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My mother’s house is a garden.  She has beautiful living plants all over her home. I use the word living to differentiate between the dead plant currently resting peacefully on my kitchen table and the living plants she keeps in every room of her home. Yesterday was a lovely Thanksgiving. We ate delicious food andContinue reading “The Garden”

 Just so we’re clear, I wasn’t snapping photos during Sacrament Meeting. I think it was before Sunday School was starting. And I liked the way the light came in. It was just a pretty picture… I think Thanksgiving is catching up to Easter as my favorite holiday. It’s a holiday that demands that people actContinue reading “Thanksgiving”

I decided to wear this blue polka dot dress that I got from Walmart. I bought it on a weird shopping trip I went on after midnight. It’s the only time I like shopping really. I still have the dress 12 years later. My friend Susan went with me. They had the auditions at aContinue reading “Madame Thenardier”

I saw the show two years ago when Midvale Main Street Theatre did it. I know the show pretty well. Last night, I went to opening night with my dad. Watching a show about a family that loses a child with your father who lost his child is pretty gut wrenching. And cathartic. At intermission,Continue reading “Next To Normal”

I’ve been relatively good at posting my gratitude this year. Perhaps not daily. But I have this evil rebellious streak that just stops me from doing what’s expected of me. It’s the reason I’m horrible at diets and for some reason, during the month of gratitude, I find myself with all sorts of excuses notContinue reading “Being Rebellious and Grateful”

I feel like I’m floating. My fears are falling away. The tentacles of anxiety are breaking loose and my heart, once weighed down, is floating in my chest.  It’s glowing. I’m surrounded by love and support. My friend Blair Howell writes for the Deseret News. He offered to help promote my concert. It was soContinue reading “The Click”

I got a hair cut! After blogging about my long hair–I cut it! Well, not me. My friend Christi cut it for me. Well, not cut–she razored it. Razoring the hair is like tearing out your hair, in a very particular fashion, so as to create a lovely bouncy style. I feel fresh and new!Continue reading “Sometimes I Cry”

I’m photogenic.This is lucky for me since my personality is better looking than my face oftentimes. Red heads have this funny thing where we either look super duper good, or we don’t. We’re not “cute”. We’re not pleasant looking. We’re striking. For example. This is Julianne Moore without makeup: This is Moore all dolled up.Continue reading “Being Beautiful and Not”