My Fam> Yours

So you know how it seems like I'm an only child? Well I'm excited to inform you that I'm not! This week my wonderful family came to town and we basically had a wild rumpus. We played games, we watched a ridiculous amount of The Great British Baking Show, we fought over my oldest sister's adorable baby, we made some great food, and we talked a lot of baby talk. It was incredibly wonderful to be with my favorite people in my life. The great thing is our family is forever and we can have lovely weeks like that for eternity. 

The pros and cons of Neverland, and the truth about leaving it

Ok, here's the scoop: I turn 18 in one month exactly. That's 31 days from now. One month is not very long, especially when it's your last month as a child. Truth is: I'm very, very nervous. It seems to me that being an adult is something I never was going to do! The other day my mom said, "it's ok, she's basically an adult, she can hang out with us." Basically and adult? Time is trying to kidnap me from neverland! I don't want to grow up! I wand to be 7 forever! And play pretend, and use the foot of my bed as a horse or a motorcycle or whatever I want. I want to steal the tablecloth and some paper clips and make myself a princess dress and crown! I want to give my barbies makeovers, and make blanket forts, an not worry about college, or living on my own, or making the wrong decisions and putting myself on completely the wrong course forever! Ok, drama time over. I've had enough of that today. I can't lie though, and say I'm not also a little excited about turning 18. Adults can do a lot of things I can't that I wish I could, the most wonderful one being going through the temple, something I would gladly drop everything and do right now if I could. I'm pretty excited about going on my mission, and going to college, and becoming a wife and mother and who I was put on earth to be. I guess the point of this post, and the reason I wrote 500 more words than I would normally even read on a blog, is to say this: I'm nervous, and excited, and anxious, and hopeful  about the future and what is to come. And that's really all I can say about it.

Because words are hard.

Not gunna lie. I'm not really feeling like writing blog posts lately. Especially when I already have to write six BYU essays, three essays for English and one ridiculous essay for Student Council. I guess you could say all my writing skills have been taped out. So let's try something new. A video! My family went to Bryce Canyon over New Years and so I made a little video of the trip. Hope you enjoy!

We'll frolic and play the eskimo way

So I only planned on putting one awkward snow selfie of me on here, but I couldn't pick, so bear with me. I know I'm vain. It's fine. My dress is red ok? What would you do?

Today it snowed, and snowed, and snowed. You can see in those pictures that it reaches halfway up my leg! It made me want to sing white Christmas, and make snow angels, and walk around a lovely frozen pond, but instead I got to shovel half the driveway (the other half was too snowy for us to get to today) and laugh because our car just so happened to break down the one day we decide to drive to Idaho. It's all good folks, because what's Christmas without a few mishaps?

Besides that Christmas has been pretty uneventful this year. We got up and waited for the heater to turn on, and off and on again, opened up the presents under the tree, and headed to my Grandmas house for lunch. Then we headed to Idaho to spend time with the most wonderful family that I know.

Anyway, merry Christmas to all the readers I pretend are seeing this, and to all a good night!

Lately

Well here's the truth. lately I'm not on the top of the world. But that's life and sometimes you have down days. Sometimes you try and go through a car wash and then wined up with seven dollars in quarters, but not a washed car. Sometimes you ask someone to a dance without thinking about the fact that you really don't want to go, and sometimes your math teacher reads your (very embarrassing) response to the dance in front of the whole class. Sometimes you FaceTime your sister just so you're not alone, and sometimes you try to recreate a very sassy picture, but it comes out kind of blue and melancholy. I guess the camera doesn't lie. But it's times like these, times when you're failing a few classes and you accidentally cut yourself trying to carve a tree and the clouds are constantly making everything look kind of bleach, that you turn to The Lord and He carries you completely. And you come out of times like these realizing you don't ever, ever want to stop holding tight to the Savior. Even when times are good again. You never want to let him go.

Farewell my dear heart

Not over. Just different.

I'm a sucker for a snowstorm

Hey there blog that I've been dutifully ignoring. Sorry I haven't been posting. I would blame it on the flu that I caught, but then what would be my excuse for last month and the month before? Anyway, life has been pretty eventful. I've recently traveled to Wisconsin to see my baby nephew!! (Pictures will maybe get on here, if I ever post again) It was a fantastic trip, one of the best. I've been giving in to the urge to listen to Christmas music always, and also giving in to a weird desire to wear lipstick every time it snows. A handsome boy took me dancing in the snow this morning, so I guess you could say life is pretty stellar.

Count your Blessings

Hey there blog readers I pretend are reading this! (Honestly it's usually just me), today I was sitting with my mom playing "Count your Blessings" on the ukulele, and I thought maybe it would be a nice thing to count my blessings on this here little patch of the internet.
Blessings today:
-My brand new gratitude journal
-The best playlist ever full basically just of musicals
-That one fellow who happens to be one of my best friends
-My momma "jammin'" with me on the couch
-My awesome lovely sister who takes me around Utah valley to look for temples
-The beautiful house of the Lord
-Snail mail to my favorite brother

On Senior Year

You can be annoyed that I posted twice this week, but considering I haven't posted in 2 years I think that it's kind of ok. Ok?
So in August I started that wicked thing called Senior year.
It's been... interesting.
There has been lots of homework.
(Homework that I'm avoiding very deftly right now)
And planning things for Student Council
Lots and lots and lots of planning
And hope squad things
People being referred,
Hope week planned.
There has been a lot of stress.
And emotions.
And sometimes cops calling my parents in the middle of the night.
There's been lots of sluffing school,
And going to the temple instead.
And my curfew has been reduced from 12 to 8.
Lots of work off has been asked for.
Lots of dizzyingly beautiful days have made it worth it. I'm determined that this year will be the best yet. Even if it is crazy, busy, stressful. It'll be lovely. Whatever.

Resurrected

I'm officially resurrecting this blog.
Don't tell anyone because stats are not that important.
I just like it when I can go back and read how sassy I am.
I decided to add a picture of me, just in case you forgot what I look like.
I guess I should re-introduce myself.
My name is (still) Janna Sue
I am now a whopping 17 and a half.
My maturity level is the same.
Since the last time I posted I lived an entire Junior year.
I went on quite a few dates.
I kissed a handsome boy.
I became an aunt.
I chopped my hair off, grew it out and chopped it again.
I started sort of kinda liking Taylor Swift.
I learned to play the ukulele.
I became a Senior.
I got even sassier.
Welcome back from the dead blog!