I’m Glad You Asked…

Tonight at the gym an issue was arising. Twas a gym whore, disturbing my workout. What’s a gym whore you ask? Well I’m glad you asked.

A gym whore is a man who thinks he’s HOT. He thinks he’s so hot that he flexes in the mirrors all the time; as if no one else is there in the room. He breathes as loudly as a thoroughbred finishing the Kentucky Derby. He often wears a ‘bro tank’, cut off tee, or other such skimpy male clothing. He’s most often found in the free weight area, but some tend to wander to the cable machines where I reside. This one in particular was making a home on my favorite squat machine.

Casually, I went and stood for him to finish, but he was just getting started. My friend John A. came over to chit chat – what a pleasant conversation we were beginning to have! That’s when it begun… the screaming! The moaning! The crying! I kept glancing at him; he appeared in control so I didn’t feel the need to step in and intervene. However, he continued on with his reps – yelling at the top of his lungs! I thought to myself, “Whoa. This guy must be killing it!” And finally – he was done. He let his legs go limp and got off the machine, weakly walking towards his pal. “It hurts so good, man! It hurts so good!” he yelled. Curious, I took a peek at the machine since he hadn’t reset the weight. 250lb? He was yelling at the top of his lungs for 250lb? So I climbed on. On a regular day, I squat 170lb. I don’t really push myself past that cause I like to max with rep instead of set. I keep my weight light so I don’t get too bulky on my petite frame. Tonight, however, I wanted to kick it in gear. I started at 170; pushed it to 200. Then 220, 230, and finally… 250. It felt great! But what felt even better? The look on the both of the guys faces when they realized I was squatting this dudes max and I wasn’t moaning like a whimp. So just to be a little mean, I popped it up to 270lb. That hurt – not gonna lie. I just pursed my lips and kept on squatting!

IT WAS AMAZING! It’s like the Gods of squatting sent their blessing down on me to teach this gym whore a lesson! It almost makes me a little teary eyed just thinking about it… :’)

So that’s that. Men – don’t be gym a whore. Suck it up and get the job done! Don’t draw unnecessary attention to yourself. Sheesh. I feel embarrassed for you!

Will I be able to walk tomorrow? Yep. Will I walk well? Probably not. Was it worth it? Absolutely. I love showing those boys what’s up when it’s leg day(: A big booty girl has gotta do what she’s gotta do!

I’ll be seeing you,

— Moe Joy


Oops, There I Go Again…

I’ve been slacking! These past few days have been sooo slammed! I’ve had zero time to write. Meh. What is life coming to?! Sheesh.

So I went to Barnes and Noble last night. I know what you’re thinking – who let the shop-alohic out alone? Mom was on the phone. I fled. hehehe… But here’s the real problem. I went in for ONE book, How Winning Works, and came out with THREE others. Barnes and Noble didn’t have it in stock! Can you believe that?! Aren’t they supposed to have every book on earth available at my fingertips instantly? RUDE. So I started browsing, of course…

I asked a woman to show me – er – I mean I stumbled into the running section… Here’s the thing about running books: no matter what sport you play, what hobby you possess, or what job you hold, THESE STORIES ARE INSPIRATIONAL AND APPLICABLE TO EVERYTHING! They’re sooo addicting! So I bought a book I’ve already read that I had borrowed from my friend Micah D. It’s called, “Ultra-Marathon Man” by Dean Karnazes. Basically – he’s one of the most attractive men on earth whom I’d marry in a heartbeat.

You think I’m kidding? Allow me to explain…


And my second point…


And I’ll just leave one final thought on the way I think Dean looks… Just so we’re clear.Image

AM I RIGHT?!! He’s a beauty. And his book is incredible. I suggest it to anyone.

