Sick on Sabbath.

There is nothing I love more than visiting the doctor.

On a Sunday.

And not having them know what is wrong with me.

Mono Test: Negative

Strep Test: Negative.

Culture: Pending (we'll get the results in 72 hours).

What is positive? The fact that my whole neck hurts because my tonsils are so swollen.

And that my tonsils look absolutely disgusting at this present moment.

And that for breakfast and lunch today I had popsicles and frozen peas.

(Oh, and the fact that I'm already planning on getting those puppies removed in late May.)

With stronger antibiotics and a shot of steroids, hopefully I'll be feeling better soon.

:)

Especially because in a 8 days, I'm supposed to get on a flight to Mexico City.

Time to write some papers,

eat more popsicles,

and rest.

Friday the Thirteenth.

Normally this day is just that, normal.

Today however, it lived up to it's superstitions.

I woke up with a sore throat.

Which normally you would just say, oh, bummer.

You have a sore throat.

But nope.

Not me.

It's always some sort of infection.

Strep/Tonsillitis/etc.

I had to go to the doctor anyway today,

to have them check my TB test from Wednesday

so I just figured I'd have them run a strep test really fast and I'd get some drugs.

(Sidenote: I lovelovelove my doctor here in Rexburg. As in, I love the entire staff. They're so great.)

I went in, explained the situation and after a couple of minutes, my favorite nurse came back and got me. She took my temperature, blood pressure, etc (all of which she had just done two days earlier on a healthier me). I also had to give her my immunization records so she could finish my mission health stuff. Woo!

Then Dr. David Day walked in, checked my ears and approximately two seconds after looking at my throat he was like "So did you actually want us to do a strep test or did you just want us to treat you? Because there is definitely some sort of infection back there. It's all red and you're even getting the white stripe." I told him I didn't really want to do the strep test (because it's always negative anyway) So he printed off a prescription, signed it and I was out the door.

Unfortunately, I then had to walk to the pharmacy and wait for them to fill my prescription.

That was quick but I was impatient because I still had to walk home and classtime was approaching.

Luckily, I got home with just enough time to grab my backpack and hurry to class.

Which was dreadfully boring.

Especially since I felt like crap (because I didn't have a chance to take my drugs.

And I started getting a throbbing headache.

It was so nice when class was finally out for the day.

And I have a couple people who are interested in my bike so hopefully that'll be gone soon. I went and got it this afternoon from Birch and it was nastyyyy. Covered in 8 months worth of dust and dirt. Yummy.

I cleaned it all off and it's sitting in my apartment, shiny and bright.

Time to watch a movie and then go to sleep. haha

I'm missing so many fun activities. :(

Ten for Thursday.

1. I got to sleep in today. Until 9:15. Which is longer than I've gotten to sleep in for weeks. And it was lovely. (Although I didn't have class until noon... so I could've slept longer. I also went to sleep at approximately 11 last night. So great.

2. I've taken two showers today. And in less than 12 hours. Don't judge me.

3. My two favorite classes ran long (which was great) and my least favorite class got out an hour early. So once our professor left, we all just hung out and talked and watched this. We were in tears because we were laughing so hard. Wonderful.

4. I swam for 30 minutes or so. Which was lovely. Especially since I'm like friends with the Hart lady now, apparently. And the lifeguard still looks at me suspiciously. It's fun to have access to a pool again.

5. Haven't done any homework. (Juuuust kidding. I forgot I started my essay.) I feel so bored all the time. I should've taken 11 credits like I had planned.

6. I want to KILL my internet. It takes approximately 400 hours to load anything. Good thing I'm only here for another week.

7. Hung out with Jared today. He surprised me in the library and we chatted about me being a traveling slacker, Jerusalem, Turkey, etc. Fun.

8. I've eating a nice little bowl of ice cream, almost three nights in a row. (Tonight will make three).

9. I found my birthdaybirthdaybirthday twin yesterday. She's a geology major on the tour with me. Which is weird because I thought about geology. But both of us were born on May 18, 1991. :) Exciting. But the thing that makes it kinda funny is that when we were in Jerusalem, Nicole found her birthdaybirthdaybirthday twin with Kelly.

