Vegas!

Once upon a time I went hiking in flip flops. First of all, that's really dumb. Second of all... that's really really dumb. Amidst the hiking and talking, I tripped and scratched up my foot pretty badly. I thought it would be fine. I didn't tell anyone... because it's just a scratch! Well, instead of getting better like most scratches do, it got worse.. and worse.. and worse! I called Dad and sent him a picture of my foot to his phone and he told me it was infected and I had something growing in it! Gross!!!! I'll spare you the pictures... They are gross. :) He then said that he and Mom would be in Vegas at a medical meeting and Caitie and I should come that weekend so that he could look at my foot. Funny thing though... the day before we left, my foot started getting better. :)

It was a total blast and I'm so so grateful we went. I wouldn't be surprised if Heavenly Father made my scratch infected just so I would take the time to go see my parents. It was so fun to ride in the car with Caitie both there and back. We had so much fun!!! The four of us walked along the strip and went swimming in some way awesome pools. We also had dinner with Dr. Frackelton (the Doctor that Dad works with). And we went to this AMAZING buffet at the Rio hotel. We had crab legs and every kind of food you can ever even think of. Seriously it was amazing.

Here are some pics of our randomness!!!

Caitie and me in front of Bellagio

Caitie at the restaurant where we ate with Dr. Frackelton.

Caitie in front of the strip.

The bellagio fountain. It was gorgeous!!

Again Bellagio fountain

We just thought this was really cute. :)

And this too!!

Me waiting for Mom and Dad!! :)

Bellagio fountains!!

Dinner at the buffet... like I said... AMAZING!

Mom and Dad at Bellagio!

Memories

I don't know what to say. All I know is that I know Heavenly Father is bouying me up. He's there. I wish everything happened the way I wanted... but I know that Heavenly Father's plan is infinitely more perfect than mine. Go figure. I miss my friend so so much.

I am grateful for:

Schoolwork to keep me busy
Caitie
Good friends
Heavenly Father
Sunny Days
Scriptures
The scratch on my foot
Memories
Emotions
The spirit
My health
That I am not using crutches around campus (especially the RB stairs)
My warm bed
My apartment
Hope
Love
Fall colors
Campfires
More memories
Cooking
Eating :)
Children
Teaching
Storybooks
My theater teacher
Nathaniel's emails
My blanket
Fluffy
Mountains
Nieces and Nephews
My sisters in-law
My brothers
My parents
General Conference
Women's Chorus
The temple
Ice cubes
Fresh vegetables
My voice
Pictures
Friends that live in Provo
Stupid facebook
hikes
A working car (thanks Mom and Dad!)
Good music
and more memories

Angelic Aliya!

These are the pictures of my beautiful new niece Aliya!!! We are so excited to have her in the family! We are praying for her while she is in NICU.

Forever Friends

It was about 10:30 am when I pulled into the driveway of a quaint little pink house in Provo, Utah. With tears streaming down my face, I knocked on the door. "Is Audrey here?" I asked. She wasn't. Her sister Nora was quickly summoned and I was ushered into Nora's bedroom where she promptly handed me a box of kleenex and a glass of water. "Do you want some ice cream? I have chocolates!" I smiled through my tears. Leave it to a Hunter sister to make me feel at home.

I sat down in her room and started crying again and telling her the story of how frustrated I am with everything going on in my life right now. My financial aid hasn't gone through and school starts on Tuesday, I needed to finish cleaning out Mom and Dad's house that they sold (just some touch-up stuff), stress about organizing my own apartment, work, school, getting sick, etc...

After I vented and cried for a good half hour, she took me to school to help me with the financial aid. After that, she and Audrey drove with me to Salt Lake to help clean Mom and Dad's house. And to top it all off, Audrey came home with me and did my hair and helped me feel so beautiful!

At the end of the day as I read my scriptures, my eyes again filled with tears. This time though, they were tears of gratitude for the relationships Heavenly Father has blessed me with.

Lava lavas (man skirts!)

Dr. Mike, Emilie and Darin!

A Snapshot of Hawaii!

My Mom and I are currently in Hawaii!!!!!! My favorite part thus far was Sacrament meeting. Mom and I walked into a small room with folding chairs (for anyone who reads this from my old Riv ward, it was almost as big as room 710 in the Marriott building). The first thing I noticed was when the opening hymn began, I was humbled by all the people singing. There were as many people in the room as there are in a small branch and the music was sung louder than it is in a full-sized ward. It was so beautiful!! Off-key though it was, it sounded beautiful.

