Do you think I could get Tommy Smythe

to be my design assistant?

I guess before I hire an assistant, I better get some clients.

Do I really want to do this again? If I do, I am going to need

Tommy be my side. With a notebook.

You might be an interior designer if...

You obsessively take the time to choose the color of the cup, plate, and fork your children's breakfast will be served on.You either match everything or pair interesting color combinations. Then stand back and... Aah, just take it in.

When purchasing your new computer the conversation between you and your salesman goes something like this... "Yeah, yeah, I don't care about the whatever bytes... Just show me what  the monitor looks like."

Your kitchen towels all need to live cohesively.

You have had a custom wall color made to match your favorite leafy vegetable.

You have heard this more than once, "I've never noticed that. Wow... How did you notice that?" When you've pointed out a detail in someone else's home.

You keep yourself awake at night with thoughts of paint chips and flooring samples.

You have a full room dedicated to bolts of fabric you bought with no intention of ever using.

You cringe when your child begs to have that new character shirt. You immediately think, "What sweater does he own that could 1. Cover up said shirt with, and 2. Look artistically eccentric when paired with above mentioned shirt."

Upon entering a friends home, you find it almost painful to NOT give advice on how to improve their space.

When you catch a vision for a room, you physically start to shake with excitement.

You sincerely believe it is your civic duty to make sure that everyone you have ever met lives in a space that they absolutely love.

You often think, "Man, life would be so much easier if I just didn't care!"

If  selecting colors, flooring, lighting, fixtures, furniture, accessories and pinning down a precise style for your client is as easy as breathing, but committing to a picture frame for your own home throws you into a state of panic and fear, YOU MIGHT BE AN INTERIOR DESIGNER
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Oh, and if you have ever "finished" a room in your own home, you might NOT be an interior designer.

 Smorgasbord

Not this:

A luncheon or supper buffet offering a variety of foods and dishes (as hors d'oeuvres, hot and cold meats, smoked and pickled fish, cheeses, salads, and relishes)

This:

An often large heterogeneous mixture.  (If you ask me, A letter perfect description of the world wide inter web.)

I have a great  jay oh be.  I get to converse with some of the most interesting, funny, smart,  and... creative people on the east coast. (and when I say funny, until you have an NJDB say with a straight face that he needs to be reimbursed for being forced to hire a "lady friend" because his flight back to Newark was cancelled, and he was unable to get home to have his girlfriend meet his "needs", you haven't heard funny.)  However, sometimes (usually always) it can be quite mind numbing.  It requires a lot of sitting in front of a computer with nothing to do. Some would refer to this as the most ridiculous waste of any one's time,  while I refer to it as an opportunity to grow. It's a time where I can quench my  thirst  for  the need to be filled with completely useless knowledge. So there I sit... Just me and my computer. So while I sit, I surf. It's fun. I especially enjoy reading other blogs. I love  getting insight into a random stranger's life. I  find their take on specific topics (that most would find completely useless) totally interesting. 

Here are some little gems that I have come across. Check them out. You can thank me later.

27b/6

This guy. I don't know who he is, but he's awesome. 

The only thing that tops his ridiculous emails are the cockamamie

people that choose to banter with him.  

 The Internet Never Forgets

This is funny because it's called "The Internet Never Forgets".

 An indefectible name for a website that features past celebrity pictures. 

It's sad but true. The internet never does forget. 

Isn't that right, Jared Leto?

And Lastly,

Good F***ing Design Advice
When you come across a website, and it is called Good Design 

Advice, it'd probably be... well, a website with some good 

design advice. But throw the F-word between Good and 

Advice, and you've got something pretty f**king clever.

It features great advice like:

Question f***ing everything

 Break all the f***ing rules

Don't design in an f***ing vacuum

Good advice? Of course.

Funny as all get out?

You better f***ing believe it.

Girls Trip

We saw an awesome city. We saw a great show. We ate yummy food. We shopped.

What more can a girl ask for? 

True Grit

The Coen brothers are doing it again. Josh Brolin, Matt Damon and Johnny Cash. This preview looks bloody good. True Grit? Indeed.

 I got my hair did

 

I figured it's going to usually look about like this anyway.

 

Vivi was our photog.(As she is every morning.)

Even though my head is cut off, I love this one the most.

