Friday, July 1, 2011

missing harmony

Four years ago, I became Harmony. I started working up at Brighton LDS Girls' Camp. The more I think about it, the more I miss what that name means to me. I miss being counselor to twelve year old girls and watching as they learn more about themselves and their potential. I miss being responsible for the upkeep of my home away from home. I miss feeling hardcore and dealing with mud and shovels and fire and bugs and little critters. I miss sleeping out under the stars, or at least pretending to sleep under the stars. I miss having 30+ best friends within walking distance.

Hearing my name, or the multiple nicknames on my nickname, makes me feel like a million bucks.  Harmony has changed me in more ways than I can explain but it is still easier to be Harmony while up the canyon than down here in the valley. Life up in the mountains is the greatest thing I have ever done.

2007- my first sunrise experience

2008- Walking up Guardsman

Me and my campers- one of my most memorable weeks

My first A&B, counselor of mountaineers

Super PD Harmony 2009

Processing Legend

Just a peek into the experience that made me who I am. The biggest thing I learned during my three years at camp is that I can do hard things. The hardest times are the ones that make the biggest difference. They are the ones that I value the most. That, and the amazing friends that I made along the way; the friends that I will keep forever. I love you guys to the moon and back! 











Wednesday, June 29, 2011

makes me smile

The past few days have been somewhat blue for me.
My sisters are gone to EFY.
Brighton is now in full swing.
More than one friend of mine is heading to London,
aka. one of my favorite places on earth.
And I'm here, in my room, at loose ends.

Therefore, I thought I would share something
that always makes me happy.
Ready. Set. Go.


Ahhh....I feel so much better. Hope you do too :)


Monday, June 27, 2011

love one another

Please don't think that I am praising any of my own abilities by posting my talk from Sunday. I simply wanted to post it because I learned a few things and was reminded of a lot and I wanted to share. I think we can never be too tired to think of someone to be loved. So, here you go. My talk from yesterday. The bishopric is joking that they'll have me speak three months in a row. I sure hope not.

(one of the greatest heart attacks I ever received)

