I'm a celebrity...

That girl that served a mission with Lucky Buns is my Visiting Teacher. She said she was gonna mention to Sorella Buns that she'd met me the next time they talked. I said, "you should use my nickname then cause that's mostly what she calls me. I'm Man Thighs."Her eyes got huge and her jaw literally dropped, "YOUR Man Thighs! I've heard about you!" I felt so famous! She couldn't remember any exact stories, I was about to suggest they might have had something to do with peeing your pants, but they were on their way out the door and I didn't get a chance. Anyway, We're stars!

Birthday Update

So my dear Sis. Lis, how WAS your birthday on Sunday? And what movie did you end up picking for your Saturday night movie party? Sorry again we couldn't make it.

Here's an official HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Phylicia Sampson!!!!!!! YAY for you!!!!!!

Be A Mom!

So it has taken me forever! But here is the video of the song we sang for Meg Nog's baby shower... I hope you enjoy!

Funny Story

So I have a really funny story and when it happened I immediately thought, "this needs to go on the WOFYB blog!" So here it goes: It was the end of June and the first day of my pathophysiology class (it's a killer class). I had bought the book (which is a beast) and gone to class and was pretty much terrified for the coming seven weeks. It was going to be a hard class. So after class I went to Costco to pick up a few things. I went to leave and I backed out of my parking stall when suddenly Ruby (my car) started beeping at me. I looked around for flashing lights but I couldn't figure out what was wrong. By now I was at the end of the parking lot where no one parks, so I pulled over and looked around. Finally I noticed that my passenger seatbelt light was flashing. Apparently Ruby thought my Pathophysiology book was a person and so she started beeping and flashing the warning lights at me to let me know that my passenger was not buckled in. Needless to say, I now make sure that my book is securely fastened. "Buckle up, it's the law"

So I met this girl in my ward who served a mission in Italy. I said, "i know a girl who served in Italy...her name was Jenny...oh crap what was her last name? All I can remember is her nickname, which probably won't help you, we used to call her Lucky Buns"
And the girl said, "Jenny Stevenson?"
I just loved that she knew the nickname.
Man Thighs

Hey Y'all!

My goodness, I've had "post on WOFYB" on my to-do list for quite some time. Ha! So I apologize for my tardiness and MIA-ness. This summer has been a beast. I had heard from upperclassmen that it was supposed to be a nice, easy semester. Well then we all realized that our class schedule got flopped from theirs and we have the class of painful torture this summer. Plus in addition to having the worst class I have ever had (which includes 4 hours every Tuesday of sitting in a classroom with my 5 cohort members and a teacher that hates us, prepares NO lesson or teaching material (but rather asks, "so what questions do you have from the readings?"), and has one of the most boring voices to listen to, 200 pages of reading from a dictionary-like book (which Pipes, our teacher, says we should be reading 2-3 times before coming to class), and weekly quizzes on any random facts from the reading Pipes likes (seriously, one week a question was filling in the blank from a quote from the bottom paragraph on page 279, that's an exact truth)), Brian has also been living in Gadsden, AL - where he's from and where he has a good job for school breaks, which is 2.5 hours from Auburn. If you followed that sentence on the first read through you earn a gold star.

But since Brian and I enjoy spending time together, we trade off weekends and spend every other weekend in Auburn and Gadsden - with a couple Birmingham weekends in there to appease my family. So I have fabulous weekends spent entirely with Brian doing fun things. And then ridiculously busy weeks of crappy school and work. It's been weird and surprisingly difficult for me. As most of you know, I'm not a big crier, but there have been lots of tears shed on Sunday nights/Monday mornings when I have to go back to the reality of school/work. Anyway, the point of all that was to say I haven't posted because I've either been busy having fun with Brian or busy being depressed with school. Literally.

But there is only a week left of the semester, thank goodness. And then I'll have kind of a break. I have learned that when a thesis is in progress, there is never actually a break. Plus I"ll still be seeing clients when we're technically on a school break. But that's ok. So I'll have a break soon and the wonderful treats of the break involve a trip to Utah! It's going to be a quick trip, but hopefully packed full of fun. Brian and I both will be coming Saturday, August 8th and leaving early morning on the 12th (Wednesday). A lot of that time will be spent with family, but a trip to Utah wouldn't be complete without seeing as many roomies as possible. So MegNog and Merry, Man Thighs, and Phyllis- how many of you will be in Utah at that time? Can we all have a get together at the Merrills? And Meggums - can I invite everyone to your house? : ) I'm not sure what the schedule is yet, I haven't discussed details with Libby - too busy, but I'll talk to her soon and get back to you.

I need to go read before this ridiculous quiz today! You will all appreciate though, one of the five chapters we had to read today was on sexual/gender identity disorders! I've learned some interesting and SICK things! Possible good stories to come. : ) Love you all like candy!

Shenannykins

Anyone seen the new Harry Potter?

Any comments? Reviews? I was seriously injured in my attempt to see the movie. (Okay, maybe not seriously, but potentially seriously injured).

Marta Ann, what is your schedule for when you're out here?

that girl that farted!

Okay, so I've had this story for a while, but I haven't wanted to post it because I did the last post and I didn't want to seem like a blog hog! So you all need to post!!!!Okay?

So at my old apartment in Miller I was sitting in the kitchen with some girls that I live with and our friends. I haven't been friends with any of them for that long, so that means none of them have even heard me burp (because if i'd burped they would have heard it!). Anyway, so this girl comes buy whose going door to door trying to get people to sign up to vote in Provo. While she talking passionately about what led her to join this cause I realize that I really need to pass some gas. You know how sometimes you can tell if its gonna be loud or silent but deadly, well I figured this one was silent but deadly and since I didn't want to look awkward by leaving the table in the middle of her speech, instead I farted in the middle of her speech. And boy was I wrong! Silent and Deadly this was not! it was Loud! and Long! And all the girls (except for the political stranger) burst into wild laughter at my expense. I was actually even embarassed and you know how hard it is to embarass me. I just keep thinking about it from that poor girl's perspective. Just like I have stories from my mission about the woman that showed us her pacemaker and the girl that opened the door in her towel, she will ALWAYS remember me as that girl who farted while I was bearing my political testimony.

Anyway I'm glad I shared that with all of you. It almost makes me feel proud to be the star of such a great story.

Well I love you all.
You all need to write.
Face where are those pictures of your crappy pennsylvanian apartment?
Megnog, where are the scintillating details of your trip to Chicago?
Phyllis, does your niece have a name yet?
Shenanny and Sarahtops, where have you been all my life?
love, love, love
man thighs