MONDAYS ARE TOUGH...

believe me, i'd know.

not only do i have a two four page essays due by midnight, but combine that with the little-to-no sleep i got when i went down to california this weekend and i am in for one heck of a monday.

but you know what? you have the power to make any day better! this is what is making my monday a whole lot better :) and also what is making me laugh out loud in the library right now...

click play, scroll and smile :)

dubstep chemist. come on guys, i'm a nerd. of course i'd find this humorous! 

the real question- how many times did this happen before they had to put this sign up?

these lanky limbs can't move much...

those kardashians.....

if you're ever bored, draw eyebrows on your dog until their next bath.

lets make this monday awesome. after all, it is the only april 1, 2013 we will ever get.

if that doesn't make you consider your mortality then i don't know what will...

Happy Christian Kyle Sagers Day!

Today is the birthday of one of my greatest friends, Christian! How awesome is it that he turns 20 on 12-12-12?! I really shouldn't be surprised though, because he is quite possibly one of the most amazing men I've ever encountered, so OF COURSE his birthday marking one score of his life accomplished would fall on the last repetitive day we'll ever see in our lifetime!

In honor of dearest Christian, here are twenty reasons why he is one of the greatest fellas around:

1. He is the most humble person I know.
2. He understands my humor and actually finds it entertaining (who would have thought....)
3. He is my dancing twin. No one else flails along with me until he came around.
4. His love for music that touches your soul is intriguing.
5. He has this superhuman capacity to love and accept everyone he encounters.
6. His laugh is one of my favorite sounds on this earth.
7. He plays Spanish cassette tapes in his car... 'nough said.
8. He is a living testament that chivalry is not dead (his momma raised him right ;))
9. By the way, his mom is one of my favorite ladies and by association that counts for him as well. You're great, Miss Deon :)
10. He is an amazing listener and even better at giving advice.
11. Ladies, he's a looker. Well-dressed and always presentable. I always loved walking on campus with him because girls shot me the "evil eye" ;)
12. He's always up for a good time. (Need a reminder? Remember this? And this?)
13. He knows how to cook and has a great appreciation for good food.
14. He is quite the ice-skating instructor and an even better catcher of human-bodies when one almost hits the ice. Believe me.... I'd know.
15. He is so consistent. I know that despite the fact he is in Sweden serving his LDS mission and we are continents apart he will always be there if I need his wise words. He is so constant and so strong.
16. Until him, I didn't know anyone else enjoyed silence as much as I did. It is such a gift to share comfortable silence with someone.
17. He is the reason why I made a blog and he is it's biggest fan! Let's hope he still enjoys it when he gets home....
18. His ability to transcend his spoken voice into his letters is such a miraculous, admirable gift.
19. He is so empathetic and mindful of the others. It truly stupefies me to see how intuitive he is.
20. He is a man of Our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. He walks by faith and is always aware of the mantle that has been placed upon him. He is such an inspiration to me and I am so thankful for his meek, humble, powerful and loving presence in my life.

See you soon,  Äldste Sagers! 

Weird Things You May Not Know About Me...

I listent to classical music very loud and normal music very low. (It makes me feel sophisticated, sue me.)
I love the sounds of dogs panting. It transports me back to my lovely childhood, running through the fields with Sydney, my very first dog, a black lab, who I miss so dearly.
I so badly strive to be the person that my Great-Grandmother believes I am.
The scent of cleaning products is one of my favorites. I just love walking into a kitchen where the smell of bleach and lemon is wafting through the air.
I wish I could eat banana vanilla bean pancakes every morning.
I re-watch the Scrubs series every year.
In order to get out of bed each morning I have to pop my hips into place unless I cannot move. Thank you, dance and running in high school....
My favorite flowers are peonies.
I always make sure that my room has lighting that has a brown-to-orange ambiance.
Dr. Oz is my dream man and I own it.
I drink a glass of water every hour that I am awake during the day.
I often have conversations with myself in my head and often find myself mumbling aloud. Don't worry, I'm not schizophrenic (or at least the voices tell me I'm not.)
I have a memory that is comparable to a steel trap. I remember the most minute details about people's lives and believe that it comes in handy. It makes people feel special when you remember stuff about them (or they get creeped out, but I won't bring that one up...)
The California coast is where my heart will forever be.
I really loathe make-up. If I could, I would never wear it.
I have never eaten a brown M&M in my life and refuse to ever eat one.
I believe letters are the most romantic things... ever.
I secretly wish I were from Alaska.
I know every lyric to Ni**as in Paris by Jay-Z and Kanye West and I refuse to be ashamed of that.
I have a strange obsession with airports. I always make sure that I schedule my flights with extremely long layovers because I loooove being there for a long while!
**Beyond the Sea is one of my favorite songs but no one would be able to tell you that (until now) because it has always been a classic old-time secret of mine!

