It has been so long. . . I just took one of those 'personality quizzes' that was titled What Your Career Should Really Be, or something like that, it said I should be a writer and it reminded that I have a blog. So, I went to my blog and decided to write this.
For my birthday in February, I did have a paint war and it was super fun. Just an FYI, if you are using a liquid 'paint', paint balloons didn't work very well so I would suggest sponges, squirt guns/spray bottles, and cups (and inviting people who will actually engage in making sure everyone gets drenched with paint). Then it will be amazing!
I just found out my sister will be having a baby boy in October! It is so exciting!
Hmm. . . I have nothing else to say- here is a video from The Little Mermaid II which is amazing! Right Here!
Saturday, May 10, 2014
Thursday, January 2, 2014
I went to 2014
It is a brand new year and it is going to be amazing! Happy 2014!
I am excited to have a new year to improve myself and strive for perfection in traits I struggle with. It is a good time to make reasonable resolutions and goals. I am going to try to that jar- capturing cute moments that remind me of the happiness I felt and the funny moments. :) Thank you whoever came up with that!
I want to have a paint war for my birthday in February which will be so fun!!! I just have to figure out whether paint or colored cornstarch would be cheaper.
Doesn't that look super fun!
For New Years I made these Hawaiian Sliders which were super yummy! Instructions are here!
I hope you all have a great year! I love you all!
I am excited to have a new year to improve myself and strive for perfection in traits I struggle with. It is a good time to make reasonable resolutions and goals. I am going to try to that jar- capturing cute moments that remind me of the happiness I felt and the funny moments. :) Thank you whoever came up with that!I want to have a paint war for my birthday in February which will be so fun!!! I just have to figure out whether paint or colored cornstarch would be cheaper.
Doesn't that look super fun!
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For New Years I made these Hawaiian Sliders which were super yummy! Instructions are here!
I hope you all have a great year! I love you all!
Saturday, November 9, 2013
He Went Home
So recently my Grandpa passed away and I miss him terribly but I know where he is. I wasn't sure about sharing this story with the world but I figured that there is nothing to lose by doing it. I have been thinking about it and my wonderful Grandpa quite a bit.
Anyhow:
It was on Halloween, I had a pretty good day. I got to wear my clown costume to school which was fun of course. Then I went home, did homework, had dinner, and spent time with my cute niece and nephew. After the kids went home, I was got ready for bed and asked myself the question. "I am exhausted, do I have to read my scriptures tonight? I haven't missed a day in a long while-surely once is understandable." I had a thought, or feeling, that I really needed to read my scriptures. So I did. I read them and I felt the Spirit, which I do often. The last word of the chapter seemed weird so I grabbed my phone and was about to google it when I heard my mom sobbing. I knew what it was immediately- Grandpa had passed away. I wasn't sure how to react so I waited. Soon, Dad came in to give me the news. It seemed as if for a moment time stood still. After Dad left the room, I slowly got up and locked my door. I thought,"What do I do now?" It was almost 11:00 and seminary is early so I laid down in my bed and cried. As, I was crying I noticed I didn't feel entirely sad. I felt intense comfort and love. I envisioned my Savior's arms wrapped around me. I knew without doubt where my beloved grandpa was and is. And a song came to mind its lyrics follow:
Why are we crying?
Of course we love him so
but do you know where he is?
....
To live in a shiny mansion
or to live in this world
To walk around with angels
or barely walk at all
He was sick and yet he gave
all the love he had
We are so lucky
that he can go home
In conclusion, I would like to say that I know where my Grandpa is, as well as others that have passed on. I know they aren't far. I also know that we have a Heavenly Father and a loving Brother, who are very mindful of us and willing to bless us. I know that they prepare us for our hardships and extent the grace and provide a "way to escape that [we] may be able to bear it." (1 Cor. 10:13) I am grateful for this and the Plan of Salvation. I am grateful for God's love.
Anyhow:
It was on Halloween, I had a pretty good day. I got to wear my clown costume to school which was fun of course. Then I went home, did homework, had dinner, and spent time with my cute niece and nephew. After the kids went home, I was got ready for bed and asked myself the question. "I am exhausted, do I have to read my scriptures tonight? I haven't missed a day in a long while-surely once is understandable." I had a thought, or feeling, that I really needed to read my scriptures. So I did. I read them and I felt the Spirit, which I do often. The last word of the chapter seemed weird so I grabbed my phone and was about to google it when I heard my mom sobbing. I knew what it was immediately- Grandpa had passed away. I wasn't sure how to react so I waited. Soon, Dad came in to give me the news. It seemed as if for a moment time stood still. After Dad left the room, I slowly got up and locked my door. I thought,"What do I do now?" It was almost 11:00 and seminary is early so I laid down in my bed and cried. As, I was crying I noticed I didn't feel entirely sad. I felt intense comfort and love. I envisioned my Savior's arms wrapped around me. I knew without doubt where my beloved grandpa was and is. And a song came to mind its lyrics follow:
Why are we crying?
