tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49142041167182938702024-02-18T21:01:56.639-07:00The Life of RYRylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.comBlogger101125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-10985155156761038292013-01-26T10:40:00.002-07:002013-01-26T10:44:03.692-07:00When life gives you ice, make some hot chocolate. And a fort.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Since the entire world turned into an ice rink yesterday, when I say "entire world" I mean <i>my</i> world which currently revolves around BYU campus and the streets of Provo, I decided to take the day off and have a little fun. I dutifully went to my 8 o'clock class, but when 9:30 class came around, was I in my seat ready to learn and be attentive? Nope :) I reeeeeeeally don't love that class. It's boring, and the professor puts way to many words on his slides. So I didn't go. I put my life in danger and made the trek to my car. HA. I only fell 3 times, and made it out with my life in tact. On the down side, my right hip took quite a beating, so I am accepting donations for a hip replacement. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Safe at #14 I grabbed all my dirty laundry, plus any food/entertainment supplies I could possibly need for the day, and headed up to the condo. I made a quick pit stop at the grocery store with the intention of grabbing bread and hot chocolate to go with the PB&J, Cocomotion machine, and Law and Order mug I had packed. <span style="font-size: small;">Shout out to Lou for getting the mug for me in NYC! She knows me too well...hot chocolate and crime shows are my thing. </span>I ended up leaving with a loaf of bread (check), 2 boxes of hot chocolate mix (double check?), a string cheese, a bottle of strawberry milk, a bag of crunchy Cheetos...Lou introduced me to them</span> <span style="font-size: large;">last semester. I don't know if I should love her or hate her for it. My quality of life has substantially increased since their introduction, but so has the amount of time I am required to spend at the gym. Hm...To top off my list of purchased items, I HAD to buy a bag of Bugles. Really, I had to. They basically jumped into my arms screaming "EAT ME <b>NOW</b>!" Maybe I felt guilty for neglecting them. I mean, who has actually eaten Bugles in the past 5 years...? They are totally a food from my elementary school days. But since a childlike theme had seemingly established itself (strawberry milk, string cheese, PB&J) I gave in without a fight. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Hannah gave me glitter for Christmas...like, a LOT of glitter. 30 little bottles to be exact. I never thought I would be the recipient of such a girly? superficial? useless? present haha but I've got to say, BEST CHRISTMAS PRESENT <b>EVER</b>. </span><span style="font-size: small;">The Michael Kors bag I got last year is an exact tie, but I feel like the bold emphasis was necessary, even if not exactly true...</span><span style="font-size: large;">Even my mom was skeptical when Hannah said that she wanted to get me glitter, but for the first and probably only time in her life, her mother's intuition was wrong! I LOVE my glitter. I kept it on my desk at home and kept opening it so I could admire all the pretty colors. Lovelovelove. Hannah got me the glitter so I could do glitter nails on myself instead of having to pay like $30 bucks each time I had a hankering for them down at #1 Nails-The Sandorf family nail salon of choice. Who knows. Maybe I'll get crafty one day and actually use the glitter for its intended purpose. There is sure enough of it! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">You can't tell exactly how roomy that thing is, but it could fit a family of 5, a small African tribe, or all my Romanian babies inside. Lauren and Daniel can both vouch for the legitimacy of this statement; they saw it up close and personal! If any of you want a tour just let me know, and I'll hook you up</span> <span style="font-size: large;">:) I couldn't bring myself to tear it down, so it's still standing. I spent my afternoon in there rea...</span></div>
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********OH MY GOSH. Everyone just give me a second to freak out. My heart is going a million miles a minute. I am just hangin out in my room...typing this...and someone just threw a snowball at my window at it scared me SOOOOO bad. Holy. Cow. Yikes...Deep breaths.*********</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Aaaaaaanyway. Moving on. I spent my afternoon in the fort reading Heaven is Here by Stephanie Nielson.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">IT IS A <b>MUST</b> READ. Seriously people, it is amazing. I was reading it during the football team's study hall on Wednesday, but I had to stop because I was causing a scene haha I was getting pretty emotional and sniffley, and one running back in particular kept turning around to look at me. Yea...after that and a couple of sideways glances from other players, I put it away and pulled out my infant development textbook instead. Soooo not as good.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I finished the day off by making Rice Krispie treats with Dan (no pictures were taken due to sticky marshmallow fingers) and sleeping in my fort. Dan was surprised I had never slept in a fort before, but hey...I grew up with one sister. We were too busy playing made up games like "Pig-Latin", "Barometer-The Persian White", and "Chocolate Milk Cows". There was no time to sleep in a fort when our imaginations were running wild. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Oh to be a kid again... </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">***It was Lauren who threw the snowball at my window! Never a dull moment with that girl around***</span> </span></div>
Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-81476278581220203902013-01-22T19:53:00.001-07:002013-01-22T19:53:21.183-07:00Little Discoveries.<div style="text-align: left;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Now...for those of you who are STILL reading, consider that your only warning. I have no intention of being crude, gross, or immature even though it might come off that way. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">What I am about to tell you comes from the most naive, innocent, childlike and uneducated corner of my soul...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">On Sunday I learned something that completely altered the way I look at men.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I learned that they can pee...SITTING DOWN.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">GUUUUUUYS. I had NO idea. How on earth did I make it through 21 years of life with out knowing something so basic?! The guys that filled me in on this little tidbit were pretty amused. And confused. How it's possible that this thought had never crossed my mind I really don't know....I blame my complete lack of knowledge on the fact that I don't have any brothers. And I wasn't on spying on guys in the high school locker room. Ew. I have a zillion guy friends, but that obviously didn't help educate me. About male peeing habits anyway...All the pee jokes that are ever made have to do with how guys can stand up to pee, but girls have to sit down. Not ONCE did I hear about guys sitting on the porcelain throne unless it was to take a dump. And let me tell you. I have heard more than my fair share of poop jokes...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Buuuuut now I know. Men can sit and pee! It makes sense...it really does. I'm still slightly embarrassed to admit I could have been so oblivious to the species that I am surrounded by on a daily basis (BYU Football study-hall anyone...?)</span> <span style="font-size: large;">Looking back, my logic was VERYVERYVERYVERYVERY flawed. Josh, Matt and Brett made this painfully obvious when I tried to explain to them what I had been thinking, and all they could do was laugh. HA. HA. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">It <i>is</i> kind of funny though...I'm not sure what cracks me up more. The flawed logic inspired by my inadequate knowledge of the average penis size and testicular behavior, or the fact that I thought I knew everything there was to know about the male anatomy only to have a bomb like this dropped on me. Maybe it's not so funny...actually, nooooo. Not funny at all. That is terrifying. I don't want to know what kind of earth shattering gems marriage holds in store. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">So...we'll leave it at that. No need to go in to too much detail right? After all, ALL of you are much more informed than I am. Ughhh. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I was late to church on Sunday because my apartment was 51 degrees when I woke up. That is an in humane temperature that no one should have to experience. EVER. I'm pretty sure that is colder than we keep our condo...THAT NO ONE LIVES IN. I was literally too cold to function, and waaaaay too cold to sleep so I cranked the heat up, added 3 blankets to my bed and sat there shivering for another half hour until the apartment reached a balmy 64 degrees. <span style="font-size: small;">Please note the oozing sarcasm. <span style="font-size: large;">That night in my prayers I thanked Heavenly Father for not sending me to this earth as a pioneer. As silly as it may sound it was one of the most sincere prayers I have offered in a while. Several mornings this winter when I have spanned the frigid tundra from the Marriot Center parking lot to the JKB I have thought</span></span> about the pioneers crossing the plains-flashes from the movie 17 Miracles in my mind, and all the sacrifices they made. I have expensive coats and boots that are insulated against the snow and cold. They had shawls and thin leather shoes...if they were lucky. Thinking about the conditions that they faced and how miserable that must have been was enough to literally bring me to tears one day. I could NOT have done it. I would have been one of the ones to sit down giving up all hope to freeze to death. This winter I am thankful for a cold apartment that CAN be heated no matter how temperamental the thermostat can be, blankets, and warm clothing that I can layer on until I look like the Michelin Man. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I loooooooove juicing. I got a juicer for Christmas, and to say I am obsessed is an understatement. It is so quick and easy, and so far there has been only 1 juicy concoction that was hard to get down. The rest have been amazing! I made "Blushing Carrot" juice this morning and daaaaaaaaaaang. It takes the number one slot. Hands down!! A lot of people have asked me if I am doing an all juice diet or cleanse, and the answer is NO. The mom of one of my best friends in high school was a juicer, and that is how I got introduced to the concept. I remember one day she gave us fresh apple juice and I thought it was amazingly delicious. It was so fresh, and it was obvious there weren't any preservatives or other artificial things in it. It's not that I hate eating vegetables, I just don't exactly like it. Or do it. Ever. I try, but I'm very picky when it comes to how a lot of them are prepared, and lezbi honest <span style="font-size: small;">(Pitch Perfect reference anyone!?) </span>; When I'm starving after class I'm going straight for the PB&J. NOT a stalk of celery. But, I am happy to announce, I am a changed woman! Or...a changing woman haha ever since I got my juicer I'm downing vegetables like it is nobody's business, and I can tell the difference in my body! I usually drink 2 or 3 glasses of juice a day, plus my regular pathetic meals. They're not lying when they say vegetables are good for you! Great things are happening over here :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Lastly, I have been called as a gospel doctrine teacher. PLEASE send all your prayers and good vibes my way! I don't know what it is, but me and public speaking just don't go well together. Remember that time that I completely froze while giving my oral presentation in MCOM...? Yeaa. Me too. It's another one of life's unanswered questions. I am super sociable and outgoing, but the thought of teaching petrifies me. I went to teacher training this past Sunday and I was a hot mess...I had butterflies, I was shaking, and I was even slightly nauseous just <i>thinking</i> about teaching. I'm all for reading scriptures, quotes...even sharing personal experiences...but when it's my turn to take the reigns, uhhuh. No can do. There is a reason I haven't given a talk in sacrament meeting since I was 13, almost 14 ;) For all you kids out there who don't want to do the math, that's almost 8 years. EIGHT! On the off chance you sit in on one of my lessons, I'll offer you one piece of advice if you do me a solid. Don't sit in the splash zone-the first couple rows may fall victim to my tears or vomit. Not entirely sure which yet. Aaaaaand PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE make some nice comments. I'll love you forever and always!