i heart pictures.

and ever since joining the blogging community -- i've become more obsessed and enthralled with looking at, enjoying, and finding pictures.

so, in my lame cop-out post ... i'm going to show you some i think are wonderful.

little insights into my psyche.

{the apparent theme of the past few days...}

i love these houses.

they're sooo pretty and so many different colors.

this is a favorite picture of mine.

I love this piece. It's by Kurt Halsey.

And it's called:

About A Boy.

I LOVE that. Totally true. I can see her getting all cute and putting on a nice outfit -- and I think the butterflies are a great touch.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

This slays me. I seriously laughed for like a minute when I saw this.

{i do not endorse actually eating turtles.}

Pretty, pretty, pretty. And fun. I love this. And her ensemble. I want. I want. I want.

this is important to me. i love this. for so many reasons.

♥my puzzle piece.♥

i love you, barkley.

isn't this pretty? i love this. i want a print.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. So many people have wayyyyy too much time on their hands.

but this is HYSTERICAL.

i think this is so tender. and so creative.

i want to hang out with this little girl. this is so funny!

i have an obsession with fake mustaches.

i have literally laughed out loud about 5 times just this afternoon while looking at this picture.

it's the baby. it kills me!!!

I think India is GORGEOUS. The colors, the culture, I love it. Bollywood? Dank.

I think that in their culture they appreciate color --and vibrant color, at that -- a lot more than we do. I love saris. I think they're gorgeous and I think they make women look gorgeous. This picture is amazing.

{gorgeous}

the other reason i've been laughing all afternoon.

i think this is true. {mine is ryan.}

i think this would make a great framed print.

{i have a thing for pictures of doors, i get it from my dad. i have a collection at home in boston.}

HA! fun. fun. and more fun.

star wars humor mixed with dairy = humor milkshake. aweeeesome.

I hope you enjoyed this.

And hopefully soon I'll post something more personal ... and less sappy.

{all images via we heart it}

circle of salt to protect from zombies, witches, and old boyfriends...

Okay, I'm a bad blogger friend.
Seriously, life has been so crazy go nuts that by the time I get home the last thing I want to do is look at a computer.

Work is work.
That's all I can safely say here for now.


As far as that whole tutu thing -- I had a bunch of questions asking how/why/what I'm gonna be for Halloween.
Well, friends, Halloween is, like, my favorite (non-traditional) holiday.
You get to dress up as whatever you'd like and people give you FREE candy!! Where's the bad in this whole situation?
Anyway, in the past I've always been something cutesy or just fun for Halloween. I've never been anything even a touch morbid. I've been a princess (a thousand times), a cheerleader, a construction worker, a witch, a pirate, etc...but never anything ... weird.
So this year ... I'm going as ...
(drumroll, please)
a dead ballerina.

I know, I know.
But dude, my tutu is BAD A.
(I PROMISE I'll take a picture when my camera battery isn't dead).
As far as how to make one -- I did mine similarly to this:

I figured a video was better than trying to describe it.
AND sewing tulle is a BEAST so the non-sew option is AWESOME.
Anyone can do this. Seriously. ANYONE.
I did mine with 4 colors: black, turquoise, hot pink, and black with purple metallic spiderwebs.
And then I have spiderweb tights, some gorgeous heels, I made a headband for the occasion, and even "invested" in a leotard.

As far as makeup, MAC has been doing this awesome series of Halloween themed makeovers.
I think my zombie makeup will become something like this -- what do we think?

I'm SOOOO excited.


In other news, last week seems like it was craptastic for just about everyone. And in one day I managed to cry, break my purse AND my dvd player, and get sick in a giant fell swoop (and that wasn't even all of it). now that I've repaired/replaced at least some of that ... I feel like it can only go up from here. BUT. We all need a little humor. So I leave you with something that keeps making me laugh, no matter how many times I watch it.

Hope you all have a great Monday.
xoxo.

birds of a feather

Remember that time I sleep-ate?

Apparently, I'm not alone in this!
A friend of a friend is an unconcious eater, too!

