Linkin Park After Dark

You know how in some movies girls have perma lip gloss? Like in "The Stranger" when the main girl is frantically hiding and trying to get away from the creeper in the house but somehow she manages to ALWAY have lip gloss on? Well, I would never wish for perma lip gloss but I do wish that my nails could be perma "Linkin Park After Dark."

Slap two coats of this baby on and you've got the 'not quite black but perfect shade of purp' look!

I'm boring I suppose. I've gone through three of these bottles since I fell in love with the color and I'm out--AGAIN. I've been wearing dark blue for a couple weeks and I've over it. But It would be nice for it to just stay on all the time. Painting the nails once a week gets annoying but I feel like I have man hands when I don't. Therefore... Linkin Park it is!

Oh and in the name of Linkin Park and for good times sake:

Lately:

-I've been thinking of adding "unprofessional therapist" to my resume. Unprofesh because I didn't go to school for it of course.

-I've had the strangest dreams about Cappie from Greek the last couple of nights. His character is strangely attractive and for some reason I like all of the rings he wears. Weird.


-I've been trying to grow out my hair and I think that I've officially reached "medium" length. Woot Yeah! Oh and my bangs can almost be tucked behind my ear... Maybe it's time to stop being the frumpy frumpster and cut and highlight it. But I'm kind of digging the length. We'll see.

-Everyday I get more and more excited for my baby nephew to come!!!!!!

-Cole and I have had the weirdest conversations. Of course I bring up the most random topics. Today we talked about how you shouldn't give people the "finger" aka: flip people off but if you do... do you tuck your thumb in or stick it out? I'm not sure if each way means something different. Then we decided that it doesn't matter because we don't flip people off. Solved. Although I think it has more of a dramatic effect when people stick their thumb out when doing the gesture. gangster? idk. Who cares.

-I've been especially amazed this week by how things can be going one way and then all of a sudden life as you know it has been changed forever. I've noticed moments like this recently in my life and in the lives of some of my closest friends and family. IE: my sister moving back to Idaho this weekend and my dearest friend who proposed to his love a few days ago:) These are changes in my life as well but they are good changes and I couldn't be more happy!

(side note, "Life as we know it" the movie...super cute. Umm.. Hello Josh Duhamel!!..still can't believe he's married to Fergie.)


-I may or may not have used youtube in the last few days to help me gain a new skill. HA. In the works.

-There are songs that I can play over and over again because the lyrics explain exactly how I feel about life and what not. But as much as I LOVE music I've realized that sometimes you have to turn off the music, listen to your own voice and realize that this is real life. I don't do it too often but it's in those quiet moments that I can really evaluate the way things are going and remember that life isn't as dramatic as I make it seem sometimes.


-I've learned... hardly anyone goes to FHE when there is a "Speaker." ESPECIALLY if there is a Jazz Game on. I missed that memo.

-Today's lessons: The key to trust is communication....

SLOW down.

Cole and I went out to lunch yesterday and we decided to sit at the table right next to this couple who CLEARLY were on their first date. I tried to mind my own business but I just couldn't help myself.

Here's the scenario:

First date.

Guy: white male. brown hair. average.
Girl: tan female. dark long hair. (let's just say, he did better in the combo).

Here's a little snippet of how the convo went down: *Note* the guy talked faster than any guy I've ever talked too and jumped to different tangents just as fast...

Guy: Do you love Rascal Flats Sam?
Girl: I LOVE Rascal--
Guy: No way Sam, I love Rascal Flats. I have all of their CD's and listen to them in the shower. no Joke. Oh wow, you have such white teeth. seriously.
Girl: oh, thanks!
Guy: I'm so glad that you decided to come out with me. I mean, all the other girls in the ward think that I'm just a player or something. seriously. I'm totally not a player. But I can just see that you aren't like the other girls. I mean I wasn't planning on being this open with you. You're just so easy to talk to. I hope you're not freaked out that I'm so open.

*little toddler walks by...

Guy: oh my goodness I love kids, sam. Seriously. One of my best friends has a little boy and even they call me Uncle Derrick. The first time I saw him I held him for 2 hours. 2 hours Sam! I wouldn't even let anyone else hold him. I just love kids.

*Scene.