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">You know how a man kissed me in front of 200 people? I SWEAR that story is coming. It's just a lot less fun to write about than it is to tell real time. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">As most of you know, whether it be through Facebook, Instagram, or real life social interactions (do those even exist these days...?) I just finished applying for grad school! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Halle-freakin-lujah.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;">It's grad school. I knew I was going to have to sacrifice my blood, sweat, and social life in order to complete my applications, but no one EVER warned me that I would be required to surrender every ounce of sanity I possess. <span style="font-size: small;">Some would argue it wasn't much to begin with. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">So...last semester I was in a political science class. Halfway through the semester my professor found out that he was being fired. For what reason? No clue. It's a lot easier to put the pieces together now though...anyway, I felt like he stopped caring. He went on a gazillion more tangents than usual (that is REALLY saying something if you know this professor) and he wasn't entirely motivated to grade our work. Thank goodness for a wonderful TA! We had an 8 page paper due at the end of the semester, and we also had an essay, plus 2 shorter essays as part of our final. In Layman's terms...there was a lot of reading that needed to be done before grades to be submitted. He told us that our grades wouldn't be finalized before Christmas, but that they should show up around New Years. I knew that I needed to send my transcripts in sooner rather than later, so I shot him an e-mail that essentially said, "Hey, I'm applying for graduate school...I need to send my transcripts in...can you take care of my grade before you dive into the rest of them?" He replied right away and said that he would take care of it the next day, so I never gave it a second thought. </span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">New Years rolls around, I check my grades, AND I HAVE AN "F." <span style="font-size: small;">(Technically I have an "E" but it's the equivalent of an "F" in BYU terms.)</span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT "F" DID TO MY GPA?! IT KILLED IT. Destroyed. Dead. Shot. Kaput. Goooooone. </span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">I found this out about...a week and a half before my applications needed to be turned in? I sent him an e-mail asking if he took care of the grade, and it just hadn't shown up on the official records yet, or what was going on. Wanna know what was awesome. He never said anything back! I sent him one more e-mail a couple days later, and when I still didn't get a reply I called my mom officially freaking out. She suggested that I call the Academic Vice President and 6 phone calls later, I was <i>finally</i> <span style="font-size: large;">talking to the right person-not the Academic VP if you were wondering. As luck would have it; my ONLY stroke of luck last week, the person I ended up talking to just happened to be one of my professors who is also the Assistant Dean in the College of Life Sciences. She was an absolute doll, and did everything she could to reassure me that things would be worked out. Apparently I sounded pretty distraught over the phone. She told me that a stack of grade requests had been taken to the registrars office that day, but there was really no way of knowing if mine was one of the ones that was in the stack. She said if it was my grade would show up on Monday, but until then I would just have to cross my fingers, pray a LOT, and hope for the best. In the mean time she said she would begin composing a memo for the Social Work admissions committee explaining the situation. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;">It would be pretty fitting to say my stress levels were through the roof. And I DON'T get stressed. I'm the cool and collected type remember? I was the most frustrated that the situation could have been completely avoided. I knew that I needed my grade to be turned in, I tried to take care of it, but the cards just weren't playing out right. I called my dad to complain....yeah. That didn't help me. At all. The most helpful things he said during our whole conversation- very sarcastically mind you- was, "Ooooh. Sounds like you need to get a stiff drink and relax." Thanks dad. Thanks. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Monday rolled around, I checked my grade, and what do you know, nothing was there but that big fat F. I called my professor back to find out what the plan of attack was going to be, and guess what? No answer! At that point, all the panic, frustration, stress and annoyance completely left me. I felt beaten. I had done all I could, and it just wasn't enough. I began to question the choice I had made to even apply for grad school. I thought I had made the right decision, but what if somewhere down the line I had ignored a prompting, or misinterpreted a feeling I had. I WANT to further my education. I WANT to make a difference in people's lives, but it obviously wasn't worth it....all the time spent writing essays, filling out paper work, requesting letters of recommendation, it was all for nothing. I didn't feel like pulling my hair out and screaming. I just felt like slowly sliding down the wall and crying. It was a hard time for me. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;">My professor called me back eventually and asked me to come to her office at noon on Tuesday-the day applications were due. I had NO clue what to expect. Honestly, I wasn't hopeful or expecting a lot. I had come to terms with the fact that although I was graduating, this year would not be the year I applied for grad school. My professor sat me down and explained everything.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;">When she wasn't calling me back, she was busy writing the memo to the admissions committee. This memo needed to include what my grade should have been, as well as my adjusted GPA. Whelp, thanks to a wonderful law called FERPA, my professor wasn't legally allowed to tell her. I don't know what kind of magic she worked, and frankly I don't care, but she somehow convinced him that my world was ending and that he NEEDED to tell her what my grade was. And he did. Who needs laws and privacy policies right...? When she finally extracted that information from him, she called the academic advisement center and explained to the head lady what was going on, and asked her to recalculate my GPA. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Not only did the academic advisement lady figure out what my GPA should have been, but she took it a step further. She told my professor that she had a meeting at 3 o'clock that afternoon and the head of the registrars office would be there. For all you people (like me before this whole experience) who don't know what the registrars office is, or what they do. THEY ARE THE PEOPLE IN CHARGE OF GRADES. This saint of an academic adviser said that after her meeting, she would take my information directly to the head of the registrars office and ask him to personally submit the information. Now, get this. While all of that was going on, my professor would also have a meeting with non other than....wait for it...the head of admissions for the MSW program. WHAT?! Unreal. She talked to the very lady that will be reviewing my application and explained the craziness that was going on, as well as put in a good word for me ;)</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;">It was noon when I found all this out. I still <i>technically</i> didn't have a grade, but things were looking up. At 5 o'clock, 5 hours before my applications needed to be in, my grade appeared. The stars had aligned, my prayers had been answered, and things managed to work themselves out. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;">So...all's well that ends well. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;">I signed my electronic signature (I've never really understood that), I paid my 50 dollars, and I saw the beautiful words "Thank you for submitting your application to the BYU School of Social Work. Your application has been received." It was DONE. Finally. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;">After only one major melt down, and of course a few minor ones...I finally have that weight off my shoulders. Lauren and I celebrated by getting shakes and onion rings at JCW's-our fat food of choice. If you are a lover of all things onion rings, you NEED to get them. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I have a bad habit of watching Criminal Minds <i>right</i> before I go to bed. I'm obsessed with crime shows, especially that one, and there is just something about watching it in the darkness of my room that makes it that much more exciting. Well, last week I was settled into my bed, all cuddled up in my blankets, starting an episode when I got a very strange text. Now for those of you who aren't crime show junkies, get on the band wagon, aaaaaaand just know that the first couple minutes are usually the most intense. People get killed. Now as I'm sitting there watching a girl get murdered with some creepy cerimonial knife I get this text...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I freeeeeaked out. More out of how ironic the timing of this text from a mysterious sender was, but it was slightly creepy too. Did they know I was watching people die....? Could they see me right that moment?! I HAD to text back to find out who it was, and the following is our conversation. Probably the most entertaining I have had in a while. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mystery Man</b>: All I had was one of those toy shovels! Can't do much with one of those...unless you wanna just dump them in the lake, ya know, tie down the limbs with cement blocks.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Me</b>: You are so imcompetent. A toy shovel? Really? Did I find you at Toys-R-Us or something...? You do pose a good point though. Not a lot of swimmer in December, buuuuuuuut the freezing water will just preserve the bodies....</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mystery Man</b>: Shucks! Well, unless you wanna put them through a wood chipper... I mean, it's a messy job to clean up, but...no traces, no evidence, no problem...aside from the crazy amount of blood and bone particles. And flesh.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mystery Man</b>: Or barrels of acid like Jeffry Dahmer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Me</b>: Do you have any connections at the zoo? I feel like the bloody body chips could be slipped into the lion food and no one would ever know the difference! I don't know where we would get mass amounts of acid...barrels even. That's a ton!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mystery Man</b>: Well if some low life Wisconsinite can get a few barrels of acid, psh, I dunno why we couldn't! Unless we just get...better shovels?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Me</b>: Shovels. Hands down. Much easier to get a hold of, and if worst comes to worst they're a lot easier to frame other people with. I can't imagine trying to talk myself out of acid possession. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mystery Man</b>: Wait, frame? How could we pull that off??</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mystery Man</b>: Todd Parker?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mystery Man</b>: The guy we can put the blame on of course!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Me</b>: For all I know Todd Parker could be a hunk of man! There aren't a lot of those in the world...it would be a same to see one go to waste!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mystery Man</b>: Well it is better for one to parish than an entire nation.......right?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Me:</b> Oooo....way to whip that doctrine out! I guess he probably deserves it. Where do we find him? </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mystery Man</b>: At his home! Wait...we can place the dirty shovel in his hands while he's fast asleep! Yes...yes....a narcoleptic sleep walker, burying victims he had killed in his sleep...mm...it's almost too perfect</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">In other news...I was talking to a friend of mine about what movie we should go see, and he asked what the movie Lincoln was about. I quickly responded, "The Prophet!!" Uh...everyone please take a moment to mourn over that tragic mistake. Totes didn't mean prophet. Honest Abe was <b>definitely</b> president of the United States. #mormonproblems. I'm convinced that is a mistake no other culture or religion could make. I told my mom and she about busted a gut. I was laying on her bed in distress that such words were uttered from my mouth and all she could do was laugh. I mean....they drill the prophet song into your head starting day one of primary.