The second thing I noticed were all the people. I know I know! It seems a little backwards, but I am a music major! :) The men walked in wearing lava lavas (man skirts) and the women walked in with leis, flower headbands and gorgeous, long, flowing hair. There were men and women from all different countries; China, Korea, Japan, Fiji, America, Africa, Tonga, Croatia, Samoa and countries of which I have never heard.

The talks were beautiful and heartfelt. The most touching part of the meeting for me was when there was a special musical number. Two Hawaiians stood up and they began singing a cappella. Both voices were shaky and they were very nervous. Then another Hawaiian came in from the back of the room and began singing with them. After that, a couple came up from the audience and began singing. And finally, several priesthood leaders who were sitting at the front stood up and sang with the group. It was such a beautiful number. And so different than the ones we usually hear on the mainland. There will be pictures to come!!!

I did it!!

For the last three weeks my friend has wanted to hike up to Cascade Ridge in Provo Canyon. It's not a bad hike... ten miles. However, I rarely go hiking! I enjoy the short pleasant hikes that are 1, 2 or 3 miles long. The longest hike I've ever been on was to the Timpanogos Caves and that was only 3 miles. The longest walk I've ever been on was from Nauvoo to Carthage and I think that was 23 miles (correct me if any of my Nauvoo-ers read this!) :). The walk to Carthage was tough!!!!!!!!!!!! I kept putting off the hike, and putting off the hike and he kept wanting to go and wanting to go until finally I conceded.

We went to the store and he usually just brings one bottle of water, but I had him buy three bottles a piece. We loaded the waters into a backpack (the backpack happened to be on HIS back :) ) and began our journey.

Now, I seem to have this large fear of wild animals, or maybe just a fear of large wild animals... :) I don't know, but I wanted to make sure I knew what to do if a bear showed up, or a snake, or a deer, or a large, possessed bird, etc... so in between huffing and puffing, I asked him what we would do. He wasn't afraid of bears. He said the only animals he worried about were cougars and moose. He worried about cougars because they hunt people and moose are grumpy and huge and giant and scary and they charge!!!!! Anyway, that seemed to be much of our conversation on the way up. :)

I had a really hard time going up. The first 3 1/2 miles were great. I was feeling strong and I felt like I could do it. All of a sudden, we got to the steep part. I fell down twice because it was really steep. At one point, my body felt so weak I said a prayer in my heart that Heavenly Father would help me up the mountain. Right after I finished the prayer, my friend turned around and gave me a walking stick that he had found on the trail. Coincidence? I think not! It helped a lot, and I had a bit more energy to get to the top.

When we finally did get to the top, the view was breathtaking! I was in awe at the mountains. I absolutely LOVED the view. I could see Provo on one side, and Mount Timp on the other. Timp is only a half mile higher than we were so it was fun to be close to it. We hallooed to the mountains and heard our echos. We had a snowball fight (there is still snow on the mountains. :) It was just gorgeous.

After we rested for a bit, we began the hike back down. We were going to slide down on the snow, but thought better of it. :) After we finished the steep part ( my legs were shaking at this point), my friend stopped in his tracks and said, "Check it out!" in a hushed voice. I turned and looked and there about 20 feet off the trail was a giant, scary, huge, ginormous, with-big-antlers moose! Now, if you remember from before, my friend said that the moose was one of TWO animals he feared. That meant the moose was even higher on my list of feared animals. I was absolutely petrified. I would not move. I wanted to wait until the moose left and then continue down the mountain, but by then it would be dark and the cougars would be out. My friend finally convinced me to keep moving and just act normal. I continued down the mountain. I was shaking now not just from complete exhaustion, but from fear.

After about ten minutes, I forgot the moose and felt fine. We started joking and laughing and then my friend stiffened up. I looked where he was looking and there was another moose.... MUCH bigger than the last one about 25 feet from trail. This time... I really did not want to keep moving. HE was HUGE!!!! And there he was, just eating and looking pleasant. As I was looking at the moose, completely terrified, across the trail ran a big buck. It was beginning to be ridiculous to me!

We just kept walking down the trail --looking normal, right? :) And everything turned out fine. It started getting darker and I started to get worried about the cougars so we kind of started running down... even though my legs felt like they were going to fall off. We switched which side we were walking on depending on which side of the forest I was nervous about. :)

*sigh* needless to say, we made it safely off the mountain. We were both exhausted, but it felt so good to (can I say this?) conquer the mountain. It felt really really good. I DID IT!!!!!!! :)

Life Lessons

For the last year or so, some of my really good friends and I have gone singing every Sunday to a care center. We have walked the halls and found whatever doors were open and asked if they wanted to hear a favorite hymn. We sang to those walking in the halls. We harmonized when we could. Often, we didn't all sound great together, but the spirit was always very strong. It was my place to forget myself for the week and think about those wonderful people. The last time we went, two of my favorite people were no longer there. The nurses wouldn't tell us if they went home or if they passed on. My friend JJ called their families and found out that two of our favorite fans had passed on. I want to share with you some of my favorite memories of these two incredible men and a couple of other experiences that have really touched my heart.

