While My Music Downloads...

I am starting to use all those itunes gift cards that I got for my birthday. First item of business: Kate Nash! I love her. I love her lyrics which are kind of hatin' some times, but since she has a cute british accent while she's hating (mostly on boys) it's not so bad.

And the even better news is that Kate Nash is coming to SLC...and for only 10 dollas! I love it when things like that happen. Anyway, I'm trying to be all bloggy, but I don't have much else to say right now. So just watch some Kate Nash.

BTW-Why is the video spilling over into my other stuff? I need an experienced blogger's help. Fix it!

Loves, Annie

The Bestie Dinner Series

A couple weeks ago, I was finally able to meet for din din with one of my besties, Kelsy. We had to plan a week in advance so we could arrange accordingly, and meet in Draper, half-way between SLC and Provo, where we both live, respectively. Life is hard when you're still in provo, and your bestie is married with a job in slc! We are both so busy, but we made it work and it was so fun chilling for hours reminiscing and gossiping.

Kelsy was my bestie roommate at Dixie...we worked so hard to get those associates degrees!!

And then we went on to bigger and better things at BYU...but still played a lot. (mostly at football games)

Those were the days...me and kelsy together....byu winning...

I love Kelsy because she hasn't fallen off the face of the earth after she got married and I went on a mission. She loves what I love, like midget hot chocolate, cafe rio, and 30 rock. She is da best!

It's a Funny Story

My mom got to teach the always delightful lesson topic of "procreation" yesterday for her 12 year-old young womens class. Ha! I remember those days of what I swear was a monthly lesson about marriage, chastity, virtue, etc, etc. And if you had asked me right when I turned 12 what chastity meant, I don't think I could tell you. (Or maybe I knew...sometimes I am smarter than I give myself credit for!) But whether I not I knew what chastity meant when I was twelve years old, there is no doubt I knew what it was after 6 years in young womens!!

Six years worth of awkward class lessons, awkward combined classes with the bishop, awkward firesides and "standards nights," awkward efy discussions....I can go on forever! Young mens/young womens serves a lot of purposes, and one purpose that it definitely serves is teaching you what chastity means.

So yesterday in preparation for her lesson, my mom turns to my dear 12 year old brother and asks, "do you know what 'chaste' means?"

He confidently answered, "yeah, like 'he chased me down the street!'"

He may not have known then, but he sure does now, and probably will never forget.

But I will cut him some slack for not knowing because a) he's twelve, and b) at least 80% of the people I taught on my mission (male/female, young/old, chaste/non-chaste) did not know what the word chastity meant. And then there was even that one time when a member said in a branch family home evening that the word of wisdom is "the wisdom we get from reading the word of god." A random side note but funny all the same.

The end!

*And for the record, I am proud of my mormon upbringing and for all the hours spent in young womens learning about chastity, the word of wisdom, and many other things. It has served me well

Some of My Friday Thoughts

I am glad it's Friday. This week felt long, but it was a short week! How will I make it to my next break at Thanksgiving?!

I am glad I get to wear jeans to work on Friday. I am lamenting the wasting away of my favorite pair of lucky brand jeans, but I am wearing a new pair of levis, and I think they were a good choice. They have a lot to live up to!

Why do the dancers in the Richards Building bug me so much? This might all be just in my head, but I swear they just think they are the shiz, and they act like it. Especially the guy dancers. I try not to dislike them, but they (this time I mean both male and female dancers) are always in my way, thinking the hallways are all theirs to practice in. The nerve! I should pray for patience, but I don't really want to have patience for them. So I guess I should pray to want to pray to have patience for them. We'll see.

Well, I'm glad it's Friday. That will give me two days without dancers all up in my grill (I hope). And I can wear my jeans to my heart's content. At least until Monday. Happy weekend!

Loves, Annie

One More Thing...

Joining with me in the Labor Day festivities was this swell guy, who thinks I am brilliant (ha! don't ask me how I fooled him!). Here we are in front of the Guggenheim, another architectural masterpiece of Frank Lloyd Wright. Good times.

One Last Hurrah

Hey hey hey!

Happy post labor day, and I hope your weekend was fab like mine. It was a good way to end the summer. I headed out to NYC and it was perfect. So, basically, New York City is an explosion of amazing food. It's easy to get carried away. And I did.

Exhibit A: Serendipity

Exhibit B: Little Italy

Exhibit C: China Town Fruit Stands

And not pictured: Magnolia Bakery, and the charming pizza place in Hoboken, NJ, and Dominican Food, and I hesitate to mention anything else. But let me tell you, I have no regrets because it was all great. But, add that to a whole summer of eating and playing, I got me a lot of work to do! I need to start exercising again. And I have been putting it off, but this time it's for real. I'm getting a muffin top. And every time I think, "oh no, I think I am getting a muffin top," the 30 Rock lyrics pop into my head

"My muffin top is all that, whole grain, low fat

I know you want a piece of that, but I'm just here to dance!"

Well, this has got to stop. So, I will start exercising, I swear. Luckily I am short, so within a few weeks, I should be good to go. Meaning, I will hit the weight I want, call it good, but have to start the routine again if I gain it back. That's how I roll. At least until my metabolism really slows down, then I might have some trouble on my hands! Well, I'll think about that when the time comes. In the meantime, I will continue enjoying fabulous italian food and gourmet cupcakes. I encourage you to do the same.

Love love love,

Annie

A Relatively Successful Week

I am at work and a bit on edge because Mr. Brian Stokes Mitchell is in the building. I'm not lying when I tell you that I included in my morning prayer that he would come into my office today (he is putting on a master class for the music dance theater students---the department I work for). Seriously, this guy is so talented and I want to just hear his deep amazing voice. I'll stop now before I get carried away. In case you don't even know who he is, do yourself a favor and watch this:



Hello, talented.

I wish I could go to his sold-out concert tomorrow, but alas, it is sold out, and I am going out of town. Nothing to complain about, but I feel like I am missing out on so much this weekend!

School started this week, and while I am disappointed I didn't quite get the classes I wanted, I think it will all be good. And I only made a fool out of myself two times that I know of. The first time when I went to the wrong classroom (I was already late), sat down and realized that I was in the wrong class and had to get right up and walk out. That's a first for the Annie Book of Embarrassing Moments. And then, the second one was just your regularly occurring tripping on the Richards Building Stairs ( I was alone, naturally, so what do you do?). But this one has happened enough that I have learned how to cope.

Wait! I just thought of another one. I was riding my bike to the library, and I went over a pretty regular size bump that managed to fling my notebook onto the street, papers going everywhere. That was fun too. Oh, man. I wonder if I will ever not be so awkward! And the funny thing is, these kind of things only happen to me on BYU campus. The place where everyone is always watching and scrutinizing everybody else. Let them laugh. Whatever.

Welp, I hope your week was less embarrassing than mine. Happy almost weekend. I love you all!