Driving Miss Ann

Mother-

Okay I'm not the biggest fan of having more words than pictures in a post but I think this one calls for an exception. Long, long, long, story short, I drove Ann Madsen, wife of Truman G. home from the airport today. She told me all about her devotional she had just given at BYU-Idaho giving amazing insights on the sacrament while still showing her connection to the young adult world by referencing NCMO, aka non-committal make-out in case you didn't know that.

Afterwards she invited me into her house as we talked some more over fresh squeezed orange juice. Could my life have gotten better at that point?? Afterwards she showed me around her house when I discovered she owns a Mac too. I said, "Oh, I knew we'd get along, you're an apple person!" She replied, "Oh I love my Mac. You know, you never hear PC have that much pride." So with the NCMO reference, the Mac, and the fact that she was wearing Uggs I was completely old lady smitten.

Anyway, this brings my meaningful encounters of church celebrities to a big whopping two. Speaking of, I want to sign off on one more thought. I was reading my old journal of when I ran into President Monson in Grandma's living room and apparently (I don't remember this-thank goodness for journals) he toasted to my future with a glass of grape juice. Yes!!! My life is complete! I felt a renewed sense of purpose. So while you are freaking out about what my plans are I on the other hand can't think of anything that seals my fate with a divine kiss than a toast of grape juice-drink of the gods, or drink of President Monson at least:)

-diana

PS-Since I've got impeccable celebrity manners I did not ask for a photo soooooo here are a few from a recent Dr. Quinn watching. I'd make a great missionary for the show. There are definite converts in Provo.

So happy.....

We love you Jane Seymour.

The clapping is real. They want to belong to the church of Dr. Quinn.

Creative VT-ing

Mom,

This was my morning:

5:00 AM-Woke up.

5:15 AM-Met my VT comp and VTeachee at the temple to do baptisms.

6:00 AM-Left the temple

6:15 AM-Got in my comps hot tub to do visiting teaching. Oh gosh the best part was that we weren't in a sketchy south of campus one. This was in a huge house north of the temple and we got an awesome morning view as the sun came up.

I think God knows I don't have a solid testimony of visiting teaching so I got paired with an awesome comp and willing teachee who let's us get creative. After all, it can kind of be inherently boring unless you spice it up a little.....or heat it up a lot:)

love,

me

Be Proud

Mom,

You need to be proud of the fact that:

A. I've been accepted into the Hispanic community in Salt Lake.

2. CJ is now a floral designer and still heterosexual. This is a verbatim excerpt from our most recent conversation. He said, "I saw these boutonnieres at a reception last night. First of all, I could do a better job. Mistake one. You never make those with Gerber daises. Always roses."

D. I have found a new use for my collection of snuggies. My arms will be saved from cancerous UV rays when laying out.

Love,

me

Flying with Ice Cream

Mom,

No one loves logistical achievements like me. So obviously I take a ton of pride in the fact that I was able to transport two cartons of ice cream from AZ to UT on my latest flight without it turning into a messy milkshake.

Here's the story. My really good friend served in Texas and fell in love with Blue Bell ice cream. He's raved about it a number of times and honestly, I was skeptical until I tried the chocolate at Lauren's over Thanksgiving. Delicious. The company only sells it in select states one of which happens to be our great state of Arizona (and obviously not Utah) only solidifying my opinion that it is the best state in the Union. Plus, I purchased it in Gilbert so Dad should be happy I'm supporting local businesses.

Well after a few calls to Sky Harbor, the SLC Airport, and TSA I found out that you can totally take ice cream in your checked luggage. With a little help from a few pounds of dry ice and some tight wrapping of one of my jackets to act like a cooler, the cartons made it safely from Gilbert to Provo making me one very proud girl and one very happy friend.

-diana

ps-I'm at the hospital right now with Grandma and the nurse asked, "Are you one of her granddaughters?" I replied by saying, "Yes, one of many." Well I guess I didn't speak clearly enough because she thought I said my name was Minnie. I thought it would be fun to go along with but I didn't realize we we going to have a full conversation about Minnie Mouse and how much I liked her:) It just happened so I thought I would right about it because it made me laugh when he walked out of the room.

See totally frozen. Go me!

MOM,

Remember how I want to live on a farm this summer? Ba-hahahahahahaha. I still think it can happen but admittedly I think I just want to be a celebrity in a small town a little more than I actually want to "learn how to work." Three warm summer months of fame is all I need. But who am I kidding here? I grew up with you!! I know how to work!!! That being said, it's a new year and I'm not in school anymore which means I've got a little more time on my hands. My goal? Grow-up.

Now it's true (at least according to Lauren) I'm probably never going to be as mature as CJ or gosh, maybe even Jennie, kind of like Ben will never be more mature than Doug (again Lauren's words not mine). I call it youthfulness, some call it maturity. Whatever. Still, I certainly have some things I could do to help my case, like actually folding my laundry so my socks match, learning how to cook real meals, wearing lipstick on occassion, being on time for things, and ta-da....doing a budget.

