I'll Go, I'll Go, I'll Go

Today I feel like Cameron in Ferris Bueller's Day Off.

Sicker than a dog, but I have to venture out into the world anyway.

So for my lyrics on this beautiful Friday morning I chose these:

"When Cameron was in Egypt land...

Let my Cameron Gooooo."

The sequence that this still is from is just after the scene where he sings himself that lovely song. I just couldn't find a picture of him in his bed all sick and stuff... so this one will have to do.

The End.

A Family of Bloggers

Since I decided to start my own blog, I have had a number of family members get on "the bandwagon" of blogging.

First it was my sister Traci then her husband (my brother in law) Jim. Then my Mom was followed by my other sister Terri. Next was my brother Aaron and finally (this I just discovered yesterday) is my brother Sam's blog.

I am not sure if there will be any other of my family members that will join the ranks of the blogger but, if and when you do, I will gladly add them to my list of blogs to visit... on my blog.

It's kind of like my family tree of blogging.

Now, if we step out of my direct family and extend this geneology of bloggers, my blog doesn't start with me... I started my blog because Ethan had his blog going and Ethan started his because of his wife, Emily (sorry Emily I can't remeber the name of your blog) has had her blog for a millenium. So really the beginning of this family tree of bloggers (if you stick strictly to a blog-type-family) is Emily. So, thanks Emily for getting this ball... or blog rolling.

Sunny Days Sweepin' the Clouds Away...

So, being sick makes it possible for me to do 2 things...

1. Stay up all night coughing


2. Watch Sesame Street on KBYU at 6:30am because I never actually went to sleep

Watching the new Sesame Street just makes me think of how much the kids these days are being gypped out of good television. The kids shows were phenominal, oustanding, extrodinary, superb, etc., etc., when I was little.

They really kind of suck big eggs now.

Whatever happend to "The Telephone Martians" or "C is for Cookie, that's good enough for me" or my favorite "The Pinball Song"

I miss Sesame Street during those classic years, all disco'd out. Theres only one word I can think of to describe Sesame Street nowadays... lame.

I think that they should just replay all the old episodes instead of making new ones.

It's Official!

I have Streap Throat! (is it "strep", "streap", stirrep" I dunno)

I just left the Dr's office with a prescription for Amoxicillin... So, no I am not faking it just to get a brownie... although a brownie sounds super yummy right now, even though I can't taste or swallow anything, which is why I am on a broth diet right now. This is me right before I left for the Dr's office... I look a whole lot better than I did this morning.

It's amazing what a shower and some makeup can do. I hope that I feel better before the weekend. I hate being sick on weekends.

Theory, Sicker ... Dawg

I was sick yesterday. I am sick today.

So sick that I can actually feel my glands inside my throat. Here is me sick today...

Lovely, eh? I actually picked this picture because it was the most ugly one out of the bunch that I snapped. Ugliness helps emphasize the sickness that I feel...

Ugly = Sick

Pray for me, because I might be on my death bed before the day is up, at least it feels that way.

Here is my theory on the "sicker than a dog" phrase. I think that people say that because when you get sooo sick, a dog can look better than you.. Thus the phrase. Just my theory on how it came about. Maybe because Tasha (my dog) probably looks better than I do today and she is 16 years old, has cataracts and a polyp on her bottom.


Mike and I used to have these Halo parties at our house. We would usually have them on a weekend, like a Friday or Saturday night. They'd start at about 9 or 10 pm and go until the wee hours of the morning. Boy, those were G.T.'s. Since we have stopped having our Halo parties, I don't play anymore, at all. It's kind of depressing really. I love to play Halo, even though it makes me sick after a while, and I mean really sick. I get motion sickness real bad, to the point where I can't even look at the T.V..

Why do I like a game that makes me sick you ask?

Because you get to blow the CRAP out of eachother, thats why!

I am really a boy when it comes down to it. Its all thanks to my brother Greer. He was the one that introduced me to the fine art of video gaming with StarControl... oh yeah! That was the first game that I played with Greer on his computer and since then I have been a closet gaming junkie. I am not so much in the closet anymore though.

Talking about all this gaming makes me want to play Halo... anyone? doubtful.

Which is Worse...

Having Cramps on a day like today...

Or being stuck in an office on a day like today...

It's a toss-up and I have to suffer through both.

Aerobic Birdland

It is SUCH a beautiful spring day! Its puts me in the mood to listen to happy music! So, my Friday song this week is something that brings a BIG smile to my face.

