Monday, September 17, 2012

Genealogy, I Am Doing It!

In LDS church services, there are three hourish block meetings. This generally starts with Sacrament Meeting, where we partake of the sacrament and have talks given by members of the congregation. Then there is Sunday School. Then the men and women split up into Priesthood and Relief Society meetings. But not always in this order. Our ward does it backwards, which makes for a fun change.

Point being Sunday School. In our ward there is a choice of three classes to attend, Gospel Doctrine, Marriage and Family (as we are a married student ward and there are enough couples who have been married less than six months to fill this class) and Family History. Sunday before last the teacher was offering cookies to get more people to come in, so my husband and I accepted the bribe and had our first lesson about doing family history online. It was really interesting stuff! So we went yesterday too. Besides, it gives us an excuse to take a laptop to church... 

So now I'm all set up on a few different family history websites that the church sponsors, ready to do some work! Most of my own family history has already been done by other members of my extended family, but I noticed that there's a significant chunk missing from one of the newer systems that needs to get added. It all exists, I'll just have the opportunity to transfer it over. Once that's done though, I'll be doing something called indexing. If I understand it correctly, people all over the world photocopy all kinds of old documents like censuses and birth certificates, and those end up on Then you open one of those handwritten documents, and put all the information into a form that is now searchable on the internet. Pretty cool stuff right? 

It really is a great experience to do service. I tend to get really caught up in just making sure I have what I want/need. I've been volunteering at the local library, dusting shelves once a week for almost two months. It kinda gave me a taste for service, and now I'm excited to do more. Besides, if you can call derping around on your computer for a few minutes service, count me in.

Monday, September 3, 2012

Work Work Work

So my life is mostly wrapped up in WORK these days. My Etsy store hasn't really gone anywhere YET, but it's creation was sort of a surprise, and I haven't been putting much effort into it. But I will!

My mom's website is still coming along swimmingly. We have a few new videos and articles, so head on over and check it out! And as always, PLEASE give me ANY kind of feedback you possibly can.

Then there's the interviews. I had one on Friday for a motel, and that went really well. I have another for a retail store in just a few hours, so everybody send me all your prayers and positive thoughts! Maybe I'll get to do both! And Etsy! And work for my mom! So much work!!!

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Leafy Headband

I love hair accessories. I don't love how they tend to mostly be flowers. So I'm always on the lookout for colorful hair accessories that aren't flowers. The idea for the headband was something I mulled over for quite a while before finally settling on a plan of action. A friend gave me a small piece of fabric that I ADORED and I wanted to use for something fantastic. So I put this together.

I kinda rock at taking pictures of myself right?

Luckily I took a couple of other pictures of my masterpiece, along with my snazzy vintage suitcase!

Don't you just love it? The one I'm wearing is MINE, all mine, but the other pictures are of one that I'm selling at my brand new Etsy shop! Click here to check it out, and here to check out a similar headband in grays.

Introducing Scotty Morgan!!!

I just opened my brand new Etsy shop, Scotty Morgan! I would LOVE any kind of feedback about any aspect, especially product photos, my shop banner, and pricing! Enjoy!

Friday, August 24, 2012

Hello Again

Another day, another vow to blog more often.

Anyway here is what is going on in my life.

1. Brave - Went to see it with Steven. Loved it. Not a typical Pixar wower, but a cute story with more than adequate Celtic heritage pride. Which is of course why I'll probably be buying the movie and listening to the soundtrack on Spotify for the next few months. 

2. The Hunger Games - Book not the movie. Had to request it from the library, but got it the day after said request was put in. Hopefully the same will happen with book two because I SEE WHAT ALL THE FUSS WAS ABOUT. AAAAMMMMMMAAAAZZZZZINNNNGGG book. And I'm glad I read it after the movie came out, because though I haven't seen it I HAVE seen plenty of promotional photos so I read the book with the cast of the movie as the cast in my head. So everything should match up well when I see it. I did the same with Harry Potter and I think it was a good move. Also VERY grateful for one important spoiler without which I would have been bawling all night.

