11.30.2010

me and les mis

my love affair with les mis began when i was a wee one.  my mother, barbie, is quite the amazing singer. she has graced many stages to perform musicals and concerts. so from a young age, all of us children were exposed to a great deal of music. i was 4 when we moved to connecticut, which contrary to popular belief is not in the south, its east of new york people.

i don't remember the exact age. maybe 7? but i do know this. les miserables was the very first show i saw on broadway in the great city of new york. i remember wishing i could be little cossette, up there singing on the stage in front of all those people. i remember looking for her at the curtain call and i asked my mom why she wasn't there and she told me she probably went to bed. yes, that makes sense, cause my seven year old self is really tired too. i might have fallen asleep near the end. and that's when it began. that year i sang "castle on a cloud" for our school talent show.  my mom dressed me up in rags, put dirt on my face and a bucket in my hand and i sang my little heart out.

a few years later we went again. and then again a few more years after that.  when my brothers and i finally got around to seeing phantom of the opera, we scoffed at it, claiming les mis was so much better.

while at dinner tonight, some of the songs came up. jason sang "castle on a cloud" with me and we remembered how awesome it was when susan boyle sang "i dreamed a dream" on britain's got talent.  i shed a tear every time. then i had to sing "look down look down, you're standing in your grave" and "welcome monsiuer, sit yourself down, and meet the best innkeeper in town"

what is with that music? it is just so good! and the story, oh the story. so beautiful. i would put on the soundtrack as a child and dance around the family room as i sang along.  i may have abandoned my dream of becoming a star freshman year of college when decided that advertising was the place for me, but i may or may not still dream of being little cossette.. i might be too old for that now, so maybe i should start dreaming of being big cossette. it's not too late is it?

so dear friends, read the book, watch the movie, listen to the soundtrack, and go see the show.

(why do all of my favorite things take place in france? a tale of two cities, les mis, amelie, and why have a i never been there?)

btil says the darndest things

jason: "i like your gargoyle sweater"

me: "argyle" 

11.28.2010

btil says the darndest things

"i'm ungrateful for caitlin"


i love that my sister and husband get along so well. hahaha

11.27.2010

last christmas i gave you a shoe

my parents and little sister came out to utah for thanksgiving to spend it with jason and i, my brothers and their wives.  we stayed up at a cabin in park city. some of the highlights of the weekend were

hot tubbing in 104 degree water in 7 degree air
food a plenty
modern family season one
jason singing caitlin and i to sleep while we laughed our little hearts out
zumba! my sister in law alexandria is an instructor so all us ladies got in a nice work out the morning after the big meal
walking through the shops in park city trying on hats and admiring paintings
outlet shopping
games we all enjoyed

and most of all

its officially christmas time
which means i am currently listening to good christmas music, i put up what little decorations i have, and i admired our well-off neighbor's yard aka park. you can admire it too. seriously, they're competing with temple square. this is maybe one eighteenth of the lights covering their forest. i foresee jason and i taking many a walk by this house in the next couple weeks to enjoy the happy colors.


11.25.2010

a little thing i'm grateful for

i'm thankful for jason, but we all new that. really i'm thankful to be able to spend my holidays with the boy that i love and not have to skype with him all week long while we are each at our respective families' homes.  cause that sucks.  splitting family time stinks too, but at least i'm with my man.

11.23.2010

let's send out 11 consecutive texts to remind them of the non-existant severe weather

a few weeks ago, jason and i gave ourselves a rule. we can only eat out once a week. sit down, fast food, whatever it may be, it may only happen once. this was to help our wallets and waistlines, but actually its just made going out that much more fun.  moderation.. what a novel idea.

so tonight found us at: 
red robin where we found some bottomless fries
then the empty byu basketball game where we found another blowout
then the cocoa bean where we found ourselves really full after sharing two delicious cupcakes
and then home where we found our favorite netflix treasure of the moment, 30 rock.

we still haven't found the storm they warned us all week about.
anyone, anyone?

i should write in caps i'm that excited

big day for that boythat ilove so much:


A+ on an exam
received a grant
was hand picked to be a part of some fancy new association for business students


i'm so very proud

11.22.2010

werds

or
warm
sounds like or
but when you put or in
words
and
worms
it sounds like erm.

11.18.2010

luke and the bird


family barbecue
+
[oh the irony of that link.. he's supposed to be so righteous]
+
his finger
=
a little surprise when we looked through the photos

11.16.2010

a highlight in an otherwise lame-o day

i went to the temple today. it was my dear friend linsday's very first time and it was just lovely. i love her and i love families and i love temples!

dancing in the kitchen

this is not a joke or a cute little saying. i dance in the kitchen often. and currently every time this song comes on i dance to it. and seeing as it is on a playlist consisting of only four songs, it comes on a lot. i've long had a major girlcrush on marina.