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">This year, the thing I am most grateful for is the opportunity I had to live in Romania during the summer. Words cannot express how incredibly blessed and thankful I feel for having been able to participate in such an adventure. In just three months I learned more about myself, and gained a better understanding of the atonement of Jesus Christ than I could have imagined. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I have only one regret, and that is that I could not have every one of you alongside me to witness the miracles that surrounded the sweet spirits of the kids I worked with on a daily basis. Those children are the most innocent and pure spirits I have ever come in contact with, and there is no denying that our Heavenly Father is very aware of their circumstances and is keeping a close eye on them. After I got home, I made the joke that I'll never be able to fall in love because my heart was captured and divided into 19 equal pieces that I left in Romania. I still believe it. When my three months was up and it was time to say goodbye, I was devastated. I had come to love every single one of those kids in a way that I hadn't loved anyone before; a way that I didn't know I could love! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When people learn that I spent my summer living and working in Romania and ask what I did there, I tell them "I loved babies." They kind of laugh and continue on to ask if I enjoyed my experiences there and what my favorite things were, and I'll tell them, but I wish they could understand how truly incredible it was. The things that make our life experiences so memorable aren't the individual experiences themselves, but the feelings that we have during those experiences. On paper, my duties in Romania consisted of changing countless diapers, changing sheets and clothes crusted with the remnants of rancid feeding tubes, wiping throw up, snot, urine and many other fluids off of the kids and coercing a few of them to eat a foul smelling mush that they were fed for lunch everyday, but it was so so SOOOOOOO much for than that. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The things that can't be written down are the things I loved the most about working in the orphanage. Seeing Baby Girl's face light up in recognition when I walked into the Isolation room in the morning. Hearing Mega Mind's laugh and seeing his mischievous smile as I placed my hand on his chest; not even tickling. The physical touch alone making him burst at the seams! The quiet moments sat rocking a sick baby to sleep and having them stare straight into my eyes and reach up to gently touch my face. The hilarious reaction on my Princess as she went outside for the first time in her three years of life and felt the wind on her face. The heartbreak I felt and the tears I couldn't stop from flowing when a two year old no longer recognized or responded to her own father as he called to her. The panic you feel when you see the crib of a sick child empty and bare, or even holding a <a href="http://ryliesandorf.blogspot.com/2012/05/7th-floor-prayers.html">dying child</a> in your arms. Being the one to witness a child's first steps and screaming out of excitement. It is these moments, the almost trivial moments, that I hold the closest to my heart. I could spend my whole life describing a single instance in tremendous detail trying to re-create the situation, but it would never be the same. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The fact is, interns have been there before, and interns quickly followed after I left. But somehow, I was the only one to witness those special moments and milestones in these kids lives and care for them in the way I did. No one can replicate the experiences I had and the feelings I felt, and that is part of why this experience is so near and dear to my heart. I left knowing I had an impact for good. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I wish I could share pictures of my babies with you...like, A LOT. You would fall in love in an instant. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">My experiences in Romania would not have been the same without these girls by my side.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">(Notice how I'm about to compensate for an overabundance of words with an extreme overabundance of pictures...) </span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ropes course in Brasov</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Random gingerbread house in the mall :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Constanta</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We LOVED the rain!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aimee and I slept like this the whole night. I had been put in a different train compartment and couldn't stand to be separated. R.A.D. anyone?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Helping break world records at the lantern festival :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The opened a new mall that could eat City Creek alive. Fountains and all. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Constanta! Swimmin in the Black Sea!</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-size: large;">So there ya have it. A lot of pictures of the same girls over and over and that's not even close to half of it. I am SO honored to have met these girls and to have become such great friends with them. As far as roommates in a foreign country go, they are as good as they come :) The thing I am most grateful to them for is the example they set in their scripture study. Before I left the United States, I read my scriptures and prayed, but I wasn't diligent by any means. Every morning in Romania I would wake up and see Aimee and Kelsey reading their scriptures and then kneeling down to pray as I was getting ready. For some reason I was extra impressed by the fact that they knelt down...it was something I had never really done before. Before I knew it I had fallen into the same pattern of reading my scriptures right when I woke up, and kneeling on our hard dirty floor to pray. My roommates and I began reminding each other to pray before leaving for the orphanage each morning and I am so glad we did. I cannot imagine going through each day on the continual emotional roller coaster that it was without having an added measure of the spirit to bring comfort, and put little thoughts into my head to make it that much easier. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">I'm thankful for good music. Hymns and primary songs in particular. Because I worked with the lil' babies, I couldn't do a lot of playing, so I spent my days singing, rocking, and bouncing. One of the first songs that came to mind the first day I worked in Iso was I am a Child of God. The first time I tried to sing it I was holding a smiling baby with humongous brown eyes....</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">I am a child of God,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">And He has sent me here.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Has given me an earthly home,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">With....parents kind and dear....</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">I couldn't do it. I started crying. It just wasn't fair. Here was this perfect child (she was one of the few in my room who did not have a disability) who had been given a body and was sent down to earth to learn, yet she wasn't being given a chance. She DIDN'T have parents kind and dear. She didn't have ANYONE kind and dear. The orphanage workers didn't exactly care, and I was only a temporary solution to a long term problem. All she could do is sit in her crib and rock herself for stimulation. I didn't get it. How could anyone have a baby and not love it. How could someone just abandon such a helpless tiny thing, and not give her a second thought. How could any parents do that do any of those kids?! Especially the ones with disabilities. I refused to sing that song for a solid week as thoughts of confusion tumbled around my brain, but as I quickly sang through my limited repertoire, the words of I am a Child of God would begin to slip out. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /> I am a child of God,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">And He has sent me here.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Has given me an earthly home,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">With angels always near. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Lead me, guide me, walk beside me,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Help me find the way.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Teach me all that I must do,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">To live with Him someday.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">I did it. I changed the words to a classic primary favorite. As I sang my rendition of this song, I was filled with so much peace, and I knew the words that I was singing were true. These children who appeared neglected and unwanted were indeed wanted, and were NOT neglected. They were cared for by a Heavenly Father who provided them with all the love and support they were in need of which was more than I could ever offer. I have no doubt that those children are surrounded by angles, who will one day lift them up to finally meet their Father. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">The second song I became attached to near the end of my internship was God Be With You Till We Meet Again. My roommates hated me for it. I remember Kelsey telling me to turn it off because it was depressing, and I said no. She sulked off to her room, and I kept listening. It was the only way for me to cope. I LOVED my kids. The thought of leaving them literally made me sick...I was terrified of what would happen to them after we left. It wasn't at all like it was when I said goodbye to my family. With my family, I knew I would see them again in three short months. These kids...I knew I would probably never see them again, and the only parts of them I could take with me were my memories. It was destroying me. As I sang this song to my kids, I sang it with a prayer in my heart.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Please Heavenly Father, PLEASE stay with them.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">My song was also my promise. I was promising my babies that I would see them again. I would not forget about them. That God would be with them, protecting them under his wings from the cruel world that they were being subjected to. Till we would meet once again at Jesus' feet. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">The day I hugged my kids goodbye marks the day for the hardest I have ever cried in my life. The moment I got home from the orphanage I dropped to my knees and prayed. Prayed and cried, prayed and cried...for a long time. Then I listened to this song and miraculously felt at peace once again...</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />In the movie The Other Side of Heaven, there is a scene where this song is played. A few weeks ago I watched this movie with some boys in my ward, aaaaaaaand I lost it. As I heard those words for the first time since being home, I couldn't help but reflect on the the sweet spirits I had the privlidge to come in contact with, and the many spiritual experiences that I had. Luckily the song hit a sweet spot with one of my friends who had been reflecting on his own mission, so I wasn't the only one who was teary eyed.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">I am grateful for the opportunity that I had to interact so closely with the missionaries while living in Romania. I have always appreciated how hard missionaries work, and the sacrifices that they make to do the Lord's errand, but it wasn't until I saw this missionary work in action that I came to fully understand it's significance. The church really is true. There is no way that so many miracles could happen, and that a church that is spread all over the world could continue to function if it wasn't. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Sorry for the not so eloquent ending, but mom says I've got rolls to make...</span></div>
Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-65754996680446744422012-08-17T00:28:00.000-06:002012-08-17T00:28:01.699-06:00Friends for Forever<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">You know those friends that you can never seem to get rid of?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Yeah, I have one of those. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I would never want to get rid of her though...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">She is one of my best friends!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">She has seen me at my best, and unfortunately my worst.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">We've laughed together, </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">cried together,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">ditched class together, </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">and done other extremely stupid stuff together...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I guess you could say we are kindred spirits. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">9th grade will do some SCARY things to ya...I will always cherish this picture haha</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Swimming" in a lake of mud at the B. My poor car was trashed!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We're nerds at heart <3</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ALWAYS partners in crime. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back in the glory days haha</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We did everything together!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...even take pictures in the bathroom mirror...</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Now she is married.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">And living in Canada...</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I just couldn't give her up...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I helped decorate their truck</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She was finally gone...forever...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A souvenir. Or two.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The last time I saw her it had been a while, and we both spontaneously burst into tears.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I'm pretty sure Cary (her husband to be at that point) thought we were psycho.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Who knew there was synchronized sobbing...? </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She's a preeeety lady :)</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Today our reunion was a little less watery :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I am currently on vacation with my family in Seattle. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">We took the opportunity to cross the Canadian border and spend some time with Hannah in the Vancouver area.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">She took us to Stanly Park where we rode bikes along the sea wall and got a great view of the ocean AND the city. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I would definitely recommend it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">If you can ride a bike.</span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gotta go tandem :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm obsessed with their fruit selection. It reminded me of Romania, and looked delicious. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Welcome to the Real Housewives of Vancouver! ;) Inside joke...sorry...</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Throughout the day we talked about how we are growing up.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">She is having a baby,</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">I'm graduating college.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">I think it's fair to say that we were both slightly envious of each other. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Even though life has kind of taken us away from each other for right now, I know that we will <span style="font-size: x-large;">always</span> be friends. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Like...she'll be at the top of my Christmas card list or something ;)</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Hannah is gonna be one great mamma.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Thinking of all the stuff she helped me through during high school,</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">she's got this whole "nurturing" thing down!</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Hannah and Cary have the perfect name picked out.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">It fits their personalities, style, and even their looks!</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Baby girl is so blessed already.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">She is going to be born into a family filled with so much love she won't know what to do with herself! </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-size: small;">(Obviously I have dubbed myself the on call long distance babysitter. I love her so much already too! I kept putting my hand on Hannah's stomach throughout the day. I just couldn't believe she was in there!)</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Thanks Han for showing us around your stomping grounds today, and for being the best friend I ever could have asked for!!</span></span> </span> </span></span></div>
Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-90118938624553193592012-08-15T02:29:00.001-06:002012-08-15T02:29:12.577-06:00when friends go to sleep...<span style="font-size: large;">my friends are asleep. or in the process of falling asleep. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">i don't really know.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">i do know that as we parted ways in syd's driveway, i was doing my "western" dance.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">colton commented on my energy level,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">i complained that i had no one to stay up with me.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">so...here i am...</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">(NOT scared to go to sleep from the movie we just watched)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">but taking shakey face pictures in my majestic wolf shirt. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">thank you syd for the inspired purchase :)</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">by the way.</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">does anyone know what scary movie has a girl...</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">...and some mexicans...</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">...and she maybe saves some kids at the end?</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">i'm at a complete loss for what it's called.</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">i liked it and i want to watch it.</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">top hat workers wont get it when i say i want the girl in mexico with the kids. and a bad guy and/or ghost. </span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">it just doesn't work like that. </span> </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">happy sleeping troops,</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">i'll do the same. </span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">eventually... </span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">lookie here!! majestic wolves from squidney! what...? no pants?</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">they're right here!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">no really. they are RIGHT here.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">hehrooow</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">oookay. i'd kill for a glistening mohawk like that!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">when 2 am meets the wolf whisperer. not so hot. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">there IS a duck face hidden in there somewhere...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">*needs improvement</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">wild child</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">mummy wrappin</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">mmmhmm...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">i think this accurately portrays my "creature" self</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">oh, i didn't see you there. </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">an hour later...makin the switch to photo booth</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">uh, huh...?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">semi-decent looking human being? i forgot what you looked like. welcome back.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">so there you have it. the musings of a bored, re-inspired blogger at 2:28 am <span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">who may or may not have just taken the most attractive pictures known to man kind. </span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">read it and feel free to weep. </span></span> </span></span></div>
Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-10971159210469629782012-08-13T14:00:00.001-06:002012-08-13T14:00:14.693-06:00jokes.<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">i made some GREAT friends while i was in romania.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">that kind of stuff just happens when you have to share a bed for 3 months.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">anyway, when i came home i started developing reactive attachment disorder.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">that's what a lot of orphans have... </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">(RAD for all you people who aren't a human development major.)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">i lasted less than 2 and a half weeks without seeing those girls.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">it was 2 and a half weeks too long.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">one day i was showering and decided i was going to go to california.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">not exactly a lot holding me down in bountiful.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">so...i cashed in some skymiles and was on my way.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1 drink is NEVER enough. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">we shot some stuff...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">almost died...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">we should NEVER be allowed on these things. there was no one else in line so we were allowed to stay on as long as we wanted. we came out DRENCHED.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">i wish this picture did us justice. we looked like sewer rats.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">we did a whole lot of fun stuff.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">we sat in the greeting card isle of target for over an hour. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">my future husband...<span style="font-size: small;">i know i'm speaking a lot of him lately...get over it.<span style="font-size: large;"> has a great card coming his way. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">kelsey's mom is photographer. we had a lovely little photo shoot before i left this morning.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">now i'm here...sitting in the airport, feeling the symptoms of RAD set in once again. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">only 2 more weeks until we are reunited.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">aaaaaaaand i can make orphan jokes because i love them and worked with them for 3 months. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">***my utah friends-the ones from my pre romania life, and some that i have recently acquired, like to tell jokes. i now realize that i have NO jokes in my repertoire so feel free to comment and leave your favorites. please and thank you***</span></span></span></div>
Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-60997641078154030242012-08-12T20:19:00.000-06:002012-08-12T20:25:08.069-06:00I'm Moving...<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">just kidding! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">i'm not really moving, i just wanted to try my hand at compulsive lying. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">do you think i can pull it off? </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">and on a completely unrelated note, I'M BAAAAAAACK. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">i had some friends inquire about my blogging habits. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">turns out people actually read this stuff...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">and they missed it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">go figure.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">here's to you miss sydney-may your work days be considerably less dull.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">and to you robert-may the spreadsheet work ever in your favor (coming soon)</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I can't wait to go back to school</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">These people make me reeealllly happy</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Yes...Aimee does look like a dude. We were on a covert operation...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"> <span style="font-size: large;">Those sword flosser things? They are a blessed invention. I think I'm gonna start carrying them in my purse. Using a piece of hair only works for so long.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I overheard my mom talking on the phone to my grandma. She told her that the boys need to step up their game if I am ever going to fall for one. Amen mama. A-MEN. </span></div>Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-72182709946294644262012-06-03T11:44:00.002-06:002012-06-03T11:46:10.241-06:00Children's DayJune 1st was Children's Day (Zuia Copilor). Why we don't have a celebration like this in America is one question I would like to have answered. Even though I don't have children of my own (I would have at least 3 if I was allowed to adopt Romanian babies as a single college student...) and I don't have a significant other, I plan on celebrating this holiday when I do have my own little family! At first I was worried that this day would be like every other day in the orphanage because the children in my room are babies, or completely bedridden. Fortunately I was pleasantly surprised when I got to work in the morning! The Iso room was decked out in balloons and many of the children had already been taken out of their cribs. We got to take 2 of them to a little show that was being put on, but unfortunately it was a little overwhelming for them so they got taken back to Iso while Michelle and I were left to enjoy the party. It was the cutest thing ever! The workers were put on a puppet show complete with forresty back drop and leaves decorating the table. I don't really know what the story was about because I'm not fluent in the ways of Romanian woodland creatures and bugs, but I enjoyed the singing and dancing puppets anyway! Some of the little sprouts did a dance where a little girl dressed as a bumblebee sat on a chair in the middle and then little boys held streamers tied to the legs of her chair and danced around. If it was grown ups doing that dance it would have been the most laughable event of all time. When it is disabled orphans dancing and you think about how hard they have practiced for this moment, how excited they are, and how much you love them, your heart just melts. One of the older girls, maybe 11ish...? recited a poem/song thing and then it was a giant dance party! They put some crazy music on and we danced with babies, pushed around kids in wheel chairs, and led them in a stirring rendition of Do-As-I'm-Doing. Presents, cake, more presents, the end. My favorite moment of the day was seeing the kids all dressed up. Romanians are weirdly obsessed with clothing. Sometimes in a good way, but mostly in a confusing nonsensical way. More often than not my babies are dressed in outfits not meant for their gender. Girls in boy clothes, and boys in girl clothes. It's just whatever...Clothes rarely match and there are way to many of them. I can't wait until I am a mommy and can let my curly headed babies run around in nothing but a diaper so I can blow raspberries on their tiny baby bellies. The Romanian don't really see eye to eye with me on this one. Here is what the average child wears: diaper, tights, pants, long sleeve shirt, sweatshirt, strange cap that ties under the chin. If their nails haven't been clipped and they are bordering on dragon claws they might even have socks on their hands. All those layers mixed with the insane Romanian heat makes for sweaty miserable children. While working in the hospital I conveniently leave their clothes off for a while when I change their diapers, but there isn't anything I can do about it in the orphanage. The Romanian people are very superstitious when it comes to illness and the "current" so I get it. Cultural differences...the layers of clothes protect those little bodies! On children's day they got to get all fancied up. The boys were wearing dress shirts and a little tie and they girls were wearing skirts and dresses. I almost felt like I was sitting in on a Romanian primary class. Almost...The last surprise of the day came when I was feeding my babies lunch. Even though they all could take bottles, the workers simply do not have time to feed them all so all of the children but 4 are fed through feeding tubes. I could write an entire post about my feelings on feeding tubes so we're not even going to go there. While I was preparing to feed one of the little girls who gets actual baby food mush stuff, one of the workers came and poured a giant handful of sugar into the mix! I was so entertained by that fact I literally started laughing out loud. Even though the babies couldn't go to the show (probably smart...too much squirming) the sweet workers in Iso were still trying to make their day great :) <br />
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On a completely unrelated note, I broke a world record this weekend! I love the bloc that I live in. Right outside my door and across the street is the city square where all major events take place. We found out that the city that I live in would be attempting to break the world record for the number of paper lanterns lit at a time. We singed ourselves up (including the Elders...they are seriously our best friends which is so weird to me...) and then just showed up. Simple as that! They gave us our lanterns, a lighter, and even a bracelet to commemorate the momentous occasion. The previous record was 11,800 something and we broke it with 12,700 something. It was insane! It feels kind of weird saying that a sky full of paper was beautiful, but it really was. It was Tangled in real life and now we're gonna be in the Guinness Book of World Records. How's that for a summer bucket list item? Consider it done. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love Chelsea! Sad thing is, this is her "crazy" face.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lantern time :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Awwww yea</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Real fire. Real lantern. Real missionary.</td></tr>
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I have lived this. Minus my dreams of long hair and a romantic boat ride. Lanterns make up for it though!Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-16547665444426594272012-05-31T13:28:00.000-06:002012-05-31T13:28:22.204-06:00Life as I know it<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody></tbody></table>
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I figured out my problem. Now that I feel obligated to blog, I hate doing it. I enjoyed it much more when it was a leisure activity. I want to keep you updated on what I am doing, but I don't have the internet and when I am writing every last detail in my journal it gets a little redundant. I solemnly swear I will post once a week for the rest of my duration here. I'm not promising novels though. Whether it is pictures, eloquent words that have been thought long and hard about, or a list of random events that have occurred, I will provide you with something. I love ya'll, but it's been kind of nice being cut off from the outside world. If you desperate to hear of my adventures, I'm all about Skype these days. I have a 2 hour window available for internet on Tuesdays and Saturdays. Hit me up.Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-70232914224520740472012-05-15T09:18:00.003-06:002012-05-15T09:22:02.642-06:00So little time.Sorry I am terrible at blogging! My apartment does not have internet, and even if it did that wouldn't help. My days follow a very full schedule. I relax by pillow talking with the roommates :)<br />
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1. "Sam" the little boy from the hospital who has seizures and almost died is now in my room at the orphanage!! AHHHH. I was SOOOO excited when I walked into the room and saw him there. I guess he was meant to be my little guy. <br />
2. Our next door neighbor is Danish. Buuuuut he lived in SANDY, UTAH and just happens to be a MORMON. What the....? What are the chances that our neighbor in Romania would be a member? Not good I would assume. But the fact that he lived in Sandy really threw me for a loop. It's a small world. His name is Robin. He is cool. He came to church with us. He also came to FHE. He got baptized in 2008. He is the only member in his family. He is a dentist but going to school to be an oral surgeon. That's all on Robin...that's all I know about him haha<br />
3. We had a branch activity at a lake/park/wilderness site, and there were topless sunbathers and men in speedos. Muuuuuuurrrrrr. I felt nice and awkward for the missionaries.<br />
4. My kids are terrific. Just know that. I really want to talk about them all day everyday, but I can't use their names, be super specific in what we do, etc. meh. A whole lot of rules. I am in the process of composing a post about them and what orphanage life is like. It's a work in progress. Stay tuned.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Late night pillow talk...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and a creative roommate...</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Just for the record I will never be able to look at a pigeon or a blow dryer the same. </span></div>Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-35239848279951635382012-05-08T13:24:00.002-06:002012-05-15T08:03:20.709-06:00Shoot me with your cameraJust to clear the air, the little boy in the last post is NOT named Sam! I just made that up because we aren't allowed to use their real names haha<br />
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<br />Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-54389232350763199312012-05-06T08:01:00.003-06:002012-11-22T11:21:48.766-07:007th floor prayers<div style="text-align: center;">
I never realized how fragile mortal life is until I held a dying child in my arms.<br />
I have always understood that life and death are an intertwined unit that cannot exist without the presence of both parts.<br />
We enter this world small, innocent and pure. <br />
Then, through natural processes, our bodies begin to mature and then age until we are no longer capable of carrying on. <br />
This is called death.<br />
Death is part of a grander plan.<br />
Sometimes though, a different course is written into the plan. <br />
A course where the small and innocent spirits are taken back to their Father prematurely.</div>
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My first day in the hospital I stumbled across a little boy named “Sam.” During his waking hours Sam is constantly seizing. His entire body shakes with uncontrollable tremors as he groans to himself. He is kept in an old crib in an isolated corner of the Pediatric Neurology wing. No one shares his room. I doubt the nurses share is his presence often either. Taped to his face is a crusty feeding tube filled with the remnants of previous meals. The food is always the same so it’s not the thought of mixing peas and ketchup that concerns me. What about the bacteria? What about the mucus that has ran from his nose and dried to his face? What about the red chaff marks on his cheeks where the tape for his feeding tube is never removed? As I took all of this in and gazed at his tiny frame it was difficult to keep thoughts of malnourishment from entering my mind. It was something previous interns had warned us about. These children, especially the babies, enter the hospital looking “healthy” for their circumstances. But the more time they spend there the more emaciated and skeletal looking they become. It makes me fear for the ones who never leave. How long can a child last once their bodies enter starvation mode? <br />
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All of this was flooding my mind when we first came across Sam. I was with Aislynn (my facilitator) and Kelsey (one of my roommates). Aislynn had worked with Sam before during a previous semester and suggested we hold him and sing. While she gently rocked him in her arms we sung the words to a primary song:<br />
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Whenever I hear the song of a bird<br />
Or look at the blue, blue sky,<br />
Whenever I feel the rain on my face<i> </i><br />
Or the wind as it rushes by,<br />
Whenever I touch a velvet rose <i></i><br />
Or walk by our lilac tree, <i></i><br />
I’m glad that I live in this beautiful world <i>)</i>
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Heavenly Father created for me.<i></i><br />
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By the end I couldn’t sing. My tongue had become dry in my throat, and my eyes wet with tears as I watched Sam completely stop shaking to lay still in Aislynn’s arms. For the rest of the time we held him he remained relaxed with only a small twitch in his right leg. Incredible doesn’t come close to describing the experience that we, 3 inexperienced interns from Provo, Utah, had been a part of in that Romanian hospital. I knew that our Father in Heaven is mindful of Sam and knows what he is going through. I knew that he understood the pain he endures on a daily basis, and that he has already paid the price necessary for Sam’s body to be perfected and made whole. I knew He knew. <br />
