Saturday, January 21, 2012

Jars (:


These two jars, are currently my LIFE.

The first little one, has about 9 strips of paper rolled up inside of it. It was an idea I got from Pinterest, and it's one of those things where I'll add another strip of paper each time I make a memorable accomplishment, or have an experience I don't want to forget, and then on New Years of 2013, I'll open up the jar and re-experience everything I did from this year... Kinda better than attempting to complete a New Years Resolution, maybe?

The second, big jar is a work in progress... Starting sometime last year, and working until I get married. No joke. I told mom I'm dead set on going to Tahiti for my honeymoon, and she said she's not paying for it... So... I've got a good $39.30 worth of change in that jar. Clever right? Cause I'm not going to break open that jar unless there's hard cash in it. If anyone feels obliged to add to my collection, as Lumierre so nicely puts it, Be my guest!


Thursday, January 19, 2012

Second Chances.

We're all given 2nd chances at some point.
That was me, yesterday.


Olivia and I were just going about our business... I built a snowman of her and a boyfriend... And she built ...A snow toilet. Quite frankly it looked more like a washing machine... 




Then we looked at the clock, 12:50pm. I reshaped Olivia's snow-toilet into the bottom of a snowman... Or snow-woman. We named it Shlaire, after a friend.


Shlaire looked so good, with her long locks of hair, we decided we needed a better picture of us with her.... But there was no one but my dog around to do that... An hour later, after filling up on pizza and apple juice... We found someone.


Such a good best friend picture!

Then Olivia asked if he wanted a picture with me...


And then I asked if he wanted a picture with Shlaire...


We struck up a good conversation, finding out his grade and school he goes to... And his name! And he's been our neighbor for a couple years! He didn't just move in! He departed looking very confused, and the moment we stepped inside, we burst out laughing!! Did we just ask that kid whom I attempted to stalk before for my friend to take a picture of us and a really ugly snowwoman?! Oh yes. We did.

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.







Atmospheric Frozen Water Vapor (aka Snow)

Waking up at 6:30am to watch the snow fall?
Check.

2 cups of hot cocoa?
Check.

Upside-down Snowman
Check.

Two 7'2'' Snowman
Check.

New Nikon Camera?
Check.

Best Friend?
Check.

No School for 4 days in a row?
Check.

Some awesome photos?
Check.

An incredible day?
Check.


Isn't my house pretty?

Add another inch to that ^




I love her eyes.

Awkward me (:

GORGEOUS Olivia!

Max! My poopshkin! (Yes I call him that)



They didn't do anything... Tammy went to get Jim to have him help hoist the middle of the body up... But by the time they got back, Olivia and I had finished the whole snowman... So they wanted a picture with it anyway. (:

Our work of art that was keeping cars out! (It soon died)

Oh heck yeah! BEST house decor EVA.

Behind the scenes of how to get up there non-ninja style.



Ahhh best friends!

...She would eat the nose.

Perspective.

Street View of Snowman #2


I am 5'9 15/16'' (or 5'10'') and the snowman is 7'2''


I lifted that head up there all by myself :)



I know I'm doing a backwards 7 with my finger... But he's 7'2'' (:

More perspective.

Favorite.

Friday, January 13, 2012

Mission-Aborted

Once upon a time, I was given a mission by a certain friend of mine...


This friend happens to secretly admire a neighbor I have 


...But I've never before met.


The mission was to stalk him a little bit... 


No, not Facebook stalk... 


But like, as he walked home I was supposed to confirm or deny this random kids attractiveness ...or something along those lines that probs make more sense when this individual explained my mission... 


Anyway.


This person gets off the bus at 2:05pm...So I was told. Just to be safe, I went out at 1:50pm... Chilled with my brothers... And then they got in on it too. 


One of my brothers found me embarrassing yet hilarious and documented my hideouts. 


The other one hid in a tree with his own binoculars to tell me when the bus came... 


You can see for yourself how the next 45 minutes of my life (OUT IN THE COLD) came, and then went, with no sign of this kid. 


^Still excited, and ready to be uber creepy...^


^Starting to feel like a better hide out was in order...So I tried the tree, but that was lame... And the bush, well, I could have sworn it was bigger than how it is pictured to the upper right picture^


^Not to worry! I found a bigger bush to hide behind.... But decided that from his view it might look like I was peeing behind the bush^


^In this one, I just really didn't appreciate how the whole world turned sideways^


^...Or upside-down really...^


^...^


^The old stump made me a little bit conspicuous... And a little bit off balance^


^Then faces like this just tend to happen after chillin' 30 minutes with frozen fingers...^



^5 minutes after I shot this photo, I went back home and completely aborted the mission. Is this dude even real? Because I'm never being that stalkerish again.... Even though I technically didn't stalk anything... Just took ridiculous photos....^

I bet....He was sick today, and didn't go to school. What a jerk. He could have at least informed me.

There goes 45 minutes of my life I'll never get back.... 