I also bought a book called, “Running Ransom Road” by a guy named Caleb Daniloff. I’ve never heard of him, but was captivated by the small summery on the inside flap. I knew I had to get it when I read a line; so beautifully dictated yet felt like poison in my veins. It goes, “There are countless souls in sneakers running away from something, or better, running through and past whatever it is that haunts them”. I love this because of the clarity and truth that it gives to the sport of running. I’m not as frequent a runner as I used to be, but when something REALLY makes me angry or stresses me out, it’s like I’ll explode if I don’t listen to the sound of my feet greeting the pavement. It happens at random moments; I get so worked up I have to to push everything behind me as I move myself forward. For whatever reason: running fulfills this need. Lifting doesn’t do it for me, other forms of cardio, yoga… Nothing gets to me like a good run can. Daniloff goes on in his book to share his thoughts as he passes another runner, heading opposite directions. They share a wave, acknowledging each other’s presence, then he says to himself, “Both of us alone out here, a community of two, chasing things that will never be caught”. Ouch. He says that he no longer runs from his demons, but runs with them. There are certain things that will always be a piece of us; something that we can’t simply swallow up or push aside. It seems that there are certain things in life we can never truly escape from – or certain goals we hope to achieve – that will haunt us forever. Embrace them; fuel your hobbies with that bold realization and be constructive with it.

Finally, the third and final book I purchased is, “To Be A Runner”, by Martin Dugard. Honestly – I can’t even tell you why I bought this one. I think it has an interesting summary, but I can’t quote it off the top of my head. It’s lying on the floor, two feet from me, but I’m too tired and comfortable to move and pick it up. (: How’s that for honesty? hahaha. However, to give you a brief idea, the little ‘interest grabber’ on the front says, “Racing up a mountain, running with the bulls, or just taking on a 5-K makes you a better person (and the world a better place)”. RIGHT?! And who doesn’t want to be a better person or run with bulls? Ya hear what I’m saying?

And that’s that. 3 intriguing books about running that I plan to knock out in this next week. Get ready! This is going to be legen – wait for it…….. – DARY! (holla at yo girl, all you How I Met Your Mother fans! haha)

Have a beautiful day/evening/life! I’ll be seeing you.

— Moe Joy

Hey Ya’ll!




I feel so blessed and excited to begin this journey! I have one month and twelve days till I enter the MTC (April 3rd). That is so quick! AH! I am so thankful that it isn’t a long wait. I’ve been waiting long enough for my call as it is so… Hallelujah! I am so ready to begin the Lord’s work, as hard as it may be. I feel so blessed, with peace in my heart and mind, knowing that this is truly where the Lord wants me to serve. Even though I was convinced I was destined for Peru, the overwhelming confirmation I felt from the Holy Ghost assured me that THIS is where I need to be. Seeing President Thomas S. Monson’s signature at the bottom was incredible; the seal of approval from the Lord’s prophet is… a feeling I don’t even know how to describe. What’s even more amazing is the way the apostles refer to themselves; as my brothers, serving with me and beside me. It’s amazing the kind of support I can feel in my heart from the first presidency and apostles – even though we’ve never met! I know that they are representatives of the Lord! And now I get to become one full-time as well! It’s such an amazing feeling… It’s nothing like I imagined it. 

So with such a short time to get things taken care of, let the shopping begin! (: I’ve already bought some tops and skirts from the Sister’s Missionary Store in provo, as well as my temple dress! It was so cool to purchase a temple dress. It was almost like wedding dress shopping, except 10000x more special! haha at least that’s what I think. I can’t wait till I get my full recommend! 

Have you thought about that? A temple recommend? It’s a recommendation from the Lord’s servants, our bishops and stake presidents, that we are worthy to be in the presence of the Lord in his holy house. Isn’t that so cool? It gives me chills. I’m so excited!

So that’s the big news. I’m glad I can finally share it with everyone. It’s been a long time coming, but the wait was worth it. I know that my Heavenly Father has prepared me to meet and teach someone special in Texas. I know that my Heavenly Father will give me the power to do whatever He needs taken care of; to watch over his children and be a sturdy pillar of strength in these tumultuous times. I feel so honored and blessed.

If you’re considering a mission, PRAY with honest and earnest intent of your heart to find out if it’s right for you! Ask your Heavenly Father specifically what He needs from you. He will answer your prayer! I can testify of that.

I love you all! I can’t wait till these posts are letters from my mission(:

I’ll be seeing you,

— Moe Joy

I Have a Stalker

I just want everyone to know that with my mission call on it’s way, it’s always on my mind. ALWAYS! And ever since last October, something weird has been happening.


It’s true. Ask anyone. Just kidding – ask my friend Jordan C. I think she’s heard the most about it. So at this point, I hope I have your interest. And as I’m about to tell you who/what I’m being stalked by, I hope I don’t lose you.

