Wednesday, February 28, 2007

"The cure for anything is salt water ~ sweat, tears or the sea."
~ Isak Dinesen

I love this quote. It is posted at my desk at work and I look at it everyday. It's so true for me.

I decided to include a few of my favorite pictures of the sea to remind us all that winter won't last forever!

Cape Cad, Hyannis Harbor


Sea Shells


Darek's footprints

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Mama Donvito


I was happy to have a little girl time at Laura's baby shower last Saturday, showering her with gifts and yummy food to celebrate her soon-to-arrive baby boy. However, for those of you who have never been to a baby shower let me enlighten you as to what actually happens when you combine the concept of "girl time" with that of "baby shower." What that actually equates to is this ever increasingly painful discussion for those non-mothers in the crowd as the mothers in the room inevitably start sharing details about their pregnancies, deliveries, child rearing, etc. etc. Suddenly phrases such as mucus plug and back contractions and tearing cervixes and huge needles in your back and what-happens-when-you-take-castor-oil descriptions start flying. Then after the soon-to-deliver mom and the aforementioned non-moms are cringing with fear at the haps of delivery, mothers start describing babies blowing through their diapers and needing their clothes changed four times a day and their milk coming in while giving a talk in church and sleeping a total of 38 minutes a night between feedings and so on and so forth. Now don't get me wrong, I know that motherhood's got to be the greatest thing in the world. I just don't want to know some of those details until it's too late for me to turn tail and run like mad!

In any case, I'm so happy for the Donvitos and can't wait to welcome the little Italian Stallion into the world!

Monday, February 26, 2007

Confessions...

Since I'm admitting to my embarrassing running-out-of-gas incidences I might as well also share that not only did I slip like an old lady in the snow today, my first step out of our apartment building, but I also clocked my head on the suddenly lower doorway that I pass through every day at work and somehow was tall enough today to bonk my noggin on the sucker! I only share this because my little head still has a sore spot.

Continued confessions...

I wander around the apartment every night while I'm brushing my teeth. It's like my ADD kicks in for the three minutes I'm brushing my teeth and I feel like I have to be productive walking around, multi-tasking, brushing my teeth while locking the door, turning off the lights, cleaning up the kitchen, picking out my clothes for tomorrow, kissing Darek goodnight (?) etc. etc. It does end up being a productive three minutes!

I lay in bed every night and think through my morning routine, including planning what to wear to work. Again, some attempt at multi-tasking? Sometimes after I've planned my morning I brainstorm ideas for blog posts, haha, just kidding...mostly...

I get a little OCD about flossing my teeth and Darek used the last of my floss two nights ago...it's driving my crazy!

I was such a nerd walking around the gym tonight from machine to machine staring at my palm pilot since Darek downloaded some movies on it for me. Tonight's feature: The Family Stone

More often then not I accidentally type "me" when I mean to type "my" and when I go back to reread it I feel like I sound like a pirate when I refer to "me car" or "me husband" or "me eye patch" or "me peg leg" Arrgh!

(Ironically I just reread this post and noticed that I actually wrote "my" instead of "me" on the OCD flossing thought. Apparently I switch those words both ways!)

Now I'm going to bed...not really, I'm actually going to read the Phillipa Gregory book that I am currently reading since I have recently become obsessed, then I'm going to lay in bed and think through my morning routine, etc. etc...

Ahhh, I feel better now that I got that off my chest.

Confessions anyone?

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Third Time's a Charm...

The following is a list of things I have done three times since moving to Boston...

been to NYC to visit friends

killed a plant

changed jobs

flown to UT to visit family

taken visitors to Cape Cod

had old roommates visit

been to a local museum

walked the freedom trail

filled up a journal

watched general conference at the Longfellow chapel

eaten in little Italy

gotten a parking ticket (oh wait, that happened three times within our first week here, and many more times since then)

changed callings

seen the governor in person

driven through three states in under three hours

been to Walden Pond

born my testimony in Sacrement meeting

been snowboarding

been through a major snowstorm (yet only one real Nor' easter)

taken the red line past downtown

been to a concert

and...

the final event that has occured THREE times since moving to Boston...

drumroll please...

