A couple of days ago [months] Megan tagged me. I’m finally doing it. Yay me. It may not be fun, and they aren't that strange. But they're about me!
(1)Although I usually do like to receive voicemails, I’m a slacker when it comes to *checking* my voicemail. I sometimes have messages on my phone for a couple of days before I listen to them. Shame on me! (2) I’m a fan of Superman ever since I started watching Smallville. I love Clark Kent! (3) I have a police phobia. This could be credited to the time I was pulled over twice over a three day period. Or maybe it was the time two cops came after me at once. Either way, anytime I catch a flash of light out of my peripheral vision or a bright-lighted sign changes colors in my rearview mirror, I can't help taking quick apprehensive reconnaissance. (4) I read my daily dose of comics everyday, compliments of my dashboard widget. A couple of the daily usuals are Pickles, Garfield, Pearls Before Swine, Zits, and Dilbert.(5) I sing songs from old musicals in the shower (6) I don’t think text messaging gives me a good reason throw out punctuation, grammar, and spelling. (7) I love overcast and rainy days.
Are you still here? Now you can go research toast. I’m sure it’ll be much more interesting :)
Friday, November 21, 2008
Saturday, November 01, 2008
I Love Halloween!
Last night I remembered how much I love All Hallows Eve. Samantha and I dressed up to attend a party. I borrowed Annj's muu muu from her mission and Sam used a cave woman costume I wore a couple years ago. I think we looked pretty cute! I even scooped up some ashes out of the fireplace for Sam to rub all over her body. I had to persuade her at first, but then she was rubbing the ashes on herself with just as much enthusiasm as me :)


I loved seeing all of the costumes around town! And I recommend reading up on the history of Halloween at history.com. Pretty cool stuff.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Onions and Sauce

I had the morning off last Friday. Not missing an opportunity to use my skills, Mom asked me to chop up some onions and celery for the spaghetti sauce she would make later that afternoon. And me, having a newfound love of chopping up vegetables since watching Rachael Ray agreed to do it for her. I tackled the onions first. I had to take a break four times. Ow! And putting a bowl of water nearby does not help (where did I hear that old wives tale? I probably heard a tip similar, couldn't remember it and put my own spin on it. A spin that didn't work...) My eyes just kept watering and stinging, I'd wiped them 3 times before I took this flattering and attractive picture of me. I'm sure if any of you have cut onions, you feel my pain. Know of a way to avoid this discomfort? Do share :)
And then the time when we got to mix everything together. I believe the recipe might be a little too much for the pot (See below). We got to eat the sauce of our labors on Sunday. Yum!
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Zach and Anya
Saturday, October 25, 2008
It Makes Me Laugh
A couple of other times when I was glad I had a camera:
I went to Wal*Mart the day the Emma Smith movie came out. Another movie also came out that day and was displayed next to it. Talk about your black and white! (I'm mostly shooting in the dark here, I've never seen "Sex in the City". I'm just guessing from the title).

It's too little to read, but at the bottom of the Babylon movie advertisement it says, "Sex in the City : Absolute Perfection". Ha
Friday, October 24, 2008
Loaded
Sometimes, I'm really glad that I have my powershot with me (Well, I ALWAYS have it with me, but charged batteries in the camera is another story). The day I was in the K-mart parking lot was one of those sometimes.
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Happy Birthday Heidi
I was cleaning my closet a couple weeks ago and was going through some old school papers. (Old, eh, it was only a year ago...) And I found this in my notes. Look, Heidi! I remembered you in my class!! Hope you feel special. Happy Birthday Heidi. You are amazing, I look up to you in so many different ways, and I love you!

Looks like it was a fascinating day in Business for Art Majors...
Looks like it was a fascinating day in Business for Art Majors...
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Dan and Allison
Thursday, September 18, 2008
A Date with Frank
As I left work Tuesday night, one of my co-workers asked me what I had planned for that night. I only felt minimally ashamed of my lame life when I replied "Nothin' ". Then trying to compensate for my non-life, I told her I was creative and I'd find something to do.
That something came in the form of "Hey Sam, (my roommate) What are you doing tonight? She didn't have big plans either, so I suggested going out shooting. Sam is a student at BYU-Idaho and started this semester as a Photography Major. (Though, she tells me she is going to change it to something different so that she can actually get a job after she graduates. I don't know how she got that idea...) She loved it the idea.
