Two Months!

Two months ago today Bob and I got married...

Awesome!

The Bet Is On!

Okay folks, my own husband has bet me that I cannot keep my blog background the same for 1 month. The challenge has been accepted! If I am able to contain my need for a new background for 1 month from today I get $5.00.

I will overcome my demon.

I will cure myself of this blogging disease.

I will WIN!

Wish me luck!

Intervention

This is an intervention.

For myself.

I have a problem and I am more than ready to admit it. I am addicted to stalking websites that provide me with free Blogger backgrounds. I then constantly alter my own blog in hopes of satisfying my need for change and renewal.

I am ill and confessing it to you all right now.

I feel guilty and am now calling out to the blogging world to help me. How can I stop this raving addiction?

This beast within me that whispers, "your background is too bland, time to spice it up."

With which I respond, "it looks just fine, someimes simple is best."

"Is that what you're trying to tell your fans? That you're PLAIN?"

"Stop it! Stop it! You know my blog doesn't attract 'fans' only a few "followers.' And no one comments anymore so who even knows how many people even read this random blabber."

"Exactly, little Priscilla. No one's reading because your background is bland and you need something better. Something flashier. Something new. Go to the websites, go surf your day away browsing the polka dots, the stripes, the wide variety of free backgrounds. GO!"

I am powerless to my nagging need for new, and begin to stalk the following websites:

The Cutest Blog on the Block

Aqua Poppy Designs

Delighful Dots

Shabby Blogs

Dotty Dot Dot Backgrounds

Scrappin' Blogs

And where my current layout comes from:

Leelou Blogs

Someone please stop me. Please stop this blogging monster inside me. I need to stop changing my background every other day. I need to be satisfied with what I have. I need help. I need...

...a $5.00 bet that I can keep my blog background the same for 1 month. Who's willing to take me on?

Anyone?

Finding Middle Ground

"Take it easy!"
- Ignacio (Nacho)
*Luchador*

Being a newlywed is not easy.

You think it will be all sunshine and joy and joyness but it is not quite that fantastical. Don't get me wrong, it is a fun, new, and exciting adventure. I have greatly enjoyed being married and having a new home with a man that I love.

But I wish that, like babies, newlywed life came with an instruction guide. There are so many things that you don't think of, and oh how a little booklet would help! (Especially if it had pop-up pictures!)

I wish it would have told me to lower some expectations and be satisfied with life.

For example, I wanted things to be perfect from day 1:

- I wanted us to be completely moved in after the first week with everything in its right place, and the apartment feeling like home...
...After a month and a couple weeks we still have boxes in the front room, pictures to hang up, and countless other chores to complete. Ugh.

- I wanted to calculate a perfect budget and make perfect lists of everything that we would need to perfectly stick to that budget...
...No such budget has made it's debut as of late.

- I wanted to get my name changed ASAP, get thank yous written and sent, and finished wrapping up things from the wedding...
...The stupid Social Security office is only open M-F from 9-4 and I work 8-4. I'll have to get off work early tomorrow to get my name changed. Boo. Did I mention that not 1 thank you has been written?

- I wanted us to get into a good rhythm of getting up in the morning, making lunches, planning dinners, spending equal amounts of time with each other as with friends and family, and still having an awesome summer at the same time...
...Umm... what was I thinking!?!

- I wanted perfection, and I wanted, no I EXPECTED it immediately.

And I didn't get that perfection. There just isn't enough time in the day to do everything I desired. After 7 hours of sleep, 8 hours of work, dinner, errands, home-improvement, laundry, and dishes, how did I ever expect to get it all done? My expectations were on a mountain, and my abilities were in a ravine.

I can't recall a specific moment or epiphany that triggered my change of mind, but a couple weeks ago something in me snapped. It was as if someone came up to me and shook some sense into me. I asked myself 1 simple question:

Why did I want all these things?

I had every blessing I could imagine: a good job, a caring husband, fun family and friends, food in the house, clothes on my back, and a wonderful life that was passing me by.

Since then, I have been attempting to find a happy medium between getting things done and enjoying the fun activities of summer. So far, it's working! I'm pulling my expectations down, and taking special care to enjoy this summer. Last week alone we went boating (first time wakesurfing!), fishing (also a first time for me!), to Bob's family's cabin with his siblings (not a first time, but still great), and up the canyon on Saturday to roast some mallows. Good times.

Our apartment is looking better and better each day! There are still a few more things to do, but I know they will all be completed in time. It's finally starting to feel like summer. (I know, halfway into July, and Summer finally hits me!) I am a happier, more laid-back person right now with high hopes for the rest of the year. As much as I know we both want to do so many things (camping, fishing, hiking, Lagoon, water parks, BBQ's, game nights, etc.), I am content with what will come from this summer...keeping in mind that the years ahead of us will be filled with countless time to have adventures.

Sheesh! Thank goodness I figured this out sooner than later! I could still be the crazy wife trying to perfect everything in her life. There is still the little Cilla in me nagging to get everything in order, but I'm working hard every day to keep her (fairly) quiet. Bob and I are continually working on improving our marriage through increasing our communication, support, and love with one another. Life is good.

Maybe I'll have to write a newlywed guide manual...

