a call for help...

I'm am amateur blogger.

When I post pictures it puts a giant white border around every picture...I can't stand it...it drives me crazy. I tried for about an hour to remove it tonight, but I failed.

Anyone know how to get rid of this?

With love,
Danika "desperateamateurblogger" Wright

Growing up...

Growing up is strange. Don't get me wrong, I truly do love it...it's fun, exciting, and full of adventures and opportunities...but...it is still kind of strange.

I like looking back to see where life has taken me. It's quite exciting. However, at this particular moment in my life I wonder where life WILL take me...what does the future hold?

Some people know what they want to do in life from day one and they go for it and they succeed. I've never been that way. There have been times in my life when I was frustrated with this, but I've come to understand that people are different and I guess that's not really how I work. I usually have ideas and random dreams that will stir about in my mind for awhile. Then I will research more about these dreams, look at the details, and decide what seems to work best at that time...and then I pray to know what's right and just kind of go for it.

That is how I ended up in Chile for 10 weeks to study spanish...as well as in Washington D.C. for 10 weeks for an internship.

That is how I ended up in Texas for the past four years of my life playing soccer for a small, yet wonderful, university. And I cannot explain how happy I am with that decision.

That is how I chose Accounting as my major, despite the common stereo-type that only extremely boring and lifeless people work in the field of Accounting (which is quite wrong by the way).

And that is also how life has brought me back home to Utah for grad school at BYU, something that never crossed my mind four years ago when I moved away.

So where will life take me next? Not just physical location...but what will I do?

I'm not sure at this moment. I have many different ideas of things I want to do in life. Some may be far-fetched, and some pretty certain. There are many possibilities and excitements...followed by many uncertainties and fears.

Despite not knowing everything that's down the road...there are some things I do know. I know God has a plan for me and that He is watching over me. I believe that my somewhat randomness in life has been a result of the Lord leading me. And I know that as I strive to better myself, trust in the Lord, follow Him, and make the most of this stage of life, everything will work out and I'll end up where I need to be.

the new place...pros & cons

I'm finally moved in and living in Provo! Neato. Here are some pics of mine and becca's first few days living in our cute little home (until Lala moves in)

First, we have a garden in the backyard. It looks like a mangled mess since it was clearly never weeded, but regardless it still produced some yummy tomatoes and anaheim peppers. Me and becs decided to make homemade salsa with our fresh ingredients from the garden. I do not lie...this was seriously the best salsa I have ever tasted in my entire life...truly it was. Store bought salsa will never be the same. It was so flavorful and every bite I was dumb-founded how delicious it was. I'm going to be talking about this salsa for the rest of my life. I'm going to tell my grand kids about it...that is how incredible it was.

Isn't it beautiful?

Saturday night we made some yummy cookies. These were really tasty...but didn't come close to being as fabulous as the salsa.

Sunday was fast Sunday, so after church we decided to make some fajitas to go along with the salsa. Needless to say...these were simply marvelous (compliments of the rich, luscious flavor of the salsa).

Me and becs also went long boarding around our neighborhood a couple times, which was quite pleasant.

Overall the weekend was fabulous in our new house. However...

Our landlord told us that they would clean the carpets when they moved out so that we didn't have to worry about it. Well since our house still had a little bit of a smell, and we were hesitant to walk on the carpet barefoot cause it just felt dirty...me and Becs were a little skeptical whether they actually did clean them or not. So I emailed the landlord and asked her and she replied and told me they did.

Well...still being skeptics, we decided to clean them ourselves anyway. Here is a picture of the first bucket of water after cleaning just a small 3 by 5 foot section:

Cleaned the carpets?? Ha...I don't think so! Gross! So we spent about two days deep cleaning the carpets and going over them repeatedly. The water never ended up clear (unfortunately)...but it looks and smells a billion times better, and at least now I feel good about walking barefoot in my house.

Special thanks to my mom and dad for helping me move...and thanks to my mom for coming and helping us clean the nasty carpets. Much love!