A Musical Post

Or my personal favorite

Please, Have a fabulous Saturday through and into the weekend!

Keep Your Head Up

Music in the Park

On Tuesday, the A.F. 23rd young women journeyed to Brigham Young Memorial Park. We layed out our blankets, opened our cookies, and listened to the Celtic music Salt Lake had to offer us. It was divine. The little girl, in the pictures above, thought so too, and so she danced to her heart's content. It was really, really, quite cute! She inspired us, because then we also got up and danced to our heart's content.

And then. . . . It rained!

People didn't anticipate the rain, so nobody really had umbrellas. A lot of people left, and a lot of people stayed. The people who stayed, got really creative as to how to keep the rain out.

This lady was the best, and most creative, one there! When I saw her, I laughed. Hard! And I just had to take a picture and share it.

Anyway, the night was lovely. The music was amazing, and it made me want to move to Ireland just that much more. One day I'll get there. And when I do, it will rain and the lush green landscape of Ireland will look greener than ever. Oh, and the rainbow? The rainbow will be full, and I'll bet you anything there will be a leprechaun with a pot of gold at the end of it.

Have a happy Friday!

    

      

The Wonders of MSN

MSN is our home web page for our oh, so old -ancient and breaking- computer. They always have those top story headlines, and it's always some gossip story about some celebrity. Pointless. But, today, they had one titled "The Worst Dressed Places in America" Yes, it still sounds pointless. It is. I was curious, though, so I read or at least tried to read it. Here's just the few bones I have to pick:

1) Since when do people actually care what other people wear? Yeah, yeah, you have those TV shows like What Not to Wear and articles like this that show you how badly people dress, but who really goes out and points out people who are dressed ridiculously? Most of the time our heads are down and we're lost in our own thoughts, which are usually worrying about what people think about what we ourselves are wearing or when we're going to get time for a nap. The tone of whoever is writing these reviews is completely rude and overly sarcastic. A little bit of sarcasm is okay, I guess. But when an entire 10 sentence, usually more, paragraph is done completely in biting sarcasm, that's when it's too far and just plain annoying.

2) When the cities got up to number 38, I knew that basically, you're not going to find a city without bad dressers. It's a fact. Everybody has bad dressing days just like everybody has bad hair days. Anyway, who really has no life that they can just go scan around an entire city and find all the bad dressers, declaring the city overall "One of the Worst Dressed Cities?" No one! It's all stereotypical.

3) When two of those cities turned out to be in Utah (Provo and Salt Lake) and when the weirdo writing the reviews wrote some witty remark about us being "overly modest," that's when it just turned out to be dumb. Of course we can always laugh and joke about the whole socks and sandals or even the 5 layer shirts, but it's better that kind of dressing than to have some disgusting stomach hanging out of a too small shirt or stripper heels and mini skirts. Modest is hottest in my book, so technically, we shouldn't be on that list; my book wins.

So, note to self: don't read gossip articles. They're negative and give a bad vibe.

Note to you:  Who cares what you wear! If you like it, that's all that matters.

Another note to you: If what you like includes cleavage flaunting, belly exposing, or any part of the body we don't want to see unveiling, wear it at your own discretion. Remember: MODEST IS HOTTEST!

Thank you, that is all.

Call This What You Want.; I say: Uh....?

I woke up to this: 

Since when is Uncle Kracker Country? 

I'm out of words for this horrible mash up of what once was a wonderful, happy song.

In My Case, Saturday Hasn't Actually Happened

Below, I talked about seeing the new movie that almost everybody (in the Wizard World at least) is talking about. 

I also mentioned that the movie started at 12:05. 

I might have mentioned I got close to zero sleep the night before. 

If I hadn't, now I did. 

And I am just putting it out there that I got home at 2:30 in the morning, prayed for some energy that I so graciously received, and read in Alma until 3 A.M. 

11 is when I woke up. and 3:30 P.M. is when I fell asleep again on the couch. 

I don't think 4 hours of napping is a nap anymore. 

So, basically, I slept my day away. 

This is the reason it is 12:48 and I am still awake; ready to party- hardy. 

Or, watch a movie, because there's not much partying going on at this time. 

