Woah, that’s a lot of scrapbooking stuff! The Oregon Scrapbook Convention was crazy! I, of course, got way too many awesome things (but they were all so awesome I had too). Bj was a total sweetie and drove my new digital camera to Albany so that Angela could bring it to me. I got some great pictures of everyone at the convention which I will post below. I had the most fun hanging out with Beachwood. Her mom was just way too cool, I will post the great recipe she gave me for these yummy orange cranberry muffins after I make my own batch so I can take some pictures. I am still really tired after the set up, work on your feet for two days, and take down. But I feel so much better after snuggling in my bed at my mom’s house last night. I tried not to bug her too much since she is in crazy workaholic mode trying to finish everything for finals next week (man, it’s a good thing she’s not a procrastinator like me, or she would never finish)! I was going to hang out with Brent and Bj at my dad’s but they were watching “guy” movies and playing “guy” video games before their round of golf today (one of five planned for their spring break extravaganza). The week didn’t get off to a great start for them, playing in the rain behind the slowest foursome in history (slower than the six man team ahead of them!). I drove home this morning in “the rig.” I always feel happy driving it, it just makes me think of the summer and our road trip. Relaxed most of the day and worked on layouts. I’ll have a lot of new stuff up on eBay soon. That’s pretty much it for now, I’ll post the pics.
Beachwood and Mrs. Beachwood, so cute!
The first picture of me with my new camera, working the booth!
Hello all from Beachwood’s abode. I love this place and I never want to leave (well I guess I will as long as I can take some of the homemade goodies with me)! I woke up early this morning to get ready to go to Albany and meet Jen and Angela to drive to Portland. I spent the day setting up our booth at the Oregon Scrapbook Convention. Ew, if you don’t know, scrapbooking supplies can get really dirty when they move from city to city (well the packaging anyway). So I’m pretty beat, but just wanted to let you all know where I was. Bj was a prince and drove my new digital camera to Albany today so that Angela could bring it to me tomorrow, so look forwards to some great pictures!
Yes, I have another journal. A journal in which I can tell absolutely everything to and rant about everything as well. I decided to start this my senior year of high school. I had bouts with insomnia and I tried everything to be able to sleep. My mom made me little curtains for around my bed, I got my wizard fan (it’s on a new motor but I still sleep with that thing every night!), I avoided doing anything in my bed but sleep, and I was still having issues. The journal helped me so much. It really helped my clear my head. I use the same blank paged sketch book for everyone (I think I’m up to nine or ten), but I can’t find that kind right now, so it touch and go since I only have like twenty pages left on my old one. Anyway, I recently braved my little secret nook at my mom’s house and managed to find six of them (I don’t know where I stashed away the first ones- oops!). I started reading old entries and they are really funny. Like page after page after page of dreaming about boys and if one was ever going to ask me out. Little did I know it would be three years before one woud. Man when Bj asked me out I started to go nuts in my journal: “I’m in an extream state of happieness, one previously never reached.” Hehehe, there are other funny stories about other things, I’ll have to dig some more things up later. So I think this blog is just a place where I can keep track of everyday things, things I see (and you will see more of that when my new digital comes!!), and funny links, like this. So with that, peace out. Oh, and it’s raining here and it sounds so cool on the skylight!
So I felt a lot better this morning, and after working out with my personal trainer Mya for 45 minuets I started to get some of my hyperness back. I was only up to hitting refresh about 20 times on the pub board on two peas when Bj called me and invited me to come to the Tuesday’s lunch bonanza at IRW (well okay we just had pizza, but it was good). I got a lot of good “singing” done on the way there. I put that in quotations because when I am in the car alone, I don’t so much sing as yell. And a great song to yell to in the car is Wilson Phillip’s Hold On, wouldn’t you agree? I know Brent would because he gave me the song!!! (but it’s not his fault he works in a sorority and is surrounded by girls all day, so of course it rubbed off and he thinks it’s more funny while I would call it more soulful). Ahh, yup, just had to play it one more time while I finish writing.
Okay so last night Bj and I were watching The Screen Savers on G4 Tv as we do just about every night (they’ll have to get their own post later they are so cool). There was a group called Hard n’ Firm on (and their name is not what you might think, it is actually just abbr. of their last names). They performed a song called American Dinosaur (you can here it by going here and clicking on the song title). They had these graphics going on in the background, and when they got to the line I am going to type out next Bj and I lost it: “I guess Noah had a reason for keepin you off the ark, cause he knew you’d burrow in the earth and fuel American cars. And I thnk about your scarafice as I power up my rig.” Okay now that is funny, but then picture this: the graphic in the background was a dino with a suitcase standing under a rain cloud looking as Noah took off with all the other animals. LOLOLOLOL!!!!! So of course we had to grab the TiVo remot and listen to that part at least five more times. Oh and I have to interject here to say yeah to Angela for getting a TiVo (finally!!) you are going to love it Ang!
