I Scream, You Scream.

Nintendo DS.

I really want a Nintendo DS. A pink one. And I would get Mario Kart first. Oh, that would be so cool.

I Scream.

Know what would be hilarious? If instead of asking for ice cream, you just started screaming bloody murder. Then after the other people in the room had practically wet their pants with fear, you just say that you thought that it was easier than asking someone to get you ice cream. Now that would be funny.

Hallmark Christmas Movies.

Have you noticed that you could basically put any word behind the word "Christmas" and it's a Hallmark movie? "The Christmas Choir", "The Christmas Card", "The Christmas Wish", The Christmas Teapot". OK, I'll admit, that last one I made up. Have you also noticed that they all have a very close plot line? I really think that the same person writes all of the scripts.

Injustice.

My children will not watch "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer". The other reindeer are so petty and mean. Even his father is ashamed of him. Then there's Santa, who is just a disgrace. It's one thing to be mean and then to apologize, but they didn't even do that, they just figured that they needed him and then expected him to comply. Well boo on that. I mean come on, if I was Rudolph, I would have just let Christmas be cancelled, and let them know how it feels. All of them are jerks. I hate them all.

Old, crappy movie.

When I was in the hospital I had a TV in my room, and after I had the IV stuck into my hand, I was able to get the full effect of the 1950's sci-fi movie I was watching. Nothing else was on, believe me, or I would have changed it. It was black and white, and about a spaceman who came to earth in his paper-plate space-ship. It was thoroughly silly. When he came out of his ship the first time he vaporized the guards with his non-existent eyes.

Then, when he was carrying the girl, you could actually see the thick black chords holding her up. They didn't even try to disguise them. It was like this:

Car and Shoes:

Have you seen that car commercial where the lady is just driving along and the shoes start falling from the sky? Does it bug anyone else that she’s grabbing a bunch of shoes that don’t match? I mean, unless you have a bunch of crappy craft projects that you have plans for I don’t get what there was to get excited about. But hey, it would make a good story to tell your insurance agent when your trying to get the money to get the dents and scratches buffed out of your hood.

Heaven.

I think Heaven would be just like Disneyland. If it was heaven though, there wouldn't be any lines and the food wouldn't add up to the price of a television set. Maybe just a stereo. I don't want to say it would be free because that's just too unrealistic.

Be careful what you blog for.

Remember when I wrote about never getting sick unless it was a holiday? Yeah, add Thanksgiving and Christmas to my list. Geesh, I think this blog is cursed. I've been sick in some form or another since I wrote that, and let me tell you, it's not pleasant when you've got big plans. BIG PLANS. OK, maybe just little plans, but you catch my drift.

Random Stuff.

And finally, I don't usually make New Years Resolutions, but I am making one this year. I've decided to include a new segment in my blog called "Random Stuff". I think it would be a refreshing new twist on my current blog, which is so relevant.

Update. As of... now.

Mobile. Bond-Mobile.

I was thinking today, wouldn’t it be hilarious if James Bond all of the sudden came out of character in this next movie, and yelled out “To the Bond-Mobile!” Then there would be some kind of spinning cartoon head before it flashes to the next scene. Ah man. That would be awesome.

Sick.

Mom and Dad have been sick this weekend. How come they get all the luck? I am constantly wishing I was sick enough to stay in bed, and what do I get? Dumb sore throats that leave me completely capable of doing what I need to do, but with an uncomfortable scratch in my throat. Then when I do get sick it’s usually stomach flu, and it’s ALWAYS on a weekend, when there’s a holiday or other major event. Believe me, I have a list.

Halloween X 2 (or more)
Christmas X 2 (or more)
Thanksgiving
Wedding
New Years
Sleepovers (More than once)
Friends already over (many times)
Visiting someone (lots)
Someone visiting us (HA!)
The day Harry Potter 4 came out
My Birthday (countless)

I’m sure there are more, I just can’t think of any at the moment.

Emotional.

Why is everything more emotional with music? It can be something completely stupid or pointless and it still almost brings on tears. Observe:
I was looking at the picture on my ipod. I didn’t put them on there, they just go on when I plug it in, so they are all old blog pictures I have used. (There are 110, p.s. and that’s not counting the one’s on the other computer or the deleted ones. See what I do for my reader…s?) Anyway, I found out that you can put the pictures to a slide show and change the music and transitions and all that. So, that was cool. It was set on this old playlist that Elizabeth made, so I started watching it. As I watched photos of Extra gum, Mexican Michael Welch, the silver oven, cartoon cats and spiders, my “buy 2” sign and cinnamon buns slide by, I actually started to get emotional. I thought maybe I have a reason to. After all, I really love writing on my blog, and it’s been kind of a record of the silly things in life. Then I thought, “That’s pathetic Catherine.”

