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Grey’s dilemma…(really George’s, but I wanted a name you’d recognize).

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I watched Grey’s Anatomy tonight for maybe the third time in my life. It’s a great show, I just have not, in the recent past, been one to get into shows (other than VM, and that is entirely my sister’s doing). I think there’s part of me that feels like I’m a better person when my world doesn’t revolve around t.v. shows. Stupid, I know, but true. I realize most of you have TiVo or DVR, so your worlds don’t revolve around t.v., but you get my point. I digress.

Tonight’s episode was a little emotional for me. Not emotional, like I cried…although it wouldn’t be the first time I cried when it was inappropriate, but I didn’t…more it brought up some serious feelings. First of all, my mom died, and so any dead mom moments in any show/movie get to me. Second was the scene where George and his wife are talking about Izzie (I had to look up the names) and George laughs because, well, why would Izzie ever want him? The writers of this show did a phenomenal job with that scene. And after my weekend from Hell (I’m using that in the biblical sence) and finding out that “what’s his name?” got married (a.k.a. the ex-fiance…yes, it still hurts even when you are the one who ended things)…it just hit too close to home.

I don’t know if any of you have ever been with someone who makes you feel like you aren’t good enough…or feels the need to rate you on a scale of one to ten as compared to his ex-wife…let me just say, it is not an enjoyable experience. That’s what I felt tonight. All of the pain of that moment relived. George totally felt like he was settling and made it known.

The truth is you do need to be with someone who is compatible (i.e. you feel like equals) if you want the relationship to work. At least that’s what I’ve read. So, here’s my question: What if you view yourself differently than others see you? You like creme brule, but you’re jello? What then? How do you know that you are finding someone compatible and not settling? How do you know that the other person doesn’t feel like they’re settling? How awful would that be? We can’t all play doctors on t.v. and look like Katherine Heigl?

Just some thoughts. Great show, great writing, fabulous music.

P.S. I just downloaded the new Aqualung album. Love it!

a million thoughts, a few moments…

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You know when you have those days when you just have so many things you want to write about. Today (and yesterday) were days like that.

First, I loved my English class last night. I finally enjoyed poetry…not sonnets, I’ve always enjoyed that, but I finally got it, I finally understood what people fall in love with. It’s incredible. There are so many hidden meanings to discover. Last night reminded me of that first time I found a shiny, pink tile in our sandbox. The sandbox is often fun at face value, but when you discover the treasures hidden within, it becomes magical and every scoop becomes a sort of treasure hunt. If you don’t understand what I’m talking about, I will explain a little further. Growing up, we had a jungle gym in our yard that was in a huge sandbox. In the sandbox there were tiles, the largest being about 1″ x 1″ and when we discovered this (my little brother and I) it became our mission to find the tiles. Now that I’ve discovered poetry, I want to find the treasures within. The history of the authors, the words, the rhyme, the form, the sound…it’s all so deliberate and there is so much to be found within.

Next…My dad sent me flowers yesterday (a day early for Valentine’s Day) and they are beautiful. I know that flowers on Valentine’s Day may seem a bit cliche and foolish since we are buying into the marketing machine that has perpetuated the irrational spending on items that are normally half the cost, but I love them. I will always love getting flowers, especially lilies and roses and tulips and iris’. And it is so fun to have them on my desk at work. And I love Valentine’s Day, single or not. While I realize that is a contrived holiday, I love to watch people in love.

Third…Katie Melua’s version of “Just Like Heaven” and the XM version of Sting’s “Fields of Gold”. While I love the originals (The Cure did “Just Like Heaven” and I love The Cure), these two versions make me happy.

Fourth…I have decided to make a regular habit of volunteering at the Missionary Training Center on Wednesdays (when the French speaking missionaries do their time in the Training Resource Center). Today, of all days, I didn’t have time, but I had planned on it, so I didn’t take any homework with me to do on my lunch break. I knew that if I had, I wouldn’t have gone and I would have missed out on one of the best and most spiritual experiences that I have had in a long time. I will spare you the details (plus, while I do share so much about myself here, some things are too special to share on a public blog), but I will say that there is something so sweet about two 19-year-old boys who have decided to give two years of their lives to go out in the world and teach people about the thing that is most important to them, a thing that they hold so sacred, a thing that is so easily discarded or mocked. As I sat across from these two missionaries, humbled by their limited ability to speak a language they are just learning, I could feel of their desire to convey to me their feelings about the gospel of Jesus Christ.

Last (at least that I am going to share because I need to get to bed)…and a little less important…I went to see “Music and Lyrics” tonight with the girls. It was so cute. And, with my dreams of cutting my own little album someday, I always enjoy a movie about music of any sort, even the silly, chick-flick kind. I definitely recommend it.

baguettes…and logan echolls

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There’s this bakery off of State Street as your heading up the hill (500 West) from Provo into Orem. I have no idea what it’s called, but I went there today (all I know is that the sign read “boulangerie” and “patisserie” and anyone who has spent anytime in France knows and loves these two words). My stomach hadn’t been very happy and plain bread tends to be a good, safe bet.

