June 29, 2013

for the beauty of the earth

This weekend we escaped to the mountain for some relief from the 115 degree heat and the craziness of the world. It was beautiful and breezy and just what the doctor ordered. This morning I woke up with the sun and pondered the beauty of the world around me. It is unbelievable to me that people can live in this beautiful world and not believe that there is something more to life. That this earth and all of its hills, mountains, and valleys were just created by chance. When I look at the wonderful world around me, I thank my Heavenly Father for sending me to this beautiful earth and to a family where I can enjoy the beautiful Kolob mountains for the rest of my life. Lately I've really been thinking about God's plan for us, and how he has blessed us with so many things to make us happy in life. I am so thankful for everything that I have been blessed with. I am grateful for family that sings songs while we drive through the fields. I am thankful for quiet mornings spent walking through the woods. I am thankful for midnight story sessions with my grandma and uncle, where I learn more about my grandpa. I am thankful for wildflowers and blue skies. And most importantly, I am thankful for this life, and all the adventures I'm about to go on. 

Here's to life and everything we've been blessed with.
Take a moment and just take in all the beauty around you, will ya? (: 
Thanks for stopping by!
Love P

June 25, 2013



Guess how long it took to burn through six boxes of sparklers? about 45 minutes. 
Needless to say our campout last night was a success.
Happy Summer!
Love P

June 20, 2013

{small town lovin'}


Some people believe that the only place worth living is the city, where there are hundreds of fancy department stores, five star restaurants, and Broadway shows. Some people live for the bright city lights and the constant noise of a train station. Some people would be embarrassed to live anywhere but the metro. But not me. I guess you could say I was born for the small town life.

When I was seven years old, my dad received a phone call from this guy named Jody Rich. My dad was being offered a job at Hurricane High School, and later that summer we moved from the suburbs of Salt Lake City to this small dusty town named Hurricane. I was familiar with the town because my mom's entire family lived in the Hurricane Valley. For me, the move was a dream come true. I lived with my grandparents, ran through the orchard with my gang of cousins, went horseback riding with my aunt, and knew every kid on my street. In South Jordan, we couldn't do any of these things.  For the rest of my childhood and my teenage years I would come to live and breathe for my small town. Over the eleven years I've lived here, I have realized that even though the city life is appealing, nothing is quite like being a small town girl. There are definitely downsides, but more than anything there are joys. Joys that are so simple most people would overlook them. 

So I've decided to share a little bit about what living in a small town means, and why I love it so much. Here we go (: 

Small town living means that evenings are spent on the porch with family and neighbors just shooting the breeze. It means that you are never too old to sail a Popsicle stick sail boat down the irrigation ditch. It means that as a young teenager you can't wait for 9:00 to roll around so that you can go play night games with the other neighborhood kids in the church orchard. In a small town, you spend a big part of your day stuck behind Brother Reeve driving his farm equipment down the road going under 10 mph. You have to wait to start practice because your teammate decided to ride her horse to practice, and she needs some place to tie it off. Small town living means that on a Friday night in the fall, anyone and everyone is at the High School football game. The rest of the town is empty except for the cheers that can be heard from the stadium. In a small town everyone knows everyone, which can either be a blessing or a curse. Families that settled the town are still there, and you are most likely related to everyone in some way. The mayor owns a barbershop and knows everyone by name. Gossip and news travel fast, so you've got to be careful what you do. Small town living means you know everyone in your high school, and you can recite the names of almost every person in you graduating class. It means that in the summer there will be bonfires out south, Pioneer Day parades, and movies in your neighbors backyard. Living in a small town means that when disaster strikes, the town will come together and give 110% to make things better. And finally, living in a small town means that you are guaranteed a magical childhood, and memories that you will never forget. 

Pretty soon i'm moving away and going to college. Even though I won't be living in my small town, I'll always be a small town girl at heart. 

Love P

June 18, 2013

June Joys

Can you guys believe we are more than halfway done with June already?! It's gone by so fast, but its been filled with so much fun. One of the best parts of this summer is all the time I've gotten to spend with the people I love, especially my family. I work like everyday, which sucks, but it makes the time I have off even more valuable. I think realizing that i'm moving out soon has really hit home, and so i've tried to spend as much time with these kids as possible. They are the cutest, sweetest, funniest kids ever and I will never forget all the memories we've made already this summer. 


