Keep on Keepin' on.

Updates--Updates--Updates!

Confession: I'm terrible at keeping up to date with this darn bloggy thing. Facebook and Twitter are so much easier. I mean, when I come on here, it takes me a good 30-60mins of writing time to compose a whole post. So, count your blessings---cause I'm here now!

Ok--I'll stick to the important facts.
["Important" being a questionable adjective, of course.]

1.The Ward here is fantastic. Not quite home--but it's comfortable.
The only slimy thing is that there are no girls my age, and I'm pretty sure most of the guys are younger than me. UGH! haha.
But there is one girl I particularly like. Her name is JaydanMormon. She's like 12--but that doesn't even phase me! She is super sweet! She'd fit in perfectly in the Grove!
We went to a ward picnic, which was nice! Her and I got to chill on the beach. Photo below.


2.Mr. Diabetic-Neighbor-Guy likes cupcakes! And so does his wife, Mrs. Diabetic-Neighbor-Guy's-Wife ---so much in fact that when I brought more over on Friday, she answered the door screaming "OH MY[I'll leave it blank]", lunged out of the door, gave me the biggest hug ever and kissed me smack on the cheek! Did I expect that? NOPE! But she's a really sweet lady.

3. I've become very indecisive about my future. First-- I wanted to be a teacher. Then I realized how much responsibility and planning that would require, so I dropped that idea like a hot potato!
Then I was leaning towards being a pilot---but I HATE physics.
Then I was thinking I could be a hobo--but then that means I'd only own like one or two outfits and that's just wrong!
After that, I thought Flight attendant, which I'm still leaning towards--but not as a career. More as a "save up for college/whatever."
So then, I was thinking about what I would study. These are my three:
a. Hair stylist.
b. Photographer.
c. Cupcake shop owner!
I love option "a" because I LOVE playing with hair, and it's something I could do on the side, while having another job.
I absolutely adore option "b" because I LOVE playing with cameras and taking photos of absolute nonsense. My favorite of all this is the following.

and I'm not overly sold on option "c" but i LOVE to bake cupcakes! Here's a photo of the one's FranciMormon and I baked for OwenMormon's b-day [which is today!]. They're ants[incase you can't tell. Their butts kept falling off, cause the icing melted due to the freaking hot heat here.]


So ya! That's my potential future.

4. I've been getting really into this sewing stuff!
NanaMormon and I made MommaMormon a quilt which is fabulous! I haven't taken a photo yet, but there soon will be one! I made myself curtains for my bedroom, due to the excessive amount of sunshine up here in Drug Town.
Here are the star curtains!

aaaand here are my leopard print curtains!



So that's my life thus far. It's getting late and I'm sick. And the mouse on my computer is driving me nuts I honestly wanna chuck it out the window! Erg! haha, so I'm going to end this now.

Don't forget to recycle--and heck, plant a tree!
LarissaMormon. xox! <3

Welcome to Crack McMoney

Sorry it's taken me soooo long to get something up here!
I have been without internet for almost two months now
--that's like a lifetime in teenager years.

The internet guy came today to set it up, but he didn't really know what he was doing; I think he was training, so when he stepped out, I fixed it!

Yeah, I'm pretty much a giant geek--except I suck at any video games.

So anyways, I'm going to devote this blog to my new life in Drug Town.
I've been here for a week and a day now and this is my conclusion of my observations in the time thus far spent:
1. The World's worst drivers reside here.
2. The air smells HORRENDOUS!
3. Stay off the roads at 5 a.m & 5 p.m-6:30 p.m. Traffic is awful then!
4. Mumbling in a different language is dangerous--there are MANY other cultures here.
5. People here are super friendly! Even little boys hold the door open for you.
6. Sacrament meeting is pretty dry, but the rest of church is surprisingly pleasant.
7. The rich people are super hospitable.

well, that's about it. I haven't been able to get out much lately. I'm lending my car to my uncle for a while, so I've spent the vast majority of the week in my house. I did some baking on Monday. I made like thirty some cupcakes & attempted to deliver them to the neighbors. Well, let me tell you something, these people are NEVER home!
I sat at the huge window in my living room & waited for SOMEONE to get home. The neighbor across the street got home around four thirty, so I gave him about twenty minutes to make himself at home before I'd annoy him. It was ten to five when I ran over with a load of cupcakes on a paper plate [ mother said not to send em with our plates because she doesn't know what kind of people they were--rude, i know]. I gave that door the knocking of a lifetime. Waited for what felt like an eternity, when finally I heard him throw some animal out of his way [i think it was a cat], he opened the door with a super friendly smile and greeted me with "You must be the fresh blood across the street". I smiled, not knowing if that was creepy or funny. But here's the rich part, I handed him the plate and he got really quiet. I looked at him kinda crooked and said "what? these not good enough for you?"[joking, of course!]. He chuckled and told me that he was diabetic, but he'd be more than glad to shove them down his wife's throat, and when she's not looking, stuff his own mouth with one of my sugary desert. Nice guy. :]

I pretty much have my own little apartment here. I have like a little living room & a bathroom attached to my bedroom and a little fireplace. It's not Cherry Grove, but I mean--it's kinda cozy.