Of course we love him so
but do you know where he is?
....
To live in a shiny mansion
or to live in this world
To walk around with angels
or barely walk at all
He was sick and yet he gave
all the love he had
We are so lucky
that he can go home
In conclusion, I would like to say that I know where my Grandpa is, as well as others that have passed on. I know they aren't far. I also know that we have a Heavenly Father and a loving Brother, who are very mindful of us and willing to bless us. I know that they prepare us for our hardships and extent the grace and provide a "way to escape that [we] may be able to bear it." (1 Cor. 10:13) I am grateful for this and the Plan of Salvation. I am grateful for God's love.
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Yesterday I Went to a Dance
There was a stake dance yesterday and to be honest I was so excited. I was going to be able to wear my poncho and bright colors because it was a Fiesta. I was going to curl my hair and do my make-up all cute. I was ready to have some fun. (I suggest skimming down to the fourth paragraph)
I started my day off with driving in a mostly abandoned parking lot- I went a whole 10 mph! :P Then I went home to get ready so I fix my make-up and it was a little amateur because I was trying something new but it was good. I go to curl my hair and of course this is me we are talking about so I get distracted and pick up the wrong side of my wand (which by the way was flaming hot to curl my uncurl-able hair). So I scream and drop it on the counter. Rather then rinsing my hand in cold water in the bathroom, in which I was standing, I run to the opposite end of the house to the other bathroom and turn on the cold water. When you burn yourself you are supposed to run it under cold water until the pain stops but it never stopped so I went to the kitchen and grabbed a paper towel and ice and held it in my hand. Of course at this point, I am not curling my hair, no way. I brushed through the two curls I had before hand and put a hat on. Then, we are driving to the dance and I have this paper towel with ice melting in my hand the whole time, when we got there my hand was freezing. . .
Anyway- I get to the dance and I see a couple people from my ward standing against the wall so I go stand with them against the wall. After a few moments I see some of my friends from other wards but we aren't very close so I stayed put for a little while. A few songs went by and all of the people I knew showed up, which was great. I totally had an awkward moment because it was a friend's first dance and I was going to point out someone for them to dance with so I go over and friend is just hesitantly standing by me and other friend which I pointed out and I wasn't really paying attention to the music and I nudge them together okay- it was more then a nudge- then they looked at me and were like, it isn't a slow song. I looked at them probably with the most awkward face, " You're right, it isn't a slow song." That was just awful, I felt pretty bad for making them feel awkward. It was okay though.
The entire dance my hand hurt like so badly and that isn't ever enjoyable. I was so awkward but that is alright because I will grow out of that- I hope. There was a group of people that part of me was saying, "Hey, go over there. They love you, they're crazy just like you," but the rest of me was saying, "No, they don't want you. Don't go over there." I was hesitant, maybe a little apprehensive and didn't go. A little later (the last song of the night), this awesome guy from that wonderful group asked me to dance, (you sir, you are an amazing person). You know want he said, 'You should come hangout with us. . .'. Did you know that you miss 100% of the opportunities you do not take? I could have thought a little less about my burning hand and a little more about how I can have the most fun possible with some of my absolute favorite people. I could have had an abundance of fun but I was in too much pain, I was tired, I was in too awkward and weird of a mood. Take my advice- don't do what I did because when you do you miss out. Don't stand in a corner or against the wall. Whatever you do, do not sit down. Stand up and put yourself out there because you don't know what you're missing. I am going to try better at that myself, rather then the totally Camille Garbett I'm shy thing to do of sitting in the front row alone hiding my bubblyness (Is that a word?).
I hope you got something out of me declaiming my thoughts. Feel free to comment if you want.
I love you all and I hope you know that.
Have a wonderful day. :)
Here have a beautiful song to listen to.
I started my day off with driving in a mostly abandoned parking lot- I went a whole 10 mph! :P Then I went home to get ready so I fix my make-up and it was a little amateur because I was trying something new but it was good. I go to curl my hair and of course this is me we are talking about so I get distracted and pick up the wrong side of my wand (which by the way was flaming hot to curl my uncurl-able hair). So I scream and drop it on the counter. Rather then rinsing my hand in cold water in the bathroom, in which I was standing, I run to the opposite end of the house to the other bathroom and turn on the cold water. When you burn yourself you are supposed to run it under cold water until the pain stops but it never stopped so I went to the kitchen and grabbed a paper towel and ice and held it in my hand. Of course at this point, I am not curling my hair, no way. I brushed through the two curls I had before hand and put a hat on. Then, we are driving to the dance and I have this paper towel with ice melting in my hand the whole time, when we got there my hand was freezing. . .
