real

The white envelope with my name inscribed and the official First Pres'dency seal

And that moment came, when the door creaked open, and I saw it there inside

That day when I checked that mailbox of mine and knew its contents would certain'ly decide

It was in there, no doubt of the look, bent to fit in the box

And I stared at it long, a squeal building up, unable to touch it for shock

But it was there and it read Sister Krista Jae-Elrena Roy

And I grabbed it suddenly, not containing my joy

And I screamed and I laughed and I caused quite a stir, as the neighbors all poked out their heads

And I smiled and cried and looked at them all, at held up what had been imported

And they smiled and screamed and laughed but still, not one of them felt what I felt

Knowing a call from the prophet of God is what I in my own hands held

Not breathing, not thinking, I ran up to the house, all the while tears streaming so free

And I clutched to my chest the precious packet of papers the prophet had sent to me

And i went to the bathroom with only one hand, for I refused to let the note go

And I called all the people important to me so the good news they also could know

 And I ran back to the neighborhood, with no shoes to boot, still clutching the precious call

I found Summer and told her, and if they'd been there, I would have told Winter and Fall

I looked at the clock and looked at the seal and I hardly thought I could wait

Knowing that millimeters from my eyesight were the words to determine my fate

But wait I did, while making contacts, to you, my family so dear

Repeating my joyous news again because the high octaves you just couldn't hear

Sum n Andy held a span of the nation of top of their laps, and looking now at that past moment

I realized that I did too--and beyond--within that paper of great portent

And with skype all set and my closest friends gathered round, I sat on the vast doorstep

To which many have tiptoed and knocked timidly, to discover the most simple concept

I drew in a breath and I slit open the seal, already planning the glance

I would give to the paper to find the right words instead of giving patience a chance

(As if it mattered if I read through the formality

Since looking over my shoulder was one with extreme familiarity!)

I found them so fast I almost looked them right over, not sure if I knew what it said

And I had a conversation--longer than most--with me and myself in my head

Within those two seconds when i knew and they didn't, I felt too many emotions to count

All I could do was laugh and cry before my onlookers asked me to announce

So I did, with disclaimer, lest they think I made jest

And I skipped the "Sister Roy" and all of the rest

And told them with sudden joy right there

That I was called to serve in TEMPLE SQUARE!

And wouldn't you know, they were glad too!

And still left me standing, not sure what to do 

Then in a wave of joy and surprise

They swept me up with endearment and tears in their eyes

And the rest of the night and the rest of the week and, heck.. for the rest of eternity

I know that the call was extended to me for the Lord called me where he needs me to be

And I'm thrilled and surprised, and above all else, I feel JOY

For my call to serve him as Sister Roy!

For another joyous account,visit this awesome blog!
(And there's another new post beneath this one)

This Happened

In all your years of faithful readership, I don't think I have ever disappointed so heinously before. I apologize. But, things happen. And in fact

This happened...


I'm sad I don't have better pictures, but Kim, Elise, Rach, Chels, and I went down to Las Vegas for Tristram and Emily's wedding. It was SO HOT in Vegas but really fun to gallivant around, we were there for less than 24 hours, and we drove through the night to get home in time for Kim to get a flight to Co Spgs so she could see her brother come home from his mission!

Also, this happened

Besides the obvious fact that my camera broke, I still write for the Universe and it is still time consuming but enlightening. I like it.

This happened 

Brenda wrote all of us letters and sent us Dunk-a-roos. Next thing we know, she showed up in our house and is here with us now, which is one of the most joyous things becuase we have so missed her.

This happened 

I started interning with Community Action Services and Food Bank, which is nice, and we did a poverty simulation. Prominent leaders of the community came and adopted a random identity of a person living in poverty. They had some resources and were expected to live out a normal week of poverty in 15 minutes for a total of an hour long month in such a lifestyle. Really eye-opening. Anyway, I was the general employer (people had to come sit at my station for 7 minutes as part of their 15 to represnt a full time job) and I sat next to the mayor.