Good Afternoon Brothers and Sisters. It is a privilege to speak today, especially surrounded by these wonderful sisters. I’m grateful that I have the opportunity to serve with them and I have much to learn from each of them.
(As Kiera mentioned,) we decided as a presidency to speak on Charity. As I began writing, I took a gander in the topical guide and was surprised at the number of references to the scripture, “Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind. This is the first and great commandment. And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love they neighbor as thyself.”
In His last private moments with his disciples, while time was quickly fading, just before He would perform the greatest act of love we will ever know, the Lord said, “A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another. By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to another.” In teaching, he repeats the basic concept three times. “Love one another.” How important is this commandment? During April Conference, besides the sustaining, and the statistical reports, there are only three or so talks that do not dwell on the topic of service, charity, or love. It consistently remains one of the greatest commandments.
In the talk “Followers of Christ,” given by Elder Walter F. Gonzalez, he teaches “We follow Christ because we love Him. When we follow the Redeemer out of love, we are following His own example. Through love the Savior was obedient to the will of the Father under any circumstance. Our Savior was obedient even when it meant great physical and emotional pain, even when it meant being whipped and mocked, even when it meant that His enemies would torture Him while His friends abandoned Him. The atoning sacrifice, which is unique to the mission of the Savior, is the greatest expression of love ever. “The chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.”
President Uchtdorf also explained, “It has been my experience that some of the most powerful promptings we receive are not only for our own benefit but also for the benefit of others. If we are thinking only of ourselves, we may miss some of the most powerful spiritual experiences and profound revelations of our lives….Brothers and sisters, we each have a covenant responsibility to be sensitive to the needs of others and serve as the Savior did- to reach out, bless, and uplift those around us.”
This is what we are all about. The Gospel of Jesus Christ is centered on the Savior and His ability to save each of us. We each want to be a follower of Christ and receive those powerful spiritual experiences that will change us. With the great number of people on this earth, we are able to be instruments in His hands and do physically what He cannot. Among his teaching to the Romans, Paul reminds them of the commandments such as thou shalt not commit adultery, thou shalt not kill, but the line that catches my attention completely says, “and if there be any other commandment, it is briefly comprehended in this saying, namely, Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself.” All other threads of the Gospel tie into this commandment because the Gospel belongs to Jesus Christ. What better example of pure love can we find anywhere than this, that he would lay down his life for his friends. Every part of his ministry was for the welfare of our souls. So should it be with us.
Go back to the basics. As primary children we learn that we are children of God. Every person who has or ever will live on this earth is a child of God. As such, we are brothers and sisters. We are established in families with others that we care about and love. We are required to show love to all those we meet because they are children of God too. God is no respecter of persons. He loves everyone more than we can understand. We love the Lord and desire to become perfect, even as He is. To be worthy of the great sacrifice made for us, we must be His hands in this world.
Everything that we teach, everything that we do is showing love in one form or another. Think of missionary work. Think of bearing testimony. Think of the humanitarian aid we provide. Home and Visiting teachers, Tithing, temple work, giving blessings through the power of the priesthood, etc. Jesus Christ lived for others. He lived for us. Never did He put his will before his neighbor. There is a reason why every mention of this great commandment to love one another is followed closely by the commandment to “put ye on the Lord Jesus Christ” and become perfect even as he is perfect.
We all know the story of the good Samaritan, a man who helped not only his neighbor, but his enemy. This Samaritan bound the beaten man’s wounds, placed him on his own beast, brought him to an inn, and took care of him. He went out of his way to care for his brother. While talking to my mother, I was reminded of my own good Samaritan. A few years ago, I was moving into camp for the summer. For one reason or another, the only car at home was my sister’s. It was older and a bit broken down but we thought we could take it up Big Cottonwood Canyon. My mom, my sister and I loaded the trunk with my belongings and headed up, only to overheat the engine a little more than halfway. We were completely stranded. After a brief prayer, a large white pickup truck pulled up alongside us and asked if we needed any help. Explaining the situation, this stranger took time out of his busy schedule and helped us get to camp. After my belongings were unloaded, he drove my mom and my sister home and made arrangements for a tow truck, while the entire time he claimed it was his pleasure to help. He is the epitome of a modern day good Samaritan.
The more I thought of examples to share, the more I was impressed how many times we show charity without thinking to ourselves, “I am going to show charity today.” When hearts are filled with the pure love of Christ, they respond to needs quickly and effectively. For example, turn to Genesis 24 and the story of Rebekah. Minding her daily tasks, she came across a stranger by the well where she had traveled to draw water. The man requested a drink of water. She quickly came to his aid, drawing water not only for him but also for his camels. Little did she think, I am such a wonderful person, Look at this charity. No, she offered an act of simple service, from which was born a family of great influence for whole dispensations.
A more modern example lies within the young sisters of my family’s ward. My younger sisters just came home from girls camp. There was great question whether my youngest sister would be able to go. For those who don’t know my family’s history, we spent many months in the hospital due to surgery complications. We didn’t know at the time if she would walk, or talk, or be able to maintain the life she had established. Through a lot of work and many good Samaritans, she has been able to return to a life close to the one she lived before. Still, my parents hesitated and wondered if it was a good idea to send her. The leaders did all in their power to take care of any situation that might arise. Every night, the assigned “nurse” for the camp would call my mom and report on how things were going and it struck my heart to know that the other girls were tripping over themselves to be of service to Carrie. I love these young girls for their good works and the charity they possess. They truly are witnesses of the Savior and proved to me that the more love you show, the better life will be.
Elder Marvin J. Ashton beautifully observed: Perhaps the greatest charity comes when we are kind to each other, when we don’t judge or categorize someone else, when we simply give each other the benefit of the doubt or remain quiet. Charity is accepting someone’s differences, weaknesses, and shortcomings; having patience with someone who has let us down; or resisting the impulse to become offended when someone doesn’t handle something the way we might have hoped. Charity is refusing to take advantage of another’s weakness and being willing to forgive someone who has hurt us. Charity is expecting the best of each other.
Being human, and having the capacity to make mistakes, how do we do as Elder Ashton teaches? We put Christ first. Sister Parkin, General Relief Society President in 2003, said: We start each day kneeling in prayer to our Father in Heaven, we hear His words through daily scripture study, and we follow the guidance we receive. We put Christ first, restoring charity’s circular love. “We love Him because He first loved us.” This is the reciprocating cycle of charity and charity never faileth.
Charity is the pure love of Christ. President Spencer W. Kimball said it perfectly: The Savior’s gifts were rare ones; eyes to the blind, ears to the deaf, and legs to the lame; cleanliness to the unclean, wholeness to the infirm, and breath to the lifeless. His gifts were forgiveness to the repentant, hope to the despairing. His friends gave him shelter, food and love. He gave them of himself, his love, his service, his life. We should strive to give as he gave. To give of oneself is a holy gift.”
I ask you, what have you done today to show love to one another? What could you do today? As is sung in a favorite hymn: Have you done any good in the world today? Have you helped anyone in need? Doing good is a pleasure, a joy beyond measure, a blessing of duty and love.
I know this to be true. I have seen it in my own life. I have been the recipient of such love more times than I can count. I have been blessed when I look outside myself and care for others. I thank the Lord that he provided such a commandment that we are able to become like him by doing simple acts of kindness and by simply showing love. I am learning time and again that there is no limit on the amount of love one heart can possess. When we give of ourselves, we find joy. Men are that they might have joy. I am thankful for my Savior that showed such intense love for me. I know that it is our purpose in life now to live for Him and in a small way repay his sacrifice by caring for His children.

