Lionel Richie is pretty awesome. Stuck On You is definitely one of the best singles to ever release ever. Ever.
Plus Dancing on the Ceiling. I mean, how could you NOT like this totally rad music video?
Warning: You may experience overexposure to pure awesomeness and super amazing effects like you’ve never seen before if you watch this video.
If you are awesome you found that awesome.
Yep.
True story.
I’m a photographer and I have a bunch of awesome ideas but no one is getting married over here so I just have to sit here and wait. And it pretty much is totally lame.
April 12, 2012So as some of you may or may not know, I am a photographer. You can see a lot of my stuff on either my Flickr or my photography blog. I have never gotten to do an engagement shoot, though I DID get to be a secondary photography at my friend’s wedding a year and a half ago.
THAT was a lot of fun. And pretty crazy! It was a great experience though. I never really knew how much went into a wedding! From like 6am, they’d been getting ready. We got there to photograph her getting ready(above) about 4 or 5 hours before the wedding actually began. It was non-stop snapping from that point.
But that was a long time ago. I’ve learned a lot about photography since then and have gotten a new camera. I am DYING to do another wedding/engagement shoot. Especially since I’ve become a Pinterest addict and have gotten so much inspiration.
Seriously. I have two different friends getting married in the next two months(one of them this weekend) and I can’t be there for either of their weddings. And I’m all like “WHY?!”.
Mom says I should save all these ideas for my own engagement and weddings shoots so it’ll be the most awesome ever. But my wedding will be the best ever simply because all my awesome friends and family will be there and I’ll be marrying the most awesome dude on the planet. Plus those are not anywhere in the near future AND I’d rather be behind the camera. It’s more fun.
So now I just have to…wait.
Gosh I am always waiting it seems.
Does one ever get to the point where they aren’t waiting at all?
Probably not.
I’ll just have to convince my friends, Jess and Jacob, to let me do a shoot with them after the wedding.
Cause I just have a bajillion ideas.
Kait is my sophisticated side(snort) which hardly ever shows itself(at least around the people who know me best). But Jane? That’s my crazy, quirky, most commonly appearing side.
These will help you know a little more about her.

Note: I want this so badly...if one of y'all gets it and sends it to me I will love you forever. And ever.

Note: I do this probably way too much but whatever. It's awesome.

Note: I only tried this a few times before my dog got bored. So I stopped. Now I just start running and yelling to see if he'll think I'm being chased.

Note: Sorry family members.

Note: I told my mom I would never move out if they gave me this room. Needless to say, they never gave it to me.

Note: True story.

Note: Yes.

Note: Tested. It works.

Note: I do this. No kidding. Skylar is all like "What the heck are you doing?" Usually I make weird noises while I do it. Because I'm being Kronk.

