On this day of your birth, oh so many years ago, Michael William, I dedicate this blog post to you.
What can I really say that hasn't already been said?
You're everyone's friend. You're loyal. You're hilarious. You appreciate the beauty of the earth. You're incredibly smart (as evidenced by your crazy love for physics). You rock out. You know how to relax. You see the good in everyone. You are one of the kindest people I know.
You served as my airport ride service in Provo many times and never asked for anything in return. You have integrity. You smile all the time. You should have been born in the 60s or 70s (see rocking out). You're a music snob. You're a baseball lover. You love a clean kitchen. You are a master car packer. You are spiritual. You're a fast talker.
You're patient. You're a goofball (as am I). You're a nerd (I might rival your nerdiness). You're clearly a proud Seattleite and I love it. You love burgers, pizza, and mac n cheese (a true American). You love Brazil. You love apple products. You're always in a trend before it is a trend. You love biographies and WWII history. You can quote Arrested Development like nobody's business. You're a swimmer. You were my defensive coordinator for my flag football team in college.
You are so loving. Thanks for being my everything.
Monday, September 15, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Picking and Choosing
Someone once told me that when they bought an album, they just picked and chose songs they liked, and then either deleted the rest (!) or put them on an extra HD. I've had a couple of sampling CDs from this person, and it has driven me crazy that I've gotten 3 songs off of an album because the person had stored only those 3 songs on their computer. When I get to know a band, I must listen to their whole album. The record companies are complaining about the decline of the album and rise of the single, but really it's their own fault. That's how I grew up with music -- listening to singles on the radio and then going to Tower to buy the album. I often didn't even listen to the whole album (I was in middle school, so no judging). Only later when I was more mature did I realize that bands still make albums for a reason. Maybe I'm not crazy about every single song on an album, but it's still worth a listen.
My favorite albums are ones that have cohesiveness, like they did back in the day. Bands don't have any depth when they have one hit singles. Sorry.
My favorite albums are ones that have cohesiveness, like they did back in the day. Bands don't have any depth when they have one hit singles. Sorry.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Simple Pleasures
I was thinking today how I really love the small simple pleasures in life. I think I get caught up in shopping for clothes & shoes (its in my genes, what can I say) and I have way too many possessions but I have a goal to be better (I've had this goal for a while, but nothing ever came from it). I know that more things doesn't make me more happy, especially when I move often. With a couple more moves in sight, I have a goal to give away more, buy less. I'm pretty good at cleaning out my closet, but I know even more things can go. My shopping tends to go in cycles....when I don't have much to do, I shop more. When I'm super busy, I don't have the time. Now is one of the busy cycles so I'm predicting less shopping.
Anyway, some of the simple pleasures I was thinking about in bed last night when I couldn't sleep. (by the way, I think I have an aversion to east coast time, I never got back on it in the spring with all my traveling and going to CA and I certainly can't fall asleep until at least 2 am right now, even though I'm exhausted)
Clean Sheets
Dr. Pepper Lip Smackers
A shower when you really need it
Laying out in the sunshine
Porch swings
Big gulps -- nice and cold
Flip Flops
Reading outside
The internets and all of its joys
Good friends that are there when you really need it
the roar of fenway
baseball in general -- going to baseball games, hot dogs, watching games on TV
An in and out burger fresh off the grill
a crisp salad
A swiffered floor
New shower curtains
The smell of cleaning supplies
Funfetti cupcakes
Time with nieces and nephews (really priceless)
Quotes from my nieces and nephew
A clean house
New music recommended from a friend
Family traditions
Limeade
Air conditioning
The smell of pavement just after it rained
New knowledge
A wendy's frosty
football
new pens
tall glass of ice cold water
a good run
good smelling shampoo
Mike's dimples
home grown tomatoes
bubble wrap
espn.com
nail polish
the mountains in UT
the water in seattle
the golden hills off 280
Mike's love notes
Scriptures & Prayer
I think that's a pretty good start.
Anyway, some of the simple pleasures I was thinking about in bed last night when I couldn't sleep. (by the way, I think I have an aversion to east coast time, I never got back on it in the spring with all my traveling and going to CA and I certainly can't fall asleep until at least 2 am right now, even though I'm exhausted)
Clean Sheets
Dr. Pepper Lip Smackers
A shower when you really need it
Laying out in the sunshine
Porch swings
Big gulps -- nice and cold
Flip Flops
Reading outside
The internets and all of its joys
Good friends that are there when you really need it
the roar of fenway
baseball in general -- going to baseball games, hot dogs, watching games on TV
An in and out burger fresh off the grill
a crisp salad
A swiffered floor
New shower curtains
The smell of cleaning supplies
Funfetti cupcakes
Time with nieces and nephews (really priceless)
Quotes from my nieces and nephew
A clean house
New music recommended from a friend
Family traditions
Limeade
Air conditioning
The smell of pavement just after it rained
New knowledge
A wendy's frosty
football
new pens
tall glass of ice cold water
a good run
good smelling shampoo
Mike's dimples
home grown tomatoes
bubble wrap
espn.com
nail polish
the mountains in UT
the water in seattle
the golden hills off 280
Mike's love notes
Scriptures & Prayer
I think that's a pretty good start.
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