So I started my 'person of the week' tradition and made it about three weeks. That's some stick-to-it-iveness.
Today, I stumbled across the story of a pretty amazing girl. Crazy, amazing.
So even though it's not the right day of the week, I am still sharing this. Because I have been a slacker and don't want to wait on this until next Thursday. Really, if you think about it, I am only twelve hours late.
Ten-year-old Ira Kaplan doesn't have arms, otherwise her life is complete normal because she has worked to make it that way.
Check out the story and video to see exactly what I am talking about.
Ira Kaplan's story.
6.06.2008
6.05.2008
Sight
My glasses broke last night.
My contacts make my eyes angry if they are in all day.
My back up glasses are two prescriptions too old.
My head hurts.
Yes, I will take some cheese with that whine. Thank you.
The good news of the day...Boston won.
My contacts make my eyes angry if they are in all day.
My back up glasses are two prescriptions too old.
My head hurts.
Yes, I will take some cheese with that whine. Thank you.
The good news of the day...Boston won.
Morning Debacle
I am currently living in a one bedroom apartment with two other women. We are making it work.
Then, this morning, the furniture store threw a wrench into our living situation.
My roommate had purchased a mattress and bed frame. The mattress was delivered weeks ago and then the bed frame was delivered and built this morning.
After they had finished assembling the bed frame, the furniture men asked when our box spring was.
Um…excuse me.
Flashback…when my roommate purchased the frame she specifically asked to look at the frames that didn’t need a box spring. This was supposedly one of two that would work with just a mattress. So she bought it.
Current day…now we have a bed frame set up and a mattress leaned up against the wall blocking entry into the bathroom. An overall fun and exciting situation.
And the soonest the furniture store delivers is two days after purchase. Which means we have one couch for three of us to sleep on the next two nights. Apparently we are going to be even closer than originally thought.
Nothing like some forced bonding to bring roommates together.
Then, this morning, the furniture store threw a wrench into our living situation.
My roommate had purchased a mattress and bed frame. The mattress was delivered weeks ago and then the bed frame was delivered and built this morning.
After they had finished assembling the bed frame, the furniture men asked when our box spring was.
Um…excuse me.
Flashback…when my roommate purchased the frame she specifically asked to look at the frames that didn’t need a box spring. This was supposedly one of two that would work with just a mattress. So she bought it.
Current day…now we have a bed frame set up and a mattress leaned up against the wall blocking entry into the bathroom. An overall fun and exciting situation.
And the soonest the furniture store delivers is two days after purchase. Which means we have one couch for three of us to sleep on the next two nights. Apparently we are going to be even closer than originally thought.
Nothing like some forced bonding to bring roommates together.
6.03.2008
Say Cheese!
I was looking through photos of me and realized that I basically have one face I make in pictures. Probably about 90% of the time.
And this is just one phase of many. Let's take a look.
Currently most pictures of me involve this sort of facial expression:
I don't know that this photo needs a lot of explanation. Seriously though, if you look at the majority of photos taken during my time here in the land of the Rockies...this expression is in a ton.
The last look that happened often was the head tilt. Nothing like cocking your head to the side to look cute. Looking back, it seems reminiscent of a dog which is rather unfortunate.
Here's an example of the tilt:
After reviewing the archives, these two are definitely my favorite poses. It's hard to believe that I was never discovered as the next cover girl.
And this is just one phase of many. Let's take a look.
Currently most pictures of me involve this sort of facial expression:
I don't know that this photo needs a lot of explanation. Seriously though, if you look at the majority of photos taken during my time here in the land of the Rockies...this expression is in a ton.
The last look that happened often was the head tilt. Nothing like cocking your head to the side to look cute. Looking back, it seems reminiscent of a dog which is rather unfortunate.
Here's an example of the tilt:
After reviewing the archives, these two are definitely my favorite poses. It's hard to believe that I was never discovered as the next cover girl.
Awe
I was driving home tonight - this morning - and was mostly thinking how I really should already be asleep.
Then I noticed the sky.
Off to the northeast a cloud seemed to have settled just on top of the land. And within the cloud was lightning.
I don't mean I saw a couple lightning strikes. I mean that the cloud actually seemed to be alive with light.
And I was a little sad that because of the time, not many other people were having the chance to see it for themselves. So I attempted to take a few pictures.
Needless to say, my not-professional camera and untrained self were completely unsuccessful. Not to mention the fact that I was attempting to drive at the time.
But it was spectacular. Definitely worth missing out on some sleep to see.
Then I noticed the sky.
Off to the northeast a cloud seemed to have settled just on top of the land. And within the cloud was lightning.
I don't mean I saw a couple lightning strikes. I mean that the cloud actually seemed to be alive with light.
And I was a little sad that because of the time, not many other people were having the chance to see it for themselves. So I attempted to take a few pictures.
Needless to say, my not-professional camera and untrained self were completely unsuccessful. Not to mention the fact that I was attempting to drive at the time.
But it was spectacular. Definitely worth missing out on some sleep to see.