I’m being stalked by: Peru.

HONEST! I feel like Heavenly Father is trying to send me a message! He’s all, “So uh, I know you’ve always wanted to go to Australia, but unfortunately, I think it’s time you woman up and learn Spanish. You almost flunked in 7th grade, and since you studied it so much that year for your class, I think you’d be a good fit. Love ya!” Isn’t that ridiculous?! Let me tell you all about this.

A) I talked to Bryce C. the night before general conference (the one in Oct. 2012 when President Monson changed the age requirements) about how awesome a trip to Peru would be!

B) My Basil P.’s sister is about to honeymoon there so he keeps telling me all about it.

C) When members (who are basically strangers) at the YMCA ask me what I’m doing with my life and I explain to them what a mission is (GO MISSIONARY WORK!) they always, always, ALWAYS! guess Peru

D) It was mentioned in general conference at least 3 times

E) My dental hygienist thinks I’ll be sent there so my “weaknesses can be made strong” (referring to my inability to learn Spanish)… If you know what I mean.

F) Every other time I turn on the radio, Rosetta Stone is advertising their deal on downloading one of their language packages and I always think to myself, “Well since I’m going to Peru I should probably buy the Spanish one and get a head start!” Uh – Is this wishful thinking? Or is the Lord planting thoughts in my brain!?

G) A counselor in my bishopric served his mission in Peru – He tells me a lot of stories so I feel like I’ve practically already been there!

H) JUST NOW I created a group on Facebook so everyone could make guesses of where I’ll be going. I then logged onto Pinterest to find a cute design of some sort of LDS saying about missions… When I put “LDS” in the search bar, guess what came up? A PHOTO OF THE LIMA, PERU TEMPLE! Freaky, right?!


Lima, Peru Temple

I) …. That’s it. I’m out.

So there you have it. Pretty much every reason why I think I’m going to Peru. I know people think it’s bad luck if you tell everyone where you want to go, BUT – I don’t particularly want to leave the states OR learn Spanish! AND maybe if I talk about this enough, He won’t send me there. At the same time, I’ve sort of become accustomed to the idea of going to Peru and will probably be slightly disappointed if I didn’t get called there. I just feel like with how much it’s been brought up over the past 5 months that it has to be true!

But whatever the case may be – I know that I will be called wherever the Lord wants me to go. I am STOKED! I’m so ready to be out in the field. Nothing is better than serving the Lord!

While at institute last night, one of my teachers was quoting famous people’s last words. Henry David Thoreau (who is awesome, by the way) was speaking to his aunt. She asked, “Have you made your peace with God?” and He left this life with these words on his lips, “I never quarreled with my God.” Uh – WOW. I love this! I love that he could recognize and feel that God had never left him alone; that he never felt the reason to shake his fists at the heavens and proclaim “why me?” whenever things when off course. I want to feel that kind of peace. I feel like my mission will help me with that.

So with many things to look forward to, like the anticipation of finding out if the Lord has prepared me for Peru or prepared me to trust and put my faith in Him, no matter where I’m called – so be it. I am ready and don’t want to wait!

I’ll be seeing you,

— Moe Joy

A Letter to my Friends

Lately I’ve realized there have been a lot of things where my first reaction has been to bawl my eyes out. To keep this from happening, I just smile like a goon. It’s been things like: receiving a letter from your best friend for the first time in months, then just a few short hours later breaking the Scentsy warmer that said best friend gave to you before he left for two years. Ya know – the one that symbolizes the warmth, light, and good smelling-ness of him? That he so lovingly handed over to you for safe keeping? Yeah. That one. Shattered! Smiled like a goon.

It’s also been a reaction to things at work. When people don’t show up for their shifts, when people are sick, when the phone won’t stop ringing… Smiled like a goon.

Or when I realized how long my mission call COULD take to come. Will it come in two days? Or nine? The anticipation is slowly killing me. But here I am – smiling like a goon.

