"Lisa, meet pavement"

Carpooling can be dangerous.
If you're me that is.
I've been in and out of my fair share of Jeeps before, I dated a guy who drove one for pete's sake.  I never had to sit in the back before though, and last night, that's where I was.  All was going well until it came time to get out at the end of the night (granted I had done this twice already that evening, and with much success), I crawled up behind the front passenger's seat, put one foot on the pavement outside and continued for the exit. My other foot was not so keen to join me.  It had decided it liked the back of the jeep and wanted to stay there until the cows came home!  This selfishness from my left foot resulted in my quick introduction to the pavement.  A chance encounter I may have missed in other circumstances.  It was even nice enough to leave me a few large bruises as a parting gift, now who says Valentine's Day is good for nothing?

Jerks and Gingivitis

So, those of you who actively read this blog (good for you by the way) may recall the incident with "Creeper" the married bus driver extraordinaire who wouldn't leave me alone.
Anyway, to give you a glimpse further into my life, I am on Eharmony.com, and as I checked my matches this morning, "what to my wondering eyes should appear?" If you couldn't tell by the posts lead in, yeah, that's right, I got matched with "Creeper".

HOW does that happen?
needless to say I immediately closed that match, and I sincerely hope he doesn't recognize me from the picture on my profile.

Can my day get any better?
I think so, after all, I do have the dentist to look forward to this afternoon, doesn't get much better than that now does it?

yes, but what do you do?

I was recently thinking about some of the things I have done in my life (mostly because I've been feeling a little unfulfilled) so I thought I'd list a few.  I do have a rotten memory, so this could be harder than I imagine.

took voice lessons
played little league softball
took swimming lessons twice (I couldn't master diving during the first round)
was on the math team and went to regionals (amazing considering I loathe math)
took an art class every year from 5th grade to 11th grade
took ceramics (not my best subject)
studied French for 2 years
started doing theatre at age 12
ran a 6 1/2 minute mile
managed the high school softball team
was on the volleyball team and track team
took photography for 2 years
started drawing cartoons in 6th grade
auditioned for and was accepted into Cache Valley Young Artists (a singing group)
participated in and got a pretty good score at Drama Competition
had a paper route in middle school
became a manager as the youngest employee at my second and third jobs
hiked Little Si and Mount Si a few times
served in various church callings
sang in church (and lived to tell the tale) numerous times
made the honor roll
was briefly part of Science Olympiad
drove a fork-lift (just for fun)
had near death experiences
used to ride my bike to school
took dance classes in high school
ventured into the unknown seemingly unarmed
endured taunts from my peers
gained a testimony
found Christ in my life
continually strive to reach my ultimate destination

kinds of scatter-brained, and didn't quite turn out how I was anticipating, but there you go.  I have done a few things after all.  And those are just the things I can remember.

If at first you don't succeed

Not being in school this semester, I have been feeling really weird.  I have no homework, no projects, nothing outside of work to "complete" within a deadline, so to compensate for that, I recently signed-up for, and started taking a drawing class through the Harold Petersen Art Center located in Sugarhouse.  I used to take art classes, and people tell me that I have a knack for it, it doesn't hurt that I enjoy it a little bit either.
I decided to mainly focus on improving my portraits.  Truth be told, I am not good at portraits, never have been good at portraits, but desperately want to be good at portraits.  Mine generally turn out looking like some bad cartoon character who didn't get good ratings so their show was canceled.
My first class consisted of me drawing a still-life so my instructor could gauge my level of expertise (or lack thereof).  To be honest, I abhor still-lifes.  I find them boring, time consuming and just the slightest bit annoying.  But I rose above these feelings (sort of) and whiled away 2 hours drawing this still-life from various viewpoints.  Luckily, my instructor was pleased with my skill level, but also offered a life-changing (for my drawings at least) suggestion.
He explained that my method of shading was best employed for very rough sketches (which is generally all I ever do, so this made sense) and that he knew of a couple better options, which he was quick to teach me.

Anyway, I went back to class today, a new sketch pad, pencils and eraser in my hand and a fixed determination to complete a successful portrait.  Or at least a portrait that didn't look like it should be running around with Scooby-Doo solving mysteries.

I found my subject to be willing and able, I did have to pry her out of the magazine first, but she didn't seem to mind.

After excessive measuring to ensure that I drew her features at the correct place, in the correct size, and in the proper relation to one another, I was elated to find that (employed with some fabulous new shading techniques) I was able to create my first portrait that I am actually proud of.

After all my years of art classes, I am satisfied.

I will however, keep working at it.

Round 1

We're gonna play a new game.

It's the "Quote-of-the-day Guessing Game"

Guess who said this gem,

"My pants won't stay up and I keep getting wedgies!"

"I just don't deserve you"

I love old-school Disney movies.
I'm sitting here watching "Beauty and the Beast" with Kelly, and deriving much joy from the experience.  I can actually remember when I first saw the movie way-back-when.  Kind of awesome considering I was 5. 
Anyway, getting off topic.
I like to watch the people and situations in the backgrounds of movies.  Animators put in some pretty funny stuff in there (for the adults I'm sure).
The same can be said for live-action movies, when the extras have interesting expressions on their faces, or you see them walk by 3 or 4 times in a 2 minute segment.
I seriously have no idea where I'm going with this post, so I'm just going to stop typing now...

Ha!

My roommate and I are hilarious!




The End