Other movies seen recently

I've been in a movie mood so I've been going to the movie theater quite a bit lately. Have I mentioned before that I love going by myself? Well, I do. Especially in the middle of the day when no one else is there. In case you can't tell, I can be a little anti-social. I think this may be due to the fact that about half of the time, I don't like people. Not specific people, just people in general. This is mainly due to stupidity and peoples' ability to irritate me. So then I guess it really isn't people in general, it's people who lack that part of the brain that makes them not be retarded, and it's not half the time, it's all the time. (Can I say retarded? I know it's not politically correct, but I don't really care, so I'm saying it. If you're offended, feel free to not read my [as in me, my vocabulary, and my opinions] blog.) For example, I went and saw "Journey to the Center of the Earth 3D" the other day and I was the only one in the theater, but then a couple came in and do you know where those ______'s sat? Right behind me. And they talked. Did I mention there was no one else in the entire theater? Now why would you do that? I just don't understand it.

But anyway, the point of this post was supposed to be movies I've seen lately, so let's get back to the topic at hand. "Journey to the Center of the Earth 3D" (make sure you don't forget the 3D) was o.k. I didn't know when I went that it was 3D, so that was a nice little surprise. I don't think I've worn 3D glasses since that Michael Jackson movie at DisneyLand. What was that called? (I just googled it-it was "Captain Eo".) No wait, that's a lie, I saw some 3D "Honey, I Shrunk the Audience" thing at DisneyWorld. Anyway, it was kind of neat, but I think maybe my glasses were defective. I didn't feel like I got the full effect. As for the movie, it had Brendan Fraser in it, so that was a bonus. Remember "With Honors" and "School Ties"? The plot line had potential-these people go looking for a lost person and accidentally end up in the center of the earth, thus discovering that Jules Verne's book is true-but they didn't maximize the story, they just went for the 3D special effects. So . . . if you have kids, especially boys, go see it, they'll like the 3D stuff.

Another movie I went and saw is "Wanted." I normally don't watch R-rated movies anymore, but I had a moment of weakness. Better an R-rated movie than a pill or cigarette, right? Right. The movie was really good. It made me want to be Angelina Jolie, minus the whole home-wrecker thing. I don't think I've ever seen a movie with her in it that I haven't loved. Same with Morgan Freeman. "Girl, Interrupted" and "Lean on Me" still give me chills. My cousin, Erin, claims that the movie wasn't very realistic, but I don't know what she's talking about. I can totally bend bullets and speed my heart rate up to slow down time. I'm thinking she's just a little jealous because she doesn't have the skillz I have. Or the bathtub filled with special wax that magically heals you. (It's in the basement. If you buy me a Diet Coke, I'll show it to you.)

There are a bunch of movies coming up that I want to see, which I'm totally excited about because it seems like there hasn't been much coming out lately that's been all that great. I'm excited for the new "Mummy"movie (chances are it'll be kinda lame, but that's o.k.), the next "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants" movie, "The Rocker" (with Dwight from The Office-it looks hilarious!), "Henry Poole is Here", and "The House Bunny." And those are just movies opening in the next month or so. So . . . looks like some fun times ahead. Make sure you check back for more extremely informative, completely on the subject, reviews. :)

Way to eff it up, America!

In a repeat of the Chris Daughtry fiasco, Kherington was voted off of So You Think You Can Dance last night.

Seriously? Seriously.

I'm so upset about it I can't bring myself to post my favorite dance of the week. I'm sure I'll feel up to it tomorrow (or, let's be honest, possibly in like an hour). And I'm just gonna go ahead and say it-Comfort is officially the Sanjaya of SYTYCD. Well, not really, 'cause she doesn't completely suck, but she has definitely lasted past her time. She should totally rock a mohawk a la Sanjaya next week. If she does, I may be willing to take the voters off my Shiz List.

D'ya like how I'm all upset about it, but totally didn't vote at all?

so very, very good

I just saw Mamma Mia and it was awesome! I laughed until I cried. Go see it!

One of these things is not like the others!

Samantha doesn't look creepy at all!

For all of you Wii fans

Nothing will ever compare to the original Nintendo. Don't even try to beat it. Super Mario Bros., Duck Hunt and Zelda were the best.

one of the best pics ever

I never really have any pictures to post, so I decided to post some from back in the day. This is probably one of my favorite pictures of all time. It's my Grandpa Kull, trying to light a cigarette. Every other year we used to have a Kull family reunion at the beach in Emerald Isle, North Carolina. My Grandpa and all the other guys were big into fishing (when he died, he was cremated and some of his ashes were put into fishing lures for some of the men in the family) so a lot of time was spent at the pier. This particular evening was a bit windy, thus the lighting of the cigarette in the trash can.


On a side note, those trips are some of my best memories growing up. I love the ocean, particularly the Atlantic. There's a huge difference between the Atlantic and the Pacific, namely that the Atlantic is the shiz and the Pacific sucks. Anyhoo, if I can't fall asleep, I picture the ocean and I swear to you, I can hear it. Hearing the ocean isn't the same as hearing voices, right? There is nothing in the entire world like the smell, sound and sight of the ocean. For a long time growing up I wanted to be a Marine Biologist and study sharks. Then I realized I have a tendency to burn immediately upon stepping into the sun (I'm kinda like a vampire) and so being on a boat in the middle of the ocean might not be the best career choice for me. I did keep reading about sharks though, and as a result I don't like to actually go into the ocean. Or lakes. Pretty much any water where I can't see what's nibbling at my toes freaks me out. But I do still love to just sit and watch the waves.

I can't think of anything

I keep starting posts about different things, but then I delete them. I've got bloggers block. I can think of things to write about but nothing is flowing. I'm all about flow. I've got no flow tonight. In case you were wondering, here are the different things I've started blogging about tonight:

1. The girl in my Marriage and Family class who is STILL wearing short shorts.
2. I really want to cook something, but I don't know what.
3. Every day I drive up University Avenue towards Provo Canyon and every day I want to keep going. Does anyone else ever get that urge to just keep driving?
   
4. I just heard they're in talks to make Wicked into a movie. Hooray!
5. Speaking of musicals, I can't wait to see Mamma Mia.
6. In my garden, which I have spent so much time and money on, I have one little cherry tomato. I'm so glad my efforts are paying off.
   