There, now we're BEST friends.

**Go listen to that great song here! I can guarantee that you will be transported to a far off place with the one that you love :)

monday surprises

as you know, a couple of my dearest friends are serving their missions right now.

i've learned to deal with the fact that they are no longer a phone call away (more like oceans apart now...) to do something when i am bored or there to talk to when no one else quite understands. and as of late, i  have come to the realization that my friday nights just aren't quite the same without these blokes.

thankfully, letters and emails make the distance more bearable.

it's odd to think that there are tiny pieces of my heart scattered in different continents right now.

"it is a long way off, sir"

"from what jane?"

"from england and from thornfield: and ___"

"well?"

"from you, sir."

-charlottle brontë, jane eyre

i left my heart in colorado

this past weekend i had the opportunity to go up to colorado springs to campaign for mitt romney! instead of writing a novel about how amazing it was, (because i totally could...) i decided to post all of the random pictures i took! beware, there are a lot! but if you want to see some embarrassing photos in the name of all that is political, keep scrolling down!

the victory office headquarters. i felt so official sitting in there, you don't even know.

the hallowed call board! many try, few get there names on there! i'm one of them....

we had the privilege of meeting david dewhurst, the lieutenant governor of texas! such an honor.

coloradan's car stickers are my favorite. that's all.

this is rachel. only meeting her this weekend, it feels like we've known each other for a long time! she's my favorite :)

i became quite the door-knocker. this might be in my near future? who knows!

this is brutus. aka the the biggest dog ever! we should have brought him around to defend us from some lovely citizens... cough cough.

i don't think i can explain this picture to you all.. just admire it, as rachel and i did. you're welcome.

a beautiful view coming home.

california sunsets have always been my favorite, but colorado is a close second.

this is jeff and lee. they were the older brothers for us during the trip! they are **so funny and were always there for a good talk whether it be about the titanic, chinese history or ronald reagan, we talked about it all!

this is daniel van oaks the III. he was a hoot. i feel like this picture is self-explanatory of him during the trip....

danny boy had a thing for my girl rachel, so he put on a ring on it.....

not without some hesitation though...

getting denied can be an embarrassing thing. it's okay, danny. it happens to the best of us.

after the failed engagement i danced the pain away with danny. i'm such a good friend, i know.

all giggles! he must have forgotten him getting denied a couple of minutes earlier....

i wanted a thhhuuper (said with a lisp) cute piggy back picture too......

but i should have known that placing my precious life in danny's hands was a bad idea... you live and you learn right?

**i have a two minute video of jeff talking about a "smiley piece of meat" that makes me laugh every time i watch it. you might not get it, but just imagine the funniest thing in the world and that's what the video is. maybe if you're good little boys and girls i'll share it with you. mayyybeeeee.....

it runs in the family...

today, while i was studying the periodicals  the crowd breaks out into roaring applause for the fact that i am actually studying i had my pandora classical music radio on (because i am soooo sophisticated! am i right?! am i right?!?!?! hellllllooo? hellllloooo? okay, whatever) and i couldn't help but day dream because one can only focus on a study packet for so long... about how this whole studying fiasco would be so much more enjoyable if my family were there with me in the periodicals, breaking out into classic cutillo dance moves to music that wasn't mozart or clementi.

for those of you who are unaware of the rare talents of the cutillo clan, let me inform you: my family is quite possibly the greatest group of dancers that this earth has ever encountered, and i say that in the most humble sense. if you ever find yourself with an invite to one of our dance get-togethers, consider yourself as one of the lucky ones! your mind will be blown and feelings of intimidation are a normal side effect also slight confusion...maybe it is because we have awkward, long limbs that flail to and fro whilst dancing that makes watching us wildly entertaining, i'm not sure. but i am sure that when we all get together the dance floor can't handle our moves.