Thankfully, mine has remained under control since my own episode.
But I thought it was funny that someone else blogged about this same thing!

surprised utahns hadn't thought of this sooner...

thisiswhyyourefat.com pretty much makes me want to be on a diet all the time.
(it's a wonderful, bored-at-work/cnn feature story find.)

but i think this one is kind of ingenious.
i don't like jello enough to actually eat it...but it's pretty funny.

Jello-Mold Cheeseburger
"Vanilla and walnut flavored Jell-O bun, pistachio flavored lettuce, cherry and cherry cream Jell-O tomatoes, chocolate and chocolate mousse flavored Jell-O burger, orange-lemon Jell-O cheese, lemon-lime Jell-O pickles and coconut flavored Jell-O onions."

k. back to packing and cleaning.
♥, s.

OuT of COnTRoL

Seriously.

My sweet tooth is going CrAZy!!!

I tried giving up sugar.
That was a bust (I blame the stress from the past couple weeks).

Then I tried eating less.
That worked a little better.

But then this week comes.
I sleep on the couch one night... and move to my bed around 6 am... barely coherent.

The next morning I wake up ... walk to the bathroom ... look in the mirror...

and I have OREO RESIDUE ON MY LIPS.

Not even a joke. I sleep ate Oreos.

This, my friends, is a feat.

First, because I ate them in my sleep... and didn't choke and die.
Second, because I don't even really like Oreos. I eat them on extremely extremely rare occasions.
(My childhood bff and I once ate a whole pack...this spawned the distaste.)

Until I find a solution... I'm gonna stick to my jolly ranchers. They seem to help.

I may or may not ...

...think of my dad whenever a Shania Twain song comes on the radio. As I drove home this evening...one was on the radio and it made me think of the summer after my freshman year of college where my dad and I listened to Shania Twain's greatest hits CD EVERY day for several months on our commute to/from work. Funny thing is, other than Shania, my dad hates country music.

...love making our Executive Producer laugh unexpectedly. I often say little things at work and don't expect people to hear...and Sean usually does. Today someone said something and he said, "no...I didn't do that" and really quietly I said, "but I did stay at a Holiday Inn Express last night..." and he keeled over laughing. That was fulfilling.

...have eaten a buck-load of food tonight. I ate dinner at work...and had a late night rendezvous at iHop (dreamy, I know.). I now never want to eat again in this life.

...LOVE LOVE LOVE that Lyndsi Shae is planning to visit. In April. When it's gorgeous here (or so I'm told). I'm BEYOND excited. (and be blog-stalking said love of my life.)

...LOOOOOOOOVE that my little brother got into BYU-the-Provo.

...be on a country music obsession the past couple weeks. All the time. In my car, at my desk, in the shower...everywhere.

...(despite said obsession) have listened to More Than A Feeling four times tonight while dancing at my desk.

...be working 10 days straight. Buttttt dumb. But, at this point, whatever keeps me on the payroll.

...secretly time myself to see how little time it takes me to do this temporary job. (45 minutes today, written and edited. booyah.)

...want it to be summer DeSPeRaTeLY.

...be excited that I have OnDemand because free movies right now include: To Kill a Mockingbird, Roman Holiday, Seven Year Itch, all three Back to the Futures. Movie Marathon?

...have a love/frustration relationship with romantic feelings in my life. bahhhh.

...potentially have my yearly sinus infection. I'm still kinda sick and my throat has been raspy. Although, I just found out that the person who (probably) got me sick has a respiratory infection......meaning that could be the case, too.

...get a little teary eyes at a particular Kate Voegele song. Without fail. Makes me think of a special Momma--Siovhan moment.

...have to get a root canal. eek. With the pain killers, I think I'll feel like this kid.

...have the entirety of my close circle of Eugene friends talking like me. Phrases like "I may or may not have..." "I Hhhhhate that (with an exended HHHHH)" "Booyah" and excessive use of the word "Dude."

...have received a great box of chocolates as a Valentine's present from my anchor Rick...and already ate the entire box. I need to work on self-control.