7. I went to the library this week. I forgot how much I love going to the library.
   

So pretty much that's it, that's all I've got for now. I don't know why I feel like I have to update my blog all the time. I guess I just don't want to disappoint my three readers. :)

Oh my hilariousness!

Click here to check out this mockuMormon blog. Yes, I did just make up the word mockuMormon.

A Must Read

I read this book a while ago, shortly after it came out, and I think about it all the time. If you haven't read "Three Cups of Tea" by Greg Mortenson, you really need to go get it. Even if you're not much of a reader, this is one of those books you have to read. Trust me. Go get it. It'll change your life.

What's right with America?

Click here for a commentary by Glenn Beck about what's right with America. I get so tired of all of the bashing, it's nice to read about the things that are good.

Baby Borrowers

I'm completely addicted to this show. They've taken a group of teenage couples who think they're ready to have kids and for a few days each, they've given them babies, toddlers, pre-teens, teenagers, and then elderly people to care for. Since I'm taking all these marriage and parenting classes, it is so fun to watch and be able to recognize what they're doing wrong and be able to say what may have worked better in the different situations. Of course it's a piece of cake watching it on t.v.; actually being there in those situations is a whole lot harder! It's nice to know that I'm building my little parenting toolkit and that I'll have resources to draw on when I'm around the little ones. You can watch episodes of the show here.

SYTYCD

Here's my favorite dance of this week. Katee and Joshua did a Bollywood dance, which was new for the show. Loved it!

Let me introduce you

to my BFF, Lorri.


We've been friends since 2005, but it feels like a whole lot longer (in a good way). We were roommates for a little over a year and a half and survived deaths, mean neighbors, psycho stalkers, and more drama than we could have ever possibly imagined. Here's a list of stuff about Lorri:

• She's the best cook ever . . . as long as you're not eating low fat. We seriously purchased a case of butter at one point.
• She's very patient. She puts up with crap from people long after I've given up on them.
• She has a handicapped daughter who is possibly the sweetest person on the planet (I have nieces, so I have to say possibly). Watching the two of them together is amazing.
  
• She has the most fun family I have ever met. I could spend years and years with her parents and brother and never be bored.
  
• She's up for anything. It doesn't matter whether it's fun or boring, if I want to do it, she's ready.
  
• She used to be a nurse, so anytime I feel sick in the least bit, I tell her about it first. Just in case you were wondering, she's given me a shot in the butt before too. Now that's real friendship.
• She is not modest in any way, shape or form. I can't count how many times I've walked into her bedroom only to have my retinas burned by the sight of her nekkid boobies. She also goes to the bathroom with the door open. I did finally get her to close the door when she went number two though.
  
• I'm pretty sure she would kill for me if I really needed it.
• We have the kind of relationship where I can tell her if she's looking a little crackwhore-ish, and she can tell me if I'm being a biotch, and we don't take it personally.
• She always notices if I've lost weight, even if it's just a little bit, and tells me I look good.
• We went beyond BFF's a long time ago, and now we just refer to each other as our non-lesbian life partners.
• She eats my mushrooms and the chocolates with nuts because I don't like them.
  

Now for some stuff only she will get and laugh at:

• I'm gonna be honest. I'm not gonna lie.
• Billy's poem
  
• My pinky finger, and how it's little.
  
• I totally look older than her.
• the box of tacks
• You're acting like a freakin' five year-old.
• Don't bring bad things up before breakfast.
• Me dancing in the car.
• M.O.M.'s
• Lancaster!
• The bathroom at Journey. 'Nuff said.
• Fluff me!
• biscuits at Red Lobster
• me gagging at yucky smells
• When I had to brush my teeth in the kitchen.
• Did you do something bad? Why did you tell me you love me? What did you do?
• Watching t.v. in our rooms and yelling back and forth.
• Pat looking like Jesus.
• Creepy Mike and his garments
• The Republican
• Diesel soaked BBQ'd meat, topped with a cheese slice.

Previously mentioned hottie

So I was sitting next to the hottie from my project group and discovered that he is a sane, normal person. He's the first one I've met so far in my BYU adventure. Check this out-he drinks caffeinated beverages, is a Democrat, and is not against kissing on the first date. I told him he was going straight to hell. It's too bad I'm old enough to be his mother . . .

Seriously, you need to stop.

Remember a few days ago when I mentioned the couple in one of my classes who keep sharing beverages and mouthing "I love you" to each other? Yeah, they're still driving me crazy. I think the guy is getting more into it, because he keeps adding more and more feeling to it each time he says it. Also, the class we have together is Parenting, and so any time a topic is brought up, they feel the need to have a little whispered conversation amongst themselves about how they're going to do it. The last two class periods we've discussed pregnancy and newborns, so I've had to overhear their whispered discussions about breastfeeding (they're going to), circumcision (they're going to), immunizations (they're going to), who will get up for night feedings (he will because he just loves her so much), and when to have kids (not yet, but man are they having fun trying!). This is all really more information than I needed to know about them and their unborn children.

Have you ever

stayed up late writing a paper and round about 2 a.m. had all these epiphanies about your life, and been ready to become a motivational speaker so that you could share your joy and love of life with others, but then when you wake up the next morning, you can't really remember what those epiphanies were?

Project Update

Sadly, my project group does not consist of giggly freshmen girls. It consists of one non-giggly, fairly nice* 19 year old girl and a fairly nice*, hottie 22 year old guy. Unfortunately, said hottie's first question was "So how old are you guys?" I wish people wouldn't ask that question. It puts me at an unfair disadvantage.

Our project is to come up with our top characteristics for a mate. I know, only at BYU would that be an assignment, right! Anyway, we decided to compare the requirements of BYU students with those of the heathens. If you got a text from me today asking you this question, I'll leave it up to you to figure out which group you fit into. :) In case you're interested, some of the responses I got were loyalty, similar beliefs, ability to be a good mother, someone who I can be myself with without him feeling inferior, respect, personality, attractive, good work ethic, big boobs, small waist, the ability to perform certain unmentionable acts, employed, responsible, and reliable. It was interesting to see who answered how I thought they would and who came up with an answer I wouldn't have expected from them. Oh, and I should add that my cousin, Erin's, number one requirement is that he be Keith Urban.