3. Minecraft - Got the xbox version for my birthday, playing lots of it. This may be the first video game I 100%. If I can find a freaking saddle.

4. Wardrobe - If I'm not careful I may end up with a pair of skinny jeans in every color of the rainbow. I only have brick and gold so far, but pinot will join them sometime next week. Also LOVE all the stuff I got from the Dressing Your Truth store with my birthday money!

5. Crafting - Vest is almost done. If I could just find my book where it shows how to knit buttonholes the way I like... Hair clips. If I was cool I'd post a picture. Basically ribbon and fancy bobby pins. I really should post a picture... Headbands!!! These I REALLY should post a picture of, so I've decided that my next blog will just be pictures of all the cool stuff I've made lately. 

6. Job - No headway on a regular 9-5. Applied for practically every business in a 15 mile radius. Got into a rut with working for my mom again. It's not that I hate editing videos, so I don't know what my problem is. ETSY. Bleh. I've got neat stuff to sell, it's just my whole love/hate relationship with photography in general. I really need to get over that. And since APPARENTLY I have high blood pressure disease (must be all that alcohol and cigars that I haven't had) , I haven't been able to donate plasma. And it HAD been going SO WELL. :( 

That's all for today! Over the next few days I hope to post a blog about that craft stuff, and one with a semi-big announcement about a goal for my future. (A GOAL people, so NO, I'm NOT PREGNANT!)

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Icky Sicky

I've been sick all week. You would think that wasn't a good enough excuse to not blog, but it is a HEAD cold... I'm sick in the head! I haven't felt up to work, except for one day when I made a bunch of stuff I hope to sell on Etsy. I haven't felt up to cleaning, and now the kitchen smells like rotting food. All I've really felt up to doing is watching Netflix and knitting a vest that I will hopefully debut sometime next week! Also I'm hoping to iron things out on Etsy so that my shop, Scotty Morgan, can debut next week as well!

Sunday, July 29, 2012

A Pinteresting Piece You've Got There

One of these days I'm going to run out of Pinterest puns, and then where will we be.

Doesn't this wall look super empty? Well I've been wanting to fill it for a while. I've had several ideas but they're all waiting on other things to happen first. And I got tired of waiting.

I picked up a bunch of pieces of this super thick cardboard from the scene shop at the school before I graduated. They were just going to throw them away! Steven has been bugging me to use them up, and I'd seen this idea on Pinterest, and I had to stay home from church today with a sore throat, so I got started.

I used masking tape to make a sort of freestyle chevron pattern. I didn't want it to be perfect. Then I found some awesome ugly* blue paint and went to town. I experimented a little bit with whether I was going to paint where the masking tape had been or not, and whether to paint one stripe different, and I ended up with this.

I'm no photographer, so it looks better in real life. Also I like the bottom edge raggedy like it is. It's really just a filler until I make something even cooler. Our apartment is really cool in that you can kinda do whatever you want to the walls, so I put two nails in and then kinda just smacked the cardboard onto the nail heads.

*I have this weird fascination/obsession with colors I think are ugly. One might argue that I must not actually think that they're ugly. But I think you can find something ugly and cute at the same time. Pug dogs for example. Baby monkeys. This strange vintage fetish that everyone seems to have caught like a plague. Well I caught it too, but I can still say most of it is as ugly as heck. Yet awesome.

Friday, July 27, 2012

There is No Fear, Only Excitement in Disguise

So there's this little thing that I'm keeping a secret from my husband. Why am I blogging about it? Because it's safe here. My husband never reads my blog! Anyway I did something a little crazy today. I donated plasma! And everything went just fine! My mouth felt a little cold, and my lips tingled, but I made my way home fine. Why is this such a big deal?

