Consider this.

Here's a little E secret: when I was younger, among my many dreams, I dreamed about being a fashion designer. Sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night and draw sketches of cool clothing ideas that came to me. Unfortunately, this dress was not one of them.

I'm not sure if I love this dress exactly (I'm pretty sure her socks are getting in the way of me fully evaluating the dress), but the idea is pretty cool -- if you didn't ruin it, which I might. I DO, however, know that I love the neckline. A lot.

To do this weekend:

make homemade salsa and homemade rolls. Don't eat together, but make sure they're both as tasty as I hope. If they are, begin selling to my awaiting public.

finish reading one of my books.

finish making an elephant, and make a pig and a whale.

watch the Wolverine movie.

try to understand why I sort of liked a Pussycat Dolls song on my drive to work this morning!

throw a party in Brigham City.

eat a smoothie at lunch with a friend.

craft a necklace.

clean my house, and actually get to all of it.

work on getting a chapter finished for my latest writing effort.

go to Costco, get some strawberries for jam, print some London pictures.

make jam. Maybe serve with aforementioned rolls.

pick frames for London pictures, hang in house, smile.

design some logos.

continue to be aggravatingly persistent in trying to learn how the heck to absorb the world of programming and create a website.

go on a hike. Or, if it's just too rainy, go to the sporting goods store, dream, and laugh at your pathetic attempts to learn how to swing a golf club. Charm everyone around you. If option two, go to the gym, too.

go to concert. Revel.

go to church.

enjoy a delicious potluck dinner.

buy tickets to California.

ummm... there were a few other things, but I can't quite remember.

Maudlin Pix: Even when I'm sad, I'm pretty.

Who am I to resist a trend? (Maybe the better question is: Who am I to deny inspiration?) I present to you: MAUDLIN PIX!





And the not-at-all-maudlin, but-I-made-it-myself, so-I must-show-it-off-to-the-internet (pardon my unabashed quest for validation) whale:

Translating.

Today I'm translating from Swedish to English. My favorite direct translation:

"We do the possible."

I realize that this should probably be a tweet instead of a blog entry. Oh well.

People are beautiful.

Last week.
Last year.
Unrelated to the last two clips, but two people that I love dearly for different reasons.
Watch and fall in love with people with me.

Blogs are like haiku

Blogs are like haiku:
A mere blossom blooming on
a burgeoning tree.

Another reason to love the iPhone.

Everyone knows the iPhone is just pretty. I mean, that's what Apple does. But has anyone ever noticed that the way people hold it because of the way it's balanced and used is pretty, too? The aesthetics of Apple always astound me.

Petit Chaperon Rouge

[Note: This video, by Tomas Nilsson, is most awesome with sound.]

The eensy, weensy spider

Dear eensy, weensy spider:

You are scary. I know that you're just eensy. But you're scary. You pack a punch of scariness, despite your size.

Or so I thought.

Until I saw EXTRA scary spider chasing after you. I think extra scary spider is extra scary for BOTH of us. But I still don't really feel like I've bonded with you.

I sincerely wish that you had stayed outside. Not just because you're scary. But because you brought extra with you. And that? Means I have to kill you both.

I'm building up my courage. Really. I'm semi-sorry I have to do it, eensy. And sadly, you're going to have to go first. Honestly? Because extra's going to take a bit more time to get courage to kill.

Best wishes,

E

P.S. I hear heaven's pretty awesome. But I don't personally stay in contact with anyone that's been there. So you'll just have to take my word for it.

Welcome, welcome.

I'm so excited about this: