FIFTY.

I am writing this blog so that my Folklore life of the semester will be rounded out at a solid fifty. This semester I have learned a lot of things. I did not know what Folklore was before I started this class. Well, that's a lie. I knew about folk songs. Kinda I knew there was a genre of "Folk Music" that I like. But I did not know that Folklore could encompass almost everything. I love it. It ties so many actions together, and it's good for a good laugh or a good reflection. 

Folklore is Fun!

BREAD

Today, I made bread and Kendra ate it and it was good. It was the bread my Mama always makes for Christmas. Sometimes she calls it Holly Bread but sometimes she does not. It is our bread we make every Christmas and give to family friends... and it is GOOD.

It's also easy. Today was the first time I ever made bread all on my lonesome. And it turned out just GREAT.... and by great, I mean yummy.

Rudolph

Today my ward had its closing social and one of the skits performed was Rudolph the Rednosed Reindeer. As they started to sing the song, people in the audience starting doing the echoes like "like a lightbulb", etc. Most of the people sang the same echoes, but in every echo at least one person sang something different. For example, everyone sang "like Columbus" at the end of the song, but I always grew up saying "like George Washington" or "like Frankenstein." I didn't hear anyone drop the Columbus line until I was 18.

Temple Square.

The other night, we went and saw the lights on Temple Square. It was an activity with my ward, and there were a million people there. Well, maybe not a million. But at least two thousand. And as we were snaking our way around the lights I heard countless people say they were there with their ward, and some had come even farther than Provo.

The Lights at Temple Square is a tradition. And a good, cute one.

Of Trees and Christmas

My cute roommates (save Lexi) and I went and bought the cutest cutest Christmas tree last night. We set out planning to get one about four feet high, but then we found this one and we just couldn't help ourselves. When we found it, I saw someone else eyeing it so we stayed close to it and bought it. Then we but it in Becci's brother's tiny car and hung it out the window in the backseat. We didn't have anywhere in the back to seat, so the three of us piled in the front seat. It was reallyreallyreally comfortable (that was sarcastic).

Anyway, we brought the tree home and got to work. And this was our finished product! Our tree is way cute, and makes everyone feel even more at home. Our apartment is really homey anyways, but now it's so much like a little home I can't get enough of it! I don't want to leave the living room... i just want to hang out under all of the lights. This is my first Christmas tree since I've been in college and my first real one for years and years. I'm glad Americans have a Christmas tree tradition. It's just so warm and pretty!