Most of all, however, are the day to day moments of pure joy and happiness that make me smile the goofiest. They’re also the moments that make me want to bust out in tears because I feel so genuinely happy. As I reflect, these moments are related to the gospel of Jesus Christ. When someone asks me, “What’s a mission?” I grin from ear to ear. Or when I attend institute, my whole face is in pain from the constant upward curvature of my lips. Best of all, when I get so giddy driving on the freeway knowing that I’m going to have to pass the temple, then taking a detour off the freeway so I can drive right NEXT to the temple, is the best grin I’ve worn in a long time.

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the truest gospel on this earth today. This week has been going on for 3 days. In just 3 days I feel so much overwhelming happiness that I’d feel like a selfish brat for not sharing what I’ve come to know and realize! Some of this is deep, some of it clean cut and to the point. So if you don’t understand what the heck I’m talking about, don’t hesitate to ask me! I love to talk about the gospel. It’s the best news there is!

First of all – Charity is the pure love of Christ. But if charity had a first cousin, it would be friendship. Just as “Charity never faileth” so does, “Friendship never faileth”. And I think that is the best thing ever! Charity – loving others. Friendship – caring for others. AH! Showing the pure love of Christ to those closest to you? What could be better than that!? I love this idea.

Second – I’m about to quote Elder Marvin J. Ashton from a talk he gave in the Ensign magazine back in 1973. It’s long, but it’s the best! (At least you didn’t have to type it, right?) Elder Ashton says,

“Someone has said that ‘A friend is someone who is willing to take me the way I am’. Accepting this as one definition of the word, may i quickly suggest that we are something less than a real friend if we leave a person the same way we find him.

There seems to be a misunderstanding on the part of some men today as to what it means to be a friend. Acts of a friend should result in self-improvement, better attitudes, self-reliance, comfort, consolation, self-respect, and better welfare. Certainly the word friend is misused if it is identified with a person who contributes to our delinquency, misery, and heartaches. When we make a man feel he is wanted, his whole attitude changes. our friendship will be recognizable if our actions and attitudes result in improvement and independence.

It takes courage to be a real friend. Some of us endanger the valued classification of friend because of our willingness to be one under all circumstances. Fear can deprive us of friendship. Some of us identify our closest friends as those with the courage to remain and share themselves with us under all circumstances. A friend is a person who will suggest and render the best for us regardless of the immediate consequences. Sir Winston Churchill became Great Britain’s greatest friend in his country’s darkest hour because he was courageous enough to call for ‘blood, toil, tears, and sweat’ when some would have accepted him more readily as a friend had he advocated peaceful surrender.”

I honestly couldn’t agree with this more. It takes guts to stand up to someone and say, “Hey – ya know what? I think you need to work some things out.” But isn’t that what a friend is? If we constantly sugarcoat things and say, “Oh, they’ll grow out of this”, chances are they won’t and bad habits will be instilled in their minds. Friends need to protect each other! They need to show that love of Christ.

Third – In this dispensation we have the fullness of the gospel. We are the birthright generation! If you take the word ‘dispensation’ and break it down with the understanding that we are the generation with the fullness of the gospel, you start to realize that you have to be the one to DISPENSE the gospel to your friends and neighbors! MISSIONARY WORK! Isn’t that incredible?! We are the last dispensation – it’s time to dispense what we know and share it with everyone. Ya know – share what Christ sacrificed himself for? It gets me so excited and fired up knowing I can be there for my friends in such a huge way; even if they don’t recognize it.

Fourth (and I’ll try to make this the last) – This one is actually not from this week, but two weeks ago. It’s been stuck in my brain though! It’s really latched onto my heart. I spoke out at the South Idaho Correctional Institution – aka: the prison. It was one of the most incredible and humbling experiences I have ever encountered in my life! Our topic was, “Developing a Positive Attitude”. We first spoke to the women (and by ‘women’, I mean, ‘woman’… Only one showed up). Honestly – I felt very unprepared even though I had pages of notes. I just didn’t feel like the Spirit was with me and I had no idea if my talk was prepared well enough. I had to speak first and it went okay. I wasn’t thrilled, but I was done. When my friend Bryce C. spoke, he shared one of his favorite scriptures in Alma 7. On the same page was a glue-in quote from my seminary days of high school. Speaking on the atonement Christ bore for us, and how great and eternal happiness can be drawn from this, my eyes fell to the glue-in by Elder Jeffery R. Holland (one heck of an apostle – am I right?!) from his Ensign talk, “Teaching, Preaching, Healing” in January 2003. Underlined on this very long quote was this,

“…In spite of life’s tribulations, there is help for all of us on this journey… He knows where the sharp stones and the stumbling blocks lie and where the thorns and the thistles are the most severe… He knows that because He has suffered ‘pains and afflictions and temptations of every kind… that He may know… how to succor his people according to their infirmities’ (Alma 7:12). To succor means to ‘run to’. I testify that Christ will run to us, and is running even now, if we but receive the extended arm of his mercy.”

