Be wise, Sanitize!

I think I should go into slogan making. I guess that's the same thing as advertising. I should go into advertising. Doesn't "Be wise, Sanitize!" make you want to just go and grab the nearest bottle of hand sanitizer and load up? I thought so. It makes me want to grab my hand sanitizer and my boss's and my neighbor's and my neighbor's brother from another mother's mother's. Suckas.
How about: "Be fit, drink your spit!"? I'm sure there are some people out there (probably girls ages 12-17 and guys ages 18-29) that would actually believe in some crazy rumor that I'm starting right now that drinking your own spit will help you lose weight or something. That's nasty though, I have no idea why it was the first thing to pop in my head. I apologize.
Anyways I should probably be hired right now because I am really good at rhyming and I heard that due to the economic recession there has been quite the decline in good rhymers. Don't ask questions. Just trust me.

Ok.

"Be fit, drink your spit!"

Favorite Band Party

Check out Ingrid Michaelson's new album "Everybody." She is awesome.

http://www.ingridmichaelson.com/music/

She's coming to Salt Lake on Saturday, but I can't fork out $60 for a ticket at the moment :(

Why so much??

So I may just have my own Ingrid Michaelson party and listen to my favorite songs and eat my favorite foods and be with my favorite people. Whoever wants to join me, let me know. I'm serious.

...maybe I'll have other favorite band parties too...

I Have Two Brothers, Hey Hey Hey!

I was just thinking, my main picture on my blog makes it look like I don't have any brothers but I actually have two: Ian and Christian.
Check out these handsome men in my life:

Brother #1: CHRISTIAN!

Christian is almost 22, 6'4-5 ish, talented, and oh so cute! Yes, ladies, he has dimples. He is fluent in Dutch (just got home from the Netherlands!), a very talented artist and musician, and knows how to crack a corny joke. Ok so this isn't an ad to date my brother. I just want people to recognize he exists and I love him!!! Chris is not quite 2 years older than me so we've been pretty close through the years. Back in the day we'd build lego contraptions or Playmobil castles. Or I'd watch him play video games :) Then I'd go play Barbies with Kat. I'm a very versatile woman. We'd build forts almost every Sunday and got to be pretty good, though he was definitely the mastermind behind them. So it fits that he is now potentially looking into Architecture as his field of study. He's also just a super easygoing guy to be around. What awesomeness and attractiveness he brings to my fam. The girls go wild over this one.

Brother #2: IAN!

This is probably the craziest, cutest, 12-year-old I have ever known. Just yesterday he was bragging to me how he can now do a backflip on the trampoline and will have to show me next time I come home. And who could resist those dimples?? (Note: the boys were blessed with the dimples and the girls not so much). He is also one of the funniest kids in the world. This kid has wit. Of course he gets special attention as the youngest and a guy but he definitely deserves his own credit for being the clever kid he is. Plus he's one of the few remaining who will crack up if I do something immature...in some things I am still on the same wavelength as this boy. He's always out playing sports, likes to read (mostly "Calvin and Hobbes" or "Diary of a Wimpy Kid"), plays piano, is a little smarty pants and basically the leader of his little neighborhood friends. He's a good kid. He also brings such awesomeness and attractiveness to our clan. Plus he's already got some pickup lines down...watch out!

The First Time Ever...

...I withdrew from a class. I always take on too large of a load and for some crazy reason I thought I could handle it this time around. But apparently English majors have to read a lot or something and it's time consuming. Why I didn't fathom it would be, I don't know.
So I dropped Finance :(
I really liked the course but I'm just concentrating on what counts towards the major right now. But on the bright side I have a 2 hour break on Tuesdays instead of only 30 minutes!

New Song

Inspired by my roommates:

Katelyn has such beautiful hair
She's right over there
Just look at her hair!
People just can't help but stare
At Katelyn's hair
Because of the glare
Katelyn does her hair cute and curly
And it smells kinda girly
Cuz she uses perfume.
Know how she gets such a good poof?
I'll give you the scoop.
She uses a vacuum!
Oh Katelynn! What's shakin?
Let's make bacon! Can we, Katelyn?
Jenny has such nice hair too
Cuz she uses shampoo
And Katelyn's conditioner too.
She's so nice she'll lend you a penny
And probably many
like one hundred and twenty!
That Jenny girl, she sure is funny
And she'll give you money.
Like a penny. (Thanks Hunny!)
She rides her bike, "Susie Q"
All the way to the zoo.
And if you just ask,
She'll probably take you too.
Oh Jenny! Where's Kenny?
Who's Kenny? Is he taken? By Katelyn?
You know who else has great hair?
Let's stop. And stare.
Its Stephanie Claire.
Actually that's my middle name.
Her's isn't the same.
It's Marie.
Steph-hunny sure likes to dance
and she wears cool pants.
Probably borrowed from me. (Just kidding)
Probably borrowed from Katelyn.
As funny as two guys on a scooter
But she's ten times cuter. And she owns a car.
Steph-hunny! Oh so funny!
You're nose is runny. Cold, Steph-hunny?
Now I guess I'll tell you bout me
I live in a tree.
But I'm no hippie.
Even though I like Bob Dylan,
and I'm good at chillin,
and my hairdo is killin...
We're back to the subject of hair.
Mine's right up there.
Feel free to stop and stare
...at Katelyn!