I met Jake first, so I will talk about him. He was probably in his late 80's or 90's. He was often in his room with his wife and they would talk at each other all the time (I'm sure we've all met couples like that). :) Every time we came, he got so excited. He loved to talk and flirt with the girls. He always had the biggest grin on his face and he truly appreciated our music. I loved singing for him because he never wanted us to stop. He loved telling jokes and we loved to listen to them and laugh -not because the jokes were funny - but because he thought they were funny and he was old. So we laughed. He expected us every week. When we didn't show up, he was extremely disappointed and made sure we knew that the next week. It was nice to be missed. He too, will be missed.

The next humble man I want to talk about is Mike. When we met Mike, he had just had one leg amputated. He was in his 50's and had the most pure, humble spirit I think I've ever felt. He wanted to get to know each of us. He asked where we were from and what our names were. He had favorite hymns for us to sing. When we sang them, tears streamed down his face and he sang right along with us. We noticed that he had a guitar up against the wall and we asked him to play for us. He told us how awesome his hometeachers were because they bought the guitar for him to learn while he was there. He hadn't learned any songs yet. Luckily, one guy in our group, JJ, knew how to play really well and taught him a few chords. JJ asked Mike what songs he wanted to learn and over the next few weeks, every Sunday JJ gave a guitar lesson to Mike. The next time we saw Mike, his other leg was amputated. We came and sang and he told us that he wasn't able to go to church anymore and having us there made him feel like Heavenly Father still loved him. He cried and cried. He told us about his kids. His daughter was just about to go to her first prom. He always looked forward to our visits. I learned absolute humility from him. He was so humble and he cared about each of us. What a wonderful man. I feel so blessed to have known him.

Here is an experience I will never forget. We walked into one woman's room last Sunday and there was opera music blaring on her CD player. She was conducting the music and singing right along to it. When we tried to ask her questions, she stared off into space. We turned off the CD and started singing "Where Can I Turn For Peace?". Immediately she started sobbing and singing with us. We held her hands and kept singing a couple more hymns. As I looked around her room, there were pictures of her family and awards she had won and a picture with her and her husband with the President of the US. What was her life like?

I know this sounds cliche, but I really feel like when I go to sing to those people, it's more therapeutic for me than it is for them. I need that time to forget myself and think about other people. They have so much love. They have lived so much more life than me. What can I learn from them even for just a couple minutes a week? I have learned humility, enthusiasm, and how to feel.

"Every experience God gives us, every person He puts in our lives, is the perfect preparation for the future that only He can see ."

Corrie Ten Boom

Laughing Baby

This makes me smile every time I watch it. Enjoy!!!

21 REASONS WHY THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE IS HARD TO LEARN
(for all you linguists out there)

The bandage was wound around the wound.
The farm was used to produce produce.
The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.
We must polish the Polish furniture.
He could lead if he would get the lead out.
The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.
Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to the present.
A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.
When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.
I did not object to the object.
The insurance was invalid for the invalid.
There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.
They were too close to the door to close it.
The buck does funny things when the does are present.
A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.
To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.
The wind was too strong to wind the sail.
After a number of injections my jaw got number.
Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.
I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.
How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?

The Way the Cookie Crumbles

The Way The Cookie Crumbles

A friend of mine, returning to South Africa from a long stay in Europe found herself with some time to spare at London's Heathrow Airport. Buying a cup of coffee and a small package of cookies, she staggered, laden with luggage, to an unoccupied table. She was reading the morning paper when she became aware of someone rustling at her table. From behind her paper she was flabbergasted to see a neatly dressed young man helping himself to her cookies. She did not want to make a scene, so she leaned across and took a cookie for herself. A minute or so passed. More rustling. He was helping himself to another cookie.

By the time they were down to the last cookie in the package, she was very angry but still could not bring herself to say anything. Then the young man broke the remaining cookie in two, pushed half across to her, ate the other half and left.

Some time later, when the public-address system called for her to present her ticket, she was still fuming. Imagining her embarrassment when she opened her handbag and she was confronted by her package of cookies. She had been eating his. - Anonymous

Girls and Curls!

A couple weeks ago, Caitie and I were at my brother Dave's house for Sunday. We decided to have some fun with their girls and curl their hair. Aren't they adorable!!! I love these girls!!!

Shoot 'em up!

