Saturday, March 26, 2011

Kids Say the Stupidest Crap

Aaron and I went to see the movie Rango yesterday. Good movie, amazing animation...but this was the best part of the movie for me:

The entire movie is set in the desert, they have no water, everyone is going to die if they don't get some water soon, etc. Really, I can't reiterate enough how much this movie is about the desert and it's lack of water. At this one part toward the end, Rango walks over a ledge and you see the sprawling city of Las Vegas, complete with Stratosphere. Then this kid behind me who was probably like 10 years old says loudly to his dad, "Hey! Seattle!"

And I laaaaaaughed and laaaaaughed and laughed.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Dew-be-do-ba-bow-dow!

My sister Alyson lives in San Francisco because she is cool and rich like that. When Aaron and I went to visit her last May we traveled all over the city seeing the sights...the Full House city tour, I called it.

Here's me and Alyson. I reached my Mecca.



Now Alyson is moving into a new apartment right next to the Full House houses!

Here's her apartment:



Now turn your head and you'll see:



I can't wait to go visit!

I will be the Kimmy to her Gibbler.

Monday, March 14, 2011

Shout Out

Total shout out to Sarah Christensen on this one.

I've always believed that the gospel should make people, not just happy or content, but excited even to talk about it. Literally, you have to smile when bearing your testimony because the words coming out of your mouth that you know are true should make you so incredibly happy that you have no other choice than to beam with excitement. In the same sense that giving someone good news should force a smile on your face.

"We're from Publisher's Clearing House and you just won 100,000,000 dollars!" The man said smiling. "Holy crap! No way!" The woman replied with excitement.

"We have a living prophet." Carah said smiling. "Holy crap. Now way!" The woman replied with excitement.

Going to Sarah's homecoming talk yesterday, it's obvious that she already knows this. We should all smile more. It's infectious. So not only is this post a total shout out to Sarah, I'm totally being clever with a double meaning here. Shout out your testimony. Be happy, smile, and proclaim your faith in your countenance.




Spongebob knows his Savior. Ask anyone.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Baby Mikey


This is the baby a nanny for every morning. Today he was just extra happy so I took pictures. I think he looks like Macaulay Culkin.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Wheel of Fortune

I'm going to be blunt. My family is poor. We're not the "ghetto" kind of poor. We're the "Utah-Mormon-spend-more-than-we-can-ever-afford" kind of poor. So writing this blog I don't want anyone to think I'm being dramatic so you can say, "Oh Carah, you're not poor. At least your parents have a house. You lived in a nice neighborhood, had nice clothes, food on the table, etc."

What a charade.

And now as it all comes crashing down I feel as though I need to explain the kind of world I come from.

My dad never made it past 10th grade. My mom never graduated college. They got married when my dad drove semi, lived in a garage, and all he had to his name were two chainsaws. And if you think I'm exaggerating, maybe I am...garage is a kinder word than where he actually lived.

Now 33 years later it pains me to say my parents don't have much more to show for themselves. Both my sisters, Alyson and Bethany, have made it their life mission to never end up like my parents. They plot every facet of their lives, from finance to dating men, to ensure they will never end up in the hole my parents have dug themselves. Alyson and Bethany went to college and they constantly make sure there is no possible way that they will ever need anything from anybody.



My parents bought our house in Provo 14 years ago when they actually had all five kids living at home. They couldn't afford the 8 bedroom, 4 bath house then and they can't afford it now. Only the problem now is that my dad doesn't have a job...oh, wait he didn't have one then either. But as well as that, the market is terrible, and not only will no one buy their house, even newer and nicer houses are getting foreclosed on so my parents haven't got a shot at selling theirs.

So maybe they could rent out the top half of their house and make another family pay rent there while they live in the basement! Great idea! Oh, except they tried that. Nice LDS family in their ward moved in with their six kids, trashed the place, refused to pay rent and still owe my parents 5,000 dollars. Which the court ordered this family to pay...and I'm sure they will as soon as they come out of hiding.

So with my dad's small "business" framing artwork that he runs out of the basement that brings in zero to no money ever bringing my parent's lives down from the inside out and preventing my dad from ever getting a job that ya know, has a paycheck, they are at the brink of complete and total financial ruin.

Like I said, they are this far along in their lives with nothing to show for it. When your parents have to file for bankruptcy, plead with the bank not to auction off their house which would therefore leave them with zero equity, zero money, zero possessions, and absolutely no place to live it makes it difficult to sleep at night.

Oh, and that's not all. As if that all didn't already cause an ulcer in all those reading it, my mom has had to digress to bringing in a foster son just to pay the day to day bills. Not even the mortgage. The bank is ready to jump on them any day. It'd be great if my dad could realize the framing is business is nothing more than a hobby and get a real job, not even a career. Just any old job at Costco or Convergys. Anything is better than having a foster son who, at first, seemed perfectly normal but, upon further review, makes my parents lives a living Hell and is spending this week at juvenile detention.

