My cousin met the girl of his dreams and married her in the Logan temple. I love them both dearly and am so excited for them.
Ha ha! Sometimes I'm sure the Lord thinks we're not very good with our arithmetic either! :)
9yrs old
Well I still don't own a horse. Bummer I know. But I had a great experience last semester that came close to my goal.
I had to beg the teacher to allow me into his Advanced Animal Behavior class. I'm not an Animal Science major, I hadn't taken the pre-reqs, and he only accepts 10-12 students a semester. He didn't even know if I could ride. But somehow he let me in. And I will always be SO grateful!
Although its an Animal Behavior class, really it was a horsemanship class. We learn to work with horses. But it gets cooler than that! We learn equine psychology and natural horsemanship: learning to think like a horse and how to develop a relationship of trust. Oh man, after all my years of riding and training no one had ever taught me anything like that.
My semester project: Milo.
Each student was assigned to a horse- a difficult horse- to work with the whole semester. I got Milo. We spent at least 10-12 hours a week outside of class together. It took a lot of time, energy, creative problem solving, and hard work. Sometimes with little success. But by the end of the semester I realized Milo and I had come a LONG way. My goal was to build his confidence, and it wasn't until the end of the semester that I realize he had built mine too. 
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I wish I could explain in one post everything I learned this semester. Believe it or not, there are some POWERFUL doctrine and principles that I observed and learned through this experience. But I can't. It would take way to long, and my words probably wouldn't do it justice.
One thing I did learn, was the power horses have to heal. There is something truly incredible that takes place when we realize our duty to God's creations around us. Adam was given dominion over all the living creatures. Today we have that same responsibility to care for those beings, and to allow them the same agency that we have been so blessed with. My experience with Milo taught me to be more Christlike. I tried to develop the same relationship with Milo that Christ would have had with him. And in turn, I think it was a tender mercy for Milo to help me in my own healing process.
Hopefully my next post about Goal #32 is that I will finally own one of my own! I guess we'll just have to wait and see. Maybe I should just marry a cowboy.
The way Elder Eyring described it: "We go into a room, and it will be a two or three hour session and sometimes longer. Because of technology, it is possible for us to have your picture and the information about you displayed. And then quickly, on that same screen, all the missions of the Church with all of their needs are displayed. Within minutes, and sometimes less than a minute, the impression comes so powerfully that it would be, if it were a single instance, something that you would never forget. Can you imagine sitting there for hours at a time, having that happen time after time without interruption? I testify to you that it is real...
...In a world so large, the Creator... somehow not only knows you but loves you enough to ensure that your call is where He needs you to go to teach the children of our Heavenly Father."
Um... wow.
This actually happened while I lived in Israel last year, but it just recently occurred to me as I was reading over my 100 Things To Do list.
After we finished a grueling set of mid-terms a few of us went out to explore the Muslim quarter of the Old City for the rest of the day. On our way home we happened to pass by these little boys playing with sticks when I saw one of them was crying. He was so sad! I asked him what was wrong and he just looked at me with these big crocodile tears. The older boy recognized what I had said and translated for his little friend/brother. Once the little boy had understood what I had asked he held up his pink swollen finger that had obviously been smashed. Thanks to working at Badger Creek the summer before I always carried a small first aid kit with me wherever we went (which- believe me- came in handy more than once). So I pulled out a bandaid and put it on his finger.
Did it really make a difference to him? I don't know. But it did teach me something. I realized how easy it is to reach past culture and language barriers to help someone, even if it is as small and simple as a bandaid. But come to think of it that might just be the answer to the world's problems. :)
You never know what can happen when you influence the life of a child.
Alright Groundhog, do you realize I live in REXBURG, IDAHO! 6 more weeks of winter is 6 weeks to long! Seriously! How am I supposed to excel in school under these conditions? Do you understand my nose hairs continue to freeze as I slip and slide on the ice running to classes at 7:45 in the morning! Not to complain or anything, but that can't be healthy! I'm not trying to expose your bad judgements. I'm just politely insisting that you recall your prediction and try again. I would be ever so grateful! 