10. 8 more days until I see the fambam, 9 more days until I see Little Lottie, 11 more days until I fly to Mexico! And then 36 days until my birthday. :) Yippee!

p.s. if you have a little time (aka 76 minutes) and you love british people, top gear, cars or the middle east, watch this little gem. I love three of those things and i loved this. Hilariously great entertainment. Makes me miss Galilee/Israel/etc.

Loves.

Jerusalem Dreaming.

I had a busy day today.

Class at 7:45.

Then print out stuff for the doctor at the library.

Which turned into a 45 minute Jerusalem talk with a girl working there who is going in the Spring. Aka she leaves in a couple of weeks. It was so great talking to her about Jerusalem and giving her inside tips and such. Makes me kinda wish I had better friends who went over there before me. But it was so fun to talk about Jerusalem with someone who is excited about it. And I gave her my number in case she has further questions. She's going to LOVE it there. I'm excited. :)

I then hurried home, ate breakfast, got all my stuff ready and then walked to the doctor.

My appointment was at 10:30 and I was out of there at 10:45. I did also get there at 10:15 because I told them I had class to hurry too but it was great. I was afraid I was going to have to go immediately to class after.

I then came home and wrote a lovely letter to Junior.

He's a funny kid. This is how he started out his letter:

" Jonah, Gen 1:21, Ezek 32:2, Ether 6:10. Like a boss."

Clearly, my whale obsession has rubbed off on him. SO funny.

I then got to go to 4 wonderful hours of class which involved talk about Jerusalem.

And I walk past a picture of the Jerusalem Center everyday on my way to class. Makes me sad. (I always want to take a picture of it, but that seems creepy. Because it's a poster about President Hunter...)

And I doodled the Jerusalem Center, the Dome of the Rock and practiced my script Hebrew alphabet during English. I'd say that was productive (although I had to look up 'chet' online because I couldn't remember it...)

And now I'm procrastinating homework.

Typical.

I'm waiting for the thunderstorms that I've been waiting on all day long.

Soon.

Back to the 'Burg.

Well folks, the day has come.

I am officially back in Rexburg.

I got here late last night and after an adventurous car ride, we got to Rexburg and moved in.

Lovely.

Being back in the dorms (for just two weeks people) has brought back floods of memories. haha it was funny reminiscing with Erin about all sorts of adventures that we had.

I also met most of my roommates last night and they're pretty cool. They're all going on the Humanities' Europe tour so we won't be touring together but that's alright. Maybe it'll be kinda good anyway.

But classes started today. But really we just had a long meeting to discuss the trip and such.

Think Dr. Kearl's speech but... way less intense.

A lot of the stuff they told us was important for people to hear because many haven't been outside of Idaho but it was a little repetitive, I felt.

Like, don't make eye contact with boys. Check.

Don't drink sketch water. Check (Thanks Doctor Chapman!)

Be super careful of pickpocketers. Check.

Be on time for events. (Definitely got this down, thanks Dr. Steve and Poppa Hunts!)

Etc.

Let's just say that I now miss Jerusalem more than I have in a while.

I know that this trip will be really fun... but I'm already expecting it to be sub-par to Jerusalem and the experiences of the Holy Land that are so near and dear to my heart.

Now I need to do homework, unpack, go to class, get groceries, hang out with Erin, etc.

I also feel kinda bad because I didn't really celebrate Easter at all... which probably makes me miss Jerusalem even more. :(

Anywhooooo, time to unpack I think.

It's good to be back, I hope.

It's also funny, because it has been exactly 4 months since I've been in school. Wow.

Finals Week.

I'm not in school right now.

But if I was, this would be my finals week.

This week still feels just as crazy and stressful as a normal finals week.

Things I've done in the past 48 hours (or so):

-Worked 10 consecutive hours.

-And then 8+ consecutive hours.

-Assembled 50+ tax returns.

-Read almost an entire novel.

-Taken a 3 hour nap at work.

-Missed an opportunity to have my first encounter with Jehovah's Witnesses (because of said nap.)

-Spent 2 hours driving.

-etc.

Things I have for the rest of the week (aka before I leave on Sunday):

-Babysitting every night. (Aka like 7-10 or so.)

-Working ALL day. (That means 9-5 or 6. And then a babysitting job on top of that.)

-Meet with the Bishop.

-Fit in some more work.

