What is the closest main road to your house?
Grand Ave. Sort of a pathetic “main” road but it’s all we have.

Could you go out in public looking like you do now?
Yep. And I did.

Which one of your friends lives closest to you?
Kates.

Who were you last on the phone with?
My eye Dr. Bleh.

What did you do last night?
Vacuum and vacuum and vacuum… I got a little obsessed, and yes, I vacuumed the ceilings.

What’s bothering you right now?
Um, nothing really.

Do you like your music loud or at a reasonable level?
Reasonable level mostly.

Are you a beach person or a snowy mountain person?
Beach, beach, and BEACH.

Who was the last person to text you?
Emily.

Next trip you’re going on?
London, baby! I don’t really know when yet but I will.

Do you like scary movies?
Hate ’em.

Would you rather stay home all day, or be out and about?
Either… depends.

Plans for tonight?
Nada. I think.

Do people ever spell your name wrong?
First name, rarely. Last name, always.

Why?
Um… because it’s weird? Because they’re weird? Don’t ask me! Ask them!

Last time you spent the night at someone’s house?
When I visited Alyssa. Fun times.

What’s your worst habit?
Worst?? Pouting.

Is there anyone you regret ever meeting?
Yep.

Would you rather have roommates or live alone?
Depends on the roommate. Of my blogger friends I’ve lived with: Billie, Emily J., Emily H., Cari, Megan, Elan, Elyse and Larissa and they were all amazing roommates!

What are you confused about?
Why I’m sunburned.

Plans for the upcoming weekend?
Working and churching. And maybe something fun in between.

Where do you see yourself in 5 years?
A career, married (maybe?), and living life.

Where are you at noon everyday?
Eating lunch.

What is the last thing you said out loud?
“Oh Lee.”

What do you think of the iPhone?
Pretty cute. I want one.

What do you do for relaxation?
I sleep, I play with Harlow, I read, I blog.

When was the last time you swam?
Um, last summer with Avery.

Do you keep your closets organized?
I try to. My clothes are arranged by color at the moment. It’s a rare thing but so pretty!

How do you make headaches go away?
Sleep, lots of water.

How do you like your eggs?
Scrambled.

Who did you last see?
Hawk.

What kind of alcoholic drinks are in your fridge right now?
None thanks.

What are you most looking forward to?My cousin’s post wedding reception, seeing friends, family get-togethers.

A = ADVOCATE FOR: Tolerance
B = BEST FEATURE: It depends on the day
C = COULDN’T DO WITHOUT: My friends
D = DREAMS AND DESIRES: Get married, start a family, travel, and to find my passion in life.
E = ESSENTIAL ITEM: Lotion.
F = FAVORITE PAST TIME: Spending time with friends
G = GOOD AT: Saying silly things, sleeping, making cupcakes.
H = HAVE NEVER TRIED: Skinny dipping.
I = IF I HAD A MILLION DOLLARS: I would travel and travel and travel and buy a home.
J = JUNKIE FOR: Cheese… yum!
K = KINDRED SPIRIT: Probably Alyssa or Billie.
L = LITTLE KNOWN FACT: I love the Grateful Dead.
M = MEMORABLE MOMENT: Meeting my new cousin in-law! My cousin eloped! Yay!
N = NEVER AGAIN WILL I: Play human foosball
O = OCCASIONAL INDULGENCE: sleeping late
P = PERSON I MOST ADMIRE: Christ
Q = QUOTE: “Kindness is in our power, even when fondness is not.” Samuel Johnson
R = REASON TO SMILE: My friends, my puppy, my faith.
S = SORRY ABOUT: Moving away from so many people I love.
T = TAG SOME FRIENDS: Megan, Chelsea, and Anjie
U = UNINTERESTED IN: Setting myself on fire
V = VERY SCARED OF: Rodents!
W = WORST HABIT: Shopping
X = X MARKS MY IDEAL VACATION SPOT: For the moment… New York and/or Boston.
Y = YESTERYEAR DECADE OF CHOICE: The 60’s… peace man.
Z = ZODIAC SIGN: Taurus

“If you define cowardice as running away at the first sign of danger, screaming and tripping and begging for mercy, then yes, Mr. Brave man, I guess I’m a coward.”

