My boyfriend is tuuuute

He wanted so badly to be good at this.....

http://youtu.be/8mwcYefo9fc

Just got done watching Aviator, and I got really interested in Katherine Hepburn. And I found that she was in the movie "Little Women" 1933. I love that movie, but I don't know if I have seen that one. She is such an interesting lady, who did some spectacular things and dated Howard Hughes who is spectacular, and crazy.

Music Snob

I know that I should be happy for my favorite musicians when they make it big. But I never am. In fact, it's really an upsetting ordeal for me... almost as tragic as the time Madi got married. I just get really attached. And I can't stand sharing great music with stupid people that don't deserve to hear it.
If you love Nickelback, you should continue to love Nickelback....and Hinder too.
But you're not allowed to love Adele. It's just wrong.
She was mine. I didn't give my permission for this to happen, and I feel like she betrayed me.
I realize that Florence is already a big deal across the pond. But I can hardly think about the fact that her music has landed some pretty big movies... including... a Twilight film. Barf.
Yes, this really, REALLY upsets me. Even more than Adele's rise to stardom. Florence may not know this, but she is my best friend. And I don't want to share her, dammit.
But... if I DO have to share her, I want the whole world to know, she was mine... first.

Bird Fever

I am completely addicted to this stupid, stupid game.

Tiny Wings.

DON'T download it people.

I'm serious. It's the biggest waste of time.

I've got finals week coming up and pretty much all I've been doing to prepare is.....

Crap.

Molly finally came to visit me!! And has now officially met Kendal, they got along great. This fun adventure made me miss having my best friend live near by, like in the bed next to me seeing as how we were roommates. I miss you molls!

Thanksgiving was so wonderful that Kendal decided to celebrate and start crawling!! I'm so proud of her. Although it sucks now because she is constantly getting into stuff, I need to baby-proof our house now.

All in all, Thanksgiving was so great, but Black Friday was even better because I got to hang out with Molls.

May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favor

Overall, I enjoyed the Hunger Games series. I do wish I hadn't ever read Mockingjay. I was disappointed with the way that went. Mostly because I'm a sucker for a cheesy perfect ending.

I was absolutely shocked when my little brother said he was reading the series in school last year (7th grade). In my opinion the books are just much too heavy for kids. But so was The Giver by Lois Lowry. Is anybody else like me scarred for life? I still have nightmares...

Anyways, I stumbled upon this teaser tonight and it looks like the movie is very well done. I'm excited to see it.

A Laugh

Vera and Me

I've been drooling over this Vera Bradley bag for over a month now.

I want it! I need it! I can't live without it!

My mum says it's not right for the winter season. But what is right?!!
I've been searching for the perfect bag for weeks now and nothing stands out besides that damn Vera Bradley bag.
My current bag, which is also Vera Bradley, has been so perfect. It's been by my side through a lot of tough times.
I know this just sounds silly. Honestly though, I am so attached to that bag. It's hard to face the fact that it needs to be replaced. And I think the least painful way of going about replacing it is to stick with my girl Vera.

So screw the old-fashioned rules of fashion. I'm getting the bag.

Just kidding. I forgot about that $725.15 I just forked over for a car repair.

I suppose I'll just keep drooling.
Maybe I can make it mine in the spring... When it's in season... NOT that I care!

And it's hard to dance with the devil on your back...

I love Florence and the Machine. I love the new album Ceremonials. And I LOVE this new single.


Isn't Florence Welch such a strange beauty? I am totally mesmerized by her. I can't decide whether she is way ahead of her time or if she is vintage-glamour. I guess it doesn't matter. It's her voice and her music that really take my breath away.

Happy Halloween!!

poor me.

Yesterday, when I returned home from school, I cried.
I cried... and cried... and cried... till bedtime.
Then at school today, I cried some more.
School is HARD. The nursing program is GRUELING.
I've been feeling really sorry for myself. And eating my feelings this afternoon felt SO good.

Today my nursing instructor said to us,
"You all need to quit being so negative. Start looking at the glass half full!"
And I couldn't help it... my response: "BUT THIS GLASS IS EMPTY!!!"
I could see the disappointment on her face. And as angry as I was at her for a bazillion reasons, It made me stop and think...