{{i wish i could look like her in her i am not a robot video, cause she's a babe and who doesn't want to have sparkly diamonds all over their body or rhinestones on their lips and eyelids. [who's up for recreating this music video with me. anyone, anyone?] }}

and while this particular song is not the latest in breaking music news, it's still a wonderful gem.



did you dance a little? i know i did. and i'm in bed.

11.14.2010

perfect sunday

here's what a perfect sunday entails..

- 7 year old nephew giving a legit talk in sacrament meeting about gratitude (the bishopric knew exactly what they were doing when they asked him. this kid's solid. he wrote the whole thing himself and then spoke from the heart a bit at the end, challenging the congregation to "think of one, no, think of three things you are grateful for")
- followed by wonderful talks by his parents
- then a delicious meal
- a viewing of elf where everyone in the room was asleep at one point or another
- a triple batch of nobakecookies
- a drawing of names for gifts for the extended family
- and finally, getting back home by 7:20 with still plenty of the evening to enjoy more relaxing and quiet

11.13.2010

humidifiers

what happened to those things? i remember that big boxy looking thing getting pulled out any time one of us young children were sick. what did it do? what was it for? did it work? i do remember they always fascinated me.. filling them up with water, the steamy air coming out the top. well i've been sick going on three months now. i'm taking vitamins, drinking a lot of water, getting plenty of sleep. so the next answer must be a humidifier.. obviously. were they a thing of the 80s and 90s? do people other than liz lemon still use them?

i'd call my mom but she's off in barcelona for the weekend.. lame.

11.11.2010

this was mine

Your Second Shot TV: Barcelona from Dentsu America on Vimeo.


this was my idea.. seriously. for a local wedding photographer the byuadlab was working with. now canon is doing it, and this was my very idea (enhanced by some great creatives working with us). i don't know if i should be frustrated or proud. i think frustrated. advertising is in the business of ideas. we come up with ideas every day and that is what we sell to our clients. i guess we didn't go a good enough job selling it cause the project never happened. but that is basically what we proposed to do.. sad sad day.

11.10.2010

350 degrees

i wasn't going to make cookies tonight. i had a piece of chocolate cake with raspberry cream filling covered in chocolate ganache [compliments of my sisterinlaw michelle]. i figured that filled my treat quota for the day. however, certain situations constitute the allowance of innumerable amounts of sweets.

breakups, womentimes, girlfriends' breakups, girlfriends' womentimes, weekends, movie nights, game days [this list got longer than i expected quicker than i expected].

i don't know how this fits into the list, but my executive decision is that it belongs there: car troubles.
i have to register my car in utah [that's a whole issue of its own.. a utah license plate will be on my car. utah! people..] i probably need new tires. and to top it off, today i got a parking ticket. eh, twentyfive dollars. nothing to cry over. five hours later when i sat down to pay that ticket online, i realized i had three parking tickets. then i felt like crying. and after i decided it wasn't worth crying over, i decided that this warranted cookies.

so now i'm making cookies tonight.. i wonder if i could pay these tickets in cookies. they are really really good cookies.

11.09.2010

regulate

it was necessary that i [jason helped] laid down some ground rules.



rule #1 i may only listen to radio christmas music when i am driving by myself until thanksgiving [i was also informed that i may not even sing christmas songs until thanksgiving.. why do i always live with such scrooges.. lindsay is a scrooge too]

rule#2 upon thanksgiving, i will start listening to the quality christmas albums that we all know and love [celine, sarah mclachan, john denver, manheim steamroller, trans siberian orchestra, and so many more]
at which time i may also listen to christmas music with jason around. he's so kind.

rule#3 space out christmas present purchases. if finish too early i'll be bored come december.

rule#4 wait until today to switch out my scents. cinnamon scentsy and peppermint hand soap. yum.

rule#5 don't make a christmasy header.. [i blatantly disobeyed that one]



it's christmas time here in lalaland!

11.08.2010

galavanting


my cute parents are in paris. i'm so happy they get to take such a fun trip. this is their first really big trip since my dad got sick. it's so very wonderful that they got to go. but while i'm so ecstatic that they are off in paris, i'm also rather envious.  i wish i was in paris right now..  or bora bora.. australia would be nice too.


[i switched pictures.. i like this one so much more]

11.07.2010

i think i have the black lung pop

i hate getting my face wet. in the pool, in the rain, in the shower. which also means i'm pretty averse to washing my face.  because i especially hate getting my face wet when the rest of me isn't wet.  i hate how my hair feels if a bit of water gets splashed around the roots, i hate the way the water runs down my arms, and mostly, i hate purposefully splashing water all over my face.

i use face cloths, but those get dirty so quickly. i use disposable towelettes but those get expensive.  i took to showering at night since that makes the process more bearable but who showers every day. psh.. not me.  cause then your hair gets wet and that's a whole new set of problems.

well tonight i found the answer. lots and lots of cotton balls. a cotton ball to wet my face, a cotton ball to remove makeup, a cotton ball with facial cleanser, and cotton ball with water to wash it all away. and after i was done i looked down at my nice happy pile of cotton balls, so pleased with myself, and realized i'm a male model. yikes.