Note: I wish this was less true than it is because then I would ache less. But no. It's perfectly accurate.
And on a final note, I just put this up by our front door.
I is for Indubitably because that’s what my friend says all the time. He keeps on using that word. I do not think it means what he thinks it means. It’s pretty inconceivable.
April 11, 2012
This was definitely not the time that we broke their broom playing a game. And this definitely isn't him trying to straighten it with a hammer.
Okay so maybe he actually does know what it means because he knows what a lot of weird words like that mean but I had no idea so I’m going to tell you in case you didn’t. Though you probably did because you’re probably smarter than me and know words and how to do things like division, which I swear has no purpose but to destroy my life forever.
Anyway.
Indubitably. It means unquestionable.
The end.
Yeah that’s basically it. So I guess Skylar uses it right. But way too often so I think that totally makes him wrong again.
Plus he’s a guy so… yep he’s wrong.
You’re probably still confused about that whole division thing now, thinking “What de heck can she really not do dat?”
Umm. I probably could do some stupidly ridiculous horrific simple division problem but I’d hate every moment of it. I basically think that it’s the most horrible thing on the planet. Second maybe to war. Except war can sometimes be good.
But division, people, is NEVER good.
Sorry Future Husband, YOU are teaching the kids division. And algebra. And everything more complex than the alphabet.
I’m probably never going to find a husband.
Because I can’t do simple things like division.
Because division is evil.
Indubitably.
P.S. For the record, I did actually get almost all A’s in math and successfully graduated highschool. So I can do it. Or could at one time. Kinda like algebra.
H is for Hijack because Kaity-Jane went down the street and I know her password. H is also for Hehehe.
April 10, 2012I’m hijacking Kaity-Jane’s blog because I’m her mom and I can and you all need to know something about little miss Kait.
Kait will drive you crazy. I know this because she drives me crazy. She is simply too happy and light-hearted. She likes to buy glittery ponies for her little sister just because she knows I think glitter is the devil, and when I am irritated with her she tries to lighten the mood by singing a song or making whatever issue it is into a joke. Or blaming whatever happened on a unicorn. Or saying that I must have misplaced my rainbow.
Who does this? What kind of game is she playing?
I also can’t seem to get a picture of her face hardly ever. These are some pictures I have taken of her in the last few months.
Also, she reads too much. Like all the time. And she’s too curious, always asking challenging questions and seeking out answers, filling her head with useless knowledge about whatever. And this brings up something else that drives me nuts, she’s right a lot more than we like her to be because she knows too much. Sometimes it’s painful.
Also, she spends too much time in the kitchen. Just last night she was making these cinnamon things and cleaning up after herself and it took SO LONG and I kept thinking, what on earth is she doing in there and when is she going to be done?
I’m telling you people, she’s obnoxious. I guess I’ll just have to do the right thing and keep her here with me forever, sparing anybody else the annoyance.
Kaity-Jane,
You know I love you more than my luggage.
Love,
Your mummzy.
I’m still figuring out what G is for. I guess I’ll just say “Geek” because I’m going to show y’all my new book shelf, which has stuff on top of it which I guess is kinda geeky but whatever.
This is my most epical bookshelf. I decided to do something a little different that I heard my mom mention once and organize my books by color.
I love it, even though I can only fit a bit more than half of my books on it. It was probably something mom found on Pinterest, which is like the most creativity-inspiring place ever(and also a place I find tons of hilarious junk on). But regardless, it’s a cool idea and I think it adds a bit of rainbow to my room.
It’s awesome.
Plus there’s the stuff I have been waiting to display and finally can.
My Darth Vader bobblehead, Rainbow Dash, Pichu, picture of me with my friends Katy and Jessica, diploma, rock trophy, antique Coke bottle, Aragorn and Belle Pez, and picture of me with my sister.
The bobble head is because Darth Vader is basically the best thing ever, Dash is because My Little Pony is awesome, Pichu because I found him laying around somewhere and thought he might need a place to stay. The picture of me with my two friends because, well, they’re awesome and I like seeing their faces. Same as the picture of Lu and me. And the diploma just helps me remember every single day that I don’t have to trudge downstairs and do school.
I love seeing it.
Belle is my favorite Disney princess, and Beauty and the Beast is the best Disney movie, Aragorn is awesome, and the rock trophy that Joe made me a while back because he heard about a joke between a friend of mine and me and thought I was the one who needed the trophy when it was really the other dude but he made me keep it and forced me to put it on a shelf so okay then.
And the Coka-Cola bottle because that’s my favoritest soda.
Yummy.