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On Thursday I returned to the hospital armed with tiny diapers and baby toys. The first 4 floors we visited revealed no “babies without mothers.” Not only were there no babies without mothers, but a few of the floors seemed to be completely abandoned. How could there be no orphaned children for us to visit when there had been so many just the day before? In America I would have simply assumed they had been moved to different wards. In Romania, a country known for bribery and corruption, it was hard to convince myself that is what had been done...These children are orphans. They have no one to care for them but 7 American girls for 3 hours a day, 5 days a week. They consume valuable resources that could be used for patients with the ability to provide monetary compensation for the doctor’s services. Some of them are on the verge of death. Most of them are “undesirable” because of their handicaps...having these children conveniently fall off the map creating open beds for paying customers isn’t the worst thing that could happen to the hospital. Maybe it really isn’t that corrupt, but after discussing what we have seen there with other interns, we wouldn’t put it past them. <br />
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The 5th floor proved to be more fruitful in its baby supply, and then we got to Sam on the 6th. I was so excited to work with him! If you know me, you know I’m not a singer, but all I wanted to do was sing. Sing to Sam. The effect it had on him before was at the front of my mind, and I wanted him to be able to relax again, even if for a small moment. He was sick so I knew it was good we had come. He sounded congested and we thought it was the mucus causing his breathing to be haggard. Kelsey picked him up and held his body on her lap as I held and massaged his legs. As we held him and sang he became calm momentarily, then began to arch his back and emit choking noises. His eyes were bulging, his face was turning red, and we could tell this wasn’t normal even for him. I could feel his panic fill the room, and then our own as he continued to worsen. Kelsey informed us he had stopped breathing. We didn’t know what to do. The mucus was blocking his air passage so even CPR would have been futile. We propped him and and tried to get him to cough. He finally did. His breathing resumed but something was still very wrong. His breathing was very inconsistent and his other symptoms continued to escalate. Aimee went to get a nurse while the rest of us tried to stay calm and keep him alive. The words for “choking” “emergency” “dying” “can’t breath” and “get in here NOW” aren’t in our Romanian vernacular, so she did the best thing she could have done. She yelled the word for child and held her hands to her throat in the universal sign for choking. During all this I was praying as fast as I could think. It wasn’t much of a prayer because all I kept saying was “Don’t let this boy die right now.” “Please help us!” and “Please God. Please!”, but it was directed heavenward. A nurse came in and judging by her reaction we knew whatever was happening wasn’t a regular occurrence. As she took him from our arms she yelled for another nurse to get the doctor and for us to leave. We did. <br />
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We climbed the stairs to the 7th floor and stood there in a stunned silence. It was difficult to comprehend what had happened. It had all happened so fast. That was my Sam in there. MY Sam! The one that I had sung to and it had made him all better. What was going on? I wanted to go back in there and make sure they gave him the care he needed. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I knew they’d be mad, and even though getting yelled at in a language you don’t understand is a lot easier to deal with than one where you can feel every cutting word, I was glued to the spot. Kelsey offered to say a prayer for us. She prayed that Sam’s mind would be at peace even though his body wasn’t. I absolutely loved that line. That’s exactly what we came to Romania to do, I just hadn’t thought to word it that way. I didn’t come to Romania to heal the physical ailments of orphans and abandoned babies. I came here to nurture them. To make them feel loved. When we sang to Sam we didn’t magically cure his seizures, we brought the spirit into the room. The spirit means everything to me in helping these children. Even if we don’t speak the same language, we both can understand the language of love. From the second I stood next to the first crib in the orphanage, to the moment we held a flailing Sam in our arms, I was filled with an inexplainable amount of love. I know that this love has come as an answer to my prayers to be able to love the children I serve as Heavenly Father loves them. To be able to become more than I am so I can fully comprehend their needs. I know that this love does not come from myself. I know that when I am surrounded by these kids, my mind and heart are opened and I am filled with the pure love of Christ that allows me to see them as our Savior sees them. I know that despite how cute the children are, it is not my own love that I am sharing. I have never felt any emotion so strongly and it is because of this that I know that I am a tool in the Lord’s hands.<br />
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We finished our rounds and decided to check on Sam on our way out. Kelsey peeked in his room and when she turned around she had covered her mouth and was silent. “Go check if that’s his room.” We both knew it was, but we just had to be sure. I looked. He wasn’t there. The sheets were off and his crib was empty. My heart sunk. I felt like there were rocks in my stomach and I wanted to puke. Walking back to the apartment was a miserable experience. I was angry. Angry that hospitals here suck. Angry that perfect babies are abandoned. Angry that mothers could even consider leaving their child straight out of the womb. Angry that doctors could let the mothers just walk out of the hospital knowing they were leaving their baby behind. Angry angry angry!! Luckily I got over it pretty quick. It’s not my place to judge them so I won’t. <br />
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That night I was haunted by nightmares of babies dead in their cribs. I woke up the next morning fearing that’s what I would find when I went to the hospital. It was a hard 24 hours. I felt so inadequate. I didn’t know how I could possibly make a difference in these children's lives. I have no training that I can speak of and I’m expected to just fly half way around the world and wing it. Overwhelming ya? I still don’t know how I will help these children when I am here for such a short period of time, but I know they’re gonna help me :)<br />
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And just in case you are wondering, Sam is doing alright. We got word yesterday that he is in the ICU.Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-10784978895855225112012-04-30T08:03:00.001-06:002012-04-30T08:03:34.045-06:00I am never going to fall in love...<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Because there is no more room in my heart.</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">We were able to go to the orphanage for the first time today, and it was a beautiful experience. I have been wanting to get in there for the past 6 days but paperwork had to be processed, fees paid, and I guess our bodies needed time to adjust to all this craziness too...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Unfortunately we are not allowed to post pictures of the children in the orphanage on our blogs or facebook. Actually, we aren't even allowed to take pictures in the orphanage. One of the workers will take pictures for us, but because of strict legal obligations and agreements with BYU, they are kept under lock and key. The hospital though is another story. We aren't supposed to take pictures, but we aren't <i>not</i> allowed to take them either, so we were told that as long as we're sneaky it's kosher. As an extra precaution I am not going to be putting them on my blog, but if you would like to receive an e-mail once a month with the photos I am able to take of the children leave a comment with your e-mail address :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Back to the babies. I have only spent a few hours with them, but their tiny little souls now occupy every available spot in my heart. <span style="font-size: small;">I'm getting teared up just picturing them...suck. <span style="font-size: large;">As we toured the orphanage to get a feel for the different rooms we will be working in I tried to contain my emotions. And I did...until I stood next to the first crib. Aaaaand I lost it. I can't even begin to explain the range of emotions I was feeling, but it was mostly love. A whole lot of love and reassurance that this is where I am supposed to be right now. I cried and cried. And held babies, and then cried as they began to wail when we put them down to move on to another room. I don't want to sleep, I want to go back right now. I'm never getting married, just taking care of babies my whole life. </span></span></span>Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-5249926383397186592012-04-28T13:35:00.002-06:002012-04-28T13:35:39.863-06:00...how my life is a tv showAmy and I are convinced we are on a TV show. We aren’t <i>really</i> in Romania, and we aren’t <i>really</i> going to save the world. They pulled a fast one on us and instead of flying us half way around the world, they flew us in circles for 16+ hours and finally decided to set us down in Montana. While we were “time traveling” they were creating a set full of foreign looking people, weird smells, and <b>really</b> hot temperatures. It’s like the Truman Show! Or The Even Stevens Movie...or that show on MTV where they send bratty girls to third world countries to put them in their place. There’s no way we are on BYUTV. There isn’t a large enough audience. Something like this is on TLC or Lifetime. Maybe even MTV. We aren’t as tanned as Snookie and our vocabularies aren’t limited to 4 letter expletives so maybe our debut on MTV isn’t a reality, but hey, we have to explore all of our options! We know that you guys are voting us off so pick favorites (<b>ME</b>) and play your cards right! We decided that Kelsey F. is gonna go first (sorry Kels...) because of all the issues she has been having getting money. We also know that everything that has happened to us so far is a set up...The producers decide what things you as viewers will find entertaining, and then they throw them at us. I guess it has a Hunger Games factor too! I mean, who wouldn’t be entertained by 14 girls kissing a dead woman’s hand because they think they are worshiping an Orthodox saint who happens to be somewhat of an urban legend to begin with. Or being stalked by gypsies and nearly choked out by a strange man in the park...? Yea. Sounds like a set up to me.<br />
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Just know that we are on to you and plan on fighting it out till the end. </div>
<br />Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-32831675162214922982012-04-28T13:00:00.002-06:002012-04-28T13:00:36.609-06:00I live in a mouse house......just kidding! No mouses here! Just 4 girls, happy to be alive :)<br />
I’m going to show your our apartment.<br />
Between you and me, out of the 3 apartments BYU girls live in, ours is hands down the best option available.<br />
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This is our apartment before it got all moved in to...</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...harpoon and African people picture. We added a temple, Jesus and rearranged the furniture. </td></tr>
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1. Aimee and I share a bed. Happy to report she's a dime. No blanket stealing, sleep talking, snoring or violent thrashing.<br />
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2. We have a naked lady clock...<br />
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3. There is a mop in our bathroom full of disgusting smelly water. We need to dump it out buuuut, it has yet to happen. I dropped my comb in it and a cry of distress escaped my mouth. It's that bad. As Kelsey put it, "It's going to become infested with microbes and you're never going to be able to use it again!! <br />
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4. The view from our kitchen window looks like it's from Taken. Ya know the part where she is watching her friend get kidnapped from across the little courtyard thing? It's exactly like that, but it another person's apartment we can see into instead of our own. Needless to say our blinds stay shut.<br />
