Living With Girls...or Gorillas?

...So I decided I would clean my room in my apartment today because it desperately needed it. The bathroom wasn't looking too good. I cleaned the bathroom, got on my hands and knees and scrubbed the floor, got all of Autumns hair off the floor, and cleaned the toilet and sink. Looks good :). Speaking of Autumns hair, it is EVERYWHERE!!! hahaha it covers the bathroom floor, there was maybe like 4 of my hairs in there, pretty gnarly.

Anyway...after I finished the bathroom I decided I would vacuum the carpet in our room, it was pretty nasty. As I was cleaning I noticed the vacuum wasn't picking up everything, just kind of making noise. So I turned it off looked at the bottom and noticed this...

Look at all of that hair!!!!! I couldn't believe my eyes!

This is after I cleaned one side of it...


This is the finished product. Haha, I found it pretty humorous, but also pretty disgusting. I guess that's what you get when A. You don't live with your mom and B. You live with lazy people.

Sorry if I grossed out anyone, I just had to share :)

-borris (aka cinderella)

Coincidence?

Coincidence: A sequence of events that although accidental seems to have been planned or arranged.

So, reading back to my old post I have come to realize that some things I am doing in my life portray everything I said in my last post. Coincidence? I don't think so.

I have been going to institute every Tuesday and Thursday mornings and it is so awesome. My teacher is the best. He is so enthusiastic and excited about the Gospel, and he loves life. He is just an all around happy guy. Lately we have been talking about Job and Solomon and those stories are amazing. I recommend every member of the church to reading the book of Job and Ecclesiastes, there is so much to learn, and some very inspiring words...Anyway, back to my original point, as I have been going to class and listening and learning I realize that everything Brother Bartholemew was teaching I had just written in my blog. Isn't that interesting?

I write about how I should appreciate all of Gods gifts and know that he is all knowing and he is the most powerful, and in the book of Job, he also learns the same thing. In a much harsher way, I might add, boils he has to scrape off his body and so on and so forth.

Also the book of Ecclesiastes it mainly talks about how we should focus on eternal things in life. And in the beginning of the third chapter it talks about "seasons" and how each season comes and goes and how we should grow from the "season" we are in and that each season is temporary. Maybe you had to be a part of class, so I hope you understand what I am talking about. Seasons can be taken as trials or as good times in our lives, each one is temporary, whether we like it or not, but we need to be prepared regardless to face what is coming next. We need to learn from the "season" we are in and be ready for the next "season" to come.

I found that message to be pretty powerful and very much needed in my life. God does answer prayers, and I consider mine answered. The Gospel is the best!

-borris

Appreciation

I love the mountains
I love babies and kids
I love thinking about my future family
I love my family
I love thinking about my aunt Becca's emotional hug she gave me
I love learning about the Gospel
I love feeling the spirit
I love my mom and dad
I love the spiritual moments I share with my mom in church
I love Dr. Pepper
I love the sun
I love flip flops
I love laughing, hard

Sometimes I get so caught up in the negativity in life that I forget all the things I have that makes me happy. I get discouraged, often, and it's not good. I know some of my posts have been depressing but writing helps me express myself and get things off my chest. Also, just looking around at all the things God has created for us is truly amazing. Just the opportunity to witness a new life enter this world is a miracle in and of itself. The mountains are so beautiful. We are so lucky to be able to look at those everyday and see the changes they go through throughout the year.

I guess appreciation is the key word here in this post. Life is good, life is hard, and life is supposed to be enjoyed.

Sorry I'm so serious all the time, but these are reminders to me that I shouldn't forget. and I shouldn't be discouraged because I have such a good life.

Thanks to everyone who helps me realize that. I love you all.

-borris

Hugs

I was thinking the other day, everything can be described as a hug. Listening to good music can sometimes feel like a warm embrace. All the sounds and instruments and vocals surrounding you can make you feel warm and fuzzy (depending on the song of course). Getting under a bunch of blankets and feeling cozy can feel like a hug. The thing that most recently felt like a hug was the spirit at the Christmas program in my home ward this past week.

My Dad is probably one of the most talented and smart people I have ever known, and probably will ever know. He helped put together the Christmas program for our sacrament meeting and honestly everything that was sung and said made the chapel full of not only Christmas spirit, but the spirit of Jesus Christ. It's amazing to think of the sacrifice He made for every single one of us. As the program went on my dad had a trombone solo that was honestly so touching to me. You would think that I would get to hear him play that thing all the time, but I never do. I forget how good he is at what he does. He plays that instrument so beautifully, it amazed me and also filled me with the spirit. It was overwhelming. (Ask my mom, she was sitting by me, crying with me). That was probably one of the best hugs I've gotten in a long while, and the most needed one.

The reason behind all this "hug" nonsense is so I don't forget how it feels to receive and give a hug, not only physically, but spiritually. I hope sometime in my life I can give a spiritual hug to someone in need, like I needed it. There is nothing better than that feeling. Also a simple embrace to a loved one can mean a lot to that person, whether you think it would or wouldn't. I usually like to give hugs to people often not only because I like it, but because I want to show that person that I truly care about them and love them. If you ever think I am sad or depressed or having kind of a crappy day please give me a hug :) it would honestly change my mood in an instant. An embrace from a family member or a friend is simply priceless. Nothing money can buy would ever make me as happy as a hug does.

Anyway, I've been wanting to write this down for quite a while now, so I did :)

Love, Borris

HaHa

I was browsing through my pictures on my computer and came across this one. It made me laugh out loud. Look at how much these two look alike, it's crazy. And they both seem so happy to be alive haha. My dad makes me laugh, what a treasure he is in my life.

-borris

Farrah + Shawn = Mayci Jo Olmstead

December 6, 2009 a beautiful little miracle was born. Mayci Jo Olmstead. 6 pounds 7 ounces and 18 inches long. Another amazing experience witnessed. Thanks Farrah for letting be a part of that precious moment. It is permanently embedded in my brain. What a gorgeous angel you've brought into this world, and I must add, she is lucky to have parents like you guys. Congratulations!!!

-borris

Precious Moments

Today was just an overall great day. I spent all day with my two older sisters and my mom. What's better than that right? We went to a bunch of different boutiques and saw a lot of cute things; today I didn't mind shopping.

At dinner we started talking about all kinds of different things. We talked about things that I probably shouldn't repeat :) and sentimental stuff. I couldn't help but get teary eyed. In that moment I was so grateful to be sitting with my 3 favorite people. Also, I have been thinking a lot lately about the new addition thats comin our way tomorrow (Farrah's baby, new niece) and, being the emotional ball baby I am, I get emotional. I remember when Farrah had her first. When I first held her there was something special about that little girl that held on to a little piece of my heart. She was one of the most beautiful babies I have ever seen, literally. And, being that it was my sisters first, it was that much more special. Rachel's first was amazing too. Witnessing a new spirit coming into this world by your sister is indescribable. You can't help but cry, the spirit is overwhelming.

Anyway, I can't wait until tomorrow. I know I'm going to be an emotional wreck, but I don't mind. It's to be expected :) I can't wait to see what this little girl is going to look like! Hopefully I can post some pictures and show you all :)

Abra Cadabra, borris