Approximately three weeks ago, someone asked to borrow my Twilight books. I agreed and set them by my front door to await pickup in case I wasn't home when said person arrived. After a couple of weeks, I picked them up from the floor behind the door and lovingly placed them back on the shelf as no one had come to get them yet.
Now, you must understand that I have been dying to reread these books, but have not been allowing myself for fear of not getting any work done. I get way too sucked into these books, so I have been telling myself that I would read them at the cabin over Christmas when there is nothing to neglect in order to read. I have been looking forward to this for so long (Pathetic, I know).
So, yesterday I had jury duty and was looking for a book to read before I left the house. I decided that if I were reading something exciting while sitting for hours in the courthouse, I might not be so bitter about it. I decided that I would take Twilight to get me through that wretched experience seeing as I am fairly close to my Christmas vacation. How's that for justification?
So I sat around at the courthouse forever, but that's another story. The point is, I got to read about 100 lovely pages of Twilight before coming home and working on a project that I hope to post/brag about later.
So the doorbell rings and I leave my sewing to answer the door, and who happens to be standing there? Of course. The person who wants my books. I know I'm wicked, but I actually, for a split second, considered giving an excuse as to why they could not borrow them right now. (I can't believe I'm admitting that) But I took them from the shelf and my purse, pulled my bookmark from the pages, and passed all three books into a pair of very eager hands. It was worth it though, because they went to someone who has not yet experienced the joy of reading them.
It's not really that big of a deal because I can just borrow my sister's, but isn't life ironic? The very day that I officially give up on this person coming and begin reading, they show up.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Rainy Days
Is there anything better than rainy days?I'm sitting at my desk right now watching the most amazing storm gather outside my window.
I wish I had my camera because there is no way to describe the way the dark clouds look as they move across the sky.
I would give basically anything to not be stuck inside at my desk right now.
I've never understood people who complain about rain. I love it. I think it's so amazing, it makes me happy.
I love the smell, the sound of the drops hitting the pavement, and the hazy picture of the world seen through the drops.
Okay, so the middle picture doesn't have much of anything to do with rain besides the umbrella, but I really like that picture.
I love this picture. I'm not entirely sure why. I think it's because it reminds me of a poem that my Grandma taught me when I was really little:
The rain is raining all around,
it falls on field and tree.
It rains on the umbrellas here,
and on the ships at sea.
-Robert Louis Stevenson
Random? I know.
Friday, November 30, 2007
Oh the humiliation!
There I was sitting in my Lit. class last night totally unsuspecting of the embarrassment about to befall me.
My teacher was discussing the papers that he was about to pass back which had been turned in three weeks ago. He began rambling about the six options we had to choose from and how he wished that more people had chosen option number four which was to write about an author not included in our semesters readings. I admit, I was only half listening, but no amount of listening could have prepared me for his next statement.
"In fact," he said, "the only person who did choose this option was Alisha."
My first thought was "I did?"
(Also, he calls me Alisha, I don't know why but it has been two whole semesters and he has not once gotten it right. )
He turns to me and says: "Tell us who you wrote about Alisha."
My mind goes BLANK.
Truly - I was just staring at him and could not even remember writing the paper let alone who I wrote it about. Meanwhile, the entire class is staring at me (we sit in a circle, so it was easy viewing for all) as my face turned a very unattractive shade of red never before witnessed in human skin tones.
So then he said "Sarah..." like he was trying to prompt me or something and still, nothing.
I made a total fool of myself muttering idiotic half sentences that came out something like:
"Oh--um--well--i guess--three weeks ago--i can't--" etc. etc.
Finally he says: "Sarah Josepha Hale?!?" while staring at me. The expression on his face saying you've got to be kidding me with this. Didn't you write this five page paper?
Ding! The light goes on.
Sarah Josepha Hale!
Of course! I almost killed myself over that paper! It took forever to find all of the information and I was totally stressed over it, but it ended up being a pretty dang good paper if I do say so myself. It all came rushing back to me, but alas, it was much too late to save myself at that point.
I don't remember exactly what I said, but I believe it was something to the effect of: "Oh right...that paper," amid amused chuckles from my class mates.
Holy awkward Batman!
He quickly moved on to other things, while I spent the entire rest of the class period trying to coax my ears and cheeks to stop burning.
Granted, this is not the most embarrassing thing that has happened to me or probably will happen to me in the course of my frequently humiliating life, but it was by far the most embarrassing moment of the month.