Not busy.

I keep on trying to come up with reasons of why I haven’t been writing on my blog all that much. I couldn’t figure it out. I wasn’t all that busy. Then I realized, it was because I didn’t have all the silly things to write about. I don’t do all that much, so I don’t have anything to write about. I guess I’ll just have to wing it… because I usually take so much time to plan this out. Actually I do. Huh.

Pool.

I like pool. I like pools. Actually, I like ools. Anyway, there is a pool table at the institute. Me and Kammie, and our friend Garrett play after class sometimes. I’m terrible. Unfortunately, gone are the days of me being called a “pool shark” because of a few lucky shots at a family reunion. Though I’d rather be called an “ool shark” (he he) anyway, I wish I still knew how to get a stinking ball into a pocket! I can’t get any in. Kammie is either very good or very luck when it comes to pool. I wish I could claim she was just really lucky, but that would sound petty. And you might think I’m lying just because I can’t play. That would be true. Though, some of those shots could not possibly have been planned. Usually Garrett gets second. I’m always last. Boo.

Epilogue: Yesterday I won twice! They took a picture because they couldn't believe it. I'll have to get it from Garrett.

Bear Arms

I saw this bumper sticker the other day that said something like “Protect our right to bear arms.” At first I thought it was about weapons. Then I saw it clearly. They mean BEAR arms. You know bear claws? Like the doughnut? This was just a maple bar and bear claw put together. That’s a bear arm. I guess this guy just really liked doughnuts.

Sorry about the wait. I know how it feels to have to wait forever for a website to update. This picture is of Dante's Divine Comedy, if you catch my drift.

Speaking of websites, I just wanted to let everyone know how much I truly despise facebook. I never get any posts or emails, and when I do, it's like "You've been invited" to something stupid. But, I guess I'll survive. Don't worry, I'm not talking about any of you, don't get all worried.

I thought this painting was pretty. I was actually looking for "Twilight" like the books, but this will do. Anyway, I found out that my sisters are planning on having a twilight party without me. Excuse me for wondering, but I thought that was ix-nayed when the movie release date was moved. Fine, I'll have a party by myself. With myself.

Speaking of movies, I went to Kammie's house the other day and watched the Hulk. It was just as good as the first time. I've decided to call the hulk the "Green Eyed Man." Get it? Like that one song, except not. I'm so clever.

Two nights ago, I woke up when I heard a clatter... well I don't think you would call it a clatter, it was more like Velcro coming undone, and a thump of a bunch of socks, because that's exactly what it was. My sock holder thing that was in my closet was so chuck full of socks, that it finally came down. I wonder why things like that always happen when you're asleep. Anyway, I decided I needed to get rid of some of my socks. There was just one problem, and those who know me would understand, I have a hard time letting go of things. In fact, I remember where most of the socks came from. Anyway, I decided that I needed to look on the Internet for some good ideas to make sock crafts. It could be fun. I don't know how I'll feel about cutting up socks or gluing stuff to them though. The truth is that I probably won't use them for anything anyway. Oh well.

The other night I went to a Priest and Laurel activity. I'll be the first to admit that I am no longer a laurel. OK, that doesn't make sense. The point is, that I wasn't actually supposed to be there, I just went to set up. But then there were only like 10 kids who showed up, and I knew all of them really well, plus the fact that when I tried to leave, they all started crying. Ha ha, just kidding, about the crying anyway. But I stayed and it was fun. It was Harry Potter themed, so needless to say, the team I was on crushed everyone else in the trivia competition. Me and these two other kids on my team had all read the books... a lot. Anyway, I don't know if it was fair that we were on the same team, but it was fun. I felt like a huge dork though, because I actually did know a lot of the answers. Like "What was the first password they used in the first book to get into the common room?" Do you know?

All my Halloween dreams have been crushed. I REALLY wanted to do something for Halloween because I wanted to be a cowgirl, but there's nothing to do. So I told mom we should go to Provo, but she has meetings on Friday. We'd never make it in time.

I got to spend $500 on candy the other day. But look at this picture. Are they trying to poison kids or something? There are three mismatched pieces of candy in this picture. Can you find them? It shouldn't be that hard because I circled them, so your time's up. Anyway, they don't belong.

I have to return two books to the library today. I don't like checking them out though anymore. I have a fine. Over a dollar. I can't believe it. Do they track you down if you leave the state?

The other day while picking out some pumpkins at the grocery store. Actually it was after I picked them out and payed for them, I saw a big suburban that said "Was Me Please", written in the dust. First I thought "real original" then I realized there was no h on the end of was. So I came to the conclusion that they were trying to say "Waste me please", referencing the fact that they no longer liked their car, and wanted someone to ram into it, in turn getting insurance money, and putting toward a new car. They couldn't actually write "waste" because if they did, the insurance company would see and charge the owner of the parked car for the accident. I found out their secret though. It's a good thing for them that I'm not a cop.