The first time I donated plasma I felt fine. They told me I should sit down for a minute, so I did, but then I felt fine to walk the six or so blocks home. I had to run a little to get across a street, and then I had to walk up a hill. Still feeling fine. I was still a decent distance from my dorm when someone stopped me and asked me what my last name was. I turned around and saw a missionary that had served in my area back home! He was off his mission and going to school. We caught up for a little bit, and then he said he had to leave. That's when I noticed I was feeling a little funny, so I asked him if he would just make sure I made it home all right. I hit the ground two steps later. He had to half carry half drag me the rest of the way to my dorm. Uphill. Leaving his bike where we had stopped to talk. It sucked. Looking back I'm really surprised that no one else stopped to help us. 
Anyway almost every time after that I've gotten a little lightheaded after donating, and twice I've gotten really sick. I've been deferred a few times because of bruising. I can only donate with my right arm so there's always the risk that they won't be able to return my blood to me. Why would I go back? Well Steven has been feeling a little bad because he has a full time job that he LOATHES, while it seems like I just sit around. I haven't been able to find a full time job, but I do have a part time job that's kinda cushy. And then there's my problem with wanting to buy lots of clothes and expensive food. So I wanted to bring a little more money in. But I didn't want to make a big deal about it in case it didn't work out.

BUT IT DID WORK OUT!!! I super prepped. I drank TONS of water, worked out and ate a high protein meal, took Arnica 200c to help ease the trauma to the venipuncture site, Pod and Poc-ed my way through all of the scary memories that came up, and ran Reiki the whole time. 

Yet this is what really stunned me. Instead of being afraid, I found that I was really excited. Like smiley excited. Like pulling faces in the bathroom mirror after... ahem... preparing my urine sample. Like practically bouncing onto the donor floor. And that's when it hit me. It's really true what they say, that fear doesn't exist. That what we call fear is actually EXCITEMENT in disguise. Think about it! It makes so much sense! It's what keeps us from following our dreams. We think we're scared, but we're really just so excited that we can't even contain it and our brains cross wires and it presents itself as fear. So do you think you're scared of, but you're actually ecstatically excited for?

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

A Freedom Space

Steven has been working some interesting hours in Idaho Falls. Although he mostly works from 2-11, on Tuesdays and Wednesdays he's been working more in the middle of the day. So I decided to start going with him and working for my mom from the library. And I just have to say that the Idaho Falls library is BOSS. There's a flipping fish pond INSIDE. So I found a little nook that nobody's ever in (which is strange because it's really not that little, there's two big tables and seven chairs) and set up my little office. It's great because I don't have the temptation of the Xbox, or the temptation of my refrigerator. Unfortunately, with the car, I have the temptations of shopping and fast food, especially since I have to go move my car every two hours anyway. But during those two hours I often get a lot of work done! Next week I'm thinking that I'll visit the museums in town when I move my car.

So about work... GO CHECK OUT MY MOM'S WEBSITE! I uploaded a new and better video for the front page, I have all the links to Facebook and Twitter and the like working, and there's a section to show what is new!

Friday, July 20, 2012

Summer Bucket List

A while ago I realized that my husband can't be my end all. I still have to have friends to do stuff with, especially since he doesn't like doing lots of stuff with me. Unfortunately, despite all the things to do in Rexburg this time of year, I haven't really had the chance to do any of them, and everyone is either leaving town or having a baby, so I don't have anyone to go on adventures with me! So here's the list of things that I hope will show up in the next three months:

1. Swimming at Rigby Lake 
2. FLOATING (Please PLEASE someone take me floating!!!)
3. Spelunking in the ice caves
4. Going to a movie at the drive-in
5. Visit Yellowstone for the first time
6. Go to the sand dunes
7. Visit Mesa Falls again
8. Go to Big Jud's (at least this one is baby friendly)

So, you know, if anyone wants to help me with this, that would be, you know, great. ;) This list is subject to growth as I think of more things I really want to do...

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Pinter-esque Magnet Board

Since my first day on Pinterest I've seen these cute magnet boards for all kind of different things like calendars, menus, etc. Well I need a lot more space on a calendar, and I don't really cook a lot, so I didn't think much of the magnet board fad until I saw an idea for a makeup magnet board. I didn't want to buy all the "ingredients" used by the tutorial, so the idea had to germinate for a while until I found these babies out in the hall.