I've gone shooting before. I've shot rifles and shotguns, but a couple weeks ago, I shot a pistol for the first time. It was great!

My friend Brennan, and me
Showing me the ropes... er... guns!
The best feeling ever is when the soda can explode
Yes! I'm awesome! :)
Travis showing off.

It was so much fun!! I definitely want to go again... now I just need a gun!!!

Wake Up!!

I went wake boarding the other weekend with Sara, Caitie, and a couple guy friends! It was so much fun!! I got up the first time and I had a couple of really good runs. I seriously loved it. I want to get a lot better by the end of summer. I highly recommend wake boarding.. :)

Do you Espeako Espanish?

When I was young, my parents tried to incorporate Spanish into our daily routines whenever they could. There was a small time when we tried speaking only Spanish at the dinner table (that lasted for the first five minutes of the first dinner). We also read scriptures in Spanish for a couple of months while Mom and Dad tried to brush up on theirs. Mom and Dad also bought these language tapes with helpful Spanish songs on them like, " La Arana" (The Spider) and "Somos parta de la misma familia" (We are part of the same family) I think I spelled it correctly! I still remember some of the songs! :) I think a couple of my older brothers took Spanish in highschool and I started reading a Spanish textbook as part of my studies in homeschool, but I didn't keep up with it.

Unfortunately, I only remember a very small part of what I was brought up with. If I took Spanish here at BYU, I would probably pick it up fairly quickly, but I haven't made it a priority. This summer, I wish I had!

Caitie and I have decided to move to an apartment complex called the Glenwood. It's located right next to the English Language Center(ELC). Foreign students go there to study English before they go to BYU. As a result of living right next to the ELC, Caitie and I have two foreign roommates; one from Chile and one from Brazil. The girl from Brazil speaks English and Portuguese, but only speaks very little Spanish. The girl from Chile speaks Spanish and only a very very tiny bit of English. Caitie and I only know a tiny tiny TINY bit of Spanish. It has been an interesting summer so far. We speak very slowly and use many gestures to communicate with everyone. :) They are wonderful girls. I'm glad they live with us... I just wish I had learned Spanish better when I had the chance! I suppose now is as good a chance as any to begin again what my parents tried to start many years ago!

Sad Day

I have been in the BYU Women's Chorus for almost three years now. I have absolutely loved my experience with them! Next year however, I was hoping for a new experience. I decided to audition for Concert Choir (which is SATB). I haven't sung with guys for a while! I thought it would be fun. :) When I auditioned for Sister Hall yesterday, I was totally disappointed with my singing. I am pretty sure I did not make callbacks. I haven't sung since Women's Chorus let out Winter Semester and my range hasn't been as great as it was before then. Yesterday when I went in to audition, I felt like I couldn't hear the notes she played. My breath support was terrible. I was very nervous. I actually stopped at one point and asked if I could start again and she said that would be a good idea. :P The second time was only marginally better than the first. Oh goodness...

If I do end up making callbacks, I will be extremely surprised. But I still hope I do!!

The Provo Police

A few months ago, I was late to a dance routine that I was in charge of. I raced to a stop sign, pulled a California stop (more stop than California though!) and proceeded to turn right. Immediately, I saw lights flashing in my rearview mirror. Of course it happened when I was late for something!! The officer came up to the window and apologized and said he didn't want to be mean.... but I did not complete my stop at the stop sign (welcome to Provo!!! This is what keeps the Provo police busy...). After he apologized several times, he handed me a ticket and told me to have a nice day. Riiiiiiight...

A few weeks later, Caitie and I were driving somewhere (Caitie at the wheel) and we went through the same intersection. Now... not only did Caitie not stop... she seemed to gun through the stop sign after I told her to be careful because they are watching that intersection. Immediately, the lights came on and again the officer came to her window. He asked her what happened and she said she forgot there was a stop sign and didn't even slow down. He started laughing and said that since she was about 1 in 10 people who were honest about how she didn't stop, he would let her off with a warning. What the heck??!?!?!? I was pretty upset.

A few weeks later (notice a pattern?), Caitie bought a new car and the first day driving it, she got a ticket for speeding (serves her right!!! jk Caitie!! :)). Anyway, last night Caitie and I decided to go to traffic school together for family night. Good times... good times... It was actually really funny.

Since going to that class I've decided that I think that cops are the kids that got in trouble all the time when they were younger and still want to do crazy things and not get caught now that they're adults! This officer told us a story about how they went to the train tracks one day and there were two kids with just their heads popped up out of the ground on either side of the train tracks. The cops yelled at the kids and asked them why they did that. The kids said that they wanted to be the first ones to keep their heads there the whole time the train passed. The cops let them off with a warning. Next thing you know... here are two cop heads popping up on either side of the train tracks. They kept their heads there the whole time. The cop then said, "try explaining to your boss that you can't come into work for two weeks because you can't hear anything." It was hilarious. We seriously had a great time. The officer made it fun. And anything is more fun with family!!!