...want to run away and live in a tent on the Beach. Fletch here I come.

...be struggling with the diet coke cut out. I relapsed some. But I've cut them down to 2 or 3 a WEEK instead of 2 or 3 a DAY. Progress.

...have curled my hair today. .....and look like Shirley Temple as a result. =]

...and be a mild narcissist because I keep looking at myself in the off-duty TV monitor at my desk.

25 Things You May Never Need to Know.

I was tagged in at least 12 of these notes on Facebook.
So I'm doing it here. Because I can. And I refuse to tag anyone.

1. I lived in a hotel for 3+ months when we first moved to Boston. And for years after I hated staying in hotels, even on vacation.

2. My car is a white '89 Toyota Camry named Jamal.

3. My gmail is notlobs. It's SBolton backwards.

4. I'm not afraid of snakes, lizards or other reptiles. But show me a grasshopper or cricket and I get very nervous.

5. I just bought the 30 Day Shred DVD...and I'm kinda excited to get my butt kicked by an exercise routine.

6. I love the movies Mulan and Parent Trap (with Lindsey Lohan) despite the fact that we watched them every day for a month when we lived in said hotel.

7. My favorite flowers are bright pink or yellow tulips.

8. I have never had a boy I dated buy flowers for me. I've bought TONS for myself. My dad, mom, siblings and aunts have all sent me flowers, but never a boyfriend.

9. I wrote every Comms 211 (News Writing) story while watching Runaway Bride. Apparently it was good inspiration...as I aced that class.

10. I got my first cell phone when I was 17. I've had 9 phones since. I'm looking to buy a Blackberry because they're resilient.

11. I wish I could scrapbook...but my creativity is not easily expressed that way. My mind is too compartmentalized for me to be able to let loose and do it.

12. I love headbands. They accessorize any outfit. Even on a bad hair day, a fat day or a straight up blah day.

13. Any boy becomes instantly more attractive when holding a baby or playing with kids.

14. I've never really been one for trashy tv. You will never find me (of my own volition) watching anything resembling The Real Housewives of ...Anywhere, Rock of Love, or anything like unto it. Grey's Anatomy was too trashy for me.

15. I only watch scary movies with really attractive boys. (I should probably look into a better policy than that, but whatev.)

16. My mom is my BFF.

17. I've had 26 roommates. Of those 26...13 (HALF!!) are now married. I was the good luck charm. So, if you want to get married, jut live with me!

18. Up until this past summer, I could count on two hands the number of times I had cried since the beginning of college. Now I cry all the time.

19. I don't really like Pride and Prejudice. Movie or book. My favorite Jane Austen (by far) is Emma because she's opinionated and kind of a brat. And I'd take a Mr. Knightley over Darcy ANY day.

20. I hate all but 2 Drew Barrymore movies. (Fever Pitch and Never Been Kissed)

21. I have 9 polo shirts, 12 pairs of sunglasses and 5 sets of pearls. I was clearly raised in New England.

22. I house hunt for my dream home. A lot. I want lots of light, but not lots of windows because that reminds me of a horror movie.

23. One time, on my birthday, it was raining so hard and my two friends and I were so bored we made up our faces with "war paint," attached "capes" (aka towels) to our shirts and ran around outside doing a rain dance. We were 15.

24. I covet a queen sized bed.

25. Last week, for the first time in my life, I heard the words, "Siovhan, you are so quiet. You need to talk more." This to the girl who lived half of elementary school segregated from her classmates because she loved socializing too much. I'm one of those people who need people.

Ducktales ... WooOoo.

Today as I roamed the DVD section looking for a white elephant gift....
I inadvertently stumbled across something wonderful:
WooOoo!!!
Seriously, though.
This was a childhood favorite.

This beeping is going to drive me insane.

I can't figure out how to replace my battery in my smoke alarm. It's driving me insane. I bought batteries and everything but I'm terrified I'll electrocute myself in the process. I need someone to tell me which circuit to turn off and how to unplug it. ....Oh maintenance.....

