husband

So it was awesome to see Carter and Rach again. As it was awesome to see Sarah and Spencer tonight. Not to mention Bry-bry and Katie. But it does kind of make me want a husband. Patience, patience, I know...

st george

Best weekend ever.

I miss hanging out with Rachel and Carter when they are not around. Which is pretty much %98 of my life by the way. We had a grand time talking on the way back to St George from Provo, and then we packed up their old apartment. It is a huge job moving. I am not looking forward to it in August. Then today was great, but I never knew how exhausting it was to have kids in church. I was feeling drained by the end of 3 hours, and I didn't do anything but watch. And hold a baby occasionally. Being a parent is hard. Here are some cute pictures of their daughter who got into the cards while we were playing.

beatlemania

I saw Andrew jump off a piano tonight. With my very own eyes.

Perfect

Yesterday was awesome, work passed quickly b/c I got into an intense discussion with a co worker about guys and girls relationships. Only my favorite thing! Also I overslept (in between working early morning custodial and ancestry.com i usually squeeze in a nap) and was going to be late and have to work longer, but instead i called a pal who took me to work. I miss morning conversation sometimes. You don't get it riding the bus. Instead, I just blog. Which is not quite the same thing, but still a good use of my time I think.

I think the best part of my night though was playing Perfect Match with Tamsen and Sam, Eliza, Maranda, and Dave. That game is hilarious.

Today, first the big ward activity at the lake, and then, the concert!!! Pictures, respectively, will follow.

p.s.
I love Imogen Heap. She twittered about some issues coming up with her latest album, and then invited all of us to this chat where she talked to the fans via live streaming video from her flat, answering questions brought up in the chatroom, and basically consulting with her fanbase before solving the issue. Amazing. She played the piano for us too. It was incredible. She took requests! <3

hearts

I took off work 2 1/2 hours early yesterday, and spend it reading the princess diaries novels at the HBLL. It was the greatest vacation anyone could have asked for. What with how often Mia is getting kissed these days, it does make me feel a little old fogey ish, but it was still a great read. A candy bar read, as Eliza would say. And after 2 hours of reading it, I was feeling like I needed something with a little more substance, which I think is a good sign.

Eliza and I are going to the Jack's Mannequin/the fray concert this Saturday. And although i am in love with Adam of Owl City, he has nothing on Andrew McMahon as far as I'm concerned. Formerly the lead singer of something corporate, Andrew was definitely one of the gods/musical best friends of my high school existence. If I ever have a movie made about my life, the high school soundtrack could be exclusively Something Corporate songs, although I would argue for some Jimmy Eat World to be thrown in there for total accuracy. But we are going to see him (Andrew) live, and I think I just might die, if you'll pardon the 15 year old expression.

Awesome

day-old post (I didn't have time to post it yesterday)

I woke up this morning to go to work and it appeared to me that I was the only one home. Awesome. Everyone else was out seeing Harry Potter 6 or hanging out with their sweetheart. Woo hoo. Betsy just gets to get up in the middle of the night to clean the MTC. (note: I talked to MJ later, and she was actually home in bed, so this was an erroneous sense of loneliness. But I experienced it nonetheless.)

Good quotes lately:
(from Bryan, Russ' cousin, talking about Russ' teaching skills. Bryan was saying that his missionaries don't draw him stuff, whereas Russ has a few drawings that missionaries have done on their P-day. Eliza (i think) told Bryan that Russell just confiscates those drawings, that they don't draw them for him, and Bryan felt better: "I was lyin awake at night with jealousy burnin in my heart now I know you're just a has-been jerk stealin missionaries stuff in class."

Not awesome: (for real, this isn't sarcasm. I was upset at this.) One of my friends (who i used to really look up to) made a gay joke yesterday, and it really bothered me. Not that was an actual joke with a punchline, but he just pulled out the effeminate hand gesture and lisp when talking about style. Another friend who was with me called him on it, which was nice, but I am still debating going and talking to him about it later. I'm not so good at confrontation in the moment. And I think I'll have to talk to him, because it will keep bothering me. Even if it is kind of terrifying.