Look, I'm cooking 

 With my mom and some monsters

Grandma Carolyn's Birthday Party

 

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.' We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we're liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."

 

- Marianne Williamson

Somewhere

By Sofia Coppola

Tom and I saw this preview a few weeks ago while at our movie theater of choice in Salt Lake.  I think Sofia Coppola is brilliant. Truly, who doesn't love Lost in Translation? And who doesn't love Stephen Dorff? Also, Elle Fanning, who played a young Cate Blanchett in Benjamin Button, is absolutely stunning. I think she has a very bright future ahead of her.

This movie is scheduled to come out on December 22 in limited release. You and I both know what that means.  It's not going to be released in my county. A little ridiculous? Don't get me started...

The song in this trailer is I'll Try Anything Once by The Strokes. I will say that it played a big part in catching my eye in this particular trailer.  I love The Strokes...and I love this song. (No, Phoenix did not cover it, they are on the soundtrack, but they only do a couple songs.)

So for those of you that live in our area but  haven't been to a theater outside of our county, you may not have seen this preview, so this is for you.

2b or not 2b
Please don't let it be a question. 
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I  received an email from a forty something co-worker tonight. Do you want to know what was in the subject line?

I can't wait for you to guess...I'll just tell you. (Take a second to prepare yourself...)

"OMG"

YOU.HAVE.GOT.TO.BE.KIDDING.ME. REALLY?
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This email has forced me to ask a lot of awkward and grievous questions I shouldn't have to ask myself. For example:

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1. Can I consider this a safe work environment?

2. Will I ever go through a mid life crisis and behave as though I were 13 years old?

3. Is technology (use of texting and internet chat rooms) forcing us back to neanderthalism?

4. Why am I working here?
5. Although I don't know this woman from Adam,  how can I save her from any further embarrassment?

6. Is the English language dying?

7. And last, tell me one more time why I work here?

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Why am I so down on "OMG" and any other chat room/texting acronyms? Well, besides the fact that it is very near physically painful to my eyes, I  resent it. It's lazy and lame and it's leaking into our everyday lives. I can't seem to go one day without seeing, or worse yet, hearing these irritatingly wretched words... Which, mind you, ARE NOT WORDS. Rather gibberish for young  girls and the feeble minded. Fine, if they are ten years old and are just getting into the world of texting and chatting (please bless there aren't any ten year olds out there "chatting") then fine, I get it. Hopefully it's just a stage of trying to find themselves, finding their voices... and when they realize no one is responding to them because we don't know what they are saying, they will stop this crazy vernacular and just  take  twenty more seconds out of their day to spell the full word. And for those adults that support their children in this behavior by purchasing comforter sets that  are decorated in "OMG, TTFN, GR8, LOL, IDK, BRB," and the like, I make a plea to you... Stop contributing to this rampantly horrifying communication (or lack thereof) madness!!! You are going to ruin your children's language and spelling habits and any chance of decent communication skills. I have a sneaking suspicion the local English teacher will not accept the answer  "IDK" on an essay question.

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 I am now going to say something that I know will offend many people, but just know, I am saying this out of pure love and concern. (The fact that I can't take it anymore is a menial side issue.) Please keep in mind, I am not a linguist, pedagogue or even much of a language loyalist. I am more just a girl who has had enough and can take it no longer. 

Quite Possibly the most irritating piece of chat room/texting vernacular in existence is LOL. Worse forms being LMAO, ROTFL or LOLZ. Although it is mostly used by teenage girls in  chat rooms or on their Facebook status, I am sad to report I have seen many grown adults referring to their emotional state with this depressing form of communication.  So, I say to them- Speak proper, or STFU, NOOB. (Too harsh?)

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So, Till we meet again.

TTYL

LONG BEACH

Just what the doctor ordered 

Who has the best group of Sunbeams?

 

 

That's right... We do!

I couldn't wait for success...

So I went ahead without it.

-Jonathon Winters

Conference Sunday

I have always enjoyed Conference Sunday. 

I love our Prophet. I love to hear the words.

I love the stories. I love the lessons.

I love the truth. I love the spirit.

On this day I am reminded of President Hinckley.

 I miss him terribly. 

He will always be dear to me.

 During intermission, we became one with nature.

A great time was had by all.