super duper embarrassing...

so mom, this one's for you.  a few weeks ago my mom seemed really excited by the fact that i wear scrubs to my clinical.  i know, who wears scrubs in hospitals anymore?  weird.  so she asked for evidence. and here it is.  and in her honor i tried to be extra sassy with my hips.  i figure with finals rapidly approaching there's a chance that i may not return to school, and thus my last time to wear scrubs without total disdain for health professions.  sorry but i thought that putting on my badge and stethoscope would be a little over the top, but that picture is available upon request.  i'm thinking about starting a calender or something...scrubs of the month or something catchy.  but wardrobe aside, i really liked my last clinical and i can't wait for this summer when i get to spend my internship in a similar settting.  the only downside about being a physical therapist is that i am constantly called "mean" and a "torturer" by the patients.  i guess i am pretty intimidating though...i give the The Green Monster a whole new connotation.  

Happy Easter!

Good news: I've already eaten most of my easter chocolate and have settled into a good nauseous feeling.  

Last week at General Conference Elder Holland gave a really beautiful talk about the atonement and Easter.  The church has made a little video about it and put it on their homepage so you can easily find it by going to www.lds.org  

This talk really stood out to me last week during Conference.  Over the past year I have been "privileged" to feel more alone than I ever have in my life.  It's been a crazy 12 months of moving to a brand new city and starting a new life surrounded by people that don't share my beliefs.  I've complained more than once about being lonely--something I had honestly never felt in my previous 22 years on this earth.

But despite my complaints I have had the support of family, friends, classmates, and roommates.  And I knew that they were all supporting me even if they were not physically with me because I could feel their love and prayers.  And most importantly, I have maintained my relationship with Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ.  

So it seems almost silly to me now that I am ever capable of feeling lonely because it is impossible for me to be alone.  I can feel the love that President Monson and his Apostles have for each person on this earth, and especially for me as an individual.  

I can't imagine what the Savior felt before he died.  Before this experience I thought I knew what it was like to be alone.  Now I know what it feels like to just merely think that I am all alone, while still benefiting from the love of others.  If it's possible for me to be sad despite all of the blessings and support I receive, I cannot fathom the strength that our Savior must have had.  One reason that I am grateful for the atonement is because it means that I will never experience true loneliness.

The video is good, it's only like 5 min., and you can eat your chocolate bunny while you watch it.

total guilty pleasure

So sometimes I watch the food network (and espn, i promise).  And i've recently discovered that the FOOD CHALLENGE is on Sunday nights.  This show is amazing.  These people make the most outrageous cakes.  My inner creative genius as well as my inner fatty both identify with this spectacularly tasty program.  Just look at the cake above.  THAT'S A CAKE, NOT A DRESS!!  Plus, that dress is gorgeous and i wish i could wear it.  and then i'd always have a little snack with me (i need to keep my blood sugar up, people).  and at the end of the day, when i will have eaten my entire dress/cake, i'll be naked and covered in frosting.  and if that doesn't get me a date with prince charming, i don't know what will.  wow, somehow this post has derailed and i have no idea what i am talking about anymore.  so cakes.......