My parents deserve better than what life has given them, especially my mom. My mom should have been exalted on high years ago. Ignore the fact she had the crappiest childhood growing up in Detroit in the 50s and 60s, having to live in the center of the riots...Disregard the fact she had an alcoholic father, five ungrateful and smart-aleck kids, and she's in the mess she is now with a husband who doesn't respect her opinion and does what he wants...forget all that and literally just because she has had to raise my deaf brother Aaron who is the biggest pain in the butt ever I know she will have the most sprawling, lofty, magnificent mansion in Heaven God has ever co-signed for.

So here I sit. Hoping the next phone call I get isn't from my parents in the hospital because their foster son put them there. Or a phone call from the homeless shelter. I hope by now you've seen I'm not being overly dramatic. I'm serious as a heart-attack.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Headline: Media Unfairly Covers Davies Scandal Leaving Local Girl Frustrated

In reference to the Brandon Davies issue I have so much to say I don't even know where to start. It absolutely makes my blood boil the way so many people are talking about this. First things first, my husband has a friend that works as a team assistant at BYU who told him that Davies was kicked off the basketball team for sleeping with his girlfriend. So I guess Aaron and I heard what he did days ago before the media.

It's so frustrating hearing the news Wednesday, even the national news, not just ESPN, misunderstanding BYU's honor code. Saying things like, "We don't know what he did to get kicked off the team. It could've been taking a sip of coffee, we just don't know." Give me a freaking break. Get an actual Mormon on your show to help people understand that the church doesn't show the same penalty for a sip of coffee as it would to premarital sex. Better yet, get some common sense.

And people are acting all shocked at the honor code and how strict is it. When they go over the list of what BYU's honor code entails they're basically just going over the list of what EVERY MORMON BELIEVES IN. They're acting so cavalier like, "Can you believe they expect 19 year old college kids not to drink and have sex?!" Yeah, no-freaking-duh. That's how all Mormons live. It's 2011, I thought that was more or less common knowledge by now. And by the way, it's not really that hard so stop acting like we're Amish or something.


Then if you notice all of the news stories yesterday about Davies and the reason behind BYU's swift action all have totally undermining coverage. Like, "Good job BYU to be the first college that follows through on their own honor code...but what was the violation? Premarital sex? Hold for laughter!" And what REALLY makes me frustrated is the narrow minded thinking of the people who've been saying, "I can't believe BYU would really throw out their star player for having sex. Don't they know how much money they'll be losing? Don't they realize how close they are to winning a championship title?" Which just goes to show that people of this world place no importance on following the rules with integrity, but more importantly no one realizes that this championship is a small, unimportant game in the realm of eternity compared to how serious of a transgression premarital sex is. But why would they. This is the world we live in. People have one night stands with strangers and live with their boyfriend or girlfriend for years and have kids before "committing" to each other and getting married. That trend is far, far more commonplace than saving oneself for marriage.

Which brings me to my next point of frustration. I was watching The Mountain West Sports Network yesterday and one of their commentators was saying that he didn't really care for Mormons anyway because they seem to have the "I'm better than you" attitude. Saying about us that since we live our lives one way and everyone else lives theirs another, that we look down on them and we think we're superior. Which, first of all, is so incredibly offensive. Honestly, it has never once crossed my mind that I'm better than anyone on this planet because of the standards in which I live my life. The only thing close to that is maybe how I feel about people who are actually in the Mormon church who commit serious sins and I can't believe how they knew truth and turned their backs on it. Even still, I've never thought to myself, "I am better than them. I will treat them with no respect." I just think, "That's sad, I hope they can get their life back on track and not spiral down further."

I know that non-Mormons (roughly about 99 percent of the people on the planet) have not made the same covenants to God that I have so I don't actually care a whole lot how they live their life. They've been raised to a totally different standard. I know my standard, I have a testimony, I understand right from wrong so I can't do myself the injustice of living up to anything less. I still understand that everyone needs the atonement. Christ didn't die for Mormons, he died for everyone. So whether people understand that now or later, it's up to them.

P.S. I'd make a terrible missionary. "How about you just call us when you want to learn some stuff, okay?"

Now finally back to Davies...he did what every Mormon wants to do but doesn't because, like me, they know what standard God expects of them and refuse to settle for less. So when it all comes down to it I think what he did to his teammates was incredibly selfish. BYU will keep losing games without him even though they're playing their best season since what, 1984? Therefore, pushing them out of the spotlight and any mediocre player that could've potentially been drafted to the NBA won't be. --And I'm not talking about Jimmer. He will undoubtedly have the same NBA career regardless.

Finally, like the song As Zion's Youth points out, "The truths and values we embrace are mocked on every hand." Having the whole world against you is a very, very frustrating thing.

"Yet as we listen and obey we know we can withstand the evils that would weaken us, the sin that would destroy. With faith we hold the iron rod and find in this our joy."

Go Utes. The End.