Razzles

First it’s a candy, then its gum! Have you ever had Razzles? Friday night, my husband and I rented the movie "Thirteen Going on Thirty". The movie was cute--I have to admit--I love the cheesy love stories even though you know the perfectly mismatched, contentious people will hook up at the end. That's what makes movies so great, the impossible always happens (at least in good ones). So there is a point to this, I promise. Razzles make a star appearance in the film as being a favorite childhood candy. I guess after watching the movie, I had Razzles subconsciously hanging on my mind. So Saturday night rolls around and since my husband, Jonathan, and I are still busy moving things around and getting situated, we had a bit of shopping to do. While waiting to return this really great nickel-coated shower rack at Bed, Bath & Beyond, I spotted them--Razzles! The brightly colored purple package lay there on the shelf amidst the other temptations. I picked up the package, excited as a sixth grader on the last day of school, and showed them to Jonathan. He, obviously, had never had them. I recounted my childhood memories of chasing the ice cream truck down the street and buying bags of Razzles with my sister. I held the package in my hand as we walked around the store looking for very adult things like duvet covers and pillow shams and whisks. Needless to say, we purchased the gum-like candies... along with a new silk duvet cover. As we drove to our next destination, Jon and I, like children, popped the Razzles in our mouths one by one and chewed them until they turned to gum and immediately lost their flavor. We'd count to three and roll the windows down at the same time and spit out the old gum, ready to try the next flavor. Why do they always put more yellows than any other color? I wish they only made bags of red candy. So, my point is that I found our evening completely ironic and contradicting in moods. We were so excited to have grown old enough to decorate our own house and to pick out all the fun accessories and knick knacks but we still couldn't let go of the child within. I know, once again I've made a cheesy observation. But don't you think it's important to keep that alive and to laugh more and play more? I read something a while ago that said that kids laugh up to 600 times a day while adults only laugh 3 times a day. That's horribly sad.

My So-Called Life

Good morning and hello. This is officially my first entry on this radical web journal. I guess a brief introduction is in order. I work full time at a software support call center while finishing up my senior year at BYU. I have been married for nearly three weeks now. The culmination of these elements is basically "MY LIFE". Sad, you say. Well, really, there are aspects that I'm not too fond of but out of habit, I try to be the most optimistic I can. People say to be content with the now and a lot of times I find myself searching for something to look forward to because in my mind, that's the only thing that will keep me going. This is not to say that I am not happy with my life as it is right now. There great and exciting things about my life right now that I hope I will never have to give up. But, alas, I can't keep myself from anticipating the next big phase of my life. I started this phase about 4 years ago when I started my college career. Graduating high school was a key turning point in my life which I realize now more than I ever did. Forced to mature a little bit earlier than most, I spent the last 2 years of high school bonding with my teachers more than my peers and realizing that my family was really the most important thing I had possession of. I know I sound nerdy and maybe not so social but that's not the case (well, some might argue me to be a nerd...and sometimes I'd agree), I'm actually quite social once I'm familiar with the territory. Funny how that works, people are so reserved and sometimes mistaken, as I often am, for being a snot or unlikable, when finally you get to know the person and the first impression goes right out the window. I wish I could exclude myself from this group of pre-judging folk but I, ashamedly, must admit I do the same. Anyway, back from that tangent, I graduated high school triumphantly and soon embarked in a rather nauseating rollercoaster ride through college. I was told before I left that I would experience the greatest self-discovery during these years and although I believe I knew myself pretty well before, I have learned some of the most important lessons during these past few years. On the marriage note, this is the most exciting phase—to be a newlywed. I love my husband more than anything. It’s the kind of love the makes your stomach hurt because you’re sad to leave for work in the morning and you get an adrenaline rush every time you thing about seeing them at the end of the day. When talking about meeting your soul mate, I always wondered how people could say “You’ll just know”. It’s like that hindsight is always 20/20 thing. That was exactly the case. I didn’t know the feeling until I experienced it and it was most frightening but thrilling at the same time. To have met the person you are to spend eternity with…I guess there just really aren’t words in my vocabulary to describe it. Sounds cheesy, I know, but just wait until you get there. I realize this introduction is rather random and disorganized but that’s how my thoughts flow and that’s how I intend to put them on paper. So this is me…or at least an idea of me. So if you like it, keep reading. It’s rather liberating to know there is a small window to my inner most thoughts and people can see them.