Monday, October 27, 2014

Satire #1: The Jones Family News

So this is probably totally nerdy of me but I had a lot of fun with my last few papers in school and I am way overdue for a blog post so here they are! I hope you enjoy :)

Johnny Jones Convicted for Making Messy Sandwich!
Early Saturday Morning Jane was in the kitchen. She was furiously scrubbing at the hard water stains on the sink and dishwasher and gently wiping the Tuscany glass on the cabinets and windows. At last, when everything seemed to sparkle and shine, she distinctly remembers throwing away the last paper towel she used and heading out of the kitchen in the direction of her room. On her way out she even caught a whiff of the clean that was then present in the kitchen and sighed happily.

10 minutes later Jane reentered the Kitchen and screamed, “MOM!!” as she fell to the ground in tears.

“It was like I had never even done any work in there.” Said Jane, eyes still puffy, when asked about her reaction to the whole situation.

“I knew something was wrong with the way she called me”, said Mother, “Jane is not one to make a big deal out of anything small or insignificant she really is a level headed young lady.”

Mother, was the first one to see the horrific scene in the kitchen, now known as “The Kitchen Disaster”. There was ketchup, along with the bottle, on the counter. The double paned windows had obviously been splattered with a substance that our analysts found to be pickle juice. There were also greasy smudges on the door handles of the stainless steel fridge and the mahogany knife drawer. There was a tomato stem and juice, cheese curds, and lettuce shavings on a cutting board on the enameled lava countertop. The incident was extremely tragic.

“After I got over the shock of it all I decided to follow the trail of bread crumbs,” Said Jane. She and Mother investigated together.

The trail was said to have gone all around the island, then through the kitchen entryway and then stopped at the bottom of the staircase. “When I got to the stairs my plush multicolored shag carpet was too hard to track the crumbs through.” Said Mother. Little Jimmy was there crawling down the stairs with his bottle in hand. He was one of the five that needed inspecting now checked off the list.
Mother and Jane decided to knock on the doors of the three other boys’ bedrooms upstairs. First they found Jacob. He was in his lazy-boy eating Cheetos from a popcorn bowl and playing video games. He was highly involved in the game and not making much of a mess at all.

They went to the next door to find Jeremiah who was reading and studying for class. It was obvious that he wasn’t the culprit because he was sitting at the desk with a text book and three cans of Monster drinks. “I normally would have gotten after Jeremiah for overdosing on Caffeine,” said mother, “But we had a bigger problem on our hands. The Kitchen Disaster simply could not be overlooked.”
 
The last room to be checked was Johnny’s. When they went to his room they found it vacant. All that was there was an empty plate with what seemed to be a trace of pickle juice but no one could really say at the time.

Mother went to Father and asked him to hold a family council meeting since the tracking down the old fashioned way had not been successful. Father sent out a text to everyone to report to the dining room in 10 minutes.

We all gathered in a timely manner. “I was thinking we were going to plan a family vacation or something since it is close to Christmas,” said Johnny. Little did he know what was soon to follow would be the opposite of vacation, at least for him.

Father began the council meeting with the normal welcome routine. Then he called Jane up to the front to explain the story. “I almost burst into tears again as I recounted what injustice had been done in the kitchen this morning. Just thinking about how much I had gone through that morning. I was supposed to go to the mall with my friends but instead I had to find the culprit of The Kitchen Disaster,” said Jane. Indeed it was a tragic incident and she has the right to feel that way.

“We have been trying to have more justice in this family,” said father, “so even though we already had a suspect, we wanted everyone to have a chance to defend themselves. We knew what was at stake here. Cleanliness should be an important attribute for all.”