Finally, the perfect magnet board! If you've talked to me for more than five minutes I've probably mentioned Dressing Your Truth and how I'm a T3. Well when you order things from the store, they come packed in tissue paper that's your type. Since I'm a little addicted to everything T3 and ordering things online, I have a nice little stack of these.

I'm not much of one for following directions on tutorials if I already know what I'm doing, so I just grabbed my tools and went to town.

 Decoupaging is super simple. You just paint the backside of your paper with watered down glue and attach it to your object. Then you paint over it to seal it.

I felt like my trays needed some definition so I painted the edges. Totally tacky-trashy chic right?

Although my original plan had been to use both boards, I decided to just use the square one for now. I hot glued a piece of braided jute to the back of the board to serve as a hanger. Then I hot glued magnets to the backs of most of my makeup and stuck 'em on. The only good place to hang it in my bathroom was right over the outlet, but I rarely use it anyway.

I'm super happy with it. It doesn't look super spectacular in this picture, but n real life it's pretty sweet. I keep my brushes and mascara and eyeliner in a little vase on the counter, where my compacts didn't fit. My limited counter and drawer space makes this a really optimal, and awesomely T3 solution!

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Still Alive

I know I haven't blogged in a while, and there are a lot of good reasons for that.

First: I didn't really realize anyone would notice. Apparently more people read my blog than I knew... :D

Second: I'm really struggling with the whole purpose of this blog. And there's the part where everyone else's blogs have pictures, and I'm struggling to make photography more a part of my every day. It's hard for me to post this now knowing that I have no pictures for it.

Third: I'VE BEEN BUSY AS HECK. I was finishing up some work I had been doing for my senior project and still wanted to help with as a resume booster. Then almost the second that was done I was off to Texas for ten days for a family reunion and working for my mom. Where I didn't take any pictures.

So I promise to repent and blog more frequently. I actually have about 7 drafts for blogs that just need finished up with pictures that either I need to take or am waiting for from other people, or I need to finish a project and then photograph it.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Hard Evidence

In a previous blog I mentioned finding awesome things in the hall of our apartment building. We live in a historic building that used to be a hotel, and there are interesting nooks and crannies. One of these is the entrance to a storage closet in one of the main hallways. This is the unofficial dump for all things which the residents would rather not have to cart off to Deseret Industries. I have found all kinds of things here, from a desk, to my yellow "Ellie" chair (like from the movie Up), to plastic shot glasses (there's gotta be something crafty I can do with those, right?) and much much more. A few weeks ago I started wishlisting a few items such as a box fan, shelves, and an ironing board. I didn't really think much about them, sort of added them to an internal list of things I should look for at D.I. Lo and behold, within a week, they all showed up in the hallway. 
Now, I'm a big believer in the law of attraction and the power of positive thinking. Doesn't mean I'm always the best at it. I struggle to keep my thoughts in line with my beliefs. However my subconscious started looking out for me.
If you've ever been shopping with me, or honestly if you've talked to me for over five minutes, you know I practice something called Dressing Your Truth. Basically I believe that my personal energy frequency, what I call a dominate Type 3, coordinates my personality, facial features, movement, and what clothing looks best on me, among other things. I'm in a group for my type on Facebook, and we like to post pictures of our outfits. One problem. My husband thinks the whole thing is incredibly stupid and refuses to take my picture. We just laugh, roll our eyes, and say "typical Type 4" under our breaths. So I wrote "tripod" on my white board. And put it out of my mind. I've been too busy to worry about taking my picture lately. However, the universe didn't put it out of it's mind. Today my husband walked in with a tripod he found out in the hall. My eyes immediately went to the board. Coincidence? Maybe. I think the law of attraction actually makes a better scientific case than this messy thing we call coincidence.
Do you need more proof? I hit my head pretty badly and had an awful headache today. I was thinking about how badly I probably needed a chiropractic adjustment, but it wasn't really in my budget. So of course my chiropractor called me to let me know that free adjustment day is tomorrow. COINCIDENCE? Perhaps. Perhaps not ;)

