news. is. exhausting.
mentally, physically, emotionally.
i am spent.

so here comes a random and mindless post (i'll have to dredge up old stuff sometime soon so there's something substantial on here).

I WANT:


This dress ... with any of these shoes:

This outfit was front and center in a dream I had the other night that I had to go to a ball and couldn't find an outfit and then magically my mom mailed it to me (in the box were the red shoes). It was very strange {as most of my dreams have been lately}.
p.s. did anyone else hear that louboutin thinks barbie has cankles?!


This CD. I love this song. It's ADORABLE.


New England fall. I miss it. It's SO gorgeous.
There's a red tree right outside my office window and it speaks to my soul.
I LOVE fall.

Speaking of that, I want my momma. She's radddd.
Look at her latest post: here. and the woman is already like the most charitable person I know.
(p.s. I do love rain because of her.)


This on canvas for my bathroom. So fun. And SO true. SO SO true.


A {certain} boy to feel this way about me. For a long time.

xoxo.

Heceta Head Revisited...

I know, I've been neglecting my blog. Tsk, tsk on me.
And it really is a pity because I've had actual cool things happen as of late.
I've successfully seen the ocean every weekend of the month of April. =]
My mom and my sister visited... and then my Lyndsi Shae came.
Both were SPECTACULAR visits, and both were way way too short.

My mom, Mikaela and I all went to the beach one day...it was chilly and windy but it was glorious. We managed to go to the Sea Lion Caves which were SO interesting, but were 9000000000 times positively the most putrid smell I've ever smelled. It smelled like literal (sea lion) butt.

That Sunday after a day of church (Single's wards are always interesting for family) we decided to take a spur of the moment trip up to Portland to walk around the temple grounds. It was SO beautiful. I love the flowers, I love the reflection pool, and I love the warm fuzzy feeling i get while I'm there. Sigh....

After my momma left (sad day) my Lyndsi Shae came. And we, again, went to the ocean. She is the tan soul to my pasty pasty white self. We climbed a tree--but it was too weathered to get very far up (unless you're John, he got pretty much the whole way up...three times)--and took some pictures. Then we put our feet in the river that's feeding into the ocean. I LOVE this beach. I was so grateful that two of my worlds finally converged. That people who are terribly important to me got to meet each other. =] She and I had multiple late nights laughing, writing, giggling, reading and journin' that were just what my heart needed. We had so much fun (at least, I did) while she was here and I miss her already, but we are the best of friends no matter how far apart we are.

I love this girl. I love the beach. I love my friends.
And I love my life.

"I don't know honey. Maybe you'll have to give up your dream of majoring in logging."

This is my mom.

She's pretty much the coolest person I know.
She always knows when I need a boost and usually knows exactly what to say to help me feel better. Yesterday, during one of the crappier days lately, she poured out wisdom and humor upon my hurting heart, making me remember that I'm worth just about everything in the world. She let me know what she thought, listened to me, and gave me heartfelt support for all of my heartache. She's the bomb diggity.
She made everything better yesterday, which is what moms are great at.
But mine's the best.

(and she's coming in six days and i couldn't be more excited!!!!!!!)

The Siovhan Show's Frequent Flyers: My Girls and The Boltons

Disclaimer: These are in NO way all the people...or even nearly a smidge of the people I love, adore and care about.

I just thought I'd give you a highlights version of people I talk about so you can match names with a visual. Plus I've been playing around with Picnik all weekend...and I love it.
**I didn't include my roommate Mel, because she hates pictures. **

This is Brandi. These are her babies. I adore them. Brandi is often the major thing to help me keep my sanity at work. She is an inspiration to me on so many levels and I'm so grateful she's in my life both professionally and personally. She's one of those people that quickly became more like family than just friends. And the girls?! I would do anything for them. Anything.

These two are Taron and Libby. Libby is one of my bffs--and I set her up with Taron. (I have impeccable setting up skills--all of the people I set up get married, with ONE exception.) They make me laugh all the time. They are the best of friends and I love how wonderful and funny and comfortable they are with each other. I love the time I get to spend with them.