*I say fairly nice because we only talked for like 15 minutes. In reality they could be very nice or complete jerks. Time will tell, but my guess would be that they're very nice.

I know, I know

I haven't updated for a while. Sorry about that, but shiz happens. Here's a run down of what's been going on:

• I wasn't hugely impressed with SYTYCD this last week. I didn't have a favorite dance, which is why you have no video clip to click on only to discover that Dick Clark's peeps removed it.
  
• I think I have a job for fall semester. A woman in my ward is a grad student in the psychology department, and she asked me if I would be interested in the position, but I don't think it's official and I don't want to jinx anything. I would be a research assistant in a brain imaging and behavior lab on campus. We'll be working in conjunction with a local rehab center. I don't know much about it except that it involves some kind of special visual goggles and EEG's to look at how addiction and drugs affect the brain.
  
• I've been trying to get in shape for my Peru trip next month and miracle of miracles, I'm actually liking it. And of course being the person that I am, I can't do just a little bit at a time; I'm finding myself becoming obsessed with it. I worked out for an hour and a half after church today and then a little while ago I couldn't stop thinking about it, so I did another hour on the treadmill. This is very, very odd for me. This has been going on since last Sunday. We'll see if it lasts. I tend to go in spurts and get really obsessed with something and then I'm over it.
  
• I rewatched Across the Universe this afternoon and again, I have to say, I love this movie. I know I already blogged about it once, but seriously, if you haven't seen it, you have to go check it out. Be forewarned though, you must have an open mind to watch this one as it does get a wee bit psychedelic and trippy.
  

I guess that's it for now. We're starting a group project in my religion class tomorrow, so hopefully I'll have some more pearls of wisdom to share with you. Keep your fingers crossed that I end up with a group full of giggly freshmen girls who are just at BYU to get married. It'll seriously make my day if I can burst their pink, fluffy bubbles and welcome them into the real world. It'll be like raining on their parade, but with acid rain. (Picture Dwight from The Office saying that and it makes it really funny.)

Please do not

1. Sign the Honor Code and agree to dress a certain way, and then wear short shorts to class. If there is a legitimate reason for you to wear said shorts (which there isn't), please do not sit with your knees all the way up so you can rest your head on them. Wanna know why? Because I don't appreciate getting glimpses of your junk, and I don't think Heavenly Father does either.

2. Spend the entire two hour class period sharing a beverage with your spouse and mouthing "I love you" to each other. This is not cute, it is vomit-inducing.

3. Raise your hand and share with the entire class how your wife turned out to be a lesbian and cheated on you with her best friend. What am I supposed to do with that information? I can't look you in the eye anymore.

And here's Week 2

Oh, and I didn't mention it before, but Twitch is hot. That doesn't really have anything to do with his dancing or the show, but I thought I'd mention it anyway, just because I can.

Dick Clark pretty much sucks

They keep on taking down my video clips because of copyright lameness. Here (again) is Mark and Chelsie's dance from SYTYCD Week 3. And yes, they do spell her name wrong in the clip. It really is Chelsie, not Chelsea.

You'll never believe it!

I saw The Drowsy Chaperone tonight and oh my gosh, you'll never believe who was in it!!!!!

Gilbert freakin' Blythe! Seriously.



This is what he (Jonathan Crombie) looks like now.


The show was great. It was lots of fun and kept me laughing almost the entire time. Oh yeah, and did I mention Gilbert Blythe was in it?

Now if I could just see Jake Ryan in person (yes, I realize he isn't a real person), all of my childhood fantasies would be complete.

fun websites

Here are a couple new to me websites that I've been enjoying lately:

Primetime in No Time is great because it shows you highlights of what was on t.v. the night before so you don't have to actually watch any of it.

Reality Rocks is a blog I love to read for the So You Think You Can Dance and American Idol posts.

SYTYCD Week 3

Mark and Chelsie. She irritates me, but she's from Orem so I like her anyway. If you're from the same place I am, I'll pretty much root for you no matter what. Well, unless you're David Archuleta, but let's not get started on that topic!

SYTYCD Week 2

Here's Twitch and Kherington, aka Twitchington. This was supposed to be the Viennese Waltz, which it wasn't, but that's o.k., 'cause it was beautimous!

SYTYCD Week 1

This is Katee and Joshua. He's awesome. I didn't like her at first, but she's growing on me.

So You Think You Can Dance

I look forward to summer every year just because of this show. Love, love, love it! If you've never watched, you really should check it out. It's on Fox on Wednesdays and Thursdays. Wednesdays are the dances and then the eliminations are on Thursdays. Every week I mean to post a video of my favorite performance, but I always forget. So . . . now we're going to play catch up. I'll post clips from weeks 1, 2, and 3 and then we'll be all caught up for week 4. Enjoy!!!

summer classes

Summer term has started and it is going to be insane. This means that either I won't blog very often, or I'll blog a ton because I don't want to do my homework. We'll see. This term I'm taking Statistics, yet another marriage and family class, and Parenting. So . . . Statistics. Yeah. Not so much fun. It is kind of entertaining to watch my 60ish year old professor get all excited about random sampling, but I honestly don't know why people choose to major in this subject. This is going to be a hard class to get through. I did sit behind some guy who had a mullet though. I was distracted from the boringness of the class by staring at his long, luscious locks. I can't really say that I wanted to run my fingers through his hair, but I was tempted to poke at it with my pencil. My marriage/family class is pretty good. The professor keeps talking about how passionate and sexy his wife is. He also mentioned exultant ecstasy. And no, he wasn't referring to a sweet trip on E. I haven't decided yet if I'm creeped out by this. I don't really want to picture him like that, but I guess it's a good thing that the professor of a marriage class still feels this way after 23 years of marriage. My Parenting professor is kind of special. I think he's about to retire or something, and so he doesn't feel the need to keep up with newfangled technology. Every other professor I've had since I started back up with school has used Power Point for the lecture notes. This guy still uses an overhead projector. Seriously. The transparencies must be from like ten years ago, because I don't think they still make them any more. So anyway, that's what's going on in my life right now.

