creative resume

each morning, I wake up with determination to go find a job. (by the time I get out of bed, get ready, do some yoga, etc. I've lost my youthful zeal...and I end up here!) besides determination, my resume would need revamping because it is geared toward teaching or reporting. I need one geared toward waitressing. anyway, I saw this a few months ago--but this resume by Sam is super cool.

not to mention his whole blog is hilarious. I actually met him in real life about a year ago...at a work dinner--we were both brought by friends who worked together. he is even funnier in real life.


on etsy.

she's been in my favorites forever, but i'm still very fond of jenniferdennispotter on etsy. i'd definitely like one of these custom photos.

moving out.

goodbye s101. and campus plaza. and gordy.

yes, I'm back with mom + dad. it feels weird. coming home is one of those growing up things that leaves you lazy and completely frustrated. I don't like being reminded to turn off the light. but I like this whole no rent thing. and really, what else do I have to do?


your message here project.

your message here project by something's hiding in here. they're always up to something spectacular. see the flickr stream here.


meg's wedding: day 2

meg and her "dad" Coach Mess. sweet. all the details were so beautiful. Laurie and Phoebe did such a beautiful job.

unfortunately, the band didn't have "I Swear." we'll get 'em next time.

me and Tess.

aren't they so great?

open book: i think getting married would be a really weird (slash good) experience--but i can't say for sure. i can say, however, that when your best friend gets married, it's a whirl of emotions. primary emotion = ecstatic. the phrase "i'm so happy for..." is used a lot. but i really mean it. i am so happy for her. i am happy that she is married. i look around and i am just amazed that people even find each other--2 people fall in love. and i'm happy for her.

but at 19-almost-20-years-old, i have to ask myself...what will my life be? being single suddenly doesn't seem like all i've cracked it up to be. i feel like megan has started her life, but i am just waiting for mine to take off. there were moments at the reception or during the ceremony when I had time to myself to wonder if i could stand it one more year being unmarried. I know, I know. I'm young. too young to be thinking such thoughts even. but Megan's identity has always been a huge part of my identity, and now her identity is changing, so my own must be revisited--a renegotiation of our social contract.

on Thursday, I dropped off my mother at the temple for the ceremony, and made my way over to Megan's parent's house to be in company with her younger sisters, Laura, Addie, and little baby neice Ivy. there wasn't much happening on the radio, so I turned it to 105.7 KBYU, where the BYU graduation commencemet exersices was being broadcast. BYU, my school, where some of my friends were sitting in their caps and gowns, listening to President Samuelson.

he was speaking just as you would expect him to speak. he said something to the effect of "many of you will go on to more schooling; others of you will go out in the world to work; and some of you will begin real work in the home, raising children."

I got a little teary at this. teary because as I was listening, Megan was taking that first step to begin that real work. how happy I am for her example and friendship. also, teary because that is a step I'm nowhere close to taking. I felt confused. the exercises continued, and President Samuelson accepted the graduates, and applause filled the arena and my car stereo.

at that moment, I felt a calming reassurance that my life was sufficient. I was enough. my life is ok...it's not the same as Megan's, and I'm not being left behind. I'm just doing what I'm doing. and that is enough. that moment brought peace, and I was so certain that that work, the work in the home, was what I am meant to do. what I want to do. but it is right that I am not starting that work right now. as much as I want to be.

one year ago, I discovered the meaning of the phrase "bloom where you're planted." now, as I make the same transitions with a little different context, I am learning to live when I am.

my favorite excerpts from Emerson's Self-Reliance:

"Accept the place the divine Providence has found for you...My life is not an apology, but a life. I tis for itself and not for a spectacle. I much prefer that it should be of a lower strain, so it be genuine and equal, than that it should be glittering and unsteady...Few and mean as my gifts may be, I actually am, and do not need for my own assurance or the assurance of my fellows any secondary testimony."

meg's wedding: day 1

Megan and Blake got married on Thursday, April 23, 2009. it was such a beautiful day. can you believe those blue skies?


journals @ boutique in sandy.

my roommate Ariel is selling her journals at a boutique in Sandy today. the journals are darling...if you are interested, here are the details.

when: 2 p.m. to 8 p.m today, April 24.
where: 647 E. Apple Tree Dr
Sandy, UT 84070

if you have any questions call 801-505-2050


my best friend.

the bridal party (some of)--treated me to a pedicure :)
is getting married today. can you believe it? what a whirwind. finals are over, I am moved home, and my better half has found her own--a fact I am ecstatic to reconcile. not only is she in love with her boy, but she's mature and beautiful and classy. I look up to Megan so much and I'm so glad that she is making headway in the marriage department--she will definitely be showing me the ropes (when that time comes).

congratulations Meg and Blake. love you.



are not the best time to get a cold. i feel like Kathleen Kelly on You've Got Mail, running around picking up tissues.

or for your toilet to flood at midnight. gross.


hooray for

sundresses and warm weathers.
finding the true meaning of Easter.
great sisters and onion jam.
mom and dad--cleaning dad's office.
trying on bridesmaid dresses in convenient store restrooms.
seeing the new Hannah Montana movie!
grading 70 papers.
starting new chapters.
hiatus from blogging for finals. {see you soon..for now, start your way to a better blog.}


i'm a freak.

I went to a dinner with my roommate tonight. walking home in the pouring rain, I did a little jump. when I landed a millisecond later, I realized I'm becoming a complete freak. I don't know why...but I just feel my disposition has changed so much in the last few months. I've been acting like a crazy person. I make these ridiculously ugly faces in public, I make inappropriate comments, I do accents. they're not even good accents. but I do French, British, New York, Spanish, Moldovan, etc. I'm a freak.

just so you know.


egg rolls.

I made egg rolls the other day, thanks to my sister Melissa. I shouldn't be posting about this because it's no accomplishment. but every time I cook a meal, I want to post about it. this is literally the first meal I've cooked since last spring.


I loooooooove what I found via unruly-things a few weeks ago. on We Make Words, Amy and Luci alternate posting photos of related words. it is beautiful work. you can also see Amy on One Day and All the Mountains...

makeshift pranks.

a TA friend, Adrianne, and I found these giant frames lying around the American Heritage office. we decided to put them to good use today. we printed pictures of ourselves and hung the masterpieces in the student review room. I'm not sure how funny other people thought it was, but we got a kick out of it.
we also put my boss's stapler in jell-o. I mean, not that original--but I feel like no one plays tricks anymore. but I do.