Make an Exception

The Ten Commandments state that you shouldn't covet the possessions of others. While that attitude may get you salvation, I don't feel like it would be applicable in this situation. In fact, I think even jealousy would be an appropriate emotion. It all started when Sydney and I went roaming on Amazon. Of course: super dirt cheap stuff + a young girl who has just come into some money = wreckless spending. Now, don't get too excited. I didn't go out and buy a yacht or anything. Just, the next best thing.

Whilst witnessing the many treasured items that America has to offer, I found this. A sticker for my car. The Deathly Hallows. Welcome to the coolest car ride ever. For the naive few, the deathly hallows comes from Harry Potter and (can you guess???) the Deathly Hallows. The symbols represent the three things that enable the user to conquer death. So, basically, you have all three and you're immortal. While I may not be completely immortal, (YET) this little decal on my car basically lets all of the evil forces at work against me know that they should step off. It's pretty much the greatest thing to ever happen to my life. When I was putting it on, though, I kinda felt like I was defiling my car. Like, giving it a tattoo or something. Completely immoral until I stepped back and looked at it. And then, it all was wiped away from the sheer awesomeness of it all.

So, wanting to feel like you can conquer death, too? Then, this website is for you. Congratulations. You're on your way to being awesome, too. :)
http://www.amazon.com/Deathly-Hallows--Harry-Potter--Sticker/dp/B004GTF8JO/ref=sr_1_1?s=automotive&ie=UTF8&qid=1327293261&sr=1-1

Welcome to the Ghetto

Senior year in high school. Birthday/Graduation present: a camera. A very appropriate gift for a girl of a young age, wanting to document the new and upcoming events in her life. What was absent from that lovely gift: a case for said camera. At this tragedy, I thought, "A naked camera! Definitely not acceptable in society as we know it." So, I found the next best thing... A sock from my sock drawer.

Complete with a little hole forming at the heel of my foot to be a slot for the wrist strap to be pulled through. Honestly? The cheap man's dream. On occasion, when the opportunity would permit for a picture, I would dig the sock out of my purse, posed, ready for camera action. However, upon this putrid reveal, my mother would cringe at the sight of her offspring resorting to such a primal action: keeping a camera in a sock. Personally, I loved it and thought it gave me more character than I could ever ask for. So, I kept it and never thought about it again.

The other day, however, my "problems" were solved. Liz recruited my organizing abilities to help her sort out all the lovely treasures taking home in her basement. As the sorting commenced, hundreds of unknown delicacies spilled from the piles. One said treasure being a camera case. Liz, without giving it a second thought, pushed the camera case into my hands with a look on her face of, "Here. You need this more than I do." What I have learned from this experience: people take pity on the resourceful. So, in an effort to seem completely pleasant about the whole thing and to not spite the fact that I have now been forced to become a sophisticated human being, I would like to say "Thank you, Liz" and "You're welcome, Mom".  :)

A Hobo No Longer!

My life as an unemployed college student is over. Done. Gone. That's right. I am now an employed American citizen. And proud of it! So, here's the scoop:

Before Christmas break, my roommate, Brooke, announced that if anyone was looking for a job, they should contact her. Naturally, I jumped at the opportunity and, seeing as I'm her roommate, was given seniority over all the other prospects. So, the application process began. I sent in my resume and then spent the next three weeks waiting for a response. After coming back to Utah, I took the initiative and went to see this boss who had been looking to hire and yet had not put in any effort to contact his (hopefully) future employee. So, we talked and determined that we would undergo the interview process right then and there. And, then it was over. He said, "I'll call you tomorrow" and I walked out without hearing another word from him for a week. Tomorrow came and went, along with a number of other "tomorrows". Emails were exchanged, but an ultimate decision hadn't been disclosed. Not until today, anyways. I marched into that office and he sat me down and told me that he wanted to hire me. Turns out, it was my persistence in pursuing the job that really caught his eye (thanks to those of you who kept pushing me to bother him. I guess it really paid off!). So, he gave me some information, showed me the office, and said, "See you for your first day next week." And, that's it. Once my social security information is processed, then I will be a working woman. Attractive, right? Especially as I sit here typing this, no makeup, in my pajamas. Beautiful.

