I originally put this on the side of the blog, but decided it was worthy of its own post. Here is my list of things that I want to do before I kick the bucket (hopefully in many, many years from now). I'm sure I'll continue to add to it as I think of more awesome things I want to do in my lifetime.
1. Marry the coolest guy around (5.30.2009)
2. Get a graduate degree in Speech Pathology (5.3.2012)
3. Run a half-marathon
4. Feel a little one growing in my tummy
5. Watch my daughter in a dance performance
6. Become certified as a group fitness instructor
7. Get to my ideal BMI on Wii Fit
8. Buy a house
9. Get a furry puppy (6.1.2010)
10. Become a college professor
11. Get my undergraduate degrees in BSH & CSD (5.6.2010)
12. Fly a plane
13. Get laser eye surgery
14. Travel to Italy
15. Dance with my son at his wedding
16. Learn every word to "It's the End of the World as We Know It" by R.E.M.
17. Compete in a karaoke competition
18. Become an official 'soccer mom'
19. Be a bridesmaid in a friend's wedding
20. Read the entire Harry Potter series in 2 months
21. Hike the Grand Canyon
22. Celebrate my 50th wedding anniversary
23. Go on a cruise
24. See the Northern Lights
25. Overcome my paralyzing fear of snakes
26. Learn a second language
27. Swim with dolphins
28. Buy a brand new car (and not just new-to-me)
29. Finish a drawing of Laurel & Hardy that I started in 2005
30. Learn to surf
31. Actually catch a fish (10/2011)
32. See a musical on Broadway
Monday, February 22, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
The Flu: Day 3
So begins my third day reclining on the couch watching endless hours of mind-numbing television. This is not of my own free will, oh no, it is out of force. Some mysterious bug has entered my bod and wreaked havoc on my GI Tract. Where were you on that one, Immune System? Seriously! I'm thinking of trading you in for something new: a nice, shiny, plastic bubble. If you can't do the job, you will be replaced. I'm sick (haha, no pun intended) of your half a** job at keeping me healthy. Do you know what I missed this weekend? An awesome trip with 4 of my college friends. Free food and snowmobiling included. Yeah, thanks for nothing. Also, I spent all last night on the couch whining in pain after eating these amazingly delicious Hawaiian meatballs. Thank goodness I haven't thrown up yet. I truly think that throwing up is possibly the worst thing in the world. I think I'm wearing my sick body out just by trying not to puke every hour. Yuck! But I swear to you, Immune System, if I have to run to the bathroom in the middle of the Superbowl to lose my lunch, you and I are through!
Ugh...where's the Imodium?
Ugh...where's the Imodium?
Monday, January 25, 2010
Branching Out
Hi friends,
So I want to branch out from this little, personal blog to something different. Something more. I want to express myself in a less here's-what-I-did-this-weekend-style. I want a blog that can help people, amuse people, make people think. But what should I create? A [mostly] nonfictional account of my life...in a story line format? An unorthodox advice column based on my random experiences and comments? Commentary on pop-culture? I am not one for crafts, or anything hands-on, so that's out of the question. It needs to be unique and interesting. All-Cilla, all the time. Less cutsie, more real-life.
Suggestions?
Advice?
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
2010. A Very Good Year.
So, no comments on my last post, eh? Too much reading for you guys? Well suck it up and read it already! Not like I'm demanding anything...just sayin' it's remotely clever and you might enjoy it. If you have time to read this little random-smandom post, you have stamina for the last. This I promise you (oh N'Sync, I miss you).
Onto other things:
1. I spilled Dr. Pepper all over myself at the beginning of class yesterday. I mean, ALL OVER. I swear the clerk shook the bottle while I wasn't looking. I must now plot my revenge against the employee at the cafe in the Marriott library.
2. I have been trying to finish my personal statement for graduate school for like 2 weeks and am struggling! How hard can it be to talk about myself? I mean, I'm doing it right now. Why can't I just create a letter like this:
***Disclaimer: If you are actually one of the individuals on the Admissions Committee for the master's program of Speech Pathology at the University of Utah, please do not accept the following ramblings as part of your consideration for my application. In no way should it be accepted as anything less than random blogging.***
Dear Graduate Admissions Committee,
I am a kick-butt student with way too much motivation for graduate school than should be allowed. I love talking, and want to help other individuals with their talking, so please let me stop talking and accept me into the program. I'm only applying to the U because I want to get in soooo badly (oh, and my husband is in law school at the U, so I'm kinda counting on this one application to be a success). So please send me that happy acceptance letter so I can prove to you all that I will be the best Speech-Language Pathologist in the world (setting my sights too high?). Okay, the city. We'll go with city. Also, I am awesome, and that should be all the information you need to let me in the program.
