Monday, December 24, 2007

Lots o' Pictures

You may not have gotten a Christmas card from me. I didn't have your address. But instead, you can see ALL the pictures I might have sent you, instead of just one!

I call this one The Extent of My Decorating.

"Look, it's Spider-Man!"

also called "Another Christmas, just me and the tree."

"If I ever put out a Christmas album"

"Easily distracted"

So there you go. Merry Christmas, y'all.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

I hate the word "Utahns."

Wednesday, December 12, 2007


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That's gotta be good, right?

In other news, "w00t" was proclaimed word of the year. Or was it new word of the year? Except it's not really new; even I've been using it for years. It's like nominating someone for best new artist when they already have a few albums--like Feist, to use a current example.

In other other news, I've been making pita pizzas lately, and it is so good. Faster and better than Red Baron.

Aaaand, I second-degree burned my thumb the other day. Oh, it's been such a great month so far.

Sunday, December 9, 2007

On the way home from church, I drove past Robert Munk photography, and I totally read "Robot Made Photography." I thought, "Whoa, photos by a robot! I'd buy that."

Saturday, December 8, 2007


This was the view from my front door last Saturday, and 'tis a similar sight this week. I'm not loving the snow. My hands are pretty much always cold...along with the rest of me.

Don't get me wrong, it's pretty in a "let's drink cocoa and look out the window way" not "driving in it to the airport because my until-recently-boyfriend friend is too freaked out to do it himself" way. It was my first time driving in the actual snow (usually the roads are plowed by the time I go out) and I didn't kill anyone. So...good jorb, me.

Sunday, November 25, 2007


Clearly, no one really minds if I don't post. Well then, in lieu of actual content, here's my new favorite song today:

Monday, October 8, 2007

Monday, September 24, 2007

You're gonna make it after all!

Sometimes I feel like Mary Tyler Moore. I need to wear a hat, just so I can throw it in the air.

Meanwhile, the weather has definitely turned:

That was the weather when I got to work this morning. Unfortunately, the sky has cleared considerably, and it is no longer rainy. Sad.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Aye, avast!

flashy me
I been playin' with the camera at work, and here's one of me (flash on).

Okay, so I don't have much actual news to report. Except that today is International Talk Like a Pirate Day. Hence the enormous hoops. I calls them me "Pirate Earrings."

And if ye look closely, you'll be seein' a bit o' Aztec gold on me lapel.

And here's one of me that's a little fuzzy (flash off).

fuzzy me

Clearly, these are all self-taken. I've developed this trick of turning my head, to prevent the common (and dreaded) self-taken photo double chin syndrome. It's a terrible affliction--worse than scurvy.

Notice how wrong the time is? I hadn't switched it off South Africa time when I took this.

I'm thinking about having the guys take touristy pictures when they're on assignment, so I can photoshop myself in and pretend like I have an exciting life.

Not that talking like a pirate isn't exciting.

More pictures to come. Maybe.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Hurricane Humberto

The day I have been hoping for has arrived: Humberto is officially a hurricane!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Modest maternity

I've started another blog, this one for my new business endeavor:

Tell your friends.

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Good news, I bought a violin today.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Forget Yente, try YaVonna

Man, everyone knows someone who's single. Someone asked today what age range is acceptable to me, because her son has a 30-year-old friend. Sigh.

How about 21 to 31? That gives me a nice spread.

Monday, August 27, 2007

The downside of capitalism.

I was reading old issues of the humbly-subtitled The Week ("All you need to know about everything that matters") and I found an article about the "unclaimed" baggage center in Scottsboro, Alabama. Like I chose not to claim my baggage. It still makes me angry. Even with the money, the things still aren't replaced. I can buy other things, but I can't buy those things again. A moment of silence for my trench coat.

In other news, we were in a pizza restaurant with very poor service on Saturday. What do you do when they won't take your drink order, let alone bring you food? You call them on your cell phone to order your meal! It certainly gets results.

The thing is, in Soviet Russia, pizza orders you.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Regard and disregard

So I was at the library some distant Saturday, and I saw a woman smoking. Okay, fine, whatever. Wait, wait. This woman was pregnant. Like, obviously so. I'd guess she was six or seven months along. And she was smoking.

I'm sorry, what decade is this? How much research do we have on the negative effects of prenatal smoking? That's right, lots. I couldn't believe the wanton disregard for the life actually growing inside her.

On the other hand, I've never been treated so politely as I am at work. I mean, everyone in the MTC tried really hard to be polite, but I think that was more because they were trying to live up to the idea of what a missionary is. It was a very forced politeness. But here, everyone is just geniunely thoughtful. Maybe once a week does a man get off the elevator before I do. People hold doors and elevators and defer to's delightful!

In other news, got Chels from the airport yesterday. They lost neither her nor her luggage. Talk about victory.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Hello from the "Library of the Year"

This really is the prettiest library I've ever seen. You know you've got something classy on your hands when they give architectural-themed tours. I've yet to go on said tour, but I certainly will someday.

It just feels wrong to blog during work, although I don't know how that is fundamentally different from e-mailing. It just feels different.

So, what's new? President Faust died, sad to say. Apparently when a member of the First Presidency dies, they close the offices for the day of the funeral, so everyone gets the day off. Well, everyone except for the security department, of course. But since I'm not exactly field trained (to us a CIA term I learned from Alias), there's no real point in me working. Everyone else will be working security for the funeral, but not me.

Starting to get settled in at the apartment. I have emptied quite a few boxes, and now only have a billion left, rather than just under a jillion. I even hung my Asian medallion on the wall (it's going to be a Zen hallway, apparently), although I'm a box of nails shy of getting anything else mounted.

Monday was what looked to be a Terrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. I burned my neck in the morning (I look like someone held a knife to my neck), my knee hurt all day, and then I burned my hand making dinner. But maybe the neck burn will scar and I can tell people I was once taken hostage. That'd be a cool story.

The library closes in twenty or so minutes, and I'm out of things to say, anway.

Saturday, July 14, 2007

It is ridiculously difficult to apartment-shop for a city that you don't live in. That is all.

Friday, July 6, 2007

Moving on up!

Hello all! I've just been offered a job at LDS Church headquarters as the senior secretary to one of the Directors of Church Security. It is located--natch--on the 28th floor of the Church office building. I'm supposed to start on July 23rd...just about two weeks. Yipes!

So, life goes on, but this time, from the 28th floor, looking out over the Salt Lake valley. We shall see what adventures that brings...and which ones I'll be able to talk about!