Tomorrow is always fresh with no mistakes in it...yet.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Prom Prom Prom

(I was going to do an Easter post, but my aunt will kill me if I don't get Prom stuff up, so I'll do that tomorrow.)

Prom was amazing! I had such an awesome time and truly felt like a princess. Thanks so much, Chase! Since we got pictures at the dance, the only ones I have right now are from getting ready. Ah, well. There are going to be a lot of them, again for the benefit of my aunt. :)

The shoes. That I got the day of. Hooray!

The dress. Thank you, Aannaliisa!

The hair. Thank you, Kristen and Hannah!

The dress from the back and more hair.

The eye makeup that took a good twenty minutes. Thank you, Hannah and Mom!
And of course the beautiful jewelry. I got both the earrings and the circlet from Shaylynn.
My date, Chase Acheson...future President.
The beautiful corsage. And the ring is from Shaylynn, too.
Boutonniere. Those things are tricky to pin on. And to spell.
Unfortunately, my parents didn't get any good pictures of my promenade, so here's my favorite picture that they did get: Kristen and Riley almost falling down the stairs. Thankfully, no one was injured.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Days 4 and 5

Ok, so maybe I'm not doing so well at keeping up with this. Ah, well, c'est la vie...
A picture of you and your friends:
I couldn't just do one! And if you're not in any of these, don't feel bad. If you're reading this, you're my friend. :)
The wardies.

The cousins.

The polyga-daters.

The Danites.

The Students.

Your idea of the perfect first date:
Well, this is my idea of the perfect ANY date. Even if you go on many. It would probably never get old. 

They dance, they draw with chalk, they eat cupcakes, they dance some more, and they GO TO THE LIBRARY!! Tell me that isn't great. I dare you.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Day 3

A picture of somewhere you've been to:

When you get to the town, this sign greets you. (No, I didn't take this picture--I can't find mine.)

Want to hear something ironic? Although I have been to Hobbiton, I had never seen the Great Salt Lake until today. I may write more about that, and State Drama in general, but don't count on it. I'm really tired.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Days 1 and 2

I'm going to do Day 1 and Day 2 today, because yesterday's needed a description of the day, and I couldn't really do that until the day was over, now could I?
A picture of yourself:

And a description of how your day was:
Well! Not to make any of you jealous, but it was pretty awesome. It started at midnight at Josh's house for breakfast. Crazy? Yes. Awesome? Yes. This involved cinnamon rolls, peppermint tea, apple butter, bacon, and other delicious foods. Miriam performed her scene for us. We played truth or dare. A tip: probably best not to do this at 1:30 a.m. It becomes rather muddled. ("I truth you to dare Clinton to dare Josh to go...") And I had a lovely talk with Josh and Kate. There was so much smoke in the air from the men cooking bacon that when I got home my jacket smelled like a campfire.
After that, my day was pretty average--ironing, homework--until about 4:00 p.m, when Kate and I went over to the Lord of the Rings marathon hosted by Andrew. This was bound to be good...
We cried, of course. (Although not as much as usual because we were so tired.) We cheered every time



 or Figwit
came on screen--who wouldn't? We renewed old jokes:

Thank you, Legolas.

And started some new ones:

"We have decided...that you are not orcs." "How can that be your decision?!"

Meet Susan, the Stewardess of Gondor. Would you like some pretzels?

Samwise tears are approximately 1000 times more potent than phoenix tears.

This is Frank. Not to be confused with Eowyn--can't you tell this is a guy?

This is Aaron. He's pretty awesome.
We also learned a few things: How to say "Do I not also have your love?" in Elvish, that the credits on Return of the King are in fact 15 minutes long, and that these movies contain awesome (and occasionally pointy) boots. There was something else, too, that possibly had to do with the Mouth of Sauron, but I can't remember what it was. Anyone?
And that, dear friends, was my day.
A photo of something you ate today:

Cheese straws. Yum.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

This May Come As A Shock...

but I'm doing a Thirty Day challenge. Because I feel like it. I'll probably put other things up, too, but this'll keep my blog from starving in between my sporadic bits of prose.
Here's the list (a mash-up of Kaela's and Jackie's):
Day 1 – A photo of yourself and a description of how your day was.
Day 2 – A photo of something you ate today.
Day 3 – A picture of somewhere you've been to.
Day 4 – A picture of you and your friends.
Day 5 – Your ideal first date.
Day 6 – A photo of an animal you’d love to keep as a pet.
Day 7 – Your dream wedding.
Day 8 – A song to match your mood.
Day 9 – A photo of the item you last purchased.
Day 10 – A photo of your favorite place to eat.
Day 11 – What’s in your makeup bag?
Day 12 – A photograph of the town you live in.
Day 13 – Your favorite musician and why?
Day 14 – A TV show you’re currently addicted to.
Day 15 – Something you don’t leave the house without.
Day 16 – Your celebrity crush.
Day 17 – A photo of you and your family.
Day 18 – Something you crave a lot.
Day 19 – Songs you listen to when you are happy, sad, bored, hyped, mad.
Day 20 – The meaning behind your blog name.
Day 21 – Put your iPod on shuffle. List the first 10 songs that play.
Day 22 – A letter to someone who has hurt you recently.
Day 23 – 15 facts about you.
Day 24 – A photo of something that means a lot to you.
Day 25 – Nicknames you have and why you have them.
Day 26 – A baby picture.
Day 27 – A picture of something that makes you happy.
Day 28 – Your favorite movie.
Day 29 – Something you could never get tired of doing.
Day 30 – A photograph of yourself today + three good things that have happened in the last 30 days!
We'll see how it goes.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

