Megan. (Apparently it means "pearl"?)

Today we had a moment of heart-felt, honest-to-goodness panic in the den. As I was re-discovering my love of the band Death Cab for Cutie I walked aimlessly into the living room to chat with Megan. I mentioned something about really liking the song "What Sarah Said" because it had my name in it, after which Megan exclaimed, "There aren't any songs with my name in them!" 

It's true. She said that. She even whined. 

Anyway...

About ten minutes later (and by ten minutes I mean 30 seconds) Megan's hope and joy was restored. 

She had found "her" song...

Luckily, it's a good song. And luckily, it's originally sung by a band called the Smoking Popes. Luckily.

News from the Den

 

ROAD TRIP!!!

Okay...by road trip we mean, road trip around the corner to FHE. Tonight was eventful to say the least. How did we lose the paper with the directions on it between getting in the car and the (should have been) five minute drive to the Hochstrasser's? - Don't ask. We're just that talented. The important thing is that we made it...right? We were only a half hour late. We only misled two cars full of people. It's NBD. 

Moral of the story - eight girls crammed in a five-seater for 30 minutes equals the best Monday night of your life. 

L-A-R-N. Larn.

Hi, I'm Larn. I'm basically

 Just rearry, rearry 

UH-mazing...

This delightful little number is called Lauren Brower; or as she is fondly referred to by those who love her most: Larn. 

She's a sassy little thing - full of spice and pizazz. 

Cute. 

Fun.

Funny.

Sensitive.

Humble.

Talented.

Spiritual.

Loving.

Singer.

Dancer.

Sister.

Daughter.

Friend.

She'll often grunt to signal approval when she's really happy, or maybe just really tired. Another sign of Lauren's happiness? - her infectious (and contagious) laughter. Her favorite way to pass the time is to make herself incredibly busy so she gets so stressed she can barely function. When she's not preoccupied with that, she sings. Or plays. Or eats (occasionally). If she's feeling really saucy she'll listen to her roommate/spouse pour out all of her emotions dramatically, finish with an affectionate, "Well, that'll get chya", and then climb into bed to re-charge for the next full day.

Lauren's current ambitions? - Besides the obvious being hilarious, motivated, determined, accomplished, wanted by all the boys in her dad's BYU-I men's choir, a bomb musician, and just all-around awesome? 

Well...I'll tell you. 

The next big adventure in the life of Larn - Being a Performance Missionary in Nauvoo, Illinois for four months starting in May! Talk about picking the perfect person for the job! 

(Don't worry, we'll be posting her address for all of you eligible young men out there. I know...if I were you, I would be anxious to write her, too)

In short, Larn is a complete package. She's here to do the job, and she's here to get it done right. You couldn't ask for a better (or more adorable and lovable) friend or confidante.

Fo' real. 

Love her with all of my hearts!!

ALL of them.

Written by: The Littlest P

Questionable Things

So sometimes our living room turns into a death trap. Almost like monsters are grabbing at your ankles from under the couches trying to trip you up as you fight your way through the living room. This set up happens on a regular weekend basis. Trying to get through this room after a movie night is always an adventure. 

 Dishes here are also an incredible battle. I don't think that sink has ever been completely empty for more than a few hours. But what do you expect with 8 girls who all cook?

 If you look closely you will come to notice that the glass of orange juice is fizzy. Completely questionable yes? You can also see the jug of orange juice has expanded to an unnatural size and looks about to explode. You can hardly wrap your hand around the handle because the jug is so bloated up. Who knows how long that's been sitting on the table. 

Really, life here is just an adventure every day.

The Fantasmic Day of Megan's neonatal debut!

And by neonatal debut I mean Birthday!

Her spritely manner and mature, womanly voice is bewitching to the male persuasion and her saucy vibes keep us all entranced whenever we have the privilege of being in the same room. She's a blogging fiend as full credit for the creation of this blog goes to none else but her, and we as her roommates applaud her novel idea for bringing us all onto the world wide web in such a familial fashion! We have bonded because of this blog! Thanks Megan!

Oh Megan, we are at a loss this very moment because you have gone back home to celebrate your birthday with your family. And we miss you greatly. But, in excited anticipation to welcome you back to Rexburg as a big, bad twenty-year-old, we wait, and we will eat cake in your remembrance.

Hopefully you will get a present from your family that has something to do with bones, blood, or tissue. But mostly we hope for bones. Because you love them. You love bones. We mere roommates may not understand this fascination of yours, but at least we know who to ask in case we have any questions about our bodies. Thank goodness for Anat and Phys.

Thank you Megan, for so many things. The Den just would not be the same without you, your beautiful long brown hair, beautiful, harmonious lark-poised-in-a-tree voice and your purple Chuckies.

Your loving roommate,

Becca

Announcing the Arrival of...Gracie

“The names Bond. Grace Bond.”

Yes this is how Grace introduces herself to anyone and everyone. It’s basically an unwritten law that she must abide by. Plus, how do you not introduce yourself that way when you have the great last name of “Bond”?

Grace is what I would describe as a very “well rounded person”. She could perhaps even be considered an “onion” where you are constantly peeling back layers of diversity in her personality. Of course it’s not a slow process by any means, don’t let the onion analogy fool you. She is instantly lovable and returns the love just as quickly. Plus she smells better than an onion.

You could say that Grace’s personality differences catch you a little off guard in a surprisingly fantastic way. She will frequently jump from hard rock music, to opera and finally finish off with the grand song of “The Winner Takes It All” by Abba. Of course this is all accompanied by headbanging in substantial doses. She is also partial to Megan’s obscure taste in movies (to my delight) and in addition has seen “The 10^th Kingdom”.  Which is obviously greatness in itself. 

All in all, living with Grace is a party. Not only does she know how to rock and headbang, she also knows how to study well, and give fantastically spiritual lessons. She's practically amazing. 

Written by: 

       Megan Crosland

Camilla!!! You're On!!

Fun part about these introductions is that few of us knew each other before meeting in the DEN.  Except for Camilla and me.  We met each other about 15 minutes before the end of last semester, so I can honestly say that besides Sara, I've known Camilla the longest of anyone :)  And knowing her is a treat!  Not only is she the white, female version of Scott Joplin, whipping out any tune that can be played on the 88 black and whites, she's also expert at rooting out unique, unknown media productions that the universe would be better for viewing.  I know I have :)  Also unique to Camilla is her undying love for the music of Bach, which I believe takes a complex, yet pure soul to truly appreciate.  Though perhaps appearing shy, one has only to engage in a midnight battle of stuffed animal warriors to understand the spunkiness that I believe is the foundation of Camilla's personality.  It's this spunkiness that allows her to keep up with the crazy hours that are required of those dedicated souls who have sold themselves to the nursing program.  So to see Camilla's personal library of textbooks is either inspiring, or depressing, depending on one's own dedication to schoolwork.  In summary, Camilla is a spunky, dedicated native of Kentucky who cleans up REAL well, and is a pleasure to have in the Den.

Written by: Bond, Grace Bond 009

Groundhog Day

Do you remember that overly spacious living room of ours? Well, it has the capabilities to turn into a giant home theater. I know, hard to believe. But it's basically designed after the tents in Harry Potter. Or Mary Poppins purse, take your pick.
(Sorry this picture is the only one that even attempts to show what last night looked like.)

And this picture...just don't ask.