What will this job entail, you ask? I have no idea. But, who cares!!! It's a job! An income! A source of stability! HALLELUJAH!!! Fingers crossed that I don't mess it up before the next rent is due! :)

So, thanks to everyone out there who sent their prayers and their fasting efforts my way. You have no idea how much it helped and how much I appreciate it. It means the WORLD to me and I'm so grateful that you were willing to help!!! You're the BEST! I owe you big Big BIG time!!!

Crafts Galore!

An official welcome to Christmas Break 2011. Being bored was not an option, so this was the outcome. First: an impressive array of melted crayons on a canvas.

Second: Gillian's Christmas present. Pillows that I like to equate to lions' mane's.

And, lastly: Gillian's Birthday present. An array of felt flowers found home on a canvas amidst blades of grass and miraculously floating paint flowers.

It's been decided that I should open my own studio and sell them to those with more copyrighting problems than I. A definite idea that I'm sure will come about at a future point in time. For now, I'll be content with my butterfly chair and a chick-flick. The end.

One Jump Ahead

Cliche. Totally, what you're about to read is one big cliche. And, I kind of love it so no worries. But, anyways, seeing as I have chosen to be M.I.A. for the past little while, I thought I'd fill you in on all of the wonderful things that happened to me during 2011. An outline, if you will.

• My greatest accomplishment: learning how to parallel park like a G. (G stands for Gangster. And, of course I don't really park like a gangster. It's just one of the ways to say really well.)
• My biggest fear vanquished: flying on a plane all by myself. Scratch that: the physical act of finding my way around the airport (LAX, mind you) all by myself, getting on the plane, NOT sitting next to a creep, and arriving back on the ground with all of my luggage and body limbs attached. Check. Done.
• My happiest moment: realizing my hair was finally long enough to be put back into a ponytail without the major manipulation of each individual strand.
• My new favorite item: my MAC gel eyeliner. Seriously? I put it on at the crack of dawn and it still looks the same (AKA, awesome) when I go to take it off way into the night. Absolutely brilliant.
• The biggest item crossed off my list: choosing a major. Yes, the day has come and I have committed to something! I have decided to become a Family Life major. What can I do with that? Become a mom. Perfect, right? If everything else works out, then I'll also get a minor in Business so that I can be that much more awesome/ be able to work out of home/ learn way more math than I ever wanted to know. And, then I'll go to Cosmetology school if I still have money/time.
• New favorite restaurant: J Dawg's. A beefed up hot dog stand. Love. With all my soul.
• My relationship status: still single. But, looking. Very opposed to blind dates. Unless they come "so highly recommended." (Comment below if you can name that movie...)
• New favorite movies: The Adjustement Bureau (yes, it drops the F-bomb once. But, cover your ears and then realize that it not only blows your mind but has Matt Damon in it. Awesome. Completely.) and, of course, Captain America. (Because I know you were wondering, yes. There is a poster of Chris Evans in my room in his Captain America uniform. Complete the set be sending me the DVD!)
• My new Bible:  craftgawker.com/popular/gawked  Welcome to my Christmas break.
• My new comedy relief: New Girl. Definitely wouldn't watch it with younger children around, those still sensitive to the many mysteries of what being an adult entails. But, I have to admit. It definitely has made me chuckle on more than one occasion. And, of course, there's Gilmore Girls. And Psych. And Brian Regan.

So, there you have it. My past life. My new life is filled with way more stylish clothing, guitar pick earrings, and some dang cute leather boots. It also contains no classes on Tuesday or Thursdays, an "Employment Needed" sign, and a really tender pimple on my chin. You know, the ones right in the beginning stage that hurt whenever the wind whips by them? Goodness gracious. Those are the WORST! Anyways, that's my life right now. I still hate the snow. The end.