Monday, May 28, 2012


My life philosophy is that if experience and knowledge are the only things you can take with you, you'd better acquire as much of it as you can. That being said, I also consider the smallest things to be great experiences. For example, in my quest to make as much of Pinterest as I can (actually USING it instead of just looking at pretty things) I came across the idea of growing your own green onions. You just don't use the roots of the bunch you buy from the store, and then put them in a jar of water like so:

I stuck them outside the window in the little hallway that serves as our "fire escape" and sometimes has some natural light. Apparently it has enough! See how tall those suckers got! I don't know if they'll continue to grow as fast as I'd like, but I've gotten much more out of them than I usually get, especially since I never finish them before they wilt. If nothing else if I end up buying more, I can get them to last longer by just keeping them alive. Can I just say how super exciting this is? It's just a little thing, but I really love green onions. I mean I really love green onions.

Saturday, May 26, 2012

My Lonely Saturday Night

My neighbors had some friends over tonight. They sounded like they were having a good time. Now, don't get me wrong, I don't begrudge them their good fortune in having friends who just drop by, but looking down at my hot date, no matter how much fun we were having together, my glue gun just doesn't have great conversation skills. 

ON THE UP SIDE! I now have all these new goodies! All in a night's work for me and my sexy glue gun.

I'm not so sure about a couple of these. The bird clip for instance is really heavy, and I'm scared it will fall off if I try to wear it. The pinecone flower is iffy because it's, well, a pinecone flower. Aaaaand the rusty bottle caps might be too eccentric even for me. BUT I HAD FUN! 

P.S. Nice new footstool right? Maybe I should do a blog about all the awesome stuff I find for free in the hall.

Friday, May 18, 2012

As If the Pancakes I Made This Morning Didn't Turn Out Oddly Enough...

What went wrong this time?

Every good little Mormon mommy teaches every good little Mormon daughter to cook right? Well if the fact that my mother shops for groceries three hours away from her house at Whole Foods, and that though she has gone without using shampoo for a while, and the whole energy medicine guruness (whilst being a conservative Republican but that's not strange for a Mormon, just strange for the rest of this stuff) wasn't different enough, she never forced me to learn to cook. Not that she wasn't a FABULOUS cook, which she most certainly was, or that she wouldn't teach me, I just never learned. I was required to make one meal a week as part of my chores, and so I learned two family favorites by heart and rotated every week.

Which isn't to say that I can't follow a recipe. But some things aren't supposed to require a recipe. Scrambling eggs for instance. French toast. Pancakes. Sure there are recipes, but you should be able to make these things without one. At least that's what my husband thinks. Steven made pancakes all the time and tried to teach me. Every batch I've made has had something odd going on with it, although I thought I was basically doing the same thing every time. 

Slowly but surely I'm adding to my repertoire. I made up my own (delicious by the way) recipe for chicken enchiladas, I taught myself how to make mashed potatoes, and I even made my first batch of oatmeal cookies which were okayed by the home teachers.Tonight I might even surprise Steven with something new. Twice baked potatoes perhaps?

Those pancakes were awfully cakey... Bad egg to flour ratio perhaps? Perhaps...

Tuesday, May 15, 2012


Well more specifically 7:30-4:30. As in Steven's orientation at the Ammon Walmart tomorrow! It's so nice to feel secure in our finances. On top of that, my mom was able to figure out exactly what she can pay me for working on her website, and it's perfect! I can work up to ten hours a week, which puts a significant dent in my student loans and leaves room for the other stuff I'm working on this summer! So get on over and check it out so she can continue to pay me!

