A personal blog documenting my journey through the Bible and my other activities and observations.

Location: Fresno, California, United States

"Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding." -- The Proverb I remind myself each morning as I wake up. Faith is the center of my life, without faith my life would be incomplete. I'm dating the most amazing handsome-est man GUY ever, who is always there for me no matter what... even if I get a little crazy! I'm also crafty, creative, artsy, whatever.

Sunday, April 23, 2006

Prom Dress!!

Prom/Formal dress shopping is a very special, but even more stressful, occasion for my mom and I. Ever since my freshman year, we've gotten stressed out and at each other's throats when shopping for 'the Dress.' Store after store, "We should of gotten here sooner," "I'm too fat!," "Ugh this is ridiculous, let's go somewhere else." It's insane.

Why do we get so worked up over a silly dress I'll probably only ever wear once? Who but myself and my date will remember what I wore a year later? I really don't know why we care so much. If there's some psychologist studying the Formal Dress Phenomena, please, let me know!

Winter Formal this year wasn't too bad, we went to four stores, walked back and forth from both sides of the mall a few times, fought over a velvet dress that reminded my mom of Meg Ryan in Sleepless in Seattle, and finally settled on a glittery red dress. Finding that dress was awful. I had actually tried it on in the first store, and decided against it because the price tag was enough to make anyone cry. When I found it in the last store, it was under half of what the first store had been asking. I guess in that case, going to more than one store was worth it.

Prom this year, I wanted a gold dress. It's one of our school colors, you know, Golden Eagles and such. Online, I found the Dress of my dreams. I found a store in my area that carried the dress line, and just had to wait for my mom to take me there. Well, in fear of another case of Formal Dress Stress, my mom just wanted to go straight to the same store where we had found my formal dress.

First look -- there was no way I would find my dress there. Everything wasn't my style... all short, halters, identical to one another. The place was a mess -- picked apart by nearly every mother and daughter team in town. Just as I was about to give up, my mother and I met by the bright blue and green dresses. So far, the only gold dresses we had seen were short and too revealing for my taste.

And then she saw it, and I saw it, hanging alone next to the end of the green dresses. A long sparkling dress that reminded me of a bottle of champagne -- yes, it's champagne! Close enough to gold for me, with silver weaved into the lace. I can't even begin to describe it.

It was the only one of its kind there, I started to panic. What are the chances that this one single dress, THE DRESS, is in my size??

I turned over the tag.

Yes, yes, you guessed it, it was in my size.

But, I still had to try it on, because sizes always vary from designer to designer, dress to dress. Just in case THE DRESS didn't fit, we grabbed a nice blue one that complented my complexion and hair. We headed over to the dressing rooms -- the line was extreme, not cool. But luckily, we found another one hidden.

I tried on THE DRESS!! first... I felt fat and like crap, but that's the normal, low-self-esteeme that kicks in during these moments. But, IT FIT! I just didn't believe I looked good in it. So, I tried on the blue one ... didn't fit so well (eh, eh?? sign? I think so!!!) but I thought I looked a bit better in it. So, my mom and I pondered the situation for a moment.
  1. We had never, ever, in all our Formal Dress Shopping experiences found a dress we liked at the first store.
  2. The dress fit perfectly, which almost never happens even at our second store.
  3. It was gold/champagne! And beautiful!
  4. Affordable!
  5. The blue one is blue like the sea, bright blue/teal, which fits the theme... but the same blue that was popular last year. Pretty, but standard.
So, after saying, "It's pretty," "Waahhhh" several times each, we decided to go with THE DRESS. I really don't know why I continued to second guess myself. I guess it's only something the psychologist investingating the Formal Dress Phenomena would be able to answer.

I can't find the dress online anywhere... I've been searching for a picture to include, but can't find one. I did however find a dress in the same lacey fabric, but it was short and a halter. Whenever I do find one, or take one of myself wearing it, I'll be sure to post it.

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Birthday Party!

Why wasn't I INVITED??

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Cute, Cute, Cute!

$14,000 I don't have...

Nice light metalic aqua... will be so cute.

Friday, March 31, 2006


I was just browsing the internet looking for a photo to make a chart from... for a tulip. Looking through all the photos I've decided...

Someday I want a home with a garden that I can fill with tulips and daffodils... and other happy flowers during their respective seasons.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

A life in Captions

One thing that I've learned after submitting my photos into contests in the spring, is writting captions. Imagine -- What would your life be like in captions?
Maybe I'm strange, but I was sitting here resting and taking mental photographs of my day. Just summarizing it, and thinking, "Now if I were there to photograph the scene, how would I compose the photo?" Ok -- Yes, I'm strange, I compose photos in my head... but then I asked myself the next question, "What would I put as the caption?"
I somewhat un-nerved myself when I answered that -- it's an odd feeling to write a caption for your own life as if it were to appear in a newspaper.

Photo: The sideview of an old woman's torso, arms extended as if balancing, younger teenaged woman's torso in background with an arm supporting one of the arms of the other woman -- wide apature.
Caption: S.J. is helped into the doctor's office by her granddaughter. S.J. is here follow up on the illness that left her weak and at home, suffering through a bad cough and daytime television.

Ok -- So I'm not too great at writing captions, it's something I need to work on. But really... it was just an errie feeling. It's different when writing captions for someone else's life, because you have an entirely different perspective of the situation. I suppose I'm struggling because when I write captions for a photo of someone/something else, I'm detached. With myself -- I'm most certainly attached, one of the subjects -- not the observer.
I'm glad I'm better with writing captions for others.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Turn Up the Heat

Ok, I'm not a liberal or conservative... I'm pretty much a centrist... and I hate politics, really. I grew up surrounded by politics and was sick of it by the time I was eleven.
I do keep myself informed, I watch the local and national news and occausionally watch shows like the Factor and 360*.
Just so you know Bill, I'm not one of those liberal bloggers you and Sean complain about.

Here we go...

Guantanamo Bay.

500 inmates, some with names now... that is if you've navigated the papers the defense department released. They've been there for years, waiting for the defense department to come up with the ultimate magic trick to make them disappear. Why haven't they gone to any trial? So what if the Geneva Convention doesn't apply to them? Do the right thing and put them on trial for whatever you're detaining them for... or release them! Yeah, some are suspected terrorists... put them on trial. If anyone else were to do this to the US, we'd be up in arms. Goodness.

No human being deserves to be kept caged like animals with NO RIGHTS!

Yeah-yeah-yeah, you're not really sure about how to go to trial with them... but DO SOMETHING. If it isn't legit, someone will speak up and try something else, it really isn't that hard. So quit doing the ultra stupid, just sitting around while the world gets upset and act like nothing's wrong.

Monday, March 06, 2006

My Top Five...

I used to have a Top Five Creepy Old Guys list. Today, I formally announce I've downsized.
  1. George Hamilton
  2. Barry Manilow
  3. Paul McCartney
  4. Rod Stewart
  5. Neil Diamond
Paul McCartney, you are no longer a Creepy Old Guy. You are now the newest member to my Formerly a Top Five Creepy Old Guys and I'm Not Anymore list.
  1. Dick Clark
  2. Paul McCartney
Why you ask?

And, in light of last night I started the long awaited Top Five Creepy Aged Women list.
  1. Dolly Parton
  2. Barbra Walters
  3. Camilla, The Dutchess of Cornwall