But, I remember faintly saying this summer is going to be filled with movies at midnight including me, myself, and I, 

(great alliteration, if I do say so myself.) 

so welcome to the inside scoop. 

First on the list: Disney Princess. 

Not Anastasia. 

You know that they made her story into something happy when in actuality, she's murdered? quite tragic, and not happy at all! 

I have zero interest in seeing it. 

Ever. 

Not Snow White, her voice is way too high for normality. 

I'm thinking. . . . Pocahontas. 

Colors of the Wind will always be the one song that I will try and fail to sing. 

It sounds a lot better in my head.

P.S. I watched The Princess and the Frog yesterday. I'm liking the whole black princess thing. And the songs. Disney has a way with music, I think. Maybe it's just me and my ignorance in the subject. In any case, not bad at all. When and if I get money (seeing as I'm 15 and unemployed, it may be awhile) it will be purchased; along with Tangled!

Deathly Hallows Part 2

12:05, this movie started and I was sitting right smack in the middle. 

My mother and Aunt Lisa sent Dylan (our cousin) to get us a place in line; at 1:30 in the afternoon. 

Boy did that pay off! 

We were one of the first people in line, hence the great seats! 

This movie is completely indescribable. So, I'm not going to try. Just go see it already!

I'm sad that it's all over, though. 

No more midnight showings of the movie, no more crazy people who dress up and go through the lines of hundreds of people waiting with a "Hogwarts Express Trolley" reenactment

(we had a couple of girls doing that)

No more.

It's okay, though:

You better believe I'm having a Harry Potter marathon every year!

I may even dress up like all the other psychos, who knows.

Come join if you so desire.

As Of Lately

I find people have all these cool stories to blog about, and so I start thinking there's something terribly wrong with me when I don't. I've come to terms with it, though. I know now that my life in the summer is a complete bore. I do nothing besides either sit at my house or go swimming. And, like I said, I've come to terms with it. How great is that feeling that you can do nothing today, go to sleep late, and wake up late because you know you have absolutely nothing planned the present day. It's fantastic.

I'm going to completely contradict myself now, though, and tell you all of the news as of late. The first and foremost is my braces. I finally got them off and boy does that check off feel good! After going through almost two years (this is where we hit our first problem. The Orthodontist told me a year and a half at the latest. Ha, yeah, nope.) of appliances you have to turn creating five gaps in totally odd and random places resulting in my smile and overall me looking like a complete freak; the braces cutting my gums and making it impossible for me to eat or else every single tooth will fall off; and, at one time, 9 elastics in my mouth, (I ended with only five, but the point is, the Ortho said it would work, he just didn't tell me that I would look, again, like a complete fool doing it), I thought it appropriate to have a small party. So, I called over two of my great friends Mia and Caleb and we drove (My mom did; sucks still not being all the way legal) down to our local Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory and had ourselves an apple. IT. WAS. GOOD!

This is the general selection. I had the Cookies and Cream Apple :)

I was also a nerd and went with my sister Lauren to the performance of the French Camp participants at BYU. Besides wanting to go, I had a good reason and that was to watch our good friend Mared Blakely perform. What it is, first, is a bunch of kids who have a love for french go for three weeks and learn the language and culture of France, and then, at the end of the three weeks, which in this case was yesterday, they all perform skits and musical pieces in french to show what they've learned. It's entertaining, that's all I can say. Oh, and Mared did an awesome job! I can most definitely say that too. :)

To end my day completely, I went to Miller park (which I have no idea where it is, I think 150 West? It sounded right when I said it) and played steal the flag with Kasey McMullin and, wait for it, a bunch of boys. I made a fool of myself, no doubt. Seeing that my gluteus maximus is broken from speed walking the Timp. Cave hike (they don't allow you to run), sprinting after guys who are already really fast was nearly impossible. I did it, though, and didn't catch one of them. I may have been the cause of my team's loss.

What Matters Most

I love Mormon Messages. 

They always have that feel good, smiley, happy feeling after each one, 

and so I could spend hours and hours watching them on Youtube. 

But today, I was directed to this one by good old Stephanie Nielson on NieNie Dialogues. 

Please enjoy it as much as I did.