P.S. Feel free to add any police stories you think of!

No more school!! No more books!! No more teachers...

Can I just tell you how amazing it is to not be in school right now? I feel so less stressed! I have time to work out and eat real meals (rather than on-the-go food!). I even have time to go see a movie if I feel like it!! There isn't any homework on the back of my mind. I can just go and have a good time. The first couple of weeks out of school were strange for me. There was one day I decided to take a nap because I was completely exhausted. I couldn't fall asleep because I felt like there was something I HAD to get done. I was going through my head trying to figure out what it was and I realized I just felt like I must have a paper due or something. When I figured out what it was, I was able to sleep peacefully. :)



I am still pretty busy, but it's so nice because when I'm done with my day, I'm done. No papers due, no tests, no presentations... it really feels heavenly.



Because of this new-found freedom, I've made a list of goals that I'm getting more excited about! Caitie and I both have time to work out and we have worked on an incentive program-ish thing. :) For my birthday this year, Caitie and Nathaniel bought me a really awesome spa-day gift certificate and my coworker also bought me another gift certificate to another spa place and we've decided that after we work out for 10 days straight (excluding Sundays!) we can use one of the gift certificates together. I'm so excited!! It's even more fun to have Caitie doing it with me. Also, after running the 5K in April with Mom, Matt, and Britt, Caitie and I decided to run a 10K at the end of summer. We're starting to train now and it feels so good.



Some of my friends have said that they miss school a lot right now... not me, man! Not me!

MOTAB

Last night my brother Matt was set apart as a member of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. Our family was invited to the setting apart in the tabernacle and it will be forever one of the most memorable experiences of my life. When we walked up to door number three in the tabernacle, I wasn't sure what to expect. We were let into the tabernacle and we sat in the audience while the choir practiced. After a few minutes, a nice woman said, "Matt Gardner's family. Please follow me." We followed her up the stairs and down the hallway to a small room with very comfortable couches and chairs. We chatted as a family for a few minutes and then "Mr. Mac" Christensen (the choir president and owner of Mr. Mac) walked into the room. He had Matt introduce the family to him and then he talked about the room we were in. We were sitting in the Church President's room! That room is where ever prophet of the Church since Brigham Young sits before and after conference and every time they are in the tabernacle. What a humbling experience! Mr. Mac then talked about how much the Lord loves the choir and how President Monson is the advisor for the choir. Matt was then set apart and Mr. Mac asked him to bear his testimony.

The spirit was very strong. It was very humbling to be part of Matt's very special experience. It was also neat that he was set apart as a musical missionary for the Church. As Matt bore his testimony he commented on how neat it was that he could serve as a musical missionary again with my brother Josh (also in the choir) and his wife Melodie (in the orchestra at temple square) like they did in Nauvoo when they were performing missionaries together there. What an incredible experience. How grateful I am for music!

Gardner Reunion 2008

I really have the best family in the world! This week was the Stan Gardner reunion for the year 2008. The first day everyone settled in and unpacked and then we played games that night. There was a lot of laughter and a lot of catching up. The next day, we went to this little kids waterpark in Lehi. It was so much fun!!! We played watertag and helped the kids learn how to swim.






Sunday night was the most hilarious night we had! We have an old sleeping bag that Nathaniel laid down in and then everyone grabbed sides of it and we started throwing him into the air and catching him in the blanket. We proceeded to do that with all of the adults in our family--including Mom and Dad! With my brother Matt, we got so high, we couldn't keep him in the camera!

We then showed off our acrobatics to each other (well at least the boys did!). The girls then tried to be as cool by showing off how flexible we are. Melodie took the cake on that one!


On Sunday we had a family Sacrament meeting (with permission from our Bishop) and it was one of the most spiritual experiences I've ever had in my life. Everyone who had been on a mission talked about their missions and then the little kids sang "I am a Child of God". Mom and Dad spoke to all of us and then Nathaniel got up to speak. He bore a testimony about how he hadn't felt like he had the strength to go on his mission until this meeting. There were many tears and the spirit was very strong. I am so grateful for the Gospel of Jesus Christ!


That night we had a fireside given by Grandma and Grandpa Gardner. They came and talked about our geneology because they had just finished a trip to Scotland to learn about our ancestors. It was so awesome!!! I'm a direct descendent from Old King Cole!!! I'm also related to King Henry I (Hopefully not King Henry VIII!!) :) Anyway, it was such an awesome fireside!!



