Creole Wisdom

juve-nile?

am i too old to wear my hair like this?



... you tell me... and i am 21 (forever, eternally, it feels like)

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as creole-in-dc asks, is it hotness or hotmess?!?

the weekend review: sun-day, sunday

•So Curtis was begging and pleading for me to go down to his town for Church, and meet his parents (okay, he didn't beg- he kindly asked, but it would of sounded better the begging way, huh?)
•He came and kindly picked me up, under the disclaimer that I would not make fun of his car (I did not, at least he has one- don't get me started ; )
•Church was good. I am 100-percent-positive I distracted Curtis enough where he could not pay attention to the speaker.  It was a great older building with pretty wooden pews, and neat ceiling work.  It was a really nice break from the 1987 wannabe fashion show that is the King Henry ward on Sundays.  I know that was mean, but come see for yourself!
•And because I know you wanted to see:

•Disclaimer: he did not wear that to Church.  This was taken by his littlest brother after dinner. 
•And how fun was it to go to Church and be able to hold hands/mug on each other bwahaha I am so bad, I mug on my very own RM (return missionary).
•I got to meet the family, eat dinner (mystery jello, ahh!), and then play games.  I won phase 10- and as a result Curtis will never play another game with me ever again.  He also has trouble eating in my presense, as he dropped not only his drumstick, but dessert on his lap.  His parents were cracking up and they say he never does that- hilarious.  Ingrained in my mind forever.
•It would not be a fun weekend without a little "crisis"- Curtis got a flat on the way home.  I pretended to "learn" how to fix one:

•Oh no, a flat.  Images of the swearing scene in A Christmas Story were rushing through my mind!

•Jacking the car up.  Look at those sexy arms?  Puny, skinny arms are not my thing, give me some workin' mans arms.  Yum!

•Because I was not really learning car care 101 from Mr. Citris, I decided to do a self-portrait in the pitch dark. 
•After that "crisis" was resolved we drove on down to the baby capital of the world, i.e. where I live, and sat by the Temple and talked for an hour.  I was tired.  Then he took me home so I could go to sleep- at 2am!
•Good Sunday!  Loved it.

back to my prairie

You know how sometimes good things happen to me?  Like last night.  My mother called, "would you like to go see the Guthrie's production of Little House on the Prairie?"  Obviously. How could I pass that up.  You know, I thought I was Laura growing up.  I'm serious. I had it all: the hardcover books, the paperdolls, the picture books, the cook book, a pioneer Halloween costume, trips to historic Ingalls sites with cousins during hot Midwestern summers. 

{ I cannot wait to get back home to my prairie to see this, we're going the night of my homecoming.  Life is good.

keepin' it real

So, you know, I am all about keepin' it real.  I mean, what is the point of pretending your life is perfect on some blog when all know life is generally pretty rough (fun, but rough).  Anyway, I was just laughing when Shannon tagged me to do this challenge.  I hope you are not too turned off by these real- unedited- photos of my life-
1. Fridge:  Now, keep in mind my dearest readers that I have just moved in and my payday is on Friday.  So just put those two pieces of knowledge together along with the fact that my roomies are not cooking/eating in kind of people. 

2. Closet: Since I already showed you my bedroom closet, which is still pretty and organized I thought I'd show you the hall closet.  I keep all my linens and miscellaneous bathroom items here.  As you can see I like to keep it all essential: beach towel, cute sheets, wash clothes, hairdryer (thanks Mom), detergent, extra hair product, and tampons. I am not really sure what that ugly stain is on the bottom right hand side.  : (

3. Kitchen Sink: Not much so say I guess.  It's usually pretty clean- Ya'll know I'm kind of obsessive right?  Um, you didn't?  You must not read this blog often enough.  Anyway, I am, and with that comes a cleaning fetish and desire to cover all in bleach and softscrub (I can do some mean work on a high chair back at the daycare, you should of seen me...)

4. Toilet: Not too bad.  It got cleaned on Saturday, so that is really helpful. 

5. Favorite Shoes: I am not that much of  "shoe person," but I do appreciate some cute ones when I find them.  These are so hott to me right now, my cowgirl boots from the MN State Fair.  I am just in love with them, the fair, and all they represent-

6. My favorite Room: Bedroom, I guess.

7. What are my kids doing: No kids, yet. Maybe they're annoying God?
8. Laundry: Now, you got me on a good day.  I just put a load in before I shot this.


9. Self Portrait: Keep in mind it was really hot, so that explains the hair- and my mirror is dirty!
10. Dream Vacation: You know I want to go to Provence, and see something like this:

So, I tag: Emily Kate, Brittany, Keya, and NieNie

the green thumb stops here

I do not have a green thumb.  I can hardly keep Burt my poor cactus alive, and I killed Alice my beloved, but weak aloe vera plant.  My mother on the other hand... she is practically a professional.  It is the one domestic skill I cannot do. 

These remind me of cupcakes.  Delectable, frosting covered cupcakes.  Maybe I'm just hungry...

