Just one more week of this 29 post (hah) in 29 days. Whose idea was this anyway?!?
As you have seen, it hasn't quite equalled a post a day. Mainly because the majority of the missed posts would have been something like tonight's.
Life is good. Busy and good. I currently have two jobs [Asministrative assistant at University; oboe teacher at college], and three callings, or jobs at church, basically, only without monetary renumeration. Thankfully, it's not quite as busy as when I had six jobs, and was finishing my Masters. Or when I was working 30-40 hours while in my second year of my doctorate. At least I tell myself that.
However, I have not been using the little downtime I have had to beat effect. I still must finish my proposal. So I can graduate. No big deal.
And I am woefully behind in book reading! Theoretically I should have six books done on my list by the end of the month. And there are only two. Perhaps I should try listening to a book other than Les Mis on my hour + commute to the college. That book just takes way too much concentration, especially as I am about to begin the portion of the book I have never read before. I have started Tolkien's short story book, and am still slogging through the 'smile' book. So there is hope.
Lastly, this week I have a community school class. It's a bit embarrassing, but I'm still excited. It is a voice-over class. I'll let you know how it goes. The only downside, is it's the same evening as a friend's recital. But at least I can go to the dress rehearsal.
And for real lastly I will finally be meeting the newest first-cousin-once removed, in the family. In the past month or so, there have been four baby boys born in my family. Two in my dad's family: Hunter and Sterling; and two on my mom's: Bowen and Jack. Though Jack's proper name is Jack Winton Marya B. Well, at least according to my mum. I just call him Jack-jack. I need to make sure I get a good start at being the favorite auntie! He got a wee stuffed animal (Thumper) and big brother will be getting a Peter Pan doll. See? Aren't I off to a great start?
Well, as always, you now know more than you ever wanted to. Lucky you.
Till next time.
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Monday, February 27, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
mmm...fertilizer.
I was born in Orem, Utah but as the story goes, ten days later I was on a flight headed to Arizona where I would spend the first fourteen years of my life. I loved growing up in a house that my great-grandparents had built.
The elementary school I attended was built on land previously owned by my (great) grandpa Miller. I remember naively thinking, I will never move.
As fate would have it, my mum sat me down and said we were moving to Utah so she could go to law school. Strangely, my first concern was whether we were taking the pup pups with us. Matthew understandably wasn't quite as calm about the prospect, 'specially as he was about to start his senior year of high school.
We have now had our house in Utah now for fifteen years, though I have not lived there for that entire time. Two years in Provo. Just over a year in Florida - and in Florida I lived in three cities. And three years in Greensboro - with three residences there, too.
When playing with the Old Time Ensemble, we usually introduced ourselves to the audience. The introduction would consist of one's name, major area of study, and from whence you hailed. Generally, I would cop out and say, I'm from the West. (No, that is NOT the Ohio, thankyouverymuch!) Once I joked with a friend I should say, I'm a resident of NC for tuition purposes. But I chickened out. This simple exercise brought a large question to the fore: where the heck AM I from?
Today, as I've visited with relatives, it has made me ponder the question again. One uncle began talking about family and roots. Which made me think, well, not all roots are the same.
Take the cactus. After all, we are in Arizona right now. We learn that the cactus has very shallow roots, that are near the surface so as to take advantage of even the slightest bit of rainfall.
Then there is the awful no good horrible Oregon grape. Where, even if you dump half a thing of poison on its roots, it still comes back to taunt you. Or the bulbs, that geow every year, and can be divided and spread out. Or the tap roots of those naughty dandelions. Or, or, or.
Though I still struggle with an honest answer of, where is my hometown, I do take comfort that perhaps it's not where I from, but that I do put down roots were I am. Food for thought, that is.
The elementary school I attended was built on land previously owned by my (great) grandpa Miller. I remember naively thinking, I will never move.
As fate would have it, my mum sat me down and said we were moving to Utah so she could go to law school. Strangely, my first concern was whether we were taking the pup pups with us. Matthew understandably wasn't quite as calm about the prospect, 'specially as he was about to start his senior year of high school.
We have now had our house in Utah now for fifteen years, though I have not lived there for that entire time. Two years in Provo. Just over a year in Florida - and in Florida I lived in three cities. And three years in Greensboro - with three residences there, too.
When playing with the Old Time Ensemble, we usually introduced ourselves to the audience. The introduction would consist of one's name, major area of study, and from whence you hailed. Generally, I would cop out and say, I'm from the West. (No, that is NOT the Ohio, thankyouverymuch!) Once I joked with a friend I should say, I'm a resident of NC for tuition purposes. But I chickened out. This simple exercise brought a large question to the fore: where the heck AM I from?
Today, as I've visited with relatives, it has made me ponder the question again. One uncle began talking about family and roots. Which made me think, well, not all roots are the same.
Take the cactus. After all, we are in Arizona right now. We learn that the cactus has very shallow roots, that are near the surface so as to take advantage of even the slightest bit of rainfall.
Then there is the awful no good horrible Oregon grape. Where, even if you dump half a thing of poison on its roots, it still comes back to taunt you. Or the bulbs, that geow every year, and can be divided and spread out. Or the tap roots of those naughty dandelions. Or, or, or.
Though I still struggle with an honest answer of, where is my hometown, I do take comfort that perhaps it's not where I from, but that I do put down roots were I am. Food for thought, that is.
Wednesday, February 08, 2012
and now for something completely different
I love stories. My preferred method of story consumption is either print, or aural. Movies are ok, but not my top.
One thing about stories, is I can get really caught up! Case and point: I was required to read Fellowship of the Ring for my freshman college English class. I had avoided it until then, as my brother liked it. And I'd be derned if I liked what he liked!!
But, to my horror, I loved it! Tom Bombadil, and all.
