Friday, November 6, 2009
U2 Baby!
October 20, I headed to Phoenix to see the U2 concert. Fabulous! U2 is just one of those bands that gets better with time. Awesome performance, super cool stage, and great time on a mini-vacation. Enjoy some pictures!
Friday, October 30, 2009
It's Halloween
It’s no secret that I do not like Halloween. Creepy masks, weird costumes, people eating fake brains! And what’s the deal with spider webs? I spend my time getting rid of those things around my house, not hanging them up for fun. I am not a fan. I mean really, it’s like walking around with a place full of mascots all day. Not my cup of tea, thank you very much.
With that being said, there are two things that I love about Halloween. Thriller and costumes. Not scary costumes, but funny costumes. Actually, just costumes that I make up. If I can brag for a moment, I’m pretty dang good at coming up with funny costumes.
It all started in the 7th grade. It was Halloween and I had to come up with a costume. My mom wasn’t a big fan of Halloween either so we kind of dreaded costumes for school. I came up with a pretty amazing costume…a pencil. Yes, a pencil. I made it myself and it looked awesome.
My next favorite costumer comes when I was about 24. My office at the time took Halloween very seriously, and I decided to play along. That year, I was “partly cloudy with a chance of rain.” And I won first prize at the costume contest. Pretty dang sweet!
Last year, I dressed up as my co-worker.
And this year, I got into the spirit again.
With that being said, there are two things that I love about Halloween. Thriller and costumes. Not scary costumes, but funny costumes. Actually, just costumes that I make up. If I can brag for a moment, I’m pretty dang good at coming up with funny costumes.
It all started in the 7th grade. It was Halloween and I had to come up with a costume. My mom wasn’t a big fan of Halloween either so we kind of dreaded costumes for school. I came up with a pretty amazing costume…a pencil. Yes, a pencil. I made it myself and it looked awesome.
My next favorite costumer comes when I was about 24. My office at the time took Halloween very seriously, and I decided to play along. That year, I was “partly cloudy with a chance of rain.” And I won first prize at the costume contest. Pretty dang sweet!
Last year, I dressed up as my co-worker.
And this year, I got into the spirit again.
Can’t tell what I am? I’m a Weight Watchers drop out! You can't see it, but my back has a sign that says "Feed Me" and I'm covered with candy wrappers. And yes, I got all of the candy wrappers from my co-workers...in just one day.
But don’t worry, it’s just a costume. I’m still on the WW wagon.
Also, I don't usually wear flowers in my hair. Just testing the durability for a Young Women's project.
Happy Halloween!
