Monday, November 30, 2009

Volunteers? Anyone?

So. A friend of mine started with a personal trainer today. The only thing I really heard about it was the fact that there was soreness inflicted upon locations of the body previously unknown to human kind and then, perhaps, a little bit more.
As I sit here-wasting time-when I should REALLY be in bed-I had a genius realization. I need a personal trainer. Perhaps not the full-body pain inflicting variety. I can do a decent enough job of that on my own. I need someone to train me to actually drag myself out of bed in the morning. As a teenager, I can't tell you how many glasses of water were dumped on my bed nor can I tell you how many times I nearly lost the speakers on my stereo to MORE THAN A FEELING because the volume had been turned to the max. How exactly, I managed to survive my college experience completely baffles me. (Or maybe not so much. I don't think the English department really functions before 10:00am.) In the mean time...I still HATE waking up with a passion. I don't mind being awake early in the morning. I am actually ultra-productive in the morning and LOVE to watch the's just the whole waking-up part. Pointers? Anyone?

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Black Friday

I've been thinking. I don't know exactly how to classify these thoughts so it may come out in the traditional unknown format.
I considered participating in the American phenomenon known these days as Black Friday. It completely baffles me. How did the term shift from the day that the stock market crashed to the day after Thanksgiving when the Christmas retail season actually starts? Why do we have to wake up at 3:00am to get the best prices? Really, I'm sure the employees would be just as happy to see us at 9:00am and would be more than willing to give us the same prices. When did it become acceptable to draw blood over $3 pajamas? When I say 'considered participating', I mean I set an alarm for 5:00, 6:00, 6:05, 7:00, and finally woke up at about 8:00. I was at the stores by 9:00, finished by 10:00, and still had all of my Christmas shopping done for $40 less than I actually budgeted for. I would consider that a successful shopping trip AND I still got 8 hours of sleep.
I guess the reason that I'm so baffled by all of this might have something to do with the fact that I watched Elizabeth Gaskell's NORTH AND SOUTH earlier this week. I'm fascinated by the relationship of unions and masters and the power necessary to cause and continue a strike. I think it applies to Black Friday. The only reason it starts so early is because people actually go. If people didn't go, there would be NO reason for it to start that early. I think I'll go for Cyber Monday next year.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

The Deciding Moment.

Well...I don't like to compliment myself, but my family and friends do tell me that I can bake a mean turkey. It was pretty tasty. As of this moment, the tryptophan has officially kicked in and I am going to bed. Happy Thanksgiving to all and to all a good night!

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Round 3: The Night Before

So. It's the night before Thanksgiving. I forgot to flip my turkey this morning before I went to work. (I'm sorry. That sounded like a horribly cheesy Thanksgiving version of a 'flip your lid' joke.) I checked on him after work and I'm not going to lie...he looked and smelled pretty awesome-and this is coming from a girl with no sense of smell. The parents arrived and like a giddy school girl I ran out to my cooler with my mom to show off my project and compare notes (she'd brined 2 turkeys in four days last week). As we added ice to my bird, she looked at him and said "did your turkey have a bowel movement?" Apparently, she just brined her turkey in salt water: salt + water. No spices. The spiced out variety was completely foreign to her. Not my fault. She told me that if I quoted her, she'd deny it. Take it for what you will...apparently, it may or may not be true. Well all (I suppose there are about 5 of you)...I hope you have a fantastic holiday full of good food, plesant company, and many thanks. The more I think about my blessed life, the more I realize exactly how blessed I am. Happy Thanksgiving.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Round 2: The suprise attack.

My parents called me tonight to tell me that they may or may not launch a suprise attack on Thanksgiving. (I'll bet they don't believe that I'm actually cooking the turkey this year either.) I've got all the necessities for the brine: kosher salt, coriander, peppercorn, mustard, bay's gonna be FABULOUS. Tonight's plan? One large cooler + two brick of ice + one previously mentioned turkey + random assortment of spices, salts, and sugars.