There are three reasons I haven't written anything for awhile:

1. I have not felt very creative. I still don't but whatever.
2. I'm kind of busy.
3. My internet at home stinks and I haven't had the patience to wait 20 minutes for each page to load.
4. ............Nope, there are just three.

Anyways, in the time between the tale of the trash cat and now, a lot has been going on. Oh speaking of trash cats, I've seen a few that live under the dumpster outside my place. We also have raccoons. That thing reeks. Kind of like dead cat, actually....come to think of it I haven't seen them in awhile.

On to life:

School started. That's good and bad. But mostly good.
Fall Fest ended. That's mostly good too. I actually had a lot of fun...But now I think I'll join another BYUSA committee because I don't know what else to do with myself.
I moved. And our place is cute just like my roommates and I bought a bookshelf on Saturday so I can stop stacking my books under my bed and it is so cute and organized (just like my roommates) and then I felt good so I could finally do my homework and not have the stash (of books and junk) under my bed nagging at me.
I grew. Older, that is. And probably wiser. And maybe funnier, just not today. I had a birthday you guys! I'm, like, so big now! Like, 20! OMGoodnessgracious. That was a great day. I have awesome friends. My little brother gave me a penny which was the best present ever. He knows I'm crazy for Abe Lincoln. Definitely one of my favorite dead guys. My bro is definitely one of my favorite alive guys (just to be clear).
I'm still an English major. I have set a record. But it kinda doesn't count because I had summer between the time I declared it and now, so of course I wouldn't change my mind. I have to read ALL the time now. Rough life. Good news -- I am taking Advanced Writing which means I'm learning some grammar so maybe my posts will be grammatically correct. Maybe.
And I am looking into grad school. That's exciting.

That's all. And people keep getting married and having babies and stuff. What are they thinking? (just kidding...)

The Cat in the Trash

I'm baaaack! That reminds me of that dinosaur movie. I like that movie. I can relate to it because I am hungry and intelligent and non-violent, just like those dinosaurs.
I haven't written anything in a long while and had a funny experience at lunch today that I wanted to recreate via song. I'm really nervous, and not much of a singer, but here it goes:

Lunch with the Kitty in the Trash

We were sitting at the table under the tree
Just minding our business, Mallory and Me.
When out from the bush by the library
strolls a little kitty-y-y-y-y.

While eating our lunches
We had hunches
That kitty wants lunches too (ooh ooh)
That kitty wants lunches too.

While sitting at that table under the tree
Just watching the kitty, Mal and Me,
We saw that kitty jump for glee
On the trashcan behind the library.

While eating our lunches
And watching cat lunges
We had hunches
That kitty will fall in soon (ooh ooh)
That kitty will fall in soon.

Speculating at that table under the tree
About how funny it would be
If the kitty on the trashcan fell gracefully
Into the trashcan's contents of food smelly.

Our hunches were right
With a look of delight
As we heard the kitty thumped
Because it overjumped
Right into that garbage oh-so smelly.
Locked away for time and eternity.
(cue "Smelly Cat" by Phoebe Buffay)

I think that is an appropriate way to end the song.
Just kidding. I will take the time to tell you how the story really ends in case there are shocked and tearful cat-lovers out there.

The Sequel: Lunch with the Kitty in the Trash Gets Out of the Trash

I was sitting at the table under the tree
Eating my lunch and laughing-ing
Mal poked her head around the trash with the cat
Afraid to put her head in and get scratched.

That trashcan had a lock and it had a lid
So if the cat jumped it might knock its head (pronounced "hid")
So what my pal Mallory did,
Was call Grounds Crew (oooh ooh)
That Mallory called the grounds crew.

We had a clue
That they had a tool
To let that kitty fool
Out of the trashcan (yeah, man)
They could let the kitty out of the trashcan.

While sitting at the table under the tree
Mal called the man, so heroically,
To let out the smelly kitty-y.
And then we waited patiently.

We had a hunch
That kitty had its lunch
And then it lunged
Or rather it plunged
Back into the bush behind the library.
Before the man came to rescue she.

Once again our friend, the kitty was free
It was able to jump, actually...
So our lesson as you can see
Is never underestimate one's abilities.
Never underestimate one's abilities.