So…. I got my wisdom teeth out yesterday. Well, it turns out it was just a wisdom tooth. But I spent this whole week being freaked out by the prospect of getting it out. In my defense I’ve never had any kind of surgery or anything. And after a week of listening to people (mean, mean people) tell me their horror stories about getting 7 shots of novacaine and their gums sliced into and how it hurt so bad they dislocated their dental assistant’s pinky finger, I could not be consoled. I don’t say this with pride but I was on the verge of tears the whole way there and while I sat in the waiting room, my hands shaking in my lap. Pathetic, I know.

But my dentist was amazing, a saint, an angel even. He’s got wings baby. His brother is my usual dentist and he is always nice. And their dad is my home teacher… I reminded him of that before he started in case it made a difference… he just laughed. The whole thing took about 10 minutes and I literally felt nothing. Nothing! It was probably my easiest trip to the detist ever. And everyone in the office was super nice: the rececptionist, the assistant… everytone! I don’t know why any of this really matters… let’s just blame it on the vicodin. Mmmm vicodin. Just kidding. But I am a huge fan of La Cumbre Dental. Love them!

Of course today I’m all sore and puffy but I can deal with that. Okay that is enough rambling for one post…

“If you define cowardice as running away at the first sign of danger, screaming and tripping and begging for mercy, then yes, Mr. Brave man, I guess I’m a coward.”

So…. I got my wisdom teeth out yesterday. Well, it turns out it was just a wisdom tooth. But I spent this whole week being freaked out by the prospect of getting it out. In my defense I’ve never had any kind of surgery or anything. And after a week of listening to people (mean, mean people) tell me their horror stories about getting 7 shots of novacaine and their gums sliced into and how it hurt so bad they dislocated their dental assistant’s pinky finger, I could not be consoled. I don’t say this with pride but I was on the verge of tears the whole way there and while I sat in the waiting room, my hands shaking in my lap. Pathetic, I know.

But my dentist was amazing, a saint, an angel even. He’s got wings baby. His brother is my usual dentist and he is always nice. And their dad is my home teacher… I reminded him of that before he started in case it made a difference… he just laughed. The whole thing took about 10 minutes and I literally felt nothing. Nothing! It was probably my easiest trip to the detist ever. And everyone in the office was super nice: the rececptionist, the assistant… everytone! I don’t know why any of this really matters… let’s just blame it on the vicodin. Mmmm vicodin. Just kidding. But I am a huge fan of La Cumbre Dental. Love them!

Of course today I’m all sore and puffy but I can deal with that. Okay that is enough rambling for one post…

“I am looking for someone to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it’s very difficult to find anyone.”
“I should think so — in these parts! We are plain quiet folk and have no use for adventures. Nasty disturbing uncomfortable things! Make you late for dinner!”
-Tolkien

“I am looking for someone to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it’s very difficult to find anyone.”
“I should think so — in these parts! We are plain quiet folk and have no use for adventures. Nasty disturbing uncomfortable things! Make you late for dinner!”
-Tolkien

Happy 4th of July!

(photo from National Geographic archive, not mine)

Happy 4th of July!

(photo from National Geographic archive, not mine)

Happy 4th of July!

(photo from National Geographic archive, not mine)

There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening
That is translated through you into action,
And because there is only one of you in all time,
This expression is unique.
If you block it,
It will never exist through any other medium
And be lost.
The world will never have it.
It is not your business to determine how good it is,
Nor how valuable it is,
Nor how it compares with other expressions.
It is your business to keep it yours, clearly and directly,
To keep the channel open.
You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work.
You have to keep open and aware
Directly to the urges that motivate you.
Keep the channel open.
No artist is pleased.
There is no satisfaction whatever at any time.
There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction,
A blessed unrest that keeps us marching
And makes us more alive than others.
– Martha Graham from a letter to Agnes de Mille –