After my last entry, I just decided I am in definite need of something more cheery! I didn't mean for it to be depressing or anything, but I think that's how it came out. Whoops! However, I'm hoping to cleanse that feeling with this much more fun entry!
Have I ever mentioned before that I happen to be the Queen! of the Exclamation Point?! It may be sad, but, alas, it's true! I am addicted to this perhaps slightly quirky, but nevertheless fun punctuation mark. (Hmm, that description could also fit me too. What a strange coincidence. . .)Many a sentence have I closed with not just one but several exclamation points.
If you were to look up the exclamation point in a grammar text of some type (which I am not going to do just for the sake of this entry, even though I could) I'm sure it would tell you something to the effect that exclamation points are used to show emphasis or excitement. And yes, I use them for both! I am a relatively happy and somewhat easily excitable person, and I sometimes communicate this with the use of an exclamation point, or when I'm super excited about something, several all in a row, like this!!!!!
I suppose this isn't so abnormal; many people choose to occasionally use an exclamation point. My problem is that I overuse it. If I were to consult recent emails, blog posts and Facebook wall posts, I'm quite certain I would discover I use it more often than not! And yes, I used one on that last sentence for the sake of emphasis. :) Just trying to prove my point.
Anyway, I wanted to share this most important part of expressing myself with you!! If you are the lucky recipient of a fun message from me in the next little while that may or may not contain what seems to be an excessive amount of exclamation points (!), please know that I do it out of love and excitement. You can't very well sense my excitement from something I write to you if I don't use at least one exclamation point! And if I use many, that just means I'm even more excited about whatever I'm saying to you! For really big news, I may use even more!!
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Thursday, June 4, 2009
A little trip inside my brain. . .
I'm beginning this post without knowing for sure what it's going to be about. My head is stuffed to overflowing with any number of thoughts I could write about from the joys of being a complicated female (why-oh-why do we have to feel so many emotions all at the same time?) to the fact that I am now an expert on all things sunflower (okay not really but I did do a cute little presentation about them for three hours at the event I was helping with tonight) to how I couldn't be happier that tomorrow's Friday!!
I guess perhaps I'll just discuss a hodge podge of all these ideas. First of all--being a complicated female. Once upon a time when I was but a wee sophomore in college (yes that was many moons ago I'm afraid), one of my home evening brothers asked me if I understand girls. I gave him an ironic smile and said, "Well, considering that I'm a girl and I sometimes don't understand myself, no I guess I don't really understand girls."
I'm guessing most guys would agree with me on the idea that females are darn blasted hard to understand. And I hate that I'm saying this right now, but it's really true! This morning I had a bit of a meltdown of sorts (sans tears thank goodness, especially since I was at work although they hovered close to the surface) because I had so many feelings inside and they were making me crazy! As I talked it through with Smirk, I felt so much better and I kept bemoaning how complicated all of it was. I could talk about a single thing that was bothering me and have three or four different emotions attached to it simultaneously. Ugh! All I can say is, good luck understanding the ladies, men! Perhaps not all of us are that complicated, but I would guess a significant portion are, so have fun as you figure that out for yourself or even if you already have. . . ;)
Tonight I was helping at an event for work called Traveling Treasures. It's basically about 7 different free activities children can participate in that are all science-related, of course since it's done in connection with the Utah Museum of Natural History. The majority of the time I'm assigned to refreshment duty, but for the last several, I've helped out with the sunflower station where the kids learn about sunflowers and then plant one themselves. It's pretty cute. Anyway, I'm no expert on sunflowers but we had such a high turnout last time that I listened to the presentation many, many times so when the lady who normally does it wasn't there tonight, the Fashionista and Idid it.
I can now tell you that sunflowers are a composite flower, with both disc flowers and ray flowers, they are comprised of thousands of seeds, and they always turn whatever direction the sun is. After giving this presentation more times than I can even count (we had a great turnout at the event!), I feel like such an expert even though I'm really not. As part of the station, the kids plant sunflower seeds, and I wonder every time I do the event how many of them will really survive. But all you can do is teach them and hope for the best anyway. I was never successful at such a thing when I was a child, so I hope the ones I helped tonight do better than me.
Finally, tomorrow it's officially Friday!! Wa-hoo! This has been a long, icky week, and I won't be sad to wish it farewell! Bring on the weekend! I have some fun stuff coming up, so I'm pretty stoked. Anyway, thanks to everyone for reading this and having patience with my randomness, especially since it's so lengthy!