Oh, and I started my 21-day detox diet on Monday. It lasted a day. I'm going to try again though. Things have just been crazy with school and Mark got his Eagle Scout thingy, so I had to bake a bunch of yummies for that. My treats were a huge success, by the way. One kid (Becca, this would be your brother) was grabbing my faux truffles by the handful.

I survived!

Well, the papers have all been written, the finals have been taken and my first term back in school has ended. Wanna know the best part? I didn't fail! I had doubts about my abilities to go back to school after being away and not using my brain for years, but I did o.k. Actually, I did better than o.k., I was, to quote Mia Michaels, banoodles!

natural stuff

I absolutely love natural, organic, homeopathic, etc., stuff; meaning that I like to read about it and buy the stuff, but not necessarily partake of it (I had Krispy Kremes and Diet Coke for breakfast this morning). For the last year or so I've been reading the book "The Path of Practice: A Woman's Guide to Ayurvedic Healing" by Bri. Maya Tiwari. I've been reading it for the last year because it's my bathroom book (everyone poops, you might as well read while you're doing it). Today I came across the following paragraph and I loved it for so many reasons. Perhaps you have to have my sense of humor, but I think (hope) you'll enjoy it as well.

"Fred, a yoga teacher and longtime student of mine who healed himself into remission from the HIV virus by bringing these practices of breath, sound, and food into his life, has attracted a thriving community around him as a result of teaching sadhanas to his students. They enjoy trekking with Fred into the nearby mountains to find grinding blocks and hand stones straight from the earth."

Oh happy day!

The New Kids tickets have been purchased!

The Happening

Has anyone seen the tv commercial for the movie, "The Happening," in which the selling point is that this is M. Night Shyamalan's* first R-rated movie? How sad that your movie apparently is so bad that you have no way of advertising it other than its rating.






*aka M. Night Shamalamadingdong

More analytics

Here are some more things that people are googling when they stumble upon my blog:

• chris heimerdinger arrested
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• is zac efron back in utah after the movie awards in june
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It's nice to see that I'm not the only one who never capitalizes anything when searching. I just don't feel it's necessary. It's also interesting to see that I am apparently some kind of authority on Chris Heimerdinger. While I enjoy his books and especially enjoy saying his name, I know nothing about the guy. I could make some stuff up though. If someone finds this post while searching for Mr. Heimerdinger, word on the street is that he was not in Saturday's Warrior but he did do the costumes for it; he was arrested once for possession of magic shrooms but it was a mistake-he was just holding them for a friend; and you can can download his books at heimer-the-dinger.com.

Wanna know what I hate?

I hate it when you buy like four pairs of shoes at Payless and then several days later get an email from them saying that it's now BOGO time. Losers.

Oh no they di'n't!

The jerkos at Viacom have removed my David Cook video from YouTube! Why do people have to go and ruin all the fun over stupid copyright claims? Do you remember how Dick Clark did the same thing with the Taylor Swift cavorting in the rain video clip? Let's say it all together now . . . LAME with a capital L, A, M and E!

I got nothin'

My brain is completely fried. It's the end of the term and I have been writing so many papers and doing other homework that I can't think to blog. In the next week and a half I have to write two more papers and take three exams.

Here are some random snippets of what has been going on in my life and through my mind:

• I am so happy that So You Think You Can Dance is back. I'm really looking forward to this Top 20, especially Twitch and all the kids from Salt Lake.
• I love Mervyn's. They always have the best sales.
• I got that Quantum Wellness book that was on Opry (Oprah), and when the term is over I'm going to do the 21 day detox. I'll let you know how it goes and how long I actually manage to stick with it.
  
• It's been really interesting this term to learn about parenting and realize how everyone around you is doing a crap job of raising their kids. Just kidding, they're really not, but things that experts would consider mistakes have all of a sudden become glaringly obvious to me.
  
• Payless has really cute summer shoes right now. You should go check them out. They are far and away my favorite place for shoes because I have ginormous feet and Payless is the only place I can find that actually carries my size on a regular basis.
  
• I am becoming increasingly more obsessed with Iron Chef America. I love the grumpy old man judge.
  
• Did you know that being unemployed means you can't shop so much? Yeah, it kind of sucks. No, pretty much it really sucks not having any money. Oh well, it's about time I learned some self-control. We all know I'm not so great in that department!!!
  
• I don't think I've mentioned this on my blog yet, but holy cow, I am so happy to be back in school! It's weird to compare my attitude about college when I first went, and my attitude now. I am just so unbelievably grateful to be here, I can't even tell ya!
  

Don't cheat the poor people!

While at the library yesterday I picked up a couple of books for sale, and that put me in the mood to go down to DI to get some more cheap books. DI is far and away my favorite place to buy books because they're so cheap. Because I read so much I can't afford the bookstore, and I like to possess books, so I don't go to the library very often. So I went to DI and was completely shocked. The books seem to have doubled, if not tripled in price. I don't know if it was just that location or if it's all of them. I couldn't believe it. My former dollar books are now two or three dollars a piece! Several of the books I got had previous price tags on them from either garage sales or used book stores, and the DI prices were at least a dollar more. It made me mad. I guess I might have to start using the library after all. Jerks.

BTW, on the way down to Provo, I drove by a Burger King and there was an ambulance in the parking lot and people rushing around. Isn't that a wonderful advertisement! Come in for a Whopper, leave on a stretcher!

Um . . .

Apparently I have been watching Pride and Prejudice too much because yesterday at the library some lady asked me if she detected a little bit of a British accent when I spoke. Nope, just too much Mr. Darcy!!!

Possibly the funniest thing I have ever seen

Love it!

Best class ever!

For the next paper due for my Strengthening Marriage and Family class, I have to choose from several activities, one of which is to watch a movie and discuss how it relates to the principles from the Family Proclamation. Guess what's on the list. No, really, think about it for a second.
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It's Pride and Prejudice!!!!!!!

So now the question is, which version do I watch? Colin Firth or Matthew Macfadyen? I used to think no one could ever possibly be better than Colin, but I'm starting to second guess myself. Let us ponder . . .

Colin?


Or Matt? (I can call him Matt 'cause we're tight like that)


Colin in a wet shirt?


Or Matt emerging from the mists?