After a detailed tour of the kitchen father went on to question each of the boys. I also was on the list of suspects, even though my room is not upstairs and I am an entirely responsible adult, but the mystery was solved before he got to me. The following is the transcript of the session. Father (F) is doing the questioning and the first two letters of each name (Ji, Je, Ja, Jo) signal the person answering:

F: Little Jimmy, did you make a sandwich this morning?
Ji: dada
F: I’ll take that as a no.
Ji: No
F: Next please. Let’s start with a better first question. Jeremiah, where were you at precisely 10:26 this morning?
Je: I was doing homework in my room.
F: And how long had you been doing said homework?
Je: Since 7:00 this morning. You know I have to go to work in 20 minutes right, dad?
F: Thank you for your time, please go get ready for work. We should be finished here soon. Jacob, I would like your answer to the first question.
Ja: I was in my room, which I had just cleaned, eating Cheetos and playing world of war craft.
F: You say you were eating Cheetos. At what time did you enter the kitchen to get those?
Ja: Well I think it was about 10:20.
F: And at 10:20 there was no one in the kitchen?
Ja: Well, on my way out I did see Johnny In the hallway.
F: That’ll do son. Johnny, were you in the hallway at about 10:21 this morning?
Jo: Yeah
F: Well…where were you going?
Jo: To…the bathroom.
F: And…anywhere else?
Jo: Okay, okay! It was me. I admit it! But why is it such a big deal? It is only a little crumbs and pickle juice.
F: It was not ONLY crumbs and pickle juice. There were also tomatoes and cheese involved. We have talked about this before Johnny. You know how the family suffers when the house is supposed to be clean but, because of someone else’s carelessness, it is not. We need to keep up our image as the Jones’s. And that is not possible if in only 5 minutes from the time Jane leaves the kitchen sparkling clean we know that The Kitchen Disaster happens. You are in deep young man.
Jo: whatever.
F: **response from father withheld, at his request**
-End of transcript-

Johnny shed no tears but he did pull a few faces. The verdict was that he will be missing all family activities for the holiday. He was also sent the clean the entire kitchen with a toothbrush. Mom got our neighbor Mr. Clean to come and show him how to do a good job. When asked about his services Mr. Clean said, “One day Johnny could be strong and have a cool earing, like me, if he learns to be clean.”

Justice has been served. We can only imagine what would have happened if The Kitchen Disaster had lasted longer than it did as it was.  

This has been Julissa Jones. Big sister, journalist and bathroom cleaner in the Jones’ home. Until next time. █


Friday, August 8, 2014

Runtherapy

Just me and the pavement.
I move fast but not as fast as my thoughts
They race ahead.
I don't know where I'm going
Just far enough to catch up with my thoughts I guess
Far enough to get my heart under control
My knees start to ache but I can't stop yet
One more block
One more hill
There it is
My breaking point
I know that here I can think freely
No one will interupt here
The cars passing by don't bother me
They become almost like wind just passing through
Just me and my thoughts and my father above
This is why I run
This is why I run outside
Tredmills don't have the same effects as trees and fresh air
And pavement, that's where it all starts.

Monday, July 21, 2014

Highs and Lows


One day
You feel so high
High as the sky
Nothing could bring you away.

The other
Down in the dumps
Some say "hey grumps"
Only friend is your mother.

I ask
What gets you out?
How to not pout?
Do you put on a great mask?

You say
No lows, No highs
All flat, get that?
No room for a sunny day.

The rain
It falls in drops
And when it stops
Its fall was not in vain.

Higher
And now, renewed.
Nature has bloomed,
Thanks to the cloudy shower.

So, you
Dance in the rains
Bounce off the pangs
Lows become highs, it is true.

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Sunrise

Yesterday I got back from an amazing camping trip to Goblin Valley. I really wanted to see the sunrise. I got up at 5:30 to watch it. It was a beautiful thing. It seemed like it happened a lot faster than I was expecting. While I was watching I came up with the little poem below. I hope you all enjoy!

It starts with a dark pink and turquoise
Spreading from side to side
Not too fast but fast enough
that it seems to run along the grey clouds.
Just when I think it can't go any farther,
Or be more beautiful
It disappears.
But there is more.
The pink is back
Softer this time.
With mixes of orange and yellow
The warmth of the light
starts to warm my shivering body.
And seems to open up my heart.
Things are getting clearer
It has a way of capturing my interest.
Before I realize it
An hour has already passed
And this is just the beginning
of what will be going
for the next 14 hours or so
It will give strength to plants
And vitamin D to you and me.
Best of all
Warmth and light
To everything it touches.

