Thursday, December 13, 2007

two small boys equals one man

Saturday I had the opportunity to help with the Jazz Bear shopping trip. I had this little boy named Miles, a sweet kid but a little bit of a seven year old punk. The kids were given an hour to shop, but we took a total of about 10 minutes since he already knew what he wanted--a new bike. This left us loads of time on the bus, where we meet Keyan. Before I knew it I had these two boys holding my hands and putting their arms around my shoulder, telling me they loved me, and asking if I would be their big girl friend. How could I say no! :) But my favorite comment was one when of the boys said "two small boys equals one man!" My luck is great with with little boys and old men, but boys my own age that is a whole different story. If I could only figure out how to make two small punk boys into one great man....

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

The Cheesecake Factory Challenge

Have you ever had what you thought was a brilliant idea but then on reflection didn't think so. On Friday, the girls and I at work decided to order cheesecake from the Cheesecake factory. We had a problem deciding what to order and decided that we would eventually order all 33 cheesecake varieties on the menu. We would order three different flavors once a month and then rank them giving us our favorites. We printed out the menu, taped it to the wall at work and ranked the first three choices. Chocolate Tuxedo Creme got the five star rating. Over the weekend I realized that at 7 dollars a slice it would cost us over 200 dollars to try all the cheesecake varieties, not to mention the pounds we would gain. Then it didn't sound like such a brilliant idea. I like cheesecake, but don't want to spend that much money on it. If it was ice cream then maybe that would be a different story! :)

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Veteran's Day

I'm going to get on my soapbox for a moment. I love America. The fourth of July is my favourite holiday. There is something about the red,white and blue that stirs my soul. I feel grateful, proud and very humbled to be an American. At Thursday's football game, the band did a tribute to the armed forces for Veteran's Day. I was shocked and disappointed in the lack of respect show to the flag and to these veteran's. Here were men in their 80 and 90's who had answered the call to serve to protect the freedoms that we take for granted and enjoy today. They are unsung heroes who will never be considered great by the standards of men. Yet it was these everyday men who carried a nation on their back willingly and then spent the rest of their lives quietly working and strengthening the country they love. These are men who deserve our respect and admiration. When we fail to give it to them, that is truly when their service and those that paid the ultimate sacrifice was in vain. And yet I watched most of the stadium fail to do just that. They didn't take a moment from their all too important trying to impress those around them to honor not only the five men who were being on the field, but those in the audience who had server. When we should have given a standing ovation we choose to remain seated. And it isn't just to veteran's that this lack of respect is shown. I've watched people talk through the national anthem, say the pledge in another language and fail to rise as the flag rolls by. As I watch this happen I fear that we are becoming a nation that loves the benefits of freedom but one who is not willing to recognize the cost by which that freedom comes. So next time you see a veteran or watch the flag go by pause and remember what they have given you and give them the respect they deserve.

Sunday, November 04, 2007

I've always wondered...

One of the things I was looking forward to when I went to Chicago was visiting H&M. Normally I am in love with everything I see at H&M, but this time I was a little disappointed. Though I did find this black dress that I fell in love with--a black audrey hepburn esque dressed. I searched all over and finally found one dress (albeit that it was a size too big). I went into the dressing room and put the dress on and knew I had to have it. The belt could fix the problem of it being too big. I went to unzip the zipper and couldn't. The zipper was stuck! After a couple of minutes I knew it wasn't going to budge and that I was going to have to ask for some help. I kept hoping that it would just magically unzip itself because I really wanted the dress! Three store workers later, it still wouldn't budge and scissors had to be employed. I felt a little self conscious as I stood in the middle of the dressing room while they cut the dress off of me. I am sure that people thought I had tried on too small of a size and now couldn't get it off! I have to admit that there were times before this happened that I wondered what stores did when someone got stuck in their clothing. Did the cut it off? Did they make the person pay for the ruined garment? I've heard of people cutting off wedding and prom dresses, but I've never known anyone else that had to have been cut out of a dress at a store! Good news was that during the ordeal they found a dress in my size.