Friday, May 11, 2012


Usually a special treat for Cinco De Mayo, in the weeks since I participated in my family's time-honored tradition of celebrating Mexican food, these tasty little buggers have become a staple. Steven was thoroughly unappreciative of the chorizo that I drool over, so he made some plain beef ones for himself. Which took about a twentieth of the time that mine had. And were still pretty good, although chorizo will ALWAYS be my favorite. We've even experimented with black beans and turkey. The former worked fine but I didn't like the latter. Turkey is great for enchiladas, but not chimis in my opinion. Anyway all you really do is put your filling in a well wrapped flour tortilla and deep fry it.

Don't they look delicious? Also, admire the platter I made for my amazing mother-in-law!

Which is really the one and only downside to this newfound staple... it's so danged unhealthy! This is why they'd been a special treat up until now! But without the chorizo they're just soooo EASY!

Monday, May 7, 2012

By Any Other Name

This video was posted on The Carol Blog and it immediately grabbed my attention. I had some similar experiences with my name. My legal name is Jessica, and I've had a tumultuous relationship with it for as long as I can remember. My mother actually told me as well that I was a Jessica, not a Jess or a Jessie, but that didn't bother me. What bothered me is that I couldn't own it. I just never felt like that was me. Something I really did relate to though was being told that it was "the name I was given," and so I was stuck with it.

And I really did feel stuck. I tried everything in the way of name changes. There was a period that I wanted to be called Alex, once I tried to get people to call me Medusa, and there were two times I almost got away with being called by my middle name, Morgan. The first time it didn't work because there was another girl named Morgan in my age group, but for the first (and last) time there wasn't another Jessica. The second time, when we moved to Texas, I was going to introduce myself as Morgan to my new friends, but forgot and so gave up. Oh and at camp I got called Eggs. I really was stuck, and it was right during my most image defining moments as a teenager when the solution came.

A quick segue into something on the subject of name changes that has stuck with me since I read it a decade ago. I say a decade ago with all the wish that I could go back and see myself on the exact day that I first read this book. It's one of those books that stick with you, and you don't always know why. Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli was one of those books for me. Also, the colors of this picture as shown on the computer screen do it NO justice. I have it sitting next to me and the thing practically glows. Anyway, a quote:
   "'But the name,' said Kevin, leaning forward. 'Is it real?' 
   'The name?' Archie shrugged. 'Every name is real. That's the nature of names. When she first showed up, she called herself Pocket Mouse. Then Mudpie. Then - what? - Hullygully, I believe. Now...'
   'Stargirl.' The word came out whispery; my throat was dry.
   Archie looked at me. 'Whatever strikes her fancy. Maybe that's how names ought to be, heh? Why be stuck with one your whole life?'"
It's interesting to me that one of my heroes is a T1. Also that looking back she stood for a lot of huggly wuggly green bordering on anti-American trash that I don't agree with now. But I still look up to this fictional character as someone who shaped her own self in a way that I always try to.

Which leads me to another point: I made very conscious decisions about the kind of person I was going to grow to become. I think that my name had a lot to do with it.

Scotty. How did I get that name? I offer a variety of answers, but the truth is that in the middle of my struggle to define myself, a boon was granted straight from heaven, and his name was Ed. He walked into my life one night, and walked back out that same night. Sure I saw him around, but it somehow wasn't the same person who asked me "What is your favorite thing about yourself?" Now my family is mostly German. And the rest is mostly Swiss. But there's an extremely small amount of Irish and English in there, and if you go back far enough they're basically the same thing... together with Scottish. On top of that I could swear that my dad once said that he had an ancestor or two from Scotland, which he denies today. Regardless, I was feeling very Scottish that year, and told my new friend that was my favorite thing about myself. He promptly responded that he would call me Scotty.