But I have "What Not to Wear" and various Food Network shows OnDemand. Mmm. I know how my night's gonna go.

OH! And I FINALLY figured out what I'm going to be for Halloween (an integral part of my happiness). I'm going to be a kindergartener. I bought a High School Musical t-shirt today at ShopKo for $5...and some Hannah Montna socks (4pack) for $1. I'll put my hair in pig tails, add some scrunchies, roll my pants, wear a backpack and a nametag. I'm stoked.

And I'm in love with Jack's Mannequin's newest CD. Mmm. Andrew McMahon. What a hottie.

Voter Registration

So in my preparation for official residency as well as the '08 elections, I was checking out identification requirements for Oregon. And then I stumbled across something funny.

Well, here in Oregon homeless people can still register to vote by "using a descriptive address such as 'under the west end of the Burnside Bridge.'"

Oh. My.

While, yes, it's totally their duty and right to still vote, I just love that they use an example like that. Yes, I live under the left park bench in the Oakridge park... wow. ...I wonder if it's like that in other states.

**Note** In Oregon, you don't go to the poll to vote. You vote by mail. Making this issue all the more problematic. Hah.

Eugene-y ... weenie...

Okay so I had a mega headache and took some Excedrin so now I have caffine-induced insomnia...so....here's some things I'm really excited about right now:

• I finally got reimbursed for my cab fare from the job interview in Las Vegas ... and bought this baby. Yay for peaceful sleep.

• My institute class. My teacher is really rad and I'm stoked to explore the New Testament. And there's only 6 of us, so it'll be really personal.

• On the way to institute, I stopped at a stop sign downtown....where a kid on a skateboard proceeded to JUMP the trunk of my car. yes. It was amazing.

• My mom and I found a BILLION...okay, maybe 5 really amazing Martha Stewart pumpkin recipes. I'm excited to try them.
  

• I FINALLY HAVE CABLE AND INTERNET. My food network is back.
  

• And no only do I have cable but I have on demand...which provides me with 6 episodes of Hannah Montana. Commercial free. YES. Oh and a bunch of free movies. I'm excited.
  

• But one of the BEST parts of the cable thing? In Eugene, Comcast customers get BYU TV!!! YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Which means I get conference on my TV, BYU Football, Devotional, everything.
  

• And speaking of BYU FOOTBALLLLLLLL, we rock. We're ranked #8 right now. I'm so proud of my Alma Mater. Seriously though, of course we're top 10 when I leave. I seriously love BYU Football.
  

• I get to see Katelyn this weekend! I'm really excited to get to hang out with this girl and her family. They're so wonderful and it's nice to have a long-standing friend here in Oregon.

• David Archuleta's new song "Crush". It's MEGA catchy.
  

• And I love Taylor Swift's song "Love Story". The link is to the lyrics, it's so tender.
  

• The Office is back. Thankfully!! And I'm so excited for how this season will go.
  

• It's fall...and with fall comes one of my favorite things: Starbucks caramel apple cider. Tastiest thing in the free world. Honest to blog.
  

• Jacoby Ellsbury. Red Sox resident hottie. And amazing game saver.

• I love fall and with copious amounts of trees here in Oregon, I get to enjoy the foliage again.
  

• My co-workers are AWESOME. Working the 11 you get to be a pretty close team and they make me so happy. I even got an on air shout out from my anchor Brandi tonight. It was great. Check us out at www.kezi.com

• My boss fist bumped me tonight...for getting breaking news on the air before any other stations. Now this wouldn't be so strange except he is a 50-some odd-year-old man...who is usually incredibly stoic and straight-laced.

• And I'm looking at some of BYU's free independent study classes. My favorite I've found: swimming. Yes you can take swimming as a long distance internet course. HAHAHAH. I still have yet to figure out just how exactly that works.
  

Oh and I'll post apartment pictures soon. I honestly only have 2 boxes left to figure out where the contents go.

