Halloween

Well, my dear Sarah, it seems that you and I are the only true bloggers on this site. I therefore take it upon myself to give you a Halloween update. We had the most amazing ward party on Saturday night. Whitney went with a group that dressed up as Captain Planet and the Planeteers. I think that she looks incredibly hot with her blond wig and her passion for saving the world. It definitely made me want to recycle more often.

Jenny and I went with a group of people and we were... Evolution. We had six stages - a fish, lizard, raccoon, monkey, cavewoman, and modern (or not-so-modern) man at the end. It really was a big hit.

If you are wondering who the tall young man in the brown on the end is, you will have to ask Jenny! Anyway, both of our groups won prizes ($10 Best Buy certificates to divide between us - yay! $2 a person!). The actual dance and part was held in a barn, which added a nice aroma to the whole affair. Well, that is pretty much it. Oh yeah, HBW is definitely a dating maniac, though she will try to deny it for all she's worth. We are all jealous of her dating prowess; she has at least three guys eating out of her hand as we speak. Well, now that both Jenny and Whitney are going to be mad at me for including certain things in this blog, I will sign off. I figure that if you don't add to the blog, you can't be picky about what is included in the entries! Ha!

live to the point of tears

Happy Halloween, my loves!

I tried to give my full attention in order to keep it alive. Then I got scared that I was smothering, so I pulled away a bit to give all parties some room to breathe. But neither approach has seemed successful and I fear that our blog, like worn-out love, is gasping for air in order to survive. Obviously I am like the party from Mars who, in typical rubberband style, pulled away only to snap back. I only hope that you can join me. Please do not let go of this. We had something so beautiful. I'm not sure I can sit back and watch another relationship die this Halloween, especially electronically. Ha ha ha! I'm so glad I can laugh at that now. :)

I'm a cowgirl, what are you girls? If I were home right now, I'd put in the Scissor Sisters CD and have a dance party in the kitchen to "I Don't Feel Like Dancin'" while one of us made dinner.

Love you all to pieces!

What are you waiting for?

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you.... The one who turns to his friends and says, "that's her."

That's what we're waiting for.

Simple Pleasures

The other day I was waiting for the metro in Rotterdam when I burst into a huge smile and started laughing. It was because of you! For as adventurous as life can be, sometimes I just snuggle into the memories of coming home on a gray autumn afternoon to find one of the 4WMs curled up on the couch, napping beneath the fleece blanket.

Back from the Dead

I have not died. However, I did forget both my username and password. I have recently recovered both. :) Although I have not blogged on for a long time, I have not forgotten my lovely white mothers. Jo and I constantly talk about what we are going to do when we are all reunited in December. I can't wait.

Teaching is going well. Every now and then my students say funny things like, "Dude, that ain't no normal word" and things like that. I find my students very amusing. This is a good thing--I enjoy my job. The next major decision that I have to make concerns where I will be come December. So far, I have no idea. I'll keep you posted. Sarah, we miss you.

Friday the 13th

Did you know it is Friday the Thirteenth? I hadn't anticipated this at all, but that's what the calendar says.

A series of emails have led me to discover that if I had made slight adjustments in the choices I made within the past six months I would definitely have a full-time job as an account executive at an ad agency in Portland or as an account planner at an ad agency in New York. But I guess if I had made those choices differently, I certainly wouldn't be in Europe. To make either of those possibilites a reality in the future could quite possibly require... another internship.

Unless Whitney and Jenny post something this weekend, I'm going to assume (sadly) that they have abandoned the blog.

Otherwise the moment just...

Passes you by.

Such is the wisdom of Julia Roberts and her best friend in My Best Friend's Wedding. I think I've understood the application of it more in recent weeks. Not because I've had the opportunity to profess my love to someone and haven't. It's because I've thought back on things I've missed while delibirating about timing and chemistry. So often it seems as though we see the present through a sheet of wax paper. Why is it that things only become clear in retrospect?

Recording Gone Awry

I was recording a rough version of I Will Follow You Into the Dark when Jo started talking to me on gtalk and then my roommate rang the bell for me to buzz her up from her run. It is probably more entertaining this way than it would be if I had actually done a decent recording. Enjoy!

Africa...again

So, I decided to put some random pictures of Africa on here since our blog is looking a little sad lately. Maybe this will motivate certain white mothers to blog themselves!

Murphy's Law

Why is it that when things start going well, you suddenly have this ache in one of your molars and you realize that you don't have dental insurance?

Another day and another opportunity to deal with life...

So, as I woke up today to my alarm at 7:45, I thought to myself, "Why do I have to get up? I don't have class until 1:30! I then proceeded to snooze until 8:30, and then I finally turned off my alarm and decided to sleep forever. Unfortunately (or fortunately), I woke up at 9:10 just about having a heart attack because of all the things that I need to be working on. So of course my logic is to post a blog instead of actually working on those things! Do you know what I have come to resent lately? Deadlines. Deadlines that are much too close because we either forgot about them or put them off until they become the reason that we don't want to get out of bed in the morning. Now if I was Sarah and was good with 4-5 hours of sleep a night, I would be loving life right now. Since I'm not, things just seem to keep piling up. Do you know what a pain it is to research graduate schools? I get resentful when I talk to people that already have their personal statements done and just need their recommendations to send in the application. Sheesh! Well, now that I am getting fairly anxious about my deadlines, I will go. I just wanted to say hi and try to send a little of my indecision and anxiety to you all with the best of love! Just kidding, I am really fine. Just need to get moving! Love you!