The Candida Diet: A New Beginning

The past couple of days I’ve really been thinking about where I want to take my blog. I feel like it’s time to take it to the next level and branch out a bit. This past year, I’ve really struggled with my health and finally figured out that I have a severe mold allergy (yippie!). This means I have to be on the Candida diet. That means that I have an out of control yeast overgrowth and can’t eat sugar, dairy, starches (rice, wheat, potato), and even having a limited intake on fruits. I’ve really struggled the past four months with being faithful to this diet and have reached a point where I’ve realized that I have to turn a new leaf and live to the book with this diet so I can get 100% better. So, from here on out I’m going to commit myself to posting a daily update on either a meal, allergy shots, blog, book, or whatever to stay on track with this diet. I’m so determined to do this and to really get my health back in control.




I’ll still be blogging about my life and such but it may not be as often. We’ll see.

Of Our Insecurities

Thank you, Pinterest!

Thank you, Pinterest!

The past couple of days have been really interesting. I had a rather interesting phone call from someone who I won’t name and it brought up a lot of insecurities that I have. Interestingly enough, today at work (I peer mentor at a rehab center) we were talking about insecurities and overcoming them. It really got me thinking about what I feel insecure about. To be entirely honest and real here a lot of the time I feel insecure about so many things. That may sound silly, but it’s true. I become insecure when I speak in front of a group of people. I sometimes feel insecure about how I look. I feel insecure about trusting people and marriage. I feel insecure about letting people into the deep parts of my heart. I feel insecure about so many things. But as we were talking with the members of the rehab center, I realized something. Our insecurities are there to help us overcome challenges. If I weren’t so insecure about the things I’ve listed, I know that I wouldn’t or could’ve fought so hard for Jacob and for other important relationships in my life. If it weren’t for my insecurities, I wouldn’t really be me. I wouldn’t have my testimony of the Savior and His gospel. I wouldn’t really know who I am and where I stand on things. I honestly have no idea where I’d be at.

I  have to think of the Savior when it comes to insecurities. He must have felt insecure from time to time but he knew his purpose. He knew what he had to do and how to do it. And the greatest thing of all is that he overcame everything. I wanted to share that with the group members today but because it is a rehab center I’m not supposed to bring religion into the mix. So I kept my mouth shut. But if I could’ve said this I would’ve: Because of the Savior we don’t have to feel insecure. We don’t have to worry about what others think about us. We don’t have to worry if we’re smart or pretty enough. We don’t have to worry if someone will or will not hurt us. We don’t have to worry about trusting and committing to a relationship. We don’t have to worry about any of that if we believe the Savior.

Christ’s whole purpose was the atonement. Because of that purpose, I don’t have to live in fear and insecurity because I know that through his atonement all things are possible if I believe him–not just believe in him. I’m so grateful for the gospel and for the open arms that Christ has for each of us. I know that if we believe him that all of our insecurities, faults, short comings, sins, and so much more can be conquered because of him. I love my Savior and I’m so grateful for everything that he has done for me.



Goodbye Mold, Hello LIFE!

Wow! It’s so good to be back to blogging. I was telling Jacob today how excited I am to start writing on a daily basis. It’s something that I’ve desperately have missed. So, to fill in the gaps from what’s happened since October (beside Jacob and I) here’s a quick update on what’s happened health wise. As most of you know (well, if you’re still reading this thing after my freaking long hiatus then you’d know this), I came home from my mission six months early. I had a really bad case of bronchitis and phenomena (if you really dig around on my blog you can find all those posts about it) and couldn’t keep up with the missionary work. After coming home in January, it was really hard adjusting and facing the fact that no one knew what was wrong with me. Fast forward from January to October…I was still sick. Ugh. Not fun. I saw another lung doctor and he told me that my lungs were perfectly fine and that I need to go see an allergists. A freaking allergists! Twelve doctors later and an allergists figured out what was wrong with me.

People. This is serious business. I was so desperate for answers that I was ready to do just about anything and I mean anything (let’s just say that I was ready to chop off my arm if that’s what it meant). So, I went and saw the allergists and she told immediately after that she was almost certain that I had a mold allergy. Lo and behold, she was right! I did the allergy testing (if I ever find the pictures I’ll add them to the of right now they are MIA) with 112 needles. It hurt like heck. But the good news was the allergists was right. I had a bad mold allergy…as in, I have a freaking epi pen because it’s so bad. So, I’m doing allergy shots to get it under control, and I’m not allowed to eat sugar, gluten, and dairy (mainly cheese, yogurt, cottage cheese, ect.). It’s been a challenge but boy, do I feel so much better.