I think that because I am an extremely dedicated student and want to do my very best on this paper, I should probably just watch both. Hahahaha! Yeah right! I'm going with Matt because frankly, I'm not willing to spend six hours on this paper.

Analyze This

I use Google Analytics to (kinda) track my blog. If you're a blog stalker, don't worry, it doesn't tell me who you are. It basically just tells me where people are located, if they linked to me from a different website, and if they get to my page searching through Google. My favorite thing about it is that it shows me exactly what people were searching for when they stumbled onto my page. Here are some good ones:

• Zac Efron likes and dislikes
• the stars prayers have been answered
• sound of music stuff
• I love being an aunt
• ok to take Benadryl and Excedrin together
• BYU Honor Code office "long hair"
• byu online clothes mary kate olsen (I'm guessing this was supposed to be buy, not byu)
• shun the non-believer (this actually appeared twice)

Also, in case you're interested, people from Canada, the UK, Israel, Chile, Philippines, Spain, Estonia and Germany have visited my blog. I'm totally famous! Do you want my autograph? Superstar!

Graduation

My little brother is all grown up! He graduated from high school yesterday and is now on to bigger and better things . . . like finding a job. My older brother and his family (this means nieces!!!) came up for the weekend and we all went to the graduation ceremony. The tradition (that Matthew and I both participated in as well) is that they announce your name as you walk through a big "O" for Orem and you're projected onto the big screens hanging in the Marriott Center. It was kind of fun to watch all the kids do goofy things as they walked through. Mark was among the last because he's on Student Council and when they finally announced his name, he had changed it so they said Markus Walker Brown the Second. Markus has always been a nickname, but I'm wondering if he's the Second, who the First is.

Ahhh . . . memories!

Last night I pulled my first all night cram session in a very long time. It brought back many memories, but it also made me realize that I'm not as young any more and I can't bounce right back. You would think that now that I'm a little older, I would just plan better and not wait until the night before the last day to take a test to start studying. Yeah, you would think. I really am determined to not do this again though. Of course I say that every time and it never happens. It will this time though-I have to decided to grow up, be an adult and just do it. Why now? Because in my Human Development class we've been talking a lot about how children learn through example and imitation, and I am determined that no future children of mine will be lazy like I am. I always think well, once I have kids, I'll just do things differently. That's a nice thought, but realistically there is no way I'm just going to completely change the way I do everything as soon as I have a child. So . . . I will not be lazy from now on, and I will procrastinate no more. Starting tomorrow.

Ch-check it out!

My little brother, Mark, was on the front page of the Utah section of the Deseret News today! Click here to check it out. Click on the "Gallery" link on the right. In the first picture he's the wrist with the white bracelet. In the second picture he's the one looking the other way. Possibly not the best pictures ever, but he's still a stud!

RIP

GusGus/El Guapo passed away last week. All that's left is his sad, empty cage.

Wyoming trip

Let me preface this blog entry by saying two things: 1. I'm not in a blogging mood, so don't expect much funny. I am doing this only because Traci is making me. 2. We didn't take many pictures and most of the ones we did take kinda sucked due to the fact that they were taken mostly out of the sun roof of a moving car.

Because Lorri and I like food, we always have to take the long way through Logan at least one way. Now I know you're thinking to yourself that Logan isn't exactly the culinary capital of Utah, but there are three things up that way (admittedly they are not all in Logan, but they're up in that direction) that make me happy: Gossner's Cheese Factory, Fruit Way, and the Pepperidge Farms factory. Fruit Way, unfortunately, wasn't open for the season yet, but we got squeaky cheese and possibly the best butter ever at Gossner's, and lots of cheap, fattening cookies at the P Farms.


Another reason why lots of the pictures sucked was because the weather sucked and it was dark most of the time.


The rain didn't make much of a difference except when we were driving along muddy roads in Idaho. This particular road wasn't too bad, but there was one road that was under construction and I seriously thought we would slide off. I realize we didn't have to drive on as many dirt roads as we did, but it's so much prettier when you get off the highway.

We finally made it to Star Valley and promptly went to the DMV so Lorri could get her driver's license. Why, you ask, does a 41 year-old not have a driver's license? You'll have to ask her that question. :) She passed the test and then we went to pick up her daughter. We spent the next couple of days watching movies, eating (her mom, who you will see below, is one of the best cooks I have ever met, and she left us lots of yummy food), and just relaxing. There are no pictures because I'm pretty sure you don't want to see either of us looking as nasty and grubby as we did.

Sunday morning we dropped Cortni off and headed up to Jackson Hole to see Lorri's friend, Chris, and spend the night up there. That afternoon it cleared up quite a bit and we could finally see the Tetons, although not the tippy tops.

We also saw buffalo and other animals on our drive.

Chris works at the airport and while visiting her there, saw that Dick Cheney (or as I like to call him, the Dick Meister) and Air Force Two were in town. Lorri was brave enough to go take pictures. I thought we would be arrested (and possibly tortured for being terrorists) for taking pictures 1. at an airport and 2. of the VP's plane. I don't think anyone even saw us. Good thing they're keeping a close eye on things!!!

We had to wait a little while for Chris to get off work, so we went to get a snack (more food!) and spotted this guy sitting at the bar and I kid you not, he was talking to his beer. When the waiter set the glass down, he said "Helllooooo!" Then he kept saying random sentences, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. I think perhaps he had already had several drinks before this one. You know you're a true blogger when you take a picture of the crazy at the bar just so everyone else can see!


After eating our munchies, we drove around some more and saw everyone pulled over to the side of the road, which can mean only one thing: more animals!!! We pulled over and there was a family of foxes that lived down in this little area. You can't actually see them in this picture though because they kept darting in and out of the trees. I'm posting this semi-worthless picture mainly just because I can and because I got to see stinkin' cute baby foxes and you didn't.

We then went and picked up Chris and her daughter, Whytlie, who is also stinkin' cute, and we went to dinner (another round of eating!). Chris refused to take a nice picture.

But the rest of us smiled pretty. Or at least we tried to smile pretty. Notice how I am twice the size of Lorri and Whytlie. Grrrrr!


We stayed with Chris that night and then headed back to Star Valley to see Lorri's parents, who had been away for the weekend. Aunt June was also in town, and Lorri, being a fabulous photographer, snapped this picture of her.

