March 29

I'm going to remember what I can about the half-birthdays of my life. This is one of the few days in the year on which I can eat whatever I want.

2013. I was taking a girl in my ward whom I home taught, Kayla, to the airport, so I parked over by her place and helped her load her suitcase in my car. We took off, and I was at a stop sign, waiting to turn left. Eventually I turned, and Kayla screamed. Another car was coming and honked--I hadn't seen them. I felt dumb the whole way for having done that. At one point I asked where Kayla got her mission call to--she said she hadn't even finished her papers. I felt dumb because I should have known that; I just got confused because so many girls were going on missions. We talked about the band fun. and I said I didn't like them; Kayla said she didn't like the lyrics of "We Are Young" but it was so catchy. We talked about little kids (since she was an el-ed major) and she told a story of a little kid saying there were bugs in raindrops (because he learned water could condense around bacteria in the atmosphere). My GPS confused me and I got off at the wrong exit, but it got me back where I needed to be and I was able to take off my sunglasses, since it was then dark. I went home and my mom had put a new Easter DVD on my bed. I asked if there was any candy I could have, but there wasn't. I went in her room while she cleaned and watched The Easter Bunny Is Comin' to Town, and then I went downstairs and watched Here Comes Peter Cottontail. I stayed up late writing a memory post, and my dad came home.

2012. I went to Subway for lunch and wanted a cookie. The guy there said the cookies were a little stale, so he gave me three for the price of one. I went to school and after my Doctrine and Covenants class, I got a Pop-Tart from a vending machine and went to my geology class, where apparently we learned about groundwater. I was working on stuff for my student journal (I think) and I went to South End Market and bought some Charleston Chews, which I found disappointing. I stayed up late to register for classes at midnight. I was sad that geomorphology and Middle English overlapped, but I chose geomorph (which was an excellent class; I'm glad I made that choice). My roommate Cameron Haas was really mad because it wouldn't let him register because he didn't have his ecclesiastical endorsement, which he didn't know was already due.

2011. I had invited my friend Lori to come to Provo to see a performance of Jane Austen's Persuasion, which one of my home teachees was in. I was in the kitchen munching on dry Reese's Puffs when Lori knocked on the door. We walked up and I told her about my classes. When we got to the HFAC, she said she liked daffodils. She said she didn't like Victorian styles and pointed to the awkward pants of the man in a drawing in the program. She told me she liked the play, and after the show she yelled across the theater to one of her friends, "Marcy!" I invited her to come to my apartment, but she needed to get going, so I walked her back to her car. She thanked me and left.

2009. We walked to our dinner appointment, and I was hungry, so I wasn't very motivated. We got there, and afterwards they invited us to another member house for dessert. I agreed, and we went over. But I should have been out working instead. I think that Elder Kitchen was looking through their LDS Family Hymnbook, and I think this was the first time I ever saw metallic-looking plastic silverware. This is my journal entry for the day:
"I feel kind of like an abominable person--yesterday we exceeded our weekly goal for QGIs ["quality gospel invitations"], so being very hungry since today was Fast Sunday, I kind of slacked off, and we stayed too long with the Averetts and the Sagers. We did this afternoon see the Batts and the Grants to give them the sacrament, and this evening we saw Ralph Sproul and the Andersons." 

2008. I seem to remember gorging myself on leftover Easter candy.

2007. In my AP English class, our teacher introduced to us the concept of synesthesia, in which someone is able to perceive senses by means of other senses. After she talked about it, I piped up that I could see sounds. That afternoon in my ASL class, I was telling my classmates about it, and one named Vince said he had overheard our discussion in his class next door, since the walls were thin. He cited the example of a man seeing a pile of pink mashed potatoes when he ate certain things.

2004. In my school planner, I wrote, "This is my [birthday with the top half of the letters cut off]" and showed it to my friend Houston. That night, I told my mom I wanted doughnuts, since it was my half  birthday, and she was nice enough to get them. It was a Monday night, so we were in charge of baby Allie.

1997. This was the day before Easter, so this is posted from a past memory post. I had wanted my Easter basket hidden this year, instead of just the eggs. My basket was the only hidden one (it was hidden behind some plants). I got a St. Patrick's Day flag since the wind had torn mine. Our Easter grass was this green cottony stuff that was less messy than the typical plastic kind. Then we went to Fillmore; maybe this was the year when I saw my cousins' eggs that had plastic decorative bands around them. I think one egg cracked at the hard interdune (the ground behind a sand dune--I'm glad I know all these geological terms now).