We seriously maybe possibly have a problem dudes

We seriously have a problem....maybe It's not like a normal problem that is a real bad thing that needs to be fixed. It's a weird thing really. Like....no obvious solution exists and it might not even need to be fixed...ya know? You definitely don't know cause that didn't explain anything at all. 

Lemme try again:

We think we are the coolest people ever. Ok so we have an ego problem. But it's not a normal level of arrogance or confidence or self esteem or anything. That level would be like "I am so cool and awesome and perfect I can do no wrong". Our level is like "I am so cool and awesome that it doesn't even matter that I do wrong all the time."

We think the rules don't or shouldn't apply to us.
Its a whole freaking new level of thinking highly of yourself. 

Average high level of arrogance: "I'm so cool and awesome and perfect that everyone notices me!"
Our level: "I am so cool and awesome that I don't even need to notice people noticing me."

Is it a problem? Eh....people still like us. Really like us. They love us. Do we try and hide how highly we think of ourselves? Nope. So if people still like us is it a problem? I don't think so. But maybe it could be in the future. I'm not sure how but I feel like this thing should somehow hinder our relationships and lives in some way...but it doesn't. At least not negatively....

And it's weird because it's not like we hold others to the same standards as we hold ourselves. So we're not any more judgmental and condescending than the next person....I think we're just an anomaly

Because seriously, based on everything I just typed shouldn't people freaking hate us? 

The answer to that is yes. 
But they don't.
Why?
Because we literally are the coolest people ever.

Reasons you should be a Red Sox Fan

I was gunna do a blog post listing the plethora of reasons one should be a Red Sox fan...but then I realized I would be writing for the rest of my life.


Instead....I'll give you this.

This Is The Story of a Girl.....

So I'm Lindsay. I'm in college in old Idaho. I'm writing a missionary named Joshua. This is the letter. It about sums up my life in College so far....Enjoy!
Details:
Reina is my roommate.
Lead-climbing is a type of climbing where you clip the rope in as you go rather than already being roped in at the top. Long story short: The falls are bigger and scarier. That's what I mean when I say "lead fall".





Joshua!!
I don't remember all that I told you in my last letter. I remember my email was about laundry.... but anyway,
So I think I told you that we bought little ducklings off of Craigslist? Well if I didn't tell you-that's what Reina and I did. We thought it was such a good idea. We met some lady with dreads in a parking lot and bought ducks from her for $4 each. Dealing ducks.
As soon as we got in the car to go back to the dorm we knew it was a bad idea. We got in the car with the cardboard box that had  two ducklings in it, and just looked at each other like; "What were we thinking?!" "We can't have ducklings!"
When we got back to the dorms, we snuck them inside in my backpack...haha. We had them live in a little bin thingy in our closet area. But let me tell you; Ducks are freaking loud! And they grow and poop all the time. They stunk our room up so bad and ruined my life for the two weeks we had them. Dramatic, but still. We didn't even name them because we didn't want to get too attached. Mostly we called them "Hey" and "Shut up". Reina called them more explicit things. We kinda hated them a little. Just a little though.
Haha I showered with them sometimes though.That was cute. They would just run around the tub and quack. So Cuute! and ducklings look like dinosaurs when they are wet, just sayin'.
Finally though, I couldn't take in anymore. Our room smelled like a farm. It was disgusting. So Reina and I decided to get rid of them.
We stood outside Big R (a farm store) for like twenty minutes offering them to people.
"Do you want little ducklings?"
"Excuse me?"
"Ducklings, do you want them? They need a home, and we can't take care of them anymore.."
"Sorry, (Insert excuse to not take ducklings here)"
"Alright. Have a good day."
We gave up on that pretty soon. We almost just left them in the back of a pick-up truck.
Well we ended up going door to door in farm-ish looking neighborhoods.
*Ding-Dong*
"Ducklings anyone?"
"No thanks."
"Do you know anyone who wants ducklings?"
"They might" *points to house down the street*
"Okay thanks!!"
It went on like that for about an hour.
Finally! Finally! This man told us about a lady on the street over with a pond and ducks. And after a few wrong houses we found her. Thank goodness!
But the funny thing is that as soon as we got them out of our dorms and were trying to get rid of them, they were cute again. We were like
"Awwwww.. we can't get rid of them. They're so cute."
"Just look. They are actually kinda pretty. Hey little guys..."
"LET"S KEEP THEM!!!!"
"No, no no!! They ruined our lives. They need. to go."
"Right right.-Ducklings! Ducklings for sale!! for free that is!!"
And yeah...That was a mistake. Never again will I spur-of-the-moment buy and animal.

..now we have a guinea pig....  :D

We snuck that in here too. Her name is Cisco and she's soo cute. She looks like a biscuit. I don't even like guinea pigs. But yeah... I'm probably an idiot but, you know, that's just okay. Haha life is good!!!