Needless to say, by Thanksgiving, I was finishing the appendices in Return of the King. Hobbitses were regular guests in my dreams. I even began the Silmarillion.
[Reader's start moving their mouse, begin to close window on this crazy woman....]
Perhaps that was an extreme example, but you get the idea.
As I was driving to work today, I thought, wouldn't it be kinda neat, to continue a story line, from one of your favorite books? Not an important line, mind you. So none of this, rewriting an entire novel from some other main character's point of view. I'm talking, more along the lines of some minor character, that plays a part of minor importance. In fact, they weren't even really necessary. Think more, The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner and less Midnight Sun. (Give me some credit: I had to verify the names at least....)
What would I write about? I would do a serial about the Distressed Gentlewomen in Ye Cosy Nooke, from PG Wodehouse's, A Damsel in Distress.
What or better yet, who would you right about?
One thing about stories, is I can get really caught up! Case and point: I was required to read Fellowship of the Ring for my freshman college English class. I had avoided it until then, as my brother liked it. And I'd be derned if I liked what he liked!!
But, to my horror, I loved it! Tom Bombadil, and all.
Needless to say, by Thanksgiving, I was finishing the appendices in Return of the King. Hobbitses were regular guests in my dreams. I even began the Silmarillion.
[Reader's start moving their mouse, begin to close window on this crazy woman....]
Perhaps that was an extreme example, but you get the idea.
As I was driving to work today, I thought, wouldn't it be kinda neat, to continue a story line, from one of your favorite books? Not an important line, mind you. So none of this, rewriting an entire novel from some other main character's point of view. I'm talking, more along the lines of some minor character, that plays a part of minor importance. In fact, they weren't even really necessary. Think more, The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner and less Midnight Sun. (Give me some credit: I had to verify the names at least....)
What would I write about? I would do a serial about the Distressed Gentlewomen in Ye Cosy Nooke, from PG Wodehouse's, A Damsel in Distress.
What or better yet, who would you right about?
Thursday, February 02, 2012
happy birfday
Today is my birthday. At least for twenty more minutes.
It was a good day. I didn't tell a soul at work. It was kinda fun to have a secret all day. The only bad thing about keeping a secret is that they sometimes feel bad when they find out later. But they shouldn't! It's not like I broadcast the news or anything.
I chatted with the padres before work, received many happy greetings from friends (thanks!), a scoop of icecream from another (thanks!!) and din din with an aunt and uncle and their family.
Once home I got a package containing Downton Abbey(!) and a book I preordered that just happened to have the release date of today. Oh and my oboe came back from the hospital. Yay! I haven't played it yet as work was super busy, but tomorrow. Apparently it was leaking quite badly. Even at the joints because the wood had really dried out, etc. Poor little oboe misses NC.
As today is my 29th birthday (I am SO old now) and there are actually 29 days in the month of February, I'm going to attempt to post everyday this month. As always, I promise no brilliance. Nor do I even have any sort of theme to these posts. Read at your own risk. :)
For now, I bid you adieu. My bed doth beckon me.
It was a good day. I didn't tell a soul at work. It was kinda fun to have a secret all day. The only bad thing about keeping a secret is that they sometimes feel bad when they find out later. But they shouldn't! It's not like I broadcast the news or anything.
I chatted with the padres before work, received many happy greetings from friends (thanks!), a scoop of icecream from another (thanks!!) and din din with an aunt and uncle and their family.
Once home I got a package containing Downton Abbey(!) and a book I preordered that just happened to have the release date of today. Oh and my oboe came back from the hospital. Yay! I haven't played it yet as work was super busy, but tomorrow. Apparently it was leaking quite badly. Even at the joints because the wood had really dried out, etc. Poor little oboe misses NC.
As today is my 29th birthday (I am SO old now) and there are actually 29 days in the month of February, I'm going to attempt to post everyday this month. As always, I promise no brilliance. Nor do I even have any sort of theme to these posts. Read at your own risk. :)
For now, I bid you adieu. My bed doth beckon me.
Monday, January 02, 2012
new year
It's 2012 my friends.
I've made a few goals that I want to publicize in hopes of holding myself accountable. How often I publicize the progress, you ask? Not quite sure about that aspect.
Biggest goal: Enjoy and be happy with what I already have.
Manners of achieving said goal:
Reading books I already own
Setting, and FOLLOWING (ugh) a budget
Posting weekly
Oh, and the other big goal: GRADUATE!
I've decided that a December graduation is what I'm going for.
Forthcoming will be more information about these goals.
I've made a few goals that I want to publicize in hopes of holding myself accountable. How often I publicize the progress, you ask? Not quite sure about that aspect.
Biggest goal: Enjoy and be happy with what I already have.
Manners of achieving said goal:
Reading books I already own
Setting, and FOLLOWING (ugh) a budget
Posting weekly
Oh, and the other big goal: GRADUATE!
I've decided that a December graduation is what I'm going for.
Forthcoming will be more information about these goals.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
gratefulness
If you are looking for something profound, you may want to keep looking.
I, on Thanksgiving Eve, felt like sharing a few things that I was grateful for:
A vacuum cleaner, so that I may have clean floors
Dish soap for clean dishes
An almost clean apartment
A Kitty who still loves me after his Surgery
A soft bed in which I will soon be sleeping
A day off from work tomorrow
Watching good movies
Rice and beans with smushed avocado for dinner
Some chicken for Thanksgiving Dinner - oh bother, though I may not have Cream of Mushroom soup for the green bean casserole....I'll survive.
and
The bestest family in the whole widest world, as evidenced by these status updates:
Mattnew, who can memorize anything, and recite anything at will, Frau who is a dedicated teacher, and takes on those fascist Italians, and Amber, who took Paul off our hands. :)
Happy Thanksgiving to all, and to all, a good night!
