The Village

that is raising me has come through again. I always have lots of question about life and myself and others. What should I do about this or that? How should I feel about him or her? Where am I failing and succeeding? The questions never go away with age. And it's always funny to realize I'm asking the same question I've asked before but now it's in a different U.S. state, different time, different friend, different feelings. But I have all these seemingly random people in my life who offer some outlandish perspective that when I take parts of all of them they answer my questions. I'm so blessed to know the wonderful, crazy, passionate, intelligent people I do.

Pleasant Surprise

Guess who showed up in DC? Sarah Standing! I know right. I love my little sister. We chatted about boys and our brothers and Utah and Mormons and DC and had an excellent time laughing and looking at historical crap between. It was so fun to see her out here.

Here she is in all her glory with the Hope Diamond. It has all sorts of significance, but we were still talking about boys at this point so the back story to this fatty rock was on the back burner.

Last weekend I went to the National Portrait Gallery. Once you pass the portraits of all the celebrities it gets good. I loved reading about people who influenced history. My personal favorites included the Founding Fathers, women's suffragettes, and my favorite shoutout:

My friend's first guess was "John Smith" then he immediately corrected himself "Joseph." His bio was pretty decent. Brigham's closed with something to the effect "he was famous for his many wives" which is always awkward.

I can't wait to come home on Saturday. I'm so ready.

So Live Your Life

Last Monday I visited Mike in Chapelle's Hill and it was lovely. While Mike worked like a responsible adult, contributing to the world, saving lives and making the world a better place, I went to the mall. And let me tell you, it was good for my soul. Mike and I ate some delicious sushi and steak and laughed our butts off to some Tosh.O. I visited him at the hospital and observed the female medical students flirtatious "Hi Dr. Phillips!" and tried not to snort diet coke everytime. It was fun.

(Panoramic of UNC hospital with my phone... I know right!)

And to make my life even better, I got to see Eric this week. I visited him at the Ritz-Carlton (between his phonecalls and skypes with Gini... they're so engaged) at Tyson's corner and really enjoyed sleeping in until 1, visiting Burberry and Ralph Lauren and when he was done with his interview, we ate some tasty Tuna. I love my life. Mainly because I have the absolute best family in the world.

The view after I finally dragged my butt out of bed.