Enough with all the animal business in my life. Guess what?
I took my first (and second) lead fall yesterday. Didn't even scream or anything. It was probably about a 6 or 7 foot fall. My hands are getting sweaty thinking about it. So the first time I just fell straight down. No big deal. But the second time I was climbing to the left of the bolt line and I slipped and swung back, my foot got caught on the rope and it flipped me. Pretty scary actually. I tried that part of the climb for a little longer though before I came down. Climbing sucks.
I love it. The rating was about a 5-9. I need to climb more. You always need to climb more though. Never enough.
I also had my last sailing class. We had the crappiest luck though weather-wise. My instructor said he'd never had so many cancelled classes due to weather before since he started teaching. So to make up for it he gave us all $100 worth of sailing credit. That just means we can take the little crappy boats out for free if we want. So that's neat I guess....
Tell me about Belgium or Netherlands or wherever you are right now!
What do you think? How do you feel? What do you think about how you feel? :) People nice? Food good? View pretty? Do you miss the mountains? I do. Nobody knows what mountains are until they live at the base of the Wasatch. I'm super excited to see them during Thanksgiving. The mountains and my dog. That's what I'm excited for. And real food. How's the food there? Better than the MTC?
How was General Conference for you? I didn't get a change to listen too well. But I'm sure it was great as always. I'll read the talks when they come out in the Ensign.
As always, my prayers are with you. I miss you and think of you often.
Write back when you can!!
-Linds

P.S. I wanna be a minion for Halloween. :)

My thought for the day...

If I cared about anyone other than myself I would probably run for president when I grow up

The best freaking meal ever

Sisters...

Here's how it goes:


Mac'n'Ramen and then cheddar flavor chips (Lays cheddar and sour cream or cheddar Pringles) crunched in. It is the best freaking meal ever.

A few things I am sure of

1. Alex Rodriguez is an asshole (pardon me if you want me to be pardoned)

2. Swing dancing is quality entertainment

3. Karma seems to be taking care of the Yankees

Hello? Hello?!!

It'd be really great if this wasn't just me here!




In other news...

The story of my first week back Part II

So there I am at church on the first sunday after classes started. I am sitting in Sunday school when I hear my Bishop and a friend, Joseph "whispering" in the back...loudly...

So I text Bishop, "You and Joseph, quiet!"
He texts back, "Yes ma'am"

I find out later that, at this point, bishop writes this to Joseph

So I also get a message from Joseph that says, "We were just talking about what kind of a date I will take you on"

To which I reply, "oh goodie. Hopefully you two planned a good one"

So after church I am walking out and Joseph says "So when are we doing this thing?"

I guess maybe you'll hear about how that one goes as well...maybe...

This story of my first week back is mostly the story about how in the first week of my senior year I have roughly the same amount of dates as I had in my freshman and sophomore/junior year of college. (not to make myself sound like the antisocial person that I actually am or anything...)

BUT, since I had a goal of being more social this year...I'd say I am well on my way to meeting that goal...

The story of my first week back

So there I am, thinking I was going to meet with my Bishop on the thursday night of the first week. This thursday night just so happened to also be the night of the Singled Out activity (more or less the same as this old TV show just the Mormon YSA version).

So I go thinking I'll hang around the activity until my meeting but I get there to find out that Bishop is MC-ing the activity. So I have to hang around til he is done.

Anyway the first round goes like this:

A boy, named Hyrum, is picked from the mens bowl of names and blindfolded. He sits at the front of the room. Then all the girls in the room go up to the front and Bishop asks questions:

What is love to you?

1. Warm and Fuzzy like Uggs
2. Fast and frenzy like Nikes
3. Footloose and free like flip flops

I chose 3. Hyrum chose 3 as well. So those girls who had gone to the 1 & 2 areas sat down.

Chose a plant that best describes you:

1. A cactus, prickly and hard to get close to
2. *some super long scientific name of a plant I don't know*
3. Some other plant I don't remember

I chose 1. Hyrum chose 1. So those girls who had gone to the 2 & 3 areas sat down.

At this point there were less than 10 girls. We maybe answered one more question like this and then there were 5 of us left.

This was the elimination round. We were asked to draw a picture of a fun date.

I drew a basketball court with me and a boy playing. Some other drawings were a swing set, riding horses, and hiking. The artists (us ladies) then walked to the side of the room and Hyrum was unblindfolded. He walked around and chose the picture that he liked best. 

You guessed it....it was mine! 

I went from not even planning on participating to winning the first date of the night. Just. My. Luck.

Well it should be fun...we got a gift card to Chilis. Maybe I'll let ya know how it goes...

Part two of my first week back will come up shortly....

What is this?

Well this blog, Rocks&Twigs&Things is a blog that will be authored my myself (Kylee) and Lindsay and Regan. Since I am now back in Wyoming and Lindsay is headed to Idaho on Saturday, we decided this would be a good place to share our various stories, thoughts, recipes (feeding yourself is rough) and what not.


This first post will basically just be pictures of us...Can you tell who is who?

       She had just been born....back off

Gotta love sister matchy-ness

Regan is definitely my favorite here

look she is like this frog....

Whose rice is whose?

Back in the day at Nathan and Lara's wedding