By the way, I got an A on my paper. Thank you very much.
My teacher was discussing the papers that he was about to pass back which had been turned in three weeks ago. He began rambling about the six options we had to choose from and how he wished that more people had chosen option number four which was to write about an author not included in our semesters readings. I admit, I was only half listening, but no amount of listening could have prepared me for his next statement.
"In fact," he said, "the only person who did choose this option was Alisha."
My first thought was "I did?"
(Also, he calls me Alisha, I don't know why but it has been two whole semesters and he has not once gotten it right. )
He turns to me and says: "Tell us who you wrote about Alisha."
My mind goes BLANK.
Truly - I was just staring at him and could not even remember writing the paper let alone who I wrote it about. Meanwhile, the entire class is staring at me (we sit in a circle, so it was easy viewing for all) as my face turned a very unattractive shade of red never before witnessed in human skin tones.
So then he said "Sarah..." like he was trying to prompt me or something and still, nothing.
I made a total fool of myself muttering idiotic half sentences that came out something like:
"Oh--um--well--i guess--three weeks ago--i can't--" etc. etc.
Finally he says: "Sarah Josepha Hale?!?" while staring at me. The expression on his face saying you've got to be kidding me with this. Didn't you write this five page paper?
Ding! The light goes on.
Sarah Josepha Hale!
Of course! I almost killed myself over that paper! It took forever to find all of the information and I was totally stressed over it, but it ended up being a pretty dang good paper if I do say so myself. It all came rushing back to me, but alas, it was much too late to save myself at that point.
I don't remember exactly what I said, but I believe it was something to the effect of: "Oh right...that paper," amid amused chuckles from my class mates.
Holy awkward Batman!
He quickly moved on to other things, while I spent the entire rest of the class period trying to coax my ears and cheeks to stop burning.
Granted, this is not the most embarrassing thing that has happened to me or probably will happen to me in the course of my frequently humiliating life, but it was by far the most embarrassing moment of the month.
By the way, I got an A on my paper. Thank you very much.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
Camera Shopping
I decided that I needed a new camera.
My old one is only two and a half or so years old, but it does not work. This is a very frustrating fact as I do not take pictures very often(Okay, never), so it should work right? I only really used it in Russia and at random times since then. Stupid camera. The point is, I decided to buy a new one. So I got some advice from friends and a guy at work who gave me way more detail than I needed or really even knew what he was talking about, and then I went shopping.
I went to Best Buy and spent forever being indecisive and looking at all of the cameras. I finally decided on one that I liked and had been highly recommended, so I talked to a vulture salesperson about it.
It's basically perfect: small, cute, nice, good quality, but it only comes in silver. Wretched. I know I'm such a girl, but I really wanted a cute colorful one. I really liked it a lot though, so I decided to buy it anyway rather than starting the decision process over. (Although, I must admit, I almost decided to start over just to spite the sales guy who thought I didn't see him roll his eyes at me about the camera not coming in colors.)
This is my lovely little Sony Cyber-shot. Here's the sucky thing: when I got home I pulled out my old camera to see if it takes the same kind of memory card(no I didn't think of that before I went), and guess what? Just my luck, its the same freakin camera! Newer model, smaller, nicer, better quality, but the same camera! (It does not take the same type of memory card, by the way.)
My camera breaks and what do I do? Go out and buy the same camera over. I think I am just tempting fate with this one.
Also, when I was looking for this picture online, I discovered to my dismay, that this exact camera comes in all sorts of beautiful colors...
How do these things happen to me?
My old one is only two and a half or so years old, but it does not work. This is a very frustrating fact as I do not take pictures very often(Okay, never), so it should work right? I only really used it in Russia and at random times since then. Stupid camera. The point is, I decided to buy a new one. So I got some advice from friends and a guy at work who gave me way more detail than I needed or really even knew what he was talking about, and then I went shopping.
I went to Best Buy and spent forever being indecisive and looking at all of the cameras. I finally decided on one that I liked and had been highly recommended, so I talked to a vulture salesperson about it. It's basically perfect: small, cute, nice, good quality, but it only comes in silver. Wretched. I know I'm such a girl, but I really wanted a cute colorful one. I really liked it a lot though, so I decided to buy it anyway rather than starting the decision process over. (Although, I must admit, I almost decided to start over just to spite the sales guy who thought I didn't see him roll his eyes at me about the camera not coming in colors.)