The rest of the time we've had various activities, games, laughter and a TON of food! Tonight we are going to watch my 4-year-old nephew give a cello recital. I am so grateful for my family!! We missed Joel and Heather a ton... (You better be here next time!!!!! It just wasn't the same without you guys!!)

Throughout the reunion, my heart was completely full. I was so full of gratitude for my family and for how much we love each other. I told my Heavenly Father I was grateful for eternal families and I'm excited to be with mine for eternity. When my Mom spoke on Sunday, she talked about the missionaries who knocked on her door when she was 14 years old. I too, am grateful for those missionaries who have made it possible for us to be together.

Finals

It's Finals week.... 'nuff said.

General Conference!

This year was amazing for Women's Chorus! Can you tell I'm excited about it?? :) The BYU Choirs had the awesome opportunity to sing in General Conference this year. Which meant that there was at least one Gardner singing in every session because I have two brothers in The Mormon Tabernacle Choir. :) Anyway, my favorite part of singing was actually the congregational hymn. Very few people have the chance to hear 20,000+ people sing a hymn at them. It truly was a beautiful experience. What a blessing to be able to share my testimony through song with the entire Church.

My good friend, Cade, and me

Also a good friend, Kadee, and me! :)

Swing Dancing!!

Well, apparently the clogging routine didn't scare my choir director away too much!! A few weeks ago, we started putting together our new set of pieces for a next choir concert for the BYU Women's Chorus. One of the sets we decided to perform was a bunch of swing and jazz music (so fun!!!). One of the songs we performed for that set was "In the Mood". I don't know how many of you know that piece, but if you looked it up on itunes, you would recognize it immediately. It's usually done as a band piece, but we sang the choir version.

Sister Applonie had me help with the "choirography" and then asked if I would help put a swing dance routine together. After several rehearsals and a race to find dancers, the dance was put together and it went beautifully!! Caitie, Nathaniel and I all danced in it and when the dancers ran back on stage after the concert, we received a standing ovation. Talk about energy!!!! It was soo much fun!! Here are just a few of the pictures from the concert.

Harold and I

Sitting in the library studying our brains out for the next round of tests, I suddenly realized that the library was closing and it was time to leave. I looked at my notes and couldn't help but laugh. For the last two or three minutes I had been diligently analyzing the score to Star Wars and the strange feeling that the music was all around me wasn't just me lost in my own head, but the closing mix they play to remind students that it is time to leave the friendly confines of the HBLL and go. Closing time, you don't have to go home, but you can't stay here! I looked up at Heather and sheepishly grinned, "I like the Carmina Burana mix better!" Heather stared up from her homework with that glazed look that only comes from studying long hours or eating doughnuts and said, "Emilie...that's sad. You know all of the closing library mixes." It's true. Lately Harold and I have been getting to know each other far too well. It started innocently enough. An afternoon meeting, a study group in the evening, but lately he's been more and more demanding, and it's getting to the point where we're going to have to talk! I know how he takes his chocolate milk in the morning, and I know what songs soothe him into gentle slumber. What's worse, while Star Wars isn't usually part of my analysis homework, several of his favorite lullabyes are and so the feeling of being constantly wrapped up in Harold persists even during my abortive efforts to study at home! And I'm not the only one. It's gotten so bad lately that I can stand at the door when the music starts and tell you exactly what measure of which piece my fellow music majors will emerge, bleary-eyed into the night to trudge wearily home. I'm not sure which is worse, the fact that I know, or the fact that I have analyzed all of the songs well enough to tell you!

:)

Here is the Washington Post's Mensa Inviational which once again asked the readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition. Here are the winners:

1. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period of time.

2. edited for content. :)

3. Intaxication: Euphoria at getting a tax refund, which lasts until you realize it was your money to start with.

4. Reintarnation: Coming back to life as a hillbilly

5. Bozone: The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.

6. edited for content. :)

7. Girafitti: Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.

8. Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't get it.

9. Inocculatte: To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.

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11. Karmageddon: It's like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's like, a serious bummer.

12. Decafalon: The grueling event of getting through the day consuming only things that are good for you.

13. Glibido: All talk and no action

14. Dopeler Effect: The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly

15. Arachnoleptic Fit: The frantic dance performed just after you've accidentally walked through a spider web.

16. Beelzebug: Satan in the form of a mosquito, that gets into your bedroom at three in the morning and cannot be cast out.