GAHHH... I could barely concentrate on eating my lunch. I couldn't get over this guy and how all over the place he was. I mean, sure we've all had our fair share of awkward conversations. Sometimes we slip and say things that we don't mean or we stammer a little. We may be nervous but really!? I may not be an expert on "normalcy" but I do know these things:

1.) Even though I love hearing people call me by my name randomly in a conversation....doing it over and over again is weird and starts to feel insincere.
2.) Even when nervous, ALWAYS let the other person talk. If you ask them a question, let them finish and let the conversation flowwwww.
3.) Don't try to one-up everything the other person says. It's annoying and it just makes me want to get up and leave without saying anything or to make up bizzare stories just so I can one-up you right back. just sayin.
4.) I don't think it's necessary to prove that you love kids on the first date. That's like your date to mother your childen right there. Sure, you can say that you like kids but let's leave it at that for the first date.
5.) Slow down!

Oh but props to the kid for going on a date. Good for you ;)

D Box.

Remember seeing Avatar in 3D...oh excuse me, REAL D, and how amazing it was. The colors seemed more vibrant and I distinctly remember being so excited about feeling as though I could reach out and touch one of the seeds of Eywa. I mean, really, they were right in front of your face.

I've seen other movies in 3D since then, yes, including the JB movie but since Avatar the 3D just seems to leave me less than satisfied.

Well, forget 3D! Today the bro and I decided we were going to spend the extra cash to have a "D-Box" experience at the theater. Never heard of D box? Check out the 30 second clip below:



I think the only thing I didn't care for about the whole D box experience is the fact that there are only two rows and there are other people in regular seats watching the movie behind you. I would think that would be distracting to see the seats in front of you thrashing around but whatever. It was pretty sweet and I was so involved in the movie that I quickly forgot about the awkwardness.

Of course I don't think you need these for every movie but for a great action movie, it's really neat. Cole and I decided to see "I am Number Four" which is a great movie in itself but I really felt like I was in the movie. I felt like I was falling, I could feel thunder, the waves in the water, the aftershock of explosions and had to grab my mouth a couple of times so I wouldn't scream because I was so startled. Let's not forget to mention that when I walked out of the theater I kind of thought that I had powers. Just sayin... (but let's face the fact that I usually feel that way in movies. Just like after watching Green Hornet when I thought I could open up a can on anyone who crossed my path or in Step Up 2 and 3 when I automatically thought I was a break dancer?) Whatev. It was cool!

Aside from the D Box experience I thoroughly enjoyed this boy--Alex Pettyfer: Um. Gorgeous.

Oh and let's not forget to mention Glee's Dianna Agron as his love interest. She did a fabulous job.

Over all it was a great film and I can't wait for the next one! I recommend seeing it even if you don't go the D Box route. Just prepare yourself for some nasty looking alien people...for real.

Bieber Fever

My coworker sent this to me at work today with a note that said:

This is you :)

I don't care if everyone knows that I love JB. For the record i'm not IN love with him. I just love how talented he is and the fact that he "NEVER SAID NEVER" and reached for his goals. Wow. Cheesy. Maybe I am this girl in the pic?...I've purchased a bunch of his music, cried in his movie, watched him play in the All Star Celeb game, stayed up late last night to watch him on CSI and started calling ANY guy who wears his hood for no reason "Justin Bieber." Whatevs. The kid is super talented.

Mixing Paints.

I may not be good when it comes to painting, but I could sit and mix paints for hours. My favorite thing to do is to take pure white paint and mix small amounts of black making different shades of Grey.


I love Grey. It's always been interesting to me that there are so many different shades of Grey and that each one is so unique and beautiful.

So why, in life, do people say that there is only Black and White and no Grey areas? I mean, we know that's not true when it comes to paint. So does that mean you can choose to obey the rules a little here and a little there and sit on the edge?


Lately I've been faced with some situations in my own life and in the lives of others where i've questioned if it's OK to sit in the Grey for a while. I've come to the conclusion that I've spent most of my life working toward getting out of the Grey--the indecision. I am working toward adding the white and getting rid of some of the gunk but it's hard sometimes!


I can face the fact that no one is perfect; I'm definitely not! But I do know that there are some situations where it's got to be either you're in or you're out, you are or you're not...especially when other people's feelings are on the line (sorry, very passionate about this today!)


To those people who always seem to sit in the Grey in the most important decisions of their lives... Pull it together! You are the artist of your own life. Choose the color you want to use, commit to it and make it the best darn painting it can be. If you slip up, own it and fix it. Don't waste months or even years trying to decide what color you are going to use or being so cautious that you never take risks....If you do, you are only risking the chance to paint/create something beautiful.