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5. Our shower is...special...it has no curtain, it is dingy/stained/cracked/has semi exposed pipeage, aaaaand we had to squat under the spout in order to bathe our bodies. I say <i>had</i>, because that problem has been resolved. It randomly stopped working one day so we had to improvise. Turn the water on, squat, and just take that loofah to town. I was scared to actually sit in the shower and make myself comfy so I spent the duration squatting and rotating my body to wash the soap off. I really wish there was a way to record what we had to do without turning it into a complete porno. I kept giggling while I "showered" because it's hard to believe I'm <i>actually </i>in Romania...unable to bathe like a normal human being. <br />
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6. Along with our risque clock, our apartment came outfitted with 3 Shrek cups. I get the gingerbread man, Aimee has donkey and Kelsey has Shrek :)<br />
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7. Kelsey has a BOMB. That might be a slight exaggeration, but she has an alarm that <i>sounds</i> like a bomb. Yesterday morning I woke up terrified because I thought there was a bomb alarm going off or we were experiencing our first Romanian fire drill. I sat up in bed confused and still asleep, and Amiee stood up and looked out the window to see if people were evacuating. It sounded like sirens from WWII movies were blaring through our apartment. All the sudden it stopped so we just went back to bed and pretended it didn't happen haha Later we found out that it was only Kelsey’s alarm clock. She told us that she doesn’t wake up for anything so she has to have an alarm clock that wakes other people up so they will force her to wake up and turn it off.<br />
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8. Making dinner for the first time was quite the experience. Like I said before you have to light the burners and oven with a match. We managed to get the stove going so we cooked our pasta and vegetables and warmed up our sauce. The oven was giving us <b>major</b> issues (we still don't know how to work it after having our facilitator look at it...) so once again we worked with what we had. We lit all the burners, put our bread on a pan, and stuck it on top! We wanted to get it a little toasted and melt some cheese on top, and it wasn't a complete disaster! Despite a little bit of smoke and ash, I'd give the meal a pass card! We'll learn.<br />
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<br />Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-34142939138258547522012-04-27T10:44:00.000-06:002012-04-27T10:44:02.854-06:00April 24-26Wow. What a week! It’s kind of gross, but I haven’t showered in 5 days...in my defense I lost an entire day time traveling, and since it was night the last time I was fortunate enough to bathe, I’d say it’s only really been 3.5 days. Lucky me! <br /><br /><b>Tuesday</b>: Wake up. Strawberry mini wheats. Make up. Pack. Go. <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">*Realize that the departure time on my ticket had been misread and my flight is at 11. Not 8. This explains all the strange looks and “comforting” reassurances during check in. They thought I was arriving 4 hours early because I was scared. How sweet...</span><br />
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*Go to the bathroom. See someone I think I know, but the lighting is weird and only half his face is visible. Instead of approaching a stranger and embarrassing myself more than necessary I shoot him a text asking if he just happens to be at SLC International. He is. I approach the guy that really isn’t a stranger and I don’t embarrass myself. We talk. We discover that we land in Amsterdam at the same time. He says he will pick me up at my gate once we land. We take a picture. See you in 12 hours...Bye...<br />
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*Horrox, not Horcrux. The 2nd counselor from my BYU singles ward is Brother Horrox but his name brings flashes of Harry Potter and soul splitting to my mind. Him and his wife sit across from me while I wait to board. New York, England and Spain. This is the first time that he will have been out of the country and all he is bringing is a backpack. Un freakin believable. </div>
<span style="font-size: large;">*SO hot, SO tall, SO volleyball. The BYU Mens Volleyball team was right next to the door as I was getting on the plane to Seattle so naturally I had to take a picture with them. I had a fight with my mind for about 3 seconds about weather or not I should, but I knew I would kick myself if I didn’t sooo I did. Really redundant. Sorry. </span><br />
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*<b>MISSIONARIES</b>!!! :D Why are missionaries so cool?! Really though, I love them with all my heart. Something about them is so adorable it makes me want to shrink them down to pocket size and carry them around. Literally half of the seats from SLC to Seattle were occupied by missionaries. The boy and the girl kind. There was a sister missionary sitting next to me so we started talking :) Her name is Sister Linford and she is from Salt Lake going to Berlin, Germany. I talked about how I have a secret vendetta against her high school because they beat us in the semi finals for state lacrosse my senior year. She talked about about she knows my friend Tehya. Then we talked about our missions. Hers to Germany and mine to Romania. Not to save souls, but to save lil babies. She asked how I became interested in the program, told her about my Human Development major...blah blah blah. She told me how her mom LOVES that kind of stuff and that she is the head of adoption for LDS Family Services in Utah. WHAT?! I began “gushing” about how that is soooo neat, and exactly what I want to do when I grow up. Well, Sister Linford informed me that her mom is always looking for interns, and for people to come and speak. Apparently they started this new thing where they invite birth moms, or the children to go around to different groups and give a presentation/talk/speech things. I gave her my information, and she gave me her mom’s so we’ll see if anything happens there!</div>
*On the 10 hour flight to Amsterdam I watched 5 movies, 2 of which were a complete waste of time, ate a TON of food, and didn’t sleep a wink. I was in a state of shock when it came to the food. They just kept throwing it at us! I ate so so so much. And drank a lot too. Luckily the cute old lady I was sitting next to became my best friend and she didn’t mind moving in order to let me use the restroom. <br />
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*Got to Amsterdam, met up with Jake, bought some Fanta, and bought a T-shirt. You have to go through security again before you board the plane so I went through security, sat down, and was promptly kicked out. In a nice way. Apparently you can’t just go through security anytime. You have to wait until your plane is boarding. Unfortunately for me there wasn’t any seating outside of the "after security" area, so I had to sit on the ground for a couple hours. In Romania you aren’t supposed to sit on the ground because it causes you to become infertile, so all the oldies waiting to go to Bucharest with me probably thought I was some savage prostitute out to kill my eggs...</div>
<span style="font-size: large;">*Chelsea finally came, we took some classy pictures via photobooth and flew some more...ate some more, and met up with the other girls right as we had to get our passports checked. </span><br />
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<br />*We got our luggage, waited for 2+ hours to check in, sat around for another 3 hours because our plane was delayed, ate more free airport pity food, oogled over Liam Hemsworth’s ridiculous good looks and the fact that Kelsey’s boyfriend could be his twin, and sat there really bored. Romanians are a very quiet people. 14 American girls on “quiet” mode are about 50 decibels louder than anyone else. We could have been cited for disrupting the peace, but luckily no one cares too much at 1 in the morning. Chelsea slept like a rock the whole time. What a trooper.<br />
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*Got to Iasi. E-mailed the fam, hopped in a taxi, rode in a terrifying elevator and went to sleep.<br />
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<br /><br />34 hours of travel, 2 hours of sleep. BUT I MADE IT ALIVE AND THAT IS ALL THAT MATTERS. Right now I am in a tired funk...<i>sorry</i><br />
I have more pictures from the last couple days! Watch for up. Romania is beautiful.Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-64257423594954294452012-04-27T02:32:00.001-06:002012-04-27T02:32:45.374-06:00Things to note:Drivers here have received personal invites to run down every person within a 10 yard radius of their car. They are INSANE. Sometimes I say “100 points if you hit them!” Referring to someone taking their sweet time walking across the parking lot, but drivers here have more motive than that. They drive where they want, when they want. Sure there are rules, but not a soul obeys the rules, so it works. Kinda. It’s like Bountiful High’s parking lot, you have to go with the flow at all times or else you <b>will</b> die. That’s why parents in that parking lot are the number one crash victims. They just don’t understand the logic! At first I thought seeing cars parked on the side walks was pretty funny, now I’ve realized if they parked anywhere else their car would be demolished, without question, within 5 minutes. I haven’t figured out how the natives know which cars flying in your direction will stop, or at least slow down, and which ones won’t, so for now I’m just crossing the street when other people do.<br /><br />There are stray dogs EVERYWHERE in Iasi. Not the gross mangy kind with matted hair and goopy eyes. The adorable ones that look so soft and melt your heart when they walk over to you. I want so badly to pet one, but I’m scared of getting fleas! If they keep starin’ me down with those puppy dog eyes of theirs I am going to have to cave. I can’t resist some puppy lovin. When we got off the plane in Iasi two little kittens greeted us. I'm glad there aren't kitties everywhere though...cats are kinda gross. <br /><br />The men here...oh dear...let’s just say the theme of this trip is the 2 B’s. Babies and Boys. The men are SOOO attractive. They don’t come like this in the United States!! Stylish, but not gay. Tall, dark and handsome, yet not rugged enough to be a cave man. Last but not least, foreign. I think that is the main reason I’m attracted to every person on the street with a dominant Y chromosome. There are simply not men like this available in Utah. I feel like Provo in particular, has a very cookie cutter assortment of guys. Not a lot of variety. I’m sure the Romanian natives might say the same thing about themselves, but hey, this girl doesn’t mind.<br />
<br />Since we are discussing appearances, let me just say how blonde I am. Not in the way I act since, ya know, I’m trying NOT to draw attention to myself, but just me-my natural self. I am blonde. And lemme tell ya, blonde hair and blue eyes sure stick out like a sore thumb in Romania! I think it’s fair to say that even if I spoke fluent Romanian and didn’t walk around with a herd of other girls, people would still stare. I went from the cliche blonde haired, blue eyed, tanned and semi fit girl that lives in EVERY apartment complex in Happy Valley, to the minority. No one wants to be a clone, but no one wants to be a freak show either. Where’s the happy medium on this?! What happened to the golden mean?<br /><br />Grocery shopping is a blast. If I was betting on myself I would bet that grocery shopping and shopping at the piatza would become one of my favorite things to do while living here. Normally I hate going to a new grocery store because basic items are on different isles, and even after a year I continue to search for said items on the old store’s isles. Problematic item number 2- they don’t stock the same brands. Well, when you are living in a new country you don’t know jack squat about the grocery stores! You don’t know what foods are good, what foods are even considered normal, and you don’t know where to find a single thing. Lucky for you though, prices are in the exact same spot so you can still spot a bargain. There are so many new foods I cannot wait to try! I don’t even mean things as exotic as cabbage rolls or stuffed peppers. I want to eat all the traditional foods too, but I’m talking about grocery store purchases like juice, cereal, yogurt, bread, and cheese! So. Much. To. Try. Another quirk that will make grocery shopping fun, you have to buy your grocery sacks! It’s not like good ole’ Smiths Market where they bag your grapefruit in a different bag than your bananas and yams. When you begin to check out you tell the cashier how many bags you want, she scans them, and then scans your food while you bag it all up! We can also only buy as much food as we want to carry home so that’ll prevent me from gorging myself and coming home looking like a beached whale that they have to roll out of the airplane...yea food...yea fitness...<br />
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I swear you'll hear about the planes, the plane food, the plane people, the lack of plane sleep, and plane delays, but there's a lot to say so it might be a while. <br />