I must have misheard you

I was in Alex Vaz' car on Saturday, and he was listening to Bryan Adams. I shared my opinion that every boy likes Bryan Adams, and I told him that my last boyfriend put him on a mix CD he made me. Alex asked "so you like him then?" and I said "Yeah, I cared about him a lot," and Alex said "I meant Bryan Adams." And I said "oh...(pause) yeah... sure."

And then yesterday, as Jo and I were walking back from church she said "ah, it's Tuesday today." and I thought that maybe she needs to have her head examined, but I didn't say anything because it's not like I should contradict her; if she wants to think it's Tuesday, so be it. Also, sometimes when people say strange things, they follow it up with a more lucid comment. As I was waiting for this comment to appear (and Jo is not actually, a talker, so that means it was just kind of quiet) I thought to myself "gosh it is hot outside" and then I realized Jo said "toasty." Hm.

I need to get my ears checked.

On the bright side, I woke up on time for work today, and I finished in time to take a nap at home before heading to ancestry.com. I must have been sleeping well because I had a weird dream. I'm not going to share it all, except to say it involved running into Michael Stewart (first sweetheart) in the Copp's (grocery store in WI) parking lot as I was riding on the back of another fellow's (who shall remain nameless) motorcycle. We were picking up California Pizza Kitchen, because it was on sale there. Ahhhh, if only (about the pizza, not the motorcycle and the boy. Okay...maybe that too. Tee hee).

ingrid

@ingridmusic

how I love her. The latest demo. This song is depressing, and also I think, untrue. but the harmonies are beautiful.

the wee hours of the morning

Maranda had a great slip and slide birthday party tonight. Even if I did lose my glasses. But then we recovered them. It was quite the group effort. I'm pretty tired though.
This picture was taken right after Amy soaked me with the amazing squirtgun Elise brought. As you can see, we're still friends. And it was pretty fun chasing Tadd around later. I told him to get Amy back for me, because if I squirt her it's revenge, but if he squirts her, it's flirting. So he squirted her. And then me. And then we took off after him, but he was too fast for us. Not to mention he was wearing shoes. He'd probably make a good Hermes.

At the party, I hug out with Dave Zacherson, which was awesome. Conversation excerpt:
Me: Dave, I'm going to say something, and you're going to think I'm saying something else until you listen to the whole thing.
Dave: OK
Me: I love seeing boys in their swimsuits, because it reminds me that none of them are models, so I don't have one to be either. You know?
Dave: Yeah...you're right, I did think you were going to say something else.

And it was true, out of all the people at the party there were only a few who had ridiculously attractive figures, everyone else was just normal. I liked that we were so average. Being around a bunch of beautiful people makes me nervous. And self-conscious.

Ah, time for a little nap before I go to work!

blogging in the afternoon

I think I need a schedule. Or something like unto it. My sleep schedule is completely out of whack. I am blogging in the afternoon, need I say more? I feel like blogging is an activity best done in the early morning, or the wee hours of the morning. (as soon as you get up, or just before you go to bed) So here is a blog post I wrote up this morning, but I forgot to put in.

The Morning Blog
"So today for some unaccountable reason my alarm did not go off. Either that, or I slept through it, both plausible situations. Something has got to give with me and this work schedule, and right now it is my co worker Victor giving by covering my shift 3 out of the last 5 days. I know, awful. It's resolution/plan time. like a planned bedtime might be good. Like I used to do. Except I just can't make myself go to bed some days. I think I need to develop some self-discipline.

Ah, it is spiritual thursday for the EFYers. For me Thursday means two glorious things: A) There will be bagels and donuts at work for me today, and B) tomorrow is friday. Woo hoo. speaking of which I need to change my tickets to see singin in the rain today because I will not be able to go tomorrow, and besides that point, I definitely don't have anyone to go with.

On to another day of Anne Hathaway-narrated drama (the princess diaries is my audiobook of choice) and resisting the temptation to get on facebook chat at work. Getting enough sleep was nice though. "