I forgot I even had a blog until a minute ago..! If anyone even reads this, I would like to annouce that my mission papers have been sent to Salt Lake!
I had a dream last night that I got called to Deleware. But I dont think it was a valid dream because the ending was kinda innapropriate... just kidding haha. but seriously.
I have never been so joyful about the gospel. I have literally been up all night long reading about Joseph Smith, and from the Book of Mormon. ( even ask my family! )
Im so thankful for all of my aunts and uncles that are so strong and a great example to me.
Alex
Monday, November 24, 2008
Monday, August 4, 2008
Its been a while
i havent posted for a while. I will put some pictures and stuff on here soon.. I am finding Rexburg to be pretty lonely (since its summer break). Somedays are really hard.. like today.
I looked forward all day to FHE. Turns out there was me, and one other guy that showed up.. But it was still good. Any social interaction is a treat for me right now.
Keep it reall
I looked forward all day to FHE. Turns out there was me, and one other guy that showed up.. But it was still good. Any social interaction is a treat for me right now.
Keep it reall
Thursday, June 19, 2008
My Hilarious Sister Emma
A conversation with my mom about my sister emma:
Tara says:
the house is quiet this week. only Lora and Emma are here all week
the house is quiet this week. only Lora and Emma are here all week
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Alex Martinsen says:
thats amazing
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Alex Martinsen says:
thats amazing
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Tara says:
emma has been cracking me up...saying the funniest things this week
emma has been cracking me up...saying the funniest things this week
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Alex Martinsen says:
haha I miss herrrrr
Alex Martinsen says:
haha I miss herrrrr
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Tara says:
she had on a swim suit yesterday that had a flower sewn onto the top right side of it...
she had on a swim suit yesterday that had a flower sewn onto the top right side of it...
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Tara says:
she got cold and put a shirt on...then she looked down and said "oh no, that is not gonna work"...
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she got cold and put a shirt on...then she looked down and said "oh no, that is not gonna work"...
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Tara says:
people will look at me and say , oh that poor little girl only has one little boob starting to grow!
people will look at me and say , oh that poor little girl only has one little boob starting to grow!
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Tara says:
I laughed so hard!
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I laughed so hard!
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Alex Martinsen says:
im cracking up
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Tara says:
then she has developed this huge fear of wasps....they sometimes are around the pool
im cracking up
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Tara says:
then she has developed this huge fear of wasps....they sometimes are around the pool
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Tara says:
she will not go out side even to swim and so she asked me to say a prayer that Heavenly Father would protect her from the wasps
she will not go out side even to swim and so she asked me to say a prayer that Heavenly Father would protect her from the wasps
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Tara says:
after I did...she was just quiet for a second...and she said, I still can't go outside because I am worried that that is just not Heavenly Fathers plan for me
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after I did...she was just quiet for a second...and she said, I still can't go outside because I am worried that that is just not Heavenly Fathers plan for me
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Alex Martinsen says:
hahaha
hahaha
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Tara says:
i said, you think his plan is for you to be attacked by wasps??
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i said, you think his plan is for you to be attacked by wasps??
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Tara says:
she was like, well, he does have a plan for me mom
she was like, well, he does have a plan for me mom
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Tara says:
so cute
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so cute
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Tara says:
she just snuggled in your bed for about 10 minutes
she just snuggled in your bed for about 10 minutes
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Tara says:
i think she misses you too
i think she misses you too
Sunday, June 15, 2008
My Papa
My dad is pretty much exactly how I want to be when I grow up. We are so much alike, and we really get each others sense of humor. He treats my mama so incredibly well, and puts everyone's needs before his own.
He is the emotionally secure one in the family. Thank heaven for that. I think about my Dad everyday, and am just so blessed that he is mine.
Happy Fathers Day!
Friday, June 13, 2008
The New Slice
fRiDaY tHe tHiRtEeNtH
Today is Friday. Friday the thirteenth. My alarm went off at 8:00. I rolled over and hit the snooze with a touch of violence.