As we were driving out I commented on her windshield. "Do you have any windshield washer juice? I can barely see". Her reply to the question was negatory. I told her we probably had some in the garage at my parents house we could fill her cars needs with. I needed to pick up some stuff there anyways. We'd just make a quick stop and be on our way. It was a quick stop, but we didn't head on our way.
When we pulled in Jason was out in the driveway (where I usually find him these days) with his friend, Tyler. They were admiring FrankenJeep, Frank for short. Frank is the Jeep Jason bought to rip apart and put back together. I'm amazed at all that he's done to it so far, it is going to be Sweeet! when he completes the project.
Sam and I hopped in the back conspicuously hoping for a spin at the same time Jason turned and started walking away. I commented to Sam, "What does a girl have to do around here to get a ride?" Jason turned around with a smile on his face, and came back telling us he would gift us with a ride around the block. We got halfway around the block before Tyler commented to Jason, "Hey, let's take this where I broke my differential." Mmmm...Okay!
Quickly, we were turned around and heading towards the Menan Butte. I was already regretting leaving my camera behind. It turned out to be one of the best jeepin' trips I've ever been on! It was so much fun! So much for that quick trip to Burton, although I didn't have any objection to it, neither did Sam. I loved that there aren't any doors on this Jeep, it totally adds so much to the experience. I could reach out and touch the rocks we were riding though, getting in and out was easy, and I could smell the sagebrush we were riding through. We all got so dusty! By the end of the trip, Sam's white shirt was closer to brown and we were all chewing sand for our nighttime snack. Many times throughout the night I was repeatedly disappointed at myself for not grabbing my camera as Jason climbed rocks and got in some pretty crazy places.
When it got dark we headed back to Burton. I was enjoying the night air with the great ventilation Frank offers and talking to Sam, when all of the sudden, it got quieter. Tyler had shut of the engine (he had taken over the driving). The engine was overheating. We coasted until we came to a complete stop. Jason and Tyler both got out to look under the hood. A couple minutes later and they were still checking out the engine. I decided to get out and view the damage as well. Everything under the hood was wet. I don't know a lot about engines, but I knew that wasn't good. Something blew up in the engine somewhere (see?). The wet everywhere was anti-freeze.
Obviously we had to get home somehow. We were still about maybe 10 miles away? The pushing began. I didn't even mind pushing Frank, I secretly thought it was kind of fun to be honest. We pushed it maybe a mile, and then Jason's other friend, Bryce, came with his big diesel truck and towed us home. Thank goodness Jason has good friends with big trucks :)
Here is a picture of Sam and I taken after the trip. We were a lot dustier than we look in the picture. I was still getting dirt out of my ears this morning!
And that was the end of our impromptu adventure! Thanks Jason for the exciting time! Can't wait till next time when I WILL be prepared with my camera!
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Out with the Old, In with the New
About a month ago I went looking at cars. I was planning on going to Missouri with my family, so I just wanted to get an idea of what I wanted to buy so I could think more seriously about while on our vacation. Who would know that I would actually get suckered in that very day into buying one. ( I still don't know if I've forgiven that salesman yet) It was just so cute!
When I got home from vacation, it was time to sell my stalwart Dodge Shadow that I have been driving around for the past 3 years. My dad and I both advertised it in various places on the internet and in the Thrifty Nickle.
When I got that car, we bought it for $1,100. Now looking to sell the car, Dad looked it up on Nada, and the low price for my car was a $1,200. I was thinking we could only get $800 out of it. Still we posted it at this sum, thinking we would use this extra price range for haggling purposes. The car did need new tires anyways.
Last Wednesday, I watched my John Deere "Git 'r done" bumper sticker drive away, a supplementary bonus thrown in with the final non- questioned $1,200 sold price. Not too shabby, eh? Buy a car at $1,100, drive it for three years, and sell it for $1,200. That's probably the cheapest car I'll ever have owned! :)
My new car is a 2007 Chevrolet Cobalt. And although it's not as nice as the Physician's Assistant's little run-around car, a 2008 Corolla S (He describes it as a cheap car with no power or get up and go) It still makes me happy :)
Monday, May 12, 2008
Right on time, but...
I had talked with a friend earlier this week. Before we said good bye she asked if I was still planning on attending her baby shower on Saturday. I hadn't yet decided yet, but told her that I would be there. Now I had to go. I was committed. 1:30 on Saturday, I'd be there.