Diane

My friend and coworker from the Utah Museum of Natural History passed away last Thursday. Diane Karwacki peacefully passed after an intense battle with pancreatic cancer. These few months have really helped me realize the frailty of life. She had no signs, indications, or symptoms before being diagnosed. In fact, if a chest X-ray hadn't "accidentally" captured a picture of her pancreas, they may not have caught the cancer until...well... She was given up to 6 months with intensive chemotherapy treatments to live, and the cancer took her after 2 1/2. I will miss her dearly. She was always full of spunk, energy, and her personality matched her bright red hair. I am sad to have missed these last months with her as I no longer work at the Museum.

I never got to say goodbye.

Her events were impeccable, her attitude firm, and her heart full. I will miss her so much, and hope she finds peace and happiness in the next life. Traffic and Sweet Pea will miss their mom so much, as well as her sweet husband, Matt. I can only hope that they are able to find comfort during this emotional time.

Love you forever, Diane.

Michael Jackson: 1958-2009

Unless you've been living under a rock (sorry, Patrick) you've now heard of the passing of Michael Jackson. While I am not Mrs. Water Works right now, I am quite saddened by hearing of his death. I have so many memories that revolve around his amazing music and dancing:

Flashback montage...Little 15 year-old Priscilla (complete with bangs and glasses) stands in front of a tv at the Coburn's house with Kenzie and Madison watching MJ's video 'Ghosts' over and over to learn the dance sequences. On later days, they watch 'Scream', 'Bad', and 'Beat It' all in attempt to improve their serious dancing skillz.


After Priscilla had mastered these moves of awesomeness, she competes in the dance competition at EFY. Billie Jean starts playing on her turn and she KILLS it with pulling moves from all of MJ's videos. Does she win? Psh...the other competitors didn't stand a chance.

Jump forward 2 years...
High School Priscilla (a little less awkward-looking Priscilla, that is) is devastated that her Honda has been broken into. The only thing missing? Her spectacular CD collection complete with every Michael Jackson CD released.

And ahead 3 more years...
Priscilla and friend Avery kill her car's battery after dancing to Michael Jackson in the Institute of Religion parking lot on Valentine's Day.

Back in those days I had this secret desire to be a backup dancer in one of Michael Jackson's videos. Every dancer was amazing, and every time I listened to his music I got some serious boogy fever! I'm even pretty sure that in High School whenever a MJ song would come on, my closest friends would create a circle so I could show them how his music would carry me into a fit of dancing. I knew that, in reality, I would never get the chance to be in a video, and that I was probably no where as good a dancer as all those amazing people in his videos, but part of me never lost hope...

...and to be honest, I don't think I'll ever lose that dream of dawning an awesome costume, and letting it all out in a video with the King of Pop. After all, just think of all he brought us:

The Moonwalk

Amazing Concerts and Performances

And The Invention of the Music Video

Regardless of his personal life, Michael Jackson was an AMAZING entertainer! I know there are a lot of artists now who can dance like there's no tomorrow, but, dude, MJ was the innovator of all those moves they have tweaked and perfected. It is sad that his life was cut short at merely 50 years of age and before a planned comback in the UK. He has inspired many, and left his mark in the music world. I guess I'll just have to keep dancing in my kitchen pretending that I am busting a move behind one of the greatest entertainers of our day.

Two Thumbs 'UP'!

Bob took me to see this delightful film last night in 3D, and I absolutely loved it. Within the first 10 minutes I was in tears from the montage of a husband and wife growing old together. Pixar has an amazing ability to evoke emotion in the viewer with simple, elegant music, and beautiful, heartwarming images. (Wall-E is a great example of this silent charm that Pixar infuses in their films). From that teary moment on, I was hooked. I was already excited for the talking dog part upon seeing the previews, and when it finally came my expectations were exceeded. My heart skipped a beat when, after being called a "Bad Dog" by the old man the day before, Doug is waiting on his doorstep the next morning and solemnly says, "I hid under your porch because I love you."

Well, Pixar, I've been hiding under your porch because I love YOU! You continue to top yourself! I never expected this movie to take me on such an adventure...to make me laugh, cry, ponder, and hate a villain so much. Each character had such a wonderful background and story. I became emotionally connected to all of them (even the silent "snipe" named Kevin)! I was on the edge of my seat towards the end of the film crossing my fingers that all would end well. In the spirit of not spoiling the ending, just know that, yet again, I was a blubbering baby as the final scene concluded. If I was not 1 of 6 people in the theatre I would have jumped out of my seat in ecstatic applause! Even the credits were a masterpiece! Bob and I left the theatre so happy and 'UP'lifted (hardy har, har!). I want to see it again and again and again!

And Pixar doesn't stop with movies. When a little girl's dying wish is to see UP before a rare cancer takes her life, they fly an employee to her house with the DVD and a sack full of goodies. You can read the heartwarming story here.

My new favorite Pixar movie? UP. Go see it. I know there are a lot of other appealing movies out right now...Transformers, for instance. But I can guarantee that they will not have as much beauty, humor, or heart as UP. Plus, talking dogs. Gotta love the..SQUIRREL!

P.S. I put up a poll to find out what YOUR favorite Pixar films is. Vote, baby!