As promised... or not, I went to see High School Musical 3 in theaters on the opening day. I know, some may thinks it's cheesy, but I don't care. I thought it was the best thing since... High School Musical 1! And no, I'm not being sarcastic, I really did love both of them. Actually all of them. In fact, I bought the soundtrack on the way home from the movie. I would have gotten it earlier, but I have this thing, where i don't want to get it until I see the movie, so nothing gives away anything. I have all the soundtracks now, plus it gave me a free ringtone. I know, right? I must admit, this 3rd movie was the best. Talk about every girls dream.

And while I'm on the subject of Zac Efron, I just wanted to post this website:

http://www.17againmovie.com/

Talk about funny. And just to let you know, I was super excited to see this movie BEFORE this hilarious trailer. I saw a "making of" a long time ago and was excited, now I'm even more so. Go watch this. You won't be disappointed.

"I'm a princess, and princesses don't get sick."

I'm sick. I don't like being sick. It's... unpleasant. So anyway, I didn't go to work today. I'm way too awake though. I slept in until 10, then took a 3 hour nap this afternoon, so I decided that I'd catch up on my blogging.

I got a coupon the other day for bath and body works stuff. So I went in and realized the coupon wasn't good until the next day. I bought some anyway. They were on sale... and I'm weak. I got moonlight path for mom because she lost hers, then wild honeysuckle for me. Mom then told me she had found hers earlier in the week and felt guilty taking it, so she gave it to me. She's so nice. I am pretty devastated though because I found out that you can't buy two of my favorite fragrances even online. Puh huh. There are a bunch of others though, plus when I bought the two the other day they gave me ANOTHER coupon. I LOVE coupons. He he he.

Speaking of work, the other day I was on hold with Qwest... again, and they have this recording that goes something like this: "We know your time is valuable and we thank you for holding. A representative will be with you as quickly as possible." What I don't think they realize is that something like that just makes me angry. What it sounds like to me is: "We know we're wasting your time, but we're not going to go any faster, just to make you angry."

Then, I was on the phone with HP later... again. After spending over an hour with them earlier figuring out the fax machine, and them putting in an order for a "print head", it started working fine. So I called again, with the order number in hand to cancel the order. It took 20 minutes. And then, guess what came in the mail the other day. AN UN-NEEDED PRINT HEAD. Twenty minutes of my life...

We were watching "Designed to Sell" tonight. One of my least favorite shows, p.s., and at the end they show you how they spent the money. So, the host asked the designer to "break it down". Well, you may not think this was funny, but I instantly thought of the designer starting to break dance. I started laughing.

I was thinking of the logo for State Farm the other day. "Like a good neighbor, state farm is there." I thought, for me at least, a good neighbor would leave me alone. Then I thought of people like Amy and Kathy, and thought again.

Oh my good gravy. 14 days left. I am so excited, though it's split with Twilight (tee hee hee) which is coming out next month. But I must say, Zac Efron is super cool. And really good looking. I hate to say cute, or hot. I don't know why. It's like when you say cute, it's a kid, or when you say hot it reminds me of saying "Hhhhhot." If that's makes sense.

I have been reading a lot lately. And I especially like this author named Shannon Hale. I've read four of her books and am starting a fifth. I am kind of sad though, because this is the last novel, besides children's novels of hers I haven't read yet. Anyway, I went on her website and found out that she's Mormon. I was so excited that I ran and told mom. Anyway, I am now asking my 3-4 readers a favor. If you have any suggestions for books, I'd much appreciate it. I am running out of new books to read.

I'm a dork... I know.

This morning I had to wake up at 6:15. I haven't woken up that early since... well it's been a long time. I had to go to work. Then I got sick. I blame it on the early morning. So, I have decided, for the good of my health, not to wake up early ever again.

I just finished reading the third fablehaven book. It was definately a good one. I read the second one, which ended with the person that was going to save the day being suspected of treason. Oh dear. I have to say though, I was on the edge of my seat, wondering how Kendra and Seth were going to save Fablehaven this time. Geesh, that was a close one.

As I was saying earlier, I had to get up hecka early. The up-side is that my boss and co-worker lady took me out to breakfast. In fact they took me out to dinner last night, breakfast this morning, and lunch today. Yikes-a. It was good. I got a small omelette this morning, which was wierd because I usually don't like eggs, then I got a sandwich for lunch. After last night I was more careful when choosing. And I'll tell you why:

Last night I got a fagita at the mexican restaurant. Apparantly I ordered a "fajita burrito". You have to say it really fast with a mexican accent. It sounds cool. Anyway, though it was delicious, it was ENORMOUS. I am telling you, it was huge. Imagine an enchilada, the kind my mom makes are really good, so imagine those ones, and times that by 4. Then there was the rice and beans. It's a good thing I didn't have chips beforehand, but I still only ate half of it. It was embarrasing because even my boss, who is a man, got something that was the same size or smaller. Then the other lady we were with got something much smaller. So, they called it a burrito when they brought it over. In my head I was thinking "Oh please don't let that be mine." And then of course it was.

