Monday, April 27, 2009

Real world, here we come!



This weekend has been so fun. Byron graduated in Theater Media Arts with an emphasis in Cinematography on Thursday and Friday and we had both sets of parents up for the celebration. We don't get to see our parents much, being in Utah and all, and it was so nice to get them all to ourselves! Elder Dallin H. Oaks spoke at his individual college convocation which was a really nice surprise. It's so weird that he's done with school; now we start looking for film shoots he can get on. Real world here we come...




Friday, April 10, 2009

Mista Barista

My brother Brad is the artistic one in the family. He never ceases to amaze me with his creativity, and I was able to be a part of his latest creative venture. He entered into a superhero competition for a local TV station (they were looking for short animated spots of a super hero native to the Seattle area) and he won. He called me to write the theme song (or add onto his bass loops), so I took out a trumpet and this is what I got. Take a look...




Brad won a scholarship to take classes at the Art Institute of Seattle and the newest version of Adobe Photoshop (my reward is that I get his older version photoshop, Byron is so excited). He also gets to appear on TV...I'm excited to see it!

Monday, March 23, 2009

My mom was raised in Heber, UT, by two master storytellers. They passed down their colorful (and sometimes a bit graphic) metaphors, nicknames, and colloquialisms. Two years ago, my brothers and sisters and I held a contest to see who could come up with the most Momisms. Here’s the amazingly long list we came up with.

  1. I'll be ready in two shakes of a dead lamb's tail.
  2. That would gag a dog off a gut wagon.
  3. For pity pat.

  4. -For Pete's Sake

  5. --Honey Bunch of Stink Weed (a term of endearment)

  6. -We're off like a Shirty Dirt

  7. -You want fair, go to Pomona! (referring to the Pomona county fair)

  8. -Get that quarter out of your mouth. It could have been sitting in a dead man's eye.

  9. -You'll get incapumpus of the blowhole.

  10. -You'll get creepin' crotch rot.

  11. -If wishes were fishes we'd all have a fry.

  12. -You know what thought did... (Ask me if you really want to know the rest. No swearing involved, just potty humor.)

  13. -He has about as much personality as a stick of wood.

  14. -Yes, but smell isn't everything (e.g. in response to “she’s really strong”)

  15. -Yes, but looks aren't everything (e.g. in response to “She’s really funny”)

  16. -That's about as fun as a tooth ache

  17. -(achoo)ie louis, scuze me please.

  18. -You think you're hot snot in a wine glass, but you're really a cold booger in a dixie cup.

  19. -You've got St. Vidas' dance.

  20. -You're up in the night.

  21. -You don't have the sense of a soda cracker.

  22. -I may be green and cabbage looking, but I'm not stupid.

  23. -Crooked as a dog's hind leg.

  24. -Naked as a jaybird.

  25. -Hot as hades

  26. - He's like a fart on a hot skillet (hyperactive).

  27. -If you sing at dinner, you'll cry before the next meal.

  28. -What are you two birds doing?

  29. -What do you mean jellybean?

  30. -I have a sty in my eye--have you been peeing in the road?

  31. -I have to P double E!

  32. -Ya ding-dong.

  33. -It'll feel better when it stops hurting.

  34. -(laughing)I'm going to beat you.

  35. -You're going to think__________

  36. -Probably Obably.

  37. -Hellity Flute

  38. -Mean as Sour Owl

  39. -The whole fam-damily.

  40. -Beat the tar out of you.

  41. -Scattered from Hell to breakfast.

  42. -Why is your face smooth going this way and rough going that way?

  43. -I'm gonna beat you with a stick

  44. -I'm getting out the wooden spoon.

  45. -Knock you into the middle of next week.

  46. -Come on, let me rock you, come on...

  47. -On my finger, on my thumb, on my belly, on my bum.

  48. -We waited for you like one pig waits for another.

  49. -Scattered from hell to breakfast.

  50. -Until the last dog is hung.

  51. -Good honk.

  52. -Bring it up again and we'll vote on it. (After someone burps loudly)

  53. -Mugwamp (generic nickname).

  54. -Mad as hops.

  55. -If you sew on the Sabbath, you'll have to pick the stitches out with your nose in the next life.

  56. -Mean as cat manure.

  57. -That's not worth fish guts.

  58. -Cold as a mother-in-law's kiss.

  59. -As slow as molassas going uphill on a January morning.

  60. -You're strong, but smell isn't everything.

  61. -Scared spitless

  62. -I was up all day and half the night.

  63. -Miss Molly (term of endearment)

  64. -If you've seen one butt, you've seen 'em all.

  65. -Squehod

  66. -Scotty tissue sees every little bum

  67. -She's so dumb she couldn't pour pee out of a boot with the instructions on the heel.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

M&M Lady

As a child my brothers and I enjoyed a good game of Super Mario Brothers on the Nintendo. We had nicknames for many of the characters, but one in particular I cannot figure why we gave it the name we did. The M&M Lady was the cloud that spit out spiky rodents.



Today Byron encountered a real M&M Lady. He was walking out of the HFAC on campus, smiling at fellow pedestrians when this lady said "you want some?" She held out a bag of peanut M&Ms. Byron did, in fact, want some so he accepted the offer. She gave him some and then a short "see ya" and she was off--much better than giving out spiky rodents. Thank you M&M Lady.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

I've hit the big time now!

So my sax player, Rob Bennion called me up one day and said, hey wanna be a special musical guest on a local cooking show? Shoot, you gotta start somewhere...



Tuesday, November 18, 2008

The Adventure of Being a Wife

Well since Byron and I have been married (a whopping 3 months) I have learned a great deal about myself.
1) I have to screw up a baking recipe approx. 2 times before I can get it right.

            
(These are pancakes. They tasted like soap, but two more tries and they will be delicious!)

2) I am pretty good at last minute Halloween costumes.

            
(Yep, he was a speaker. he cut out the hole and I sewed on the nylon and added a cord in the back...that's one good-lookin' speaker.)

3) I have way too much stuff but am really good at packing it into our tiny apartment.

(You basically can see the whole apt. I'm taking the picture from the bedroom and you see into the kitchen, haha)

Poor Byron has to see and experience my learning process; he's quite the trooper. 

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Band Wagon

Yep, we did it. We jumped on the band wagon.