Song of the Moment #1

You know how, sometimes you can be driving somewhere, and a song will come on the radio, and it will exactly fit how you are feeling/what you are thinking in this moment of your life?? Yeah, well that happens to me alot. So, everytime it does, I'm going to write down the song lyrics and why it relates to me. (Unless I feel like it's too personal.)

Babe by Styx

Babe, I'm leaving, I must be on my way

The time is drawing near

My train is going, I see it in your eyes

The love, the need, your tears

But I'll be lonely without you

And I'll need your love to see me through

Please believe me, my heart is in your hands

And I'll be missing you.

You know its you babe

Whenever I get weary and I've had enough

Feel like giving up

You know its you babe

Giving me the courage and the strength I need

Please believe that it's true

Babe, I love you.

Babe, I'm leaving, I'll say it once again

Somehow try to smile

I know the feeling were trying to forget

If only for a while

But I'll be lonely without you

And I'll need your love to see me through

Please believe me, my heart is in your hands

And I'll be missing you

Babe, I love you.

I guess this song is speaking to me, because Edwin is leaving to Brazil soon, and I'm really going to miss him alot. And it sucks. And I don't know why I should be missing him already when he hasn't even left yet. THIS WHOLE THING SUCKS, and mostly because I don't know why I can't just get over it and move on. That's what I want most right now. Not to be back with him, (even though it would be nice) I just want to be okay with it!

Nursery, at it's finest. . .

You know, for the longest time, I hated working in the nursery, with a passion. But it's days like today, that I realize nursery really doesn't suck, and the kids I work with are absolutely adorable. I took my digital camera to church today, to have something to entertain the kids with, and decided to put them in my blog. Here we go:

1) Lucy. She is the funniest little girl I've ever met in my life. If ever I had to leave the Nursery, I would put Lucy in charge. She always makes sure that everyone is doing what they are supposed to. It's great! Every week that I've worked in the Nursery, she asks me what I have in my mouth. "Braces," I tell her. "They make my teeth straight." "Take 'em off," she says. "I can't Lucy, they're stuck on there." "I can get them off" (as she reaches her slimy little hands into my mouth.) Every week we've had this conversation. And every single week, I get slimed by her hands. Not so fun, but I love her anyway.

2) Josie. She's always really quiet, unless you get her talking about something she loves. This week she was talking about all the fireworks they saw. She cries for her mom alot, and it gets pretty frustrating. Other than that, I don't have too much to say about her. I don't have a really strong connection with her yet. She's one of the little kids that kind of scare me.

3) Gavin. Some days this little guy can be so funny, and other times I just want to smack him. One week, he told me he hated the church and Jesus, and when I told him that wasn't nice to say, he said he hated me, and hit the little girl next to him (Arianna). When I told him he had to go sit in the corner for hitting, he stole all the other childrens' playdough and threw it against the wall, then he BIT ME! Yeah. I was so pissed. GRRR!!! Another week, he said he had to go to the bathroom, but we didn't quite make it in time, and he peed on me. Gotta love the nursery. Today was a good day for Gavin, though. He ran around most of the day with a little blue bucket on his head, and would cry if we didn't call him "Bucket-Head." Kids are wierd.

4) Arianna. I have never seen this little girl cry, or be angry. Until today. She was sitting in the fetal position under the slide, and quietly crying. I poked my head under and asked her what was wrong. And she said she missed her mom. I said, "Come out and play with the other kids and be happy" and she just smiled and said, "okay". And that was the end of it! She is so cute. The first thing she ever said to me was "ROCK ON, DUDE!" (and she had her hand held up in the Slayer sign, you know . . . ) I laughed so hard.

5) Jessie. She is just like Lucy. She always wants to be in charge of everything, especially singing time. I swear she knows every single song in the Primary Songbook. And if she thinks we're singing to slow or too fast, she'll make everyone stop singing, and start over at the pace she sets. The best is when we sing a song she doesn't like. She just starts yelling (not singing) a different song, and all the other little kids start to yell too . . .it's great. That kid is like, the Song Nazi. She's so funny.

