This week has been icky. So, I'm glad that I have something to look forward to! I literally have to have something to look forward to or my life gets too monotonous and I get in a funk. That is one reason that I decided to go to this exciting workshop series, which I found through one of my favorite local Blogs, "A Little Sussy." I have been wanting to go to a class held by Nicole Hill for a couple years, since I found her blog, and have now saved up some money and convinced a friend to loan me his DSLR so I could have a better camera for the workshop.
These are the classes offered (click for larger version):
I am basically taking all the Photo/photoshop classes, plus a screenprinting class, and party planning 101! F.U.N.!(this will also help me get more on my way to ticking of #4, 5 and 6 off my "30 before 30" list!)
And now I invite anyone in the area, (or not in the area who wants to come to SLC) to join! You can see the cost of each class, or the discounts for multiple classes here. So far, I am just going alone, but it would be fun to have someone else there too! Even if it was for just one class. :)
(I ensue in much petty yet casual bitterness in the following paragraph... You have been warned.)
I am disgusted. I have a problem with getting "older" and I don't like reminders that the earth is spinning and time is ticking away. That is why I am becoming less fond of birthdays where I bury another year of my 20's and wedding announcements of "kids" I used to babysit, and HS reunions. That's right, HS reunions. My 10 year reunion for Fountain Valley H.S. is next month. Most likely, I will not be attending, due to the time of year and its in California, and the fact that I refuse to admit I have been an "adult" for 10 years. Also, I already keep in touch with those I want to keep in touch with, and most importantly, I don't have enough money to "rent" a muscular piece of hotness to be my fake husband for the evening.
On a lighter note, here is a blast from the past, probably only interesting to those who know me and or the other people in this picture. I will point out who I am in each one, because although I think its easy to pick out who I am, I recently showed a room full of my peers one of these, and NO ONE could tell I was even in the picture. Basically they thought all the girls were pretty and didn't believe I was one of them. Yeah, I don't think there are even any positive ways to spin that. :) At any rate, I love these pictures, they remind me of the "good 'ole days" and my days of being a choir nerd..."Glee" style.
My school yearbook pic.(freshman/sophomoreish year)
Heather and I looking all "hot" in our loose flowered shirts and high-water semi-casual slacks.
"Besties" in our Troubador dresses Junior year. (Becca, Heather, Emily and Me)
Janny, Me, Brandon and Heather (B and H are happily married now w/2 little cuties!)
Senior year. Me, Colleen, and Heather ready for the Homecoming dance. (this is the one no one believed was me) 16th B-Day party - Summer Between Sophomore and Junior year.
My Bro James and I in Hawaii my Senior Year.
You guessed it, Choir again, I am top middle left.
Heather and Me, we often got mistaken for sisters, or for each other. (my Dad is in the background too.)Some of my very best friends in HS! {Emily, Brandon, Carrie (Em's cousin), Brad, Becca, Kirk, Heather, Me}Prom, Senior year. I'm in the middle. Graduation!
Lastly....I promise to go to my reunion if I can find 2 other peeps to do this Dance with....this is the only way to do a HS reunion. Watch it, you wont be sorry:
"Dance like the photo's not being tagged, Love like you've never been unfriended, Tweet like nobody's following." Post Secret's recent Tweet
“And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.” – Abraham Lincoln
"You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life." -Winston Churchill
“If we all did the things we are capable of doing, we would literally astound ourselves.” – Thomas A. Edison
“If opportunity doesn’t knock, build a door.” – Milton Berle
"Sometimes I think you have to march right in and demand your rights, even if you don't know what your rights are, or who the person is you're talking to. Then on the way out, slam the door."-Deep Thoughts by Jack Handy
So I get 2 magazines in the mail now.
One is Glamour. The other is Fitness.
Only problem? I never subscribed to them.
Is somebody not-so-subtly trying to tell me something?
(and my name is spelled correctly...highly suspicious.)
Rude.
Why couldn't the magazines be called something like The "Your Perfect the Way You Are" magazine.
This reminds me of the time I got emails from several different websites like "Baby To Bee" and "Motherhood", saying "congratulations on your pregnancy! Your baby now has head-to-toe bodily hair, and fingernails! Here is a free countdown to the happy day!"
People. I have never been even close to pregnant. They even had my home address and phone number! Someone was playing a dirty trick!
Never found out the dirty rat behind this kind gesture, but I wish I had thought of it first cause it was pretty funny.
{Except the part where they had all my info and I had to call numerous places to cancel all my "subscriptions."}
Well, I'm gonna go try out some new "Bun-bustin' work out moves" and the new "must-have lip-plumper for spring." Oh wait, no I'm not.
Holy Mother of busyness. I have been so ridiculously busy. School started at UVU, and I not only interpret classes, but am involved with scheduling, and rescheduling all the 30+ interpreters and transcribers, with the almost 50 deaf students. That is A LOT of work. I worked a lot of overtime this week. I love all the classes I am interpreting so far though.
I also went to a GREAT concert with a GREAT friend this week. My friend Julie (from my Mission days) went to SLC and saw a free Twilight concert in the park of She and Him! (SLC puts on these concerts for free every thurs in the summer, and this was the last one. The first started with Modest Mouse.)
Anyway I, like many of you, LOVE Zooey Deschanel. She (and him) was great! They had lots of energy, and she worked that tambourine and ukulele. If they play anywhere around your city...go! It was a great time. Julie and I had a picnic, (Kneaders, yum!) and caught up since we haven't seen each other in a couple years! Love that girl!.
Anyway, I haven't had much time to blog, and this week may be the same, so just wanted to write a quick one. Oh, and as a last thought from Jerilyn the wise one, (just say it in an Asian accent and picture me stroking an invisible long thing beard.)
"I can do hard things."
I learned that this week, and it just seems more interesting with an accent. Peace out!