Monday, September 21, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Wee-ber
With the news of my work moving offices to Kaysville, I started looking into going to Weber State University. I guess I've always had a stigma about WSU. Not that it's not a great school... It's just that it seems so unoriginal for a Davis High grad to head to North Davis High aka WSU. Who am I kidding, like going to Chemeketa Community College in Salem, OR was prestigious?!
But as I researched more about their Visual Communications BFA it became more and more appealing. After a meeting with the department chair, I submitted my application to admissions. What, you have to submit your high school transcripts?! Can't we just admit I sucked high school up and move on?!
Despite my less than sub-par GPA at Davis High, I got a thick envelope in the mail today. From experience it's always a good sign to get a thicker envelope. Unless the school wanted to play a cruel joke and send me 14 pages of "Admission Denied, Sorry Loser!" Anyhow, I got my acceptance letter today and suddenly the stigma is gone.
I'm excited to finally get down to the specifics and to be a Weber Wild Cat!
But as I researched more about their Visual Communications BFA it became more and more appealing. After a meeting with the department chair, I submitted my application to admissions. What, you have to submit your high school transcripts?! Can't we just admit I sucked high school up and move on?!
Despite my less than sub-par GPA at Davis High, I got a thick envelope in the mail today. From experience it's always a good sign to get a thicker envelope. Unless the school wanted to play a cruel joke and send me 14 pages of "Admission Denied, Sorry Loser!" Anyhow, I got my acceptance letter today and suddenly the stigma is gone.
I'm excited to finally get down to the specifics and to be a Weber Wild Cat!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Love Me Some Canadian Rock
At the risk of sounding Emo, I'm posting my new favorite song.
Metric is a Canadian indie-rock band.
Metric is a Canadian indie-rock band.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Soggy Sauerkraut
We went up to Snowbird for a soggy Oktoberfest to celebrate my 24th. Here's a little clip of one of the entertainers. Don't worry, a little rain won't keep me from going up again next weekend with Rosie! I (heart) all things Oktoberfest!
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
A Bunch of Hot Air
This morning I woke Alvin up at 6:00 am to go to the Antelope Island Balloon & Kite Stampede. Although we were a little groggy it was fun to get there for the morning launch.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Giving Credit Where Credit is Due
I have to give him credit.
When Alvin and I were first dating we quickly found a ritual. When there was nothing else but listening to the sound of each others voice, we'd mosey hand in hand down to the elementary school a block from his mom's. We'd sit on the jungle gym and "talk" for hours. Na, we really did talk but when you can't get enough of someone there's bound to be some smoochies.
We've been married for 3 1/2 years now and sad to say, we mosey right to the couch all too often rather than make out point. To be perfectly clear, the blame for that covers both parties.
So tonight after seeing 500 Days of Summer, to be spontaneous and romantic Alvin passed up our apartment complex and drove to the nearest elementary play ground. I feel bad for the outcome of his spontaneity. The once timid and (somewhat) flirty Nattie has been replaced by the worried, skeptic, and bossy Nattie.
So when I should have let my man take control, I told him where to sit. When I should have been paying attention I was more worried about the backyard party would be thinking if they saw us. Here's my somewhat public apology to my sweetheart.
In memory of our jungle gym days.
When Alvin and I were first dating we quickly found a ritual. When there was nothing else but listening to the sound of each others voice, we'd mosey hand in hand down to the elementary school a block from his mom's. We'd sit on the jungle gym and "talk" for hours. Na, we really did talk but when you can't get enough of someone there's bound to be some smoochies.
We've been married for 3 1/2 years now and sad to say, we mosey right to the couch all too often rather than make out point. To be perfectly clear, the blame for that covers both parties.
So tonight after seeing 500 Days of Summer, to be spontaneous and romantic Alvin passed up our apartment complex and drove to the nearest elementary play ground. I feel bad for the outcome of his spontaneity. The once timid and (somewhat) flirty Nattie has been replaced by the worried, skeptic, and bossy Nattie.
So when I should have let my man take control, I told him where to sit. When I should have been paying attention I was more worried about the backyard party would be thinking if they saw us. Here's my somewhat public apology to my sweetheart.
In memory of our jungle gym days.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Remember Clone High?
Who remembers Clone High? It's a freaking hilarious cartoon. With the recent passing of Ted Kennedy it's only fitting. "er-a" enjoy....
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
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