The first play that I ever worked on was The Rainmaker, by N. Richard Nash, produced at my extremely recently Alma Mater, Brigham Young University - Idaho. I was the props runner. Interesting that props is my favorite thing now, huh? Anyway I had been going by Scotty for a few years at that point, but was still getting a few people asking me why in the world I would change my perfectly respectable, if not unfortunately common, name to
something as "ridiculous" as Scotty. One of the characters, Starbuck (Stargirl, Starbuck, common theme here?), changed his name as well.
I was taking makeup at the same time and I got to give
Jimmy his black eye. I gave a few others a black eye as well...
   STARBUCK: What's wrong with my name?
   LIZZIE: It sounds fake! It sounds like you made it up!
   STARBUCK: You're darn right! I did make it up! Why not? You know what name I was born with? Smith! Smith, for the love of Mike, Smith! Now what kind of a handle is that for a fella like me! I needed a name that had the whole sky in it! And the poer of a man! Star-buck! Now there's a name - and it's mine!
   LIZZIE: NO it's not! You were born Smith - and that's your name!
   STARBUCK: You're wrong, Lizzie! The name you choose for yourself is more your own than the name you were born with! 
I have to say that I agree with Starbuck. At the same time... and this may come as a shock to some... I'm not 100% certain that I'll be Scotty forever. Like Stargirl, I may grow and change and become someone different. At one point in her life she went back to her given name for a little while. The problem is that I don't want to go through the same things that I went through when I changed to Scotty. I mean, my family still calls me Jessica. Will my husband's family continue to call me Scotty if I change again? Will I have three names?!?!  And I don't know what I'd change it to. I don't think I could go back to Jessica, even if I wanted to, which I don't. In the words of a good friend who happened upon my given name while retrieving a book on hold for me at the library (that is what I could actually make out between his peals of laughter) "Your name is JESSICA?!?!?! That doesn't fit you at ALL!!!"

So yes this post is ambiguous, open-ended, and LOOOOOONG, but that was what was on my mind today.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Pinterest Barfed in My Bathroom

Someday I'll glue these bracelet-holding bottles (or maybe better, two brown ones?) into a wooden box to hang from the wall. No sense taking up the counter space after all.

My necklaces and hair clips.

Snazzy idea for my headbands, yes? I originally thought of using clothespins but this works fine :)

Before I started this project I was only thinking of it as organization. Little did I realize that it would actually transform my bathroom at the same time. Something about all the Type 3 colors makes it such an inviting place now, instead of it being white and drab. I'm surrounded by things I love as I'm getting ready for the day!

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Crafty Like a Fox

Well this is awkward. Other bloggers make adding photos look so easy. Anyway, these are some things I've made. On the left are a selection of flowers... obvious right? Sometimes I thought they looked less like flowers and more like... things I've seen on Pinterest that look like flowers. Stick them on hair clips or pins and sell them for a buck? If I sold all of these I'd make twelve dollars. And I'm not planning on selling them all. And I wouldn't actually be MAKING that money per se, as the pins/hair clips cost money.

Here is another thing that I have made. It is a headband. Also obvious? I found the tutorial on Pinterest a couple months ago and finally got around to doing it. Also the case to my multi-tool off in the upper left-hand corner. In case you were wondering. Took me a minute to figure it out too. If someone were to ask me to make them one of these I could probably do it for two dollars. It was pretty simple. Anyway... the end.

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Ready to Go

There's a part of me that dearly wishes that I was the kind of person who could store all of their possessions in their Geo... ready to go anywhere in the world at a moment's notice. But then I see my precious (and hefty) brand spanking new Janome sewing machine, a gift for my graduation. Oh the world traveling skirts we will create together...

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

The Hunt

Why can't I make money by just having the best boards on Pinterest? Hmmm? 

I've applied to a grand total of 9 1/2 establishments so far. Of these only one was actually hiring, and I'm assuming by this point they've filled the openings. I thought there would be more people going home for the summer. Apparently that isn't the case.

I would make money by selling plasma, but I get sick every time. Not like, a little sick, like full blown flunking my take home test because I'm vomiting so much sick. That was the last time I donated plasma. The first time I thought I was fine so I tried walking home. Luckily I ran into a friend right before I hit the ground. He basically had to drag me to my apartment. 