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
So This is Birthday Week
1. I love birthday week.
2. This year was a great birthday week.
3. It’s been over for almost 3 weeks now.
4. But I can still write about it if I want.
5. Donny and Marie were the highlights of birthday week.
6. I wish I had Marie’s legs.
7. I’m almost tempted to try Nutrisystem to look like her.
8. It costs $16 for 3 drinks at the Donny and Marie show.
9. I didn’t care, it was my per diem money.
10. Because I was there on a company trip.
11. Well, I was done with my company trip by this point.
12. I also got a Donny and Marie t-shirt.
13. And Donny magnet.
14. It’s hanging on my office wall now.
15. The magnet, not the shirt.
16. And also, I’m a little bit country.
17. A little bit rock and roll.
18. And a little bit tired of Las Vegas.
19. It was fun shopping at H&M.
20. And going to Hoover Dam.
21. It’s been years since I was at Hoover Dam.
22. And there’s a huge new bridge being built.
23. It’s an engineering marvel.
24. The Dam and the bridge.
25. I like St. George better.
26. The waiters at Iggys gave me a birthday card.
27. And sang.
28. And ice cream.
29. Thanks to the C Man telling the waiter it was my birthday.
30. Coming back to work on my actual birthday isn’t much fun.
31. I wore my Donny and Marie shirt for my birthday.
32. I got trash balled.
33. And lunch.
34. And cake.
35. And flowers.
36. And presents.
37. And an awesome T-shirt.
38. I was also really happy for a homemade meal.
39. And then more cake.
40. This time, greasy lard cake.
41. Because being in Las Vegas for 5 days made me miss real food.
42. I can only handle so much crap food.
43. But Vegas or not, I love greasy lard cake.
44. I’d eat it every day if I could.
45. And if it wouldn’t make me weigh 500 pounds.
46. And then more presents.
47. And more lunch.
48. And more presents.
49. I was really spoiled this year.
50. I have great family and friends.
51. I think they like me.
52. Because who else would spoil a 33 year old like this.
53. And yet another birthday party.
54. With more presents.
55. I got cash at this birthday party.
56. I spent $3 of it.
57. Then put the rest in my wallet.
58. Some punk stole my $17.
59. At the church.
60. If I ever find that punk, they’ll be sorry.
61. I hope I get asked to give a lesson on honesty and integrity.
62. And the punk cash stealer is in that lesson.
63. And feels really guilty.
64. That would be awesome.
65. I think.
66. That was the only bummer part of birthday week.
67. All of this birthday celebration and I’m pretty sure my boss never realized it was my birthday.
68. He’s dense like that.
69. Oh well, at least he didn’t sing to me.
70. Or make me eat one of those nasty day-old donuts.
71. I wonder if because I’m a year older.
72. If I’m really wiser too.
73. I got some of my thank you notes out.
74. Two are still sitting on my kitchen counter.
75. So to you Ang and Kelly.
76. Thank you.
77. Because your notes are sitting on my counter.
78. And thank you Mom too.
79. Because I never wrote you a thank you note.
80. But I do thank you.
81. Something I always like to do on my birthday is ask my mom a question.
82. I ask her, “What were you doing (blank) years ago today?
83. Her answer is always the same.
84. Playing dress up with my new doll.
85. I was the new doll.
86. And believe me, she dressed me up.
87. Dresses, frillies, bows, ruffles.
88. My little panties even had ruffles back then.
89. I didn’t wear a pair of pants until I learned to crawl.
90. And only then because my grandma felt bad for me.
91. Because my knees were getting carpet burn.
92. How did I get on that subject?
93. Oh ya, my mom.
94. Because I didn’t send her a thank you note.
95. And now, birthday week is over.
96. It’s been over for a couple of weeks now.
97. I look forward to next year.
98. Even though I’ll be older.
99. But I’m prepared now.
100. I’ve got some new wrinkle cream.
2. This year was a great birthday week.
3. It’s been over for almost 3 weeks now.
4. But I can still write about it if I want.
5. Donny and Marie were the highlights of birthday week.
6. I wish I had Marie’s legs.
7. I’m almost tempted to try Nutrisystem to look like her.
8. It costs $16 for 3 drinks at the Donny and Marie show.
9. I didn’t care, it was my per diem money.
10. Because I was there on a company trip.
11. Well, I was done with my company trip by this point.
12. I also got a Donny and Marie t-shirt.
13. And Donny magnet.
14. It’s hanging on my office wall now.
15. The magnet, not the shirt.
16. And also, I’m a little bit country.
17. A little bit rock and roll.
18. And a little bit tired of Las Vegas.
19. It was fun shopping at H&M.
20. And going to Hoover Dam.
21. It’s been years since I was at Hoover Dam.
22. And there’s a huge new bridge being built.
23. It’s an engineering marvel.
24. The Dam and the bridge.
25. I like St. George better.
26. The waiters at Iggys gave me a birthday card.
27. And sang.
28. And ice cream.
29. Thanks to the C Man telling the waiter it was my birthday.
30. Coming back to work on my actual birthday isn’t much fun.
31. I wore my Donny and Marie shirt for my birthday.
32. I got trash balled.
33. And lunch.
34. And cake.
35. And flowers.
36. And presents.
37. And an awesome T-shirt.
38. I was also really happy for a homemade meal.
39. And then more cake.
40. This time, greasy lard cake.
41. Because being in Las Vegas for 5 days made me miss real food.
42. I can only handle so much crap food.
43. But Vegas or not, I love greasy lard cake.
44. I’d eat it every day if I could.
45. And if it wouldn’t make me weigh 500 pounds.
46. And then more presents.
47. And more lunch.
48. And more presents.
49. I was really spoiled this year.
50. I have great family and friends.
51. I think they like me.
52. Because who else would spoil a 33 year old like this.
53. And yet another birthday party.
54. With more presents.
55. I got cash at this birthday party.
56. I spent $3 of it.
57. Then put the rest in my wallet.
58. Some punk stole my $17.
59. At the church.
60. If I ever find that punk, they’ll be sorry.
61. I hope I get asked to give a lesson on honesty and integrity.
62. And the punk cash stealer is in that lesson.
63. And feels really guilty.
64. That would be awesome.
65. I think.
66. That was the only bummer part of birthday week.
67. All of this birthday celebration and I’m pretty sure my boss never realized it was my birthday.
68. He’s dense like that.
69. Oh well, at least he didn’t sing to me.
70. Or make me eat one of those nasty day-old donuts.
71. I wonder if because I’m a year older.
72. If I’m really wiser too.
73. I got some of my thank you notes out.
74. Two are still sitting on my kitchen counter.
75. So to you Ang and Kelly.
76. Thank you.
77. Because your notes are sitting on my counter.
78. And thank you Mom too.
79. Because I never wrote you a thank you note.
80. But I do thank you.
81. Something I always like to do on my birthday is ask my mom a question.
82. I ask her, “What were you doing (blank) years ago today?
83. Her answer is always the same.
84. Playing dress up with my new doll.
85. I was the new doll.
86. And believe me, she dressed me up.
87. Dresses, frillies, bows, ruffles.
88. My little panties even had ruffles back then.
89. I didn’t wear a pair of pants until I learned to crawl.
90. And only then because my grandma felt bad for me.
91. Because my knees were getting carpet burn.
92. How did I get on that subject?
93. Oh ya, my mom.
94. Because I didn’t send her a thank you note.
95. And now, birthday week is over.
96. It’s been over for a couple of weeks now.
97. I look forward to next year.
98. Even though I’ll be older.
99. But I’m prepared now.
100. I’ve got some new wrinkle cream.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Oh that Fredrico
Fredrico is just hanging around the office, wearing my favorite T-shirt. That Fredrico is one silly stick!