This is Sarah. She's my Eug-BFF. She was a LITERAL God-send. I prayed for MONTHS to have someone to befriend and someone who would understand me, love me and help me because I was so so so very lonely here in Eugene. The Lord sent Sarah. The means by which we came friends was fast and it was awesome. We became so very close in such relatively little time we've known each other. I am grateful every day for this wonderful lady.

This is Megan. She's a HUGE facet of my life, even now. Most of my stories begin "One time Megan and I..." or "Megan always used to..." or "Megan HATES when I eat on the floor!!" Megan was a strength to me when I couldn't find my own. She is such a funny, vibrant woman and I'm so glad I am blessed to have her in my life in such a capacity. I am grateful for her example, her love, her humor and her tenacity for life. Plus we share an overwhelming love of plaid--that bonds people together.

This is my Andrea. She IS my crazy side. Andrea was my shorty--in every funny manner of the word. Diminutive in size...but never in spirit. I love her for everything she's taught me, done for me, helped me to learn and to see, and for her unfailing example of what we should all try to be in life: fun, Christlike, and happy. And she and her husband? ADORABLE. I miss spending time with this girl.

This is my Dani-girl. No matter how much time passes, no matter what's happened or where we are--we pick up right where we left off. She knows my secrets, my fears and craziness (and still likes me!!). She's been my bff for years now--and I just love her. We have thousands upon thousands of memories together, and some of my favorite adventures. From being coworkers to political aspirations, to late night trips to Manhattan, to Denver to watch some good football, to getting lost in Salt Lake shopping--we've done it all. I miss having her right around the corner when I need her.

This is my lovie. My Lyndsi Shae. This girl is my revolution hero, and someone I admire more than I probably have ever said out loud. You can find pieces of this girl here. I highly recommend it. I don't really know what or how to say things about Lyndsi Shae. I love her. I'm grateful for her influence in my life, and her patience with my slow learning curve. I'm awestruck by the immense amounts of talent inside this vivacious woman. I long to live life the way she does. She once visited all the places she lived in Provo to remember how they felt. I LOVE that. I wish I could be that open. She is my inspiration because when you're free and honest and healing--you can be honest with others. [she's a big part of why the blog once again became public] And if you hurt her--I'll bust your knee caps. And I'm serious about that.

These are my parents. Now, this picture may not seem like much, but it makes me laugh SO much every time I look at it. They are, and always will be, the rock solid people in my life. Nothing can shake these two. They are the most Christlike people I know and have always taught us the gospel by living it. They do everything for us and are so caring. I love them with all my heart and feel so incredibly blessed to have such fantastic parents, such great examples. I hope to one day measure up to the people they are.

These are my inspiration. My wonderful siblings who I love more than life itself. They are the bright spots in my day. To Braden asking me endless questions about BYU, to Ben texting me Office quotes, to Mikaela passive-agressively telling me goodnight and not to text her because she needs her sleep. It is a wonderful feeling to know that, no matter what, I am loved. No matter how far away from home I may be, there is someone (or three someones) always praying for me and hoping my life is going well. I love them. I'm so excited for their futures and the great things that lie ahead for my little brothers and baby sister.

some random parts of my life.

I know I haven't updated in a while.

Between work, being ill, and seriously loving me some sleep...
(and some rockin social life)
I've been a blog neglecter. It's true.
Here's some basics.

I've given up:

and

yeahh...... easier said than done at points.

After walking past the pet store to see Sarah several times in the past few weeks...
I want this real bad:

My friend Alex, the gifted writer (and even more amazing comedienne) introduced me to these:
funny little girl .... response to funny little girl.

There was an inauguration.

I think this is SO tender.

And while I will support the new President...I do have a soft spot in my heart for President Bush. I, in no way, agree with everything he did while in office...but I did really like him as a person. And I appreciate the way Bryce expresses his similar views.

So beyond working and some fun I mostly just miss my mom (and the rest of my family).