She also snapped this one of her Mom, Tudy, aka Ce. Or is it Ce aka Tudy? Anyway, in this picture she is making us all delicious Italian beef sammiches.

Tudy and June are hilarious when they get together. They are funny to the point of peeing in your pants. (Don't worry, I'm not naming any names here, girls!) After eating I had to show them my blog and force T to bookmark it in order to help me feel better about myself. (If you're still reading this long post, please, please, please, tell/force your friends and family to read my blog.) Here is Lorri checking it out.

We stayed for a few hours, and then headed back to Utah and real life. :(

Here is a list of animals that we saw on our trip:

• buffalo/bison (or if you're Kevin Costner, tetanka)
• a whole herd of elk
• a coyote (dead on the side of the road, but whatever)
• several hawks and/or eagles (I didn't get a very good look)
• a fox family
• a moose
• antelope
  
• a ceaver (Some kind of rodent that had the body of a beaver and the tail of a cat. I have no idea what it actually was.)
• Does some dude peeing on the side of the road count as an animal? I slowed down because I thought he was looking at an animal, but he wasn't. I saw the stream of pee.
  

See ya!

I'm heading out on a little road trip this morning. Lorri and I are going to Star Valley and Jackson Hole, Wyoming. It's supposed to rain every single day we're there.

See ya next week!

Idle Idol Thoughts

VICTORY! Here are my thoughts on the show:

-George Michael has waaaay aged. I think all the man lovin' is wearing on him.

-I love that Simon apologized.

-Poor Carrie Underwood-isn't someone supposed to make sure she doesn't forget to put her pants on before she goes on stage? The shortness of her skirt wouldn't have been so distracting if it didn't also have the slit. I'm betting the people in the front row got a glimpse of the goods.

-I loved that they did a medley of Brian Adams songs. I love Brian Adams. Everything he does, he does it for me, don't ya know!

-I want a little motorized carpet/cushion thing. I think it would be fun to sit on and drive around the grocery store.

I feel a strong urge to go call my aunt and gloat, but I won't. At least for now.

I am pleased to announce

that Zac Efron is 20 years old. I was thinking he was 17 and between him and Harry Potter (yes, I do know that he has a real name) I was feeling a little creepy. Harry Potter is also over 18 so that's a relief.

I have noticed that in the last little while there have been a plethora of posts about hot guys. Please don't think that this is a true representation of what I spend my day thinking about. It's just that the only guys I see in real life are in my classes and they're all 21/22 and got engaged last week. Since there are no real possibilities in my life, I have to live vicariously through movies and television.

A Review of the ACM's

The ACM's were on last night and I watched despite the fact that I don't like watching awards shows. The reasons for this are threefold: 1. I don't like to listen to celebrities speak in real life because they tend to not be so bright when they don't have a script. 2. If they really wanted to thank God, they could do it by putting more clothes on and not having their chesticles and vajayjays flying around all over. 3. I don't know your agent, record producer, song writer, make-up artist, plastic surgeon or drug dealer, so I don't care if you never could have done this without them. Please just say a simple thank you and sit back down.

Back to the ACM awards. I really enjoyed Carrie Underwood, Sugarland, Keith Urban and Rodney Atkins. I had no idea who Rodney Atkins was. Please don't think I'm completely superficial when I say holy cow, he's mighty good lookin'! I did enjoy his music as well. I just enjoyed looking at him more. Miranda Lambert, whom I absolutely love, also performed. My third blog entry, back in October 2007, was about the song she performed last night. But enough of the enjoyableness; let's talk about Taylor Swift.

If you didn't see her performance that's just too bad because I just went to YouTube to try to find it for you and due to a copyright claim by Dick Clark Productions, the video is no longer available. (Note to Dick Clark: because you have impeded upon my ability to make fun of this performance, I think you are lame and you suck.) Taylor started off in a hoodie that made her look a little bit like a dementor. I of course made fun of it, but then her clothes were ripped off and she had a little black dress on underneath. This was much less distracting and I thought the performance was going pretty well, but then they made it rain on stage and she danced and sang in the water. It was very weird and seemed very out of place. Part of me was hoping she would get a little shock. Not full on electrocution, but maybe just a little spark or something. That didn't happen; she was fine and finished the song in a curtain of water. Again, let me reiterate that I thought it was very odd. Unless you are Gene Kelly, you just shouldn't be singing in the rain.

I think I'm starting to really get into country music. It doesn't seem so trashy and it isn't full of nasty language. (Please note that the song "Honky Tonk Badonkadonk" is excluded from the previous statement.) I'm excited to download music from a bunch of artists I discovered last night. I always love it when I find new music to enjoy.

I should've been studying

But instead I watched most of the first season of Beverly Hills, 90210 today. The CBS website has the first three seasons online. You can check them out here. Did you hear The CW is bringing 90210 back? I think they're calling it 90210 2.0 or something. I absolutely loved the show up until around their second year of college when it started getting all trashy. Well, more trashy than before. I think once Brenda left it went downhill. Some of my favorite 90210 memories:

-The dance where Brenda and Kelly bought the same dress, but it was o.k. because Brenda and Dylan were um . . . elsewhere, so they weren't really seen together until the end of the dance.

-When the cowboy kid who was David's best friend at the beginning of the series, accidentally shot and killed himself.

-When Andrea and Steve try to "exchange an egg." I think that may have been the same episode where Emily Valentine slipped Brandon some drugs.

-The graduation episode. If memory serves me correctly, I think I cried when it originally aired. It was very touching.

-When Dylan was looking mighty hot, which was pretty much every episode he was in. But then his wife was killed by the dude her father sent to kill Dylan, and that kinda sucked.

When the series first aired I was totally a Brandon girl, but now watching them again, I must say that I am now on Team Dylan. I guess I just like sensitive bad boy surfer alcoholics with anger management issues. Plus he had better hair than Brandon. Much cooler.

Dwight for VP!

Did anyone see Rainn Wilson on Leno the other night? He read a letter in response to John McCain naming Dwight Schrute as his vice-presidential nominee. The OfficeTally website has the original letter. Read it here. It's hilarious.

Speaking of Hairspray . . .

Know who else I think is kinda hot? James Marsden.