*Three hours later...
Well, the suprise attack may be a surplus of thyme. That's what I get for measuring over my pan of boiling water. You can't really take it out once it hits the water. To be completely honest, the house smells AWESOME. We'll just see how the turkey does after his salt bath.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Round One.

Turkey purchased.
Who knew there were so many options? Fresh turkey, frozen turkey, seasoned turkey, tofurkey? Thanks to my dear friend Anna who so kindly donated Turkey Dollars to my cause, I thought I walked away with a decent deal. I wouldn't call it fabulous, but let's be honest here-I'm still a newbie. My worthy opponent currently sits in the fridge in the garage. If he only knew...

Sunday, November 22, 2009

The Game Plan:

For one year I've been planning Thanksgiving dinner. I had an incredible holiday last year and I loved it. Since then, I've wanted to cook this year. I guess it's some sort of rite of passage: guys shoot animals, girls take over Thanksgiving Dinner. This year, I'm going to do it. I'm taking over the turkey.

Saturday, November 21, 2009


I'd like to make an announcement. Tonight, I laughed so hard that I cried for a good hour. I got home and Grandma asked me if I am catching a cold because my voice is so hoarse. Some of the girls at work got together for a Girl's Night. It was desperately needed. It has been a rough month at work and I've recently realized that I need to be more aware of what is going on around me and the blessings that I do have. I work with good people.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

bliss bits

my nephew calls me 'yaya'. apparently he says 2 words: 'no' and 'yaya'.
one perk to extended christmas shopping season is an extended season for mint m&m's.
sweet potato biscuits
i left work before the sun went down once this week.
65 days

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Phrase of the Day...

Tuesdays make me wonder what it was like to truly be bored. Was I really bored with my life? After a 9 hour work day and 3 1/2 hours of absolute values, systems of equations, polynomials, latin roots, and sentence completion, I encountered a phrase that made me laugh so hard that I nearly cried. Energetic delirium. That's it. Energetic delirium. Now. I plan to sleep so that I can continue my energetic delirium tomorrow. And the day after. And the day after that. It's gonna be GREAT!

Sunday, November 15, 2009


So I got another batch of Sunday afternoon homework. This one stemmed out of the fact that I was asked to speak in church on gratitude. I asked a friend for advice and this was his response:
I am afraid I have no good advice for a talk on gratitude, except--wait!--here is an idea I was mulling over earlier.
Heavenly Father never says "thank you".
That one startled me the first time I thought about it; it still does, actually. It makes perfect sense when you think about it for a lot of reasons, starting with what would He thank us for? But it also points up how much gratitude we owe him, since our position is the perfect reciprocal of His; viewed correctly, we ought to thank Him for pretty much everything (I am not quite sure about thanking Him for other people's sins, or our own, but we certainly ought to thank Him for our weaknesses, as Ether 12 points out).

I'm not going to lie. When I read this comment this morning, my head nearly exploded. I've been thinking about it all day. This is more or less what I have come up with. (Here comes the bullet list...)
* He really doesn't say 'Thank You'. I'm mind-boggled. I think the closest thing we get is 'Well done thou good and faithful servant'. We do get blessings though. I suppose He could thank us for our obedience, but really...the blessings come because we comply with the stipulated guidelines.
* When I was a teenager in Sunday school, my teacher taught us a lesson on service. He was feeling very blessed one day and decided that he wanted to thank the Lord for all of his blessing and tried to decide exactly how he could go about doing that. He decided to work at the church farm one Saturday to pay back the Lord for the good feeling that he had when he served others. He soon found out that the harder he worked, the more he felt that good feeling and realized that he could never pay the Lord back for that good feeling.
* PAY IT FORWARD. One of my roommates had to watch the movie for one a class and I ended up watching it with them. Great concept. Receive favors or help and rather than paying it back, pay it forward and help someone else who needs it.
Gratitude is one of the most beautiful feelings that we can have as mortals. It allows us to humble ourselves and acknowledge the blessings that we do have and where they come from. My talk is supposed to be based off of Helping Others Recognize the Whisperings of the Spirit by Sister Matsumori. I'm looking forward to re-reading and studying this talk and realizing that really, my level of gratitude truly affects the level of the spirit in my life.