-Pack for 3 trips in one: Idaho winter, Mexico/Belize spring/summer, Utah spring. Great.

-Figure out my life (ha. I just feel like I always have to throw this in here... but it doesn't really apply here. Too bad.)

-Pack.

-Etc.

Let's just say, it's going to be mighty crazy for the next couple of days.

And I'm already looking forward to spending my entire Easter Sunday traveling back to my lovely tundra. (Although, technically, it might be nice because it won't make me supes homesick for Jerusalem.)

Oh, and I just got my class schedule for the next two weeks: Kill me.

Almost 7 straight hours of class. Almost everyday. But I guess that's what I get when I try to take 11 credits in two weeks. HA.

And yes, I did make this schedule for a little while tonight instead of starting the packing process. Don't judge me.

The only thing that will get me through that torture is:

A) a free swimming pool. Which I'm beyond excited about, honestly. Thank you, Hart building!

B) Random adventures with Jaybee cakes (hopefully!)

C) seeing my fambam at the end of two weeks and showing them around the lovely city of Rexburg.

D) Having a lovely sleepover with Charlotte the night before I leave for:

E) Mexico and most importantly BELIZE.

F) Birthday weekend (+ Sister Searle's farewell!) with my lovelies. (Most importantly, Lottie, Nicole and Suzical.) It'll be stupendous.

G) A magical letter awaiting me at home from President Monson.

H) A carefree summer (that will include a roadtrip to Oregonia to see Sister Young off!)

I) And most importantly, knowing that I won't have to take classes for another 5 semesters. WOOT.

Bring on the rest of the week. And wish me luck in my endeavors. Uhlll.

Red Toes.

Every Friday night, I get to babysit my favorite kid(s). I guess I have to call them all my favorite but really, just one is my favorite. We'll call him Andrew.

It's fun though because his dad (whom we'll call R) is my second cousin.

And for those of you who aren't following, R's dad and my mom are cousin's.

R is married to a lovely lady whom we'll call M.

And I babysit R +M's kids.

They have three.

Anyway.

One time, I went on a date with M's brother.

Which was awkward because Andrew (who is now two) knows me more than his uncle.

And (obviously) likes me more.

Back to the story.

Every Friday, I fight rush hour traffic on 101 to drive 20+ minutes to their house.

This past Friday though, both of Andrew's older brothers were going to their own playdate/birthday party so I got to have a supes presh date with Andrew.

Here is the adorable proof that he actually knows my name. :)

We ate pizza.

Played with trucks.

Read books.

Ate hot dogs.

Made the trucks all crash.

Drove them through tunnels.

Painted our toe nails.

Read more books.

And cuddled on the couch.

Oh, did I say that I painted a two year old boy's toes? Yes.

And it was literally adorable.

Here's what went down:

I had a little hole in my sock right where my big toe is. And my toes were painted pink but the paint has chipped off all my toes except my big toes.

So he saw the pink/red because of the hole and he was intrigued. So I took my sock off to show him why it was pink. And then I took the other off to show him my other toe.

(And he so adorably took my socks and put them in the laundry for me.)

I asked him if he wanted red toes too and he would try and grab the red on my toes and put it on his.

I figured his mom would have nail polish so I went in her bathroom and found some almost immediately.

And then I painted his. And it was adorbs.

He was literally obsessed with his toes.

It was all he would talk about the rest of the night.

Even as we were 'sleeping' on the couch, he would just grab his toes and talk about them.

(He also informed me that I'm his favorite babysitter, of course.)

It was a marvelous evening.

And once his parents got home, I explained the whole thing to them and they thought it was super cute. Which was good because right after I did it, I texted Jack one of those above pictures and said "R is going to kill me." But they thought it was great.

Today, M emailed me (about the logistics for this coming Friday) but the first thing she said in the email was:

"Have I told you that you are wonderful? Andrew talked about you all day on Saturday and his "red toes." I love them and wish I could put sparkly flip flops on them. :) "

Moral of the story:

I love dates with two year olds.

{And sorry my blogs are so frequently about small children. I am starting to feel like an annoying mommy blogger who only posts the "adorable things" their kids do. That'll stop soon, I promise. Aka this is probs my last post about little kids. I just don't have an exciting life.

And I also have a bunch more funny videos but I refrained from posting. So you just got the shortest ones of the batch.}