just a little holiday hilarity

Ahhhhhhh. I crack up every time...


holidays, sistah style...

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...and now for the bruthas...

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Ahhhh...sweet success for this lucky lady punk

I just took a Sociology test today, and I am happy to say I aced it....which means I don't need to take the final, and I still got an A in the class.  *Woot!*  That's right...one less cause for more gray hair.  SO, I am celebrating by eating a Carl's Jr. teriyaki burger and watching Dirty Harry on Netflix.  Now for some well deserved down time. DON'T I FEEL LUCKY?!?

Let's hear it, Clint...

Don't open that door. My gorilla is in there...

I love music.  Music has been my ongoing love affair since I can remember belting out James Taylor and Anne Murray songs in the bathtub before the age of 5.  I can thank my James Taylor repertoire to my mother, who affectionately referred to him as "JT."  So, it's no surprise that JT would sometimes wander into my dreams as I slumbered.  One of these dreams, I can still remember to this day...  I was with my parents and we were going over to JT's house.  It was a modest abode (a double-wide, in fact) in Teton Valley.  Everyone was sitting around chatting, and I could hear some noises coming from a room behind a closed door.  Me, being the curious 4 or 5 year old that I was, went to investigate.  James noticed, and as I was about to open the door, he stopped me and said: "Don't open that door.  My gorilla is in there."  That is all I remember of the dream, but any of you who are familiar with JT, you know he has a song called Gorilla.  I couldn't find a video of James singing the song himself, but I wanted to post the song.  Here is a pretty good rendition by a couple of guys.




So, me being the amazing daughter I am....hee hee...I bought my mom and I 5th row tickets to go see James Taylor at the USANA amphitheater a couple years ago. It was a wonderful experience to share with my mom, and the least I could do to repay the lifelong love of JT's music she passed on to me.


THE HOTTIES...

AND THE MAN...

Simply magical.  Thanks JT, for a great memory.

Virgin Post

I have finally succumbed.  I have wanted to start a blog for years, however, I tend not to take initiative and I find I most enjoy perusing ksl ads for things I will never purchase but wish I could.  That, and I would just rather blog stalk others who have their own blogs.  Tee hee.  I particularly enjoy the blogs by my childhood school friend Nellie Rae, and my sister Leslie.  They keep me quite entertained and in stitches.  So, today, I don't know what spurred it on. Maybe I decided my life is interesting too; albeit childless and single.  I still manage to fill my days with a little insanity every once in awhile.  Also, my laptop recently crapped out on me, and I figure I better start archiving things in multiple places.  So this is it.  My virgin post.  No bells or whistles, 'cuz I haven't figured this thing out just yet.  Just bear with me, and before you know it, you will all be sick and tired of my awesomeness.  This blog is really meant for me (and my forgetfulness) to organize all the things in my world that inspire me and make me feel, well...alive, and appreciative for creation, be it God's or (God inspired?) mankind's.  I think sometimes we all need that little reminder.  And I prolly need it more than most.  So, enjoy.