Addendum: Gotta love the hometeachers. They shared this quote from E' Uchtdorf and I thought it applied. ish. Good luck thinking like I do.
" No, God does not need us to love Him. But oh, how we need to love God!"

Friday, November 13, 2009

I like Quiznos.

I was given this (I know the format is kind of a pain, but it's worth it.) at work today. I laughed.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

The Grandma Diaries...(part 5)

At what point do I become concerned that it is 8:00pm and my grandmother is not home? I made some flippant comment the other day and her response was "That wouldn't be proper. I'm in mourning." That being said, I'm pretty sure that she's not on a date. Where would you hang out if you were an 80 year old woman on a Thursday night?

Monday, November 9, 2009

I've come to the realization...

Recently, I've realized that there are only 24 hours in a day. For the next month...that terrifies me. I have WAY TOO MUCH stuff to do, but at the same time, I feel good about it. I feel like some good organization and time utilization will be beneficial AND bring me joy. Therefore, I'm getting organized. I may or may not be completely MIA, but that's okay. I'm giving you fair warning. Consider yourself warned.
As a post script...I'm officially praying for snow for the next 3 weeks. I want to turn my Thanksgiving weekend holiday into a snowshoeing trip. That would require snow. I don't even see snow in the mountains. It's not that I haven't enjoyed the Indian Summer, but I'm beginning to believe in global warming. If it doesn't freeze, the mosquitoes won't die and then we'll all die from malaria and the West Nile Virus. And we think the world is worried about H1N1. Ha! (Not to mention the fact that I just ordered a new backpack for the cruise and am under strict orders that I need to try it out before with photographic proof/evidence. What better way than snowshoeing to a yurt? I'm to cheap too actually go anywhere else until AFTER the cruise is over. Sorry folks, love you all, have a LIST of places to go and people to visit and otherwise allocated funds to finance it. [wow. that was an exceptionally long aside. sorry. i have a self-diagnosed attention problem.])

Friday, November 6, 2009

The Grandma Diaries (part 4)

I remember watching THE MAILBOX at my grandmother's house when I was a kid. To be completely honest, I'm not quite so sure that I enjoyed it very much. I always felt bad for Lethe because she was so alone. I've realized that I live with my own Lethe. The first thing that Grandma asks me when I walk in the door at night is "have you got the mail?" or "can you go get the mail?" Honestly, I quit checking the mail years ago. My game plan is to take it up again. It's going to be my new way of spreading sunshine. This Lethe won't be left alone.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

I should be...

Doing laundry.
Cleaning my room.
Cleaning my bathroom.
Reading the Book of Mormon.
Reading the Pickwick Papers.
Enhancing my GRE vocabulary.
Changing light bulbs for my grandmother.
Practicing standard deviations in 30 seconds or less.

Instead I'm:
Reading about a newborn going home.
Watching an adorable 1 year old chinese man.
Questioning whether I am smarter than a 5th grader.
Congratulating recent bar results.

Don't get me wrong, I love you all, but I'm moving on now.
Congratulate me.
I'm going to be productive now.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

72 hours

1 dead car battery
1 brand new car battery
2 heads of blue hair
2 red shirts
3 different kinds of shampoo and conditioner
4 cups of Stephens Vanilla Hot Chocolate
1 GRE Prep course
550 Boy Scouts
1 GRE Prep Test (Math score 4 percent higher than Verbal?)
4 hour road trip
2 new registration stickers
2 male waiters in drag
1 trip to the tunnels of terror
1 fantastic 80's flick
8 carmel apples
1 EXTRA hour of sleep
1 single's branch, doubled-size
1 game of wizard
1 happy girl