Monday, January 9, 2012

Kissing=Ice Cream

When my mom was in college, she and her roommates had this deal that anytime they kissed a new boy, they had to come home with a carton of ice cream for the roommates. . . So if they opened their freezer and found ice cream, they'd always know.

My best friend and I, decided to carry on that tradition. 


So far I have given: HA... Jaykay. Boys don't kiss me. I don't kiss boys either though so... It's cool :) I'm satisfied with eating ice cream.

On Friday I received the last 3 ice-creams mentioned above. 

Today was fast Sunday... And after 3 long {but very wonderful} hours of church in my 4 1/4'' black heels {that I strapped on for the first time in AT LEAST a year} to which my feet ACHED! Making me 6'2'' and very intimidating to all those boys... I came home, broke my fast at 5pm when I saw in my freezer that gelato...staring me straight in the face! So, I indulged. 

Thanks Olivia for kissing boys.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

2012 Resolution, Complete.

Bring on 2013 already! By day 2 in January, I had accomplished my resolution of putting out candles using my fingers and saliva. (Note, wax is hot; don't touch it.) So I had to come up with a new resolution... In bed before 8pm, and hopefully asleep before 9pm. Tonight I struggled staying awake past 7pm, and could have easily been in bed before 8pm if it weren't for that darn bath and Harry Potter book... In any case, I'll be in bed before 9pm and that is a 5 hour improvement from last night. Looks like I need to be open to a new resolution... 

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Thank You Tear Ducts

What You Think You Look Like When You Cry:

What You ACTUALLY Look Like When You Cry: 

Well. At least that's how it feels in my book. 

cry/krī/ noun


the release of liquid from the tear ducts when: 
a) one is depressed or sad 
b) one is extremely happy 
c) one has to urinate badly 
d) one is trying to manipulate a person into doing whatever they want them to do 

e) one is being manipulated
f) one has an eye irritation



*Examples:
1.) The Nicholas Sparks Cry: You just read a Nicholas Sparks book, and even though all of his books are relatively similar...You can't help but cry sometimes! Even though you NEVER cry while reading a book! ...This cry, is the type where you hide in your room cause you feel so pathetic. You also tend to talk to yourself saying things like "HOW DO YOU WRITE SOMETHING LIKE THIS?!" and "THAT JERK! IF ONLY HE'D COME SOONER! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!?"

2.) The I'm Worried For A Friend Cry: When you just wish you could fix your friends problems or know how to help them out... This is a softer, subtle cry, that mainly just makes you feel a little sad and a lot worried... To the point where you stomach just churns, and knots.

3.) The Fake Cry: This cry, is the cry you cry, when you prove to people that you can cry on demand. This cry usually ends in laughs because the people surrounding you aren't sure what to think.

4.) The Dead Guy Cry: Some friend/relative just died and even if he was your step uncles best friend's DOG that you only met once, you still cry SO FLIPPIN' hard because it's so tragic that he got ran over by a car! (Okay. Weird example. Moving on.)

5.) You Cry But You're Not Sure Why: Tends to occur more often in females, generally associated with pms and can only be cured with chocolate ice-cream. (Very similar to the Break Up Cry).

6.) The Baby Cry. (also known as:) No Matter HOW Many Good Days I've Had In My Life, This One Small Insignificant Thing Happened AND THE WORLD IS ABOUT TO END Cry: For the most part, self-explanatory. You usually look like godzilla storming around the house, getting mad at everyone and everything, mascara runs down your face, you hide beneath a hooded sweatshirt, and you hyperventilate to the point where every time you breathe, it sounds like you're snorting. (This cry can happen when hearing bad news, seeing the doctor/dentist, having the hot water run out on you etc.)

7.) The Inexplicably Happy Cry: If you have a Mom; you know what this is. She cries when listening to beautiful music, not burning dinner, having the whole family together, and having baby #6. (This also occurs when a lost pet is found, or a college student is back home, a testimony is strengthened, the Spirit is felt, a celebratory moment occurs, an accomplishment is made, a memory is relived, etc. etc.)


8.) The Laughing Cry: When Something is so stupid THAT IT'S FUNNY. And you cry so hard you worry about peeing your pants. ...And then you do anyway, because you rationalize it with buying new pants.


9.) Chick Flick/Guy Cry: A movie which to a certain individual brings on waterfalls of tears.

Today I cried over #6.
I felt PATHETIC.
But crying somehow relieves you of all of your troubles, and makes it THAT much easier to start over.
And, it gets out what you're thinking, when words fail to express you.
So many people consider crying as a "bad thing"...but if that's truly the case, then why would we be built to cry? It wasn't an accident, else we wouldn't find hundreds of things to cry over. 
So. Thank you tear ducts. Without you I would look truly hideous trying to release emotions. (':


*PLEASE TAKE NOTE THAT ANY "CRIES" NOT LISTED, WOULD BE THE OBVIOUS CRIES THAT WOULD JUST BE CLUTTER IN THIS POST. 
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