11.04.2010

dangnabit hababit

.1.
my obsessionslashaddictionslashdependence of chapstick has reached all new levels. i carry it around, not in my purse, not in my pocket, in my hand. i get to work, pull my chapstick out and set it on my desk. when i have meetings, go talk to people, get up for any reason, i bring my chapstick with me. i twirl it in my fingers while having conversations. this is probably unhealthy and distracting.


.2.
when i was single and living in college apartments where the bed is ridiculously high, i was in the habit of leaning over my bed while on my laptop instead of sitting in my favorite papasan chair or climbing up into bed. i would lean over my bed for hours.. standing with my feet on the ground, elbows and stomach on the bed. i'm telling you, it was seriously comfortable. well, its begun again. i am currently leaning against my bed. though this one is a bit lower so it's not as comfortable but still rather pleasant.


.3.
this last habit of mine is all the rage these days. i broke up with my immune system.. sent him packing. we've been apart for over a month now and i think i'm starting to miss him. so mister immune system, i'm sorry i took you for granted. please come back.

11.03.2010

more free advice

i figure since no businesses are actually listening to me, i can offer all the free advice i want. so, here we go again.

i have been sick for about 2 months now. it started with the normal fall cold, turned into an itchy throat inside and out, and just continued downhill from there. at my mother's advice (now there's some quality advice that is always free) i decided it was high time i purchased a multivitamin. whether or not that will actually help me be any healthier, it's probably good to take them, yes?

so while at our favorite local groceryslasheverythingelseyoucouldeverneed store, i meandered my way over to the multivitamin aisle. ok, so i should probably get a woman specific vitamin seeing as we all have an iron deficiency.. ok here's a woman's vitamin. that looks good. oh wait, here's another woman's vitamin. this one is $2 less. hmm.. well what's different about them. this one, let's call it centrum, has way more vitamin c. but this one, we'll call it one-a-day, has more folic acid.. hmm..

so i'm standing there, comparing nutritional values of these women's daily multivitamins and i decide, i'm feeling good about this one-a-day. but this point, i've been so caught up in comparing vitamin percentages that i have no idea which one is more expensive.. so what caused my decision? i will tell you.

the women's centrum package is silver. has harsh blocky writing. my subconscious told me "this packaging is manly, put it down."
the women's one-a-day package is yellow, has 'women's' written in cursive, and has sunrays beaming out of its name. my subconscious told me, "you can always trust the sunrays."

packaging people. if you're trying to market a women specific good to women, maybe you could make it look a little.. i don't know, maaaybe, womanly?

11.02.2010

to all those salesmen out there, you're doing it wrong

The Death of the Salesman has come. They are dead to all the 20 and 30 somethings out there. Maybe older. Why? Because we refuse to acknowledge them and their existence, we refuse to be persuaded by their cunning tricks.
People paid on commission know that their lively-hood depends on your patronage. Therefore, they have to ensnare you. They can’t risk losing a sale. And while those tricks may have worked for years and years because that is all that was known, businesses are getting smarter. The salesguy is a turn off. A major big fat turn off.
We’re all aware of the used-car salesmen stereotype. And while stereotypes can be negative or wrong… they don’t come out of nowhere.
Here’s my problem. I went gym shopping the other day. At the first one, they showed me around told me what the monthly fee was and said thanks for stopping by. I went up the street to another. I was sat down, told all the wonderful things they were offering that I don’t really need, and then they proceeded to try and wow me by cutting the initial $100 fee, giving me $5 off the monthly fee, only to then bring in the “manager” to give me the very special deal of my first month free. All of which was still more expensive than the first gym. Asking me to call my husband (who was in class) right then to talk to him about it, making me commit to call them that night, calling me the next day to ask me if I’d decided. I left with such a bad taste in my mouth that even if they were the better gym, I was too disgusted with their high-pressure sales pitch. Guess what guys, you are not helping yourselves out. Give it to us straight. Tell us how much it is and then leave us alone. Your sales pitch is hurting you.
People would rather go to Carmax than a dealership. If you know how to negotiate, you may be able to get a lower price at a dealership, but chances are, you don’t. And chances are, the salesman does. At Carmax, you are paying about a $1000 more than that ridiculously low price you may have (but not likely) gotten at the dealership. So now, you go to Carmax, there is no haggling involved, and you know you are getting a fair price.
You’d think more businesses would start catching on. Just be fair, give it to us straight, and we will respect you. You want our respect don’t you? Because respect will likely turn into patronage, which will likely turn into loyalty, and boom, you’ve got a lifetime consumer.
I don’t think I can say it more simply than this… cut the crap.

11.01.2010

lazy mondays

remember when i told you about how whenever someone pulls out a dr pepper i sing their old little jingle. well, i do it with daisy sour cream too. "a dollop, of daisy" i sing it every time.
what is with me and jingles?