Pieces from my journal lately:

6:45 pm
August 20, 2008
The hustle and bustle of the Roderick house in the background

I'm sitting here in new gray sweatpants that are (luckily) not all stiff and new. They are soft and worn in. They're paired with a hot pink t-shirt and my gray and black moto-x hoodie. I started thinking about Myles and how his new girl would look in her pajamas late at night when they were snuggling and she was replacing me.

Then I began thinking about how many guys have told me how cute I am in pajamas or sweatpants. And how it was probably more often then when I am dressed up.

And then I thought--maybe that's because I'm more often in sweatpants than I am dressed up.

Then I shifted positing and gave thanks for cotton--soft, movable, fuzzy, loving cotton.
The fabric of my life.

***

August 24, 2008
09:13 pm

I own a microwave. Wow. Heh.

***

10:10pm
August 25, 2008
The Office--"Business School"

Tonight I really miss Provo. Today I realized I'm really not going back. That this stint in Eugene is not some crazy dream fate has dealt me. That this is reality. That the "back to school" note on the BYU homepage no longer applies to me.

That hurt. More than it should have. I found myself teary eyed at my desk.

I realized today life will go on without me. Not that I am (or I even should be) the center of everyone's lives but that their lives continue on, normal, even with me not there. That I am (inevitably) going to miss things.

"She felt weirdly numb and invisible. It wasn't just that she missed her friends; she was starting to wonder if she needed them around to feel like she existed at all."
--Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

***

11:50 am
September 2, 2008
Gilmore Girls

wise men say
only fools rush in

true. true. true.

over it. over it.
i wanna be over it.
i hate you because you came back.
i hate that i entertained it.
and i hate me because i'm not completely over it.
yet.
but i will be.
and i can't wait.
can. not. wait.

I promise I'll post a real post soon.
I'm still getting settled.

But I just thought I should let you know:

My work computer is old enough that it DOESN'T have any USB ports....but it does have room for a FLOPPY DISK!!!!!!!!!

hahahaha. oh this could be interesting...

My dear loyal readers,

So it's been like 3 weeks since I've written anything here. Funny. Especially since it's ranked pretty high on the dramatic life changing scale.

Let's see. 29 days (but who's counting) til I graduate. That is a SCARY fact my friends. I just keep thinking, 'can I really have been here for 4 years?' Dude, I LOVE BYU. I always have. I've had a love affair with this school since I was an infant (I sincerely wish that was more of an exaggeration). Thinking about my cap and gown and walking parading around in front of people culminating my formal schooling is a daunting thought. I'm excited and terrified all at the same time. My life is changing RAPIDLY and I'm still not sure I can handle it. "I can do hard things" Right?! .....speaking of which, I still need to order my cap and gown.

My boy life has had the upheaval of the century lately. I'm not really ready to address that at this point (mad dawg--call and i'll give you the lowdown). Although I will tell you I learned my lesson about giving out my number when I haven't really spent any time with you. You get creepers. Like the guy who propositioned me for...well, let's use a big word so the kids don't get offended...fornication. Yes. Oh he was a WINNER. *Shudder*

There is a 90% chance at this point that I will be relocating to Las Vegas next month to work for ABC 13--KTNV. So along with this GIANT EXCITING CHANGE (I will be the first to admit I'm normally terrified of this magnitude of change) comes a long list of to-do's. I need to:

• Find an apartment--I've looked into one and the girls there seem really nice--the rent is just a little steep still. (Journalists...we do it for the love, not for the money.)
• Find a ward--need the church and some major single hotties in my life (preferably looking a little something like this dude.)
  
• Pack. Gosh, I have so much stuff.
• Oh yeah, recongnize that I'm now an adult. Dude, this is weird, weird, weird.
  
• Make friends in Vegas. I'm up to 2 at this point! Yay!
  
• Buy a screen for my windows in my car....because it's hotter than hades in Vegas.
• Learn to golf....and tennis. Apparently that's what we do in Vegas.
  