Friday, September 11, 2009
Never Forget
Do you remember where you were 8 years ago today?
I do. I was living in Pleasant Grove and I was getting ready for work. My normal routine was to turn on the Today Show while I did my hair. This morning was no different. I heard Matt Lauer announce that a plane had hit the World Trade Center. I went out to the living room and remember thinking, “What kind of an idiot would fly a plane into a building?” At the time, I thought it was a small plane accident.
I was wrong.
I continued getting ready when I heard Matt say that a second plane had hit the Towers. Now, I knew something serious was going on. So I sat on the couch and watched the TV for a little while. I don’t remember much other than feeling shock. In my generation, we had never experienced something like this. I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to react?
Should I be sad? Angry? Shocked? I think it was a combination of feelings that day.
I finally pulled myself together enough to make it to work. I remember pulling up CNN and watching the video of the Towers collapsing and then hearing about The Pentagon and Flight 93. What was going on?
The next few days were a blur. I remember watching lots and lots of news. There were so many questions and so few answers. And then, we were at war.
And life has never been the same since.
Three years ago I visited Ground Zero. I never saw the Twin Towers, but I saw where they once stood. In the middle of busy New York City, there is a giant hole in the ground. With cars and taxis and people and buzz all around, somehow this corner of the city is quiet and solemn. It’s almost a spiritual experience to be there, standing at the place where so much death and destruction occurred. To stand there, staring at a gaping hole in the pouring rain and remembering the lives that were lost, the heroes that were born, and remembering a few of the miracles that happened that day.
May we never forget. May we never forget the tragedy. No matter our political affiliation, no matter how we feel about being a country at war, we must never forget. May we protect our families, our homes, our religion, our great country. May we always remember our loving Father in Heaven who blesses and watches over us. May we never forget.
I do. I was living in Pleasant Grove and I was getting ready for work. My normal routine was to turn on the Today Show while I did my hair. This morning was no different. I heard Matt Lauer announce that a plane had hit the World Trade Center. I went out to the living room and remember thinking, “What kind of an idiot would fly a plane into a building?” At the time, I thought it was a small plane accident.
I was wrong.
I continued getting ready when I heard Matt say that a second plane had hit the Towers. Now, I knew something serious was going on. So I sat on the couch and watched the TV for a little while. I don’t remember much other than feeling shock. In my generation, we had never experienced something like this. I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to react?
Should I be sad? Angry? Shocked? I think it was a combination of feelings that day.
I finally pulled myself together enough to make it to work. I remember pulling up CNN and watching the video of the Towers collapsing and then hearing about The Pentagon and Flight 93. What was going on?
The next few days were a blur. I remember watching lots and lots of news. There were so many questions and so few answers. And then, we were at war.
And life has never been the same since.
Three years ago I visited Ground Zero. I never saw the Twin Towers, but I saw where they once stood. In the middle of busy New York City, there is a giant hole in the ground. With cars and taxis and people and buzz all around, somehow this corner of the city is quiet and solemn. It’s almost a spiritual experience to be there, standing at the place where so much death and destruction occurred. To stand there, staring at a gaping hole in the pouring rain and remembering the lives that were lost, the heroes that were born, and remembering a few of the miracles that happened that day.
May we never forget. May we never forget the tragedy. No matter our political affiliation, no matter how we feel about being a country at war, we must never forget. May we protect our families, our homes, our religion, our great country. May we always remember our loving Father in Heaven who blesses and watches over us. May we never forget.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Dear Blog,
I'm really sorry I've been so neglectful lately. It's no excuse, but life has been very busy. Between work and hospitals and church callings and naps and running and work and naps and dying plants and cleaning house and laundry and naps and work...it's been a little bit hectic. I feel like a bad mom, neglecting my children. Don't worry, I'll be back soon, I promise!
I have lots of fun blogs to post about, coming soon. I've got a fanstastic open letter to Prince William (this has been brewing for weeks), a catch up to Summer of Fun, and my take on why the "flu" season is no longer a season. And, very soon, you'll even get to hear all about Donnie and Marie, why I hate work conventions, and Onion Days fun! See, I told you I'd make up for my absence.
Just because I haven't been around much lately doesn't mean I don't still love you. You know the old saying, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder." Be back real soon.
Love,
Jen
I have lots of fun blogs to post about, coming soon. I've got a fanstastic open letter to Prince William (this has been brewing for weeks), a catch up to Summer of Fun, and my take on why the "flu" season is no longer a season. And, very soon, you'll even get to hear all about Donnie and Marie, why I hate work conventions, and Onion Days fun! See, I told you I'd make up for my absence.
Just because I haven't been around much lately doesn't mean I don't still love you. You know the old saying, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder." Be back real soon.
Love,
Jen
Monday, August 24, 2009
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