MmmmHmmm

The results of the tiny twisty bun hair from last night.

A Photo Essay Regarding my Current Use of Hair Tutorial videos on YouTube, pictures from Pinterest, and such

1. Lauren Conrad's VMA updo as seen on Let's Make It Up! 

2. Curly side ponytail as left over from some 40's-esque curls. (No makeup even!)

3. Upside down french braid as seen on Pinterest

(thanks to Heather for the braiding and Bekah for the adorable bobby pins)

  

4. And currently waiting to have big curls with tiny buns as seen on love Maegan

Witty Banter

I'd like to recount, in semi-accurate fashion, a particularly fantastic encounter I recently had.

Boy: I'd really like to go to a Brian Regan show at some point.

Me: He's coming in January. You could make that your New Year's resolution?       

Boy: Well, it's not really the sort of thing you can just go to by yourself.

Me: Are you telling me you can't find an attractive woman who appreciates good humor to go with you?

Boy: Are you applying?

Me: Should I send you a resume?

Boy: As long as you keep it to one page. 

Organizational Activities

Well, it turns out that I only did yoga today,
but...in order to multitask, I spent the day
listening to teleconferences from
The Center for Mindful Eating while
vacuuming, cleaning, doing laundry
and rearranging all the furniture in my room.
And I'm pretty sure that furniture rearrangement
is legitimately list-able in my work out log
as "lifting weights." Don't you think?

Thoughts on Cleaning My Bedroom After Midnight

I was talking to roommate Heather tonight about how lately I haven't been doing the things that I normally do, specifically:

1. Work more than one job
2. Clean my room to spotlessness every night
3. Bike, swim, do yoga, and occasionally lift weights

Instead, my life has looked like hours on my laptop editing and reediting my paper, my project, sending emails, taking a nap, biking maybe twice a week, doing yoga like once a week, and cleaning my room like, oh, I don't actually want to admit how not often that has been.

But tonight I decided to take matters into my own hands. I went downstairs to go to sleep a little after midnight, and instead of sleeping, I proceeded to clean my bedroom.

Was it worth it? Yes, I do believe it was. And tomorrow, I'll probably stat bike in the am, do yoga in the afternoon, and swim at night, because it's all about moderation, right?

Cereal

When you were little, did you ever just pull up a chair to the table with some milk and cereal and proceed to eat like 7 bowls full?

 Yeah, me neither.

Double Her Salary, and Give Her Some Chocolate

Raise your hand if you love my capstone chair,
Pam Hardin, because I sure do.
Someday when I am a Dr. Nurse,
it will be in large measure due to her unending ability
to be reasonable and encouraging and accommodating and fabulous.
In my university evaluation of her class, I wrote, and I quote,
"Give Pam Hardin a raise!" And I think they should.
Because she rocks.
That is all.

Utah

Dear Utah,
Thanks for days like today. I could be really sad about the whole 23 degrees thing, but instead I am loving the sunshine.
Liz

November 19, 2011. College of Nursing Lounge. HSEB. University of Utah Health Sciences Complex. Salt Lake City, Utah.

It is with a sad sort of fondness that I must bid farewell to this couch. 

Couch, I thank you for the hospital issue pillow and blanket,
your location by the window,
and every single lunchtime sunshine catnap
you've helped me capture during the last 16 months.
You will be missed. 

Nail Biting

So, I'm going to admit something embarrassing here.

I bite my nails.

I know, embarrassing, right?

The other day, I was reading about compulsions, and I learned that nail biting is actually classified as a diagnosis in the DSM-IV. It's an impulse control disorder along the obsessive compulsive spectrum. Obsessive compulsive spectrum? Puh-lease. I doubt that.

It's totally normal that I only use white plastic hangers in my closet, and that I always double check my car door to make sure that it really is locked, and that I sometimes run back into the house to make sure the oven is off and my straightener is unplugged.

Totally normal.