… in the name…

Friday, June 24, 2011

things i love "thursday"


- hiking right before the sun goes down
 I recently went hiking with a few friends to "the living room" that is located just behind Red Butte Gardens. We reached the top just as the sun was setting and it is one of the prettiest views of the city I have ever seen. 

- lots of leftover grapes
After the craziness of last night's reception where I was in charge (shudder), there were two full pans of grapes left that weren't used. So what did we do? Started throwing them at each other to see if we could catch them in our mouths. I'll admit, it was slightly ridiculous and we really made a mess all over the floor. But- completely worth it!

-alfie boe's newest album
I first heard Alfie Boe sing whilst at a friend's house watching the 25th Anniversary of Les Miserables. He played the role of Jean Valjean. After he sang "Bring Him Home" I was hooked. (I actually put a link so you can watch it a few weeks ago on another things i love) Since that time, my obsession has gotten worse. Starting yesterday, he is currently performing as Jean Valjean in the Queen's Theater in London! How I wish I could go! Check out the album on iTunes- Alfie Boe "Bring Him Home" You won't be disappointed.

-sisters coming home from girls' camp
The house has been too quiet. "I'm sick of quiet. I want... loud!"

-hearing camp friends call me Harmony from across the room
When I first started working at Brighton, I remember a previous staff member said that hearing her camp name was the same as someone calling her "honey." Now that I have been away from camp for awhile, I understand what she means. That name brings a smile to my face like none other.

- ac that works
I don't know what it is about the car that I drive, but whenever summer rolls around it doesn't like the ac. While driving to work, it blew hot air in my face and it was already over 90 degrees outside. On the way home, when I didn't really need it to work, it was fine. What is up with that?

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

"i feel handsome, oh so handsome..."

The much awaited story of my experience while wearing a tux. You readers have been so patient. Finally, I will share my most manly experience. It was not while climbing into the garbage at Brighton. It was not because I had not shaved my legs. No, it was the night I was asked to wear a tuxedo in front of various VIPs of Utah.

I was asked to partake of this blessed occasion weeks before hand. When the idea came up, I thought it was awesome. I'll admit that I told a few people. Those I didn't tell were told by my parents. I was excited to see the pure extravagance of it all and to be a part of such a historic event as the 100th Birthday of Hotel Utah/Joseph Smith Memorial Building. The excitement ended the day before when I actually realized just what serving in a tux would mean. Extra layers while serving at 50 mph, a tight collar and bow-tie, and an entire outfit that is most definitely NOT accustomed to curves. Friends, I have curves.