The only bad part about the latter is that I realized last week I'm spending way too much of my paycheck on gas. So I decided to do the grown-up thing, suck it up, save money, and take the bus to work which means getting up at 6AM. Oh good heavens, even typing that makes me kind of dry-heave, sort of like I want to throw-up on anyone who smiles at me this early too. Below is a pic of how exactly I feel.

And since I think I chose the coldest week so far this winter, I've morphed into the consummate bag lady, piling on as many layers as possible to my body and carrying an odd amount of things in my hands. Basically I have to take a little bit of the bathroom, kitchen, and make-shift office I have with me. Add that to a bike and I definitely am looking a little homeless. Plus, I don't think the unmatching mittens are helping my case. Still working on the laundry thing:)

In this weather I would actually consider copping out and taking my car but long story short, it's in the shop for a couple of things. So if I wasn't going to do this I think God would have compelled me anyway. I almost asked Ray if I could put on my overalls and watch him work on the contour. You know, in my dreams of being an auto-mechanic and all I thought it would help. I wouldn't wear my snuggie of course as I think adults don't wear those in public. Actually maybe adults don't wear those at all....

Well I'm going to get back to sneaking my chocolate pudding for breakfast in the back of the bus. Following the guidelines of UTA is definitely not on my list of things to work on in 2011.

love,

your wannabe celebrity farmer/mechanic extraordinaire/

very youthful/somewhat grown-up daughter (at least for this week)

ps-thank goodness for free wi-fi-a huuuuge blessing on this dismal morning

Phil Dunphey Yo-

Learned how to change my oil today and did it all in a leopard snuggie. The overalls and rain boots are a usual part of my Saturday attire. Yes mom, that is a boy teaching me and no we are not dating so put your cell phone down right now and don't bother calling.

My friend had to do a profile assignment for an art class and used me as part of it. He's a kick-butt artist but I think the best part of this painting is the fact that I realized my hair has a curve! Whoot, whoot!! A few months ago it was just a fetus-tail but 3.5 inches has to merit a real pony-tail title.

love,
oily/curved pony di

Film Appreciation

Dearest Darlingest Momsy and Popsy (if he even reads this)-

I'm sure you two didn't realize but I stole Dad's Minolta from his miss. a couple of years ago and have been using it ever since. Digital is great and I'm the number one advocate of efficiency, but despite some of the grainy images below I think there's a magic that only film can capture...literally:)

tchau,

di

Below is actually a pic of CJ. I ran into him randomly at a Stake Party where they were giving out free food and glow sticks. The funny thing was neither of us were in that Stake.

Some of my favs from DC.

Above: Washington Monument

Below: The day after Obama was elected. The Newsuem downtown put out the front covers of major newspapers around the country. I think the rest are self-explanatory.

My Birthday

Dear Mom,

I'm not an uber-proactive blogger but I figure since I've been lying about my age for the past year I might as well do a post on my 24th birthday and update my blogger profile. I guess now I can start telling people I'm 25.

Annnnyway, last year on the eve of my b-day Twilight 2 aka New Moon came out and although I'm not a vampire aficionado I figured it would be fun to go to the midnight showing with friends. This year was 10x better though because Harry Potter 7 Part 1 came out. I started out buying 20 tickets but in the end purchased 48 thanks to Jerusalem people (with the intention that everyone was going to pay me back so no worries). Needless to say it was fun and we took up a big portion of the theater.

Enjoy the pics!

Love,

di

Below: This is a friend from Brazil who happened to be sitting behind me. It made me laugh because while we were there our group went to see Harry Potter 5. We had lighting bolts drawn on our foreheads and fake wands. I remember walking around the streets of downtown Sao Paulo dressed as Hermione saying, "Alohomora" and pointing my stick at people.

Some people got a little more into the dressing up. The closest I got was being swaddled in my snuggie. Last year I got a hot pink and leopard snuggie from two guys who didn't coordinate. Way random. But anyway, at New Moon I got up in front of the entire audience (surprise, surprise) in my snuggie and told everyone it was my dream to conduct the wave in a theater full of people and since it was my birthday I requested that they make it come true. Of course I had to do the same thing this year. Turned out well.

Last year....Maybe next year I'll be more mature but that's pretty unlikely.

A Halloween PS

Oh Mom,

I totally forgot to include this pic from the Annual Family Pumpkin Carving Contest. To my and CJ's dismay we didn't win-actually we didn't even place. Call it inappropriate but I thought we did a really great job being creative with the crack that came with our pumpkin.

Love,

me

Halloween

Mom,

Guess who I was for the work costume party? That's right, your fav politician Mrs. Pelosi! I know you're proud:) On a serious note though, I had to pay homage to my 2008 costume of Mrs. Clinton. I figured since she lost the presidential race maybe I could work my magic in 2010. I think all the Republicans out there should thank me personally. Maybe for Halloween 2012 I'll be Obama....

Love,

me

PS-You may tell your conservative friends to send their support to Princess Di. I will accept money in all forms as changing into a black man might prove costly.

2008-Hillary Clinton, Obama Girl, Sarah Palin, John and Cindy McCain. In case you were wondering, yes I am disgusted that both years my hair has been more than perfect for my political roles.