Sincerely,
Cilla Neve
Alas, I actually DO want to get into the program, so a letter like this would pretty much kill any chance I have of being accepted. On the bright side, my letter is coming along nicely, I just want to make sure that I don't sound too arrogant or unenthusiastic about the graduate program (AKA the complete opposite of this letter). The end of the graduation process is just around the corner, and I am excited to take the next step in my educational career.
3. This is my last undergraduate semester and I couldn't be happier. I have a lot of motivation to do as best as possible this semester. I'm talking a 4.0, baby! I want it and I will do my very best to succeed.
4. Bob and I have been on a cooking spree lately. From homemade buttermilk doughnuts, to my personal favorite, Hamburger Pie (think Shepherd's Pie with beans instead of corn), we have been eating a delicious variety of made-from-scratch goods. It makes me happy to cook with Bob, and the result sure is tasty!
5. 2010 is the year to get this 23 year old body back as it was in High School. Dance company kept me fit as a fiddle back in the day, and now my stamina has greatly decreased. The regimen?
- Kickboxing Tues & Thurs for 45 minutes.
- Wii Fit Mon & Wed for 30 minutes/day.
- Spinning on Saturdays for 1 hour.
- Total exercise: 3.5 hours/week
By the end of this semester I will be a new woman. I will know if I will begin my graduate degree this fall, I will have 2 undergraduate degrees, and I will have a new, sculpted bod. I knew 2010 was going to be a good year.
Onto other things:
1. I spilled Dr. Pepper all over myself at the beginning of class yesterday. I mean, ALL OVER. I swear the clerk shook the bottle while I wasn't looking. I must now plot my revenge against the employee at the cafe in the Marriott library.
2. I have been trying to finish my personal statement for graduate school for like 2 weeks and am struggling! How hard can it be to talk about myself? I mean, I'm doing it right now. Why can't I just create a letter like this:
***Disclaimer: If you are actually one of the individuals on the Admissions Committee for the master's program of Speech Pathology at the University of Utah, please do not accept the following ramblings as part of your consideration for my application. In no way should it be accepted as anything less than random blogging.***
Dear Graduate Admissions Committee,
I am a kick-butt student with way too much motivation for graduate school than should be allowed. I love talking, and want to help other individuals with their talking, so please let me stop talking and accept me into the program. I'm only applying to the U because I want to get in soooo badly (oh, and my husband is in law school at the U, so I'm kinda counting on this one application to be a success). So please send me that happy acceptance letter so I can prove to you all that I will be the best Speech-Language Pathologist in the world (setting my sights too high?). Okay, the city. We'll go with city. Also, I am awesome, and that should be all the information you need to let me in the program.
Sincerely,
Cilla Neve
Alas, I actually DO want to get into the program, so a letter like this would pretty much kill any chance I have of being accepted. On the bright side, my letter is coming along nicely, I just want to make sure that I don't sound too arrogant or unenthusiastic about the graduate program (AKA the complete opposite of this letter). The end of the graduation process is just around the corner, and I am excited to take the next step in my educational career.
3. This is my last undergraduate semester and I couldn't be happier. I have a lot of motivation to do as best as possible this semester. I'm talking a 4.0, baby! I want it and I will do my very best to succeed.
4. Bob and I have been on a cooking spree lately. From homemade buttermilk doughnuts, to my personal favorite, Hamburger Pie (think Shepherd's Pie with beans instead of corn), we have been eating a delicious variety of made-from-scratch goods. It makes me happy to cook with Bob, and the result sure is tasty!
5. 2010 is the year to get this 23 year old body back as it was in High School. Dance company kept me fit as a fiddle back in the day, and now my stamina has greatly decreased. The regimen?
- Kickboxing Tues & Thurs for 45 minutes.
- Wii Fit Mon & Wed for 30 minutes/day.
- Spinning on Saturdays for 1 hour.
- Total exercise: 3.5 hours/week
By the end of this semester I will be a new woman. I will know if I will begin my graduate degree this fall, I will have 2 undergraduate degrees, and I will have a new, sculpted bod. I knew 2010 was going to be a good year.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Winter Awesomeland
Holy Guacamole! There is so much that has gone on this winter break. How about an update in pictures? Sounds good to me!
