little feats.

the life of brooke at byu is a taxing life. people are always wanting to hang out with me and braid my hair and have tickle fights and i’m like “guys, i have to get stuff done here!” THUS i have become a slave to to-do lists. at the beginning of the day while the lights are still off and avery-dear is still sleeping, i sit at my desk and write down all the things i need and want to do that day (…sometimes; but for the sake of this: i am a ‘slave’)…and then proceed to watch avery sleep for the next hour. only kidding! i don’t have that kind of time, you crazies!

  and normally, almost always, sometimes i cross everything off the list at the end of the day (sometimes i write down things that i have already done, just to make myself feel all accomplished and important).

 

but anyways, this break i have accomplished NOTHING spectacular and that makes my stomach sort of squirmy-like. so i decided to brainstorm all my little feats this break that are yip and pip-worthy…

behold:

1. using y’all casually ad nauseam–making my texan friends proud!
2. eating over 20 apples and finishing off 2 cases of dr. pepper 10 and diet barq’s rootbeer.
3. walking into the high school basketball game and successfully achieving the ‘i’m in college and i’ve learned important things’ stroll.
4. bowling a 47. how is it that i am so bad?
5. watching the whole second season of workaholics and the movie sherlock holmes TWO TIMES.
6. really, really getting into character as the sheep in the nativity play this christmas (family rule: you don’t get out of the play until you’re married–anyone interested in getting hitched?! last night i made a killer quesadilla AND i read a lottttt of cosmopolitan, if you know what i mean…).
7. …making a quesadilla.
8. retelling the same story over and over again about how i won the intramural basketball championship at my university…(and now i’ve told it again!)
9. zumba-ing for the first time EVER…I LOVED IT. it was so, so fun shaking my thing alongside faculty from my elementary school and parents’ moms.
10. going to old navy or ross nearly every single day this break for some random something or other.
11. burning the crap out of my face whilst tanning and then craftily making up stories ON THE SPOT about how i got wind burnt while skiing or am just all heated from working out so hard at the gym.
12. getting told i look all grown’d up from my seventh grade english teacher.
13. avoiding eye contact with lots of people who i kind of, sort of, but not REALLY know from the HS while in public.
14. …and, if eye contact is made, striking up really terribly insincere and inauthentic conversations about high school memories? and their college experience? and how much weight we’ve gained?
15. somehow managing to eat three separate dinners every night.

…and now i am going to write all of these things on a to-do list and cross them out while yipping and pipping.