This happened 

Mackenzie's mom came into town and did healing/clearing/cleansing/energy movement stuff to me and Lise.....

This happened 

I crashed my road bike. That was, of course, after I had already
sprained my ankle
cut open my toe and
gashed open my finger with a grinder.
Rough.

This happened 

My internship did a 5k and so i was in my element, putting it on for the people. Kim and Mackenzie ran it too! They rocked it.  

This happened too

Don't worry about where that is on my body, just know it is huge and colorful and a result of said bike crash

Long ago
This happened 

 

Mom and Dad and Bum and I went to Arizona for the Whiskey Row races. I ran the marathon and it was the sinlge most beautiful race course I have ever run except only for races cus i have run a lot of other beautiful places just in training. The point is, Bum also ran the half and rocked it! But got a few bad blisters. It was so fun! Uncle Henry and Aunt Marilee were so nice to host us and we did some nice bonding with them. Arizona was beautiful.  

We look a lot miserable than we actually were. We were only misrable in that moment for all other moments were immensely enjoyable. 

 

Yay fun Marathon Trip! Thank you, Uncle Henry and Aunt Marilee for the awesome time!


So those things, among other things happened. I wish I had pictures for them all. School is busy, internship is mediocre, work is great and life has never been better. I am so ebullient and all is well!

Oh by the way

I'm running a marathon next weekend.

As in TWENTY-SIX POINT TWO MILES.

Whaaaat?

Though this race is definitely not getting as much fanfare or anticipation attention as last year around this time , I am equally excited.

Woot Marathon!

As of Late

This may be the longest I have ever gone without blogging.

But the BYU world is still thriving.


With its surprise parties...

(this boy is one of my most dear and cherished souls in the whole world, he served in Colorado Springs and he was Elise's FHE dad and I just have to give him a shout out becuase he has nothing but the purest of hearts and goldenest of intentions and sensiest of humors)



...and its end of semester rushes.


By the way, this is Brenda.
I lived with her for longer than any other roommate besides Elise.
e had classes together at the same time in the Tanner building. Every day we had class and every day beside we had this ever running joke about our love interest with Eldon (because it's the N. Eldon Tanner Building).
You wouldn't believe the joy this brought both Brenda and I. Every. Day.
(Almost as much joy as going to class brought us.)

Anyway, Brenda is great. We studied much the last two weeks together. It made for some joyous late nights in the LRC.

Ok, also in the past little while I got my wisdom teeth out!

I ate this entire pineapple becuase James Allen told me that if you eat as much of a whole pineapple as you can the night before you won't swell as much and so I did it, and though it seemed to work well, I would not recommend it for others because now that I can't eat anything but yogurt and frustratingly small nibbles of other easily slurped foods, I regret that I spent my last glorious eating moments on an acidic substance and not a huge bacon ranch cheeseburger from JCWs.

Alas.

The surgery was fine, laughing gas was great but weird, and Bum and the rest took care of me. I don't know how normal or not normal I was, but I was just tryingt o convince everyone that I was not stupid and that I was quite normal. Except that I kept randomly bawling for no reason hahah. That's definitely not normal I guess.

Then the family came into town. Talk about joy and lots of noise! It was nice to have extra people to take care of me even though I was a zombie most the time. It was still so so much fun!


And remember Brenda? She graduated!

 

 

The only reason that is not 100% absolute bliss is becuase that means Brenda is gone.
Gone, people. Gone! Brenda is gone. I am so sad.
I don't know what I will do without the various idiosincratic catchphrases or very distinct rituals or incredibly hilarious moments of surprise which have come with one of the most dear roommates in the world, but she has definitely changed my life. Booya, Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrenda!

It's been a good run. We will miss you!


Ok, in other news, I took this picture of CJ.