I, on Thanksgiving Eve, felt like sharing a few things that I was grateful for:
A vacuum cleaner, so that I may have clean floors
Dish soap for clean dishes
An almost clean apartment
A Kitty who still loves me after his Surgery
A soft bed in which I will soon be sleeping
A day off from work tomorrow
Watching good movies
Rice and beans with smushed avocado for dinner
Some chicken for Thanksgiving Dinner - oh bother, though I may not have Cream of Mushroom soup for the green bean casserole....I'll survive.
and
The bestest family in the whole widest world, as evidenced by these status updates:
Mattnew, who can memorize anything, and recite anything at will, Frau who is a dedicated teacher, and takes on those fascist Italians, and Amber, who took Paul off our hands. :)
Happy Thanksgiving to all, and to all, a good night!
Thursday, November 05, 2009
response to: how to get free chocolate
See here for what spurred this post. It was getting waaaay too long to leave in the comment section.
Read if you dare. It will be tangential, and long winded, and definitely stream of conscious. But, what else is new?
To Miss Scarlet:
Wow, you're a little bossy. :P
Haha, and, I did give myself a pat in the back.
AND, I've thought a lot about what we talked about (not stressing, etc.) since Monday, and I think this (book reading) has a direct relation to it.
I think I'll write a post, [which I am now doing] too, but because I sometimes take forever to write something, I'll give you my two cents about reading books.
I LOVE BOOKS. Remember that time when we still need to talk about Catching Fire? And there's a whole year until the next one that comes out? Or Tuesday night, instead of doing my homework, I read the Castle book? [I did get it done later....] ya... But do you know what?
1) My books (and my crocheting) literally were the only things that kept me at all sane last year [or at least some semblance of sanity], when I first moved out here.
2) Reading teaches one so much about life lessons, and helps one to see and hear new stories and ideas and use one's imagination. I think that it is an amazing gift that we can give ourselves that will help us in whatever we end up doing in our life.
3) Sometimes I do read more than one book, and I do have a stack of books that I need to read, and many that I want to get so I can read them. I love going back to old books like old friends. The first time I read a story, I read it just for a story. Then it's because I love the characters. I eventually will also read because of the way an author writes. That's when I know that a book has become a part of me. Does that make sense? For me to be able to step away from the story, and to see how a story is written. I love it.
I don't know if this is helping you with your problem.
Sorry, more practical.
When I'm reading more than one book (lately it's more likely that I'm listening to one story, and reading another) I sometimes have to turn the page back, to remind myself exactly what's going on, but I think you'll find that you become immersed in the story quick enough.
I've heard people who have the book in the car, purse, bathroom and bedroom, so that wherever they are, there's a book for them to read, so that they're never without.
My family is like that. We'll actually fight over books. Especially the parents. The only time I can remember them 'arguing' (besides pillow theft of course) is when one steals the other's book before they have finished.
My grandpa papa is currently needing to build more shelves (but not in the closet) to hold all his books.
Hmm, now I'm getting tangential.
Enough with the books. More tangents.
So on Monday, we decided to worry less, no?
My last transfer as an hermana, me and the comp decided (because we both tend to be little stress-balls) made it a goal to have fun every day. And to achieve this goal [see what good little missionaries we were? :)] we were going to do something as simple as take a picture every day.
I cannot tell you what a difference that made. Some of those pictures are my favorite pictures I own. Many times we would ask the random people we talked to if we could take a picture with them.
There's the one of us with the man, by the pine tree. There's the one with my head cut off of me and Kate with la pastora. Or the cows in the swampy land... But I digress.
It worked. We had fun. And we were still able to work hard.
As I was being driven by a member to Tampa to be booted out of the mission, our friend who was driving related something she'd heard about us. One of the members said that they knew we were good missionaries because she could always feel the Spirit around us, and that we were always so happy together. I wish that I could remember the exact words, because it illustrates my point. And my point is, we had an outlet for stress. And eventually we stopped stressing. And then we started having fun, even. And I think that the Spirit is more able to work with us, and be there with us, when we are not caught up in concerns, be they ever so big, or ever so small.
So, back to books, if books are something that helps you have fun, and thus more fully experience the Spirit in your life, I say go for it.
The other thing that I would suggest, is making it a simple goal. for example, the photograph thing? That was not something hard, that really interfered with missionary work. If it was, I think it would have caused more harm than good, by causing more stress. For example, maybe saying, I will allow myself at least one hour of quality time with my book a day. It's enough for your outlet, but it's not so much that it would interfere with school work, and thus cause you more stress.
And that, my friend, is my response. Super long, and probably doesn't help you too much with your book problem (sorry!) but I think refers more to paragraph three.
And to those who actually made it through - any thoughts or suggestions for me or Miss Scarlet?
Read if you dare. It will be tangential, and long winded, and definitely stream of conscious. But, what else is new?
To Miss Scarlet:
Wow, you're a little bossy. :P
Haha, and, I did give myself a pat in the back.
AND, I've thought a lot about what we talked about (not stressing, etc.) since Monday, and I think this (book reading) has a direct relation to it.
I think I'll write a post, [which I am now doing] too, but because I sometimes take forever to write something, I'll give you my two cents about reading books.
I LOVE BOOKS. Remember that time when we still need to talk about Catching Fire? And there's a whole year until the next one that comes out? Or Tuesday night, instead of doing my homework, I read the Castle book? [I did get it done later....] ya... But do you know what?
1) My books (and my crocheting) literally were the only things that kept me at all sane last year [or at least some semblance of sanity], when I first moved out here.
2) Reading teaches one so much about life lessons, and helps one to see and hear new stories and ideas and use one's imagination. I think that it is an amazing gift that we can give ourselves that will help us in whatever we end up doing in our life.