Well, it's almost dinner time & I've got some cooking to do, so I guess this is it for today. I'm sure I'll be back on here come tomorrow.

Go green & keep peace!
Larissa Mormon. xox

Mary Mary Mary

so much for doing these things daily, huh?

It's not that I have anything better to do, my dearest bloggers,
but unfortunately the things I've been preoccupied with have been more or less vital.
Essays & all that year end class stuff, ya know?

If you're in high school or college, you know what I'm talking about.

But anyways!
We've had multiple open houses, and even a showing today--so the house selling is doing great!
Initially, our Realtor told us to bury a virgin Mary upside down in our yard
---well that's a little weird for us, being Mormon and all...
But I was getting desperate! We hadn't had any offers or showings even, and so I asked my mother if my dead Catholic grandmother had any crazy traditions to help sell a house. Mother thought for a bit, then walked over to Gramma's china cabinet, pulled out a tall white candle, robed in some cheap red-stained glass, cross imprint and everything.
I was looking at her sideways until she told me that when she was younger, her mother told her "to light this candle and place it in your windowsill--then all of your [reasonable] wishes and desires will come true."

--sounds pretty wacky, right? My Gramma's been off her rocker ever since I can remember, but I gave it a try anyways. What did I have to lose? --well other than the possibility of my house burning down--but I ignored that dark thought and lit the candle.

Not half an hour later, Mrs. Louise Johnson [Realtor] called and said that during one of the open houses, some lady thought our house was wonderful, and wanted to bring her husband along this time. --What are the odds!?

Looks like all the insane people turn out to be the most brilliant ones.

Thank you, dead Grand-ma! Love you!

Keep the peace!

Larissa Mormon!

Update on Myrtle

I have a disgusting sense of humor.
How? you might ask
well, I just recently hung a dead baby doll head from my rear-view mirror.
so--behind every disgusting joke, there is a story.
Here's my story:
A close friend of mine, jokingly, told me that I would be a terrible mother,
that I would kill all of my babies and hang their heads from my rear-view mirror.
Well, although I didn't give birth to the doll [thankfully!] I decided to prove him right. I named the doll too! Her name is Myrtle.

I don't think I've ever heard anyone laugh so hard than when he saw the photo.

Frik- I'm such a funny person.

But this is why I'm basing my blog on dead baby Myrtle; I volunteered to drive my TAG teacher to the Ford dealership earlier because, well, she didn't have any way to get there. & I, being the giving Mormon, told her I'd give her a lift! So she went off to teach her class, & I mine. All was well, until I started off my class with my daily dead baby jokes...
Then I realized I had to run out to my car and rip Myrtle off of my rear-view & her remains that were in my back-window, and shove it under my seat.

ahahaa! What an adventure. Sometimes I really wonder if there is something wrong with me.

Well, that's all for now!
Remember, drop beats--not bombs!
Larissa Mormon. xox

mommy for the week[s]

I feel like I'm in a concentration camp,
ok--that may be a terrible comparison, but either way-- I'm pooped.
Seeing as "oh sweet" mother of mine is gone to our new town, and my precious father is working night shifts, my past two weeks have been a living hell.
--literally, this is a lot.
Having a set of wheels makes everything easier though.
Today's tasks consisted of packing Owen's lunch, cleaning the house after all had left, driving to school & home, walking the dogs, washing the dogs, making dinner, feeding Owen dinner, going to Ashley's congrats dinner, taking Owen to soccer, sticking around for soccer photos, calling the real estate agent, booking an open house for tomorrow, driving home, walking dogs, cleaning dogs, bathe Owen, get him to bed, clean the house, work on homework--which is super long, and clean some more-- and still somehow, i managed to find time to create a blog.--Look at me go.

I don't mean to sound whiny or anything--but I mean, this is a lot for a seventeen year old.

I'm starting to really feel the reality of us leaving--the view still seems fuzzy, but I can see parts of the picture now.
To be honest, I'm scared to leave. This is my very first adventure that I'll be doing totally 100% on my own. Starting school in kindergarten, i had my big brother down the hall; moving to Alberta, had my big brother in the same class as me; going to the high-school, I had Ashley. But now, this is me--just me. I'm petrified.

this is enough of a first blog for me today, I still have to finish this paper--don't get me wrong, I love social studies--really, I do. I love all the knowledgeable stuff we learn, but often, the homework is just way too much for me to handle--even more-so now with my home-life.

I think my world is slowly falling apart-- but on the bright-side, every piece still holds it's beauty.

Keep the peace!
--Larissa Mormon