Our waiter at the restaurant looked really familiar. Then I realized he looks exactly like Michael Welch, a rising star, who will be playing Mike Newton in the heavily anticipated upcoming film "Twilight" (See later in post). The only difference was that he was Mexican. Observe-

Earlier I was thinking, "I want a kimono". Then I saw this picture and thougth "Maybe not." Though it's beautiful, I really don't think that many people could pull it off. I am no exception.

I know I'm a geek, but I watched the new Twilight trailer and all I can say is "tee hee hee". I am so psyched. He he. I haven't been this excited since Harry Potter, which just makes me look like even more or a dork. Well if you don't like it... then uh... too bad. EAT THAT!

"Imagine a building contractor..."

Just to let you know, I am sacrificing precious math time to do this. The funny thing is, I almost feel more guilty not blogging than doing math. I should probably get my priorities straight.











The other night I went "Happy Fun Night". It was pretty fun. I did wear shoes you couldn't play volleyball in, so I had to go barefoot. I probably got some disease. I still get the heebly jeeblies just thinking about it. Kammie went with me, and, ignoring my persistant "Let's just go home."s, convinced me it would be fun. It was, though I kept looking like an idiot because I could never serve correctly on the first try. Luckily they gave you three chances. I am usually pretty good at serving, looks like it was just luck.






Yesterday I was bored, not for lack of stuff to do, mostly because I didn't want to do the things I should have been doing, and am now suffering the consequenses. A.k.a. having to do math today, and having to clean and organize my bathroom tomorrow. Anyway, (see how distracted I get), I decided that I wanted to make an angel food cake. And despite Alton Brown's "intermediate" rating on how do make it, and his 25 minute prep time, it took me three hours, and 24 eggs. I know. I actually had to blend sugar, so it was super fine, but still not powdered sugar, then crack and separate 24 eggs (I only needed 12, it just ended up this way after I ruined the first batch), and sift the flour mixture into the egg mixture WHILE hand mixing it. I ended up holding the sifter handle in my mouth while I poured and mixed. It would have been really embarrassing if someone had walked in. It was actually really good in the end though.



This is our forerunner. Ok, it's not. Ours is black and older, and didn't get it's own photo shoot. So the other night, I was driving my friends around. You see Amiee and Kammie were both here, and then Krista and Jennie were there too. I never thought I'd be reduced to tears by my own friends. Ok, so they didn't actually make me cry, but I did do a lot of yelling. They didn't listen.






I got a job, and part of that job is having to find out how much it would cost to put an add on the radio. So, I called the local radio stations, and of course, they couldn't give me any information that I could use unless I had information for them, which I didn't. I thought my dad was the king of analagies. I was wrong. This one guy I was talking to gave me three in our 5 minute conversation. He was telling me over and over again how he couldn't tell me how much it would cost until I had more information. I wanted to shoot myself. I kept on saying "OK, I'll get more information-" "Imagine a car salesman..." "I understand, I'll get back to you with more-" "Imagine a building contractor..." "So how long are your commercials?" "They are 30 and 60 seconds. Imagine a toilet paper roll..."


A couple of weeks ago dad asked me to make a remembrance scrap book for the stake president for the trek. I said I would and so we got the stuff that week. i got a 30 page scrap book done in about 8 days. No small feat my friend. I am actually pretty proud of it though. I kind of want to keep it, but that would be silly because first off we made it for him, and second, I didn't actually go on the trek. So... yeah.






I am so excited. I am getting a king size bed. Ok, so we're not actually buying one, but we are putting the two twin beds together to make one. How cool is that? I'll tell you- very. I am even trying to get mom to let me write "Celery" on my bedspread like in this picture I saw on the internet. I guess it must be the new thing.








Today has been a good day. If you want to know more about why, you'll have to call me because I don't know who read this and I don't want to embarrass myself.









And lastly. On my way home from church every sunday, I see this funeral home. As I drive past, I always have a double-take moment. Because everytime, I'm sure it says "Martin's funerals and ceramics." I start wondering "why the heck would you want to buy ceramics from a place where they prepare dead bodies?" Then I look again and see that it really says "Martin's funerals and cremations." That clears it up quite a bit, though makes it no less creepy. I didn't find a picture of a coffin, because honestly I didn't want to look for one. You never know what people are going to put on the internet these days.