The Manhattan Transfer is some of the Happiest-Happy music! Especially this song:


"In the middle of that hub
I remember one jazz club
Where we went to pat feet
Down on fifty-secon’ street

Everybody heard that word
That they named it after bird

Where the rhythm swooped and swirled
The jazz corner of the world

An’ the cats they gigged in there
Were beyond compare

Birdland - I’m singin’ birdland
Birdland - ol’ swingin’ birdland"

This song reminds me of when I was about 15 going over to Lidder and Lolly's house. I had no idea that they were Manhattan Transfer fans too. We decided that we needed to get into shape so we planned to do aerobics. This was the only time that I actually did aerobics with them, btw. Anyway, when we started our warm up, Lidder put on "Birdland". I was in shock! I didn't think that anyone else had even heard of The Manhattan Transfer. (I knew then that we were kindred spirits) It was around this time of year when I discovered this about those girls, so every time I hear this song around this time of year, I think of that. I don't really know why. My family are SUCH Manhattan Transfer freaks that you think I would have a memory involving them associated with this song, but that just isn't the case. I miss those days of aerobics in Lidder and Lolly's living room (the 1 time) and going over to the East High track (the old track) to "run", which we never actually did. We more or less sped walked, but it was fun just the same.

Favorite Movies Growing Up

I love movies and I think that it began from a very young age. Here is a list of some of the movies I grew up watching over and over again.

Bringing Up Baby (Cary Grant and Katherine Hepburn)

Sixteen Candles (Molly Ringwald and Anthony Michael Hall)

Heathers (Wynona Ryder and Christian Slater)

Paperhouse (Brittish actors, can't think of their names)

Singin' in the Rain (Gene Kelly and Debbie Reynolds)

Meet me in St. Louis (Judy Garland and Margaret O'Brien)

Hairspray (Ricky Lake and Divine)

Victor Victoria (Julie Andrews and James Garner)

Grease (John Travolta and Olivia Newton John)

All The "Road" Movies (Bing Crosby and Bob Hope)

Thats about all that I can think of right now. Quite an assortment, I must say. These movies have made me the well adjusted woman that I am today. *twitch* I think I forced one if not all of my friends growing up to watch at least 3 of the movies on this list. Sorry for forcing you to watch them with me, but I did and still do love them so.

Psycho Episode

I had a little moment yesterday when I was talking to Mike on the phone. I called to tell him one simple thing while I was at lunch. He told me when we first got on the phone that he was in the middle of a meeting, but I didn't really pay attention to that. When I was finished telling him my simple thing, he asked if there was anything else that I needed. (Here comes the psycho part) Right when he asked that, I took it totally personally and almost started to cry.

What is wrong with me? I asked myself this question while I was all choked up.

I then got very pathetic on the phone and started whining... WHY DO WE AS WOMEN RESORT TO THIS?!?!?! Mike was able to get me off the phone after a little coercing. When I got off the phone I sat in the car with my phone next to my head for about 10 minutes, feeling so sorry for myself. I still didn't know why I did this. Is this a true psycho episode or just an off day? I still couldn't figure it out until this morning when.... Ta-Da!!! Aunt Flow came to town!

I have never been emotional before Aunt Flow's visits, never... I guess never say never, eh?

Worst Fear... Right Now, anyway

I have lots of fears.

*Waking up with a pimple the size of a grapefruit on my face on the morning of a *Major Event*.
*Being stranded in a canyon somewhere and having to cut off my arm like Aaron Ralston.
*Plummeting to my death on a rappel.
*Getting so fat that I can't even put on my pink bikini with the white daisies.
*Having some crazed lunatic come into my house in the middle of the night when Mike isn't home (or even when he is home).
*Something dreadful happens to Mike on a trip and I get "that call" or worse, I have to call search and rescue because I haven't heard from him by our designated time.
*Getting so fat that I have to wear those size 18 jeans that I had to buy 4 years ago when I was that fat.
*Having all my hair fall out after I get it bleached one unfortunate time.

There are more... lots more, but the worst fear that I have right now is this:

*I am in a public place and I become overly emotional, and because I have this emotional outburst, attention will be drawn to me when it isn't something that I want other people to notice.

The difference between my other fears and this one is that this one could very well happen sooner rather than later.
I hate having fears.

I wish I was 10 again

When I was around 10 years old, I used to go over to my cousin's house all the time and spend the night there with my sister Terri. We would bring our Barbie dolls and my cousins had this Barbie diner/ice cream parlor that we would play with. They also had Barbie and the Rockers with the tape that had all the songs that they (the Barbie’s) would sing... I can still hear that Barbie and the Rockers theme song:

"Barbie and the Rockers
Barbie and the Rockers!"

We also used to stay up really, really late and call the radio stations, KJQ mostly. I don't really know what it was that we were trying to get by calling that late, other than entertainment. I mean, you can only play Barbie’s for so long before you are bored out of your mind. And the DJ's always knew that we were these really young girls. Like they couldn't distinguish between a 20 year old voice and a 12 year old voice, please!

My cousin's also had this swimming pool in their back yard one summer and we would bring our Barbie dolls out there and pretend that they were ship wrecked. My cousin Russell also did this thing in the pool where he would get everyone traveling in the same direction until we created our own whirlpool. That was cool. Those were G.T.'s man!

