then comes the night...

it is never good to stay friends with people after you have a had a bit of a history with them. from my experience it can just be awkward. tonight i was with one such person and while our third party was talking to someone she knew while we were in line at cafe rio, i had nothing to say to this person. this was someone that i could talk about anything before we parted ways, but now i could not think of 8 minutes worth of conversation with him. it was sort of disturbing that we were so far from each other. oh man how happy i was when our third party came back in line. i hate awkward situations and wish to avoid them at all costs. i am realizing now that i should have gone into the bathroom as i had originally planned when we got to cafe rio...oh well you live and learn.

ps i hate snow and i am really bitter that it snowed. and did you know that reno is like the same weather as utah? i didn't...and i am really upset that it is going to be cold in reno during my 2.5 day jaunt there. stupid nevada. maybe i will win big...go slot machines!

the turkey says gobble gobble

it was a thanksgiving miracle. i started no fights during thanksgiving dinner. then i peacefully read the kite runner and let everyone else clean up! so all in all a great day!

and then what...

i hate thanksgiving...cause i always think that i have to be all 'crafty' around the holidays. i spent 6 hours yesterday making place cards for everyone and they will all just be thrown away after dinner! stupid turkey holiday!

can you say that...?

yesterday i...

1 created my own blog...i'm not really a nerd you know

2 picked up a broken christmas tree that i didn't know was broken at the time, and managed to cram it into my tiny civic while my 6 year old niece grace asked me what my favorite color/animal/food/day of the week was. thanks costco

3 painted my nails black...not cause i'm gothic, but cause i'm cool like that

4 found out i am never watching the bachelor ever again

5 bandaged halle's chin...princess band-aid of course

6 watched the 'brody-less' hills

all in all a great monday! whoever said that mondays suck was seriously disturbed.

will you fall down the stairs please?

when you were a kid you laughed at almost everything. something that i have always loved was laughing. even when i am down and oh so sad, i have found ways to laugh through it. my favorite catch phrase for my life right now is 'i laugh so i don't cry'...it has worked out fantastic! my friends dad even called me the 'giggly one' after dinner, cause i laughed at all of his jokes. i love to laugh! whether it is my favorite tv show, or my niece saying that jesus makes her violent! quoting favorite lines from tv shows or movies that me and my friends watch. or my sister emme and i simply have to lie down on the ground to take pictures.

here we are when we realized that we were so lame to lie on the ground at sundance just to get the fall leaves in the picture...

or maybe we just realized that this was the previous picture...

we are lame, but we are pretty easily entertained.

i have had to learn to not take myself too serious. when i went to college once, i was walking out of my morning class and tripped over a tiny bump in the pavement and somersaulted onto the grass in the middle of the quad...instead of laughing i got up and hurried on my way. my reasoning was if my roommate would have been with me i would have died laughing, but i was all alone with tons of stangers watching me. in retrospect it was hilarious, and i am sure that some of those people went back to their apartments and told their roommates about the girl who totally ate it on the quad that morning.

so let's laugh:

once i turned into the hulk version of myself and chanted 'aly angry'...hilarious

once i fell in the middle of target cause my shoes were slippery

once i totally sat in pumpkin pie and coined my new nickname 'pumpkin bum'

and once we played cards in the parking lot of pizza hut at midnight...camille had a blue tongue from the fun dip i found in my purse, i lost at phase 10 by like 200 hundred points and ate tons of candy... so next time you see someone who looks down...could you please try to fall down the stairs?

with thanks to becca

so if it weren't for my dear childhood friend becca i would not have even started my own blog. what a better place to write all the randomness of my life. and believe me it is plenty random! so thank you becca for being simply who you are on your new york/grown up adventure!