Last year after Halloween I made a commitment to step up my game in 2009. I believe my exact words were, "I'm committing now to have a brilliant costume in 2009. Check back with me next year and I'll let you know how it goes."
No need to check in after the holiday because I can tell you right now how it's going to go. Let's just say brilliant is not the word I would use to describe my non-existent costume. Why is this such a struggle for me?!
I did have one idea and tonight when I asked a friend how bad this idea was on a scale of 1 to 10, with 10 being the Worst Idea Ever, the response I got was, "Well...". Apparently I scored a 10.
I still have a couple days for genius to strike, but I'm not holding my breath.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
I Can't Help It
I hate to break this to you, but my niece and nephew are cuter than yours. There, I said it. It feels good to get that out in the open.
William has gained enough weight to have a double chin!
He's just providing a little bit of comfort to his sister.
And Elizabeth rocks one leg out of the blankets like I do. I think we're going to get along just fine.
William has gained enough weight to have a double chin!
He's just providing a little bit of comfort to his sister.
And Elizabeth rocks one leg out of the blankets like I do. I think we're going to get along just fine.
Wednesday, October 07, 2009
Inside Out
There was a time a few years ago when I was living out of boxes. I had graduated from BYU the year prior and Tatum, Ranya and I moved from our lovely two bedroom to a four bedroom on the West side of town. (Side Note: Looking back, I have no idea why we moved. Sure, in the new place we each got our own room, but I know for a fact Tatum LOVED sharing a room with me, especially when I made her read her scriptures out loud to me at night. You know, since she was doing it anyway.) I had been commuting 90 miles each day to Salt Lake City and back for six months and right as we were moving I decided that I was tired of the drive and wanted to move to Salt Lake (Insert boy drama in Provo that I wanted to get away from and the opportunity to live with Lindsay, current roommate extraordinaire).
This was an awesome decision to make after just signing a year-long contract.
But I had made the decision and felt like it was the right thing to do so I went through the process of trying to find someone to buy my contract. I was looking for someone to take my place immediately and didn't know when I'd have to pack up and leave, so I just never unpacked to begin with. This brings me back to where I started.
There was a time a few years ago when I was living out of boxes.
And I was getting up early due to a 60+ minute commute and, still being fairly new to the job, I was adhering to an 8:00 or 8:30 start time (as opposed to the 9:15 start time I was rocking when I left). It was early and it was dark and everything was in boxes and for some reason I rarely bothered to turn on any lights while I was getting ready.
One day I ran into my kooky supervisor (She could be the subject of another post all on her own. One quick tidbit: she had a vest and matching socks for nearly every holiday.) and she made a comment about me getting dressed in the dark. I was almost always confused when she tried to make jokes so I gave her a courtesy laugh and said, “Actually, I usually do get dressed in the dark.” To which she replied that she could believe it because my sweater was on inside out.
An embarrassing moment made even worse by the fact that I needed fashion advice from a woman who wore holiday vests. Not as a joke.
Luckily I had arrived early enough that she was one of the few people who had seen me that day, but that didn't really matter because, in true Stephanie style, I told the story that day to anyone who would listen (and even those who weren't listening).
I mean, why keep all the fun to myself?
And now I’m sharing with you. You’re welcome.
This was an awesome decision to make after just signing a year-long contract.
But I had made the decision and felt like it was the right thing to do so I went through the process of trying to find someone to buy my contract. I was looking for someone to take my place immediately and didn't know when I'd have to pack up and leave, so I just never unpacked to begin with. This brings me back to where I started.
There was a time a few years ago when I was living out of boxes.
And I was getting up early due to a 60+ minute commute and, still being fairly new to the job, I was adhering to an 8:00 or 8:30 start time (as opposed to the 9:15 start time I was rocking when I left). It was early and it was dark and everything was in boxes and for some reason I rarely bothered to turn on any lights while I was getting ready.
One day I ran into my kooky supervisor (She could be the subject of another post all on her own. One quick tidbit: she had a vest and matching socks for nearly every holiday.) and she made a comment about me getting dressed in the dark. I was almost always confused when she tried to make jokes so I gave her a courtesy laugh and said, “Actually, I usually do get dressed in the dark.” To which she replied that she could believe it because my sweater was on inside out.
An embarrassing moment made even worse by the fact that I needed fashion advice from a woman who wore holiday vests. Not as a joke.
Luckily I had arrived early enough that she was one of the few people who had seen me that day, but that didn't really matter because, in true Stephanie style, I told the story that day to anyone who would listen (and even those who weren't listening).
I mean, why keep all the fun to myself?
And now I’m sharing with you. You’re welcome.
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
Brandi Day
Brandi Carlile's new album, Give Up the Ghost, came out today. You should buy it.
No, seriously. It's insanely good.
There's only one song on it that I'm even tempted to skip (but I don't) and according to Cara all you need is a repeat button and a box of tissues and you're golden.
I was at Easy Street Records picking up a copy tonight after work when I ran into a friend who lives in the neighborhood. She asked me what I was doing, I explained that it was Brandi Day and she said, "Wait, haven't you been listening to a bootlegged copy for the last week?". She was correct, but of course I still needed to have the real deal.
I hopped on iTunes tonight to download Greg Laswell's new EP, Covers, (because Easy Street failed me and didn't have it) and noticed that Brandi's album was in the #1 spot!
Did I mention that I think you should buy it? Because you should.
No, seriously. It's insanely good.
There's only one song on it that I'm even tempted to skip (but I don't) and according to Cara all you need is a repeat button and a box of tissues and you're golden.
I was at Easy Street Records picking up a copy tonight after work when I ran into a friend who lives in the neighborhood. She asked me what I was doing, I explained that it was Brandi Day and she said, "Wait, haven't you been listening to a bootlegged copy for the last week?". She was correct, but of course I still needed to have the real deal.
I hopped on iTunes tonight to download Greg Laswell's new EP, Covers, (because Easy Street failed me and didn't have it) and noticed that Brandi's album was in the #1 spot!
Did I mention that I think you should buy it? Because you should.
Friday, October 02, 2009
Declining Performance
I just spent 90 minutes reading MY OWN BLOG. I have no idea why or how this happened, but that's not the point.
The Point: After reading every post from 2009 I felt like I should remind you all that I used to be better at this. Really, I did. September 2008 for example. There are some forgotten gems in there.
Gems, I tell you.
The Point: After reading every post from 2009 I felt like I should remind you all that I used to be better at this. Really, I did. September 2008 for example. There are some forgotten gems in there.
Gems, I tell you.
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