{friends}

disclaimer:: -- This is NOT about anyone in particular. Just my recent observations. Okay. So maybe it is about certain people{sometimes}. However, if you think it's about you because I called you shady recently. It's not actually you{or all you}. ;) <3

I'm a very passionate person. I have a lot of friends. Not a lot of good friends. You secretly have to pass a test to become a part of the elite "lachele really trusts no one, so this is a privilage to be called bestie" club. for real. So when you BREAK that *gasp* who does that. It's really hard to regain my trust again.

Once you've become a bestie. I kind of expect a little bit from you- I'm not actually needy. Promise. But, the golden rule applies <--- as it should.


Do unto others as you would have done to you. Now, is that asking too much? I bend over backwards for my lovlies. I do. I wake up at 10:45pm while staying 45 minutes outside of the city to pick up two strandeds on the side of the road and drive them into the city, then drive home...subsequently getting home at 12:30 and having to wake up at 5:15. <-- most recent situation. Kind of funny. story to follow. I love my muskateers.

point is. I drop everything for my friends. For happy things, for sad things, for good things, for bad things. So why is it when those things happen to me {some} of my bests are nowhere to be found? I have several experiences with this lately which has caused me to reflect on my current new years resolutions. " don't live my life on the sidelines." My horoscope today told me that I needed to keep eliminating the toxic people in my life(and that this would be the weekend to do so::kind of sad so close to the beginning of my birthday week) But, it must be done.

So here's my question. How many chances to the besties get. I'm talking. Super SUPER close friends. How many times are they allowed to ditch out on you when you really need them before you finally throw in the towel and wash your hands of them. I am really struggling with this right now.

{Advice Please}

Have a lovely weekend lovers. I will be celebrating the Bestie Carries birthday Sunday and Monday.

Love Advice:: via a 7 year old {again}

So I am thinking about making the niece a feature on my blog. She is just too funny, and the relationship advice she has given me over the last week has been absolutely hysterical.

I'm with her again Sun-Wed {can you say buh-bye social life} arg. The extra moola will definately be an added bonus on my upcoming trip to Utah to see the besties coming up.

::anyways:: This week we again were talking about boys. and. She decided to give me this little gem.

"Auntie Lachele, when something happens good or bad. Who is the first person that you want to tell? Whoever he is, is probably the one you like more"

.Right. Right. Yup.

However, what if all 3 of the questions that she asked me over the last week all have 3 different boys names associated with it? Guess Auntie Lachele has some issues she needs to work out.

If you recall. Last week her relationship advice was
Advice #1:: Whichever boy you miss when he doesn't talk to you is the boy you like most.

Advice # 2:: We don't want boys that don't want us to play with our other friends. They don't want us to be happy.

......

What life altering question would you like answered by the 7 year old genuis. Pretty sure I'm going to her for all my advice these days.


Bundle up warm. This week is going to be chilly.

xo.
L.

It's a good thing I'm a ninja.

I don't do well with scary shows. So why do I watch them? Umm.. cause it seems like a dang good idea at the time.

last night I let Kait's dog out, went to brush my teeth before bed. I went back to let her in and the dish washer was magically on. AHHH. The door was locked. No one got in...did they.

grab the dog, run to the bedroom climb into bed jump under the covers....

just sleeping....minding my own business....
3:30 am

"Auntie Lachele.... I think someone is in our house... can I sleep with you."

yup. climb into bed.... *wait. what. Someone is in our house*..

"yes, I heard someone walking down the stairs."

FML. did I lock the back door. YES. Did I lock the garage door to the landing. uhh. IDK. frig.

"can you go check"

umm... no do you want me to die.
go to sleep baby.

........time passes........

"auntie lachele.. I seriously hear someone."

*not going to lie. I am freaked out at this point.*
I start singing "I love to see the Temple"....

....we fall asleep....

I dream about someone breaking into our house... and we pretend to play house with the breaker inner so he doesn't kill us.. I secretly call the cops...they take forever to come.... just as they get to the door my alarm goes off...

I wake Ruthie up... she's stretching...
K, baby go get dressed, brush your teeth...