In less than one year, this will all be over. I will be a registered nurse. That's freaking cool. I will be independent, and I will have become a bigger person (hopefully only in a metaphoric sense). And I will have a whole new set of worries and frustrations. And that's okay. Because that's life. And feeling sorry for myself will get me nowhere. Happiness is a choice. People that think of happiness as a future destination never ever get there. Happiness is today. Right now.

When asked “What thing about humanity surprises you the most?”, the Dalai Lama answered: “Man. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived.”

Madi is a terrible Blogger

...Even more terrible than me. So I had to post this picture of Baby Kendal because she's adorable, and her baby toesies are adorable, and her dress is adorable, and her hair flower is adorable.

Sneak Your Dog to School Day

My perfect Ruby being perfect. At school.

La Chevelure

So back when I was living up north in Provo, my friend Alysse, with beautiful long blonde hair, was asked to be in an independent short film.
It was called "La Chevelure" which is french for "The hair". The film is based on a short story written by Guy de Maupassant, about a man who finds a long lock of hair inside of an antique dresser. He begins to imagine the woman that the hair once belonged to and it grows into an obsession that drives him mad. So....it's kind of like a modern Edgar Allen Poe story.
Alysse played the faceless woman of this mad-man's dreams.
They needed extras for a scene and so Alysse invited us. In the scene, the man's obsession has reached a new level when he thinks he sees the woman at a social event. I'm sure that poor Alysse couldn't have had much fun standing/sitting still the whole time with her hair covering her face.
But the rest of us really had a blast.
I never did see the film, and I always wondered if it was ever finished or entered into any festivals. I googled it today and found out that it was finished, and it took 2nd place in the short films category of the 2009 LDS Film Festival. So basically, I'm famous!
I couldn't find the full 17 min. video online, but I did find a trailer on youtube. See if you can spot me!! :)

I hate Winter...

I absolutely hate it. I hate it when the skies are gloomy. I hate it when the skies are clear but the sun beats down on the white snow and blinds me. I hate having a runny nose. I hate how winter strips my skin of any moisture it has. I hate how quickly it makes my smooth legs turn prickly. I hate how it takes over my hands and legs and I can hardly make use of them. I hate how it makes my ears ache inside. I hate walking out to my car on bitter cold early mornings. I hate scraping the frost and snow off of my windows. I hate the claustrophobic feeling I get when I bundle up in my coat, scarf, gloves, and earmuffs. I hate how I can't breathe in that cold winter air, but if I tuck my face inside of my scarf I feel like I'm suffocating. I hate how hard it is to leave my warm bed in the morning. I hate how our stupid fireplace turns everything in our house black. I hate building fires when my frozen hands can hardly strike a match. I hate hot chocolate. I hate tripping over all of my brothers snow gear all winter long. I hate shoveling the backyard so that Ruby doesn't get lost in the snow when she goes out to potty. I hate the fear of slipping on the ice. I hate driving in a snow storm. I hate the stress I get when I drive on icy and slushy roads. I hate how winter makes me late to everything. I hate winter. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it. I pray that this is my very last Monticello winter.

Moral Dilemma

So I want a new pair of Toms. But I've been hesitant to make the buy because I can't decide if they are appropriate for the cold weather seasons.

What do you think?

I really like these petal pink Toms from the "wedding line"... but I think my wardrobe needs a pair of cream or white colored shoes.

*Post Edit: That stupid little poll thingy made the page load soooooooo sloooooooowly. So never mind. But you should still comment and give me your two cents.

Puppy Play All Day!!

After a long day at school, all I want to do when I come home is snuggle up with Ruby Tuesday and rest. Unfortunately, Ruby spends all those lonely hours sitting on her chair in the living room with her head draped over the armrest so that she can watch for her loved ones. And when one of us finally returns home, all she really wants to do is play. Can I blame her? Nope. She's perfect.

Love these Weepies oldies..

I just can't take how beautiful you are.

This is a totally normal thing to do...

I REALLY want a blue-eyed baby someday.
Chanting: "CHASE! CHASE! CHASE! CHASE!"

I've also researched (googled) the probability of Chase and I having twins... with the hope that our chances would increase because Chase has a twin sister. Unfortunately, the male's genes and family history do not have any affect on those odds:( Again, totally normal. It isn't at all strange that I daydream on a daily basis about my blue-eyed twins....