3) Sometimes I do read more than one book, and I do have a stack of books that I need to read, and many that I want to get so I can read them. I love going back to old books like old friends. The first time I read a story, I read it just for a story. Then it's because I love the characters. I eventually will also read because of the way an author writes. That's when I know that a book has become a part of me. Does that make sense? For me to be able to step away from the story, and to see how a story is written. I love it.
I don't know if this is helping you with your problem.
Sorry, more practical.
When I'm reading more than one book (lately it's more likely that I'm listening to one story, and reading another) I sometimes have to turn the page back, to remind myself exactly what's going on, but I think you'll find that you become immersed in the story quick enough.
I've heard people who have the book in the car, purse, bathroom and bedroom, so that wherever they are, there's a book for them to read, so that they're never without.
My family is like that. We'll actually fight over books. Especially the parents. The only time I can remember them 'arguing' (besides pillow theft of course) is when one steals the other's book before they have finished.
My grandpa papa is currently needing to build more shelves (but not in the closet) to hold all his books.
Hmm, now I'm getting tangential.
Enough with the books. More tangents.
So on Monday, we decided to worry less, no?
My last transfer as an hermana, me and the comp decided (because we both tend to be little stress-balls) made it a goal to have fun every day. And to achieve this goal [see what good little missionaries we were? :)] we were going to do something as simple as take a picture every day.
I cannot tell you what a difference that made. Some of those pictures are my favorite pictures I own. Many times we would ask the random people we talked to if we could take a picture with them.
There's the one of us with the man, by the pine tree. There's the one with my head cut off of me and Kate with la pastora. Or the cows in the swampy land... But I digress.
It worked. We had fun. And we were still able to work hard.
As I was being driven by a member to Tampa to be booted out of the mission, our friend who was driving related something she'd heard about us. One of the members said that they knew we were good missionaries because she could always feel the Spirit around us, and that we were always so happy together. I wish that I could remember the exact words, because it illustrates my point. And my point is, we had an outlet for stress. And eventually we stopped stressing. And then we started having fun, even. And I think that the Spirit is more able to work with us, and be there with us, when we are not caught up in concerns, be they ever so big, or ever so small.
So, back to books, if books are something that helps you have fun, and thus more fully experience the Spirit in your life, I say go for it.
The other thing that I would suggest, is making it a simple goal. for example, the photograph thing? That was not something hard, that really interfered with missionary work. If it was, I think it would have caused more harm than good, by causing more stress. For example, maybe saying, I will allow myself at least one hour of quality time with my book a day. It's enough for your outlet, but it's not so much that it would interfere with school work, and thus cause you more stress.
And that, my friend, is my response. Super long, and probably doesn't help you too much with your book problem (sorry!) but I think refers more to paragraph three.
And to those who actually made it through - any thoughts or suggestions for me or Miss Scarlet?
Sunday, October 25, 2009
it's that time again
Yup, when I'm officially putting off writing my paper, and instead find all sorts of useless information on the internet.
For example, someone needs a Halloween costume. Someone was diagnosed with the swine flu and now needs to get a sub. Wow.
For your paper-putting-off-pleasure (and feel free to substitute whatever you probably should be doing at the moment for paper) I shall provide you with a picture.
Your job, should you choose to accept it, is to find the wee furry beastie that is hiding somewhere in the frame.
Today has been a good day. I got up when I woke up. Got my new thesis off to the professor. Took a nap. Made some quite tasty cheesey broccoli soup. sans celery. I'll stoop to adding onions, because they actually can add some flavor. But celery? Nope. Had a brunch with a school friend where we ate said tasty soup. Jaunted off to church, where I mostly successfully played one of the hardest Children's Primary Songs. Mostly only because I biffed the introduction badly. (Thankfully Primary kids really don't care.) Came home, had more tasty soup, this time with a layer of cheese warmed in the oven. Napped again. (I'm allowed, I'm sick.) Then thought about beginning my paper due Wednesday. Then, a friend called! Yay. We talked for about an hour. And now, once again, thinking about beginning my paper.
I was going to post some things that I've learned this past semester. You know, life lessons and the like, but I got distracted once again.
Don't hold your breath for these lessons I've learned, though I will try to check in a bit sooner next time.
For example, someone needs a Halloween costume. Someone was diagnosed with the swine flu and now needs to get a sub. Wow.
For your paper-putting-off-pleasure (and feel free to substitute whatever you probably should be doing at the moment for paper) I shall provide you with a picture.
Your job, should you choose to accept it, is to find the wee furry beastie that is hiding somewhere in the frame.
Today has been a good day. I got up when I woke up. Got my new thesis off to the professor. Took a nap. Made some quite tasty cheesey broccoli soup. sans celery. I'll stoop to adding onions, because they actually can add some flavor. But celery? Nope. Had a brunch with a school friend where we ate said tasty soup. Jaunted off to church, where I mostly successfully played one of the hardest Children's Primary Songs. Mostly only because I biffed the introduction badly. (Thankfully Primary kids really don't care.) Came home, had more tasty soup, this time with a layer of cheese warmed in the oven. Napped again. (I'm allowed, I'm sick.) Then thought about beginning my paper due Wednesday. Then, a friend called! Yay. We talked for about an hour. And now, once again, thinking about beginning my paper.
I was going to post some things that I've learned this past semester. You know, life lessons and the like, but I got distracted once again.
Don't hold your breath for these lessons I've learned, though I will try to check in a bit sooner next time.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
dreams
I must've woken up and gone back to sleep this morning, for I remembered my dream. I never remember my dreams. After you read this, you'll know that that's probably a good thing.
.
I briefly mentioned the story line to a friend this morning. She suggested that it was a dream worth analyzing. But alas, I was not given that ability. So I ask you, intrepid reader, to interpret the dream for me.
I see some one running through the forest, and realize it's Nephi. Of I Nephi fame. (He's a good guy.)
