We Need To Make Our Home A Refugee

This is what my mom said tonight during Family Home Evening. I'm nearly certain she meant refuge buuut I'm not all that well versed in Korean proverbs. "The home is a refugee" - sounds proverb-y to me. Kim Jong-Il style.

Munching on fav snack, silkworm. Nom nom nom.

My mom also managed to continually mistake 'greenie' for 'gringo'. I didn't correct her because I figure they're probably synonymous.

The Murri Family

A couple of weeks ago, on Mother's Day, Alexa took some shots of the Murri family and I've been editing them! Here are some of the final takes:

Awwwwwww. Aren't they adorable? What a pretty family!

I Might Be Slightly Ridiculous

These are the eggs I decorated for Easter.

There are no explanations for this. Easter is not about freak bunnies laying eggs or candy or new pastel dresses. Easter is about remembering the Saviour and Redeemer of the world. Over two thousand years ago Christ suffered and died for all of God's children. Three days later he rose from the grave and conquered death. He lives! With his sacrifice and triumph all mankind can be resurrected, repent, and come unto the Father. It's really such a beautiful holiday, more so than a silly egg can display.

Side note: turns out I have no care for posting on time.

The Anti-Joke

Well this seems legit.

So a guys walks into a doctor’s office and says,” Doctor, it hurts when I poke my kness like this.” And the doctor says, “Yes, you’ve shattered both your kneecaps. You’ll never walk again”

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I have a gun
Get in the van

A horse walks into a bar. Several people left as they spotted the potential danger of the situation.

I don’t know why but these are sooooo funny to me right now. Alexa has been coming up with new ones every five minutes and I can’t. stop. laughing. Don’t know what an anti-joke is? Well friends, lemme es’plain. According to anti-joke.com, an anti joke ‘is a type of comedy in which the joke is set up to expect a typical joke setup however the joke ends with such anticlimax that it becomes funny in its own right. The lack of punchline is the punchline.’

The anti joke you are probably familiar with follows along these lines:
What is green and has wheels? Grass, I lied about the wheels.

But that’s not funny at all, unlike this more controversial model:
What’s worse than finding half of a worm in your apple? The Holocaust.

Funny and yet still not funny. Does anyone else think anti jokes are funny? Maybe I can win you over with a few more? (read aloud)

Why did the boy drop his ice cream? Because he was hit by a bus.

What’s the difference between a duck and a bicycle? The bicycle has handle bars.

What did the lawyer say to the other lawyer? We are both lawyers.

Still not funny? Okay well just try it out on a relative and maybe it will suddenly be hilarious.

I Heart Recycling!

And the BEST kind of recycling is recycling unwanted clothing! Really though, think about it. Instead of throwing used goods into the ocean or putrid landfills why not just sell them back to destitute college kids? It's the ultimate recycling because it's actually helpful to the economy and there is no added wastes to the environment created during the recycling process. Plus it is FUN FUN FUN. Brilliant!

I LOVE thrifting but I especially love thrifting outside of DI. Mormons have a way of using things until they can't be used anymore. Look at these beauties that I picked up the other day. Shhhhhhh...don't tell my mom :)

Brown riding boots: 6.99 White leather boots: 4.99 Blazer: 6.99 Sequin tank: 1.99

And here I am wearing the white booties. They are exactly like a brown pair I have but white. I can't believe I ever said no shoes. Silly me!

If you are obsessed with blogs and thrifting like me then you will love this girlie's cute blog. EVERYTHING she wears is thrifted. Everything.

P.S. Do you like my hair? I love me some summa braids :) Inspiration from this blog.

Mommy Dearest

How do I write a fitting tribute to the woman who made all that I am?

Mom, thank you for sacrificing the things of the world for me. Thank you for teaching me to love God more than myself. Thank you for always thinking I am hilarious. No one else laughs as sincerely as you at my humor. Thank you for never caring whether I was embarrassed by your antics. Talking about Jared's butt no longer phases me. Thank you for teaching me to work hard and play hard. Thank you for never letting me settle for second best. That was hard lesson to learn. Thank you for showing me how to be brave. Thank you for teaching me charity by example. No one else loves old people like you do. Thank you for teaching me how to be like Christ. Once when I felt lonely you said, "Whitney, you need to stop worrying about whether you have any friends and start worrying about who you are being a friend to." I've carried that advice in my heart and it has changed the way I look at people. Most of all thank you Mom for always loving me.

Mommy, I love you so much. You are my best friend. I miss you when I'm away. No one is better at rubbing my back when I am crying or giving me advice when I am lost. There is no one else who gets me like you do.

Ok now that I've cried a Lake Erie into my lap I need to go do some flood control. I love you Mommy.

Love your Favorite Daughter :)