It’s been amazing how much of a difference it’s made. Don’t get me wrong, there are days when I cheat and have ice cream because I’m craving it. But the result of doing that is not worth it. I feel sick to my stomach and have no energy whatsoever. So, it’s a pretty strict diet but so worth the results. I found out that this insane diet is called the Candida diet. I’ve read so many books and have tried so many things and honestly, it’s been a lot easier than what I thought it would be. I’m so much happier and healthier because of it (Maybe I’ll start posting what I do on a daily basis for this diet. That’d be fun!).

It took a lot of adjusting to get to the point where I’m at. At first, I really struggled (I still do sometimes) with wanting to follow the diet but after a while I realized how sick it made me when I wasn’t following it. Overall, it’s been quiet the adventure. Jacob has been so supportive about the whole thing. I’m so grateful for that because life would be so much harder if he wasn’t on board with it. I guess to sum up the past five months would be this:

  • I’ve learned how to buy super healthy things while still being on a budget.
  • I’ve been able to take control back with my life.
  • I’m so much happier because I’m not sick anymore.

In essence, life is good.



Sam & Jacob: Our Story

First picture of us.

First picture of us.

We all know the typical Disney princess story: Prince rescues girl, he steals her heart, and then they ride off into the sunset for their “happily ever after.”  It’s cheesy. It’s romantic. And let’s face it: We all are suckers for it. Don’t get me wrong, I love the Disney princess movies just as much as the next girl but they aren’t reality. At least, that’s what I thought before I met Jacob. But before I jump into my story with Jacob, I have to preference this by saying how anti-marriage I was. I had sworn to myself that I wasn’t going to marry. After seeing my parent’s divorce, I didn’t see the point. Why make your heart vulnerable to another human being when they would just shatter it in the end? It just didn’t make sense to me.Beside, I had big plans; and I mean BIG plans.  I was going to go to return back to my mission, finish college and eventually grad school, travel the world, save the children, paint in Italy, and do all sorts of crazy things. I vowed that if I ever married (which I highly doubted that I would) that I would have to check everything off my list before I said  “I do.”  I’ll admit, I was one of those girls who had her whole life planned out. I knew where I wanted to go, who I wanted to be, and nothing–and I mean nothing–was going to stop me. Or so I thought.

Our story begins when I moved to USU. That was probably one of the scariest things I’ve ever done. I had no idea what I was doing. I had no idea what the heck I was going to do in Logan. I didn’t know the campus, and so many things were unfamiliar. It was pretty nerve-racking. Thankfully, my roommates and the boys in apartment five turned out to be fantastic. I had no idea that life was about to change drastically within a few months.

Jacob was one of the boys in apartment five. He caught my eye right off the bat! We met  August 23, 2015. I had just gotten off of work and noticed Jacob and John (his bests friend) moving their stuff in. I thought to myself, “Man, they are cute. Especially the blond one.” After introducing myself (and probably sounding like a total idiot), I invited them to a game night. They were nice enough to accept and continued moving in.  I went into my apartment where I told my roommate that I called the blondie in number five … aka: Jacob.

Game night was post-phoned for several weeks because I got very sick with bronchitis and walking phenomena. It was not fun. After a couple of blessings from Jacob and John (and several weeks later, many trips to the doctor, heavy meds, and more), I was well enough to have a bunch of people over for game night. Well, at least I thought I was well enough. Turns out that playing the game Curses with bronchitis will put you in the ER for a few hours (Laughter combined with coughing turns into a bad asthma attack which caused a little blacking out. It’s fine.). I left in the middle of game night with a roommate to go to the ER and returned home late that night. Word got out that I was in the ER that night and Jacob gave me a hard time about not asking for a blessing when I needed one. That was when I asked for another blessing (from Jacob and John) and finally got better a week after Halloween.

