Sunday, April 27, 2008


Hypothetically, if you received a call from Switzerland at 7:30 AM on a Sunday morning offering you this job for 6 months working with a 4.5 year old trilingual genius child, would you take it?

a. Availability Monday to Friday
b. Weekly work expected 30-40 hours
c. Driving Child to school, lessons and other appointments or activities
d. Preparing daily meals for Child.
e. Laundry for Child.
f. General tidying-up of Child's bedroom, toilet & bathroom, and play-room.
g. Baby-sitting one evening per week and one weekend per month.
i. Additional baby-sitting subject to standard hourly wage
h. Preparing and cooking one family meal, per day.
i. Keeping the kitchen clean
j. Light household grocery shopping as required
k. Keeping the rules of the house and setting a good example.
l. Treating the family members and all their property, with dignity, respect & care

with these perks:

a. A monthly pocket money payable at the 28th of each month
b. Studio apartment provided by the employer
c. French lessons (maximum of 30% paid by employer)
d. Food (monthly) and selected household essentials
e. Vehicle provided for child transport
f. Mobile phone with prepaid card for work-related calls
g. 50% of total cost of return Airline ticket
h. 2 paid days off per month
i. Health, Accident and Damage Insurance paid by employer

Saturday, April 26, 2008


I was on facebook and saw an ad for a photographer. Me...well, I like to take photos so I clicked on it. It took me to the site of a Utah photographer named Justin Hackworth. I looked at some of his stuff--it's fun and clever. Give it a look or check out his blog with daily photos here.
PS the photo above is one of his.

Thursday, April 24, 2008


...and that place is not on the floor of my car. I hate it when I give someone a ride or let them borrow my car and they eat something then the next day I find the wrapper on the floor. Do you think you're in a movie theater or do I look like your mom?! For heavens sake, clean up after yourself.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008


I first listened to Ben Folds Five in 1998, when my friends Fred and Richard Donaldson and their gang of dudes introduced me to the band (yes, more than just the Brick song out on the radio). Turned out to be one of my favorites. I'd seen them live in concert at the X96 Bash and almost scheduled a flight back East to see a friend around a concert by Ben Folds solo style with a symphony. Well, last night Ben along with Ben Lee (and a couple other local acts: Mesa Drive, Chris Merritt, and Allred) played at SaltAir. The show was for a charity so I think along with the amazing piano hits by Ben I helped build a well in Cambodia by attending. He rocked that.... uh rocked our suburb as he told us what it's like being male, middle class and white. Sham on Mr. Folds.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008


That book everyone has been reading all this time is wrong. I saw this t-shirt today and it made me giggle. Hooray for teenagers and warped minds alike for creating/wearing such genius apparel. Amen.

Sunday, April 20, 2008


Good gosh. I was curling my hair to make myself look presentable for church today and as I was bringing the curling iron up to my hair, I totally hit my chin and burned it. Don't worry a nice red spot appeared within 5 minutes. The price we pay to be beautiful...

Friday, April 18, 2008


Have you ever saved a voicemail on your phone...just to hear a person's voice that you might not see often? Or there is one photo on your camera memory card with someone special that you just can't bear to delete? Maybe you save a text message remembering a time when you were with someone and they made you smile? Not in a stalker way, but rather in a sappy I'm a dang sentimental fool way.
Well, I DID IT! I deleted em. Did it today. No use crying over spilled milk. You've moved on and so must I. Miss you and L-O-V-E you but it had to be done. Good times.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008


I'm an easy girl. At least I want to be one someday. "Nothin wrong with showin a little boob," is a direct quote from the moms. But that's not the kind of EASY I'm talking about. My friend Dustin played this song for me and it's my favorite for the week. Give it a listen. Title: Easy Girl / Artist: Coconut Records

Tuesday, April 8, 2008


I've never really had the desire to gamble. Other people have offered to give me money to just try it, but I've easily declined. All of the sudden, since I've been waiting for the opportunity to see the movie 21 (and that's been a long wait), I'm so interested in how to play poker and gamble in other such games. So Danny Wilson and I pulled out the leftover Easter jelly beans to use in place of chips and he gave me a lesson in Texas Hold 'Em. Final hand, we were all in, I was bluffing...he called me and I lost it all. I stood up from the table and shook his hand. Lesson well learned -- I'll stick to playing Go Fish. BUT I'll see you Jim Sturgess on the big screen.

Monday, April 7, 2008


Before going to bed last night I promised to wash my car the next day. This morning I looked out the window and saw that it was raining...I loved it. Thank you Mother Nature for the free car wash and for letting me spend my $4 on a package of new hair bands instead.

Thursday, April 3, 2008


...a dear friend once told me that's how you start a fairytale in Hungarian. It literally means “where there was, where there wasn’t, there once was..."
A great way to share new beginnings and happy endings. So I'm still stuck at home on my movie kick and I've decided that sure it's nice to watch a show that ends predictably happy and full of romance blah blah blah. But I think at times we need those movies like Friday Night Lights where the whole town is passionate about football (they live, eat, sleep, and breath it) and then the big game finally comes; everybody is riding on the outcome and THE WIN is sooo important. But in the end...they lose...and it's sad...but life goes on...and another year of star players and season of games come and go...and the old players move on with their lives. Maybe it makes a good ending to a story too: “where there was, where there wasn’t, there once was, but NOW there is..."

Tuesday, April 1, 2008


I've been stuck at home with a large problem (that'd be my face), but this has given me time to watch a few movies. One film I caught is Kindergarten Cop. That's right with Arnold Schwarzenegger and him saying "It's not a tuma!" to 6 year olds. Great show but it got me to realize Arnold is the man...he's done a lot of cool things in life:
(IMPORTANT: for those that are about to stop reading because of length just hit the bold words then move to final paragraph)

*First of all he was born in Austria so he has a great accent that automatically wins him cool points wherever he goes.
*I remember Muscle & Fitness magazines in the bathroom with his Mr. Olympia photos in them (I grew up with 3 brothers gimme a break).
*The list of hit movies: Conan, Terminator films, Red Sonja, Predator, Twins (you know the fact that he tried to pull off Danny DeVito as his twin brother is pretty funny), already mentioned Kindergarten Cop, and True Lies.
*The hot chick wife Maria Shriver.
*Has his handprints and footprints at Grauman's Chinese Theatre.
*Helped start Planet Hollywood franchise.
*Having a SNL sketch in his honor with the not so "girlie men" Hans & Franz and the role of President in The Simpsons Movie.
*Chairman of the President's Council on Physical Fitness and organization that aims to "promote, encourage and motivate Americans of all ages to become physically active and participate in sports". I remember this and I wanted this award...but I was too lazy to find out how to get it.
*And most recently, elected the 38th Governor of California.

So sign me up. How do I get to be so lucky? I think most girls move to CALIFORNIA, get in some nudey magazine, sing a song or get a role in a movie, win Miss America or some award, get award taken away for the nudey magazine appearance, star in movie, get own television show, then the rest is bliss. So, my question is...who is gonna buy my boobies???
ha ha it's a joke ma...for the most part. Unless I have some me privately.