I could also make money by working for my mother on her business. I don't know why it's so tough for me to actually do it. Maybe it's to much freedom? There's no time clock, no set schedule, and no supervisors. It really shows how irresponsible I am. 

On the bright side it gives me more time to game. And things to blog about?

Monday, April 16, 2012

Three Interesting Things

1. Today is Steven's and my first anniversary! Whoa! We plan to celebrate by doing our state income taxes, praying for the phones to ring and people to offer us jobs, and enjoying a bottle of Martinelli's. In glass goblets. A celebration of the humdrum new adult life we signed up for when we walked into the temple a year ago. Can't say I have a single regret.

2. I fell down the stairs Saturday night. It hurts. A lot. I scraped up both legs pretty bad and began to realize yesterday that the pain in my left knee isn't strictly from the worst of the scrapes, located right on the kneecap, but rather from things going on inside my knee. Oh well, it was about time to go to the chiropractor anyway. We have this nasty flight of stairs in our apartment complex (which actually used to be a hotel a gazillion years ago) between the 2nd and 3rd floor laundries. It's narrow, steep, and apparently slippery. I was standing on the top step holding my basket of laundry thinking "Now, I'll have to be very careful as I can't see my feet due to this laundry basket," and my feet went out from under me. I won't lie, I cried on the landing for a few minutes before I managed to drag myself back to the apartment. 

3. This is the slightly embarrassing one... my husband and I are gamers. We're located somewhere between the fanatics and the casual players, leaning more on the side of the fanatics. My husband says I'm not good enough to call myself a gamer, but I say I'm doing pretty good for only playing anything but minesweeper for two years. This isn't the part I find embarrassing. The problem is that my husband and I have two very different ideas of a good time. He wants to stay at home (not necessarily gaming), and I want to go OUT. Not clubbing or to concerts, just outside. So my husband struck me a deal. He really wants me to play this game Morrowind to prepare to someday get Skyrim. So the deal is, I finish Morrowind, he'll take me to Yellowstone. Normally I would be fine with this, but it's not even on the xbox, it's on the computer. I hate games on the computer because I feel like I'm a WOWer. And other issues. Despite my whining and complaining though... I've actually started enjoying myself. Sheesh.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012


So I kinda graduated last week. Kinda as in the final grades haven't come out yet and I just might have failed one of my classes. It hasn't sunk in yet and I don't think it will. All I know is that I need a job. Also that finding old Ataris stuff on Spotify makes it feel like summer at least. Also that I love it that my husband is cooking me breakfast. I know that none of this is profound, but I figure that to get the hang of this blogging thing I actually have to, you know, blog.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

The Beginning

This is my first ever blog. And I have no idea what I'm doing here. There's part of me who wants terribly to be somebody else and part of being that new and improved me somehow (?) involves the mandate to blog. It probably has something to do with that new and improved me being modeled after people whose lives I envy; who are always full of adventure and coolness. Is it possible (and I send this out as a hypothetical question to the universe) that the trick is simply making it LOOK like you're constantly having the time of your life? That would answer the question of why having a blog is so incredibly important. Maybe I can even trick myself into thinking that my life is bigger and better. And if I CAN trick myself, then it's not really a trick anymore; it's reality. And then I have truly accomplished what I set out to do.

So that's the purpose of this blog, to have a public forum in which to create my reality, to document the changes that come as I grow older, and to openly be blatantly honest, which is another thing that is so attractive about blogging. There's a freedom that comes with a format that is 100% available to anyone and everyone, yet not imposed upon anyone. I can say the things that I have to say without fear of boring anyone or causing discomfort. The most painful thing about social interaction, at least for me, is when someone is making you uncomfortable and you can't escape without being rude. The worst part is that I often feel that it's me that's the boor. And I can't help myself! I often get so clogged up with all of the things that I want to say and then I vomit the soonest chance I get, whether it be on an unsuspecting friend or the captive (meaning they can't leave) classroom. I'm hoping that blogging will help.

And so dearest friends, feel free to accompany me on my newest journey or don't. Either way. And thanks for listening.