• Did I mention find a hottie Vegas boyfriend? Haha.
• Keep my tan. Yes, my friends, believe it. I am in fact tan this summer. =]
  

School is daunting. 11 credits. What was I thinking?! Oh well. I'm fine. It'll all be fine. I just didn't know Humanities was going to be like the most difficult G.E. class I'd have to take at BYU. Gosh.

And my family is coming soon. I'm SOOOOO excited. It seems like it's been forever since I've seen them (January...except for Dad, I saw him in April...but still miss him).

AND DUDE. Erin is leaving the Daily News. Looks like it's time for change for everyone.

Hahahahahahahaha

Okay so the funniest thing happened yesterday. I almost peed my pants when I heard it.

I’m going to preface this all by saying that there are three of us that live in my apartment. There’s Megan and me…and our third roommate Camille. She doesn’t know either of us very well and keeps mainly to herself (I can’t blame her—we’re crazy). She’s very quiet and just stays in her room for the most part when she’s home (she’s from Provo so she’s out and about with friends and stuff a lot). She’s so darling and so nice, but just incredibly quiet—quiet enough that I often fear that I’m scaring her out of her mind with the fact that I’m quite strident on most occasions.

Anyway, so one of my favorite past times is scaring my roommates as the leave the bathroom in our apartment. Mostly because it’s just such an easy target, they never really expect it. I used to do it to my roommate Lindsey all the time (she was the easiest scare I’ve ever met)…and now I’ve moved on to Megan.

Well, I’ve gotten Megan so many times in the past month or so that she was starting to think it was time for revenge.

She got me the other night as I walked into the kitchen—I had thought she was going to be on the other side so I walked right into her trap…

Well, last night Megan got home from taking her last final for spring term. She saw my wallet, iPod and keys on the kitchen table and heard someone in the shower and assumed it was me. So conciously delaying her trip to Wal-Mart she decided instead to stealthily await my emergence from the shower and anxiously anticipate the blood-curdling scream I would knowingly emit.

Well, much to Megan's unknowing dismay, I was down the hall helping one of the girls in my ward move apartments (bad roommate situation, something I sympathize greatly with due to some of my past roommates).

Megan hears the shower turn off and runs to place herself into prime scaring position. She even lowered her aviator sunglasses in order to seem that much creepier.

Well, bless poor little Camille's heart, she opens the door and Megan pounces with a huge roaring scream and Camille almost passed out. Megan, upon noticing it wasn't me, blushed and ran into her room to find her phone and try to find out where I actually was. She comes down the hall and says she has a story for me. I almost died when she told me I was laughing so hard.

I WILL NOT BE BEATEN AT MY OWN GAME, MEGAN.

When I got home Cam was walking out of her room and I just started giggling. "I'm so sorry Megan almost killed you earlier." She just laughed and said, "I always hear you doing it to each other and think 'One of these times they're going to think it's the other and it'll be me'" And then she laughed. It's a good thing she has a sense of humor.

Tonight when she got in the shower I ran back into my room when I heard it go off so as not to make her think I was trying to give her deja vu. Hahahah.

Life's too short to hate yourself.

I've been doing a lot of thinking this week about what I want any guy I fall in love with, and the guy I marry to love me for. Reasons I love myself.

• I always have black feet because I'd much rather walk around everywhere barefoot. I'm pretty sure I'll have to wash my feet before I get into bed for the rest of my life--or invest in all dark colored sheets.
  
• Ironically, I have a shoe obsession. I have somewhere upward of 40 pair.
  
• I snort when I laugh--obviously something so incredibly attractive it ends up making every boy fall in love with me...not. But I do hope it's one quirk that ends up being endearing and not annoying.
  
• The passion I have for my job. There are very few things in life that I care about with the depth and breadth I do my work. It's the one thing that's always made sense to me to do and I can't even think of really doing anything else. Plus, it's gotta be kinda hott when a girl knows how to singlehandedly program an entire dubbing tower to record onto just about any media format. (I am so good at what I do, it's ridiculous, hahaha.)
  
• Not only do I snort when I laugh, I have a terribly loud laugh. Boisterous. And this creates for some seriously hilarious and awkward situations in public when I burst out with a "HA!"
  