So that was last night, but then a funny thing happend to me on the way back from Albany. I was driving and yelling and I was singing so much my lips were getting dry so I reached into my bag to grab my awesome kiss me lip gloss. I opened the top and squeezed the tube to get it on my lips and got a mouthful of this instead. I had gotten a little sample of this stuff and the tubes were about the same size. Well you don’t need to squeeze the lotion hard to get any out so when I did that I got lotion all in my mouth AND ALL OVER MY FACE!!! And let me tell you this stuff may be moisturizing, but it sure tastes like shit. And I can’t get the taste out of my mouth despite all my best efforts. It’s like this episode of the X-Files. You know, the one where the sewer worker gets bit by the half man, half tape worm thing and has that horrible taste in his mouth that he can’t get rid of, and then he’s in the shower and he barfs up a baby fluke worm and dies. God, I hope THAT doesn’t happen to me. It’s like, “How did she die?” (almost as bad as a tire in the face, right Sciarrino?).
Whoa, so I am a little all over the place, but back to IRW. That is why the title of the post. Denise’s wonderful guy Ben went and got us candy and those were are choices. Guess which one was mine? Pictures are all from the H.O. See Josh, you made the blog!!! I am going to get everyone else later this weekend at the expo (Kari wouldn’t let me because she said she was wearing too much denim, and Amy didn’t like her hair – though I think she should have let me, her Simpson shirt rocked!). Well still no call here, but I’m feeling much better after looking at my entry again and realizing I still like, so that made me feel good. Oh and also that fact that Angela and my mom are having a bidding war over this album I posted on eBay. My mom called me just as I was leaving IRW and said, “someone out bid me again on that album.” I was like, “yeah, mom, stop bidding, I’LL MAKE YOU ONE.” The same thing I told Angela, but hey if they want to pay me for stuff I’m not going to try too hard to stop them.
That is me looking horribly, horribly forlorn. That is me after having a stupid crying spell about pretty much nothing. See I entered this Hall of Fame scrapbooking contest. It took me forever to do and the requirements were ridiculously hard this year. And I like SLAVED on it for weeks. And when I was done I was all, “Oh, oh, my God. I am the best scrapbooker in the WHOLE world, and I am so creative and wonderful and I don’t even have to worry because I am so fantastic that of course I am going to win, and it’s too bad my hand just can’t stay on my back to pat it all day because I rock SO MUCH.” So then I waited like FOREVER to find out if I won (I mean 25 out of 1000 is pretty good odds, no?). So I belong to this website where people like me obsess about things like this. And so people started posting that they won and I didn’t get called. And, okay, some people still might get called tomorrow (and sorry for you reading this that aren’t my immediate family, but I won’t be able to tell you if I am one of them for like, a month), but that didn’t matter to me in my moment of hopelessness. My moment of bawling and saying to Bj, “And even if I do win, I mean they will give me an assignment and I won’t be able to finish it because I don’t have kids, and I don’t do anything cool, and I’m a looser, wah, wah, wah.” People tell me I’m creative (thanks mom!!), but there are lots of people who are creative. I’m starting to wonder if creative means: slightly odd and colorful and a bit off? Getting the dictionary…3.”Marked by originality and expressiveness; imaginative: One who displays productive originality.” So I am expressive, but sometimes people just call that drama. I don’t know. I feel much better since Bj told me how lovely I was and that I would of course win and all of that. But if you call me from an 801 area code tomorrow and are not Lisa (the head honcho of this magazine) I will probably have some kind of attack and get in the car and start driving…
My hero in my moment of insanity. See Bj, we could adopt a deaf child someday, you know the most important sign already!!!
This little baby was over last night. She was kind of hard to take a picture of since she was on the move. It’s weird how fast they can crawl, and you have to like keep up with them if your house is un-baby-friendly as ours. She’s all, “hey this is a remote, can I chew it?” or “should I push all the buttons on your stereo?” But babies are just so cute with all their little things, their little toes, and fingers, and tushies, you can’t get upset, TOO CUTE!! I think Bj likes real babies compared to all the shows I’ve been watching on Discovery Health Channel (double identical twins, baby: special delivary, etc.). But when she cried it was like they were coming to life. She was crying and I was walking her around in her soft blankie and she fell asleep on my shoulder, awwwww. I want one, shhh don’t tell Bj.