By that time, I suggested to my roommates that we should throw a murder mystery party for Halloween. I was beyond determined to make up for the last game night and really wanted Jacob to ask me for my number. So, we put together a Clue-styled murder mystery party, handed out the parts, and had a blast. I was the host and had the clever idea of having Jacob be one of the murderers. This meant that I could tell the group that if the murders wanted to “kill” me off that they had to text me. But that did not go according to plan.  I had forgotten to give everyone my number and Jacob happened to be in that group (which was a complete accident).  Luckily, the next day Jacob called me out on it, asked for my number, and called me the next day to ask me out.

Our first date was right before Thanksgiving break. Jacob somehow remembered that I love to rock climb and took me with John and his date to the rock climbing house. It was a blast! Even though I got a giant bruise on my elbow from falling off the free-climbing wall, I would go on that date again. It was by far the best date I’ve ever been on. Jacob was so easy to be around and made me laugh so hard. It was so great. And his smile. Oh! That smile of his! I fell in love with his smile at the rock climbing house. After we rock climbed, Jacob remembered that I had never tried Indian food and took me to a local restraint. I think that’s when I really started to fall for Jacob. I loved that he remembered little things that I mentioned. I loved that he was so easy going and could laugh with me. Eventually, Thanksgiving break caught up with us and we went our separate ways for the holiday. I loved that Jacob texted me and that we still kept in touch over the break. It was great. As soon as the break ended, Jacob came over to my apartment so all of us could drive together to ward prayer. While we were walking in, Jacob put his arm around me because it was cold. A few people saw us walking in and I became a little apprehensive about the PDA because we’d only been on one date.

I don’t know if Jacob caught onto my apprehension because after ward prayer Jacob said, “So I want you to meet my family.” By this point, I knew that he liked me but he hadn’t told me. I was sort of freaking out. So, to play it “cool” I decided that I wasn’t going to let him off the hook so in return I said, “Oh really?! How come?” To which he said that he liked me a lot and then I left him hanging for a minute and said that I liked him a lot too. Then he held my hand for the first time. It was cute. I honestly was surprised that he held my hand right then and there.

IMG_0028From there, we started dating. Jacob always came up with fun dates to take me on and was so easy to talk with. Over the next several weeks, we became really close. It was so nice having someone constantly there. Before I knew it I started to really fall hard for him. I was scarred. I didn’t want to get my heart shattered. So, I made up my mind and decided to break up with Jacob over the Christmas break. Thankfully, after a really long talk and clarification on several things, we fixed things and didn’t break up. I was still terrified about getting married and all that jazz. As time went by my fears began to ease through lots of thought and prayer. We continued to get to know each other and time continued on. As we had so many in-depth discussions, laughter, and so much more  I realized that I had found the man of my dreams.

As we continued to date, Jacob and I started to talk about getting married. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I couldn’t imagine my life without him. Jacob is everything to me. He is everything that I’ve ever dreamed of having. His kindness, good heart, laugh, goals, dreams, testimony, intelligence, love, determination, sense of adventure, and so much more attracted me so much to him. There is something about Jacob that no one else has. He is the most incredible person I have ever met and I’m truly the luckiest girl in the world. From the there, the rest of our story is 10407582_10152598213132882_4469574151911816463_nhistory. We got engaged and set our date for May 9, 2015 at the Bountiful, UT temple. So, here’s to time and all eternity in 53 days . . . but who’s counting?! ;)




Engagement photo credit: S. Sorenson Photography (aka: Sarah my best friend)

Him and Her

Some of you may or may no have noticed that I haven’t been blogging as much as usual. I can’t use the health excuse anymore (we finally have that figured out and that’s for another post). My reason is from this fellow right here:


Ladies and gentlemen, please meet my boyfriend Jacob.

He is fabulous. Seriously. I can’t imagine my life without him. He is by far the most incredible person I’ve ever met. He’s down right hilarious, kind, loving, caring, loves the Lord, smart, genuine, nerdy, and so much more. He is my best friend.


Life without Jacob would be a very dull one. This guy constantly keeps me on my toes. He surprises me every single day by his kindness, love, and little things that he does for me. As corny as this may sound, he’s my better half. And I’m forever grateful that I can call him mine.


So, if my blog is slightly neglected for the next …um, eternity…that’s why.


This is my favorite picture of us:


12 Months of 2014

In the first month of 2014, Samantha did one thing: Returned from the MBM.