Forgive and Forget

Is it really hard to forgive?

Or is it just hard to forgive those that mean the most to us?

I have made plenty of mistakes in my day. Some were a lot more heinous than others. But, the underlying theme to all the mistakes that I have made is that forgiveness was required in order to move on. I think the thing that I missed about forgiveness growing up is the 'required' part, for both parties... the offender and the offended. I didn't understand that for the longest time, until I witnessed someone that is very close to me that I put on the receiving end. Being the offender (me) required forgiveness from the offended (them).

The other thing that I never realized is the mercy that I had to cling to, until that forgiveness was given. I was at their mercy to be forgiven. It doesn't matter what the circumstances were that surrounded the need for the forgiveness... I could have stolen a sticker from one of my friends when I was 6, the point is that when forgiveness is given or received (and meant) the healing can finally begin.

Until then, we are all left "weltering in our own sins".

Here is the next question... did we really apologize if we can't 'let it go', even though we have claimed forgiveness?

I think this is simple... obviously the forgiveness hasn't been given or received, or you wouldn't have to bring it up, or remind the party of their wrongdoing. If you have really forgiven someone, you won't bring it up again. If you have really received forgiveness from someone, you won't remind him or her of the thing that you did wrong. In other words... Forgive and Forget... Why is that so hard to do?

The last thing I am going to add while up here on my soap box is this...

In order to forgive or recieve forgiveness there has to be an incredible amount of 'swallowing your PRIDE' involved. Especially if you feel that you are the one who has been offended. Pride is the largest reason that family and friend quarrels never get resolved. Both parties feel that they are justified in feeling the way that they do. Both parties feel that it is the other persons 'responsibility' to contact them and crawl in on their hands and knees begging for forgiveness. When this happens, it will (9 times out of 10) never get resolved, until one or the other party swallows that big lump of pride in their throat(s) and apologizes.

I have a quote about this exact thing from a very wise man:

"A common error is the idea that the offender must apologize and humble himself to the dust before forgiveness is required. Certainly, the one who does the injury should totally make his adjustment, but as for the offended one, he must forgive the offender regardless of the attitude of the other."

I am getting down now, you can go back to your regularly scheduled program.

Spring is in the Air

I woke up this morning to about an inch and a half of snow on the ground. I thought I would post some pictures that I took of the effects that the snow had on my flowers. Unfortunately, I forgot to switch the camera back to color, so all of these are in black and white. They still look kind of cool in B&W. But, believe me, the flowers looked lovely in color too.

I am SO ticked at myslef that I forgot to switch the blasted camera back to color! AAARRRGH!

Stupod Ipid Update!

I forgot my Ipod today, so I went home on my lunch hour and got it. I plugged it into the adapter in the car, turned it back on after letting it sit for a couple days and went to my Broadway playlist. I scrolled and just hit play about half way down the list.

"Class" was the song that started playing. Then about 10 seconds later, "Sunday in the Park with George" started playing, and then about 20 seconds later, that Jets song from West Side Story started paying... It kept skipping songs!

My Stupid Ipod is Scdrood! So, I thought that I would just let it just play until it stopped skipping songs. It took about 45 minutes before it acted normal. I have seriously injured my poor Ipod and have no $$ to get another one. What am I to do?

I HATE technology, but I love it too, but I hate it too, but I love it too, but I hate it too, but I love it too, but I hate it too, but I love it too, but I hate it too, but I love it too, but I hate it too, but I love it too, but I hate it too, but I love it too, but I hate it too, but I love it too, but I hate it too!
Get it... I hope so, cause I'm not sayin' it again.

The Clock!

I have had some people say that the clock that I have on here doesn't tell the right time, when in fact it does. This clock is a 24 hour clock. The minutes go round and round like normal minutes, but the hours only go around once every 24 hours. So those of you that didn't catch on... It's military time, PEOPLE!!! Now you know.

Easter Dinner

Most families have a tradition for Easter Dinner.

My family always had Ham, Potato Salad (made with dyed Easter eggs, so it was colorful), Green Jell-O Salad (the kind with cool whip, cottage cheese and pineapple) and some sort of bread (either rolls or a French loaf).

This year, I made the Ham, bread, and green Jell-O salad. Mikes family came over and brought the rest... Au-Gratin potatoes, green bean casserole, and steamed green beans (lots of green beans).

I like to add and change traditions to make them my own. The Au-Gratin potatoes were really quite delicious. I didn't try the green bean casserole (not a huge fan), so I can't say what that was like. Overall, it was a very nice Easter. We watched "The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe" after dinner and I baked a Marie Calendar’s pie (Razzleberry) that was served ala mode.

A simple, yet yummy Easter!


Give a Talk in Church

I am not sure why I put this on my list. Probably because the last time I spoke in church, I set my timer for t-minus 3 minutes and left the rest of the meeting for Mike to fill.