I can't remember a whole lot of what happens until I see him killing an entire family, except for the baby. Of course there must be a reason for this: Nephi is a good guy.
This is where I enter the dream as more than an observer - I am asked to run after Nephi while hauling and protecting the baby. I think I realize that this is a baby that is going to grow up to be King Noah. (A bad guy). And we're trying to prevent that from happening by moving him to a different location and having a happier childhood or something.
Then somehow we're in this building, running up stair after stair, that is congregated with thousands of people going down in the opposite direction. I'm supposed to follow Nephi up these stairs, running, whilst toting the tot. I fall sort of behind. Then I fall really really behind, and don't see the hero anymore.
And enter the creepy evil lady. She's always on my heels, trying to steal the babe. I run and run, and call out, and nothing happens.
Somehow we end up in the basement, me just earlier than her to wedge the baby in an air vent filled with straw. Of course I don't get the vent completely closed enough.
I'm grateful that it was at this point that I start to wake up and realize that this is a weird dream, because I think the lady was about to do some creepy divining to find the baby. *shudder*
So what does this all mean?
I think it means that one should not mix:
The Hill Cumorah (Nephi and King Noah)
with
Really Nice Clothing Store (creepy old lady)
and
the books River Secrets (trees) or Graceling (secret killer)
together with a homework tired mind.
What do you think?
.
I briefly mentioned the story line to a friend this morning. She suggested that it was a dream worth analyzing. But alas, I was not given that ability. So I ask you, intrepid reader, to interpret the dream for me.
I see some one running through the forest, and realize it's Nephi. Of I Nephi fame. (He's a good guy.)
I can't remember a whole lot of what happens until I see him killing an entire family, except for the baby. Of course there must be a reason for this: Nephi is a good guy.
This is where I enter the dream as more than an observer - I am asked to run after Nephi while hauling and protecting the baby. I think I realize that this is a baby that is going to grow up to be King Noah. (A bad guy). And we're trying to prevent that from happening by moving him to a different location and having a happier childhood or something.
Then somehow we're in this building, running up stair after stair, that is congregated with thousands of people going down in the opposite direction. I'm supposed to follow Nephi up these stairs, running, whilst toting the tot. I fall sort of behind. Then I fall really really behind, and don't see the hero anymore.
And enter the creepy evil lady. She's always on my heels, trying to steal the babe. I run and run, and call out, and nothing happens.
Somehow we end up in the basement, me just earlier than her to wedge the baby in an air vent filled with straw. Of course I don't get the vent completely closed enough.
I'm grateful that it was at this point that I start to wake up and realize that this is a weird dream, because I think the lady was about to do some creepy divining to find the baby. *shudder*
So what does this all mean?
I think it means that one should not mix:
The Hill Cumorah (Nephi and King Noah)
with
Really Nice Clothing Store (creepy old lady)
and
the books River Secrets (trees) or Graceling (secret killer)
together with a homework tired mind.
What do you think?
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
and an addendum
I left pet peeves blank! Question 32.
There are many, and unfortunately question 32 reminded me to remember them. hmmph.
I share one. You spend hours looking for the perfect fabric, you take it to the cutting table...they roll it out...and there's not enough!
And Question 41. Between the last post and this, I was offered a JOB! Yay!
I will start working for a Nice Clothing Company part time.
There are many, and unfortunately question 32 reminded me to remember them. hmmph.
I share one. You spend hours looking for the perfect fabric, you take it to the cutting table...they roll it out...and there's not enough!
And Question 41. Between the last post and this, I was offered a JOB! Yay!
I will start working for a Nice Clothing Company part time.
I was tagged!
Twice, actually.
On facebook.
But, since I try to keep my secrets off facebook, you, my faithful bloggie readers, have the privilege of the answers. Not that I have many secrets. I just like to pretend.
First tag:
If you'd like to try your hand at it, here are the instructions.
Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, answer these questions. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think!
Pick Your Artist: Great Big Sea
Are you a male or female: Tishialuck Girls
Describe yourself: Graceful and Charming (aahahaha)
How do you feel: Fell it Turn
Describe where you currently live: Greenspond
If you could go anywhere, where would you go: I'm a Rover
Your favorite form of transportation: Donkey Riding
Your best friend is: Something Beautiful
You and your best friends are: Bad As I Am
What's the weather like: Summer
Favorite time of day: Walk on the Moon
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called: Old Brown's Daughter
What is life to you: Dream to Live
Your fear: Haven't Seen You in a Long Time
What is the best advice you have to give: My Apology
Thought for the Day: Ordinary Day
How I would like to die: End of the World
My soul's present condition: Consequence Free
My motto: When I Am King
Second one:
If you feel so inclined, here are the instructions.
Paste these questions, and answer them.
1. What time did you get up this morning? 6:30am. gag. Even before kitty. Don't worry, it was a complete and utter fluke. I won't let it happen again.
2. How do you like your steak? Medium Well. Cows should moo, not steak.
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Harry Potter. meh. But those who LOVE HP, liked it.
4. What is your favorite TV show? Hmm... I'm going to stick with Midsomer Murders (same with Dr. Who) but I've seen most of the available ones, so perhaps I will add Castle.
5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be? I'm not sure about that yet.
6. What did you have for breakfast? Chik Fil A chicken biscuits. Pretty tasty, actually.
7. What is your favorite cuisine? Mmmm....a bean and cheese chimi with green pepper sauce....
8. What foods do you dislike? Sea Food. A better question would be, what do I like. I think the list would be much shorter. Sometimes I fear the cousins were right in saying I was adopted. Though, I have converted to cooking with onions. Wee little cut up diced onions. We're still working on mushrooms. I don't I can accept the fungi family yet.
9. Favorite Place to Eat? I need to find non-chain places in Greensboro. As for chain: Chili's and Outback. Also, Matta's, Los Hermanos, La Fonda. Yum.
