I'm reading a really fun book right now. Entwined by Heather Dixon.

It's based on the fairy tale of the Twelve Dancing Princesses by the Brothers Grimm.

When I realized this, I instantly wanted to read it.

Why do I have such a fascination with this tale, you ask?

When I was sixteen, I was in a musical production of the story.

It was a hilarious retelling of the story featuring a whole mess of goofy characters, dialogue and songs.

The princesses names for example:

January. The eldest. With a heart as cold as ice.

February. Who was dangerously in love with herself.

March. Mild one moment and raging the next.

April. She cried. A lot.

May. Innocent and ridiculously happy.

June. Always the bride.

July. Hot. Smokin' hot.

August. Or, Gus. Training for the Olympics.

September. Very studious. A total bookworm.

October. A jokester. She put the trick in trick-or-treat.

November. Had an insatiable appetite.

December. The youngest and sweetest.

I played October. Cause I'm that awesome.

The princesses go through a secret passage in their bedroom every night; through forests of silver, gold and jewels to a magical ballroom where they dance the night away. 

Leaving their shoes in tatters each morning.

The King sends out a proclamation to all eligible men. If they can solve the mystery of where the princesses go every night, he can marry the princess of his choice.

Ooh look. Earl Robin of Williams is so funny and good looking!

It's love at first laugh!

Unfortunately, none of the princes are able to solve the mystery. The girls drug them. For every princess needs a mystery.

Good night sweet prince, and pleasant dreams to you.

...and throws the princes in jail! Sad day!

But one handsome guy in an invisibility cloak does manage to figure out the secret. 

Unfortunately, the evil shoemaker overhears the revealed secret and tells the king before Hugh McManly has a chance. That scoundrel!

He then uses this advantage to pick one of the princesses as his bride.

But he is foiled! Huzzah!

And the princesses give puppy dog eyes to the king.

King Gullible is an old softy and releases the prisoners!

Princesses:

"For by dancing our sleep we would lose,

All we need now's a bit of a snooze --"

Princes:

"Now let's set things straight.

You'll be staying up late.

And believe me, you won't need your shoes!"

And they all lived happily ever after! 

This was probably the best show I've ever been a part of. Oh all the memories.
(Except maybe the one where I played an old lady. But that's a a story for a different day.)

What are some of your favorite memories from high school? 

Do you have a favorite Brothers' Grimm fairy tale?

And be sure to check out Entwined by Heather Dixon! It's really awesome! The review will be up in a few weeks!

Things I am excited for:

Happiest Moment: Watching Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. That show was hilarious. (Close second: Talking with CJ. If it wasn't so complicated, it would probably be number one.)

Saddest Moment: When they closed Annie's casket. That was heartbreaking.

Favorite Food: Salsa. 10 calorie goodness. Mmm. 

I've been totally missing from my blog. For this I apologize. In fact... I've kind of been missing from life in general. Last week... Not a good week for me. I'll admit it.

But I'm back and I have LOTS of hilarious things to mention.

First things: West Side Story was AMAZING! My best friend Nashelle was Maria. The lead. Think 'Juliet' of the 'Romeo' persuasion. Yeah! Super big deal! I went down and spent a few days with her and saw the show twice. It was magical. Very well done! Nashelle was absolutely spectacular!

Unfortunately, somewhere during my stay I got really depressed. (This just happens. Chemical imbalance and all of that.) I drove home the following morning, and didn't emerge from my room for over a week. It was a little scary. 

BUT! I promised you funny! Here are a few of my favorite moments from the trip:

(While jamming out in Nashelle's car, I shook my head around like I was in a mosh pit, making my head hurt.)

Kate: Ow! I think I gave myself 'Shaken Katie Syndrome.'

(Nashelle jamming a straw in her lip and reacting to the 'SKS' comment with wide eyes.)

Kate: Oh! That's attractive!

Nashelle: *glares at me and looks in the mirror, her eyes going wider* 

(Lots of laughter ensued.)

(A friend of Nashelle's bit her arm, leaving teeth marks for hours afterward.)

Nashelle: It looks like a hickey!

Kate: That's NOT a hickey! You get a hickey when.... *pauses, feeling stupid*

Nashelle: *laughing* No, Katie, go on! How do you get a hickey?

Good times. 

I finally decided to get out of my room and go to FHE. It was a combined activity with both the wards in town. Which meant: lots of boys that I don't know and more importantly, THEY don't know what a spaz I can be. Unfortunately, this was ruined when my friend Natalie freaked out, pointing to my leg. "There's a SPIDER on you!" For some reason whenever this sentence is uttered, I always look down calmly, almost slow motion. Then my heart seizes and I flick it away, squealing a little bit. We both freak out, and run to the other side of the room. There went any semblance I had at being semi-cool around these new hotties. On the up side: they have all noticed me now. On the down side: Spring is approaching, and with it, The Spider Vendetta: Part Two 'Thissa time it'sa personal!'

The lesson was about dating. A lesson about dating at a Singles activity? No. Way. What kind of cliched madness is this? *said with mass amounts of sarcasm* This means an entire night filled with lectures and awkward silences from the attendants. Surprisingly though, it was a very fun night. They had the girls and the guys write questions about dating on color coordinated paper slips. Completely anonymous of course. The question was asked and the opposite sex answered. Hilariousness ensued. 

Of course, because I read Mormon Bachelor Pad, I felt the need to ask the question 'How do guys rate girls?" The answers were quite funny. 

Random-guy-I-never-caught-the-name-of: Well, there's two categories. "Eh." And "DAAANG!" 

The instructor: The way I see it, dating a girl is like looking to buy a car. Sure, you might want the really pretty looking one over there; but what you need to do is make sure the engine is working properly. 

(My attention faded out after that.)

My thoughts: He totally just said "Make sure she's not crazy!" That's kind of offensive! Haha!

The lesson ended, and they broke out the refreshments. Natalie jumps up and literally GROWLS in a deep voice: OH MY HECK CREAMIES! It was hilarious. 

After FHE I went to my friend, Brooke's house. Some great laughs there as well. Most of which included Brooke teasing me because I had watched 'Paranormal Activity' the other night. I started it with my sister and after we decided that we should turn it off because it was too scary, I went home and searched the synopsis; curious about how it ended. Well, the synopsis was intriguing and I ended up watching the rest alone. SCARY movie. Terrifying really. And I really hate that the girl's name is "Katie." 

Brooke took it upon herself to torment me by whispering "Kaaatieeeeee" over and over and over again throughout the night. I'm glad that Mecailla was there because she was there to help me gang up on Brooke.

Funny quote from the night:

(While Brooke talked about what she would do if she had a gun to her head.)

Brooke: I would say "Go ahead, shoot me." My confidence would shake them. "Yeah, that's right. I have the power of God on my side." *holds up her hand, pretending to hold something* "Don't make me pull out my quad!"

I am a daughter. A sister. A friend.


I grew up in a small town in Utah. I lived in the same house, in the same neighborhood until I was 18. As I grew, the town grew too, and I've loved watching all the changes in both of us. I moved away for a short amount of time, but I'm back. I feel connected to this town and don't know if I ever want to leave it for long.