So aside from having ugly bunions, my tootsies do look pretty good.  I am all about nude-colored nail polish because when it starts to "go" you don't notice it as much.  And my friend Jay would kick my trash if she saw me running around with some crimson, chipped hands/feet.  And thankfully for her I am lucky to have someone who can be a true friend and call me out on looking/acting trifling. 

My step-dad is quite talented with a watering hose.  I got to witness it from behind the tree. 

this side of paradise

I have a thing for used book stores.  I think it stems from this: mom: loves antiques dad: loves/owns tons of books = me, lover of used books.  They are less expensive, and sometimes the previous owners have marked/dog eared the best parts.  The cover work is superb, too.

A used book store literally steps from my sorority house.  they have a cat that I can pet, too.  Did you see the bird? Ah, so cute!

Oh Anne Rice!  You are so talented, I am all for writing about Christ, but you should also write some of your regular stuff, too (even if it is a bit trashy).

F Scott Fitzgerald: We hail from the same city, you were really quite a hottie ('cept for the 5'8" part), too bad it's not 1925 and you can dump that crazy Zelda for moi.  I am enjoying your text, too. Like Daisy I can cry over a good shirt, so we might get along.

If you want to lean more about my really hot reading life, go here

a little introduction

So, as promise here is Curtis. Is he not cute?

This kid is so nice.  Really, he is, and he thinks I'm hilarious/gorgeous/smart. What's more funny is that he poses in every photo, check it out...

See? He does pose. And you know, if you can pose for a picture you're a favorite of mine. After all, awkward stances are just that... awkward. When Curtis was serving here he always had the best ties. Look at the blue one? Really, it is so nice!

So, without further ado a little interview (Nie style, of course):

Where were you born/grow up?
Born in Provo Utah, lived there until I was 6 or so and moved to Elk Ridge (He loves the southern part of Utah, when I asked what he thought about SLC he noted, "she's nice" LOL)

Do you like it there?
I love it

Your favorite color?
It's a tie between red, black, and blue

Who are you voting for in 08?
haven't decided they all piss me off

What band do you like the best?
Linkin Park

Apples or oranges and why?
Oranges, they show you get great things after your work for them, unless you wan to cut your dreams up into slices .lol

So you served your mission in Minneapolis, was it cold?
Yeah, at least it was for me but it wasn't unbearable

Your dream job?
Concept Artist for Squaresoft or Squareenix as its called now

What are you planning on going to school for? (Major)
Graphic Artistry or Design, minor in photography

Where you do you see yourself in five years?
Happily married to the love of my life, one kid on the way, and a stable job to support them

How did you meet me?
I met Katie in the Dinkytown ward when I was called to serve there as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

Some fun, random facts about Curtis:
•He is 1/2 Greek.  Nope, not my Greek, the real Greek.
•His bossiness can be attributed to the fact that he is the oldest of 4 boys
•Loves to wear the color blue
•Lives with two dogs and one cat
•Loves Chinese food
•Eats cheesecake on his birthday and was "depressed" last year (when Jana and I took him out) because he had to settle for just ice cream (albeit the best ice cream in the midwest, ba)

cranky

I am cranky

(Yes, that is my cranky face. You never see me perturbed, and so here it is. Pout and all)
The reason for my mood:

Too many pages in this and other books to read. Ahhh.

...I'd rather:

read British Vogue. Sigh.

in the spirit of sundays

So you obviously know what I do Sunday mornings, but what about the rest of the day? So, in the style of the blog-famous Nie I present:

Don't I look pensive, serene, and calm? That is what Sundays do to me! They chill me the h-cough-heck out. I love em'

I like to look around my surroundings (in this case, my parents' home). In this room alone (counting behind me) there are over 9 antiques. My mother is always dragging me to antique stores! She has great taste!

Walking around the living room, for the millionth time that day. Just thinking about things and drinking sparkling water (common).

Something fun to do...

Happy Sunday afternoon. And would you believe my self control? I did not take a nap... not once!

oh the privileges of greekdom

One of the silly stereotypes of Greek life is that it is oh-so-exclusive.  Well, in some cases there are a few fun privileges that come along with doing the whole sorority thing.

Today Scarlett Johansson.  Yes, Scarlett Johansson, visited two sorority houses on campus to promote voting and Barack Obama. Why she decided to come to the houses I do not know, but it was pretty exciting to see a star first hand, especially someone who I like! She is tiny, 5ft 1inches I believe, and well- not as super gorgeous as in the movies. But I guess that's to be expected. 

Well, on to the photos without further ado:
The press getting ready for Johansson's debut from behind this sorority house's kitchen. Even though I got there twenty minutes before the beginning I only got a halfway decent seat.. in the back.

Here she is speaking about foreign policy and Barack's stance on The Iraqi War. After talking she answered questions. So many people were taking pictures, and she didn't say anything. I am surprised we could even do that-


I think she had a lot of interesting points to make. I know that lots of people in the crowd asked her difficult questions, and she did seem pretty nervous.  All in all my consensus is that stars are just regular people-