My name is Whitney and I'm a egg hoarder...

For a long time now, I have joked that my uterus is broken. I found out last week that I was wrong. My uterus in not broken, my ovaries are.

I went to the doctor last Wednesday, trying to find out why my body thinks it is pregnant. Well, the answer is simple enough. It is because I don't ovulate. No big deal right? Well that's what I thought until I started walking out to my car and realized that the doctor had said it was going to be difficult for me to have children. So I called my mom in tears because I was an emotional wreck from all the built up estrogen (oh and don't worry, because I don't ovulate and don't have a period, my body holds on to all that estrogen that builds up over time and exponentially increases my risks for uterine cancer). She of course didn't answer, so I decided to go to the temple, where I bawled like a baby the whole time.

I spent all day calling besties and trying to talk myself into being ok. The real problem, is that it was the 2 of a 1, 2 punch combination of the week (of course after skyping with Jessica about how great my life is right now). The news came the day after a potentially love interest fell off the face of the earth. Story of my life!

There are two really good things that I've realized as I've talked this over with my besties:

1. I can adopt all the Down's Syndrome babies I want.
2. I will have to take ovulating stimulating drugs, which means my chances of multiples increases. Meaning, that I will probably be the next Jon and Kate Plus 8, without the craziness.

My bestie Kendyl said that I'm an egg hoarder. I think I will add that to my power statement:

My name is Whitney, I hoard eggs in my ovaries, I may die a crazy cat lady, and I'm a Mormon.

Who's Your Daddy?

My Mandarin tutor wanted to give me a make-over, so I let her. I told her I wanted something subtle. This is what came of it:




I love Vicky! These pictures don't really show off how intense it was. While she was doing my make-up she kept saying "Perfect", "Thank your parents for your beautiful face", and "This is going to make you say 'Victoria's my daddy!'".

PS These picture make me feel like I should be on MySpace.

Setting Fire to the Rain

I went up the canyon with some besties and burned away the remnants of a previous part of my life. It was surprisingly cathartic.






Thanks to all my besties who were there, and those who couldn't make it. I wouldn't be here without you!

I'm a Big Kid Now

So I was reading my friend Natalie's blog and she commented on how it's time to grow up and update her blog's look, so I thought, "It is time!" (stated in the monkey's voice from "The Lion King"). So here's my best attempt at a new, older look.

It's sad when you realize that you're a big girl. I have recently purchased a big girl bed and am trying to do big girl things. I hate working full time. This is serious, you go to bed and it starts all over again, and there's no end. Where's my sugar daddy? I would be a kept woman any day.

And I'm a Mormon

I'm sure a few of you are aware of my church's new media campaign called "I'm a Mormon". I'm still working on my own tagline. The campaign includes making online profiles that show how Mormons are normal people. Some people are chosen to make videos that air online and pretty soon will air on TV. Basically it makes it look like Mormons are all rich and extremely successful.

But what about us who are average people?! I have recently come to the realization that I am completely average, and you know what? There's nothing wrong with that. We are all trying so hard not to be average that we all end up being uniquely average. Especially here in Utah, everyone is amazing, meaning that average is just taken up a notch.

After talking with my mom and some friends about this new campaign, we are realizing that being average is not going to look good in a video. As we sat around thinking of some taglines, we came up with a few that I really enjoy:

"I'm Kendyl, I'm 30 lbs overweight, and I'm a Mormon."
"I'm Kimberly, I have a messy house, and I'm a Mormon."
"I'm Phoxay, I'm average, and I'm a Mormon."

I think mine would go something like "I'm Whitney, I'm preparing to be a crazy cat lady, I eat my feelings, and I'm a Mormon". What do you think?