This time, I filled a good 10-15 minutes and left Mike very little time for his talk. He told me to stretch it and I did. What pressure though, talking in Church ON EASTER!!!

Needless to say, I am glad that it is over and I can cross yet another thing off my list.


Big Shot Friday!

Since I had soooo many participants in my Friday Lyrics post from last week, I thought that I would keep the lyrics coming, just not make them interactive... So, this is how I feel today, via lyrics from Billy Joel's "Big Shot":

"And when you wake up in the morning
With your head on fire
And your eyes too bloody to see
Go on and cry in your coffee
But don't come bitchin' to me

Because you had to be a big shot, didn't you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn't you
All your friends were so knocked out"

This is what getting up at 5:20am does to a girl.

Stupid Ipod

So, I dropped my Ipod last night and it broke, kind of. I was getting ready to go to the gym. Had my headphones rigged re: attached to me via sports bra and plugged into my Ipod. I set it on the counter because the cat was going "meow, meow, let me out, meow". I reached for the arcadia door to let the cat out and forgot that I was plugged into the dang thing. All of the sudden I heard a THUNK and I knew that it was my Ipod... STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!!! I turned around and saw it lying on the floor. I picked it up and checked it out, looked fine to me. I went to the gym and listened to it just fine while doing my cardio, then after the gym I decided to go to Kohl’s to look at some stuff and while I was driving I continued listening to my "workout playlist". I wanted to skip a song and when I pushed the skip forward button it didn't work! The skip forward button is now acting like the Menu button! Great. What am I supposed to do now? Stupid Ipod.

Averages are for Wusses

I made my Average, YAY me!

I am listing my times for the last two weeks that have led up to this joyus day and might I add that it has been VERY difficult to switch my habit from getting into work at 9:30 or 10:00 to an average of 8:00am.

Starting Monday, April 3rd and ending Friday, April 14th... today

Wasn't at work on Monday April10th

My average over the last two weeks is officially: 7:58:27 AM!

We are going to lunch today on the company to celebrate!

My Sunday Best

I am giving a talk in Church on Sunday for Easter and all I can think about is WHAT AM I GOING TO WEAR!!! I already have the talk pretty well thought out. I just need to write my thoughts down, so I'm not concerned about that. But I am concerned about looking fat or disproportioned or having the wrong color on. I am a VERY vain person; I'm the first to admit that, and the thought of going in front of a large group of people that I don't know very well (even though we have lived in our neighborhood for 4 years, but that’s another story) I want to look fabulous so that it will deter them from the talk that I give. So, if my talk is total crap, then they can say.... Well, at least she looked fabulous! Is that shallow? I know it is.

me me me List

I got this list from this blog... it sounded super fun and she invited all those that wanted to participate to do so, so I am.

my "me me me list"...

Five Movies You Can Watch Over and Over:
1. Keeping the Faith
2. Strictly Ballroom
3. Sixteen Candles
4. French Kiss
5. Pride and Prejudice (A&E Version)

Five embarrassing Songs that You Know All the Words To:
1. "15 Story Halo" ABC
2. "Oh l'Amour" Erasure (Actually all Erasure. I don't listen to them in my car loud because of fear that someone might know that I am listening to them and catch on that I do indeed like them)
3. "Jump" Kris Kross
4. "Silent Lucidity" Queensrych
5. "Oppisites Attract" Paula Abdul (Even though I LOVED her in the 6th grade, its somehow wrong now)

Five Memorable Halloween Costumes:
1. Princess Leah
2. Playboy Bunny
3. Galinda (from Wicked)
4. Miss America
5. Mad Scientist

Five Celebrities You Believe May Secretly be Alien:
1. Carol Channing
2. Steve Buchemi
3. Tom Cruise
4. George Hamilton
5. Susan Lucci

Five Occupations that You Know You Could Never Do:
1. Dentist
2. "Working Girl"
3. Professional Singer
4. Hand Model
5. Podiatrist

Five Books You've Recently Read Outside of Schoolwork:
1. Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austin
2. Standing for Something - Pres. Hinckley
3. Eleven on Top - Janet Evanovich
4. Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood - Rebecca Wells
5. Gone with the Wind (am reading it now) - Margaret Mitchell

Five Ways to Perfectly Spend an Afternoon:
1. Hangin' with Michael
2. Seeing 4 movies in the theater one right after the other
3. Taking a nap
4. Laying out
5. Shopping

Five Lines You Blatantly Stole From a Movie, TV, a Commercial, or Song:
1. "Tic Tac?" - Lloyd Christmas, Dumb and Dumber
2. "Whatsa Happenin'a Hot Stuff?" - Long Duck Dong, Sixteen Candles
3. "Oh! Beautiful! Wish you were here." - Kate, French Kiss
4. "What and IIidiot!" - Chazz Reingold, Wedding Crashers
5. "You know how it is.. rockin' and rollin' and what not" Danny Zuko, Grease

Not Your 5 Favorite Foods, But the 5 You're Most Likely Eating:
1. Yogart
2. Turkey (either on a sandwich or not)
3. Diet Sunkist
4. Avacado
5. Watermelon gum

5 People who should do this:
1. Lollygagger
2. Mle
3. TibKat
4. Tracifree
5. Lidder

To play. Put a link to your blog in the comments or if you don't have one, leave some responses in the comments.