I guess perhaps I'll just discuss a hodge podge of all these ideas. First of all--being a complicated female. Once upon a time when I was but a wee sophomore in college (yes that was many moons ago I'm afraid), one of my home evening brothers asked me if I understand girls. I gave him an ironic smile and said, "Well, considering that I'm a girl and I sometimes don't understand myself, no I guess I don't really understand girls."
I'm guessing most guys would agree with me on the idea that females are darn blasted hard to understand. And I hate that I'm saying this right now, but it's really true! This morning I had a bit of a meltdown of sorts (sans tears thank goodness, especially since I was at work although they hovered close to the surface) because I had so many feelings inside and they were making me crazy! As I talked it through with Smirk, I felt so much better and I kept bemoaning how complicated all of it was. I could talk about a single thing that was bothering me and have three or four different emotions attached to it simultaneously. Ugh! All I can say is, good luck understanding the ladies, men! Perhaps not all of us are that complicated, but I would guess a significant portion are, so have fun as you figure that out for yourself or even if you already have. . . ;)
Tonight I was helping at an event for work called Traveling Treasures. It's basically about 7 different free activities children can participate in that are all science-related, of course since it's done in connection with the Utah Museum of Natural History. The majority of the time I'm assigned to refreshment duty, but for the last several, I've helped out with the sunflower station where the kids learn about sunflowers and then plant one themselves. It's pretty cute. Anyway, I'm no expert on sunflowers but we had such a high turnout last time that I listened to the presentation many, many times so when the lady who normally does it wasn't there tonight, the Fashionista and Idid it.
I can now tell you that sunflowers are a composite flower, with both disc flowers and ray flowers, they are comprised of thousands of seeds, and they always turn whatever direction the sun is. After giving this presentation more times than I can even count (we had a great turnout at the event!), I feel like such an expert even though I'm really not. As part of the station, the kids plant sunflower seeds, and I wonder every time I do the event how many of them will really survive. But all you can do is teach them and hope for the best anyway. I was never successful at such a thing when I was a child, so I hope the ones I helped tonight do better than me.
Finally, tomorrow it's officially Friday!! Wa-hoo! This has been a long, icky week, and I won't be sad to wish it farewell! Bring on the weekend! I have some fun stuff coming up, so I'm pretty stoked. Anyway, thanks to everyone for reading this and having patience with my randomness, especially since it's so lengthy!
Monday, June 1, 2009
Bless the Gilmores!
Today was Monday, and like most people, I dislike Mondays. Not only is it the start of a new week but it's somewhat of a letdown after the two days of freedom the weekend affords. I try to do my best to make it an okay day, and sometimes I succeed. Today I failed miserably.
I must confess that it was a pretty icky day for a variety of reasons. I don't want to go into detail about why, but suffice it to say that it wasn't a good day. I came home feeling beaten and discouraged, but I'm happy to report that I feel okay now. This is because of a couple special friends I have, namely Lorelai and Rory Gilmore.
You may be shaking your head in confusion right now or looking at me (if this were an actual conversation rather than a blog post) like I'm an idiot or something because, well, they aren't real. And I agree--they are characters on a well known TV series that had a seven-year run. However, in the last six months, my very dear Speak has introduced me to the land of Stars Hollow and all the people in it, and it has become near and dear to my heart. I find Gilmoreland a very appropriate place to escape when I need to think about something other than my own life, when I'm sick or when I can't go home to Idaho because of inclement weather. There's something to be said about living in someone else's life, even for a short time. You can do this through movies, books, TV series or even by living vicariously through other people.
As I mentioned, Stars Hollow has become my escape of choice, and tonight it helped soothe me after a difficult day (in combination with a little ice cream). Something that allows you to escape can't be all bad, can it?!
I must confess that it was a pretty icky day for a variety of reasons. I don't want to go into detail about why, but suffice it to say that it wasn't a good day. I came home feeling beaten and discouraged, but I'm happy to report that I feel okay now. This is because of a couple special friends I have, namely Lorelai and Rory Gilmore.
You may be shaking your head in confusion right now or looking at me (if this were an actual conversation rather than a blog post) like I'm an idiot or something because, well, they aren't real. And I agree--they are characters on a well known TV series that had a seven-year run. However, in the last six months, my very dear Speak has introduced me to the land of Stars Hollow and all the people in it, and it has become near and dear to my heart. I find Gilmoreland a very appropriate place to escape when I need to think about something other than my own life, when I'm sick or when I can't go home to Idaho because of inclement weather. There's something to be said about living in someone else's life, even for a short time. You can do this through movies, books, TV series or even by living vicariously through other people.
As I mentioned, Stars Hollow has become my escape of choice, and tonight it helped soothe me after a difficult day (in combination with a little ice cream). Something that allows you to escape can't be all bad, can it?!
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