Anyway- I get to the dance and I see a couple people from my ward standing against the wall so I go stand with them against the wall. After a few moments I see some of my friends from other wards but we aren't very close so I stayed put for a little while. A few songs went by and all of the people I knew showed up, which was great. I totally had an awkward moment because it was a friend's first dance and I was going to point out someone for them to dance with so I go over and friend is just hesitantly standing by me and other friend which I pointed out and I wasn't really paying attention to the music and I nudge them together okay- it was more then a nudge- then they looked at me and were like, it isn't a slow song. I looked at them probably with the most awkward face, " You're right, it isn't a slow song." That was just awful, I felt pretty bad for making them feel awkward. It was okay though.
The entire dance my hand hurt like so badly and that isn't ever enjoyable. I was so awkward but that is alright because I will grow out of that- I hope. There was a group of people that part of me was saying, "Hey, go over there. They love you, they're crazy just like you," but the rest of me was saying, "No, they don't want you. Don't go over there." I was hesitant, maybe a little apprehensive and didn't go. A little later (the last song of the night), this awesome guy from that wonderful group asked me to dance, (you sir, you are an amazing person). You know want he said, 'You should come hangout with us. . .'. Did you know that you miss 100% of the opportunities you do not take? I could have thought a little less about my burning hand and a little more about how I can have the most fun possible with some of my absolute favorite people. I could have had an abundance of fun but I was in too much pain, I was tired, I was in too awkward and weird of a mood. Take my advice- don't do what I did because when you do you miss out. Don't stand in a corner or against the wall. Whatever you do, do not sit down. Stand up and put yourself out there because you don't know what you're missing. I am going to try better at that myself, rather then the totally Camille Garbett I'm shy thing to do of sitting in the front row alone hiding my bubblyness (Is that a word?).
I hope you got something out of me declaiming my thoughts. Feel free to comment if you want.
I love you all and I hope you know that.
Have a wonderful day. :)
Here have a beautiful song to listen to.
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Today I Went to Church
Today I went to church, like I do almost every Sunday. It is always a great experience- not because it is fun, or we get free food (sometimes), or because I get to see people that I love but because of how it feels. Do you know how wonderful it feels to go to church and be renewed? It is glorious.
As I have written before, I do attend The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I have always attended it, I have been to other churches in support of loved ones and I have gone to other churches' holiday festivals. I am a firm believer that we all "claim the privilege of worshiping all mighty God according to the dictates of our own conscience." I believe that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is the restored church of Jesus Christ upon the earth today and I will tell you a little bit about why I believe that.
First of all, it gives me joy. In The Book of Mormon, 2 Nephi 2:25 it says Adam fell that men might be and men are that they might have joy. The church, The Book of Mormon, The Holy Bible, the entire gospel brings joy to my heart. They all help me to know my Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ, John 17:3, And this is life eternal that they might know thee, the only true God, and Jesus Christ whom thou hast sent. It gives me joy to know them this is life eternal that we may know them, and have joy.
Second, when I read my scriptures I feel like my heart is burning with fire and I am overwhelmed with peace and love.
Third it makes sense, it clicks. I couldn't believe anything that I don't understand.
Also, when I walk in the doors of the church. Actually, before I walk in those doors, I might be mad, irritated troubled, whatever but when I walk in those doors I get the biggest smile on my face. I feel wrapped in the arms of my Savior's love.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i6FOGh2r1MA That song just came to mind, it is beautiful.
But there is so many more reasons why I know its true. If you want to know more check out http://mormon.org/me/9C81/Camille and look at some of the other profiles if you would like. It is your choice ;)
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Today I Went to Lala Land
Today I went to Lala Land
I can get there really fast
A place with candy side walks
And root beer floats that last
I sat in a gum drop stool
Stared at cotton candy clouds
"I wonder if I gave you an Oreo"
How 'd you feel about me now.
As I pondered even harder
It began to chocolate rain
It was only then, that I realized
Something quite insane. . .
~Camille
What was it?
I can get there really fast
A place with candy side walks
And root beer floats that last
I sat in a gum drop stool
Stared at cotton candy clouds
"I wonder if I gave you an Oreo"
How 'd you feel about me now.
As I pondered even harder
It began to chocolate rain
It was only then, that I realized
Something quite insane. . .
~Camille
What was it?
Monday, September 9, 2013
Today I went to Spanish Class
Did you ever notice how other people never like the good teachers? I don't understand, they are so wondrous.
That really has nothing to do with this post but if you think of an answer why feel free to leave a comment.
Spanish Class:
It seemed just like a normal moment in Mrs. Fiesta's Spanish class, there I was. Sitting in seat numero cinco I was trying to absorb what was being said so I might actually understand the language. I frantically scribbled down answers not paying much attention to those around me. "Andres, I see you cheating off of Mia's paper."
Looking up, my name is Mia, I jokingly hide my paper. Andres however, "Senora Fiesta, I am not cheating."
"You're either looking at your paper, or looking at her and I see you looking at her paper. Which is it, are you looking at your paper or looking at her?"
"Oh, I am looking at her." (Totally a joke right lol)
I shook my head with a common courtesy laugh and went on my way. Oh, Andres.
So you maybe asking yourself, like what is this?
This is just a little bit of humor I found in my day.
I hope you found a little in yours too.
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