In the second month of 2014, Samantha did one thing: Saw two more doctors and returned from the MBM.

In the third month of 2014, Samantha did one thing: Got her old job, saw two more doctors, and returned home from the MBM.

In the fourth month of 2014, Samantha did one thing: Turned 22, got her old job, saw two more doctors, and returned home from the MBM.

In the fifth month of 2014, Samantha did one thing: Took second place in the Blazin’ Challenge, turned 22, got her old job, saw two more doctors, and returned home from the MBM.

In the sixth month of 2014, Samantha did one thing: Went to a wedding, took second place in the Blazin’ Challenge, turned 22, got her old job, saw two more doctors, and returned home from the MBM.

In the seventh month of 2014, Samantha did one thing: Moved two times, went to a wedding, took second place in the Blazin’ Challenge, turned 22, got her old job, saw two more doctors, and returned home from the MBM.

In the eighth month of 2014, Samantha did one thing: Moved to USU, moved two more times, went to a wedding, took second place in the Blazin’ Challenge, turned 22, got her old job, saw two more doctors, and returned home from the MBM.

In the ninth month of 2014, Samantha did one thing: Caught bronchitis again, moved to USU, moved two more times, went to a wedding, took second place in the Blazin’ Challenge, turned 22, got her old job, saw two more doctors, and returned home from the MBM.

In the tenth month of 2014, Samantha did one thing: Held a murder mystery party, caught bronchitis again, moved to USU, moved two more times, went to a wedding, took second place in the Blazin’ Challenge, turned 22, got her old job, saw two more doctors, and returned home from the MBM.

In the eleventh month of 2014, Samantha did one thing: Started dating Jacob, held a murder mystery party, caught bronchitis again, moved to USU, moved two more times, went to a wedding, took second place in the Blazin’ Challenge, turned 22, got her old job, saw two more doctors, and returned home from the MBM.

In the twelfth month of 2014, Samantha did one thing: Finally figured out what is wrong with her (we’ll blog about that some other time),  started dating Jacob, held a murder mystery party, caught bronchitis again, moved to USU, moved two more times, went to a wedding, took second place in the Blazin’ Challenge, turned 22, got her old job, saw two more doctors, and returned home from the MBM.

What a year! Thanks for being a part of it!



Synopsis: August, September, and October

Well, as we all know, I have not been posting frequently like I usually do. Mostly because I’ve been sick and blogging while your on so many medications should be illegal. So, now that I’m mostly better, here’s a little update about what’s happened the last little bit.

1. First and foremost, Mom is a college grad! Isn’t she just the cutest thing ever?! I’m so proud of her. She’s now in a Master’s program kicking butt! Go Momma, go!

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2. Meg, Buddy, and I survived the move! They love their new school and are rocking the world of junior high.

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3. I’ve seen the doctor five times plus a visit to the ER. My lungs still suck. We still don’t know what’s wrong. I’ve seen the lung specialist and he’s a little stumped. This picture is when I was sick and had to get an X-ray of my lungs. A few weeks later, I was almost better and then I got sick (again). While that was happening, my roommates and I had a game night because I wasn’t contagious and we all were laughing. For me, the laughing turned into an asthma attack which lead to seeing stars and then a trip to the ER (the doctor said to go if I had a bad asthma attack which is what happened). An hour and a half later, with Sarah, Jake, and Carson all in the ER with me (plus my roommate L), I was free to go with a lung and a half. It was great. Aug and Sep 007

4. I’m in love with watercolor! Need I say more? I think not.


5. Even when your sick, you need SEVERAL girl nights with the roommies and they must include ice cream runs. Super unhealthy, but worth every single bite! And we just rock at facials.






6. Double date with Sarah and Jake! Carson took me to a corn maze with Sarah and Jake. It was a blast (despite all the times he freaked me out–I don’t do scary!)

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7. Crafts of all sorts are a must when your sick. So are movies, Netflix, and lots and lots of reading. These are the coasters I made for the table. Aren’t they cute?!


8. Sometimes your siblings kidnap you to go to the cabin. Only went because I love them!

9. Adventuring with Sarah never ends! We finally made it to the beautiful canyon and I have to say, the pictures don’t even do it justice! IMG_4703

Well, that’s all the excitement that has been happening here. What’s new in your life?