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<br />Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-12020312295151850432012-04-26T07:58:00.000-06:002012-04-26T07:58:32.210-06:00Peach scented TPI'm in the middle of an actual post about all my adventures from traveling around the world, but all I want to say for now we have PEACH SCENTED TOILET PAPER. And it is the color of peaches. Unbelievable. No need for air freshener when you have something like that in the water closet. Over and out. Look for something nice and long within the next 24 hours!Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-1280334348026924432012-04-15T12:10:00.000-06:002012-04-15T12:10:52.300-06:00getting creativeSometimes when you take a final you don't know an answer or two.<br />
...or anything at all....<br />
I had to get REAL creative on my Romanian final yesterday.<br />
One question required me to use the word purple.<br />
Did I know that word?<br />
NOOOOOO.<br />
So, in a moment of sheer brilliance I combined my art skills with my limited Romanian intellect and wrote:<br />
"<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps">albastru</span> <span class="hps">+</span> <span class="hps">roşu=? (purple)" </span></span><br />
<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps">I knew the words for blue and red, and if you combine the 2 you get purple. Duh. They just have to solve a simple math equation!!</span></span><br />
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<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps">Sometimes your brain gets so packed with useless facts that when it comes time to recall the important stuff it just won't come out. </span></span><br />
<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps">I needed the word for boots (a lot of this test was vocabulary to do with colors, shopping, kids, etc.)</span></span><br />
<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps">I KNEW the word, but it was just lost in the filing cabinets of my brain somewhere. </span></span><br />
<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps">All I could think about were body parts, food, names of toys, and everything else that was useless. </span></span><br />
<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps">I literally sat there for a good 5 minutes trying to figure out what it was.</span></span><br />
<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps">That's what I get for not making up a mnemonic device! </span></span><span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps"> </span></span><br />
<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps">I decided to throw the towel and wrote:</span></span><br />
<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps">"....pantof mare...." (big shoe) and out to the side I put "A boot is just a big shoe right...?"</span></span><br />
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<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps">Hopefully my last ditch efforts were as amusing to the TA as I thought they were. </span></span><br />
<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps">A for creAtivity? </span></span><br />
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<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="hps">***the appearance of my blog is slowly coming back to life. thoughts? it's a work in progress.***</span></span>Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-80831470261805918372012-04-11T13:09:00.001-06:002012-04-11T13:10:53.240-06:0019 Days of Nonsense: I SUCK AT BLOGGING<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">By now I think all of us have come to the realization that I suck at blogging. 19 Days of Nonsense didn't last long. (I also accidentally deleted my picture/title thing and don't know how to make it reappear. Still working on that.) In a final attempt to redeem myself I just wanted to announce that my alma mater was victim to a bomb scare today. It was more than a scare, but luckily the so called bombs were made out of 2 liter soda bottles, dish soap and foil...? Don't ask me how it all worked. Don't quote me on that either. KSL has the cold hard facts. The little scoundrels decided it would be fun to blow up the spiral stair case. I'd guess they weren't "True Braves" and were filled with teenage angst. For those of you who aren't familiar with the traditions of Bountiful High, in order to become a True Brave you have to kiss someone on the spiral stair case. Been there, done that. Everyone does it. You can tell we are all die hard romantics right...? Whoever did it also placed their makeshift explosives somewhere else in the school and parking lot. LOCKDOWN. BOMB SQUAD. It sounds pretty legit to me. Even though I wasn't there to reap the rewards of shortened class, I'm loving the tweets and facebook statuses. (Bountiful High is trending for all you Twitter users. Awww yea) Here are some favorites:</span></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span style="font-size: large;">"Bomb update: it wasn't a bomb at all, it was really just a portable meth lab explosion. Just waiting for the official statement to be released confirming this." Brooke Parrish-FB</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">"I got kicked out of Bountiful High for letting pigs in the assembly... i dont even want to know what these bomb kids have in store haha" Ty Talbot-FB</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">"Boy I'm glad I became a true brave before today....LONG LIVE THE SPIRAL STAIRCASE!" Lisa Cheney-FB</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Yes, Bountiful High is trending. Because we blow everything WAY out of proportion! <a class=" twitter-hashtag pretty-link" data-query-source="hashtag_click" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search/%23lovemyschool" title="#lovemyschool"><s>#</s><b>lovemyschool</b></a><a class=" twitter-hashtag pretty-link" data-query-source="hashtag_click" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search/%23BHSlockdown" title="#BHSlockdown"><s>#</s><b>BHSlockdown<span style="color: black;">"</span></b><span style="color: black;"><u>Luke </u>Larsen_Twitter</span></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Woke up thinking today would be a good day. Then I found out someone tried to blowup the spiral staircase.... <a class=" twitter-hashtag pretty-link" data-query-source="hashtag_click" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search/%23bountifulgirlproblems" title="#bountifulgirlproblems"><s>#</s><b>bountifulgirlproblems</b></a></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: large;">" Kelli Carlson-Twitter</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"The awkward moment when you are in the bathroom and you hear lockdown.</span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: large;">" Retweeted by Kade Nordfors-Twitter</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Dad: are you ok? Me: Nope.. Im dead... <a class=" twitter-hashtag pretty-link" data-query-source="hashtag_click" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search/%23bhslockdown" title="#bhslockdown"><s>#</s><b>bhslockdown</b></a></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: large;">" Retweeted by Austin Gleave-Twitter</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Chemistry on the spiral... Dang. Locked down the whole school. <a class=" twitter-hashtag pretty-link" data-query-source="hashtag_click" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search/%23dangerouslove" title="#dangerouslove"><s>#</s><b>dangerouslove</b></a></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: large;">" Retweeted by Katelyn St. John</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"If the spiral is damaged in any way...somebody's gonna die <a class=" twitter-hashtag pretty-link" data-query-source="hashtag_click" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search/%23BHSlockdown" title="#BHSlockdown"><s>#</s><b>BHSlockdown</b></a></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: large;">" Adam Alvey-Twitter</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Playing Kool & The Gang's "You dropped a bomb on me" during the lockdown. Too soon? <a class=" twitter-hashtag pretty-link" data-query-source="hashtag_click" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search/%23BHSlockdown" title="#BHSlockdown"><s>#</s><b>BHSlockdown</b></a></span><span style="color: black; font-size: large;">" Patrick Page-Twitter</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"This lockdown is an answer to my senioritis prayers. <a class=" twitter-hashtag pretty-link" data-query-source="hashtag_click" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search/%23godworksinmysteriousways" title="#godworksinmysteriousways"><s>#</s><b>godworksinmysteriousways</b></a></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: large;">" Retweeted by Brett Jones-Twitter</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="js-tweet-text" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"false alarm chemical "bond" going on at the spiral" Jayne Wortley-Twitter</span></div><div class="js-tweet-text" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="js-tweet-text" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">"It was Doc Stone In the Spiral Stair Case, with the toilet bowl cleaner" Jacob McIntosh-FB</span></span></div><div class="js-tweet-text" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="js-tweet-text" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">They are gems. Every last one of them.</span></span></div><div class="js-tweet-text" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><br />
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</div>Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-7225766367898071012012-04-08T00:15:00.000-06:002012-04-08T00:15:14.202-06:0019 Days of Nonsense: Tiffany'sToday I found the <b>PERFECT</b> engagement ring.<br />
It looks like every ring I have ever pinned on Pintrest, but sparklier.<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I'm in love!!</span><br />
...with an inanimate object instead of human being.<br />
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That's the first problem.<br />
Second problem...it costs a pretty penny.<br />
I mean $20,600 pretty pennies.<br />
A girl can dream right?<br />
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(Just for the record it creeped me out MAJOR to see it on my ring finger when I tried it on.)Rylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-79162153814590601032012-04-06T22:36:00.001-06:002012-04-06T22:36:15.237-06:00Pardon the dustits going to be a LOOOOONG few days while I reconfigureRylie Sandorfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17846130297543937909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914204116718293870.post-57113693567257496252012-04-06T21:54:00.000-06:002012-04-06T21:54:00.431-06:0019 Days of Nonsense: The Little Things<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I love my mom. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">She does a lot of little things that add up!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The 2 things that mean a lot to me at the moment are:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">1-Every time I come back from Provo there is a single blue (vanilla) Tootsie Roll waiting for me on my pillow. We go grocery shopping together when I am home, and at one point I mentioned to her how those were my favorite flavor. Either that, or she figured it out when I would pick them out of my grandmas candy bucket. I didn't want the chocolate, I wanted the blue tootsies. It is a small token of affection, but it is something I have come to appreciate and look forward to when I visit Bountiful.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2-She ALWAYS gets the popcorn refills when we go to movies. Unless we had dinner before hand, my family can pound the stuff down. I had one of those, "Wow. I'm not mature enough to be a mom. Moms are so unselfish..." moments when I went to see the Hunger Games with my mom and sister. Hannah had already seen the movie twice, so when we needed more popcorn she offered to go get it. It was right then that I realized that my mom had always done it for us. Even if she had never seen the movie. She would get up, leave for a few minutes, and come back with rations. That floored me. I sat there thinking to myself how cool it is that she would do that for us. I couldn't do it. I hate leaving during movies I HAVE seen. I couldn't just get up and go during a brand new movie, and yet here my mom does it without batting an eyelash. As silly as it is, that really REALLY touched my heart. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My words are stuck in my brain right now, so I'm going to stop trying to be sentimental. On a completely unrelated note, my new backpack came today!! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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