dilemma of distraction…

I don’t know if I’ve explained this in here, but I am a very, very busy girl. I work full-time. I’m taking eight credits. I’m training (although not very diligently) for a half-marathon next weekend. I’m researching business schools for application in the fall. I’ve been helping with the invitations for my mission reunion (yes, it’s been a few years since my mission, but it’s kind of ten year anniversary thing for my mission president). And I have a relatively active social life. The last thing I need is a distraction. I’ve successfully avoided the distraction of men which has been easy enough considering the last year of my life. I like t.v., but other than VM, I’m not attached to it. In fact, I don’t think I’ve watched any this week, seeing as how VM was not on. Movies are enjoyable, but that’s two hours out of my life once or twice a month.

But this week, I made a big mistake. Sarah loves these two books by Stephenie Meyer: Twilight and New Moon. My intention was not to read either of them until after this semester was over. I’m taking an English class, for heaven’s sake. As if I don’t have enough reading to do. Anyway, during my lunch break on Tuesday, I decided that for one day this week, I wanted to spend my lunch break not doing homework or meeting with a group or volunteering at the MTC (oh, I forgot to mention that one), so I went upstairs to the bookstore on campus and picked up Twilight (the first of the two). I read my entire lunch break and I was hooked. And since I’m obsessed with the darn things (books, that is), I purchased it.

Now, just to paint a picture of what my week was like, I had a group presentation in my English class, along with a lot of reading to do, one pre-lecture assignment, a lecture, two lessons and three quizzes in Accounting, and two group meetings for my consulting class…and everything involved in preparing for those, along with sending out the invitations for my mission reunion and work. Not a slow week. So, what did I do? Well, I came home every night and did my homework and then began to read, most nights around 11 pm, and I read until I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer. I finished the almost 500 page book this morning at 3 am. The end intense enough to keep my wide awake, despite the overwhelming fatigue of such a busy week and not enough sleep.

All I can say is that included in my errands today will be a trip to the bookstore to pick up New Moon. That, and I am in love with a vampire named Edward. Oh, and one more thing, don’t pick up the book unless you are prepared to immerse yourself in it. The story takes hold of you, consumes you and doesn’t let go. (Well, maybe if you’re not a reader, that’s not true…but I don’t know what that’s like).

dilemmas of the cool factor…

So, I went to lunch with some of my friends today…the roomies, Kelly and Sungti (Jen already had plans with work people) at The Happy Sumo for sushi. I love that I have friends up here who like sushi. As we were sitting at lunch I was thinking about how much I enjoy these particular friends. I thought (and then proceeded to say out loud, which seems to be my totally embarrassing habit), “You are the cool friends that I always wanted.” You can imagine the laughter that ensued…but it’s true.

Sarah (who always looks fabulous…she’s inspired me to wear heels with jeans), Richard (our favorite entertainer) and Kelly (who just moved here from Chicago–need I say more?) are all designers at American Crafts , this great scrapbook company. Sungti is heading to school for his PhD in the fall and he’s from Taiwan—that alone makes him cool. And Jennifer (not at lunch, but she’s the thread that strung us all together…and she’s married to Sungti) has her master’s and is just this amazing person I have envied since our freshman year in college.

I wonder if most people feel the way I do at times, or if there are people out there who just think, “Yes, everyone should want to be me or at least be friends with me.” I look at my friends and think, “They have to know how fabulous they are.” Maybe it’s just in the way we, as humans, compare our weaknesses with others’ strengths. Maybe it’s the way we always admire the qualities we lack or wish we had, because we are so used to our own qualities that we find them boring and ordinary. I have had so many amazing opportunities in my life and done so many amazing things, and yet I still find myself envying (in a good way) those who are different than me. And I wonder if there are those out there who look at me and think, “I wish my life was more like hers.” My assumption, of course, is that there are not, but the more I thought about it today, the more I questioned.

html dilemmas…resolved

It was really bothering me that I didn’t know how to create a link without posting the whole URL. Most of my super cool friends know how to do it and I suppose I could have asked one of them, had I ever thought to do so, but I hadn’t. So, this morning I decided to look at the Help stuff to see if I could figure it out and I did. I went back to this post and edited it so that now the links are beautiful and clean. And now I can link you to this post , which I think captures my feelings about blogging very well (although I didn’t write it). I am so excited! A dilemma resolved. Now I just need to figure out how to see how people access my blog. One dilemma at a time.

baby dilemmas…

Here’s the dilemma…How can I ever hope to have children as cute as the ones that my siblings have? And I’m not just talking about looks, their personalities are adorable.

Here is a photo journal of our weekend adventures…and while I do like to snap the photos, I had strict instructions from my brother to take lots of pictures since they were going to be gone for a whole weekend. Yep, he is one loved child.

Here we go:

Playing in the snow on a beautiful day in Utah. He would put his hand in it and then shake it and shake it because he didn’t like the snow sticking to it. It was hilarious.

Running around outside, enjoying the sunshine, snow and fresh air.

Funniest little grin…

Shopping at Target with his bag of bananas and strawberries, dehydrated to dissolving perfection. Really, the reason I include this picture is to document the “Andersen tongue”, a phenomenon that occurs upon intense concentration. He hasn’t yet perfected it, as this is not a moment of intense concentration, but I’m pretty sure he was focused on a little bat that Sarah was waving around in an effort to get him to look at me so I could take a picture.

Ten minutes of bundling for five minutes of play. Such is the way with little ones. He was not a big fan of the mittens, or the snow that stuck to them. He managed to shake the mittens right off so many times that I finally gave up and let him play until I could tell his hands were cold. But it was well worth the bundling to see him in his snow gear.

And he found a mound of snow to sit on…he seriously navigated it for about a minute before finally managing to sit down. It was so funny to watch. Toddlers really are like toys for grownups. The only problem is that you have to feed them and change their diapers.

And then we baked cookies…well, I baked and he ate. He definitely has the Andersen sweet tooth. Although, I’m pretty sure his mom suffers from the same disease. He really didn’t stand a chance.Trying to feed me while I was snapping photos.His little teeth are my favorite. They are coming in so randomly.

Time to clean up after all of the fun. He loves his bath. I had to finally just drain it to get him out.