6)Hayley. She has the most beautiful brown eyes I have even seen. And the longest eyelashes. She is going to break some hearts one day. Every Sunday, she asks me if I'm a mommy, and where my mommy is, and what my mommy's name is. She is OBSESSED with moms. One Sunday, out of nowhere she said, "I'm going to marry Jackson everyone!" and went on to detail the rings and necklaces and flowers he would give her . . . high maitenance! She is really a sweetheart though. I'm her favorite teacher. She cried today because another lady in the ward tried to take her to the bathroom . . She only wanted me to go with her. That made me feel good.

7) Chelsea. She is so scared of all the other kids. And she always has her hands in her mouth. She really opens up, once she gets away from all the older kids, and she says the funniest things. Today, she told us all about how her dad snores. But if everyone is around, she usually just crawls under the big desk and takes a nap. I wish I could do that during church. . . no such luck.

8) Chloe. Anytime a mom leaves the nursery, and her child will start crying, Chloe cries right along with them. She is so cute because her lips kind of stick out, and it reminds me of a little duck bill. It is SO FUNNY. The little dresses that she wears are all too long for her, and she trips over them all the time. But everytime she does, she just laughs, and hops right back up. Today she smacked her face into a chair, really hard, but she just laughed it off. I was really surprised by that.

9) James. He's my favorite of the younger kids. He's so talkative, and he'll tell you anything. His favorite thing to say is 'bacuum' (like vacuum, but he can't say it right) so we always have to let James vacuum up the nursery. Every Sunday when his dad comes to pick him up, he runs over to me a gives me a big hug and says, "lub you." It's the cutest thing EVER. I love it. And he always wants me to play dinosaurs with him. It rocks. Today, his "sewa-tops" killed my "lophus"
(a triceratops, and a parasaurolophus.) He's such a smart little kid.

Anyway, there are more little kids in the nursery that I absolutely LOVE. But alot of them weren't here this week, and the others were scared of my camera, and didn't want their pictures taken. So, yes. That is what I do, every week at church. Better than being in Relief Society with all the old crying women.

Self Portrait Challenge #1

I decided to try this new thing.
I joined a blogging photography challenge.
I don't know how it will turn out.
I'm kind of frightened.
I don't even know if I'm doing it right, OH WELL!
. . . we'll see.

the self portrait challenge for the month of july is "myself as . . ."i decided to photograph myself as a pianist. i love playing the piano. plain and simple. it relaxes me, it makes me feel accomplished, it puts me in my own world when this one becomes too much to handle. when i'm sitting at the piano, a whole world of opportunity opens up to me, and i get to escape for a while. it has become so much a part of me, that sometimes, if i'm at work . . . and i'm really bored, my fingers will independantly begin playing "Konstantine" by Something Corporate, or maybe even "Tocatta and Fugue in D minor" by Bach.

my absolute favorite thing about the piano is, i can always express myself. if i'm angry, i'll sit down and play, i don't know, "Alla Turca" by Mozart. if i'm feeling a little depressed or lonely, i'll pull out "Somewhere Only We Know" by Keane.

playing the piano is a really great way to get away from life. i gues it's just like . . .if i just keep my fingers moving, if i just keep playing, then none of my problems can get to me. That sounds really cliche, but i don't care.

to me, music is really another language that speaks to and touches EVERYONE. It makes expressing things so much easier, and by playing the piano, not only do i get to hear the music, but i get to create it as well.

. . . and that's why i love it so much.

Two words. . .

. . .Bra flying. Yup.
That's what yesterday consisted of.
That, and eating
13 popsicles.
(You know, the kind where there's
actually two popsicles, and you have to
break them apart.
Yeah, I ate 13 of those.)



It was good.

Who came up with the word 'blog' anyway?

I decided to set up my very own blog site.

Don't ask me why, I just did!

So, instead of looking at my myspace,

and expecting blogs. . . come here!

Yes. That is all.

For now.

Until

I post a new blog,

look at this

picture of my brother's guitar.