Most memorable childhood moment: I have a lot of fun childhood memories. The one that comes to mind first involves me and my older brother. We are very close in age so my brother was definitely my partner in crime. I remember we both got in trouble one day for digging a hole in the side yard, filling it with water to make mud, stirring the “pot” of mud with broomsticks, and then “painting” the front of the house with the muddy broomsticks. Since the front of the house was white, and broomsticks are not ideal for painting and covering an area in color, our work of art was quite noticeable when my dad came home from work. Needless to say my dad was not a happy camper…
Your best physical feature: Either my eyes or my rear end. I think it depends who you ask…
Your best quality: I’m loyal, almost to a fault.
Why are you ready to find Mr. Right? It feels like good timing. I’m really happy with and in my life right now. Finding “Mr. Right” would only make me happier. There are a lot of things that I would like to do in life that require a Mr. Right as well…It would be nice to get started on that list.
What would your last boyfriend say about you? Never give me caffeine and sugar when all you want is peace and quiet. It’s a bad idea. He would also say that I’m nice to everybody, compassionate, loyal and patient (I asked him…is that allowed? J ).
Most embarrassing moment: Awkward conversations with my mother…in front of friends…mostly in Jr. High. I’ve blocked them from my memory...
Greatest accomplishment so far: Surviving life in general thus far? And with a positive outlook on life. My mission, teaching myself guitar and how to write music/lyrics are also accomplishments I’d put toward the top of that list.
What is one of your quirks: When I’m happy, and eating, or eating and like what I’m eating, I swing whatever utensil happens to be in my right hand back and forth. I’m not conducting a symphony in my head or waving people off, I’m just happy. Or happy with my food. I do it without realizing it. Once I realize it though I stop so as not to further embarrass whoever happens to be eating with me.
Worst date: This guy from institute asked me on a date. That is an important detail. HE asked ME on a date. It was one of the first dates I’d been on in college. He picked me up and we went to dinner, which was actually fun. We had good conversation. After dinner he asked if I knew this girl whom I will call…Sarah. As it turns out, I did know her. He then asked if I knew where she lived. As it turns out, I did. He then wanted to drive by her house and see where she lived. So, thinking this was a little odd, I showed him where she lived. He then drove by her house over, and over, and over. He circled the block several times, while telling me how much he wanted to date Sarah. Wanting to do something other than waste my time counting the number of times he drove by, I asked if he could take me home. He said yes, but asked me to chip in with gas money since he came all the way out to pick me up (which wasn’t that far I should add). Epic. Fail. Stalking your crush NOT a good date, especially when the crush is not your date.
Best date: I’ve been on a lot of really fun dates and I don’t know that I could really narrow it down to one best date. The best dates usually involved a lot of laughing, good conversations, potentially embarrassing moments, photo-bombing, and/or absence of awkwardness.
Did you serve a mission? Yes. If so where did you go and what would the Elders say about you? I served my mission in
. The Elders would say I laughed a lot, LOVED being there, and worked hard. They would also say I was easy to make fun of but I welcomed it since it usually ended up with me laughing to the point of tears. (I had a district leader who would actually tally the number of cry-laughs they could get out of me in a district meeting). They would say I wasn’t a “paper-bag missionary,” meaning at no time did I panic or get to the stress point of hyperventilating, aka needing to breathe into a paper bag. Oh, and I didn’t bake cookies. J Belgium
What did you study in school and why? Where did you go to college? I started out as a double music/dance major. After coming to the conclusion that I am not a prodigy, not cut out for teaching high school, and had a desire to hold a regular everyday job so I could live somewhere other than with my parents, I switched my major to Communications (after of course giving French as a major a try as well). That’s also about the time I switched from attending BYU to UVU. In the end I did stick with Communications, and UVU. I picked Communications to help me in my current career and businesses as well as leave the option open for me to go to grad school someday in another area I am interested in.
What is one thing that not a lot of people know about you that you want to share here with the world? I’m a singer/songwriter. Music has always been a huge part of my life and my family’s life. Growing up I wanted to be a country singer, so when I got the nerve and the money to buy a guitar, I did. I taught myself to play (rather poorly but refer to the “not a prodigy” comment above) and decided to write my own music (because that’s what all the cool country singers did). With the way life goes and the circumstances that happen, I haven’t been able to ever really focus on that as a career option but I am now able to at least focus on it more than before. Now that I have several songs written and can play more than just 3 chords the opportunities are becoming more frequent to share my music. I’m now working with a Grammy-Award winning producer so I’m excited to see where it all goes.