"Auntie Lachele... did you check to see if anyone was out in the living room.?"

yup {nope.} I am the aunt that sends her niece out there first.

Good News.. She saw a tree in the living room, she heard trees banging outside, and all the doors were locked.

It's a dang good thing her Aunt is a Ninja. {not}

Good thing I remembered some childrens songs. And. P.S how does a 7 year old take up more space in a king size bed than an adult? I'll never know.

xo.L.

The things I learn from a 7 year old:: Relationship advice and period talk

So I have the opportunity once a month to play mama to a 7 year old niece of mine for 5 whole days. So her and I get alot of time to chat. She taught me alot this last week. She's absolutely hilarious.

first off:: She taught me that at 7 years old you have to watch her do homework because when she says she wrote her spelling words 5 times on Monday when she only did it 1.5 times. And subsequently she gets mad at me when I make her add one sentence to each night until she makes up the ones she lied about.

- When you ask her to have a bath and she notices the drawings she did on her legs from when she was with her dad at Christmas still aren't gone and she needs to make up an excuse incase it's not off before her mom gets home, she says that some other kid drew on her {if anyone else is drawing on you in those places thats inappropriate} then she says maybe she has smiley face chicken pox in yellow highlighter thighs. RIIIIIIIIIIIGHT.

- You have to specifically ask her to wash her hair when she has a bath.

- A glass of milk with a chocolate covered granola bar is NOT oatmeal for breakfast...no matter how hard she tries to convince you it is.

Second off:: She gave me the funniest relationship advice monday night. We were chatting about boys {I'll go into my bfriend drama, cause she swore me to secrecy that I wouldn't tell her mom about her break up with Hunter. oops}.

Advice #1:: Whichever boy you miss when he doesn't talk to you is the boy you like most.

Advice # 2:: We don't want boys that don't want us to play with our other friends. They don't want us to be happy.

::seriously:: is she really seven? I don't think so!

She was reaping the benefits of my monthly friend this week. She had mcdonalds for dinner once, ice cream the next and princess soup the next. Wow. I am nutritious. Gross. Sorry Kait. Next week will be better. I wasn't feeling good this week, so I told her that once she got her period it won't be fun. "I know auntie lachele, it's gross...would you mind if we didn't talk about blood coming from there at the dinner table." haha oops.

xo.

L

lifes little lovlies.

I've really been needing pick me ups lately {refer to my hormone post, you'll know why} but whenever I find a good quote. It pretty much becomes my Mantra for a while.

These two quotes have gotten me thru a whole heck of a lot lately and I just thought it would be too selfish not to share. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do::

"And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain, When you come out the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what the storm is all about."

oh.em.gee. Brings tears to my eyes every time.every time.

"A successful woman is one who can build a firm foundation with the bricks others have thrown at her."

I strive to be a strong woman. A woman of purpose. A woman who has a greater impact for good in this world. I'd like to think I'm on my way there... that's why Satan won't leave me the heck alone.

I consider it an honor. Bring it on.

xo.
L.

Because I'm full of myself!

..... I've always been a lover of my birthday... and I feel the need to make sure everyone knows it's my birthday... I am turning my 1 week birthday bonanza into a TWO week birthday extravaganza.

I'll be in Utah the week after my birthday to catch up with some friends, and visit people I haven't seen in so long. So I figure that they would totally want to celebrate my birthday with me. Who wouldn't right? Right.

Who wants to come celebrate my "super sweet 16 {plus ten}"?

I'm super stoked to play with all of my friends, and I'm excited for a trip down to one of my favourite places ever, to see some of my most favourite people ever, right around my most favourite time of the year!

This is going to be such a great trip. There are a few people I am really excited to see ;)


xo.

L.

P.S Ideas please. I'm looking for a place to eat, and some sort of activity. I've been keeping an eye on the weather. So. I've got some pretty sweet ideas up my sleeve... lets just hope the weather co-operates.

Can I get an AMEN!!

Hormones suck.

Being a girl during that time of the month sucks.