Sorry my posts have been kinda sporadic lately, but I have good intentions. I really do! 
So here's my challenge to you readers: spend at least an hour with your loved ones today and don't be afraid to be a little crazy and creative as well. 
Thanks for stopping by
Love P

June 8, 2013

A&A: Welcome to Summer.

Hello there fellow friends. I"m terribly sorry i've been MIA the last few weeks, but like always life gets busy and my good intentions to blog never get carried out. It's been a good few weeks since graduation, and they've been filled with more awkwardness and awesomeness than i can remember. But I'm gonna try and do my best to remember EVERY little awkward morsel of my life. Ready? Okay.


  • Getting hit on by men, women, and children at my job. This sounds like an exaggeration, but IT'S. NOT. Now, dont get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with a little flirtation between the cute guys that come through, but when it's a 75 year old fisherman it's a little on the creepy side. Also, thanks to my awkward luck in life, i've also been hit on by three girls, a six year old, and a dog. I love my job. 
  • Answering my home phone with a fake cheery "Sand Hollow State Park, this is Paisley. How can I help you?!" and feeling like a complete idiot when I realized I was standing in my kitchen no where near the lake. It was a confusing and awkward moment for both me and our neighbor who was calling to borrow some eggs. 
  • I am now the laughing stalk of my neighborhood, my ward, the entire town of Hurricane, and probably the far corners of the earth. So... last week I was coming home late from a baseball game when I saw someone going through my neighbors house with a flashlight. I was totally freaked out because I knew the family was in California on vacation and no one should be in their house. Especially not with a flashlight. I hurried and called my dad and had him call 911. This is where it gets good. Like 2985098023958 billion police officers pulled up {actually more like 5 but i'm trying to convey my point} and had the house surrounded. More police showed up so that there would be no way this 'robber' could escape. Well, meanwhile I am calling my friend Jessica who lives in the house nonstop. Finally she picks up the phone and says that she and the twins were home from Cali, and that the twins were at the house. Well, then I started to worry that there was a murderer in the house with the twins. And then BOOM my mind escalated and all of a sudden I thought the boys were going to be killed by an evil robber and it would just be terrible. Finally the police go into the house and GUESS WHAT? That flashlight I saw? Oh. It was just the twins reading their scriptures with their flashlights. QUE THE AWKWARDNESS AND THE EMBARRASSMENT AND THE EVERYTHING. I had cried wolf on two ten year olds reading the holy book. ................. I know. I'm stupid and yes, you can laugh at me all you want. I laughed at myself too {after I stopped crying at myself in embarassment}. I can't go anywhere without someone telling me that I should get a badge that says neighborhood watch dog or something of the sort. All in all, its been an interesting week. (;
  • The fact that I got asked on more dates by guys writing in my yearbook than in my entire life. I'm glad they all waited until I graduated so that I can be officially "Old" and  a "super senior". Hooray for my excellent luck with boys. ****sarcasm***** 
  • My graduation present!!! I combined some of my graduation money and bought myself a brand spanking new Nikon d3100 camera. Aaaaaaaannnnnndddd I love it. I haven't exactly had oodles of time to experience the full experience yet, but it's glorious just sitting on my desk. 
  • Temple trips and mandatory Iceburg shakes with my beautiful friend Kelci. 
  • Being baptized by my trek brother Tanner Butler. He is on a service mission at the St. George temple, and when we walked into the baptistry his face literally lit up. He is such a sweet kid and I'm proud of him for serving so many people everyday. 
  • Swimming with the fam and enjoying a peaceful evening in the backyard reading on our new patio furniture. Which deserves its own bullet point of awesomeness
  • Our patio furniture
  • When I am scheduled to work with my friends Christine and Logan. Bless their souls, they just get my odd sense of humor and don't look at me weird when I am crazy. 
Cheers to the end of a good weekend and the start of an even better summer.
Love P 

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