Remember when he was John Wilkes Booth in Zoolander?

Zac Efron

I have two papers I should be writing and two tests next week I should be studying for, but I decided to blog instead. Don't you feel special!?!

In a post last year I wrote that Zac Efron makes me feel uncomfortable. I think I may be reevaluating that opinion a little bit. I just watched Hairspray (again, avoiding schoolwork) and while I don't like or dislike him in the movie, I watched some of the special features and they got me to ponder. Why is it I'm not so much a fan? Is it because Perez Hilton calls him Zacquisha and mocks his sexuality and make-up issues? Possibly. Is it because he makes lame movies? Well I haven't seen the High School Musical movies, so I can't say for sure. So what is it? I think it must be that I have been biased by Perez. I think I might just have to step outside the box and form my own opinion. I know, I know, that's crazy talk, right? Maybe it's just the spinahhhch talking. Either way, I think I might have to start liking little Zackie. 'Cause really, he looks like this:

and this:

but then sometimes like this:

and then when he's done with the bronzer, he sometimes looks like this:

healthiness

Did you know that spinach only has like 40 calories in a cup and a half? I totally just ate three cups of spinach for lunch today. Of course I had to use several hundred calories of other stuff to mask the taste, but I'm still pretty proud of myself. If you top it with grape tomatoes, strawberries, and a little cottage cheese it's quite tasty.

I feel I should review the proper pronunciation of cheese. Remember, people, it's chez. See previous blog post if you can't figure out how to say it right. Also, you can't just say spinach, you have to say the "a" like when they stick the popsicle stick in your mouth at the doctors office and make you say ahhh. So it's spinahhch.

little baby llamas

My dad is in Peru right now and sent this picture of baby llamas. I love the hat on the one on the left. I want one for each of my dogs. My dad is actually going back down there in August and my mom, my aunt and I are going with him, so I may actually get a chance to get the hats. I'm sure the pups would love wearing them.

Big day tomorrow!

Make sure you set your DVR to record The Today Show. Tomorrow is the big NKOTB concert!

The Office Season Finale

was completely unacceptable.

weird dream

I had a weird dream last night and now I want to eat cake.

For starters, I think two different dreams blended together because I remember being in a parking garage and getting into a car with a hot guy. Then all of a sudden I was out in the world looking for the hot guy, but all I could remember was that he worked at some restaurant that had delicious lite buttercream cake. I don't know whether this was referring to lo-cal buttercream frosting or the actual cake. Anyway, I go over to Lorri's house, which by the way, was not the same apartment she's in now, it was some semi-ghetto place downtown, and we googled lite buttercream cake and find out that there's a place in Centerville called Virgie's that sells this cake. So we decide to head down there, because dude, there's cake and a hot guy. Somehow though Centerville has ended up being two blocks away from her place. So maybe her place downtown was not downtown Salt Lake, but downtown Centerville. I don't know. I digress. We go to Virgie's and discover that the cakes are made into fun and fancy shapes like hamburgers and dragons. That seemed cool so we sat down at a table to order some cake. While doing so a girl comes over to us and it turns out that I know her from my old ward, and the hot guy is her brother whom she had tried to set me up with a while ago but it never worked out. Unfortunately, he's not at work yet so we have to wait to see him. While we were talking another guy walked in. At first he reminded me of the Aviator, but with long hair. Because of this I decided to ignore him and scorn him in my mind. It turned out, though, that it was actually some guy who I apparently knew, but didn't remember. His name was George and he was a sex addict. When I asked him how he was he kind of rubbed his face and said he was alright, and that he had ten days clean and that the first ten days are the hardest. The weird thing was (as if all of this were not weird) that I kept wanting to touch him. Not in a perverted way, but just put my hand on his arm or pat him on the back as though me touching him could somehow make him feel better. Then I woke up.

So what does this dream mean? Is the cake symbolic of something else or do I just like cake? Why was George a sex addict? Why did I want to constantly touch a sex addict? Why was the hot guy who I was searching for not there, but George, whom I knew but didn't remember, was? Hmmmmm . . . what does all this say about me? I think someone should go look it up in a dream book or something and let me know.

Oh, and since I know some of you will wonder, this morning I did check 411 and there is no such place as Virgie's in the state of Utah.

Overheard in . . .

I frequent a website called Overheard in New York, where people submit things that they (yes, you guessed it!) overheard in New York. This website is the inspiration for my new blog feature, Overheard at BYU, although there has only been one entry so far. Anyway, there were some good ones today and since most of you probably won't want to go read the website because of the language, here are some good entries:

Teenager to Mexican friend: Don't make me call immigration on you.

Eight-year-old to uncle: Please don't move to Connecticut... It's too hard to spell!

Aging queen to record store clerk: Oivia Newton-John's fine and all, but she's like 55 and living in Connecticut, so she lost her edge.

Bleach-blonde: I would totally vote for McCain if Miley Cyrus were his running mate.

Teen cashier: I'll need to see some ID.
Female shopper: Ok, here you go.
Teen cashier: [Looks at woman's driver's license.] Oh wow, so you're an organ donor?
Female shopper: Yes.
Teen cashier: Oh my god! Which organ did you donate?


Little girl: Dad. Dad. Dad.
Dad: Stop pulling on me. What?
Little girl, pointing up at an enormous black man: He looks like a big chocolate bar!
Dad, with a forced grin: She's five.

Guy to hungover girl: Everyday you look more and more like you do heroin.

Boy to mom: Mom -my dradle commands me.
Mom: Ummmm... Okay honey... I'm not sure its supposed to do that.

And my personal favorite:

Suit on cell: Do they make you sterile? Can you have sex? When you're on the pills, can you have sex? You should go to Utah. They have great sex in Utah. The Mormons are famous for it. I think we should have easter dinner at 4.30 at Fekkai's.

Vegas pics

Ashley will be turning three next month, and she is already starting to look older. She doesn't have that toddler look so much anymore.

But then she gets silly and takes Kimmie's hat and looks like a little kid again.

Sariah was playing coy when I first got there. We were in the car and she was dancing and having fun listening to the music, but as soon as I would turn around, she would stop and look at me like she was shy.


After a few minutes though, I caught her dancing and when she realized I caught on, she laughed. Silly girl!


