You know what I love...

I love Sheetz. You know what made my night? Sheetz...and Journey and Billy Joel. In a move I am sure to regret in the morning, I went to Sheetz and got my 8.30 dinner. It's delicious by the way. On the drive back to my place I ran the stations to find some good music. Low and behold- JOURNEY! Can I just tell you how much I love Steve Perry's voice. LOVE it! Love it. He makes me swoon (sorry Mike). And then what made the night progress even farther into "awesomedom" [yes, i made up a word- i can do that sort of thing] was the wonderful history lesson that is "We didn't start the fire" by Billy Joel. AMAZING! Now I know there are folks out there who can't stand the billy joel, but i don't care. I LOVE him as well! Yay! I mean anyone who teach 20th century history in a 5 minute song is tops with me. And what poetry...
"Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, Dacron Dien Bien Phu Falls, Rock Around the Clock" Anyone who can insert, let alone rhyme, all these things is a genius in my eyes. Ahh...what a glorious night

With the greatest of ease

And in one fell swoop I shift tone and stick in a new picture. Painting number 3. What do you think? Honestly? I love it. I painted it outside- which made it a tricky bugger. Do people actually read this thing? I know Gurley does, and that makes me smile. But let me know you do...and what you think of my paintings.

anyone who guesses the subject correctly will be sent a prize. and I am in NO way guaranteeing a GOOD prize :).



OOh, and my family. I had to add pictures of them from last weekend too. I look like my mum, sound like my mum, gesture like my mum but have all the looks, stubbornness, and tenacity of my dad. It's really quite amazing. I mean, come on, look at our chemistry.

Loopy

I sometimes feel very "out of the loop". At Grove City, the loop was form-fitting and comfortable. Now the loop has become misshapen and too loose for comfort. I find myself on the outside of much goings ons. This here online companion is sometimes my only link to friends. Sometimes I am so tuned into my surroundings that it sucks all the magic up from my circumstances. Other times, I feel as if I'm still the most naive person on the planet.

Do you ever feel that you don't belong ANYWHERE?? So naive that you can't even function properly, let alone socially? Well, I do, lots of times. Example: I have this vague idea of how I'd like my life to be, fantasies of great things. But most of the time I think I'm just kidding myself. I'm adventurous, but not so precocious as to actually set out and complete something wild. I'm too safe. Too uptight. It makes me cringe sometimes to know how truly uptight, or even stuck up, I can be/am. For instance: I have recently accepted the notion that maybe I too would like to be a professor. This is a relatively new notion, so it's in the early planning stages...don't get so excited about it. I want to teach art, more than anything. I'm actually teaching my own lesson plans for the first time on Wednesday and I'm scared out of my mind. Okay, I'm exaggerating, but I am nervous. Very nervous. Back to my train of thought though... being a professor. Do we ever think about what that word means? To profess. Why would anyone in their right mind allow me to profess on a subject I know little about. You think I know, but I'm actually more clever than anyone ever imagined. I'm clever and sly- never good character traits. I have this grand aspiration of getting a masters in art history. Studying in Rome and in Florence, Vienna, and London. Being able to go and live in these places so that the art and knowledge is as accessible to me as the National Gallery or North Carolina Museum of Art are now...but I'm being simply ridiculous. Could I EVER pull that off? I'm getting married for goodness sakes! How could this work out for Mike and I. I would love, love, LOVE, to go and study overseas (and he would too) but honestly, is this just a great dream or a reachable goal? How could that ever be a possibility for the Queen of Mundane? And stop thinking that I'm just being hard on myself. I know I'm my worst critic, I always have been. It's what keeps me from being too scathing, because that would give people the freedom to turn the tables on me, and I just couldn't handle that. Not well anyways. You must admit that you secretly agree with me. Be honest.

But seriously...me, a professor. "What on earth will she come up with next?"

One Great Journey

It's been quite a while since I've updated. Things have been so busy and wild that I haven't had much of a chance to sit down and enjoy me time. In my delirium of this late night hour, I will attempt a quick and poignant blog.

This past week I journeyed into the lands outside of North Carolina...*gasp*! It was truly wonderful. I got to see dear friends, girlfriends, and my family. I made my way up through Roanoke and made a stop at JMU to see my best friend/maid of honor, Molly. We didn't do too much, but we had such a great time. We talked, caught up on life, had great conversations, played Settler of Catan- this crazy german game that should not be played if you are drinking- and ate food. Oh, and there was the whole yummy pumpkin bread and me sleeping in until 10 something. Molly picked up her new golashas. We tried them on and took crazy pictures...hereee's a sampling...

this was a fun pose...see, happy!

molly's floating...in air...so believable!

then i made my way to Strasburg to see my lovely friend/bridesmaid Meg. I am sorry to report that I have no pictures of this visit. boo me.

the next morning I made my way up to grove city...i'll fill in words later, but here are some more pictures. EVERYONE loves pictures!!! yay...

Jesse and his pumpkin...yummy...the pumpkin's yummy too!

HARTZELL!!! could he be more quality?

and now it's stopped uploading pictures. end of post. goodnight!

I... [part 1]

am slightly obsessed with this man... and his tatoos

am in love with Imogen Heaps' music

sometimes just need a little sex and the city

am so very proud of my brother...and so is my Dad

am so excited for halloween...especially when i have children

have a family of fingerpuppets- from my fiance

still can't believe this was the "portrait" scott drew of me...maybe it's best he's tending bar...