December 25 - Our first Christmas married! Do you like how attractive we are just after waking up? Also, for the past few months whenever Bob asked me what I wanted for Christmas I would say "A Puppy!" (even though I know we can't have one). Bob, being the adorable thing he is, got me a stuffed Dug from Up! My Christmas wish did come true. I got a puppy.
November 19 - 1 year engagement anniversary. Bob had his wonderful sister Mariah arrange a gorgeous rose heart for me! All together now...awwee!
When Bob proposed last year Mariah had arranged a huge heart of roses with the ring box in the middle. Kudos for Bob for making a miniature arrangement 1 year later.
December 11 - My 23rd birthday. The entire day was simply wonderful. We finished off the day with seeing The Princess & The Frog. We enjoyed it lots and lots.
December 19 - Neve family pictures at the Capitol. Even though we started a little late, the pictures turned out beautiful!
As we were leaving the Capitol the fog was almost completely covering the dome.
Very eerie and awesome.
December 25 - Our first Christmas married! Do you like how attractive we are just after waking up? Also, for the past few months whenever Bob asked me what I wanted for Christmas I would say "A Puppy!" (even though I know we can't have one). Bob, being the adorable thing he is, got me a stuffed Dug from Up! My Christmas wish did come true. I got a puppy.
December 31 - January 2 - Ringing in the New Year in Bear Lake. Our friends Michael David and Kassidy Mather invited us up to Bear Lake for New Years. We spent the weekend eating, reading, playing video games, and playing board games. It was muchos funos. We even attacked the mountain with some extreme sledding. Very cold, but very adventurous.
Wowza, lemme tell you how HOT I am when going sledding. So so hot.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Dear Journal,
Last week Bob and I stopped at my parent's house to grab some Christmas decorations we had stored in a closet. While we were going through stuff, I found my old journals. Oh boy, were these fun to read. Let's just say that I was a rather dramatic adolescent and that my grammar has come a long way from where it was. Here's a bit of entertainment from March 6, 1998. (Keep in mind that I am typing this EXACTLY as it appears in my journal. For extra effect, I wrote it in orange pen and will therefore type this in orange):
Dear Journal,
I am sick and tired of mom and dad do this do that. Well I don't know when I don't know How but I am going to run away I will pack blanket, quilt, plenty of clothes, watch, scriptures, you, hair stuff, food, lots and lots of mony over 1,000, House keys, bike & lock, backpack Mom's signature, dad's signature, Pens, Pencils, 1 or 2 extremely long books, winter stuff 1 or 2 toys, mainly just food and matches (for fire), I would sneak out at nighttime (2 in morning), pillow, I would dig out the bottom of a tree and, who am I kidding I wouldn't survive winter. Well I gess no matter what I do I AM STUCK AT MY HOUSE WITH MY INNOYING PARENTS!!!
Oh boy, calm down 12 year old Priscilla. This must have been a very 'innoying' day indeed for me to plan my runaway! Just a few comments I find particularly hilarious:
- This journal entry is nothing but an extremely long run-on sentence. I guess in the heat of the moment I had not need for periods.
- My random list of items. I especially love that was planning to talk about taking my parent's signatures with me. I guess I'll have many opportunities to forge their signatures while living in my tree.
- The fact that I am going to live in a tree.
Anything else you find hilarious?
Dear Journal,
I am sick and tired of mom and dad do this do that. Well I don't know when I don't know How but I am going to run away I will pack blanket, quilt, plenty of clothes, watch, scriptures, you, hair stuff, food, lots and lots of mony over 1,000, House keys, bike & lock, backpack Mom's signature, dad's signature, Pens, Pencils, 1 or 2 extremely long books, winter stuff 1 or 2 toys, mainly just food and matches (for fire), I would sneak out at nighttime (2 in morning), pillow, I would dig out the bottom of a tree and, who am I kidding I wouldn't survive winter. Well I gess no matter what I do I AM STUCK AT MY HOUSE WITH MY INNOYING PARENTS!!!
Oh boy, calm down 12 year old Priscilla. This must have been a very 'innoying' day indeed for me to plan my runaway! Just a few comments I find particularly hilarious:
- This journal entry is nothing but an extremely long run-on sentence. I guess in the heat of the moment I had not need for periods.
- My random list of items. I especially love that was planning to talk about taking my parent's signatures with me. I guess I'll have many opportunities to forge their signatures while living in my tree.
- The fact that I am going to live in a tree.
Anything else you find hilarious?
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