10. Favorite dressing? BYU Ranch. At times I've considered mail order. But then I remember I don't really buy vegetables that require ranch. (I've got green beans out the wazoo; I eat vegetables.)
11.What kind of vehicle do you drive? Honda CR-V. I was recently told I'm such a mom for driving that car. Uh, okay. (It was meant as a compliment.)
12. What are your favorite clothes? My mum's old dresses. Clothes I've made. Comfie clothes.
13. Where would you visit if you had the chance? Spain! I'd like to go back to Rome in winter with warmer clothing and see it again, too.
14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full? Meh. I'm thirsty, so it really doesn't matter, does it.
15. Where would you want to retire? I think Utah. At least the West. Which translates as Utah of Arizona.
16. Favorite time of day? bedtime? Ya, I think bedtime.
17. Where were you born? Orem, UT. Mum loved me more and transferred to Orem after a bad experience in Provo had with my older brother. I am the favorite daughter, after all.
18. What is your favorite sport to watch? Hahaha. Right....
I guess, once, I watched a complete televised baseball game.
19. Who do you think will not tag you back? n/a
20. Person you expect to tag you back first? n/a
21. Who are you most curious about their responses to this? These are kinda fun to read. And I'm a curious type person.
22. Bird watcher? Member of the Piedmont Bird Club. Have my own pair of binoculars, and my bird book. Haven't been since my 'Appreciation of Nature' class at BYU. But, I have seen a pair of Roseate Spoon Bills! Bee-yoo-tee-ful!
23. Are you a morning person or a night person? I guess night. I am more coherent at night.
24. Do you have any pets? Maxine who is in the has-almost-stopped-pouncing-but-now-insists-on-biting stage but is-so-cute-whilst-sleepy-so-i-guess-i'll-keep-ya lucky.
25. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share? Mmm.... It's raining? I covered shoe boxes with wrapping paper to match my office decor? Coraline is out on DVD? Uhh....I ordered my new book for class early in an attempt to get ahead so I don't get behind? Oooo, I'm full of exciting news!
26. What did you want to be when you were little? I distinctly remember in 7th grade saying I was going to play the oboe and go to BYU. Curse my younger self. :)
27. What is your best childhood memory? Mud fight with Emily in the alley between her yard and the Crandall's. Auntie E wasn't too thrilled.
28. Are you a cat or dog person? BOTH. Take that profilers.
29. Are you married? Nope.
30. Always wear your seat belt? Yep. Even to the mailbox. Though sometimes I force myself to leave it off for the whole 10-20 yards. (I stop at the mailbox on the way out. It's not that I just drive to the mailbox.)
31. Been in a car accident? Only when leaving church in front of the whole singles ward. stupid. All for returning to pay my tithing. But so I don't get struck down, I didn't have my license but the blessed small-town cop let it slide. And the car registration expired the next day. Soo...it could've been a lot worse.
32. Any pet peeves?
33. fav pizza topping? cheese and pepperoni. See question 8 for a reminder.
34. Favorite Flower? Ranunculus.
35. Favorite ice cream? If we want really specific: Blue Bell Cookies and Cream. Divine.
36. Favorite fast food restaurant? Wendys? OH! I found a Jack in the Box in Charlotte! Hooray!
37. How many times did you fail your drivers test? 0. Though I stunk at parallel parking, and didn't come to a complete stop. And he was picky about me backing out of the angled parking at an angle. There weren't any cars there. I don't see the problemo. How many hours did I have to/get to drive before I could take my driver's test? Forty? Is that right mom? Ten at night. We chose Nebo loop for night driving. During deer on the side of the road season.
38. From whom did you get your last email? Graduate Student Dean. I'm hoping my research class from BYU covers the one here.
39. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? REI. Cooking stores. Oh man, JoAnns.
40. Do anything spontaneous lately? cut my hair? got a kitty? Do those count?
41. Like your job? *ahem* *cough* *cough*
42. Broccoli? Just make sure you trim off the trunk skin. Right dad?
43. What was your favorite vacation? Trip East. Trip West. Rome. Qatar. Paria. I like most any vacation, actually. Not too picky.
44. Last person you went out to dinner with? A group went to Chilis after one went al templo for the first time.
45. What are you listening to right now? My neighbors upstairs and their doggie running through the apartment.
46. What is your favorite color? ORANGE. It's such an happy color.
47. How many tattoos do you have? Well, there was this one time....at a fair or something.... It'd make a great story, no?
48. How many are you tagging for this quiz? n/a
49. What time did you finish this quiz? 3:37pm. Too bad the quiz doesn't ask when I started. Maybe that actually is a good thing, so you don't know how much time I actually spent on answering questions.
50. Coffee? Well, if it's go to get coffee, and I actually get hot cocoa or cider or a smoothie, yes, but the actual beverage, no. I'll stick with good ol' Dr. Pepper.
Twice, actually.
On facebook.
But, since I try to keep my secrets off facebook, you, my faithful bloggie readers, have the privilege of the answers. Not that I have many secrets. I just like to pretend.
First tag:
If you'd like to try your hand at it, here are the instructions.
Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, answer these questions. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think!
Pick Your Artist: Great Big Sea
Are you a male or female: Tishialuck Girls
Describe yourself: Graceful and Charming (aahahaha)
How do you feel: Fell it Turn
Describe where you currently live: Greenspond
If you could go anywhere, where would you go: I'm a Rover
Your favorite form of transportation: Donkey Riding
Your best friend is: Something Beautiful
You and your best friends are: Bad As I Am
What's the weather like: Summer
Favorite time of day: Walk on the Moon
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called: Old Brown's Daughter
What is life to you: Dream to Live
Your fear: Haven't Seen You in a Long Time
What is the best advice you have to give: My Apology
Thought for the Day: Ordinary Day
How I would like to die: End of the World
My soul's present condition: Consequence Free
My motto: When I Am King
Second one:
If you feel so inclined, here are the instructions.