Is it bad that I wish that I was mean during that time of the month. As. Opposed to emotional. Which is the lesser of the two evils? I hate being emotional. I hate crying. I hate being paranoid that everyone is out to get me. I hate that I act INSANELY CRAZY and freak out over the littlest things. I'd rather just be mean. ha :)

To the boy<--- he knows who he is::

I am deeply sorry for the freak out earlier. I hope you realize that during my insane state of mind, nothing you could EVER say could make what you said better(even tho you didn't say anything wrong.) You really just kept digging yourself a deeper hole by apologizing for something(even tho you didn't know what you did). It's not you. It's me. Give me a few days and I'll be back to my old, happy, carefree self. Please don't hold anything that was said during the last 36 hours against me. It will probably happen in another 28 days. For real. Please forgive me.

Sincerely:: Lachele <-- the 3 day a month crazy woman.


I can't even imagine how crazy I will get the minute I get pregnant and have a baby... the hormones then will put these ones to shame. Oh poor man I marry. Please forgive me. Atleast the whole marriage/sealed for eternity thing comes before the baby thing. Then he's stuck with me no matter what.

I opted to come straight home after the fireside.. to have a little roomie bonding time. We haven't seen each other in 3 weeks, so it was a good decision on my part, to stay home, and talk about boys and life and the super sweet 2012 friends trip we will be planning. I forgot I was acting crazy minutes before and promptly started feeling sorry for myself when she got a phone call she needed to take. Oh the joys of being a girl.

Can I please get an Amen on this post? Please. If not I will feel like the craziest girl on the face of the earth.

xo.
L.

P.S here is a stat for you. for every 100 Temple worthy, single sisters in the church there are only 16 Temple worthy, priesthood holders for us. Now aren't those stats a little depressing?

On that note. I'm outta here.

Remember that one time...

that I tried to become a runner?

The time that I went and found someone to teach me the proper running technique. Well that was fun. I tried to love it. I think I may or may not have even started to like it.

say whhhha?

Remember the time that I was playing football and wrecked my knee? Well, over the last 6 or so months I have been trying to run again. I've been running on the treadmill, I've been running outside. I've been stretching. I've been doing EVERYTHING that the Surgeon said to do.

It hurt. I couldn't run fast. Sad day. I signed up to play in my high school alumni basketball tournament Dec 27th. I was really nervous. What if I couldn't actually play. I was doing lay ups, jump shots. I was running. Running, cutting, and pivoting.

My knee is still recovering from that day.

I'm pretty sure that it's safe to say that I am done running. I am done trying to become a runner. For now anyways. I am going to stick to spinning. Spinning 5 days a week. Mixed with a little aqua aerobics.

I am done forcing something that is not running. So, to all those of you this new years season that have made running goals. I am excited for you. I am excited to hear about the progress you're making. And. About how you feel about your upcoming races. While all ya'll are running. I'll be spinning.

xo.
L.

I love the month of January. It's the month of my birth.

I love that it has been a steady +14 degrees in Calgary since Christmas. It' pretty much fall weather. Which is my favourite season ever. The universe loves me. Now I just need to pull out all my fall clothing.

I love that I have finally decided where my big trip for this half of the year is going to be...
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ECUADOR!! I am going to go volunteer in an orphanage for two weeks. I am going to play with babies, and I am going to love those little kids, and I am going to let them teach me how to be humble. How to be grateful for the little things in my life. Anticipating the way this trip will change me. Is changing me.

I love that I have the redecorating bug. Stay tuned for some adorable pillows I'm making. And. Some aprons. And a new duvet cover that I am designing. *who knew.. Me. Me. Would be having fun making bracelets. Making super cute necklaces. I am loving this new hobby of mine.

I love that I have been fulfilling my new years resolution of not being a spectator in my own life. Everyday. More than once a day. I think. "Am I being a spectator in my life today" If the answer is yes. Then I do something to make it 'extra special" if I've already done something memory worthy. I become thankful. This is going to be a great year.

This year. I am going to become certified to be a spin instructor.

This year I am going to get my dive on.

This year I am going to find joy in my journey.

I love blogging. I've always been a journal writer. Always. I love my blog.

I am so happy right now.
Things are finally going my way.
I am looking forward to what this year brings. The good. The bad. And. The ugly.
**but hopefully more good**

xo.
L.