I had planned to get up early and get some work done so that I would have less this afternoon. My first class wasnt until 11:30, so I decided to snooze for a while. Well at somepoint I went one step further than pushing snooze, and I turned the phone (my alarm clock) off...
I awoke again, and thinking a half hour had probably passed, I just laid there and looked at the ceiling, enjoying the moment. I rolled over and glanced at the clock...... 11:15. I need to be out of my apartment and on the road at 11:15 in order to make it to my class on time.
I jumped out of bed, showered, brushed my teeth did my hair, put on some clothes, and even printed out todays homework.
I ran up the stairs where my bike was parked and in pure humility (for that is the only way my bike can be ridden) I flew down the street, turned right, went up the hill, turned left, went down the hill turned right onto the campus sidewalk and gave it all I had for the next 100 yards till I arrived at the bike rack. I went in the side door, up the 1st flight of stairs, up the second, up the third and up the fourth. I rounded the corner with a slow jog down the hall, turned left and headed for the last door on the right. Beleive it or not, Sister Davenport was just barely saying "Welcome class, who would like to say our opening prayer."
Stepping inside, I shattered the silence with my heavy breathing and found my way to my seat which is conveniently at the very front of the classroom. As I sat down and tried to blend into the wall, the tempurature of the warm room, after being outside in the cold, combined with my increased body heat created a wonderful sticky feeling, and fogged up my glasses.
I decided to excuse myself, and went to the bathroom where I removed my shirt and just stood for a while until my pulse was no longer the speed of a rabbit's.
I walked into class a second time, walked to the front, and blended into the wall. All in all, a nice morning.
I had planned to get up early and get some work done so that I would have less this afternoon. My first class wasnt until 11:30, so I decided to snooze for a while. Well at somepoint I went one step further than pushing snooze, and I turned the phone (my alarm clock) off...
I awoke again, and thinking a half hour had probably passed, I just laid there and looked at the ceiling, enjoying the moment. I rolled over and glanced at the clock...... 11:15. I need to be out of my apartment and on the road at 11:15 in order to make it to my class on time.
I jumped out of bed, showered, brushed my teeth did my hair, put on some clothes, and even printed out todays homework.
I ran up the stairs where my bike was parked and in pure humility (for that is the only way my bike can be ridden) I flew down the street, turned right, went up the hill, turned left, went down the hill turned right onto the campus sidewalk and gave it all I had for the next 100 yards till I arrived at the bike rack. I went in the side door, up the 1st flight of stairs, up the second, up the third and up the fourth. I rounded the corner with a slow jog down the hall, turned left and headed for the last door on the right. Beleive it or not, Sister Davenport was just barely saying "Welcome class, who would like to say our opening prayer."
Stepping inside, I shattered the silence with my heavy breathing and found my way to my seat which is conveniently at the very front of the classroom. As I sat down and tried to blend into the wall, the tempurature of the warm room, after being outside in the cold, combined with my increased body heat created a wonderful sticky feeling, and fogged up my glasses.
I decided to excuse myself, and went to the bathroom where I removed my shirt and just stood for a while until my pulse was no longer the speed of a rabbit's.
I walked into class a second time, walked to the front, and blended into the wall. All in all, a nice morning.
In a place where I had previously designed to go..
On Thursday night. I decided to take my wheels out for a little fresh Rexburg air. I rode up the longest steepest hill in the town. But it was worth it because you will never beleive what I found at the very top: a temple!
I sat by the temple and read the stick of Ephriam for about an hour. It was cold and windy, but a very sweet experience. I think I will make that a tradition of mine.
Sometimes we can feel insignificant when we concider our size in relation to all of Lords's creations. It seems like the amount of attention that is on Alex Martinsen has got to be pretty small. But i have learned that we have to accept the fact that our minds were created in such a way that we wouldnt be able to understand all of the mysteries of God in this life. I do have the attention of my heavenly father. If there were no veil, we would have no reason to develop faith.
Pour that spiritual juice in a glass and drank it!!
1 Nephi 21:15
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