Albert Einstein Look Alike

Lately, I've been looking a lot like this guy.

 For some reason whenever it's winter time my hair gets so staticky.

If I even touch my hair the slightest bit, bam! It's out to the walls.

Anyone have some tips on how to deal with staticky hair? They would be greatly appreciated.

 I dunno if the whole I stuck my finger into a light socket and got electrocuted look is a good look for me so..

Oh and did you notice the time what I blogged this at?

I couldn't sleep. So naturally I decided to blog?? Better than going on FB I guess.

"Every hard challenge you face, every hard thing you confront, every bad thing that happens to you, every unfairness, every conflict, every sadness and tragedy, every disappointment and heartache, every temptation and every opposition happens for only one purpose; to give you an opportunity to respond by applying your life in the teachings of Jesus Christ. As you do so you are changed and you become more like Jesus Christ."

This was a quote from church today that I really loved. Do you ever have one of those Sunday's where you feel like every lesson and talk was meant for you? As if God shook the speaker and said, "Listen, you need to give this talk on trials because McCall really needs it right now." Seriously every talk and lesson that was given today at church was amazing. Love those kind of Sundays.

Lately I've Noticed that....

-I'm claustrophobic. When there's a big group of people I start to freak out and get anxious.

-The news is one big fat lie. Remember that one time when they told us that we would have the worst storm Utah has ever had.... and it only snowed 3 inches. What a joke.

-I'm second guessing myself on my career choice. Ever since I can remember I've wanted to be a teacher. Now, I'm not so sure where I'm headed in life.

-I've been in the Christmas spirit. Christmas music, Christmas movies, Christmas lights, Christmas decorations. I love it all.

-I already have anxiety over having to drive in the snow. I still think my idea of heated roads is genius. Or how bout this, if the snow fell everywhere else but the roads. I'm game for that idea.

-I've been obsessed with Glee. This is a big step for me. In the beginning I absolutely refused to be involved with anything that had to do with this show. But now I can't get enough of it. I'm counting down the days till the Christmas episode comes on. Just in case you're wondering there's only 3 days until it airs.

-I've been thinking about going on a mission. Sister Morris?? Hmmm....

Some Deep Stuff.

Stop for a second. Think of something that has happened to you because of someone else's actions.
April 2003. I was 12 years old. My Grandpa Morris was very ill with pancreatic cancer. At the time I had no idea what was going on, all I knew was that my grandpa was sick and so we were going to visit him in Arizona. Little did I know, that this trip was made because my grandpa only had a little longer to live. This was a good bye trip. I remember like it was yesterday. The hospital smell. The gloomy paint on the walls. The yellow sign at the front door. It told visitors that were under the age of 12 that they could not come into the hospital because of some virus that was going on. We ignored the sign and visited my grandpa anyways. After all, my grandpa was dying. I remember going into his room and seeing all these wires hooked up to him. He looked frail and weak. But yet he greeted us with the biggest and warmest smile.
The second day that I came to see my grandpa we were only in his room for 15 minutes when I heard my dad out in the hall arguing with a nurse. She told my dad that anyone under 12 needed to leave because of the virus. She was rude and very cold about it. She started yelling for security and soon my brother sister and I were escorted out of the room into the elevator. I remember my dad telling us that we had to wait in the car. I remember the elevator doors shutting, the security guard apologizing over and over to my dad. Even he knew what the outcome of my grandpa was to be.
The next day my grandpa died. I never got to say good bye to him. I never got to hug him. I never got to squeeze his hand. I never got to hear his laugh one last time. I never go to tell him how much I loved him. I had the opportunity to do all these things. All of it was taken away though because of one persons careless actions.
Sure, the nurse isn't perfect and I certainly am not either. But next time you go to do or say something think twice. I don't think we realize how deeply we impact other people's lives. Something that could mean very little to you, could mean a heck of a lot more to another person.

"Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle."
 -Plato 

Florida? Yes Please!

In just a few short days I will be here....
                      
                       
                               

Instead of here....

                          

                     

And wearing these...

                    

Instead of these....

               

                    

And doing this....

                       

Instead of this...