This is my lovely little Sony Cyber-shot. Here's the sucky thing: when I got home I pulled out my old camera to see if it takes the same kind of memory card(no I didn't think of that before I went), and guess what? Just my luck, its the same freakin camera! Newer model, smaller, nicer, better quality, but the same camera! (It does not take the same type of memory card, by the way.) My camera breaks and what do I do? Go out and buy the same camera over. I think I am just tempting fate with this one.
Also, when I was looking for this picture online, I discovered to my dismay, that this exact camera comes in all sorts of beautiful colors...
How do these things happen to me?
Saturday, November 10, 2007
100 Random Things About Me
(Thanks Linds!)
1. I love to read!
2. I lived in Voronezh Russia for five months and miss it everyday
3. I wish I spoke Russian
4. I absolutely despise peas
5. I love to buy shoes, but would rather be barefoot all the time
6. I am the oldest of five kids
7. I want to travel and see the world
8. I love to look at the stars
9. When I was young I wanted to grow up and be on Broadway
10. I love to watch movies
11. pajamas make me happy
12. I freak out at the sight of cockroaches
13. I have been blessed with amazing friends
14. I love to watch game shows
15. I work at a Physical Therapy clinic
16. I love the theater (movies, plays, ballet, symphony, opera, I love it all)
17. I wish I played the piano - I have taken a ton of music lessons but don't play anything
18.I love the smells of rain, wet dirt, and wet cement
19. I want to be a published author someday
20. I hate scary movies
21. I love to go on road trips
22. I love my family
23. I wish I were more brave
24. I love Dr. Pepper
25. I quote movies all the time (seriously, I hardly have original thoughts)
26. I want to be a mom someday
27. I love office supplies - pens, sticky notes, paper clips, staplers - for some reason it makes me happy
28. I spend way too much money on books
29. I love my little blue car
30. I love sweater season
31. I like being alone, especially driving, it gives me time to think
32. I love fairy tales
33. I have to force myself to throw away bags (its a Russia thing)
34. I like to paint walls, but wish I could paint pictures
35. I like to make lists and cross things off as I finish them
36. I like cooking with my mom and catering with my dad
37. I think snow is amazing
38. I like to make cute handouts for my lessons
39. I miss going camping
40. I love my unnatural hair color
41. I tend to get the giggles at bad moments (awkward situations, church, etc.)
42. I have the worst memory ever
43. I love Target
44. I like to sing in my car
45. No matter how many times I watch sappy movies, they still make me cry
46. I wish I were a better friend
47. I want to see all fifty states
48. My princess bed makes me happy
49. I collect random quotes
50. Borders is my sanctuary
51. I have never been to New York, but always wanted to go
52. I love to fly
53. My eyes change colors
54. I love rainy days
55. I start listening to Christmas music in October
56. I love my YW calling
57. I am afraid of heights
58. I love art and art museums
59. I have insomnia when its a full moon
60. Everyone calls me Leesh, which is not a name, but rather something that you put on a dog. (Except for my Aunt Jennifer, she sometimes calls me Joe. I don't really know why.)
61. I like to quilt and do needlepoint, but rarely find the time
62. I love to get pedicures with flowers
63. I love the beach
64. I stress out way too much
65. I steal pens (not from stores, just from people or places, not always intentionally)
66. I have a very vivid imagination
67. I have a really hard time making little decisions. The big life changing ones? No problem, but which camera should I buy? Where should we eat tonight? What movie should we watch? I have the hardest time with.
68. Someday I want to have a garden, mostly flowers, complete with one of those random little gnome statues
69. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday
70. I love vacations with my family
71. Chocolate makes me smile
72. I have absolutely no sense of direction and get lost all the time
73. I like breakfast foods at dinnertime, not in the morning
74. I love to play card games
75. I love love love Josh Groban
76. I love to sleep
77. I have the cutest little mutt named pixie
78. I was a waitress for three years
79. I love cute lamps
80. I want to learn another language
81. I have always wanted to work in a cute little book store (like the one on You've Got Mail)
82. I could not live without my fluffy feather pillow
83. I am ridiculously ticklish
84. I love a good bargain
85. There's nothing better than a hot cup of herbal tea on a cold morning
86. I am easily sucked into shows like Project Runway or So You Think You Can Dance
87. I still like to watch cartoons
88. I get grumpy and sarcastic when I'm tired
89. I think people are so interesting, I could spend hours just watching them
90. I'm a sucker for cute babies
91. I love to listen to peoples random stories
92. I hate loudly ticking clocks
93. I miss living in cold weather
94. I love random late night movies with my mom and sister
95. I like the color purple
96. I wish I were more talented
97. I like to make cute cards
98. I love the smell of cabbage patch dolls
99. I hated having to eat liver and pretend to enjoy it in Russia
100. I want to get married in the temple someday
(Thanks Linds!)