so if you ever find yourself in the pits of life, just ask my family to dance for you and i am 197% certain
that your day will be better, because let's be honest here, who wouldn't feel uplifted by a family of awkwardly amazing dancers who look ridiculous while dancing?!?! that's right... NO ONE.

here a couple of my family's favorite jams to **get down to.

ice ice baby- vanilla ice

getting jiggy with it- will smith

**WARNING: the chances of you starting to dance to these songs are very likely, so be sure to be in a place where public dancing is acceptable. the periodicals not being one of them... believe me, i would know.

happy thursday! {ed. 12}

today i decided to change things up!
i'm taking a break of my weekly crushes and going to let you all in on a few things i'm loving.
no particular reason,
mainly because this week i have been too tired to creep on celebrities...
what a life i lead.
sigh!
enjoy some of the things that i am diggin' this week. :)

a canopy of colorful umbrellas in agueda, portugal. isn't this just enchanting?

throw pillows, lots of them. for my bed this coming semester i am going to get various jewel-toned throw pillows of different shapes to enhance the artsy/eclectic feel of my new room... in my new apartment! (socompletleyexcited)

ryan lochte is terrible at interviews.

this video made my day! in his defense, no one said you have to be good at speaking to be an olympic swimmer... p.s. love me some phelps.

nars multiple stick in g spot.

as of late i've hardly been wearing makeup. this and a thin coat of mascara is what i will put on if i want to feel extra nice. i use it as a lip color, but you can use it for a blush as well. it is so natural and so pretty. excuse the name, relish the color.

doesn't this make you feel inspired? my life's goal.

leave things more beautiful than when you came.

happy thursday!

happy thursday! {ed 6}

I think that we have reached that momentous point in our relationship where you all know by now of my deep love for Thursdays... (pssst... If you have already forgotten like that one time when you didn't bring me flowers on Valentine's day don't worry! Just click the words and BAM! your memory will come flashing back to you!) And as of late, this love has become even more bountiful in my heart due to the fact that Thursdays were my dearest friend, Christian, erm, I mean, Elder Sagers P-Day.  Is it coincidental that my all-time favorite day was turned into his preparation day? I think not. I believe their was an orchestrator to all of this whom so kindly planned it all out this way knowing that it would give me even something more to look forward to every Thursday!

Well, friends, this was Elder Sagers last P-day on a Thursday in the MTC as of now! (enter a deep exhale of sadness with the lower lip jutting out... Wait, this isn't gaining your sympathy?! It was always a charmer when I was 7!) He is off to Charlotte, North Carolina until he recieves his Visa then he will jet off to Sweden! I am bursting at the seams with happiness for this boy! I can't wait for him to get to Charlotte... But I cannot wait even more for him to finally get to the land of the Swedes! I also cannot wait to find out when his P-Day is so until I see his next email home I will re-read all of his previous emails to the point where I will be able to recite lines from them!  I mean... Umm...You know, to work on my Swedish... Ya, I'll go with that one.

NOW BACK TO THE SCHEDULED PROGRAMMING:

Current female crush:

Heather Dubrow.

The newest housewife to the cast of The Real Housewives of Orange County. (a.k.a my biggest indulgence!) Maybe I like her so much because she is the only one in the group that is anti-drama. Maybe it is because she sees through phony women in a blink of an eye (you know who you are, Alexis Bellino! *cough cough) Maybe it is is because she is a woman of class who chooses sophistication over the usual-how do I say this without offending someone.... trashy and overdone O.C. ways. Or maybe it is because she is the only brunette of the group. Us brunettes gotta stick together...

Current male crush:

Liam Neeson.

This man is amazing. AHHH-MAAAYYY-ZIIIING! Not only is he an excellent actor, father, philathropist and forever hottie, but this man is a widower which has my heart swell for him. He is so strong and so suave. I really cannot get enough. For pete sakes, he fought Alaskan wolves in his last movie... WITH HIS BARE HANDS! I think it is safe to say based on his movie career that no one messes with Liam; NO ONE... not even wolves.