                         

And playing with this guy....

                         

Instead of these guys....

                        

Going to Florida for a week just might be better than Christmas. I haven't been so excited for something in such a long time. My family has been through a lot the past few months years.  Moving, extended family problems, divorce in the family, financial problems and so on. Needless to say we all need a break. I'd say we deserve it. Thanks Padre for working so hard and making this all happen. You're the best.

Sorta Never Been Kissed.

This just might be how I'll end up in life. Old. My nickname is The Beast. 40 years old. Never been kissed. Yes, it's true I've never been kissed. Actually I technically have but technically haven't. It all depends on how you define what a kiss is. Technically I have touched lips with someone. Twice. Both actually were my best guy friends in high school. Which is weird. Both times they planted one on me. But I haven't had a kiss that actually meant something.
Here are my expectations for my future meaningful kiss...
He'll be rich. "When is it okay to kiss someone?" When they're rich. -Pam, 7 years old. Smart girl.
They'll have the face of Ryan Reynolds or Josh Duhmel and a body of a God.
He'll be one of the following: a doctor. a lawyer. or a dentist.
He'll drive a Mercedes.
He'll own a house in SunCrest.
We'll have already had dinner at The Roof and walked around and seen all the lights at Temple Square. So we'll be on a carriage ride. Christmas music in the background. A snowflake lands on my cheek, he leans in to brush if off my face and bam! He plants one on me. Yes, I did make that as cheesy as possible.

These aren't too high of expectations right? I mean Christmas time is in less than a month... I can make it happen by then. All I need to find is a guy. No big deal.
I'm totally kidding. Promise I'm not shallow and chances are my first meaningful kiss will never be like that.
I do however have one expectation of my first meaningful kiss... That'll be meaningful.

Dear Diary....

I was bored today and decided to break out my old journal's from when I was a little girl. I highly recommend doing this every once in a while. You learn a lot about yourself and how you've changed for the better and worse.
 Here's a few excerpts from them that I thought were pretty funny...

8/2/01
Well were in the car and were listening to the new *Nsync CD. Well I should tell you where were going. Were going 2 St.George and Las Vegas this will be way fun! I think that me and my bro are really getting along. Well got 2 fly QT pie.

8/14/01
I have decided that I McCall am going 2 be nice 2 every one even the brats, geeks and  so on (u get the picture) I'm not going 2 be shy and I will only get into 1 fight in the hole entire school year. I am going 2 be a good girl and more out going. Also I hope more boys will ask me out like B.C. I will try harder in math and get good grades. My teacher will like me and I hope I make new friends through out the hole school year and won't just stick with the friends that I have. Signed, McCall Morris

11/14/02
Today was one of the most sadest but scarriest of all. I'm so lost and don't know what to do. One of my very good friends had done something that will and always effect her life. She pierced her belly button. I know, I know it sounds crazy and I just wish I could have been there to stop her. The thing she doesn't get is that so many things could happen to her. And one of the most things that bugs me is she's taking it with lots of pride. Lots. And she is going to get caught sooner or later. And going 2 wish she never did it. I just hope that she will confess.

Man was I dramatic! I love how on the last journal entry I built it up to be some incredibly terrible thing and all it was a piercing.
Haha I kill myself.
Apparently I couldn't spell if my life depended on it either.
If only all I still had to worry about was not getting in one fight a year and being nice to the even the brats and geeks my life would be set.

The Important Questions of Life.

How come a dog loves to stick their head out the window, but when you blow on their face they get mad?

Where does all your chap stick go to? One second you have a bunch of chap stick and the next it's all gone.

Why does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all fours? They’re both dogs!

What color would a smurf turn if you choked it?

Why is rush hour so slow?

At a movie theater which arm rest is yours?

Why do doctors leave the room while you change? They're going to
see you naked anyway.

Why is the word abbreviation so long?


Those are some deep questions right? Taking Philosophy has really gotten me to ponder the important questions of life. NOT! I hate Philosophy and how deep it makes you think. What I really wanna know is who decided to make Philosophy part of an associate degree. Lame. Really I just like all these questions cause I think they're funny!