The plan: Type the answer to each question into a Google image search, and you pick an image from the first page of results.

1. Age at Next Birthday

2. place I'd like to travel
3. Favorite Place (my garden)

4. Favorite Object (duvet)
5. Favorite Food
6. Favorite animals7. Favorite color
8.Town where I was born
9.Town where I live

10. Name of past pet
11. Name of past love (ha! zero on that one)
12.Best Friends Nickname (my sister- Bones)
13. My NIckname (one of many)
14.My first Name

15. Bad Habit Ihave
16.First Job
17.Grandmother's Name
18.College Major

Heart burn from Hell

On thanksgiving I over ate - along with the rest of the entire population

I had some minor heartburn that evening, which is to be expected as food was so jam packed into my stomach it was overflowing into my esophogas, thus the burning sensation.

Today is now Saturday. You think I'd be recovered from all the pain, but no. Last night I had such painful heartburn I couldn't lay down. I had to sit up so to sleep while holding a pillow against my chest. I've never had heartburn before, but this is torture.

Hopefully the Pepcid AC and millions of tums I've consumed in the past three days will finally kick in. If not, I'll be living off yogurt the rest of my life.

Lately my jeans have been a bit snug. I have missed volleyball three weeksin a row and haven't gone to the gym since halloween. Time to kick the bum into gear again. I'm not going to wait until New Years Like I usually do. And I'm not going to completely give up because i'ts the holidays eaither. A holiday is no excuse to get fat. I'm just glad I'm not at my old job right now. Everyday someone would bring in a dessert of some sort, and clients were constantly sending in candy. This year I have a lot less temptation to deal with.

I cleaned my room this week and now my elliptical is staring me in the face every morning as a reminder to work out. As you may have noticed, I added a weight loss ticker to my blog. But, it's a special ticker, it tells you how much you've lost instead of how much you need to lose. Kind of a motivation ticker. wahoo..... Being the wimp that Iam, I was too chicken to put down my current weight. Instead I have it set up to show how much to lose. To get to the absolute lowest healthy weight for my height,body frame and age I have to lose (dare I say it) 100 pounds *cringe* It may seem drastic and unrealistic and unhealthy, but it's true, I have to lose and entire person from my body to be at my goal weight. If I was to choose the highest weight to be healthy, i would need to lose about 75 lbs. But that's borderline overweight, and I don't want to be anywhere near it.

So if anyone needs me, I'll be on the elliptical. please call for any appointments and I'll see if I can squeeze you in.

Here we go again!

Tom Cruise kills Oprah (click on the pic)


thought you'd enjoy that

Today is Lema'a birthday. I guess in Samoa they don't have cake and ice cream on b-days, becuase apparently, he hates them both. Amazing.


You know what Iove doing? Building a fire in our fireplace, cuddling up with a book and sitting there for hours. It's like tho most relaxig thing in the world. Now all I need is a man and my life is perfect. I'm becoming quite the pro at getting the fire started fast. I should start timing myself - I'm that good.


So, the Symphony? Last week I was the only violist for the first hour. The retarded thing? some old lady took half my music and said she would copy it and promised she would be there the next week. She wasn't. So the first hour, I sat there looking like a loser, not playing. Thankfully some guy violist showed up who had all the music. Afterwords he even let me take it home. Yay for guy violist. So I've been practicing like mad through the harder passages in the nutcracker. There is some pretty tough stuff, but I love it.


Oh, our concert is December 8th at 6:30pm. I don't know where it's at yet though. I think Eisenhower Jr. High. So if you want to come that would be awesome! Oh, and Tony, we are still dying for a bassist.


Last night I watched a dvd called "The year of the dog" dumbest show ever. dumb plot, dumb chracters, dumb acting. complete waste of time. Even had a dumb ending. Never see this show people. Dumb dumb dumb.


You know you need to re-stock foodwise when you eat rice for dinner. Just rice, and soy sauce. boring.


I don't have anythng else to write at the moment. I'll check in later if something pops in my head.


Tootles


becs

This was my absolute FAVORITE cartoon as a kid. Thought I'd share it with you all. I can't believe I found it! What would the world be without Youtube? Enjoy!

Sony Cybershot Camera Case Dark Pink, White stripe, carrying strap

Tuesday Quicky

I went to orchestra tonight! yay!! I was pleasantly surprised at how good i've become at sight reading. We have a new director who is young, funny, motivating and I'm excited to work with him. I missed the first two rehearsals, but the songs aren't THAT hard, so I'll catch up quick. At first I was the only violist for an hour, then some old lady who reeked of cigarettes came in. I had to share a stand with her because they were out of half of the music for viola's. Lucky for me I brought my glasses, so the old lady stand-hogging didn't bother me too much.

We are doing a couple selections from the nutcracker suite, and the REAL one too. Not a lame arranged version for high school orchestras. Also the chronicles of Narnia (love it), sleigh ride, theme from ice castles (whatever that is) and some other ones I don't have yet.

Oooh, guess what else? you are going to be jealous people. We are the backup orchestra for Neil Diamond when he comes to Salt Lake! Awesome, no? I don't prefer Neil Diamond music at all, but to be a REAL back up orchestra at a concert? Rocks I tell you.

I need one of those grip masters for building up your calluses. Mine are completely gone, so my fingertips are Killing me.

Just thought I'd update you al on my musical life. Yay. Go un-loved violists!

Bec

Boo!

Yesterday was the loverly celebration of dead people day, more commonly known as Halloween.
Shell's party was great and I had a fun time. We watched 1408, carved pumpkins(which were surprisingly easy to cut through. Yay old pumpkins!) decorated cookies, had too much junk food and made fun of eachother's costumes. Genious men in the group were clueless as to what we all dressed up as.

Figures.

I spent the whole day before the party making sugar cookies. My sister michelle actually complimented me on them and said they were better than store bought! It's quite the compliment as she is quite the picky eater and master cook herself. I didn't realize until after the party that I only got a few pictures. None of Tony in his costume or joe in his (as lame joe) Trash.

I guess my parents didn't get many trick-or-treaters. They used one bag of candy. Now we have 4 bags of candy floating around the house that we are using as a meal replacement. Kind of sad really. Adults desereve the next day candy gorging too right? I think I've overdosed on KitKats and am getting a canker sore from shock tarts.

Here we have Shell as Lizzie Borden(did I spell that right?) bloody axe and all. Seeing how Michelle is the morbid dead-liking-person we all know her to be, I guess this costume isn't too surprising. It rocked. you know it.


Karin as a mind reading gypsy-fortune teller. She sounded like santa when she walked. Cool shtuff. The flash was way too bright on my camera so she looks like a zombie as well. perfect for halloween!


The cookies I decorated at the party. Love the Madonna ghost no? How bout the headless ghost with a pumkin?


My costume as Queen Amidala. For all those people who don't remember, it's from the 1st episode of star wars at the end when they have the victorious parade. Just watch the movie. Rachel helped me tremedously with the costume. Shweet if i do say so myself. Oh, I'm not bucked-teeth or biting my lip here. I had the white lips and hadn't done the lipstick yet.

Tony's puking pumpkin. gross

Karin's pumpkin. Ahh how cute.

My scary pumpkin with fangs and M & M's for eyes. Cool eh?
Here are his rockin earsAnd the grand finale, Michelle's pumkin, thus murdered. I guess killing her parents wasn't enough she kills plants too.