17. Caterpallor: The color you turn after finding half a worm in the fruit you're eating.

Clogging

I have not written on this thing in a very long time. I recently visited my Sister in-law's blog and was inspired to start writing again. :)

I am currently a section leader for the BYU Women's Chorus. It is one of the funnest things I have done at BYU. I love working with Sister Applonie and the other women in the choir. Every week we have a meeting with her to talk about struggles our sections are having with the repertoire and with each other. Before our last concert, we had a meeting where Sister Applonie asked if we had any ideas of how to make a French Canadian piece more exciting. As I looked over the instructions, I found that it was a "mouth music" piece that they used to sing for cloggers to dance to. I mentioned that to Sister Applonie and suggested we get some cloggers together and clog during the number. She couldn't see it so I had her sing the song while I clogged (imagine clogging or dancing in front of your college choir director... it was pretty amusing!). She loved it! And then she promptly put me in charge of putting it together.

I called some old clogging friends from the folk dance team and together we choreographed and performed an awesome clogging number with the BYU Women's Chorus. It was so fun to be in charge and to have it be such a success! That will definitely be one of my fondest memories of BYU.

Womanhood: The Highest Place of Honor

"I wonder if you sisters fully understand the greatness of your gifts
and talents and how all of you can achieve the 'highest place of
honor' in the Church and in the world. One of your unique, precious,
and sublime gifts is your femininity, with its natural grace, goodness, and
divinity. Femininity is not just lipstick, stylish hairdos, and trendy
clothes. It is the divine adornment of humanity. It finds expression in
your qualities of your capacity to love, your spirituality, delicacy,
radiance, sensitivity, creativity, charm, graciousness, gentleness,
dignity, and quiet strength. It is manifest differently in each girl or
woman, but each of you possesses it. Femininity is part of your inner
beauty.
"One of your particular gifts is your feminine intuition.
Do not limit yourselves. As you seek to know the will of our Heavenly
Father in your life and become more spiritual, you will be far more
attractive, even irresistible. You can use your smiling loveliness to bless
those you love and all you meet, and spread great joy. Femininity is part
of the God-given divinity within each of you. It is your incomparable
power and influence to do good. You can, through your supernal gifts, bless
the lives of children, women, and men. Be proud of your womanhood. Enhance
it. Use it to serve others."

James E. Faust "Womanhood: The Highest Place of Honor," Ensign, May 2000, 96

Dancing

I had the best time driving home from work yesterday! As I got into my car and started on the freeway, the radio started playing, "Everybody dance now!". Immediately my head started jerking to the rhythm (when I say jerking.... it really was! I was so into the song!). I kept dancing like that for a few more minutes and then a car drove up next to me. In the car, was a nice looking man and he was smiling. He had been driving behind me the whole time! I hope it made his day as much as it did mine!!! Even if I did blush when I realized he had been watching!

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Baby Emily

What a wonderful month this has been!! Baby Emily was born on May 9th at 7:54 pm. These are her proud siblings and family. We have another Emily Gardner in the family!!!! What a beautiful baby!! Congratulations Dave and Lori! We love you!! And we love little Emily!

Limbo

I don't really know what to write about. I feel like a lot has happened, and yet nothing really has. I feel I've learned a lot, but I'm right where I started. I feel like I'm moving forward in life, but I can't really see any steps. Everything has changed, and nothing has changed. I feel frustrated and excited. I feel anxious and calm. I'm distracted and focused. I'm bored and busy. I guess I just feel like I'm in limbo right now. I have no idea where I'm going to be in the next few months. I don't know who I'm going to be with. I feel like I'm ready for something new. I've been feeling that for a long time now. Caitie, Nathaniel and I moved from our old apartment, but the feeling still remains. There are a lot big decisions to make in life. It's just hard to be patient enough with yourself to feel good about what you want. And.. like Ted always says, "you can't have your cake and eat it too." I pray the Lord will guide my steps. And I pray that I'll be ready for it when He does.

A good day!

Good news!!! I got two jobs, a car, a personal fitness trainer, and Caitie and I are the only girls in our apartment right now!!!!!!!! It's been a good day. Yay for good days. :)

P.S.

My Jury went really really really well!!!!!!!!!!!!

A Tender Mercy

Last night as I was reading my scriptures, my mind was full of small worries about my jury today. Don't worry... it's not a jury at a legal court. :) For a music major, a jury is where you go perform some songs for the department of your instrument. So for me, I will be singing for the vocal department. It's a little nerve-rattling. They give you a report on your progress. The people who judge you are mostly nice people. For some reason though, my legs go numb and I have to concentrate on not falling over and crawling under the piano. While consentrating on that, I have to sing my very best for them! It's scary stuff... I tell you what!