Well, let me tell you. Never did I think I would find such a tasty baguette in Utah, but it was divine. One bite and I was back in Lyon, stepping into the boulangerie just outside of the Saxe-Gambetta metro stop. I tell you what, those 35 lbs that I gained on the mission (and can’t seem to keep off of me) were all worth it.

Somehow (probably because I wasn’t feeling well) I managed to resist the napoleons, palmiers, and pain au chocolat, but I don’t think I will be so lucky next time. This is one indulgence that will have to be reserved for special occasions, like after I run on Saturdays.

Oh, and digressing, I am in love with Logan Echolls (a fictitious character played by Jason Dohring on VM). He’s the total dreamy, bad boy…why do I like those types?

friday night confessions…sarah style

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My friend, Sarah, has a blog (see the link to the left) called “Confessions of a Twenty-Something Drama Queen” where she “confesses”, usually in lists of 10. And I like it, so I’m copying her today.

1. Work has been super busy this last week as I have been down two (sometimes three) employees over the last two weeks (I only have three) and, while it has been busy, I have been enjoying the fact that I was able to go it alone and I am loving the praises of me that are being sung. It’s true…I love being good at my job.

2. I went and saw Freedom Writers tonight and I really enjoyed it. Anytime I watch those types of inspirational movies (kids make it out of gangs to succeed) it makes me want to do something like that with my life…then I think about how long it would take me to get my teaching certificate, what it would cost and what I would make…and, well, I change my mind. But I do volunteer…or I’m trying to.

3. The cd exchange (you can read about that chez Sarah as well) is one of the best ideas ever. I came home to a new cd tonight (I’m listening to it right now) and it was such a happy surprise. I love music.

4. One of my student employees got back from her extended break today and I was so excited. As much as I love being praised, I like being able to get all of my job done even more. Plus, she’s just a fabulous employee…and she brought me gifts and who doesn’t love anything from Marks & Spencer, seriously?

5. I’m supposed to run 7 miles tomorrow, but I don’t really want to. I was using my consulting class as an excuse not to (we were going to meet tomorrow), but now we’re not meeting tomorrow, so I really have no excuse.

6. I’m addicted to Veronica Mars and can’t wait for the new episode on Tuesday. And I’m excited that I’m hooking other people. It’s a very clever show.

7. I love my accounting class. It’s how my mind works. I think business is the way to go for me.

8. I am loving my new haircut and color (pics coming soon). It is so fun. I’m figuring out all of the different ways I can style it. Today it was diffused with some barrel curls–super sassy, and who doesn’t love a sassy blond…and I don’t just mean the hair?

9. We are covering poetry in my English class and I am less than excited. I wish that I would have just taken the final the first go around of this class…although I do love my professor, so that helps.

10. I’m so excited to sleep in tomorrow. I can’t sleep super late because I have hours of homework and I’m going out tomorrow night, but I will love not hearing an alarm at 5:30. Happy, happy thoughts…and on that note, I’m off to bed.

the illusion of illness

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I wish I could say it was only an illusion, that I’m a hypochondriac who always thinks she’s sick…but something about the hacking cough, running nose, sore throat and lack of voice make me thing that this isn’t just in my head. I could be wrong, though.

I had great plans for New Year’s Eve–friends, fondue and fun–and now my dreams are ruined because I have the worst cold I have had in years. It’s probably the flu, but I’m not ready to admit that just yet. My nose is stuffed and running at the same time (the joys of two nostrils), my throat is killing, my ears are ringing, I am hot, then cold, then hot again. I cough constantly. My chest hurts and I have no voice. I hate being sick. Thankfully, it doesn’t happen very often and it makes me appreciate how healthy I am normally, but why, oh why, did I have to wake up sick at the beginning of a three-day-weekend?

Truthfully, I wasn’t feeling good yesterday, but I don’t believe in being sick, so I went to work anyway. Silly me. And if this were during the week, I would consider going to work, except that at this job people actually want you to take sick time when you’re sick. Apparently, they don’t think it’s fun to contract whatever illness you have because you’re a workaholic. Weird! Maybe if I’d stayed home yesterday, I wouldn’t be so sick today. Maybe I’ll believe that I get sick one of these days.

The good news is that I got “The Devil Wears Prada” for Christmas, and even though I watched it last night, I don’t think I could ever get sick of watching those clothes. They are fabulous. The closest I come is my cute Gucci sunglasses (there’s a picture on here somewhere). But I can dream, right?

Well, I think I’ll lay down now, as my head is starting to feel a little light. I hope you all have a fantastic New Year’s Eve and you think of me, hacking my lungs up, blowing my nose, wishing I could play with you. (For not believing I get sick, I do an excellent job of milking the situation, n’est–ce pas?)