Current tune:

For what it's worth by Buffalo Springfield.

I don't think anything I say could make this classic even better than it already is... So I will leave you with that^^.

Current quote:

"And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.”

-Kahili Gilbran

Wise, wise words Mr. Gilbran.

HAPPY THURSDAY!
**I know I promised in my last post that my next post (which would be this one if you are having a hard time keeping up...) would be part 2 of mine and Christian's adventure. Hold on tight, dear friends! You will have to exert that patience that mommy dearest taught you all when you were kiddos! Wait, she never did? You never heard "patience is a virtue"?! Oooookay, this is awkward....

where's the bowling alley food?!

Remember my dearest best friend who is now a missionary almost in Sweden, Christian?! Because I sure do!

Golly gee, not a day passes that I do not think of his HILLL-ARRRR-IIII-OUS sense of humor (boy oh boy did he always have me a laughin'! And let me tell you folks, I have a particular taste of funny that he knows all too well!) his always-to-dapper clothing choices (we always got looks walking around and all the glory goes dear Christian. Although I have to say our stylish manners complimented one another :}) his sweet and sincere personality that was a constant source of companionship (I sure do miss our Friday nights that involved use swapping our favorite music videos and *a baked good made by yours truly was always thrown into the mix!) I also miss his **handsome face. Sigh...But that is beyond the point... Another sigh...
sorryicannothelpmyself.

Gee-wilikers! I sure went off on a tangent! Anywho, what was I saying?! Ahh yes! Christian. Chrrrriiiissstiannn! (I'm about to start again, aren't I?! Goodness gracious Emily! GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME!) Deep breath.... Focus, Emily, Foooo-Cuss. Okay. I'm back and ready!

I had a walk-down-memory-lane moment where I stumbled upon these gems from a day back in early February. Me and my roommate Sheri were completley, out-of-our mind bored (because the fast-paced life of a BYU student is so blase, right?! KIDDING!) and decided to live on the edge! Our idea of living on the edge was staying in PJs all day long with no make-up. By 4 O'clock our day of livin' on the wild side was getting a bit...how do I say this...boring? So we threw on some clothes, refused to put on make-up (quite liberating!) and fast-tailed our way to Christian's apartment. I stood out in front of his kitchen window, called him, proceeded to see him answer the phone (I am so creepy, it is slighty comical.. Give me some sympathy laughs as you say to yourself, "WOOOW! What a bonafide creeper/peeping Tom! Get a life and stop looking in boy's windows!") and told him to come on down and come bowling with us! And of course, he agreed, making this day one for the books! Or for the blog... Whatev. I'm done.

HOLD THE PHONE! DON'T CALL THE FASHION POLICE! LET ME EXPLAIN!

In threw on knee-high boots in our fast-paced dressing to get out the door and put these bad boys on because 1)they are warm and cozy and my feet cannot stand the Utah, February chill and 2)no one sees your socks in knee-high boots! Or so I thought....
Once I took off my boots and realized what choice of sock I had on I decided to throw caution to the wind and said "AWW SHUCK! CARPE DIEM, YA'LL!"

Another explanation: My true colors were shown (literally and figuratively! Look at my red face! Jeepers, acne cream! You've turned me into a cherry-faced freak!) and my competitive-win-at-all-cost-even-if-that-means-shouting-at-Christian-for-getting-a-better-score-than-me came out to play.

Despite my heinous look of horror and Christian's look of half-surprise-half-what-the-heck-am-I-doing-here-with-this-freak, this picture makes oh so unbelievably happy. One heck of a team we are, him and I. One heck of a team...

Even though Christian (or should I now refer to him as his new moinker, Elder Sagers oo-la-la!) beat all of us I still had an excellent time livin' life on the wild side! You know, it isn't that often that I put my planner down and decide partake in an un-penned activity!

............I also still believe he cheated because he was enrolled in a bowling class that semester.

There is only one way to solve this debacle... REMATCH... IN TWO YEARS! Be prepared, buddy boy, I'm coming back with a vengance!

Tune into my next post to find out what we did once we finished bowling. And let me tell you, our activity was definitely one to remember hehehehehehehehehehehehe! I must have you all hanging off the edge of your seats with you mouths watering for me to tell you what this little inside joke is! Don't I? DON'T I?!?!