RAN OUT OF GAS!!!

That's right folks, for those of you who laughed at me the first time I posted about running out of gas in the middle of an intersection during morning rush hour, let me confess to you that not only has it happened again, but twice, yes TWICE since then. When will I learn??? Then again, in my (sad, very sad) defense the gas gauge is broken and the car is getting less milage then it used to...but yes, still quite pathetic! Please rest assured, this will not be happening again! EVER!

PS ~ special thanks to Jaclyn for coming to the rescue!!! Thank you thank you thank you!!!

Saturday, February 24, 2007

HaPPY BiRTHDaY MoM!!!

This message is a couple days late because as usual I had a pretty busy week and not much time to blog but I still wanted to post a little tribute to my mom telling everyone how great she is!

My mom is super hilarious! One of my favorite things about my family being all together is how we can get my mom laughing and soon she's in tears with her funny wheezy laugh.

My mom is a hard worker and super organized and dependable. Right now she works for an agency in SLC that does geneology. She has always done a lot of geneolgy and can probably trace you back to Adam as well as idenitify how you and I are 12th cousins.

My mom is an artist and worked for a gallery most of my young childhood. She's super crafty and creative and I remember several occasions when I would come downstairs in the morning and tell my mom something like, "Mom I'm supposed to be dressed up like Jimminy Cricket today for school." and suddenly I would have the best Jimminy Cricket costume anyone could ask for.


My brothers and I all went to 6 AM seminary and my mom, not a morning person by nature, was always up by 4:30 or 5 making us pancakes, or cornbread, or german pancakes, or french toast, or whatever "breakfast food phase" we were in at the time.

My mom gave me several pieces of blank paper with her signature on the bottom in case I ever needed "a note from her" while I was at school. Often times I would just call her from the pay phone at school (this was the mid 90's afterall, pre-cell phone days) and tell her that I was going to walk into the nurse's office and play sick and the nurse was going to call her and tell her to come get me, just so I wouldn't have to go to a class that I didn't want to or something. Most likely my mom came to pick my up and took me to lunch or something instead.

My mom is very generous and very charitable. My patriarchal blessing cites two individuals I should look to as an example of compassion and love, my Savior and my mother. She is also very humble and has probably been rolling her eyes and "tisking" her tongue through this post!

I love you mom! I hope that you had a great birthday and that you and dad are having a great time on your trip to CA!

Monday, February 19, 2007

One more "before and after" photo before I retire to my new red bed...

Before I killed my favorite plant...


And after...


Farewell favorite plant. The bookshelf looks lopsided without you!

RIP

Time for some color

Before...


and after...

We've been planning on getting new bedding forever but waited until we found something we really liked. I've been looking for the aqua and brown combo but when it came down to it we got the classic maroon bedding that we thought would look good with our dark furniture and light walls.


I love accent pillows and the first time Darek turns his back you better believe I'll be purchasing more!

You can't tell very well in the top picture but our old bedding had embroidered flowers on it, as does our new bedding. What can I say? I'm a sucker for embroidery.



5 Things about Derelique:

In response to being "tagged" by Nerd Boy II like 3 months ago, I'm finally getting around to listing "5 Things about me people don't know" So over dinner the other night, me and Amber came up with a few...

  1. I worship Techno music (House, Trance, Electronic, Dance) and will listen to it any chance I get, especially on my way to play basketball (That repetitive beat that Amber hates? I love). Fact, I'm listening to it right now as I blog and feel such an urge to start raving in my living room with my glow sticks.
  2. I'm 1/16 Cherokee indian. Yep, got a Cherokee grandma somewhere on my Pa's side. My tribal name is Little Skunk Bum, but I don't know why. I still have my original tomahawk, indian headdress, and loin cloth. Sometimes I'll put it all on for ol' times and surprise Amber.
  3. Got fired from 3 jobs in my career (not that I'm proud of any of these):

    A burger joint in high school for not telling the Manager of my secret plans to just stop showing up in a couple weeks...a coworker ratted me out and the Manager just fired me instead. I had to leave my uniform and didn't have a shirt underneath so I took it off and threw it down and walked out passed the customers with my intimidating bulging muscles "whoa, that guy looks pretty mad, don't mess with him!"...worst part is I didn't even get a severance package.

