Holy Skating

You always hope that someone can tell who you are by the way you present yourself.

For me, it's the hope that people can tell that I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.

Tonight I was roller blading on a date and my date, Joe, pointed out a group of three married couples. He said something to the extent of... "How much you wanna bet they are Mormon?" They not only looked Mormon but they acted like it too. Modest stylish outfits and fun, goofy personalities.

At one point of the night I was sitting on the side while Joe skated and two of the girls from the suspected Mormon group sat on both sides of me and started chatting. They suspected me and Joe too! It was so fun! We talked about dating and where we were from and what wards we were in.

At the end of the night, I met up with three couples once again. One of them asked me if I had any older sisters and then asked me if I was a Hogge! She knew Mindy from college and the fact that she could tell that I was her sister just from my looks was pretty flattering.

You hope people can tell who you are by the way you look, act, live...

I would like to believe that I might be doing things right if someone can pick me out from a crowd. Maybe I just skate holy.

sin capitals.

hummmm, hummm, de dummm dumm dummmm.

oh what did you say?

i'm sorry, i was humming.

i work in an office.

i am the first one you see when you arrive

and the last when you depart.

it's generally quiet at work.

sometimes that's a problem.

take thursday for example.

i had about 500 manila folders to label and as you can imagine:

that takes forever.

i'm not bold enough to turn on pandora.com.

so what do i do?

i couldn't take the silence any longer and started humming.

have you ever tried to hum realllly realllly softly?

it's dang hard.

i am getting flustered just thinking about it.

why am i telling you this?

for the same reason i am not capitalizing anything.

because it's amuses me and i want to.

lesson: soft humming only makes me more frustrated over the silence i can't quiet quench.

quench. that's a good word.

Tangled up in "Tangled"

I might have an obsession with Disney’s newest princess movie “Tangled”.
Why? There are several reasons.

1. I am Rapunzel. I mean… minus the super long hair. She’s my Disney princess and I thank Disney for creating her.
2. Her “prince charming”, Flynn Rider aka Eugene Fitzherbert… He is a babe. And I’ve always wanted a guy that can be bad but chooses not to.
3. The music is awesome and I am constantly singing “The Healing Incantation” and “When Will My Life Begin?”. I’m determined to memorize the first and sing it as a lullaby to my children… when I have children.
4. Maximus and Pascal. Who wouldn’t want a super smart horse that acts like a dog or a chameleon that has your back? I know I would.
5. It’s wholesome entertainment and an all around great movie.

Seeing it in the theater a second time made it even better and the laughter wasn't scarce.

If you haven’t seen “Tangled”, do it. And if you don’t like it? Don’t tell me. I’ll probably see you in a different light. And that light will be dark and gloomy.