Tournament Time

Tonight was the first round for intramural volleyball. During the regular season we never won a game. We play really well but just could never win. Tonight we did awesome during our first game (well, the second game in the match wasn't but that's okay). We won that match and had to play right after against a team that was a lower seed than us and it was going to be their first game. How lame is that??? So, the first game we beat them like 25-12. Awesome, right? The second game we should have won and only lost by I think 2. The ref kept saying the ball hit the antenna when our girl would hit it but it would hit the net and the antenna would shake. We fixed it and guess what? We didn't have any more hits "hit the antenna." We lost that match. It was super frustrating considering how bad we beat them the first game and how we knew we should have beat them.  I don't like losing. And I don't like losing to obnoxious teams. It kinda brought back the competitiveness I had back in high school and all the memories with it. Hopefully our next game will be better. Even though we can't win the tournament and get free t shirts anymore. Oh well.

Rissa Rae

Marissa is the closest sibling in age to me. We were the only two left at home when Nick graduated which meant we pretty much got mom and dad to ourselves. She was a good high school older sister.  She would let me hang out with her and her friends, which was a big deal to a freshman.  We didn't get to play on the same team together which was a bummer. But she always made sure I was prepared to play varsity sports. I would sometimes get nervous going on car rides with her because somehow she would find something to teach me about life. When she went to college and left me alone I was pretty upset. Mom has a picture that shows that perfectly. Now that we are down at school together she gets all the chances in the world to teach, lecture, make fun of and "help" me in life. She's a pretty good sister if you ask me.

 Happy Birthday Riss.

Sophomore Year So Far

This is my fourth week back at school and things are still going really well. I am taking Anatomy (which I have aced all the quizzes so far), Teachings of the Living Prophets, Chronic Disease Prevention and Control, Advanced First Aid, basketball and volleyball.  I am only taking 12 credits so so my schedule isn't too bad. I was going to take Spanish but decided that I would be spending most of my time on that rather than the classes I need to get A's in. I can learn it later.

My roommate is Shannon Nelson. It turns out that her step-dad is Doug Frame's brother? I think... ha Definitely small world. She is AWESOME though. I am so happy to have her as a roommate. 

I haven't gotten a calling yet.. Which makes me nervous because half the Relief Society is getting married in December. I need a good calling before that. Birthday greeter sounds nice.

Marissa, Marci and I are all on an intramural volleyball team together along with a couple girls from my last ward (Stacey and Missy), a girl from my volleyball class (Shani), one from Stacey's old volleyball class (Megan) and one of Stacey's friends (Daylin).  I think we are pretty good... we just haven't won yet. The last game we were supposed to play the other team forfeited so we got a "win". Good thing we aren't ranked by how many games we win but how good we are. I have a friend that refs so hopefully she helps us out a bit. She did tell me that our team is one of few that can actually bump, set, spike. Sad, huh? We have a game tonight so hopefully they show up and we can actually beat them.

When dad came down to visit he brought us some apples. :) Marissa and I took advantage of them (and grandma's kitchen) on Saturday to make some pies and apple crisp. My roommates are way excited to use some Washington apples to make a few of their own things because I still have over a box left! 

That's it for now. Hopefully something exciting enough to post happens soon. 

While living at Helaman Halls and WyView last year I had the hardest time sleeping at night.  The beds just seemed like the most uncomfortable things ever made. 

They weren't. My bed here at Foxwood can't even be classified as a mattress. It's a green mat that is about an inch high. Last summer mom bought be a mattress pad that really helped for my other two beds. But this mat was just too bad and every time I moved I could feel the springs under me. 

Yesterday, my dad came to town and bought me a present. 

 My bed is sooo much better. I LOVE IT! 

Thank you, dad. And thank you, mom, for reminding him. :)