• That I can't pull off your classic sexiness like other girls (like the girls on Mean Girls)...I'm just too cute and awkward to be able to even feign that.
  
• That I have a huge smile and it gets even bigger when I laugh or when I'm really amused (usually with myself).
  
• I am a compulsive back/head scratcher. Even with people I barely know, I find my hands wandering (in the non skeezy way). I love playing with boys hair. This usually makes me pretty popular amongst my friends. =]
  
• I have a serious Diet Coke addiction. Upon getting in my car this morning I realized I now have 8 empty cans of Diet Coke strewn amongst the contents of my car. A friend (who knows this fact all too well--especially after seeing my half empty CASE of DC in my fridge) was getting in too and remarked, "Ha. Really...do you drink anything else?"
  
• My love for good music, which really just means, for MY music. I have a very eclectic mix from Usher to Jimmy Eat World to Miley Cyrus to Rascal Flatts to Run DMC...
  
• I LOVE puddle jumping. Whether in my jeans or in shorts or pajamas. I LOVE it.
  
• As a child I had this crazy knack for singing the wrong lyrics to songs...Secret Agent Man became Secret Asian Man, and "Hold me closer tiny dancer" became "Hold me closer Tony Danza" ...and I maintain the tendency to sing them even now.
  
• My crazy sense of humor. "Look familiar my dears..." (if you want to understand that go to hulu.com and then to SNL and look for The Suze Orman Show. HILARIOUS!!!!)
  
• My need for a creative outlet in my life....as if I didn't have a creative enough major...but honestly, I'm always up to something crafty (with typical half done results). But even this week I bleached a design into a t-shirt and it looks RAD.
  
• I used to be a nerd...maybe more of a dork, actually. And that translates into my life VERY MUCH still.
  
• I tell myself I'm hott in the mirror before I leave almost every day.
• I wear my heart on my sleeve, and I'm easy to read for the most part.
  
• I am SASSY. I was blessed (and cursed) with a quick wit and a sass that very few possess...which also creates some fun situations in life.
  
• I both love AND hate to do laundry. I love doing laundry and I love clean clothes and the smell of them, but I hate newly washed jeans...and having to wear them in. Once you get them to feel like you want to again, they need to be washed like the next day.
  
• I always make faces. In all sorts of situations--pictures, dates, meetings, church meetings, friend moments. Always and forever.
  
• I'm a movie repeater, which drives Megan nuts. I can watch the same movie over and over again--sometimes immediately after I've watched it.
  
• I just ate a whole can of Chef Boyardee, which is already filthy in and of itself, but I ate it cold, and I prefer it that way. Same with Mac and Cheese, I like it when it's been cooked and then refrigerated and reheated. Hah. Ew.
  
• I can singlehandedly eat an entire frozen pizza. Especially if it's stuffed crust.
• I'm a klutz, a TOTAL klutz. I broke my foot in high school by tripping over the other one.
  
• I also have a penchant for embarrassing situations. Like yesterday when I went to put my pants on for my date and realized I had a HUGE tear down the butt of them and on the bottom of the butt under the pocket...AND I'D JUST WORN THEM THE DAY BEFORE with underwear that was a little scandalous. Oops. Hahahaha.
  
• I notice these things (and others) about myself and appreciate them.
  

Honestly, I think that would be rad. I am such a dweeb, and I LOVE it.

I am a
PRIORITY
not a
CONVENIENCE.

please figure that out.

megan and i should be models.

