An Interesting Juxtaposition

Dear Creamsicle-Scented Sunscreen,
Thanks for making me feel guilty every time I go in the sun without you. I think it will make me less wrinkly when I'm old, I think. Also, for not smelling like sunscreen, because it makes me more apt to use you appropriately. My future self's skin would also like to thank you precedently for existing.
Liz


Dear Vitamin D,
Thanks for helping me feel justified in going outside without sunscreen sometimes. Because, let's be honest, sometimes I just don't wanna wear sunscreen, and this way I can attribute it to my bone and muscle health. You rock.
Liz

You Know You're a Nurse When

you write the word versed (as in well-versed),
but you read Versed, as in midazolam,
the medication we use to sedate patients for procedures.

Media Fast

So, Lent, right?
You give up something you love for 40 days.
You give it up so you can give yourself to God.
That's the Liz interpretation at least.

Yes, I know it's not Lenten time.
It's not even close to Spring,
but I want to try a mini-Lent,
an abandonment of sorts.

No media for a week.
(Technically six days).

No Facebook.
No movies.
No TV.
No iPod.
No music in the car.
No baseball on TV.
No thx.
No Pandora.
No Google reader.
Not a bit.
For one week.

Only emails and things for school.
(Although if I'm honest with myself,
I'd like a lifetime Lent from school.
In fact, I think I'll take one after December 16,
but that's neither here nor there).

Will it be grueling and taxing and horrible?
Maybe, maybe not.
I'm currently rocking a lifelong abandonment of gluten.
And I'm pretty sure that Red Vines licorice is
better than Facebook ever was, is, will be.

So...
Bring it on.
 (or maybe, better stated)
Turn it off.

Sure Put My New White Nikes to the Test

Okay, so yeah, it's true. They took the song Friday by Rebecca Black off Youtube, so I did what any normal, healthy, well-adjusted female would do: I bought the song on iTunes. Because let's be honest--I love the song. Love. Now, before you get all worked up about how it's the worst song ever, I guess I should say I love/hate it. It's the worst/best song ever. I know. But still, I listen to it repeatedly, and sing it all the time. In fact, I'm listening to it as I type this post.

Anyway, my roommate Bekah hates it and I've been on a quest to find a wonderful/awful song that she love/hates in the same way, and I think today I finally did it with this beautiful ditty by Mr. Aaron Carter:
 

You go, Aaron. You go. 

Look What I Did!

I've long held that I never wanted to change my own inner tubes because that's why God invented boys, but both my tires were going flat in between rides, and I realized it had to be done.

Next step? Time trialling my flat change time.

Written of the Ceiling

Look what was literally written on the ceiling of the Helaman Halls tunnel on the way to Stadium of Fire!

Recipe for a great day?

Sleep in.
Eat cookies for breakfast.
Read scrips.
Go biking with roommate Sarah.
Eat a mango and cookies for lunch.
Clean the kitchen still wearing Spandex.
Go shopping at Wal-mart.
Outdoor Yoga with Amanda.
Eat lettuce dipped in Balsamic Vinaigrette. Also, Swedish fish.
Yard work.
Shower.

It is absolutely essential that you do not shower until you have spent the entire day smelling awesome.

On Babysitting

Last week I spent a couple of days babysitting my cute cousins. My brother John even came and hung out with us for a little while. After John left, Cousin Mack (maybe 4 years old?) said,

"I wish you and Cousin John could stay with us for six days."

Melted my little heart right then and there I tell you what.
(And don't worry, the picture is from last year, I didn't chop and perm and lighten my hair since you last saw me).

Geico

This morning I was thinking of this commercial. One of my favorites of all time. Enjoy!

California

Tomorrow I'm headed out with my good brother James to California. In honor of the trip I searched my iTunes for songs with California in the Title. They included:

California Girls by The Beach Boys

California by Copeland

California by Jordan Faux

California by Josh Ritter

New York to California by Mat Kearney

(All good songs)

I was originally going to post a line from each of the songs, but then on one of the lyrics sites was an ad for the new Owl City CD: All Things Bright and Beautiful.

And it came out TODAY! And I didn't even know about it until TODAY! And I am going on a road trip to California tomorrow armed with musical listening possibilities that include a new Owl City AND a new Death Cab for Cutie CD. Hello, happiness. Or, should I say, Hello, California? They are the same.