Not really, that's me, but it looks kind of like CJ, huh?


The other thing is I GOT A  BOAT!!! It's the best possession that just fell in my lap, tied with my road bike, and it rocks! (Literally sometimes, if you stand up in it). I first took it out and we had to use skateboards for paddles, but then when we took it out again to fish, some nice old man gave us some paddles--way more effective. But it is the best! Everyone should come ride in my boat and you will find bliss.

We also moved. Never has so much STUFF been exploded from one space to the next. Phew.

Also, I started writing for the Daily Universe, which is not the Daily anymore. I am a little scared. They have made it seem like the most time consuming death class in the world, but we'll see. I already wrote one story which they published, despite its anti-honor code content hahah 


Ok, final news is, papers are done! I have to wait until next Monday to turn them in, but after that, I'm going to get a mission call!

Sister Roy. Not too weird, eh?

Eeeaassters!

Elise and I went to Monroe for Easter! It was so fun!



My camera was broken so all the pictures are blurry, but the Easter bunny came while we were at church, and the kids were CRAZY excited, so the pictures probably would have been blurry anyway.

 

CharlyAnn toddles now! It is the cutest moment!

 

Haha we played the funniest game called Headbanz where everyone gets a card with a Disney character in their mickey headband and then they ask yes or no questions to figure out who they are.

It was a lot harder than you would anticipate. But don't worry, Brooke was really good at telling us exactly which questions to ask to get a good hint ("Ask if you are from Cars!" "Ask if you are a rat!")

 

Haha Brooke reminds me of one of those dogs whose puppy fat hangs over the edge of their eyes hahah it was so cute.


Thanks, Carters for the good Easter!

What Larry Wasn't Expecting

Who knew? Larry Willis reads my blogs sometimes.
Several weeks ago I took a visit to his house and he so kindly hosted me in Virginia for a rollicking good time, and I told him I would blog about it.

The only problem was, he would know exactly what to expect since he was present for everything about which I would blog, and his satisfaction from reading my blog would wane quickly.

So here, Larry, is a blog for you about things you didn't expect.

(The first of which being the lateness with which this blog is arriving)


So. I went to Virginia. Larry was probably expecting that there would be a joyous running of one of the largest 10ks in the nation.

What he didn't expect was that there would be confused self-photographed participants...

...and even more confused umbrella-clad onlookers.

 

Larry might have expected dry west coast girls coming for a humid run in Virginia,

but he surely couldn't have expected the amount of wetness they would generate 6 miles of bliss.

ew.

Maybe Larry expected the Roy parents to tag along for a good time and even run a pretty good time.

He certainly couldn't have expected models to have strolled through the finish line with a respectable PR.

(Good job, MomandDad! You guys rocked it!)

Larry probably expected some baby bonding. And some bonding with his baby, Jimmy.

But even after having raised said baby, there's no way he could have expected Roy-size eyes on a Willis face.

(Good one, Jimmy. I still beat you there, though haha!)

Larry probably expected (insertnameofthosedeliciouspouchkrautransaonsteroidthingshere), because the Willis people eat them every time Grandma Bohj comes

but he had no way of expecting that the Roys thought they were SO DELICIOUS and wanted more of them!

(Thanks, Sandy and Grandma Bohj for those celestial things I can't remember the name of)

I suppose Larry probably expected exposure to more Roy girl weirdness.


But sometimes, even if you expect something, you just still get a surprise.

 

We're just weird. It's ok.


Larry probably expected us to get home when we went to the airport on Sunday.

We did too.

I guess there is no good way to expect having to brush your teeth...

...say goodnight...

...and sleep...

...in the Dulles airport.


(hey. free!)

Larry might have expected the Roys to have a good time in Virginia,

but there was no way for either party--Roys or Willises--to expect the most joyous, wonderful, fun, adventurous, humid, food-filled, baby-bonding weekend that it was!

Thanks Larry and clan!