Mentholatum - Cure for Cancer

My mom always said that Mentholatum was the "fix it all wonder drug". I am sure that every family has some item that they used all the time growing up. Like in "My Big Fat Greek Wedding", where the father used Windex for everything. For us it was Mentholatum, us kids always said that all the people that are researching cures were looking in the wrong place... They need to look at Mentholatum... It cures Cancer you know. Anyway, the reason I was thinking this today is because I carry a tube of Mentholatum in my purse and earlier I pulled it out to apply some to my lips. I guess I have cancer on my lips.

New Car... Sort of

We bought a "new" car yesterday. It's a 1988 Range Rover. Here are a couple pictures of what it looks like (this isn't the actual car, ours is silver). Mike is taking it in next week to have a lift put on it among other things. I will post pictures of it when it is all "pimped out". But, for now... these will have to do.

Addictive and Hard

I came across this website a while back. You guess what the movies are with the people removed from the still. I received an email about 6 months ago with about 60 of these stills and it took me about 2 weeks to figure out what all of them were. I finally did though. That ROCKED! Here is the link to a site that has a weekly contest... filmwise

This is what one of the stills look like...

This still is from "Two Weeks Notice"... I guessed that one myself, it was the only one though.

I haven't been able to actually name all the movies in one setting on this site. I've either needed help, or have just waited until they post the winners the following week and cheated. And this week is no exception. I have not idea what ANY of them are. If you decide to check it out, please let me know if you figure out any of the answers.

Essquared Sound Change

We decided that rock wasn't the way to go with the band. We now have a Punk sound. We are keeping the string section though.

Essquared is a Punk/String band that covers Show Tunes.

Our first cover is "Class" from Chicago.

Tony Soprano a.k.a. Alpha Male

I watched Sunday's Episode (#70 "Mr. & Mrs. John Sacrimoni Request") of The Soprano's last night.

It's good to see Tony back on his game. Perry Annunziata (muscle boy) took one for the team! Tony, I'm proud of you, even though you puked your guts our after beating muscle boy to a bloody pulp. It's good to see you back on top.

Sarah Squared

My niece is named after me... Sarah.
See what mini-me looks like?


We are going to start our own band... Essquared.

It will be a hard rock band with lots of strings mixed in. S-1 (me) will play lead guitar and backup vocals; S-2 (Sarah/mini-me) will play keyboard and lead vocals... We still need 4 other Sarah's to round out the band... Lead violin/back-up vocals, 2 other string/percussionists and a drummer.

All Sarah's that are interested in auditioning for our band, please contact me at essdawg.foxystarbuck@blogger.com


My List - Check!

#80 Make a Broadway Playlist with all my favorites

I picked selections from the following Broadway shows:

Guys and Dolls
A Chorus Line
Blood Brothers
Into the Woods
Mack and Mabel
Miss Siagon
Sunday in the Park with George
The King and I
Little Shop of Horrors
The Secret Garden
Les Miserables
Sweeny Todd
Kiss Me Kate
West Side Story

Anyone insterested in music... contact me, I got it.

I don't think 6am is going to happen

Last night I went into Mike's work (because he was working late) to hang out with him. I got there about 12:10am or so. When I got there he said that he would be finished in a couple hours. I decided then to stay and hang out so he wouldn't have to bum a ride home. I hung out in the chair next to his edit console, then moved to the couch and hung out there, then lay down on the couch and started to fall asleep. Mike put his coat over me and got some company tee shirts to rest my head on. I woke up not knowing just how long I had dozed off for. I asked him what time it was and he said 3:30am. I asked him how much longer he was going to be and he said he didn't know. So, I fell back to sleep. I figured that there wasn't any point in me trying to drive home now and anyway, driving tired is worse than driving drunk, right?

The next time I woke up it was 5:17am. Well, 3 more minutes and I will have been out of bed for 24 hours! I was kind of awake at that point, so I sat up and watched Mike edit for a bit. Those that don't know what Mike does for a living... he owns his own business. It's a post facility in downtown SLC and he uses his brilliant Editing skills to make gads of money! Anyway, as I sat there trying to figure out what this person on the television was talking about I noticed that the person looked like he had a twin right next to him. I am really tired now. I thought. So, I went over to Mike’s ipod to scroll through the music so I could listen to something. Mike asked if I wanted to watch an episode of Battlestar Galactica to entertain myself while I waited. I was all over that. I hooked up headphones and parked myself on the couch again. I started watching my favorite episode of the 2nd season and fell asleep again. When I woke up it was on the second to last episode of the 2nd season, then I fell back to sleep again. There was something comforting about listening to this show and having all the background noise cancelled out. I woke up again, when Mike pulled the headphones off my head and said that he was just about finished. I looked at the avid and noticed that it was indeed recording something.