My dear friends, I hope you know that I love you. I hope you know that I’m striving to be a better friend. I wasn’t a great friend in high school. Looking back I realize how pride plagued my heart and how unwilling and unopened I was to the kindness of those around me. I’m trying not to cry as I think about all these pieces of the gospel that make me appreciate you now; more than I really have before. The gospel has been there for me through the good times and the bad which is why I hope to share it with you now! It’s incredible. Christ our Savior lives! He lives! He lives, and He loves us. He is running to our aid as we struggle with school, relationships, parents, and heaven knows what else… I hope you will extend your hand to him so He can pull and lift you higher. I love you guys! I’m so excited to serve my mission and want you to know that it’s right for me! I’m smiling like a goon (:

I’ll be seeing you,

— Moe Joy

I Seem Cool Online

So – I just want to remind everyone that I’m actually not that awesome. My life is actually pretty boring. But for whatever reason, when I start to write things down, I start to think that my life is pretty cool. Seeing my life immortalized in print on the web, depicting all the super awesome parts of my life is so… AWESOME! Just awesome. Maybe I should share some not so great stuff. Ya know – keep it real, yo.

Today is not that day.

Why? Cause I just went on a super cool date and it needs to be written down NOW so it stays super cool. I don’t want to write it later when I’m groggy and tired. The memory is fresh and I owe it to the moment to be well described! Words help us relive things – our memory can get a little foggy. Just face it.

T’was yesterday, Friday – February 9th. I was laying on my couch in the middle of the day, doing what I do best: watching “How I Met Your Mother” on Netflix. Yeah – killer afternoon. When suddenly, my phone began to ring! MYLES Y. I knew this was going to be good. This guy is a riot! Absolutely one of my best friends and we’ve only known each other for about 3 months.

Myles starts going off about this thing called “Service Saturday” and how a bunch of people get together to give back to the community! Something I’d totally dig – right up my alley. But THEN he starts telling me in horrid detail what he had to do. Apparently Boise has a rat shelter? A place where rats can go and be safe? A rat sanctuary, if you will. Some bat poop crazy lady has HUNDREDS of rats in a double wide trailer! IN BOISE! I couldn’t believe it. But she loves them! She cares for them like children! And Myles WENT THERE ( yeah – inside the trailer!) with other volunteers to clean it! Can you imagine? THE HORROR! It freaks me out just thinking about it. Apparently she has a facebook page. I gotta find it. I gotta find the rat sanctuary page. When I do, I’m definitely bringing it straight here.

Immediately following this disgusting conversation, Myles goes, “So uh, I think we should go on a date. Tonight, actually. Let’s get dinner and play laser tag!” “Oh, okay! Yeah, that sounds good Myles. I’d love to!” Well I had to work till 8:30 pm. So at 9, Myles picks me up and we head out on our adventure.

This is the part of the Myles story where things get good. Myles is actually a huge sweetie. Total sucker for romantic stuff. He likes to make stuff personal. So no more freaky stuff like rats.

He picks me up and he heads to walmart. We had to pick out our favorite cereal (there’s a lot of back story to this. no time to write it all. you’d hate me for it. poop.) So after we got our cereal, we headed to… Wahooz? Yep. Wahooz. Myles proceeds to pull out a carton of milk, bowls, and spoons from the back of his truck. And I’m all… “So uh, where are we eating our favorite cereal again?” “In Wahooz, Moe. Then we’re going to play laser tag!” “Oh… okay!” Finally, after much struggle, we found a spot we felt we could eat in peace. But when Myles pulled out the bowls, I started to panic. It was too weird, bringing our own food to a business that had a sign clearly posted stating “Please no outside food or drink”. AND wahooz has freaking security now!!! What kind of family fun place has a dude in a yellow security shirt with a huge radio holstered to his hip?! Anyways.

