I Run To You

The other night I had a dream where I was chasing a black man, and as a universal truth, you ain't going to out run a black man; but the funny part was when I woke myself up because I was actually running in bed. Lying down, of course. Although, it would make for an even greater story if I had stood up and was running on my bed. But then I might have run off of it and hurt myself and not been able to write this post. The Lord works in mysterious ways.

My doppelganger?

Today, I played the piano in Sunday school and Relief Society and got more "face time" than I usually do in single's ward. After relief society a girl that I haven't met before came up to me and said "Oh my gosh. You remind me so much of this one celebrity. She was on "Yes Man," you know, Zooey Deschanel. You even talk like her!"

The funny thing is, this is not the first time someone has told me this. Besides being called Reba (the country singer) by a 4 year old, I have never been told I look like any other celebrities...except Zooey. A good handful and a half of people have told me this. Hey, I'm totally flattered, she's a pretty lady (not saying I'm at her beauty level or anything). I do like her in movies; she's somewhat quirky and let's be honest, I'm somewhat quirky. She's also a singer (which I am not) but has a unique sound. And that, my friends, is my supposed doppelganger. 

Mission Inn

I have been gathering more "photo letters" so that I can create better "photo letter collages" and perhaps "sell" them (I decided to put sell in apostrophes because I didn't want it to feel left out). My mom and I went to Mission Inn, an old hotel/resort in Riverside, California; to find more letters. I went to Pasadena on Tuesday, and I should probably put some pictures up from that as well. These aren't photo letters, but they show how cool this place is. I went with the black and white theme to take you back to the olden days. Something like that. Oh, and the top photo was an antique store that I liked the name of.

They were decorating for Christmas and had these giant plastic candles. Basically, Jack probably couldn't jump over these. 

Sometimes I do love living in California.

Why get a dog when you could get a Croc!

Um, I just don't know what to say about this. 

Messed up then, messed up now

Today I was thinking about dumb things we do or think as kids. I remember we went to this museum when I was in 3rd grade. They were telling us how the ladies would wear fancy hats, and to hold them in place they would stick these huge pins into their heads.

I took it literally that they stuck these great long pins into their heads (not their hair, which is what they would actually do) and I remembered raising my hand and asking again for clarification that they would stick the pins into their heads, and the lady looked at me like "well duh, where else were they going to put them?" The image that came into my head was women with blood running down their heads as they painfully pushed the pins deeper and deeper into their brains. Just goes to show you I was born strange.

A dream is a wish your brain makes

I read this on msn's site, and thought it was interesting:

"Can you vividly recall your dreams each morning? Your sleep style indicates that you are likely highly creative in your waking life.
"People with an intensely high level of dream recall have something called 'thin borders,'" says James Pagel, M.D., director of the Sleepworks Laboratory in Colorado Springs, Colo. "That means that for them, everything is in shades of gray, there's not whole lot of black or white. They’re not purely Democrats or Republicans; they are not quite asleep or awake; and they define much of their lives in that way."
Such people tend to be odd and quirky—and although most are perfectly normal, they are at higher risk than others for schizophrenia."

What I'm trying to say is; make sure I don't get schizophrenia.

Sister Art

My mom needed me to make a gift for her sisters as they were having a sister's reunion/quilting extravaganza this weekend. I have been taking pictures of "letters" of the alphabet, as found in the world around me. Remember how Sesame Street does that for the letter of the day? These are their last names, and technically the letters should all be in one line for easier reading, but due to space and money limitations, this was the next best thing. See if you can figure out the letters. And if you want one for yourself, let me know and I can send you the files.

 

Cowley

Hatch

(The star is just a filler. You have any better ideas?)

 

Kellis

(When I was doing this project last minute, I realized I didn't have any Ks. So the K here was really an R, and I photoshopped out my brother and then cropped it to a K. O K?)

 

Moon

 

Shumway

Stringham

Warne

Oh, and the borders aren't necessarily the same width all the way around because I had to fit everything on an 8x10 fit. Printing larger than 8x10 can get pricey.

Broccoli and Blogs

I finally finished Rachael and Job's blog.

It took so long because 1.After hours and tears and broccoli induced gas (okay, so last part was TMI, and actually it had nothing to due with the overdueness of the blog, but it sounded cool at the time), I learned that you should not use Photobucket as an image host service. I used ImageShack, and once I did that, well the heavens were open my friends. It all had to do with the background, and if you want me to go into really long boring details, you can e-mail me and I will tell them to you, but I suggest you bring your own bowl of broccoli and ranch dip.

2. I played mommy this past week (remember, I'm bumming it at home) because the real parentals were in Missouri for my dad's father's funeral. Yes, my grandpa died. And no, as sad as it may seem, I'm not torn up by it because I never knew the man (my grandpa); and that is actually the real sad part of the story. The reason I didn't know him would be told if you follow instructions above (including the broccoli and ranch dip).

3. There is no #3 - design wise it's not the best to have only two items. Three always looks much better.

And because I know I left all of you in such a nose hanger awhile ago about what I was going to name my blog, I will tell it to you. I wanted to have a site designed to then surprise everyone, but I'm running into a roadblock with the design, so here it goes:

Le Blog Chef

Frenchy, right? Probably due to my love for pastries. I did appreciate all the entries and votes and in the end came up with something entirely different. Broccoli will do that to you.

Check out Rachael and Job's blog and then tell how I should design my own. Love you. Mean it.