    The movie theater in high school with my good buddy Matt. At a late-night movie premier, we went in all sneaky and threw water baloons from the back of the theater at our other buddy and his girlfriend...oh and also our Manager who was sitting next to them for good measure. We ran out the emergency exit and thought we'd be so stealth hiding in my truck in the empty parking lot and lay low until the heat was off. The Manager came busting out the back door and when we heard him coming straight for us, I popped up, started the car and sqealed outta there NARROWLY missing him as he yelled at us hauling away laughing. We figured we were fired but didn't actually hear anything from him for a few days. So we showed up to check just in case, and as soon as he saw us walking in he came storming up and pointing at both of us yelled, "YOU TWO...OUTTA HERE!" We were actually banned from that theater. To this day, "You two...outta here!" is still a favorite phrase between me and Matt.

    #3 was at BYU of all places working for the Moving Dept. I innocently kept offering my coworker if he'd like to go get some chocolate 'ass' (ice) cream with me at the Creamery after work. Well, some lady in the ASB office didn't think that was as funny as we did, called our boss, it got escalated way too quickly, and I was looking for another campus job the next day. Lesson learned: No, I would NOT like any chocolate "ice" cream thank you.

  4. I love buying and restoring old vintage bicycles. I could spend hours taking apart an old rusty bike and making it look new, no idea 'why' really. My first restoration was an old beach cruiser I bought at the BYU bike sale for $5, repaired, cleaned, added a basket, and gave it to Amberli for her graduation. She named it "Blue Steel" (mine was "Magnum"). Her 2nd Generation bike is "Blue Spirit" (Blue Steel's spirit lives on!). If I didn't have to make a living, I'd open a little bike shop selling and repairing vintage bikes and then form a little bike gang with the neighborhood kids...we'd be the "Huffy Hustlas"
  5. To this day, the only vehicle I've ever actually personally owned was a 2000 Geely scooter that I bought for $200 in Provo and then sold a year later for $225...such a slick-rick swindler or what? (I was so proud of that). Ol' Geely and I had many a good times riding together through snow and rain, late-night trips to Taco Bell drive thru, or Smith's for some Krispy Kreams, and just "taking her out for a spin" all 25mph of her! I miss you Geely, we were a good team weren't we?
Frozen hair

So I left the house today with damp hair because I was running behind and I kid you not, by the time I reached my car the freezing cold wind had FROZEN my hair into long icy straw like strands. I had to turn the heat on in my car and let it blow directly onto my hair for like five minutes before I could even brush through it. I tell you , this Antarctica business is not so pleasant!

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Poor fortune...

I've eaten two fortune cookies in the last five days and this is what the Chinese wisemen had to tell me:

"Don't accept that others know better than you."

So people, I know what's best and that's that! Don't even try arguing as it would be fruitless seeing that I'm always right!

And the second, even worse:

"If you're worried that no one would miss you if you died try skipping your car payment for a few months."

WHAT IS THAT???? This fortune cookie just told me that only those to whom I owe money would miss me if I died! Nothing about long lost friends or those lives I've touched over the years. Nope, just a bunch of new age huey about paying off my debts. Well, I'll have you know Mr. Fortune-cookie-maker-upper-man, my car is PAID for! How about them apples!

P.S. For those of you who are familiar with the "Real Men of Genius" radio commercials (HILARIOUS) I totally heard the background singer sing "Mr. Fortune-Cookie-Maker-Upper-Man" in my head when rereading through this post. Made me laugh!