I totally chickened out. I begged Myles to not pull out the milk or cereal. Then we had the most incredible idea! Myles cleans some hair salons in the mall after hours… There’s a door that is unlocked 24/7. So we went to the food court, picked a table, and ate our cereal alone in the mall. It was SO COOL! We laughed, talked philosophy… It was by far the most perfect date I’ve been on in a very long time.

Basically, Myles Y. is a fantastic young man who’s totally single and lookin’ for his lady! I’d totally snatch him up, but alas – Myles came into my life shortly after I made the decision to go on a mission. Yes boys, this ship has sailed. I’m totally stoked.

But until then, I’m floating on a cloud. This date was great. It’s one for the record books!

I’ll be seeing you,

— Moe Joy


I just wanted everyone to know how lucky I am! I have the most beautiful niece in the world(: I can’t believe she’s almost a year old! Time passes too quickly… She is one of my best friends – literally. We get a kick outta each other. We’re pretty much soul mates. I’m not excited about leaving her for 18 months, but SO can’t wait to skype with her and call on my rare occasions(: I love this booger.Image

Waddup Finches!

I have some pretty great friends. For not knowing each other very well – we manage to always have the best time. Jordan C. planned a wonderful girls night full of all things fantastic; incredibly fatty food, Just Dance, embarrassing stories (that only I seemed to have?), proposal stories (congrats Julia L!), and… Pitch Perfect. So after a lot of laughs, Hannah P., Jordan C., Emmy F., and myself stayed awake and laughed the night away. As I think about it now – I have no idea why we thought it was so funny, or why we think we could be the best comedians known to man (but really – Hannah P. and I could really be quite the duo!). Pitch Perfect and caffeine does that to you; everything is hilarious. But I suppose it’s time I finish this up like a cheesecake before I share anything too aca-awkward.

I have great friends.

I’ll be seeing you,

— Moe Joy

Pre-Mission List: #1 DIY Crafts – The Bottles

I’ve had these alcohol bottles sitting in my house for a year. My English professor and roommates gave them to me because of something I saw on pinterest and I really wanted to make it for my mom for Christmas! Well – on pinterest it was just a bunch of beer bottles wrapped in yarn. I was going to wrap a bunch of wine and Smirnoff bottles in twine, glue them together in an arch, then put some tall, fake, wild grass and flowers in them to create a fireplace screen. WHAM! freaking awesome, right?! Well I hauled all those bottles home, bought a spool of twine for $20 bucks (yeah – what the heck?) and… never touched them again.

Here we are. The bottles. Finally taking care of them! I actually let mom recycle a ton of them and I just kept my favorite ones… I’m determined, okay? Just not so good at getting things done in the most timely manner… Sheesh.

Treat your supplies with tender love and care!

Let my poor sponge brush be a lesson to all you DIY crafters out there… Treat them with care. One day, you’ll have one left and it will look like this. Useless. I ended up having to use my fingers!

Here's what I thought I'd be using

Here’s what I thought I’d be using

  • I thought I’d be using my spray-able modge podge to seal the start/end points of the twine on the smooth bottle.
  • Regular mod podge for the actual gluing of the twine
  • Tape so I wouldn’t have a sloppy line of glue where I didn’t want any
  • My $20 giant spool of twine from hobby lobby… gag!
  • The bottles are just 3 of many that I still have… Neat shapes, right?




So then I had this wild idea that I would put glitter on the top half of the bottles. So I painted the top parts of the bottles that would shine through. Brilliant? I think so.

Almost there!

Almost there!

So after a lot of struggle, I got into a groove. I didn’t use the tape to stop the glue (obviously) since I was going to be covering the rest with fabulous glitter! So I sat and waited for my twine to dry… I didn’t want any fall-out glitter to stick to random spots of the wet twine.

Whoop there it is

Whoop there it is

And there you have it! I was so excited that I finished these three that I couldn’t wait for them to dry… I literally had just finished the glitter and boom. Started snapping pictures. So they actually look a little better today, and the lighting is way better (it was late at night – no natural light to help this poor girl out!) so… That’s what I got for you. Not too shabby for a year in the making, right?

I’ll be seeing you,

— Moe Joy