1. I love to read!
2. I lived in Voronezh Russia for five months and miss it everyday
3. I wish I spoke Russian
4. I absolutely despise peas
5. I love to buy shoes, but would rather be barefoot all the time
6. I am the oldest of five kids
7. I want to travel and see the world
8. I love to look at the stars
9. When I was young I wanted to grow up and be on Broadway
10. I love to watch movies
11. pajamas make me happy
12. I freak out at the sight of cockroaches
13. I have been blessed with amazing friends
14. I love to watch game shows
15. I work at a Physical Therapy clinic
16. I love the theater (movies, plays, ballet, symphony, opera, I love it all)
17. I wish I played the piano - I have taken a ton of music lessons but don't play anything
18.I love the smells of rain, wet dirt, and wet cement
19. I want to be a published author someday
20. I hate scary movies
21. I love to go on road trips
22. I love my family
23. I wish I were more brave
24. I love Dr. Pepper
25. I quote movies all the time (seriously, I hardly have original thoughts)
26. I want to be a mom someday
27. I love office supplies - pens, sticky notes, paper clips, staplers - for some reason it makes me happy
28. I spend way too much money on books
29. I love my little blue car
30. I love sweater season
31. I like being alone, especially driving, it gives me time to think
32. I love fairy tales
33. I have to force myself to throw away bags (its a Russia thing)
34. I like to paint walls, but wish I could paint pictures
35. I like to make lists and cross things off as I finish them
36. I like cooking with my mom and catering with my dad
37. I think snow is amazing
38. I like to make cute handouts for my lessons
39. I miss going camping
40. I love my unnatural hair color
41. I tend to get the giggles at bad moments (awkward situations, church, etc.)
42. I have the worst memory ever
43. I love Target
44. I like to sing in my car
45. No matter how many times I watch sappy movies, they still make me cry
46. I wish I were a better friend
47. I want to see all fifty states
48. My princess bed makes me happy
49. I collect random quotes
50. Borders is my sanctuary
51. I have never been to New York, but always wanted to go
52. I love to fly
53. My eyes change colors
54. I love rainy days
55. I start listening to Christmas music in October
56. I love my YW calling
57. I am afraid of heights
58. I love art and art museums
59. I have insomnia when its a full moon
60. Everyone calls me Leesh, which is not a name, but rather something that you put on a dog. (Except for my Aunt Jennifer, she sometimes calls me Joe. I don't really know why.)
61. I like to quilt and do needlepoint, but rarely find the time
62. I love to get pedicures with flowers
63. I love the beach
64. I stress out way too much
65. I steal pens (not from stores, just from people or places, not always intentionally)
66. I have a very vivid imagination
67. I have a really hard time making little decisions. The big life changing ones? No problem, but which camera should I buy? Where should we eat tonight? What movie should we watch? I have the hardest time with.
68. Someday I want to have a garden, mostly flowers, complete with one of those random little gnome statues
69. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday
70. I love vacations with my family
71. Chocolate makes me smile
72. I have absolutely no sense of direction and get lost all the time
73. I like breakfast foods at dinnertime, not in the morning
74. I love to play card games
75. I love love love Josh Groban
76. I love to sleep
77. I have the cutest little mutt named pixie
78. I was a waitress for three years
79. I love cute lamps
80. I want to learn another language
81. I have always wanted to work in a cute little book store (like the one on You've Got Mail)
82. I could not live without my fluffy feather pillow
83. I am ridiculously ticklish
84. I love a good bargain
85. There's nothing better than a hot cup of herbal tea on a cold morning
86. I am easily sucked into shows like Project Runway or So You Think You Can Dance
87. I still like to watch cartoons
88. I get grumpy and sarcastic when I'm tired
89. I think people are so interesting, I could spend hours just watching them
90. I'm a sucker for cute babies
91. I love to listen to peoples random stories
92. I hate loudly ticking clocks
93. I miss living in cold weather
94. I love random late night movies with my mom and sister
95. I like the color purple
96. I wish I were more talented
97. I like to make cute cards
98. I love the smell of cabbage patch dolls
99. I hated having to eat liver and pretend to enjoy it in Russia
100. I want to get married in the temple someday
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