Paste these questions, and answer them.
1. What time did you get up this morning? 6:30am. gag. Even before kitty. Don't worry, it was a complete and utter fluke. I won't let it happen again.
2. How do you like your steak? Medium Well. Cows should moo, not steak.
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Harry Potter. meh. But those who LOVE HP, liked it.
4. What is your favorite TV show? Hmm... I'm going to stick with Midsomer Murders (same with Dr. Who) but I've seen most of the available ones, so perhaps I will add Castle.
5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be? I'm not sure about that yet.
6. What did you have for breakfast? Chik Fil A chicken biscuits. Pretty tasty, actually.
7. What is your favorite cuisine? Mmmm....a bean and cheese chimi with green pepper sauce....
8. What foods do you dislike? Sea Food. A better question would be, what do I like. I think the list would be much shorter. Sometimes I fear the cousins were right in saying I was adopted. Though, I have converted to cooking with onions. Wee little cut up diced onions. We're still working on mushrooms. I don't I can accept the fungi family yet.
9. Favorite Place to Eat? I need to find non-chain places in Greensboro. As for chain: Chili's and Outback. Also, Matta's, Los Hermanos, La Fonda. Yum.
10. Favorite dressing? BYU Ranch. At times I've considered mail order. But then I remember I don't really buy vegetables that require ranch. (I've got green beans out the wazoo; I eat vegetables.)
11.What kind of vehicle do you drive? Honda CR-V. I was recently told I'm such a mom for driving that car. Uh, okay. (It was meant as a compliment.)
12. What are your favorite clothes? My mum's old dresses. Clothes I've made. Comfie clothes.
13. Where would you visit if you had the chance? Spain! I'd like to go back to Rome in winter with warmer clothing and see it again, too.
14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full? Meh. I'm thirsty, so it really doesn't matter, does it.
15. Where would you want to retire? I think Utah. At least the West. Which translates as Utah of Arizona.
16. Favorite time of day? bedtime? Ya, I think bedtime.
17. Where were you born? Orem, UT. Mum loved me more and transferred to Orem after a bad experience in Provo had with my older brother. I am the favorite daughter, after all.
18. What is your favorite sport to watch? Hahaha. Right....
I guess, once, I watched a complete televised baseball game.
19. Who do you think will not tag you back? n/a
20. Person you expect to tag you back first? n/a
21. Who are you most curious about their responses to this? These are kinda fun to read. And I'm a curious type person.
22. Bird watcher? Member of the Piedmont Bird Club. Have my own pair of binoculars, and my bird book. Haven't been since my 'Appreciation of Nature' class at BYU. But, I have seen a pair of Roseate Spoon Bills! Bee-yoo-tee-ful!
23. Are you a morning person or a night person? I guess night. I am more coherent at night.
24. Do you have any pets? Maxine who is in the has-almost-stopped-pouncing-but-now-insists-on-biting stage but is-so-cute-whilst-sleepy-so-i-guess-i'll-keep-ya lucky.
25. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share? Mmm.... It's raining? I covered shoe boxes with wrapping paper to match my office decor? Coraline is out on DVD? Uhh....I ordered my new book for class early in an attempt to get ahead so I don't get behind? Oooo, I'm full of exciting news!
26. What did you want to be when you were little? I distinctly remember in 7th grade saying I was going to play the oboe and go to BYU. Curse my younger self. :)
27. What is your best childhood memory? Mud fight with Emily in the alley between her yard and the Crandall's. Auntie E wasn't too thrilled.
28. Are you a cat or dog person? BOTH. Take that profilers.
29. Are you married? Nope.
30. Always wear your seat belt? Yep. Even to the mailbox. Though sometimes I force myself to leave it off for the whole 10-20 yards. (I stop at the mailbox on the way out. It's not that I just drive to the mailbox.)
31. Been in a car accident? Only when leaving church in front of the whole singles ward. stupid. All for returning to pay my tithing. But so I don't get struck down, I didn't have my license but the blessed small-town cop let it slide. And the car registration expired the next day. Soo...it could've been a lot worse.
32. Any pet peeves?
33. fav pizza topping? cheese and pepperoni. See question 8 for a reminder.
34. Favorite Flower? Ranunculus.
35. Favorite ice cream? If we want really specific: Blue Bell Cookies and Cream. Divine.
36. Favorite fast food restaurant? Wendys? OH! I found a Jack in the Box in Charlotte! Hooray!
37. How many times did you fail your drivers test? 0. Though I stunk at parallel parking, and didn't come to a complete stop. And he was picky about me backing out of the angled parking at an angle. There weren't any cars there. I don't see the problemo. How many hours did I have to/get to drive before I could take my driver's test? Forty? Is that right mom? Ten at night. We chose Nebo loop for night driving. During deer on the side of the road season.
38. From whom did you get your last email? Graduate Student Dean. I'm hoping my research class from BYU covers the one here.
39. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? REI. Cooking stores. Oh man, JoAnns.
40. Do anything spontaneous lately? cut my hair? got a kitty? Do those count?
41. Like your job? *ahem* *cough* *cough*
42. Broccoli? Just make sure you trim off the trunk skin. Right dad?
43. What was your favorite vacation? Trip East. Trip West. Rome. Qatar. Paria. I like most any vacation, actually. Not too picky.
44. Last person you went out to dinner with? A group went to Chilis after one went al templo for the first time.
45. What are you listening to right now? My neighbors upstairs and their doggie running through the apartment.
46. What is your favorite color? ORANGE. It's such an happy color.
47. How many tattoos do you have? Well, there was this one time....at a fair or something.... It'd make a great story, no?
