More Spoonage

At church today I wore my most favorite piece of jewelry… this spoon handle that my Grandpa made–I guess it runs

in the family. I always get such gracious compliments towards it, and I always credit my Grandpa with the creativity.

Also, wasn't the CES fireside truly amazing tonight? I love them so much. Nikki and I were talking about how the

apostles are always so bold because they are speaking to such a specific audience: the young adults of this church.

Hangin' Donkeys

Today I challenged myself to hang at least two posters around our apartment (our walls are too white for my creative

juices to flow). I didn't even accomplish that… for this was the only thing I acheived hanging. I made this back in 2008

when I lived with Stephanie at Alpine Court. It was from our first Sunday in that ward; Bishop Ross was doing an

object lesson on helping those around us get to where we all want to end up (or something to that effect). The donkey

drawings were up on an overhead projection, and us being the Sunday school scallawags that we were turned to

each other and said "So does that mean my roommate is a donkey?" Later that week I made this poster… clever, eh?

Hello My Name Is…

Tonight I had a couple of old ward reunions. The first one was from when I lived at Alpine Court and the other was

from when I lived at the Colony. One was an organized reunion and the other was a birthday party. It's amazing how

you can not see people for ages and they can recognize you; on the other hand it's amazing how people you have

seen not so long ago don't have any idea who you are, unless they look at your name tag. Can I get a wha', wha'?

Rockin' The Moccasins

Oooo today. T'was good, no, fantastic. I produced my first proof for my very first etching in printmaking. I received

tremendous feedback on my Victore poster. Ate a child's lunch. Did homework. in the library. for reals. Attended yet

another lecture series that made me re-evaluate my life plan after I graduate. At the end of the night… watched 'V for

Vendetta' at Glenhaven 2 wearing my oh-so-very comfy moccasins. Breaking them out for the first time this season.

I've had these pretty little mamas since my freshman year and they never get old… always in style–my kind of shoe.

Not So 'True Blue'

Check out my new do. Done by the lovely and talented Megan. She did my hair right after my car got broken into, and
just in time for Halloween. Only this time it was a bit different… she tried a different blue. She first started putting blue
in my hair during Christmas break, but it would always fade after a couple of washes. This time the blue is super
bright and has yet to fade. Lately, when people notice it, they'll say the phrase 'true blue'. No, my hair is not blue for
the sake of BYU. I don't even go there… it's just the greatest color that compliments black hair. Thanks again Megan!

Comfy Court

After a birthday dinner for Porter, Nikki and I went to a volleyball intramural game. Porter, Roger and Moroni are on
the team. Out of the 249 photos I took, I just could NOT get over this one. It's a classic… sorry Moroni, I just had to.
Nonetheless they won, hardcore; their team is so great. Takes me back to the days of Aubrey's volleyball games.

Pumpkin Porter

Today is Porter's birthday (the founder of the 'meat sweats' phrase). He has turned a whopping twenty-two on this

day. This kid absolutely loves everything made out of pumpkin. So in honor of his birthday Nikki made him a pumpkin

cheesecake (that girl is such a terrific baker, no doubt about it). We devoured the cheesecake and then played our

beloved Rock Band, actually it's Porter's. Thanks… Happy Birthday Porter. Remember: goodnight never never land.