Friday started early as set up for the big event started at 10 am. Dianne, bless her heart, wanted all set up to be finished at noon. With all the work that needed to be done, it was ambitious to say the least. I broke the rules early on when I parked underneath JSMB when I was actually supposed to park down the street at the Plaza. Knowing that work would go well past dark, I didn't want to risk it while walking alone three blocks. Everyone showed up in jeans as our tuxedos would be distributed right before the event. Working in jeans was weird. Not looking exactly alike was weird. Wearing clothes that actually fit was wonderful.

We started in the Empire Room doing chair covers. Dianne spent more than a few grand on the linens and you could tell. Still, the chair covers for Bonneville and Empire looked like huge pillow cases. Once the "pillow case" was on, the two points were tied in a knot on the back. With everyone but a few set up fellas working on the chair covers, we still didn't know how to make them look right. Field trip to the already staged Bonneville room didn't really help either.
[Side note- there is a reason why the guys work on set up and the girls do chair covers. I tried to help the guys once and they just laughed at me. Watching the guys try and tie chair covers was an experience I will not soon forget, especially since Morgan G., Elaina, and I had to go back into the room and retie half of them.]

After chair covers, we started to set tables. The dinner consisted of five courses which meant that every chair required a charger (big plastic plate), two dinner forks, a knife, a spoon, and a soup spoon. Can you say cramped? The silverware was practically lying on top of each other. We had the room about half way done when Dianne came in and said that each table needed a topper tablecloth. Off went all the silverware and chargers. On went the toppers. And we, as servers, were officially annoyed. I told Char that it would be right without at least one major hiccup in the process.

Along with rented linens, Dianne had ordered plates and bowls from Diamond Rental. There was special silverware for the lobby and mezzanine. She had also purchased a new box filled with salt and pepper shakers to replace our old "dingy" collection. I volunteered to help fill the pepper shakers. At first glance, not a big deal. Five sneezes later, it was a little bit of a big deal. I have never seen nor smelled so much pepper at once in my entire life.

After a good two hours, the building was starting to resemble a dinner fit for kings and queens. Each room was slightly different, due to different tablecloths, flowers, silverware, and place settings.

Empire Room (notice the brilliantly tied chair covers)
Bonneville (pre- flower centerpieces)
The Lobby (I didn't know that many tables would fit...)
My friends Liz and Vanessa setting up the night before
Morgan G. in the Mezzanine

At this point, we were allowed to take a small break for lunch. I was helping to stuff more programs into napkins so it took me a little longer to head up to the Employee lunchroom. [Another side note: They recently repainted the room with a bright purple accent wall. Purple? What?] I traveled the elevator with my friends Morgan and Bryan and witnessed their on going joke of "that's what she said..." Approaching the door, we all admitted to feeling like we were back in high school: awkward, shy, and not knowing where to sit. Jokingly, we found the tables for the popular kids and then realized we were the drama geeks that no one wants to sit by. Slightly ridiculous, but thoroughly entertaining!

From there, we started walking up to the Jade because it was movie time! All staff clocked out for a little over an hour and headed to the Jade. The guys had set up the screen, brought in the couches from the mezz and turned on Tangled. It was a party! A few minutes into the movie, Laurel and Amy showed up with M&Ms and the makings of a really great rootbeer float. Thinking about it, we realized they were trying to get us all stocked up on a sugar high for the rest of set up, but it was worth every wonderful sugary sip. I have a thing for Flynn Rider. I'm pretty sure it comes from my thing for Zachary Levi but I don't care. It isn't the first time I've had a crush on an animated character. My first crush was and still is Dmitri from Anastasia. I learned that Jordan has a thing for Rapunzel, so I'm not the only one who favors the 2D type. Three o'clock came all too soon. We were just past the lantern scene and the lights flipped back on. Back to reality folks. 

