Life = Good

Life as of late has been great. Maddening at times, but the good outweighs the bad, I think. The bad being life's general problems of money, family, PARENTS(should have stuck that one in first place), school stress, migraines(surprise, surprise), and more, but I won't bore you with a list. (ha, too late)

Now, the GOOD has been GOOD. (You know it's good with me when it's my favorite color & bolded :) )

Orchestra has started up again at school and I'm loving being able to play decent music again. We had our first concert last week and it went pretty dang good. For the violas anyway :) The Magna orchestra started as well. Ms. Eyre (Yes, the one from Granite youth people!)is the director, and although the music is a tad (ok, a TON) easy, I love her conducting. She makes it fun and is superb at interpreting music.

And now to the real reason life has been good.

I'm not one of those people who flaunts their joy to the world. For example, facebook people going mushy/disgusting for the general public to endure:

"I have the best husband/wife/sister/dog (etc.) in the world!!! They are amazing and every human in the universe should be jealous of me!!!!"

I can see someone posting this, maybe once. But on a daily frickin' basis?!?
WE GET THE POINT!! We know you love them, we know you are utterly and disgustingly happy, WE KNOW!! You've posted it 10 times today!

Sheesh. Ok, now to the point of my rant..............ah yes, the reason life has been good. (Sorry, when I get going on a rant, I get going)

His name is Steven. Yes, I'm going against everything I believe in the posting of my joy flaunting, but I reason:

1. This is MY blog, I blog about whatever the heck I want
2. You all come here and read it voluntarily, so you can leave if it's too much for ya (but you won't because you love me)
3. This will not be forcibly posted on the feeds of 200 of my facebook friends. Just my little ol' blog

So yes, I have an (here goes) amazing, generous, genius, gorgeous, hilarious, awesome, loving, boyfriend named Steven. And THAT is why life is good. And yes, you should all be jealous :D We've been together closer to 2 months, and I've loved every minute of it. Why did no one tell me having a boyfriend is so worth while? I would have gone man huntin' a lot earlier in life.

There, I've flaunted my joy, you can all go back to your normal lives now.

Speaking of normal lives. Mine is becoming a procrastination train. For example, take photo #1. These are the quizzes I need to take for my A + certification class. Yes, the BOLDED ones. Behind? yes I am, thank you. Thank heavens it's an online class!

Why I took an actual picture of my screen, I'm still trying to figure out. Print screen would have been 100 times faster in this situation. That's what I get for blogging at 5am I suppose.

Photo #2 We have edible pearl dust with accompanying food specific paint brush. I originally bought these little glories to make cookies for a friend's anniversary & another friend's birthday. But I hopped on the train once again and fell behind. I'm still going to make them though. How cool is edible pearl dust?

Photo #3 Here is the steering wheel for the procrastination train. This beauty is on lend from Steven in attemps to have me learned in the ways of the video game, his favorite hobby (which I couldn't possibly be worse at). This has a USB connection, so I can play the games on an emulator on my computer. If you ever want to know what an addiction feels like without going the way of drugs, just pick up this sucker, play for an hour and you'll find out.


This is my attempt at drinking more water to be healthier and lower my blood pressure (Oh, I have high blood pressure by the way) And I've read in several places that I don't have to give up the salt(my one true love) entirely if I am drinking more water to keep my body from retaining it. I chose an insulated mug because I love water, but I really love COLD water. So no, I'm not switching to coffee all day long, it's water people. And it's pink. Need I say more.


These two were my dinner dilema. (I take random pictures, I know) I thought upon grabbing the bag, that these were english muffins, which I love. Turns out, they are blueberry bagels. Much sweeter than an english muffin. Bleh. But I hadn't eaten for about 9 hours and needed something. I grabbed the cream cheese from the fridge, opened it, and there was a fuzzy little animal inside. *chucks in garbage*. I was stuck with overly sweet strawberry cream cheese. Upon returning to the fridge, I found a second unopened plain cream cheese and couldn't just leave it, so I spread it on the top part of the bagel. After eating the plain, I couldn't bring myself to eat the strawberry. You just can't have sweet after salty. It breaks all the rules. So, the puppies got a treat tonight.


You see the salt problem.

The countdown begins!