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Subway Strangers

I love taking the subway for a few different reasons:

1) I don't have to do it everyday
2) Generally it's convenient and fast
3) It saves me the pain of driving in the crazy city and searching for parking
4) It reminds me a lot of living in Rome
5) It's great for people watching, often I can't believe my eyes with all the different things I see

It's so fun to watch people and how they interact with each other and with the stangers around them. When we first moved here I had to take the subway downtown for my temp job. It was amazing how often I would see the same people on the way to work and the way home from work each day. I often had to fight the temptation at the end of the day to ask, "hey, how was work today?" to someone I had seen on the way to work that morning. Even funnier how often I would think, "Oh, the pink shoed girl has her pink flip flips on again today, and the curly haired girl is wearing her hair up today, and the sleepy man is snoring again..." etc. People watching has always been a favorite hobby of mine and I love observing other's behavior and appearance.

I was always amused by this super high maintainance chicky who would sit on the subway everyday in these crazy flamboyant outfits and bring out all of her MAC prducts to do her very extensive face painting while riding the subway, usually including either metallic gold or silver to match her outfit. It seemed that I ended up sitting across from her at least 2 times a week and I would watch the same process each morning. The interesting part is that she would pull out each MAC product from her purse still in it's original packaging, pull the poduct out of its worn and weathered box, do her magic on her face, then replace the product in its box, back into her make up bag and back into her purse. I thought it was so strange that she kept each make up item in it's orinigal packaging, but hey, at least she took good care of her stuff! In any case, it was always fun to see her imagnitive outfits and crazy huge hair each day.

I have often been amused too when there's one person who for whatever reason is just totally pissed off on the subway. So this is like the guy who thinks it's everyone else's fault that he's running late for work and it's your job to make room for him to cram into the already packed train, and move your junk out of the way so his briefcase will fit, and his newspaper can be spread and his coffee won't spill. Often times I would watch said angry person pick fights with those around him and always wonder who would start throwing punches first. Never saw any actual punches but I've held my breath a few times.

It's always fun to see something on the subway that you feel immediately connects you to someone. I often see the missionaries and love saying hi. I chatted with a girl one day who was reading the Book of Mormon. And on our way to the BC vs. BYU football game last summer there was more BYU paraphenalia then I'd ever seen in one place outside of P-town, and I suddenly felt like I was surrounded by friends. Weird.

By far my favorite observations are those when someone does something nice for a stranger. I love it when people hold the door for someone who is running to catch the train, or gives up their seat for an older person, a pregnant woman or a parent with a young child. It makes me feel happy when busy people in the busy city take time to be nice to each other!

So, here's a picture of the Boylston stop on the green line, a little ghetto. We take the red line most often because we live on it but last night it was too windy and cold to walk through the Boston Common to the red line stop so we hoped on at Boylston.


These lovely ladies were a wee bit tired last Wednesday morning on the ride to work. Both were totally asleep and the one with the blue hat kept almost falling over everytime the subway moved at all. Poor ladies, little did they know I was taking pictures!


Last night coming home. I was actually just messing around with the flash on my camera trying to get it right because I was taking pictures of Darek, but I kind of liked this shot.


Darek and I were amused at this guy's sweatshirt. He sure did not look like the type to be wearing a "Lady and the Tramp" sweatshirt. Upon closer observation it appeared to be hand drawn and had his and his girlfriend's names written at the bottom instead of Lady and the Tramp. How romantic. Perhaps it was a Valentine's Day gift...


Waiting for the train. I noticed some old trolly cars being stored at the Boylston stop and tried to get a picture of it behind Darek.


Friday, February 16, 2007

Imawannabeartist - can you tell what that says?

I packaged up a couple swaps tonight to be sent tomorrow and among them were the first set of ATCs (artist trading cards) that I made. The project was to make six ATCs that spell A-R-T-I-S-T. I just made these with watercolor pencils. They're pretty simple, not too fancy, but were still fun to do!