You know when you fall asleep in strange places, you did fall asleep, but it just didn't really feel like you were asleep. I looked at the clock and it was 8:21am. I had been there all night and Mike had been there for a full 24 hours. We finally left his office at 8:40am and drove over to Village Inn. We were already both awake (kind of), so why not get breakfast. We got home at about 9:45, crawled into bed and didn't wake up until 3:30 this afternoon. Well, there goes my Saturday! I had all these things planned for today, but oh well. I did manage to clean the kitchen and Mike is working in the yard right now. So, I guess that’s something. As for my 6am arrival to work on Monday morning... I guess it depends on how late I get to bed tonight and tomorrow night, but it's not looking to good.

Lyric Day

I have decided to make Friday, Lyric Day! I post lyrics and you guess what song it is and if you are really brave... who sings it. Sound easy enough? I am going to put the lyrics up from a different song each week. Lets give it a try. The first set of lyrics that I am posting go something like this:

Come the day that your mine
I'm gonna teach you to fly
We've only tasted the wine
We're gonna drain that cup dry

I was going to make it Madonna Lyric Day, but didn't want to box myself in. Good luck!

It's 7:40 in the AM!

I am not a morning person. I have a love affair with my bed. Mike says that I get the perfect look of content on my face as soon as I climb into bed at night. So my work has decided that we all need to get into work at 8am. I think that it was put out as a blanket statement so I wouldn't be singled out. I have to admit that I have been a little lazy getting into work lately, usually around 9:30 or 10:00. Man, typing that out makes it seem so late!

Well, now that this statement has been officially made "We all need to be here at 8am" I have to get my butt out of bed in the morning. Here is the catch. We have a little leeway... we need to be to work "on average" at 8am. This average is spread over the entire pay period. This pay period is two full weeks, started Monday and ends next Friday. Now, I have created a spread sheet that calculates the average times of everyone and am posting it on the "bulletin board" in the office every morning. So far this week I got to work at 8:07 on Monday, 8:45 on Tuesday, 9:15 on Wednesday and 9:07 yesterday. I'm not doing so good. So today I got here at 6:45 to make up some of my average. My average (including my time today) is at 8:23:48.

That means that I either get here at 6:00 on Monday or 7:00 Monday and Tuesday. So, which is worse? Having the "average" time be 8am or just saying that we ''have" to be to work AT 8am? Either way, I think I am screwed. I hate mornings.

Best Of... SLCSpin.com

I want to give a shout out to my friend Ethan and his blog for getting one of the "Best Of" this year in City Weekly!

Check out his site! There is a link to it over on the right in the links section.

Here is the featured article:

Ethan Millard, SLCSpin.com
For the past year, SLCSpin blogkeeper Ethan Millard has attracted a loyal local following with his humorous and insightful rants on local politics and media. City Weekly staffers follow his blog; we’ve even asked him to write a feature or two for our paper. He’s a frequent guest on KPCW 88.3 FM’s Midday Metro. Here’s a fellow who founded a blog in the true spirit of the Internet. He did it not because it was his job or because his company wanted him to do it to attract more youthful readers, but as a citizen with an educated opinion. To our knowledge, he receives no pay. Or does he? Whose payroll is he on anyway? Please post your comments to his blog.

Congrats Ether Bunny!

My List

I started a list. Well, I actually got the idea from one of my bestest friends. She has made a list and I loved the idea so much that I copied her. It's a list of 101 things to accomplish in 1001 days. So, from this point on I am going to put up a post every time I complete one of my 101 things (all except the real personal ones, sorry). The last one I accomplished...

#3 - Watch "Gone with the Wind"

I hadn't ever seen it. I know that some of you will think.. "How on Earth did you escape my presence without ever having seen Gone with the Wind?" But, somehow I did. I must say that I adore this movie! What an amazing film! So, my advice to all of those who haven't ever seen it - See it! You won't regret it.

Install Tension Bars!!!

Mike is working late tonight. He is at work late a lot lately. Anyway, the good thing about him working so late is that it gives me time to do things like this... write on my nonsensical blog. So, tonight while I was reading some comments that have been made (thanks for the comments btw) I clicked on a comment from Lollygagger and... Well, first off I knew who it was just from the name Lollygagger. We used to call her Lolly all the time. In fact, there have been times when I have written her and I have addressed the note to Lolly.