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Never thought i would be carded

Since I don't drink, smoke, or go to bars, I never believed that I would have the opportunity to be "carded" But I was-- as I bought cold medicine last night at the grocery store. Who knew that you had to present ID to buy some cough syrup? :) I guess they were afraid that I would use it for devious means!

Friday, October 26, 2007

The Windy City

I just found out that I am headed off to Chicago next weekend and I am way excited. It will be for work, but I will have some time to sightsee so if any of you have any suggestions as to what to do let me know!

Only a few months late

Sitting on my desk right now is my brand new Adobe Creative Suite 3. Few software upgrade gets me really excited but this one does! With each new Creative Suite upgrade my job becomes easier and that is always a good thing. Now I just need to find the time to install it....

Thursday, October 25, 2007

You're like Winnie the Pooh. Gimme your paws, Pooh.

I have fallen in love with a brilliant new show, Pushing Daisies. This quirky, clean and eccentric show has found its way into my heart. I find myself looking forward to Wednesday and the adventure that Ned (who brings people back to life, but only for a minute) Chuck (his childhood sweetheart who he brought back to life, but can never touch so or else it will kill her again), Emerson, Ned's business partner,who loves to knit, and Olive, an employee in Ned's pie shop who is in love with Ned.

The plot is unpredictable, the dialogue witty, and her clothing unbelievable--I've coveted almost everything she's wearing! I think I was born in the wrong time period. I am a 50's girl at heart.

I loved the pooh reference from last week's show.

If you haven't watched this show, check out the fan website.

This video has been in my head

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Tender Moment at Conference

On the saturday morning session of conference, I wondered what had happened to make the audience burst into laughter after the sustaining of the two new apostles. I was sent this link in an email and I realized the reason for it. As I looked at the pictures I was touched at the love that the Brethern have for each other and their love for life.


Monday, October 22, 2007

Hearty Thanks

This morning as I was driving into work that Tracy Lawerence song about finding out who your friends made me pause and think about the great friends I do have. I think sometimes we tend to take friends, like family, for granted because they are always there. I don't know if I express often enough how grateful I am for the brilliant friends in my life! They have provided a shoulder to cry on, an listening ear, and made me laugh. They have allowed me to be my true self and have pushed me to be better. I've also realized that I may not always be the best friend out there and I want to change that. So don't be alarmed if I start calling, email, gmail chatting on a more regular basis :)

and lastly lets keep the good times rollin'!

Friday, October 19, 2007

This is too Cute

My brother saw this clip and thought of me. I think due to its British nature. I was expecting it to be some sort of funny video, but I was pleasantly surprised as to how charming it was.

click here to see the video

Thursday, October 18, 2007

I don't know whether to laugh or be offended

I was doing some searching for LDS sites for work today and came across this website as one of them. As you can tell from the name of the website I didn't look too closely before I clicked on it. Once I did I was brought to the "Mormon name generator." A Mormon name generator? From what I can gather the weirder the better. Granted I have meet some Mormons with some pretty weird last names, but I've yet to meet anybody with the name Zestpool!

Well if you are curious as to what your "Mormon" name would be check out the link below.

Elzo Benneth DaRhonda

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Sometimes you should just stick to the weather

My mother the other day asked how I was liking my new singles ward-basically she was trying to figure out if I liked anybody. When I gave my normal reply of its big, there are a lot of girls, etc. and I expressed how hard a singles ward could be she was like it can't be all that bad. For someone who has never had to endure a singles ward they just don't understand what it is truly like. Tonight I had one of those really awkward conversation that make you want to go running from the singles ward and never return again. If they are looking for material for singles ward three it would be a perfect conservation.

