As a general rule I don’t follow current events, politics, or celebrity news. I like to live in a self-obsessed bubble where the only reality is the one I create…with my blog. It’s wonderful. But…I married a politics loving news-starved man, who checks as many political blogs (SNORE) as I do crafty design blogs (CHEER!). …
The Mountain Goats are coming! The Mountain Goats are coming! The Mountain Goats are coming! Forget everything I ever said about being blogged out! I lied. The Gods have blessed us all. I’m so excited. Usually I try not to talk about too specific of tastes when it comes to art and such…ok maybe I …
I think I might be blogged out. I cannot imagine how dooce feels. So I will give you a topic, discuss amongst yourselves. Why do we blog? WHY!
Sometimes, around 4:30 pm, I don’t know if I will ever make it ’til 5:30. I know “it’s only an hour away” but you forget that it was proceeded by 9 hours. And so, it’s not just “one more hour” it’s “one more hour after I’ve already done 8.” And honestly, I don’t know if …
And I didn’t even know how proud I was! But man, you put me in front of a television and turn on the Olympics, and it’s like all of the sudden I’m a confederate flag waving, war loving, reality TV show watching, KFC eating, true blue American. GO STARS AND STRIPES! It’s crazy what the …
Wazzzzup! So, last night we had a farewell dinner for our neighbors and dear friends the Christophersons. I made a vat of pasta. It was really good, but I totally overestimated the gluttony factor of our group. It kind of reminded me of Strega Nona, which if you weren’t read to as a child, is …
I’m gonna make it, gonna make it, gonna make it. Up a 6.2 mile hill. With these people. Be concerned. I’m leaving in a couple hours with Eric to drive to Rachel Nevada, to run the E.T. Midnight Half Marathon. Yes, I know it’s only a half. But…apparently there is a large, as in 6.2 …
What is it with me and posting at like 5 pm when it does no good for anyone!? Anyway, I need a book. I usually have like 5 I want to read, but right now, I’m not sure what to jump to next. Sorry, I don’t do the vampires, sorry, sorry, I know they blow …
HARDEST WORD TO SPELL EVER: Thorough. I’m am thoroughly fed up with recreating the spelling of this thoroughly disgusting word, so that some semblance of it will show up in Microsoft Word’s ever-so-thorough spell checker. You know it’s bad when spell check gives up on you. I’ve thoroughly had it up to here. Tomorrow I …
Last week Eric and I went to his cousin’s wedding at the Salt Lake Temple. It was a Friday morning and the temple was buzzing with swarms of summer brides and their wedding parties. This was the first wedding I had been to at the Salt Lake Temple, and I couldn’t believe how many brides …