Anyway, so I clicked on her name and saw that she had her own blog! So, I went to her blog and it is brilliant! I can see her personality shining through. Then I saw on her blog that she had links to other blogs. One that caught my attention was Lucy's Spleen. I thought to myself... I have heard the story of Lucy's Spleen and Lollygagger didn't tell me about it, Mle did. So I clicked on the link and low and behold - It was a blog that Mle pit together! WOW! So I went back to Lollygaggers blog and discovered that there was one other blog that I would have some interest in that is called Rural Rosy.

Turns out that most of my friends that I made from the time that I moved to SLC have their own blogs! So, now I can keep track of what is going on in each of their lives and they can keep track of me too, if they so choose. I also noticed that Lolly had already linked my blog to hers, which brings me back to my post before... How do you do that?

Anyway, reading all these blogs and seeing each of these wonderful women’s personalities shining through made me think of the second year I went to girls’ camp. Our Ward had just bought a new tent for the scouts, but us girls were able to use it before the stinky boys could. So, we read through all the instructions of how to put it together. It called for you to "install tension bars". Well, we thought that this was the funniest thing ever. We started hollering it so everyone in the camp could hear that we were "installing the tension bars". We hollered it over and over and over. We were funny.
We also had a hammock that year at camp and we would sit in it and sing "Down by the Bay" all the time. It actually got to the point where people were telling us to SHUT UP!!! Literally. Boy, do I miss those days.

How do you post links?!?!?

I would really like to post some links to some other blogs, but am an ibicile and can't figure out how?!?! Anyone? Can you help me?

Dale... The Curling Guru

As I pulled up to the Olympic Oval I noticed that there were only about 20 cars in the parking lot. I parked and met my co-workers just outside the door. We all walked in together and met Steve, the marketing director for the Oval, who was standing near the main entrance waiting for us to arrive. He asked me "Are you Sarah?” "yes" I replied. He then introduced himself to all of the 8 people that were there (including myself) and led us into the ice rink. When we walked into the rink that hosted the speed skating events for the 2002 Olympics, I was taken aback. I didn't realize how ginormous this place was. It didn't look this big from the outside. Just as we started walking over to where we would be playing our Curling game, Carl, one of my co-workers said to me in a dry tone "I didn't think this place would be so small."

They had just cleared the speed skating ice last week, so we didn't get to see it, but also didn't have to slip and slide over it to get to the rink where we would be learning our Curling techniques. They have the inside of the rink all sectioned off. The ring on the outside is a running track with four lanes, and then you have the slab of concrete that the speed skating ice is frozen over. On the inside of the ring of concrete, there are two ice rinks, both large enough to have a hockey or soccer game (for kids, I think). The rink on the right had Astroturf on it with nets set up for some sort of soccer practice and the other (on the left) was all ready for our Curling adventure.

As we approached the ice rink, I noticed this older man wearing black jogging pants, a teal blue sweat shirt with a plaid scarf poking out of the top, brown leather shoes and a Scottish hat (similar to the one shown here) that was the same color as his sweatshirt. He also was dawning a goatee and had a CTR ring on his right thumb. He was taking all the Curling supplies and placing them on the ice. The inventory: 16 Curling stones; 8 yellow; 8 red, some funky shoe thingies that looked super slick on the bottom and 8 Curling scrubbers. Steve took the opportunity to introduce us to our teacher, Dale. We said our how-do-you-do's and then he got right down to business. "First off" Dale said, "We are going to do some stretching. I want you put your legs shoulder width apart and just act like you are going to sit down. Then bring your hands together but only touch the tips of your fingers and push them together." Everyone started to do their squats while pressing their fingers together. "You can raise your hands up above your head and bring them back down low as well. This will help stretch your arms too." Already I felt like a total retard and we hadn't even got on the ice yet.

After we did some more stretching Dale instructed us "Wipe your feet before coming onto the ice!” This was very important. You must wipe your feet on the rug before stepping on the ice. Dale then told us about the Curling stones, where they are made (in Scotland and Whales) and a little bit about how they are made. He said that there were only four sets of stones made for the 2002 Olympics and he was letting us use two of those sets learn on. "WOW!" I thought, "He must think we are exceptional just by the look of us or we wouldn't be learning how to Curl with Olympic stones!?!" He then went on to explain that each stone costs about $1200 and if even a speck of dirt gets underneath it, it could ruin the stone and then they would have to replace it. OUCH! Thus the "WIPE YOUR FEET BEFORE COMING ONTO THE ICE!" statement.

When we got onto the ice we each were given one of the scrubbers. You know how people are, even adults, of course right when you are given something that you think looks fun to play with... you play with it. Carl did this and I really wanted to join in, but didn't want to step out of line right when I got on the ice, so I resisted the urge. Dale then started to instruct us on how to move across the ice. It is kind of like doing sachets, only you shouldn't lift your feet off the ice. You just glide. "Oh!" I thought, "That is easy enough." So we all started to move across the ice. Now I haven't taken a dance class in like 10 years. I felt like an idiot. But, the good thing was that all of my co-workers were right there with me. It actually got easier the more we did it. Turns out... that is the easy part. Next we had to scrub the ice while doing our sachets across the ice. More difficult.