Uhaul=Death.

I've always wondered what it would be like to "move home." After reaching the goal of graduating college, which I still can't believe a did about a year ago, my goal was to get a job that would prepare me for the next step in life. I'm still not sure what that is just yet but don't worry, I'm working on big things. Maybe that will lead me back home to the Treasure Valley someday, but as of yet.. that's just not in the cards.

However..The big sis Jamie has made that step with her little family. This weeked the whole family was together to help unload the 26ft Uhaul of all their "stuff." Let's just say.. good thing I don't like keeping things around because I would NEVER want to move again if I had as much stuff as they do. Yeah, yeah, I know it adds up over the years and they have a whole family they were moving, but it's crazy how much stuff you can accumulate over time!

Since James and Regan had to follow in their pickup to get the 4 Wheeler down, I guess Jamie decided it was the perfect time for Sibling bonding? No joke. All three of us piled into the uhaul and hit the road to Star, Idaho going 70 mph MAX. It was awful. I mean, I love the bro and sis but really?! We were crammed in that thing. Coles legs jammed into the dash, me in the middle with no where to rest my head and Jamie freaking out because her seatbelt kept locking. Uhaul=death.



Once we arrived it wasn't so bad. We helped them unload the uhaul into this cute little house in a Subdivision off Can Ada Road. (thank goodness for the 3 little Russian movers who packed the uhaul in Utah because we never would have been able to cram as much stuff as they did in that thing).



That was about the extent of the weekend. No kidding. I mean, sure I went to church, watched a couple of movies with the Rents, had a conversation with my grandma about "sacred parts" and other unmentionables... but that was about it! It was a quick trip and I hate that they are moving away from me. But I'm happy they they are going to be in Idaho and that they can raise their family in that area. Because, let's face it...Things just feel better in Idaho. Maybe someday I'll be back there but for now, I will just say, Congrats Jamie on the move! And dear Mom and Dad.. I'll probably be coming home more often to visit the baby.. I mean you too of course!

I feel famous knowing you.

Do you have one of those friends who you just know is going to be famous one day?

I DO!

To this friend, congrats on yesterday's success! I'm so happy for you and so glad we are such good friends. Love ya :)

I love tiny things.

I was searching for a "mini pig in a blanket" recipe for my first Layton Birthday party I'm throwing on monday (I know, who needs a recipe for that.. but I had a legit reason) and as I was typing it into google, I got to "Mini pig..." and a bunch of pictures of teacup pigs came up.

OMG.




Normally I'm opposed to house pets... I mean, I like pets, I just wouldn't want them in my home for numorous reasons (no offense to the billions of pet owners who differ) but for some reason I adore these tea cup pigs. I went through a phase a couple of years ago where I wanted one so bad. Of course I would never get one.. it goes back to the whole "house pet" thing but still. They are strangely adorable. I just want to pick one up and carry it around in my pocket.

I wish I could buy one and keep it at a friends' house or something and just go visit once a week or something. ugh! THAT would be the perfect pet scenario. That way it's getting love during the week but then I still get to enjoy it.

hmm..... I guess I'll just stick to the mini "pig in a blanket" instead.

High Expectations.

WHen I was little if someone said something rude to me I would always stomp off and go to my room or go outside for a walk...usually crying. Of course, my hope would be that the particular person who ticked my off and was rude would follow me to apologize. There were quite a few times when I would end up just falling asleep because no one came. I mean, do these people not understand me? I suppose I have high expectations. But really I think they know me but they stopped following me because I did it a lot and they were sick of playing that game with the drama queen.

Last night I ended up going to my room at like 9:30 because I was upset/ticked about something the brother said to me... dumb of course. I thought.. Oh, well maybe he will realize that I'm super ticked off and come in and apologize. Didn't happen. Again, he's been my brother for 20+ years, he knows how I am.

I fell asleep ticked but mostly because I was so easily offended and I don't like getting in tiffs with anyone. In fact, I woke up thinking that my day was going to be awful because we weren't going to talk. I was getting ready to walk out the door and I saw this...




Yes, My brother is one of my Best Friends and silly me to think that a stupid thing would last longer than one night, it never does. Sometimes we say things that we don't mean to the people who mean the most to us.. it just happens but it's reassuring to know that my family will always be there for me no matter what. They know me. They love me even though I'm crazy sometimes. I love them terribly and wouldn't be the person I am without them. They mean the world to me and nothing can and will ever change that. The end.