Long Time, No Talk....

Bloggggggers! I'm still here. Shocker.

I haven't had much to blog about recently (current calling includes a lot of confidentiality, though I have some marvelous stories + not dating anyone + not loving my job = nothing fun).

I have missed ye olde blogge though, and so here is a catch-up go-to list cop-out post!

Things I am currently obsessed with:
1. The Royal Wedding. Yes I watched it live from my bedroom in the middle of the night. It was worth it. I am not ashamed. I do not approve of Harry's gf though... can I be prettier than Chelsy and marry him?
2. TOMS
3. Laughing Cow Cheese Wedges - chipotle flavored
4. big gold earrings
5. Modern Family
6. NetFlix on my lunch break
7. Tangled
8. Marc Jacobs bags that I aspire to one day be presented with at no cost
9. EUROPE - LEAVING IN ONE MONTH! I SEVERELY NEED TO HIT UP PARK CITY OUTLETS THAT WEEKEND FOR THEIR MEMORIAL DAY DEALS (INCLUDING LUGGAGE)
10. MENSA puzzles on my desk calendar. I look forward to solving them every single day. I get sad if I miss it.
11. Lancome Hypnose Drama
12. Kettle chips - sea salt and cracked pepper flavored
13. Learning how to sew better - I may have impulse-purchased a sewing machine from Costco....perhaps.
14. Justin BieberI don't even know if I spelled his name correctly and my pride prohibits me from looking it up to check. I love my friends who actually are obsessed with him though. (No judgments here, jen/jord!)

Okay, a quick boy story for you: Fabio. Met him at new member meeting in my ward in January. He had longer hair than I'm used to seeing on BYU students, so it was surprising when he said he attends the Y. I later found out his New Years Resolution was to see how long he could grow it before "Someone at BYU freaks out and makes me cut it"... I was not attracted or interested.He said that he is getting his master's degree in mechanical engineering. I squealed, "WHAT?! That's my department!" and then we started annoying everyone else in the room with our conversation and excitement. I told him, "I guess you and I are going to be friends, then." and he wrote my name on his new member form under "friends in the ward".

My sis and I couldn't figure out which one of us he was showing interest in for a while. He had her number from the meeting and called her later that day to ask if we were going to the fireside and ward prayer. He hogged me at Ward Prayer. He asked if I would attend Institute and told me he'd be there if it helped make up my mind. He texted with Heather and didn't even have my number for two more months.

He started visiting my office.... daily.

We went out on one date and it was great but he was so nervous and tried to ask me over text at first. When I ignored, he called and told me how lame he knew he was being and then I agreed and we got ice cream. He was stumbling over words and it was actually quite endearing.

The visits continued... more like weekly now.

Now I was interested... Then we fought. He was dumb. I was right. I was rude. I apologized. He didn't.

Then he was no more. No more dates. Visits biweekly if even. Just saw him in the parking lot with a new haircut. It looks awesome, not going to lie. Institute is over, ward split. The only way we'll see each other now is if he visits my office. I am no longer interested. The issues we fought over are pretty big dealbreakers. I do want to be his friend though.... when he isn't talking about how hot some other girl is. I need to be nice, but I never initiate contact. Blah blah blah, another successful ward romance.

Blanch texted me the other night.

He told me about girls he thinks are cute and asked me if he should stay away from them based on my knowledge as their former RSP.

I bore my testimony in front of thousands of people at the multi-stake conference a few weeks ago. A boy from my ward texted me asking who the cute girl next to me on the stand was. In his defense, he is the same one who once told me "It might be a couple weeks before I take you out because there's another girl I want to ask out first"... so...

Goodnight.
Do I sound bitter? I am not. I am waiting for Prince Harry. Or just a normal guy really. I know he's out there.