*I have come to the realization that Christian and his roommates only loved me for my skills in the kitchen... Every day I seemed to bake something new then send it on over to his apartment! He fully believed that it was my plan to plump him up before his mission with my delectable, sugary, homemade-and-straight-from-the-heart baked goods. But even with that thought he didn't let that get in the way of eating them though... (BWHAHAHAHA! enter evil laugh as I spin in my swivel chair with my fingers tapping one another!)

**Much respect/gratitude to Brother and Sister Sagers for having such a looker of a son! 

happiness is

• Waking up at 6 a.m. with Jordan to make breakfast for your mother.
• Combatting bacon grease and coming out slightly unscathed.
• Jordan finding utter humor in every situation (including people almost dying, seriously.)
• Watching Pretty Little Liars with Jordan and having her know every line of every episode.
• Mixing vanilla coffee creamer with vanilla ice cream.
• Waking up early, the human mind is so fresh at the time.
• Bacon for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
• Evening walks with the family.
• Car rides that involve singing at the top of ones' lungs.
• Having nannies that are sent from Heaven (shout out to Rosie and Alma! YOU DA BEST!)
• Being able to use my technical adult status to shut down boys: "How old are you? Like 14?! I am an ADULT! Stop barking up this tree little boy!"
• Cracking your back, even though every one tells you that you have an addiction.
• Smelling Christmas candles in May.
• Realizing you are never too old to play spy.

and...

• Having the comfort of a mother's love whenever I need it.

just call me mom, folks.

I feel as if I have died (too dramatic, huh?) been transported into a dream world.

Noooooooo, not that dream world. You know, the dream world where George Clooney and Daniel Craig are fighting for my attention? Where homemade malts and goldfish are my main meals? Where every one finds my funky dance moves pure beauty/art? Where my skin is always flawless?

Defintely not that dream world.

Rather, the dream world where time is quickly sped up and I am no longer my BYU student, 18 year-old self.... Sadly those days seem so distant now, folks. The days seem to have transported me to my future adult-self, children and all... (In this dream world I am sans-husband though... Where could this mystery man be? On a mission, maaaaaaaaybe? :])

ANYWHO! I have been dropping off/picking up my little sister at junior high every day which includes me pulling into the parking lot saying, "Now, Jordan, which one of these kids are your friends? Point them out! I want to introduce myself to them!" Which then causes Jordan to say, "Emily, please.. Please... Please, no." And then get out of the car while it is still in motion.... Yeaaaaah, I've become one of "those" people.

After dropping that little ball of sunshine off I arrive home to spend the rest of the day with the trips. (I have 2 year old triplet siblings, FYI. I don't just go volunteer with those rascals, THEY LIVE WITH ME!)

Maybe I am biased, but when we are all together and I am in charge I think it is quite the party. I think I am biased, ahh who cares!

I do Carly's hair (us girls gotta be lookin' fly!) then let her do big-girl things.

like read the ads in the newspaper.....

Is that a grown man reading the morning news? My! He is only 2?! Coulda fooled me!

We have dance breaks to keep things interesting. Don't let this picure fool you- groovy moves run in the fam! Ever seen me dance?

UN.FOR.GET.TABLE!

Sam gets emotional because of the raw beauty he sees when his sister dance.

Psssssst, I spy with my little eye a handsome fella sportin' a BYU shirt! GO COUGARS!

I don't know what to say, I guess mine & Carly's moves just move people.

We play dress-up.

Our love for shoes definitely proves we fell from the same tree, that's for sure!

Sam tried on Daddy's shoes and ended up looking like a thug.

Just call him Little S Dawg. (that's "hood" right?!)

And after a long day we sit and read this book, mentioned in my last post.

The family that reads together, stays together.

PHEW! These siblings of mine are so high matinence! We must be related afterall!

So until that day where I can greet my mystery husband at the door with our adorable kiddos I will take care of these guys... They are kind of cute and all. :)

IS THAT SCREAMING COMING FROM THE NEXT ROOM?!?!?! NO CARLY, STOP TRYING TO FIT JACK IN YOUR PURSE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Note: Jack isn't included in this post due to the fact that he is always busy wreaking havoc to pose for pictures.