On Saturday I drove down to Rigby. The house the shower was being held at was easy enough to find. I had passed the subdivision many times on my way to Ty's house. I started feeling a bit hesitant when I observed the lack of cars in the driveway. I checked the time. 1:30 on the dot. "I'm on time, and everyone else must be late, everyone." I reasoned.
I walked up to the door. A middle-aged lady answered. I asked, "Hi, is this where the shower is at?" She looked at me kind of oddly. Then her eyes lit up. "Rebekah's?" Yes! I had hope.
"Oh, that's next week", she told me.
I felt just a little stupid. But, it didn't end up being so bad. I had a nice conversation with her. She is a very pleasant person. She had Josh Groban cranked on in the room, and I thought that was funny. Once she found out I'm a photographer, she wanted to show me some of her shots. Come around next week, it'll be like we're old buds.
On Saturday I drove down to Rigby. The house the shower was being held at was easy enough to find. I had passed the subdivision many times on my way to Ty's house. I started feeling a bit hesitant when I observed the lack of cars in the driveway. I checked the time. 1:30 on the dot. "I'm on time, and everyone else must be late, everyone." I reasoned.
I walked up to the door. A middle-aged lady answered. I asked, "Hi, is this where the shower is at?" She looked at me kind of oddly. Then her eyes lit up. "Rebekah's?" Yes! I had hope.
"Oh, that's next week", she told me.
I felt just a little stupid. But, it didn't end up being so bad. I had a nice conversation with her. She is a very pleasant person. She had Josh Groban cranked on in the room, and I thought that was funny. Once she found out I'm a photographer, she wanted to show me some of her shots. Come around next week, it'll be like we're old buds.
Friday, May 09, 2008
Blogging Fever
It has begun. On the first night after my decision to become a regular blogger, I laid awake at night with ideas running through my head of what I could write about, new pictures I could add, etc. It's already addictive. Now I just need something interesting to write about.
I went to Institute yesterday. I went to "Teachings of the Living Prophets". The instructor divided us into groups, and as everyone was meeting together, I found this the opportune moment to slip out. Don't think that about me, I did go to another class, D&C. Good class, good thoughts, but the reason I am telling this occured after class. I kid, Langston ("You can remember it better if you write it down" -direct quote) came over to me and started, how should I saw this, started mimicking some sort of growling animal.
Oddly enough, I didn't exactly know how to respond to this. So I just stared at him and followed this wise advice: "just smile and nod". So I did. Some dialogue was exchanged between us.
K: "What are you doing?"
Langston: "Being wierd".
K. "You accomplish this very well. Good to see you again".
He left. I laughed.
This is not the first encounter I have had with this Langston. A little shy of a year ago we both attended the same canoe trip. I was standing on the shore of the river afterwards talking with a friend, when all of the sudden my head was hit aggressively. I looked around, and there was Langston.
"There was a fly in your hair," the owner of the wacking hand said (aka Langston).
"How very thoughtful of you. Thank you Langston". I pleasantly replied with a smile (some people can't help it.
It makes me wonder at times, am I single because I am wierd? Scary thoughts.
I went to Institute yesterday. I went to "Teachings of the Living Prophets". The instructor divided us into groups, and as everyone was meeting together, I found this the opportune moment to slip out. Don't think that about me, I did go to another class, D&C. Good class, good thoughts, but the reason I am telling this occured after class. I kid, Langston ("You can remember it better if you write it down" -direct quote) came over to me and started, how should I saw this, started mimicking some sort of growling animal.
Oddly enough, I didn't exactly know how to respond to this. So I just stared at him and followed this wise advice: "just smile and nod". So I did. Some dialogue was exchanged between us.
K: "What are you doing?"
Langston: "Being wierd".
K. "You accomplish this very well. Good to see you again".
He left. I laughed.
This is not the first encounter I have had with this Langston. A little shy of a year ago we both attended the same canoe trip. I was standing on the shore of the river afterwards talking with a friend, when all of the sudden my head was hit aggressively. I looked around, and there was Langston.
"There was a fly in your hair," the owner of the wacking hand said (aka Langston).
"How very thoughtful of you. Thank you Langston". I pleasantly replied with a smile (some people can't help it.
It makes me wonder at times, am I single because I am wierd? Scary thoughts.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Friends
Comparing my blog to others, I have found a notable difference. Mine is lacking. I am lacking groupies. I want friends too! How do I connect my blog to other blogs?
A new post, a new look
by popular (2, but who's counting?) demand, I'm going to become a more avid blogger. Here's to you. Now all of you will be allowed view into my not so exciting life!! Yay :)
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