Yup, that’s all the stuff we brought to the scrapbooking store last night. We went to the graveyard 5-11 crop at the Scrap Yard. We sat across from some great ladies and had a blast. I got a couple more things done for eBay so check it out, I’ll be posting more of them tonight. It was so much fun to hang out with Beachwood. It’s kind of annoying when all your friends move away, but I am always so glad when they come back to visit. I have been watching Freaks and Geeks with Katie and we have been laughing so hard. I can’t believe this show got cancelled. Anyway back to scrapping like crazy. I gave Beachwood a mini class on making tags. Our next lesson is going to be sewing on layouts (I bet you can’t wait Beachwood). It’s been so wonderful weather wize here. The only problem is my “hating the world” (quote by Beachwood) neighbors and their smoking. I hate it when I have the windows open and the sweet smell of the grass gets cut off by their cigarettes and pot (ew, ew, ew). It also makes their constant band practice that much louder. Well they are off on a gig tonight so I am going to enjoy the silence.
A couple of crazies, that’s what we are. We had to take a couple shots, they didn’t turn out that well, but I think show our mood (happy!). This morning I had my first challange on Y!F. I did pretty well, I’m getting pretty buff so you all better watch out! Then Katie and I walked through campus to go pick up some digital prints from Shutterbug. Katie was amazed at how much is being done here. I am too, I mean we have the stadium going up, the engineering building, and the new parking structure by Finley. It was nice to get out and walk because it is so wonderful out today. We have a bunch of scrapping to do today and are going to a crop tonight, I can’t wait!
Beachwood is here, yeah!!!! Um, no we haven’t really gotten a lot done, but we’re catching up so that’s okay. Yummy fruit today on the fruit stand on 34. You know you want to stop there when you are driving to I-5 so why don’t you? They are cheap! Then we had sausages at the meat market, yum, yum. Okay back to Freaks and Geeks and dinner.
I have been watching all of these weird shows lately, well maybe not weird, but a weird combination of things: American Chopper, Babies: Special Delivery, In the Womb, Iron Chef America (in which I finally understand the difference between scallions, scallops, and shallots), War Games, and I ♥ Huckabees. So how does all this tie together? In this totally weird dream I had last night (which is weird in itself because I hardly ever remember my dreams, and I was begining to doubt if I still did it- dream, I mean). Okay here goes:
So I’m driving back from a crew parctice at a training camp in California and I’m in one of those big 15 passenger vans (the kind they don’t let you drive anymore because they are afraid they are going to flip over or whatever). It’s like really rainy and gross out and so we go into this huge hotel where we are staying and stop in at the juice bar (which I belive was thrown into the mix because of this episode of the O.C.) that has this awesome lounger from the Pottery Barn. Well that thing is just so comfortable that we don’t want to leave (I think I’m there with Tryon). So then I’m like, “Hey when is the next practice anyways?” and someone says it’s in two minuets and I freak out! See on the way back to the hotel we had stopped at a wedding lunchon for my cousin (her real one was Saturday) and so I was all dressed up. I can’t remember who my roommate is (even though somehow I’m like watching the dream at the same time it’s happening to me so as the viewer I know it’s Andrea) or where my room is (but again as the viewer I know it’s room 404). So I go up to the fourth floor and it’s like the office building in the I ♥ Huckabees movie and I can’t get anywhere or find everything. So I go into Bj’s room (I don’t know why he’s there) and he’s rooming with Sally. So I ask to borrow some clothes only Sally can’t hear when I talk so I have to borrow these huge snowman pajama pants and put them on under my skirt. Then I find a bonnet and put that on instead of a hat. And when I go out of the room I see every one there including six year old sextuplets (and if you watch Extreme Makover: Home Edition then you know why). The weird thing is everyone is dressed in these weird peasent outfits like the humoungous family from the reality show 14 Children and Pregnant Again. Well not Charlie, but that would have been too funny if he was in a little smock too! I digress. So I join the group just as they are counting to make sure everyone is there. And here’s the kicker, I realize when Charlie starts to talk that he is standing in front of my room!
Phew, that probably made no sense but I just thought it was too weird not to tell somebody about it. I mean I’ve had “holy crap I’m going to be late to practice” dreams a lot but this one takes the cake!