Anyway, while I was reading my scriptures I came across this verse in 2 Nephi 32:9. It reads:
"9 But behold, I say unto you that ye must pray always, and not faint; that ye must not perform any thing unto the Lord save in the first place ye shall pray unto the Father in the name of Christ, that he will consecrate thy performance unto thee, that thy performance may be for the welfare of thy soul."

The Lord is wonderful, isn't He?

A New Niece!!!

I have a new niece everyone!!!! Her name is Della Lucinda Gardner. She is Matt and Britt's baby. She weighs 5 lbs. and she's 19 inches long. What a beautiful little family!!!! Congrats you guys! I love you!

My Last Masterclass

Tonight I sang at my very last masterclass at BYU. Before I sang, I was so excited to be done!! I was ready to celebrate! Now that it's over, I think I will miss it. I won't miss singing once a month, but I do think I'll miss listening to all of the amazing musicians that I've grown to love at BYU.

I had to sing tonight because at the beginning of the semester, my family went to California, so I missed my first performance. Tonight, was a make-up masterclass. Who would have thought that it would be the masterclass full of graduate students majoring in vocal performance????? All of these phenomenal singers sang before I did. My teacher then had me get up. The first thing I said when I got to the front of the room was, "You guys are all amazing!" They all tried to help me feel comfortable by saying they were excited to hear me perform. (instant look of terror inserted here!) "My name is Emilie Gardner and I will be singing Du Bist Wie Eine Blume by Franz Liszt" I began. The piano began playing the introduction and immediately my legs were paralyzed. I was so nervous! After I finished singing, my teacher told them all to think back to when they were freshman and imagine singing in front of the graduate students. All of the students gasped when they realized how nervous I must be. One even said he didn't even feel comfortable enough to look at the graduate students, let alone sing in front of them! he he.... little do they ALL know that I am actually a senior. I didn't really want to correct my teacher right there. I figured, it was better to have them think I was a freshman. :)

Anyway, my days of masterclass are done. My days in the school of music are numbered. I will miss this place a lot. As much as I have griped about the late hours of school, I really have loved it. It's amazing how grateful we are for what we have right after it's gone.

Huh??

I think I have officially reached the 'auto-pilot' stage of finals week. Every assignment is being completed mechanically-without any real thought to what I'm saying. This morning, I had a voice lesson and when I got there... I could not remember what the words were to my German song I'm singing at Juries next week!! The next weird thing was that I left my coat in the library. If anyone knows me, they know that I get really cold, really fast! How did I forget my coat in the library on a day like today!?? I didn't notice it was gone until after Women's Chorus. Weird! As I sat down to do my homework just now... I couldn't remember if I ate today.

Hmm... I'm really excited to have my brain back. I hope it comes back soon!!

Womanhood

Then a little later she writes: I read this verse in the Book of Revelation: "And there appeared a great wonder in heaven; a woman clothed with the sun, and the moon under her feet, and upon her head a crown of twelve stars." (Rev 12:1) As I read that scripture that morning, the sun shining brilliantly upon the written page, I can truly say that suddenly the glory and beauty and blessings of womanhood were illuminated in my heart. In my mind's eye I literally saw a woman--a woman like you--clothed with the sun, the moon under her feet, wearing a crown of stars. And the glory around her from all these celestial sources was light. To my limited view I could see "woman" as a transmitter, a conveyer, a conduit of light and love. I could see that a woman can, if she lives for it and wants it and asks for it and seeks it, be the medium through which gospel light and truth can pass to or be conveyed from one person to another.

~Sister Holland

His Plan

"Recently I was anxiously pleading with the Lord that he would bless my oldest son in a special way. As I was pleading, asking the Lord to please bless him, these words came so resoundingly into my mind: 'I am blessing him. Be patient with my plan.'" I was stunned. I was moved to tears. I realized I was handing my views and my understanding and my determination to Heaven in a commanding voice, saying, "Lord, here is your work as I have outlined it. Please notify my when you have bestowed my blessings, pursued my plans, and carried out my will." In sweet reply comes the mild rebuke, "If you don't mind, Patricia, I prefer to bestow my blessings and to do it in my way." When we content ourselves that God has not forgotten us, nor will He ever, and that He is blessing us (albeit, and thank heaven for it!) in His own way, then the views of a better world come before our eyes. If we can be patient with His process--which simply means having faith--if we can commune personally and often with Him, we can spare ourselves the emptiness and frenzy. . . .We can keep our minds fixed enough on etenity to remember that "God's ways are not our ways" and that the mysteries of godliness lie in Him--in His mind and His heart and His love. Those mysteries and that fulness will be ours only as we strive to make His mind and His heart and His love our own."


~Sister Holland

Tomorrow is a New Day

"Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense."


~Emerson