The building was finally put together. It was now time to change into our tuxedos. I went down to the locker room where a few of us were attempting to put ourselves together. The other girls who didn't have a tuxedo to wear just sat and laughed at those of us who were trying to put the thing together correctly. We had no idea what we were doing, and it wasn't like we could go and ask the guys for help. I'm sure we were a sight. Still, we figured it out. I have not felt that unattractive in public for a very long time.

Gotta love my shoes. That's a polished look.
  



My friends Katelyn, Tom and Alicia
Katelyn and me...I should have had my bangs down.
The goal was to keep a straight face. I failed.
James Bond meets Charlie's Angels
Thanks to my supervisors, I was made captain of the Bonneville Room. It could be an extreme compliment but really, it turned into a nightmare. Everything was so different I didn't know where to start. Amy Murdock was supposedly going to be helping me but she was out running around everywhere else that I was basically on my own. Thanks for nothing... I thought I had things under control until Dianne, wonderful Dianne, comes running in with a huge list of things that I needed to already have done when three hours ago she said that someone else would take care of things. Thanks to being in the hole of Bonneville, I was forgotten. I apparently was supposed to grab my own soup bowls, cook books for favors, desserts, and a number of other things. WHAT??? I seriously think I was about to have a nervous breakdown. I sent my servers to cover some of the assignments while I ran to the Empire room to try and find Amy. On the way, I ran into Morgan Weight and a few of the fellas working in the Lobby. Morgan asked me how I was doing. Usually I try and talk down my problems and take care of them myself. Well, not this time. He asked how I was and I said a little stressed. Fifteen minutes later, a whole crew of them showed up in my kitchen asking what they could do. By that time, things were again under control but the fact that they would come and help me was just what I needed. Guys are great.

So many big names in attendance! The entire First Presidency came, along with half the Quorum of the Twelve. The Governor and the Mayor were there too. Of course they weren't at my tables, but I saw them from across the way. Five courses, and what felt like 100 degrees later, we were all ready for a break. My first time eating lobster:
I need a drink.
$65 a plate!
L to R: Jen, Chase, Morgan W., and Richard 
Never seen so many bottles in one place before.
L to R: Liz, Kalli, and Jordan
R to L: Charles, Char, Chris, Morgan G., and Alicia
The night finally ended at 11:45 pm. It was quite the experience. It was fun to be there with so many of my friends and I'm glad I was able to be a part of history. Still, I NEVER want to wear a tux like that again.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

happy father's day, daddy




I love the way my Dad listens to music with his right hand keeping the beat.
I love how he constantly has a pocketknife within reach.
I love how he wants to know everything about how work went.
I love that Dad gave me the end of the roast tonight!
I love the way my dad taught me to work.
I love the way we watch Utah football games together.
I love how he makes sure I'm up in the morning when I have an early shift.
I love how special I feel when he just wants to talk.
I love when his eyes tear up to show that he is proud of me.
I love the way he honors his priesthood.
I love to hear him teach.
I love when he knows I understand and he points at me with an "Aha!"
I love the way he looks at my mother.
I love how my Dad sits on the stairs.
I love when we fight over the last piece of strawberry pie.
I love when his smile puts a twinkle in his eyes.
I love when he teases me.
I love when he whispers in my ear in the middle of a big bear hug.
I love how subtle, intricate harmony makes me think of him.
I love how he talks with a spatula.
I love that he is my go-to GPS.
I love the fact that if I ask a question where he doesn't know the answer, he'll look it up for me.
I love Saturdays when he is busy in the kitchen making pancakes.
I love his glasses and red ties.
I love his smile.
I love how he loves me.


Happy Father's Day to the best man I know 
and the one I love the most.


Saturday, June 18, 2011

to the future "Mr. Jenny Hortin"

Wedding season is now in full swing. 
Another season of watching couples find their happily ever after 
while I serve them chicken and potatoes. 
I'm livin' the life 
but I just feel like I'm waiting....
waiting for you
to show up.
Hey fella,
show up!

Love me