6.02.2008
A Case of Mistaken Relationship
I am good friends with both of my siblings. We talk, text, IM, facebook. We get along...most of the time.
Where is this going you wonder? A look at the laughs/discomfort my brother and I have experienced over the years.
I'm not talking about how we've fought, disagreed and argued - although all of that happened fairly frequently. And occasionally still does.
Nope, what I'm talking about is all the times my brother and I have been mistaken for a couple. It's unfortunate, really, but we've had a few good laughs over the years. I was reminded of this phenomena this past weekend.
I was home for a few days and convinced my brother that he should come have martinis with my best friend and myself. We got to Poppes, my favorite martini bar ever, before she did. He declared that having to walk in and sit with me was ruining his at love. It was a depressing time.
But back to the point - all those other times. I thought I would impart a few moments to you, my loyal readers.
Numba 1:
In high school, my brother worked at Little Ceasers which was just a few minutes from our house. One afternoon I stopped by to trade him cars. I went to the back door and one of his coworkers grabbed my brother for me.
My brother came to the door and said his coworker, Butter, asked if I was his girlfriend. When my brother responded in the negative, Butter asked if he could have my number.
If that isn't classy, I don't know what is.
Numba 2
Right after Christmas my sophomore year in college my basketball team traveled to Southern California. My sister, mom and dad left on Christmas day to meet me there because the tickets were cheaper, so my brother and I spent the day at the neighbors.
The introduced us as Elizabeth and Jonathan Wiley, their neighbors. Later, my brother had one of the uncles ask him how long we had been married.
There's no easy way to answer that question without awkwardness.
Those are my two favorites. There have been others but none as remarkable. Hope they brought you some laughter as well.
Where is this going you wonder? A look at the laughs/discomfort my brother and I have experienced over the years.
I'm not talking about how we've fought, disagreed and argued - although all of that happened fairly frequently. And occasionally still does.
Nope, what I'm talking about is all the times my brother and I have been mistaken for a couple. It's unfortunate, really, but we've had a few good laughs over the years. I was reminded of this phenomena this past weekend.
I was home for a few days and convinced my brother that he should come have martinis with my best friend and myself. We got to Poppes, my favorite martini bar ever, before she did. He declared that having to walk in and sit with me was ruining his at love. It was a depressing time.
But back to the point - all those other times. I thought I would impart a few moments to you, my loyal readers.
Numba 1:
In high school, my brother worked at Little Ceasers which was just a few minutes from our house. One afternoon I stopped by to trade him cars. I went to the back door and one of his coworkers grabbed my brother for me.
My brother came to the door and said his coworker, Butter, asked if I was his girlfriend. When my brother responded in the negative, Butter asked if he could have my number.
If that isn't classy, I don't know what is.
Numba 2
Right after Christmas my sophomore year in college my basketball team traveled to Southern California. My sister, mom and dad left on Christmas day to meet me there because the tickets were cheaper, so my brother and I spent the day at the neighbors.
The introduced us as Elizabeth and Jonathan Wiley, their neighbors. Later, my brother had one of the uncles ask him how long we had been married.
There's no easy way to answer that question without awkwardness.
Those are my two favorites. There have been others but none as remarkable. Hope they brought you some laughter as well.
6.01.2008
the things she carried with her
While the title may be somewhat of a knock off, it was certainly applicable today.
I was traveling and ended up with quite the variety of items with me as I boarded the plane.
See, I have this purse which is similar to the bag Mary Poppins had. It seems to have unending space and often I am not sure what is in it.
In fact, as I went through airport security my purse was searched. The offending item: pliers, which had traveled from my apartment at school across the Evergreen State to my parent's house and into the airport.
Luckily the pliers were small enough I was allowed to retain possession of them.
This made me curious though. What else was in that bag???
Here's what I found:
-wallet
-iPod and earphones
-book: "The Boleyn Inheritance"
-camera
-chapstick
-migraine medicine
-advil
-DVD from internship
-Leona Lewis CD
-some earrings
-random receipts and papers
-pens
-toothbrush
-floss
-eye drops
-head phones
Overall, some unexpected and forgotten items. The good news, I was ready for a lot.
Always be prepared.
I was traveling and ended up with quite the variety of items with me as I boarded the plane.
See, I have this purse which is similar to the bag Mary Poppins had. It seems to have unending space and often I am not sure what is in it.
In fact, as I went through airport security my purse was searched. The offending item: pliers, which had traveled from my apartment at school across the Evergreen State to my parent's house and into the airport.
Luckily the pliers were small enough I was allowed to retain possession of them.
This made me curious though. What else was in that bag???
Here's what I found:
-wallet
-iPod and earphones
-book: "The Boleyn Inheritance"
-camera
-chapstick
-migraine medicine
-advil
-DVD from internship
-Leona Lewis CD
-some earrings
-random receipts and papers
-pens
-toothbrush
-floss
-eye drops
-head phones
Overall, some unexpected and forgotten items. The good news, I was ready for a lot.
Always be prepared.
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