Dale then gathered us together and said that we were going to learn how to send a stone across the ice... you have to plant your foot (since I am left handed, it was my right foot) on this plastic thing that is melted to the ice to keep your foot in place and the other foot rests on the shoe thingies with the slick bottom. Turns out that the slick bottom is silicone and boy-o-boy are they ever slick. Dale then grabs a stone by each hand and plants his right foot on the plastic guy while his other foot is on the silicone guy (he is left handed too). He crouches down and kicks off with his right foot then just sails across the ice. "I can do that!" I thought, "My turn!"

I walk over to the plastic thing and rest my foot on it to get grounded. Then I place my left foot on the silicone guy and my foot starts to slip out from underneath me. I stand firm on my right foot and bring my left foot close to my side. I crouch down, push off and think, "Hey, I am doing pretty good. No, wait a minute... I am putting too much weight on the stones!" Just when I realize this, my foot slips out from underneath me and I find my self sliding, head first, spread eagle on the ice. Everyone bursts into laughter. I was the first to biff it, great. I got better the more I did it and by the end of that exercise I felt pretty good about playing a full on game.

We teamed off and played two rounds... my team got creamed! I guess I wasn't as good as I thought. Or, the other team was just better... but none of them did a spread eagle on the ice! The thing that got me though was when we were playing the two rounds. One person would push off from the plastic thing and twist that stone sucker down the ice, then two other people would then have to follow the stone and scrub the ice in front of it to melt the ice so the stone would either go a direction you wanted it to or travel farther. When whoever it was, was on the ice scrubbing for all they were worth, Dale was yelling at the top of his lungs "SCRUB! SCRUB! SCRUB!" or "HARDER! HARDER!" or "UP! UP! UP! UP! UP!" I think he said up the most though. Dale... he's my new hero.

Overall, I had a grand'ol time. I definitely have a greater appreciation for Curling and might even watch it next winter Olympics. We'll see. But from now on, when ever I want results from any of my co-workers... or just a good chuckle, I'm going to yell "UP!" or "HARDER!" or "SCRUB!" At the top of my lungs. Or maybe all three.

Olympic Curling

Today my work is having a celebratory party for one of our contracts being extended from the FAA. The chairman of the board is also the CEO for Olyparks, so we are going down to the Olympic Oval to learn Curling, or the sport of Curling, or how to Curl (whichever is correct, I don't know).

Anyway, we will have a time of instruction from a Curling instructor and then we get to play a Curling game against eachother. Nothing quite like sliding rocks on ice to make you feel like an Olympian.

Glenn Beck on the Radio

I don't know if anyone listens to talk radio out there, but I think my favorite of all in the talk radio biz is Glenn Beck. He is freaking hilarious! Check out his website... www.glennbeck.com

You can also listen to him on KNRS am 570

My favorite feature on his website are the tee-shirts that he sells. This one takes the prize: "I heart Halliburton". I am gonna get it and wear it to the gym!

Blogspot is Jacked Up

I have no idea what happend to the other blog that I created. I went into my user settings to change my email address and update my profile and it erased the entire blog that I created earlier today! I have no clue how to recover it and I don't have the patience to find out how...

So, I just created a new blog. I actually like the name of this one better than the other one. It fits me much nicer, like a pair of Marc Jacobs shoes. Perfect fit. That and its got polka dots. You can't go wrong with polka dots. Although I might change the color scheme after a bit. I don't know how long I can look at dots and not get a headache.

Battlestar Unite!

Okay, so I have been watching the new Battlestar Galactica series. In fact I am so utterly addicted to it that its sad. I have been visiting the forums for the show and have run into some "bigshots" on the forum. I find it so funny that people take themselves so seriously over a TV show. It's entertainment people! We aren't curing aids, we are running from the cylons!


I posted a topic on the forum that says "I am a shallow watcher..."

Now I know that there are some on this forum that are trying to compare this TV show to whatever they can pull out of their collective arces to make themselves feel like they are "grown-up".

Heres my grown-up comment... " Now... who thinks that Starbuck and Apollo with get it on next season?"

Take that!

A Whole New World!

There are only a few times in your life when you get a "new start". This is one of those times for me. I have been through a metamorphosis over the last several months and I don't want or ever plan to go back to my old ways.

I know...

been there, heard that

I look at the way that I was and am disgusted with myself to the point where I would rather stick pins in my eye then ever be that person again. I love clarity! You know, like when you realize that you have been looking at life through a toilet paper roll and all you had to do was pull it away from your eye to view a whole new world!

I feel for the people who never even get the opportunity to start over, with anything. Just so you people know what it’s like...It feels Super-Fantastic!