A - angel
R - rose petal
T - tear drops
I - insight
S - sunshine and seashells ( i glued little shells from cape cod onto this one)
T - two lips and tulips


So I came home from work yesterday to find this...Darek "working from home" at his new Frogger game that he got for V-day. And yes, your eyes are not deceiving you, he did indeed take the time to remove the shadow boxes from the wall as to create a large screen upon which he projected the game to get the full Frogger effect! So funny!


This week I

1) slept from 8pm Monday night to 8am Tuesday morning

2) had insomnia all Wednesday night

3) watched the fire trucks out my window at 2am

4) ate no sugar except on Valentine's day

5) took public transportation to work and trudged through the snow

6) wore long johns under my slacks and wrapped my scarf all the way around my head ~ nerd

7) took a picture of two strangers sleeping in the subway, so sly...

8) spent 1+ hours chipping my car out of solid ice to drive to work

9) feared for Meredith's life and cursed the OC (so lame!)

10) sent a swap package to the Netherlands and got one from New Zealand

11) got a huge box of clothes from Modbe, all on sale

12) made a V-day card listing 101 things I love about Derelique and could have written more

13) brought a frozen meal to work everyday for lunch

14) tried to buy rubber boots at Target only to find spring selection items only (bikinis in feb?)

15) met my "churchy" goals I set last Sunday (but not my in bed by 10 goal)

What did you do this week?

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Iceland

I live on an ice berg, solid ice. The commute to work today was quite slippy slidey! But here I am, alive and well, with frozen toes and oatmeal for breakfast! And I just went ahead and had Excedrin with breakfast this morning, feeling pretty confident that today is going to be a sleepy, head achy day!

Hope you're well and warm!

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

insomnia

i went to bed three hours ago...

i got up two hours ago...

i started reading blogs one hour ago...

i'm getting up in 6 hours...

it's going to be a long day...

sweet dreams!

XxOOoxX
(big kiss, little kiss, hug, hug, little hug, little kiss, big kiss ~ nacho)

PS ~ this whole "new blogger" business = nightmare...
Carissimo San Valentino
Happy Valentine's Day!!
Love ~ a terribly misunderstood emotion, although a higly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.
I hope you all had a magical Valentine's day! I can't believe how this year is already flying by! We had a simple but happy celebration of Saint Valentine's day. Darek was tickled pink to get some treats and an online Frogger video game!
I love my pretty roses and bag of sweets!

Dinner at S&S, a classy joint!


Derelique looking studly!



All bundled up!

It's been chilly in these parts. Our first Nor'easter. Apparently east coasters are unable to finish their words when it gets this cold as a "Nor'easter" is what they call the frigid north eastern blizzards that come blowing through here. Anyway, we were supposed to get like a million inches of snow but it turned out to not really be all that bad. I took public transportation to work today since our car was basically frozen to the ground. We got bundled up tonight before walking through our neighborhood to one of our favorite restaurants for a little V-day dinner!




Darek had his sweet cowboy boots on here in an efforts to keep his feeties dry.



Pretty snow!



Our neighborhood

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Serving in Young Women's

I love my calling, I love the girls (only SIX in the whole program), I love the leaders and I realized that I've never blogged about it! Here's a few photos of a few Young Women's moments.

We had to make dinner for the young men because we lost the scripture reading rematch (a rematch of course because we WON the first time around!)


Nenci and Feech, being cute and holding a butcher knife!


Laura Donvito, Laura Donvito, Laura Donvito...mmm, garlic bread...


We had a little earring make night. I brought my beads and we made crafty items of delight. Feech brought her friend Emma to this activity. Lots-o-fun!


We also had our young women's in excellence night last week. It was a success besides the fact that it started almost an hour late and only half our girls came, but oh well, it was still pretty great!
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A little swap-a-roo

I made a little ATC (artist's trading card) for a swap that I sent off today to a woman who loves yarn and knitting. I was a little sad to part with my favorite green button but Bonnie D. Parkin taught me (in last month's visiting teaching message, I know, I'm such a nerd!) to, "share, instead of accumulate." I like that little thought and just wanted to share it with you!