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Habits

So there is something funny about habits. I went and served a mission for 1 year and 6 months. Everyday I woke up at 6:30 am and I thought that it would be so hard to get out of that habbit when I get back from my mission...nope. I think it took me less than one day if that is possible. haha I'm not saying I sleep in until noon but there is definitely not an internal clock waking me up at 6:30.

So what is it that makes habbits so hard to make and so easy to break? Like daily prayers, excercise, always smiling, keeping your head up...etc. Seriously. And others are so easy to make and hard to break...biting your nails, tapping your foot, typing in facebook when you log on your computer...etc.

I've been thinking about this a lot today because I have forgotten to do a few things that should be routine already but JUST AREN'T. How can I always remember? Well, I know it is hard. Especially when your memory is like mine but I heard someone say once, "If you really want to remember you will." Ouch. It is true though. I have to just make sure my priorities are STRAIGHT. If I think about the important things hard/often enough then I will remember them. Then I will not have to have them as a habit but something more than that, something important everyday.

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Well....

This will be the first blog post since after the mission. I really don't know what I want to write about. I am just trying to get into writing again. Blogging is so refreshing. I can say whatever I want and since I practically don't have an audience I don't have to worry about anyone judging what I say or neglect to say.

Life after the mission has been interesting. Really. I think that is the best word. It hasn't been that exciting and I feel like I am at a loss of what I should do a lot of the time but then I just pray and I feel better. Now I feel like all the time I was in Guatemala was just a blink of an eye or a 30 second dream that felt like 18 months. I feel like my Spanish has already degraded by 50% but...that's how life is I guess.

What did I learn from my mission? Patience...and that even though I have a lot of it I can still gain a lot more as well. The important things in life take time. If you think about it, life is full of marshmallow sitting in front of our faces that we just have to wait for the right time for.

I LOVE nature...more than I thought. Really! Everytime I step outside I just fall in love. If nature was a person I would ask him to marry me...okay maybe not but you get the picture. I mean look at this picture! Doesn't it make you want to hug someone??
 
I love my family so much...I really know I couldn't have made it through my mission with out my family. Especially the first part. That was the hardest part for me. My family was always aware. Some showed it differently than others but I felt their prayers in my behalf and their thoughts of me. Family bonds can go many miles.
 
Love...I worry about others a lot more than myself now. It is a strange place to be. My poor kids are going to feel like I am always with them because I will be so carefully watching them to make sure they are happy and okay (maybe that will change before they come cuz who knows when that will be haha).  I think I learned what real love is in the mission. It is accepting people even though we know that they have weaknesses and faults and are far from perfect. En serio, Heavenly Father knew what he was doing when he made us.


 
I just love life. It is super hard right now. Social challenges are hard to get through but I know that one day I will be able to feel normal just sitting down watching a movie, reading a book, or chatting with someone just because it is fun. It's important to do things like that once in a while. My mission changed me I think. As I come to know what has changed I'll post again. :) until next time...


Monday, September 17, 2012

One Direction.

Wow! I have not written forever!

Sorry...I really have no excuse. I just have been trying to keep myself busy and my mind off of what will be happening in exactly 16 days. Even thinking about it I have to catch my breath. I am so excited. I think the thing is I have been planning to go on a mission for so long and now it is finally here! It just makes me so happy. It's like the first time I held someone's hand....except times 100! (: maybe 1,000.

I've only got one week left of work which is a really strange feeling. I love my job and everyone I work with. They are so amazing.

Well, I have been trying to save every penny I make for my mission of course, but one of my last big splurges was this baby....
When I first heard about these guys I thought "oh no. Its a whole bunch of Justin Beibers" But no! These guys are awesome! It takes me back to the good old days with N'Sync, Backstreet Boys and 98 degrees. Seriously if you haven't heard them do it now! Some of my favorites are What Makes you Beautiful and Gotta be you. Whenever I have a lot of work to do or feel like having a dance party I put this CD on.
 
Hopefully I'll put more on here before the 16 days are up!