Thursday, June 16, 2011

Regarding the Book of Bests and Other Such Nonsense

Look at me! I am writing an entry half way through the month which means that my posting speed had increased by 50%!  At this rate I'll be posting VERY frequently in the near future...I'd better slow down or I'll never keep up! 

In order to keep YOUR attention and prolong MY carpal tunnel I have decided on an alternate way of giving my audience insight into my life.  I will write shorter posts!  It will include all of the less significant happenings in my life and together those small things will make a big picture for you! Alright, enough talk.  Here goes...

Yesterday as Ju and I wandered and giggled to pass the time while the boys (Bo and Danny) set fence posts in the ground, something sparked a thought in my mind.  I should make a book of bests in which I could record the most outstanding things that I find day by day.  The very obnoxious thing is that I had the very BEST best to start off with and now...I can't think of it for the world of me.  Blast.  I will ask Julia what it was and get back with that thought later. Entries from The Book of Bests to follow.

2. Singing in Harmony With a Stranger
As I title this thought I realize that it may not have been harmony...I for one wasn't singing a melody or harmony and I think it's safe to say that I didn't hear any on the other end.  So, as I mentioned, Bo, Danny, Ju and I went hiking yesterday after Bo and Danny put very heavy fence posts in the ground.  We hiked for a few hours in the warm sun and we had comical conversation the whole time.  At one point I was singing "Your Song" from Moulin Rouge as we were coming down Misery Ridge at Smith Rock.  I was singing it poorly and only one part over and over again(Isn't that obnoxious!)  When I ended, I heard a lady a switch-back below me exclaim about loving the song and finish it for me. I was very happy to think that tune was distinguishable from my crooning and even happier that such an obscure song would be the connection between to strangers hiking down the hill side.

3.On the Subject of Moulin Rouge
I recently discovered the music from this musical while I traveled with Nola Joy to the coast.  I haven't ever seen the movie.  The thing is... I LOVE the music but sometimes I blush when I realize what the subject matter is!! Anyway, I am in denial about the whole thing because I can not help but be enchanted by one, "Obi Wan Kanobi"'s voice.  Goodness Gracious.

4.Did I Say that this Would Be Short?
I try not to expound but apparently I have work to do.

5.Work at the Brand
I am now serving and it is going VERY well.  I feel pretty confident in everything except alcohol.  I secretly hope that I can avoid some of that knowledge.  They(some recent customers) tell me that as long I look good and get them their food fast I will be fine. I've been spending more time in front of the mirror before work lately... the fact that I know some of the terminology that I do makes me blush and I would rather not continue to learn more.

6.I am Falling Asleep
Hey! I just remembered a great thing to end on.  The other day I took an afternoon nap following not very much sleep and a lot of work for about 4 days.  I was tired and down for the count when my mom brought me the phone.  Chaser boy had questions about filling out an application and so of course I obliged.  Unfortunately on his third question I started thinking about an answer and slowly drifted back off to sleep. Seconds later I woke up to Chase's voice on the other end, "Hello?"  I had stopped mid sentence.  I guess it's better that I fell asleep while talking rather than driving aye?

With that last thought, I am going to finish becuase I would hate to fall asleep mid-post.  I think I will continue to work on the short post next time... I have so much that I want to say! I think too much apparently.  Sianara! Thanks for reading!  

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Time Flies

I am writing my second blog a month to date after my first one. This may or may not become a trend if I don't get myself to write more often...I will do my best to improve by 50% this month and have TWO whole blogs posted before July 1st.  Is that 50% or 100%? I'm not going to go any farther trying to fix my poor math with worse math. As I am writing this, I am noticing that it is becoming a novel and so I have decided upon making a key so that people can choose what to read and what not to read! :D
1st Paragraph: You already read it silly
2nd Paragraph: Run down on my coast trip and discussions about boys
3rd Paragraph: The AWESOME people of Central Oregon
4th Paragraph:  YSA Branch
I am excited to inform everyone that I have found the soundtrack to Moulin Rouge.  The movie is scandalous, or so the synopsis tells me, but I am can't help but be drawn like a magnet to Ewan McGregor's smooth as molasses voice.  You might wonder why this newsflash is's probably not but in case you wonder what soundtrack my life is running to currently, there you go!  I heard the music in the car with my dear aunt Nola and cousin Michealyn with whom  I ran to the coast for a day this last weekend.  As always, It was so  so so so fun and refreshing to be with them.  On our way, we picked up Jessica and Steve Hart who were in Eugene for a big track meet (Steve is on the BYU team).  They were a very very fun addition to our crew. We took poor pictures, ate delicious seafoods, sang very loudly and talked about boys almost the whole entire time.(Steve didn't have much input on the matter) Michealyn, Nola and I have had conversations about boys for longer than I can remember. This trip, filling my normal role, I mostly listened to their giddyness and laughed and giggled to egg them on. There have been times that I have been more involved and times that I have been a supporter more than contributor... these last few years I have found myself in the supporter seat which has proven to be very safe and comfortable.  In the supporter's seat I blush exponentially less and don't have to worry about looking back and grumbling about the things that I had spoken.  Additionally, as one can imagine, Central Oregon isn't exactly crawling with love intrests :)

Where there may not be love interests, there are certainly wonderful people that can be found in Central Oregon. First, Bo and Ju, more commonly known as BoBo and Julia Goolia. It would be pure stupidity to ask for better friends to adventure with.(The addition of Kyliegh Mae of course would be a most happy one) Yesterday Bo, Ju, and I joined the 20 toddlers and their mothers in the Redmond Cinemas to view Kung Fu Panda 2.  One should know that where I don't have much to add to boy talking sessions...I have quite a bit of laughing to add to a silent theater when there are Pandas doing kung fu.  Also last weekend, Danny Jorgenson and Steven Graves and Julia and Bo joined Adrienne, Nola, Michealyn and I in some "Octopus 8". The party started late...oops... and ended much later but it was SO much fun.  In addition to our fun and very competitive game we roasted Starbursts and planned Rexburg excursions.

