threads that are golden don't break easily

I'm listening to Tori today. Although I have thousands of songs in my music library, there are only a few that are significantly tied to my heart, and Tori owns the rights to more than one of them. top of the list is baker baker. hey jupiter can really get to me. I have a story tied to hey jupiter . . .
at the ripe old age of 15 I was able to secure a job at a local grocery store. my first job - it helped me learn how to manage my time and how to better associate with people. in the mean time I was making friends at school. after an extremely difficult freshman year in high school, i was able to bounce back as a sophomore and I had a fun group of friends that always seemed to have something fun to do. I had a really good time while it lasted, but unfortunately - come springtime something went wrong and there was a silent falling out. I remember one night, before things turned sour, I was supposed to get together with one of my friends but she never called and she never answered her phone. I happened to listen to "hey jupiter" that night - therefore, the opening line sunk deep into me:

no one's picking up the phone

it may sound cliche, but it formed a golden thread in me.

It's been a rainy day in Provo today. The drizzle started last night, and it has continued throughout the day today. I'm actually enjoying it quite a bit.

Something fun and interesting happened to me the other day. I came full circle. Back in June sometime, I was sick one day and stayed home. At about 8am I turned on the TV and found that they were showing reruns of ER every morning from 8 - 10. since I normally work at 8, I began recording it every morning. I had forgotten how much I love that show. so, I've watched and watched and watched. It's honestly been something that I look forward to every day. so, on Wednesday I came back to the first episode I watched back in June. I loved it! things were all put back into perspective. it was a full circle.

I listened to Thomas Dybdahl this morning - then Tori Amos - then Tori - then Thomas. It's just been one of those days. I'm definitely ready for the weekend. Hopefully I can treasure up lots of gems of wisdom to share with you on Monday. Until then, adieu.

patrolling the snow

I promised a post today! I promised!

The only thing I can think of is that my left leg is in extreme pain. just knee and joint pain. I think it's the shoes that I'm wearing. I'm going to have to go and get some insoles - but not tonight, because it really hurts. can you tell that it hurts? you know, sometimes it's just bugging you so bad that that's all you can think about. time to go home and take something to dull the pain.

currently, I have a song by snow patrol in my head. I think it's wow. I'm almost certain it is, but I don't have the time to check. This blog will be much better tomorrow. I promise :)

*Edit: the song that was in my head was "tiny little fractures"

walk you to the car when you're going where you're going

Today is my nephew Jacob's birthday. He's 4. In my humble opinion, he is the cutest little red headed boy in the world. He was born 10 lbs. 8 oz. with a FULL head of red hair - and it didn't fall out! My siblings and I all crowded around him, so excited to have a little nephew to spoil. He grew fast. His hair grew even faster. When he was about 6 months old I left to serve my mission. He was the one who pulled me through the hard times. I kept his picture with me at all times.

Now he's gotten pretty big. My mom insists that his IQ is higher than the average kid. We always grin and nod. He is sharp though. Likes to use big words like "illustrator" and "supposedly". To wrap it all up, he's just adorable.

I'm grateful for my little ones. They are my why.

The music report for today will be brief. I'm currently listening to the innocence mission. I do believe that their music will always remind me of a wonderful time in my life - a time when things became clear for me. It calms me and helps me put things in perspective. I highly recommend them to anyone out there looking for spiritual rejuvination.

Time to close this out . . . more to come tomorrow. ;)

*title from the song "going away" by the innocence mission

Something Old, Something New

Time for a change of scenery, don't you think?

Time to start blogging again, don't you think?
(hold that thought. i know how anxious you are to see what gems of wisdom I have to share here, but I'm quite parched at the moment. just a second . . . gotta go fill up my keg)

K. That's much better. You're probably wondering what I fill up my keg with, eh? well, i'm proud to say that it's water. and yes, it is a keg. here's a picture:

Bubba Keg. It's my lovely daily companion . . . 52 ounces of fresh, clean water. My coworkers are always commenting on how huge it is. I would have to say it's one of the smartest investments I've ever made. It's helped me drink much more water. Yes, I am devoted to my blue bubba.

Now for a story. I was a good girl and I went to FHE last night (I've been a recluse lately and haven't been going) - and I'm sorry to say that by the end of the night I was thoroughly annoyed by two individuals in my group. It started not two minutes into the night - after meeting both of them for the first time. A male and a female. separate, they probably would have been fine to be around, but when you combined the two it was just too much. dominate the conversation, they did. it started with an innocent exchange of designers that they both liked - and then for the next 25 minutes they talked about colors. colors, colors, colors. and not red, yellow and blue - but coral, camel and cobalt. you wouldn't think that people could talk about colors for 25 minutes, but they did. I mean, i would understand if it was just them, but the whole group was there. 10 people, and none of us could get a word in edge wise to say "hey, let's get started with the activity"

the night progressed after that - and yes, they continued to dominate the conversation. It's sad to say that i was just annoyed by the whole activity. I felt sorry for my group mom because I'm sure that she was frustrated - but she's so quiet and sweet that she couldn't do much to control the mood anymore.

ugh.

ok. enough of that. I'm going to have to post something a bit more uplifting for tomorrow. for now, I leave you with the music report for the day. I woke up this morning with "Pretty (ugly before)" by Elliott Smith in my head. Listened to it while I got ready - and enjoyed it quite thoroughly. It's become one of my favorites from From a Basement on the Hill. The past few days I've been listening to Death Cab for Cutie quite a bit. I've fallen in love with a few songs. "Transatlanticism" and "Passenger Seat" from Transatlanticism and "What Sarah Said" and "Brothers on a hotel Bed" from Plans. I really enjoy the transition at the end of "Transatlanticism" when they start singing "I need you so much closer . . . so come on". it has a "Hey Jude" driving forward feeling to it. There will always be certain passages in music that will just melt me. I'm grateful for that.