The Kat's Meow

This was the title of my sixth-grade autobiography; honestly, some of my best title ideas have come from then. Anyway, oftentimes I'm going about my day-to-day business and I think of something I want to put on my blog--but that simply is not enough to warrant a full post. So! I had this idea. When I get those flashes of inspiration (a quote, a fact, a book recommendation, etc.) I shall put it up here under the title of "Kat's Meow." Sound good? Awesome. Here's my first:

Do you know what I think about a lot? Punctuation. (Yes, Benjy, "alot of punctuation.") And I wanted to share with you some of my heroes from the punctuation world: if you have even a fraction of a Grammar Nazi in you, if you thrill to the sight of a perfectly-placed semicolon or gnash your teeth at those who unwittingly "lapse into a comma," you will surely love them, too. Their names, dear friends, are Aldus Manutius the Elder (1449-1519) and Aldus Manutius the Younger (grandson of the first.) They, frankly, were amazing. By the end of their combined work at their printing press, they had changed the written world forever--and still almost nobody knows their names! Aldus Manutius and Aldus Manutius invented the italic typeface. They were the first to print a modern-usage semicolon in their text. And they were the first to take the medieval virgule (which looked like today's forward slash), pull it down, and curve it: thereby creating the comma. It's all true. Thank them, O English lovers! For without these two inspired printers, English today would be very, very different.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

"Breathe, Buzz, Hint, Spell, Sigh, Speak, Say, Tell"

"It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want - oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!"
"Spring has returned.  The Earth is like a child that knows poems."

"Every field wears a bonnet
With some spring daisies on it,
Even birds of a feather show their clothes off together.
Sun's gettin' shinery, to spotlight the finery,
Spring, Spring, Spring."

"Springtime is the land awakening.  The March winds are the morning yawn."

"Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night."
"And now the sun is climbin' high,
Rising fast on fire,
Glaring down through the gloom,
Gone the gray, I say.
The sun spells the doom
Of the winter's reign,
Ice and chill must retire
Comes the May say I,
And you'll be here to see it.
Stand and breathe it all the day.
Stoop, and feel it. Stop and hear it.
Spring, I say."

"April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks Go."

"It'll be spring soon. And the orchards will be in blossom. And the birds will be nesting in the hazel thicket. And they'll be sowing the summer barley in the lower fields... and eating the first of the strawberries with cream."

"In springtime, love is carried on the breeze.  Watch out for flying passion or kisses whizzing by your head."

"The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring."

"If you've never been thrilled to the very edges of your soul by a flower in spring bloom, maybe your soul has never been in bloom."

"And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest."

"I felt that transition yesterday when I wore my flowered shoes and a kicky skirt—and most importantly, no tights. Pale legged but with a skip in my step: this is how I face spring."

"When the orchards were pink-blossomed again, when the frogs were singing silverly sweet in the marshes about the head of the Lake of Shining Waters, and the air was full of the savor of clover fields and balsamic fir woods, Anne was sitting by her gable window. It had grown too dark to see the book, so she had fallen into wide-eyed reverie, looking out past the boughs of the Snow Queen, once more bestarred with its tufts of blossom. Spring had come once more to Green Gables--the beautiful capricious, reluctant Canadian spring, lingering along through April and May in a succession of sweet, fresh, chilly days, with pink sunsets and miracles of resurrection and growth. The maples in Lover's Lane were red budded and little curly ferns pushed up around the Dryad's Bubble. Away up in the barrens the Mayflowers blossomed out, pink and white stars of sweetness under their brown leaves. After the Mayflowers came the violets, and Violet Vale was empurpled with them. There were pale spring stars shining over fields of mist, there were pussywillows in the marsh."

"No spring is ever just like any other spring."

Quotes from:
Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, lyrics by Johnny Mercer
The Secret Garden, lyrics by Marsha Norman
Lewis Grizzard
Christopher Morley
Rainer Maria Rilke
Mark Twain
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Bern Williams
Terri Guillemets
The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien
Anne of Green Gables and Anne of the Island by L.M. Montgomery