Socially awkward kid: How old are you? (1st point against him. Not the smartest thing to ask someone's age as the first question)
Me: How old do you think I am?
SAK: 17. You don't look old enough to be here. (second point against him. I've resigned myself to the fact that I look younger, but you shouldn't imply at anytime that someone is too young to be somewhere-especially at a church fireside)

SAK: What do you do?
Me: I work for a book publishing company as the Graphic Designer
SAK: I don't go to school, but I am this amazing and incredible artist, but I can't seem to get a job doing art (Third awkward point, don't brag about how good you are, because if you can't get a job in the field it probably means that you aren't that good)
At this point my roommate came up and once he found out that she had taught college English asked her if she would write the story for the comic book he wanted to illustrate. When she asked him what it was about he told her that it was about this criminal who wanted glory and because of it was cursed with no face and became sort of a good guy. Since he has no face he goes about stealing the face and hence identity of other criminals. When he steals their face the process of kills them. How do you respond to that? All I could think of was is all of this really coming out of his mouth?

He saved the best awkward conservation for last.
SAK: What is one thing that you would want to do or be if money, time, qualifications, etc. weren't a factor.
Me: The President of the United States
SAK: The Government is corrupt. I've been thinking about starting my own government based on communism, the united order and democracy that would eventually replace the current government (still trying to figure out how those three would work out). To do so I would start a "cult" (that is what he called it) that where the people lived these principles and because it was such a wonderful society and because of the 10 inch book I would write about this new form of government, people would be drawn to it and eventually I would be able to overthrow the government. So I guess you could say I am an anarchist or a rebel.

He sounds like he could fit in perfectly in LaVerkin (though I would hate to see a gun in his hands). But that type of information should never be shared with someone you just meet. Actually I am not sure if there ever is a great time to share it. In fact he should have just stuck to the weather.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

I love it when people share cool things

Leigh at work yesterday showed me this funny Welsh comedian and his take on airport luggage.

I now just need to see the new Brian Regan video!

Thursday, October 04, 2007

In "Love" with Roger Hamley, too bad he's not real

It's after one in the morning and I can't sleep. As I am lying here I am thinking about Roger Hamley from Wives and daughters and why women tend to fall in love with these fictional "men." Since it's been on my mind for a couple of days now I've come up with a list of reasons why we tend to "fall in love" with Gilbert Blythe, Mr. Darcy and Roger Hamley.

1. I think that this is the biggest one, at least in my book. They tend to see the true potential and goodness in Anne, Elizabeth and Molly, even if it is eventually.

2. They are willing to get to really know the person and come to admire both their strengths and their weaknesses.

3. They serve them.

4. All of them have very real and apparent flaws, yet they are willing to work at changing them.

5. They are kind.

6. They see Women as equals.

7. They are honest.

8. They don't try to change her and mold her into societies accepted norm.

9. They think that she's beautiful.

10. Their love is based on something deeper than lust. It is a true and abiding love and one where they are willing to do whatever they can in their power to protect and provide happiness for the one they love.

11. They want to help them improve.

12. They laugh together.

13. They pursue them.

14. They connect intellectually.

15. They want to protect them.

16. They put the other's happiness before their own.

17. They are handsome, yet not always in the "hollywood" sort of way.

At the moment that is all I can come up with, but feel free to add your own reasons.

Here is the trailer for Wives and Daughters if you aren't familiar with the movie or the book.

Monday, October 01, 2007

no pressure, but chocolate is always good

Funny story

Sunday afternoon a mutual friend texted my roommate about a group gathering that evening. Since she was making bread I was given the assignment to text back and let him know that we were coming. I made the first text successfully and told him that I was the one doing the texting instead of my roommate because she was baking bread. He texted back that he felt like he should make cookies for that evening. I texted "No Pressure, but anything chocolate is always good" and sent the text away thinking nothing about it. About 10 minutes later one of the girls from the ward knocks on our door and asks when my roommate is. I told her that my roommate was out by the basketball courts and she head off to find her. She walks over to my roommate and was like "This is the only chocolate I had in the house I hope it will do"? To which my roommate was like "thanks, but why did you bring me chocolate?" Well it was discovered that I had sent the chocolate text not to the friend, but rather to my roommates visiting teacher and being the faithful visiting teacher she is she got a message about a need and did what she could to rectify the situation!