This is Ashley waking up from a nap. She likes to pull her hairbands out while she's going to sleep, so her hair looks a bit "special" when she gets up.

Obsessions

To quote the great Animotion: "I will have you, yes I will have you. I will find a way, and I will have you . . . You are an obsession, you're my obsession." Here are my new obsessions:


Three Musketeers Mint Mini's. They're a perfect blend of chocolate and mintiness, and because it's dark chocolate it's technically a health food, so you can eat a whole bag if you want, and they don't count against your diet!


Benefit Silky-Finish Lipstick in Swoonderful and Bouquet Dive. I am on a mission to make sure everyone I know owns Swoonderful. It looks amazing on everyone, no matter your skin coloring. I just made my sister in-law buy it and she loves it too. My mom is next on my list.


Baby-doll tops. They do a fabulous job of hiding fat rolls. My mom took me clothes shopping the other day because I was looking exceedingly grubby and homeless. Grubby is her word, homeless is mind. Anyhoo, I picked out like five baby-doll tops. I am completely obsessed. (Note: I did not purchase the following top as it is from the Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen clothing line, and well, that just seems wrong to me. It's not wrong that they have a clothing line, but purchasing something designed by anyone who was on Full House would just be sad and wrong to me, whether it's cute or not.)


Cottage Cheese, but you can't say cheese, you have to say chez, but you can't say it the way they say it in France, you have to say it like fez with a ch. Got it? Good. It's tasty. I like to eat it with pepper and grape tomatoes. Mmmmmm.


Oil of Olay Regenerist Thermal Skin Polisher. It warms up when you rub it on your face. It's not very scrubby though, so I use apricot scrub when I want to exfoliate my face. You also can't use it on your eyes, so I don't use it to actually wash my face, 'cause then I'd just have to wash my eye make-up off separately. So why do I like it? Because it MAGICALLY WARMS UP BY ITSELF!!!


My new purse from H&M. Sorry the picture sucks-my camera is having issues and there are lines through all my pics. The purse is also totally cuter in person. The color is better in real life, and it has a great shape when it's not all slouched down. This gives you a general idea though. I would have just copied a picture from the H&M website, but they're lame and only have online shopping if you live in Sweden, and even then, once I navigated through the Swedish language (just for you, my dear blog readers) to find the purses, they didn't have mine. I really do hesitate to put this picture on here. Please, please, please keep in mind that this is way cuter in person.

Blog Blahs

In case you haven't noticed, I've kind of had the blog blahs lately. I haven't had anything hugely exciting to write about, and I pretty much just haven't cared about blogging. But anyway, here are some tidbits from the last week:

-I went to Vegas on Wednesday for a couple days. The nieces were as entertaining as ever.

-In the section of the BYU Honor Code that talks about dress standards, I feel very strongly that they should include a little note that people should never, ever take their shoes off during class. Especially if their nasty feet smell like vinegar.

-Did anyone watch the two episodes of Oprah with Tom Cruise? Here are my thoughts: dude is crazy. He seemed to be trying very hard to make up for the "couch incident," but it all appeared a little too staged to me. The best part was the crazy fan. That lady was freakin' hilarious. I felt bad that all she got from Tom was a framed photo of the two of them from the last show. My guess is that she probably already had the photo and had wallpapered her bedroom with it. Whatever. Oh, I also noticed that Tom totally had sweaty pits. It was hard to tell because he was wearing a dark shirt, but for some reason I always notice things like that.

-Every time I spend time with my sister in-law, I get new t.v. shows to watch. I am now a fan of Gossip Girl, NCIS, and possibly American Idol. I normally am a huge fan of the Idol that is American, but I haven't really watched it this season. This is perfect timing though. I think there are only like two episodes left, so I don't have to invest too much time in it. I have to say that I think David Archuleta is a dork and kind of irritating. I realize that as Mormon from Utah, it's the law or something that I'm supposed to like him, but I don't. Every time I hear him speak I shudder with embarrassment. He has got to stop with the nervous giggling and having nothing to say. Where is this crazy stage dad of his? Why has he not trained the kid to not do that?

-Another t.v. tidbit-I'm so glad Jim and Pam kissed on The Office. They really need to start showing more kissey action. I'm guessing that Jim will propose on the season finale, so hopefully we'll get some more suckey face then.

Well, that's all I've got for today. I say these things in the name of . . . whoops, nevermind.

a little fun never hurt anyone

My little brother went to a dance tonight and the girl he went with had just turned 16, so it was her very first date. We both tried to convince my Dad to meet her at the front door with a shotgun and ask her what her intentions were with Mark, and what time she would have him home by. We almost had him convinced, but then the girl showed up. The thought of traumatizing people (but only in a fun way) makes me happy. Does that make me a bad person?

Overheard at BYU

I'm starting a new feature on my blog. I think everyone will appreciate some of the things I overhear when I'm at school. Enjoy.


"The first time my aunt saw a black person, she said 'Hey, look at that guy's tan!'"

I have a coke problem

Hi, my name is Kim, and I'm an addict.

Diet Coke has gotten ahold of me and won't let go. I can't stop drinking the stuff, which is odd considering I don't even like it. I don't like it because it makes me think of vomit. This is because when I was in junior high I didn't want to go to school (shocker, huh!) but I had already faked being sick too much. This led me to come up with the brilliant idea of making myself throw up by drinking ipecac. I didn't want to just chug the ipecac though, so I mixed it with Diet Coke and myself a little vomit cocktail. Needless to say, it did its job, and I haven't been able to drink Diet Coke ever since . . . or at least until a few weeks ago. I went through a whole two-liter all by myself today.

This has got to stop. Anyone who knows me knows I have never been a soda person. I always, always drink water. Not even juice or milk, only water. If it's a special day or I'm feeling a little crazy, I may add a slice of lemon, but that's as far as it ever went. About two years ago I bought several twelve-packs of different sodas, and I drank one or two of each kind, and then carted the packs with me from one apartment to the next, and then back to my parents house, where my Dad finally got rid of them all a month ago. I think I need an intervention or something. Could someone please call A&E. (Notice that I ended that sentence with a period instead of a question mark. This is because it wasn't a question, it was a command.) Thanks.