48. How many are you tagging for this quiz? n/a
49. What time did you finish this quiz? 3:37pm. Too bad the quiz doesn't ask when I started. Maybe that actually is a good thing, so you don't know how much time I actually spent on answering questions.
50. Coffee? Well, if it's go to get coffee, and I actually get hot cocoa or cider or a smoothie, yes, but the actual beverage, no. I'll stick with good ol' Dr. Pepper.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
ah ha!
I knew there was a reason to liking (being partially obsessed with) the Percy Jackson books!
As I was doing my bedtime ritual of checking the bloggies, there was a post from their author, who is currently traveling Greece or something like that with his family and a contest winner or something. Ya, the competition was for youngsters, so I didn't pay too much attention.
Anyhoo, as the family had an extended layover in London, they visited some of the more touristy sites, which included the London Eye and Big Ben, which his kids were familiar with because of....wait for it....Doctor Who!
Which brings up a moral dilemma that I am currently experiencing.
Christopher Eccleston, the ninth doctor, is in the new GI Joe movie. The dilemma is, well, I don't really like meat-head-hulking-male-lead-led-smash-em action-type-movies. But, but.... Can I justify supporting monetarily a movie I don't like to see an actor I do? And horror of horrors, what if I find I actually do like the movie?
What is a girl to do? Help me, Obi Wan Kenobi, You're my only Hope.
Perhaps she should go to bed and quit worrying.
Does staying up till 6:26am count as early to rise?
'night.
As I was doing my bedtime ritual of checking the bloggies, there was a post from their author, who is currently traveling Greece or something like that with his family and a contest winner or something. Ya, the competition was for youngsters, so I didn't pay too much attention.
Anyhoo, as the family had an extended layover in London, they visited some of the more touristy sites, which included the London Eye and Big Ben, which his kids were familiar with because of....wait for it....Doctor Who!
Which brings up a moral dilemma that I am currently experiencing.
Christopher Eccleston, the ninth doctor, is in the new GI Joe movie. The dilemma is, well, I don't really like meat-head-hulking-male-lead-led-smash-em action-type-movies. But, but.... Can I justify supporting monetarily a movie I don't like to see an actor I do? And horror of horrors, what if I find I actually do like the movie?
What is a girl to do? Help me, Obi Wan Kenobi, You're my only Hope.
Perhaps she should go to bed and quit worrying.
Does staying up till 6:26am count as early to rise?
'night.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
sign seen
I don't have a picture of this, so you'll just have to imagine.
I was walking across campus, and noticed the company name of some port-a-potties present during construction:
Comer
Sanitary Services
That is just sooooo wrong. (At least it was when I was walking by this morning.)
I was walking across campus, and noticed the company name of some port-a-potties present during construction:
Comer
Sanitary Services
That is just sooooo wrong. (At least it was when I was walking by this morning.)
Friday, August 10, 2007
catching up
Well, it has been over a week since I last posted. This week has consisted of buying, staining and varnishing a new book case, which I am now in the process of filling. I'll actually have empty space in my bookcases. Amazing! This also required a rearrangement of my room because they lied on the measurements - well, possibly because I forgot to add in the measurements of the side posts. Oh well. Things still fit in the room. By the way, the color of the bookcase, ORANGE. Hoorah.
Today I awoke to my phone telling me I had a text message: Auntie Marki sent one saying that President Faust had passed away. That was saddening. He was/is a good man, who will be greatly missed. My sympathies to his wife and family. I vaguely something about him saying how he never kissed his wife to be until they were engaged, and how he regretted that. (Probably a CES Fireside.)
As I finally am going through and reading bloggies, I realized that I have been tagged to answer random facts about my life. As I do this, the only person, besides the tagee that I can tag would be Sarah of LambCurryandRice fame. So, there it is. Now, the listing:
Jobs I've Held
Oboe Teacher
Oboe TA
SightSinging Instructor
Accounting Clerk
Bakery
Movies I Can Watch Over and Over
Pride & Prejudice
Persuasion
I've ripped these to iTunes :)
Places I have Lived
Mapleton and Provo UT
Mesa, AZ
Bradenton, Tampa and Winter Haven, FL
Shows I Enjoy
Ugly Betty
Monk
Psych
Midsomer Murders, Poirot
the search for an Ugly Betty summer replacement has been difficult to say the least. Army Wives was a failed attempt, but Side Order of Life may be okay. We'll see.
Places I've been on Vacation
Most every state in the US
Brief trip to Canada (ie 10 minutes) via Niagara Falls
Planned trip to visit Parents, and Europe with cousin Paul
Favorite Foods
Cheese
Cereal
Bread - without stuff, ie nuts, etc.
pasta
not TOO picky. :)
Websites I Visit (Almost) Daily
Bank Statements
Amazon
BYU
Bloggies
Body Parts I Have Injured
Elbow
Line Drive to the Thigh
Elder/Sister collision in Volleyball resulting in similar bruise on same thigh
(He was to be the new AP the next transfer. Such scandals! tee hee. It wouldn't of happened if he hadn't felt the need to cover my area! Oh well. Got a cool picture from it.)
Cool Bruise to the hand from playing Ultimate. Unfortunately the picture didn't turn out.
Nicknames I have Been Called
SallySue
Buglette
Toadette
pooface
heidi-ho
etc
TAG
anyone who reads this, who hasn't already done it.
Ah yes, I took the Jane Austen heroine quiz, and quickly was able to discern which line was for which heroine, and then wasn't sure if I was answering the questions truthfully, or if I was answering them by who I wanted to be, so I gave up. Ah well. They're all good.
Lastly, last night at enrichment, we made necklaces, and planner/notebook things. I shall use my notebook as a blog journal so I will never forget an exciting idea for you, my dear readers.
And now, a quote from my new blog idea journal thing: it takes courage to grow up and become who you really are. e.e. cummings
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