Only four more weeks until I am an aunt!!! Can you tell I'm keeping track? I'm so excited for Monday for the Westech baby shower. I have my gift all ready and it's cute!! It's one of those diaper cakes with part of it a pregnancy t-shirt that says, "Desperate to Deliver!" I hope it fits her belly though. She's quite large these days. My Grandma and Aunt are throwing a family shower for her as well. I'm so relieved that I don't have to do anything! Well, the dessert and the invitations, but those shouldn't be too hard. I already have the invitations done and we're sending them off Monday. Here is what they look like-


It would have been quite easy because I already had the backround design, except my mom and Michelle wanted it blue because she's having a boy. So I tediously enlarged it and did dot by dot in paint. It took forever. But it looks good I guess.

Tomorrow I have two choir performances in Taylorsville. Both at Sacrament meetings. Should be fun. Speaking of performances, If any of you guys are bored out of your minds on the days of my performances, you should come. Orchestra Perf is April 16, 7pm @ Taylorsville High on redwood road. My final choir fireside is April 20, 7pm @ SLCC Institute building. The Choir one usually has cake or doughnuts after. So there's an incentive, other than my singing, to come.

I'm a member of some violist group on facebook. Today I was browsing through some pictures and got a crack out of these. This one is SO true in so many ways

If I were to ever get a tattoo(which would never happen) I'd get this one. Minus the stupid treble clef. Is this one on their leg? I can't tell wich body part this is. Quite the dedicated musician I'd say.

Time for Privacy

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Can you tell I've been playing with my photo software? these are my two violas and Rachels. hers is the really dark one. can you tell who is the worst at cleaning off rosin? Yes, that'd be mine on the far right. Sad really.

Sorry to do this to everyone, but I'm sick of my family reading my blog. Mainly my brother and sister who critisize me afterwards. I feel like this is private place where I can write to friends who don't judge and I can rant about my life. So, I'm setting this blog to private and you have to log in. If you check the "remember me" box when you log in, it redirects you to the blog without having to type anything in after the first time. Toni & Joe are already on here. Tony and Michelle still need to accept my email to read.

If there are any lurkers (I highly doubt it) who would still like to read my blog, shoot me an email and I'll add you. (beckydoodledoo at hotmail dot com) I am fine with strangers reading about my life, just not my family.

I will leave the blog public for about a week and then switch over to being private. Thanks!

Actually, I'll be up for a while, might as well update while I'm at it.

All week I've been working in the garden, weeding and planting bulbs like mad. I even have the beginning of a tan!! (like I ever need one really) Today I woke up to the rumblings of a windy hail storm attacking my newly planted seeds. Plus all my tools were out getting ready to rust to death. So I throw on a coat and rain boots, book it out back and rush around the yard putting everything in the shed to save it from getting wet. Covered up all the buckets of weeds so they wouldn't fill with water, put a tarp on all my baby plants, all while getting covered in mud and soaked by the rain. Finally everything was away, and I ran to the house. Surprise surprise, it completely stops raining the second I close the door. Not only did it stop, but the clouds dissapeared and the sun came out full force. I decided to take a day off of gardening anyway and cook. Stupid rain. or lack of anyway.

I made cheesy biscuits with butter and white peppered gravy. Yummers. My mom and I also planned our St. Patrick's day family dinner. It's tradition to have a New England boiled dinner. My mom splurges and gets the best cut of roast beef usually costing about $25 for a single rump. Insanely high price, but SO good. Plus this year will be Lema's first St Patrick's day celebration. And, my mom (yes, she spoils me she does) found a shamrock cookie cutter for me to add to my collection, so I'll be making my ever popular holiday themed sugar cookies. I can't believe March is almost half over!

Ace has the most peculiar way of sleeping. Any time past 10pm you can find him on my bed, on my pillows, on his back, and drooling. Usually with his tongue hanging out. Some days I swear he's dead and I have to check for a pulse. He doesn't move when he sleeps. Not even when he breathes. Nothing. Zombie corpse dog. In fact, I'll take a picture and stick it on here just to give you an idea.

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Hilarious because he's even sticking his tongue out tonight.

You must admit though, it's cool he matches my bedding. How many people can say that about their dog?

And yes, the clock on my night stand is correct, I'm blogging at 2am. Seems to be the best time for my blogging. It works for me.

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Oh, I took this other picture today too. Ace realized he could see Bruno our neighbor's dog from
my window. So he decided to get a closer look by jumping 3 1/2 ft into my windowsill. I have weird dog eh?

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Well, getting tired now. Anyone else way excited Michelle is moving back to the land of cool people? I'm stoked.

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Night!

Bec

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