Megan and I decided to have a photo shoot.
Best. Idea. Ever.
Cuz we're fun.

my hottie roommate.
she's recently gotten the black hair and i think it looks SMOKIN'.
plus i love that she's rockin the froggy clip.

we bought cheapo sundresses at walmart
--and she looks great in hers.

lookin all shock-ed.

she has such a pretty classic look.
she went all summery whereas...

i went a little edgier.
(my cheeky/coy look)

my hair and eyeliner were OUT OF CONTROL.
and i loved it way more than i think i should.

my dad says i take too many pictures of myself.
he may be right.
and i love to make faces in them, too.

sometimes i love my face.
i might have an ego...just a little.

i honestly think everyone should think they're awesome.
i love my little dimple on the right.
and my freakin CrAZy hair.
there was so much hairspray in there.

i love this picture of me and megan.

she is so stunning.
i'd pick that up at the beach.
hayyy babayyyy.

nutter.

megan actually just snapped this one when i looked over at her.
catch the funkified hair.

my eyes look fiercely green.
dani and i make fun of the kissy face-peace sign pictures.
so i couldn't resist.

another of megan's handiwork.
we might as well be on America's Next Top Model.
cycle 11--provo meets manhattan.

Cue the dream sequence:

Okay so I thought I already wrote this but looking at my blog I basically suck at posting. Well meeting David Beckham really was a dream come true. It was great. He was very courteous, is extremely talented (he had 2 goals--the only 2 for his team) and...oh yeah...is FILTHY GOOD LOOKING. (and he has amazing teeth, quite the feat for a British man.)

What else has happened lately...well work has started back up and I love it more than I even remembered. Only producing one day a week has led me to become even more passionate about it. I am almost to the point where I can do this with my eyes closed. And tape editing is awesome.

My internship is interesting. I love working with my friend Callie. She is seriously one of the most hilarious human beings I've ever met. She's fun and adorable and makes being there even more bearable because we have a great time together. Plus she's like the most stylish person I've ever met.

Life is pretty good. I'd love for it to finally get warm in Provo. That'd be nice. Oh well.

Oh and giving up sugar for the summer....I now dream about eating whole VATS of cookie dough or frosting on a regular basis. But thus far I have been INCREDIBLY successful in not eating any. Now if I could just motivate my lazy butt to go running more often.

Dear First Day of Spring,

Dear Sunshine,
I've missed you. I'm so very glad you've come back to grace me with your rays. Here's to a long and prosperous (and tan) friendship this year.

Dear Best Friend,
Today I remembered just exactly why you remain my favorite. And why I need you in my life. Thanks for the tiny reminder. ♥

Dear Pancakes,
I love breakfast food. And despite the too hot pan, you still hit the spot. Thanks for being a delicious concoction.

Dear Couch,
Thanks for all of our quality time lately. Mostly in the form of the ever elusive nap. It was so wonderful to spend so much time with you. I'm regaining my love for your squishy self. You're almost as good as my bed.

Dear Blondie (not the band),
You are a bum. I still can't quite figure out what you're thinking or why you thought you could hide that fact from me. It wouldn't have been that big of a deal. But the fact that you hid it makes it worse. "Friends tell". Jerk.

Dear Dating Abilities,
I've been told I need to work on developing part of you. I think it's true. Please come quickly. I'm floundering. And starting to get senior scare. That, mixed with spring fever, is never a good thing. Let's see if we break tradition this year. I still have a week....

Dear Emotions,
Let's get you back on an even keel. That would be helpful. I understand the vast array of reasons you're so volatile lately (you are my emotions after all)...but I'd like if it could get back to normal-ish again.

Dear Future,
I'm kind of afraid of you. And what you bring. And what you make me leave behind. And the prospects before me. Let's work on this. Let's begin to agree...soon.

Dear Family,
I miss you a lot today. I'm really home sick. I love you all.

Dear ABC4,
I'm excited for Good Things Utah. It may sound silly, but this is just what I've been waiting for...for years.

Dear gchat,
I love you. LOVE. Thanks for making my life more fun.

Dear camping and strawberry limeaids and star filled nights and cool breezes,
I can't wait. I can almost taste summer adventures. Mmmmm.

Dear other halves,
Why did we never live together before this semester? I love you girls so freaking much. Here's to many many more memories.

Dear Secondhand Serenade and Jimmy Eat World,
You capture emotions and thoughts of mine lately much more accurately and eloquently than I've been able to. Thanks. There are few things like when you find the right song to match your day/mood/thought process.