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Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Swap away swappers!

Ok, so as you all know I get addicted to things, many things, and right now I am addicted to swap-bot. It's a website that organizes different kinds of projects that you make and trade with other people. It was mostly set up so that people can share their artsy and crafty things with other artsy and crafty people. So anyway, here's a couple of my recent swaps...

Story of my life mix CD

You choose different songs to represent different times of your life.
I made a little CD cover for it. When I have more time I'll list the songs that I chose for the different parts of my life. It was pretty fun to do. Although it would take forever to actually organize all the music that really represents each part of my life. I mean Vanilla Ice, New Kids on the Block, MC Hammer, etc, etc...


Beads and Buttons Matchbox Fill: just made a little matchbox (because they are impossible to buy anywhere) decorated it, filled it with beads and buttons and sent it off to Finland.


Bottle Cap Shrines: just little pictures and tiny art in bottle caps. And Ann, I TOTALLY stole your cherries painting! I'm sorry! You just inspired me and I'm still having a hard time coming up with ideas. Yours is obviously much more grand and great then mine, I was just trying to follow in your talented footsteps :)


And this is the first swap I received in return. It was just a little stationary swap. Cards, stickers and such. I love the little notebook in the middle at the bottom. She decorated the front and it looks really cute although you can't see it well here.


That's all for now. I'll spare you the rest of my swap obsessions, but stay tuned! I'm working on a photography one that I think will be pretty fun.
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Monday, February 05, 2007

Be a poet...

So I have a little activity that I sometimes do with my therapy clients called an "I am" poem and I think each of you should try writing one. It's really easy and kind of fun to do. Just complete the sentences of the following prompts:

I am...
I wish...
I want...
I remember...
I understand...
I have...
I love...
I miss...
I struggle...
I hate...
I try...
I cry...
I get...
I dream...
I scream...
I laugh...
I am...

I've written them at different times in my life and it's interesting to see what I come up with. Here's one I wrote last spring...I've included the photos for no reason at all, simply for your viewing pleasure!

I am in this season of my life

I wish the light of the ups could shine into the darkness of the downs

I want to be patient & silent ~ to learn, be humble and still



I remember that sometimes its hard to remember the lesson learned ~ and I have to learn it again and again...

I understand that this too shall pass & shall be for my good

I have learned that I am only human ~ vulnerable, can be wounded & healed, resilient


I love that the sun will come out ~ eventually ~ if not today than maybe tomorrow...

I miss my ignorance ~ but that bliss can only be bliss for so long ~

I struggle sometimes, & too often silently

I hate to forget that sometimes less is more and simplicity is often the answer


I try to see life in color & not live in black & white

I cry because tears are so real!

I get angry when I am fit into a mold that is not my own ~

I dream of the past and the future and sometimes miss out on the now


I scream for joy & life & know that the end is still unwritten

I laugh at myself & it feels so good!

I am whole!

***Clearly this was written during a tough time, hence the therpuetic value of the activity!

So here's some free therapy people...write an "I am" poem and feel better
Ok poets, get to it!

P.S. the third picture is of the Church of the Trinity reflected in the John Hancock tower (you know how I love taking pictures of reflections and all!) and teeny tiny in the bottom right hand corner, to the right of the teeny tiny white van, is teeny tiny me, also reflected in the John Hancock tower! Hee hee!

P.P.S. the teeny tiny dude in the bottom left corner of the first picture is just a teeny tiny dude that got in the bottom left corner of my picture!
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Friday, February 02, 2007

So Thrifty

I'm going through a phase, a thrift shop phase. I do this every couple of months and can't get enough. I love digging through all the junk and finding the treasures, usually for the whopping price of almost free. Anyway, these are a recent addition to my kitchen decor that I'm loving. So simple...


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Reflections

I love capturing reflections.
These few aren't too sophisticated but it was fun to try.

The clouds reflected in a puddle


The frozen river with a layer of snow and the reflected railing


The sky reflected on the river

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