Lesson learned. Visiting Teachers really are wonderful and if you are using somebody else's phone to text be careful of what you say and who you send it to!

Thursday, September 27, 2007

I do enough dumb things during the day without you needing to push off your mistakes on me

I am usually a person who is able to go with the flow and not get riffled up over things. That is until I see an injustice and then I'm out for vengeance. Today my boss had a meeting with our distributors where they pointed our something that I had changed to the covers in response to a directive from my boss. Then to get a call from my boss putting all the blame on me make me really mad. He is the one that made the decision to change, not I. When it comes down to the consequences he should take the responsibility instead of me who has now become the scrap goat. If it was my mistake I would be the first one to own up to it and seeing that I am only human and make enough mistakes on my own I don't appreciate having someone else's mistakes thrust on me.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

The memo you somehow didn't get

Yesterday I was talking to a couple of friends I haven't talked to in a few weeks and both of them mentioned that they were now dating someone. It seems that overnight a mysterious memo went out and those that got it are now have a significant other and those that didn't are still single. I'm just wondering how I get put on the list....

Friday, September 21, 2007

It just shows

On a frequent basis I find myself questioning peoples ability to think logically. I guess I take if for granted that people think through their actions before they do it, but two articles today make me truly question this. I know that there are people who try to push the envelope as far as they can, but who wakes up in the morning and thinks today would be a good day for me to strap a circuit board to my chest with wires and blinking lights and then go into the same airport where two planes were highjacked on September 11th and then be mystified that your supposed piece of art set off fears all over again. And this was an MIT student.
To read the story from MSN.

I am also trying to wrap my head around the saga that is Jena 6. What were the boys that put the nooses in the tree thinking in the first place? Just because there is no law against it doesn't mean that it was a smart thing to do. Where they looking to see how far they could go before they triggered emotions and actions? But I also don't understand the kids who commited a crime start crying foul when their actions are brought to light--this whole lack of responsibility for actions is a whole another topic. If the kids were tried without evidence and then charged I would look at this in a different light, the racial light that is being played out. But it wasn't. They committed a crime and they should be charged, regardless of what race they are. Committing a crime is not just limited to those of one race, it is universal and so the punishment should be universal. Are we going to get the the point where we can't prosecute anybody because they will say that the government is being racial by doing so?

Thursday, September 20, 2007

The yummy goodness that is Hob Nobs and Ice Cream

A pleasant little surprise was waiting on my desk this morning when I got in, a nice little package of Hob Nobs (a food whos presence in the United States is sorely lacking). After consuming five for breakfast---they have rolled oats so it was ok!;) And if getting a wonderful packet of hob nobs wasn't enough, I found that if you add a little ice cream to the biscuit(aka cookie) the wonderful Hob Nob is turned into something truly brilliant!

And for any of you out there wondering where the name cames from, here is your Etymology lesson. The name comes from an earlier phrase, to hob or nob, meaning "to drink together, taking turns toasting one another," probably from Middle English habbe "to have" and nabbe, a contraction of ne + habbe, "to have not," hence, "to have and have not, to give and take.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

That is, without doubt, the worst pirate I've ever seen....

Arrgh mate, do ye have even hav' to expl'n about the bounty that is me name? Now if only the captain would be a listenin' to what I had to ere say....:) Long live the open sea!

My pirate name is:

Captain Anne Rackham

Even though there's no legal rank on a pirate ship, everyone recognizes you're the one in charge. You have the good fortune of having a good name, since Rackham (pronounced RACKem, not rack-ham) is one of the coolest sounding surnames for a pirate. Arr!

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