So…basically that’s it.
Happy G day.
E is for eggs, which bunnies don’t lay so that part of Easter really makes absolutely no sense.
April 7, 2012
First off, note to Trailer: I am NOT copying you. I came up with this idea last night, so there.
As this video explains, eggs have little to do with bunnies and really how ridiculous it all is but in reality this actually has little to do with what this post is about so we’ll just move on now.
So as y’all probably don’t know unless you read my mom’s blog which ends up with the same result because no one ever reads my mom’s lame old blog, Joe’s 14th birthday was the other day. It was all very exciting and everything. Dad didn’t get home until late that night so we decided to do his “party”, which involves the family and some last-minute-invited friends from down the street, the next night. Which was last night.
As we have since my thirteenth birthday, which was like forever ago four years ago, we held our scavenger hunt. Skylar, his friend Matthew, and I wrote up the clues. There was a lot of laughter and stupidity involved but whatever. We managed.
So the first clue led Joe to a mailbox, where he found another clue and then that one led to another clue and blah blah blah and so forth until he came to one of the last clues which had the answer as an easter egg, as we have a basket of easter eggs on the front porch for decoration. The clue was like this:
Rabbits leave them behind, but which one? Who knows.
Joe was like “What?” and thought about it for a while. I realized I should have put “bunny” so I told him replace that. Everybody else got it immediately and whispered in my ear what they thought it was, all of them correct.
Joe was completely puzzled.
Skylar and I started singing “The Bunny” song from Veggies Tales but that just made him even more confused. He kept going into the pantry in looking in the bags of candy. Fail.
We were like “What to BUNNIES leave behind Joe? Or more accurately, THE bunny?”
And he was like “Uhh…eggs?”
And we were like “Rabbits don’t lay eggs idiot.”
Okay not really. We actually were like “Uhuuuuuh…annnnnd?”
And then he figured it out and rushed onto the front porch. Matthew had hidden that clue so Joe had to go through a couple different eggs in the basket until he found it. It was quite humorous.
Reading me telling it, it probably is like “okay…” but it was really funny. Trust me.
Eventually he found the last clue which went something like this:
I’m a warrior.
I am not black.
I come in all different sizes; even mini!
Joe could not get it for the life of him. The answer was our van, which is where his present was. A few minutes and several unsuccessful pantry checks later, Dad is making driving motions as if he’s steering a car. He was like “What am I doing Joe?”
And Joe was like “Driving…?” and Dad was like “So what might it be?” And Joe was all like “A…race car driver? Where the heck do we find a race car driver?”
And we all fell over in laughter.
For a little back story, our van’s name is Xena Warrior Van so that’s where the whole “warrior” part comes in.
Anywho.
After several failed attempts, Joe eventually got it and found his prize, which was a new bike. He totally loved it.
And that’s all I think.
Even though the whole bunny=easter eggs still makes absolutely no sense.
Who’s idea was that anyway?
Once upon a time, there was a girl who may or may not have been totally awesome. But that’s beside the point. As the story goes, this girl had just about everything she wanted in life. A wonderful place to live, completely incredible friends, and 6 adorable little brothers.
But her perfect happiness didn’t last for long, and her father’s work required that her and her family leave all the ones they loved and venture into a mysterious land called Jaxtopia. This girl was devastated and it seemed as if all the rainbows in her life were gone. All of the unicorns and pegesai had migrated.
Only one thing kept her going. Actually a lot of things kept her going but mostly one thing — her mother was expecting yet again. This time, they decided not to find out if the baby was a boy or a girl. So once again, this girl began praying and hoping this unborn child was the sister she’d been longing for for oh so long.
Months passed, seasons flew by, and eventually the time for the baby to be born arrived. The midwives came and everybody excitedly waited for the news that their next sibling had made it safely into the world.
Shortly after the birth, all the children gathered into their mother’s room, including the girl, to find out what the baby was.
The end.
Okay not really.
They all stepped in and the announcement came:
……..
It’s a girl!
Surprise ending, right?
Anyway.
The girl was so excited(and may or may not have started sobbing uncontrollably) and instantly fell in love with her new little sister.
And this little baby kept growing…
And growing…
And then grew some more…
And basically just got cuter and cuter. And no one really knew if she was ever going to stop or if she was just going to start making people explode from over exposure to pure adorableness.
And the girl who had wanted a sister for so long was exceptionally happy. For her little sister made up for everything she was missing back home and made living in Jaxtopia not completely horrible.
And that girl’s name was Margaret Beddington.
Nope.
Not really.
Her name was Me.