The YSA branch.  I only wish that I could have extraordinary writing skills that enabled me to clearly describe and expound upon the Deschutes River YSA Branch.  I learn something from someone new everyday.  The little size of the branch pretty much does away with clicks and the result has been numerous friendships with intelligent people that add a lot of happiness and understanding to my life.  The branch has been my saving grace this summer especially because I miss BYU so much!  Lately, FHE has been ending in lengthy games of ultimate frisbee which in turn results in Chandler's body feeling very very sore and tired.  One night we even played until 11:30.  The branch has about 45 people in it on a very good day. Needless to say, everyone knows everyone.  I am currently serving in the relief society presidency as second counselor...the same calling that I had in my BYU ward.  Apparently I have things to improve upon I'm sure I always will.  I am very excited to have a calling in the branch to keep me busy.            
 I will write about work adventures later...I just got called in early.  Thanks for reading! Love you all!
Chandler Whitney

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Such Is Life

A dear friend recently visited me in my apartment in the evening. As I cleaned, I started expressing some of the things I had been considering during the day and asking what his thoughts were on the matters.  In response, Donovan responded, "Chandler, I think you have too many deep thoughts per day.  You've got to start rationing or something".  I've tried to ration Donovan. My attempts have failed, and so I am here, on writing out some of my thoughts.  This way, at least there will be room for more without the worry of consequent insanity. I do not claim to have "deep" thoughts per say, I think perhaps my thoughts only ranked as "deep" compared to "what will I have for dinner?" and "Should I go to class or should I watch Hulu TV in my apartment instead?".  Additionally, my writing is not superb but I think perhaps this will be an important step to making it so.  Please bear with me.
I chose C'est La Vie as my blog title because...I love it.  If I can't say anything brilliant at least this tried and true phrase Such is Life can.  I think the first time I read this phrase was in a history textbook sometime in Middle school or my early years of High school, If I remember correctly they were applying it to government types.  As I continue to grow in age and maturity(sort of) I find that it is more applicable to life(of course) than government. I feel like this is getting slightly boring, I will now tell a comical story to prevent the ensuing boredom.  Flashback to yesterday evening.......
It is Saturday night at Brand 33, and we have about 25 kids from Sister's high with reservations for prom.  With their prom special, the prom dates get virgin cocktails(Glorified Hawaiian punch) and for some silly reason someone chose to put the drinks in very tippy plastic cocktail glasses. Having been away from the restaurant business for months while I was away at school, my tray carrying balancing skills are seriously lacking.  And so it was that I managed to do the classic klutz server move... I dumped the last punch in the middle of a beautifully dressed prom couple.  The cup that spilled was of course the last on the tray and the punch was of course red.  Miraculously the punch only splashed on the chairs and the couple emerged unscathed; even still, I was emotionally quite flustered.  Not to mention So embarrassed.  As I rushed to clean up the mess and then returned I heard my name mentioned multiple times.  "Great", I thought to myself, "Someone, somehow knows me".  I said something like, "Great, and you guys know my name.  Who do I know here?"  Turns out the boy that I had so nearly soaked is also named Chandler. 
Anyway, as you can imagine, I dramatically stormed around the kitchen, sharing my opinion with the cooks that plastic martini glasses where a horrible idea. As I bussed the tables, I worried about my promotion to server happening as soon as I would like (it will happen next week but last night would've been nice).  This thought proves my point.  Sometimes it takes 3 days to make the transition rather than the 1 that you planned for... such is life.  ACTUALLY this metaphor goes even further.  I think I have illustrated that my night last night was a less than enjoyable one.  What I failed to mention was what happened after work. 
At 10 PM I arrived at the church to play basketball in an attempt to orient myself after a rough transition back to living at home.  After a few less than great games, I finally started to get a handle on things and scoring some baskets.  Just like it did at BYU, running around in the gym, fast breaking, stealing the ball in defense, etc. restored my sanity.  I left the gym quite uplifted.  Today, Sunday, has been absolutely wonderful.  I napped in the warm sun, ate a delicious dinner with my wonderful family outside in the sun, laughed with my mom, laughed with my siblings, hugged my dad, shared my testimony, did my hair in the lobby at church and somehow received compliments on it.  What I mean to say is, Such is Life.  One night we spill punch on prom couples and as little as a few hours later we are elated because of basketball.  A week of rough transitioning can go by and the resolution is beautiful.  What would life be without a few tumultuous times?  Without strife we couldn't enjoy the good things in life and embrace the blessing that we are given.  I learned this lesson when I moved to Provo last fall and here I am learning it again.  I have no doubt that I will learn it again before my time is up.  I will end this unfashionably long blog post.  Goodness.  They are going to kick me out!  Just consider this the challenging post that makes it easier to read the next, shorter post :)  
C'est La Vie~ Embrace It!