Monday, March 31, 2008

Impromptu Weekend in Reno and Roseville

On Thursday I got it in my head that I really wanted to go see my nephews. So I did. I got off work at 5 pm, and drove straight to Reno, and then worked from "home" on Friday.

On Saturday Little Sisty Ugler and I decided to take Big T and Little D to Roseville, CA for a flea market. The Boys had learned from a tv show that flea markets are like treasure hunts, and therefore had to go to one.

First, we had to drive 2 hours from Reno to the Sacramento area. That involves going over Donner Pass. I decided to navigate Donner Pass while driving about 90 mph, down the side of a mountain, in a tiny little rental car we call the Tuna Can (my car, the beloved Vibe, has been at the auto body shop for over a week getting nearly $4,000 in repairs done all stemming from the tiny fender bender on Feb 1), while talking on the phone to a client, attempting to not sound stupid.
This is what Natalie thinks of my driving. And of me taking her picture while I'm driving down the side of a mountain.

Next, Little Sisty Ugler gave The Boys their own money to spend at the flea market. They both bought guns. Very noisy guns.

About this point we discovered this is not a fun, bohemian, outdoor air market. It's Little Mexico with an occasional Arabic furniture salesman. They will all chose to live in the US, and yet refuse to speak English or negotiate prices with anyone who does speak English.

But then we discovered the incredible farmers market, and the amazing variety of fresh fruits and vegetables. I got a 5 lb bag of mandarin oranges for $3, and 3 lbs of strawberries for $2.

I also discovered that I still strongly dislike Mexican candy. I am sure that had I made it past the wretched chili paste layer, I would have enjoyed the "very mango" flavor. But alas, I just couldn't stomach anymore of the chili.

We also found one stand at the flea market selling small live animals. After a few minutes I realized these little guys were not intended to be pets. They were destined to be a pet's dinner. Natalie doesn't seem to realize this yet.

Now you should be asking yourself why I would want to drive all the way to Roseville, considering I had just driven 7.5 to Reno. The answer is simple. Natalie and I are Southern Girls from the East Coast. We believe in Spring. We believe in greenery. We believe in wildflowers and landscaping that involves nature other than rocks and tumbleweed.

In short, we were desperate to see something like this-
And I won't lie to you. I really wanted to eat this-

It was a great weekend.

Note to the Nevada Highway Patrol.

You didn't catch me when I did 90 mph for a good hour in the dark from Elko to Battle Mountain (sidenote to the genius who put the giant "BM" on the mountain- it looks ridiculous).
You didn't catch me when I got bored from Wendover to Elko and drove with my knees for nearly 20 minutes.
You didn't catch me driving over 90 mph down Donner Pass, in the snow, on a windy mountain road.
Which is why I think it is absolutely ridiculous that you gave me a speeding ticket for going 70 in a 65 mph speed trap.
Next time, give me a ticket for something that was actually stupid and reckless. But 70 in a 65? Seriously, that's just insulting!

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Friday, March 28, 2008

Me, cause you wanted to know more!

Click to view my Personality Profile page

Miss Hass posted something on her blog today about personality tests, and I couldn't resist taking it myself. I hate personality tests because I never seem to get the same response every time, because the questions are never the same twice. Which is funny, because that totally fits today's results.

From the results-
ENFPs are introspective, values-oriented, inspiring, social and extremely expressive. They actively send their thoughts and ideas out into the world as a way to bring attention to what they feel to be important, which often has to do with ethics and current events. ENFPs are natural advocates, attracting people to themselves and their cause with excellent people skills, warmth, energy and positivity. ENFPs are described as creative, resourceful, assertive, spontaneous, life-loving, charismatic, passionate and experimental.

ENFP Career Matches
(jobs I have had bolded)

ENFPs are often happy with the following jobs which tend to match well with the Advocate/Visionary personality.

  • Accountant/Auditor
  • Actor
  • Art Director
  • Artist
  • Banker/Economist
  • Career Counselor
  • Church Worker
  • Conference Planner
  • Consultant
  • Designer
  • Dietitian/Nutritionist
  • Diplomat
  • Editor
  • Engineer
  • Entrepreneur
  • Homemaker
  • Housing Director
  • Human Resources
  • Journalist
  • Lawyer/Attorney (student)
  • Marketer
  • Massage Therapist
  • Merchandise Planner
  • Musician
  • Newscaster
  • Nurse
  • Occupational Therapist
  • Painter
  • Politician (sort of)
  • Project Manager
  • Psychologist/Counselor
  • Public Relation
  • Researcher
  • Scientist
  • Senior Manager
  • Social Scientist
  • Social Worker
  • Speech Pathologist
  • Teacher/Professor
  • Technical Specialist
  • Trainer
  • Writer

And last but not least, me and relationships. (everyone please take notes while looking for the perfect man to send to me)
ENFPs take their relationships very seriously, but also approach them with a childlike enthusiasm and energy. They seek and demand authenticity and depth in their personal relationships, and will put forth a lot of effort into making things work out. They are warm, considerate, affirming, nurturing, and highly invested in the health of the relationship. They have excellent interpersonal skills, and are able to inspire and motivate others to be the best that they can be. Energetic and effervescent, the ENFP is sometimes smothering in their enthusiasm, but are generally highly valued for their genuine warmth and high ideals.
A problem area for ENFPs in relationships is their dislike of conflict and sensitivity to criticism. They are perfectionists who believe that any form of criticism is a stab at their character, which is very difficult for them to take. Conflict situations are sources of extreme stress to the ENFP. They have a tendency to brush issues under the rug rather than confront them head-on, if there is likely to be a conflict. They are also prone to "give in" easily in conflict situations, just to end the conflict. They might agree to something which goes against their values just to end the uncomfortable situation. In such cases, the problem is extended and will return at a later time. The ENFP needs to realize that conflict situations are not the end of the world. They are entirely normal, and can be quite helpful for the growth of a relationship. They also need to work on taking criticism for what it is, rather than blowing up any negative comment into an indictment against their entire character.

Generally, the ENFP is a warm and affirming creature who is very interested and able to have an intense, meaningful, close relationship with their mate.

Although two well-developed individuals of any type can enjoy a healthy relationship, ENFP's natural partner is the INTJ, or the INFJ. ENFP's dominant function of Extraverted Intuition is best matched with a partner whose dominant function is Introverted Intuition.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I think we finally have the right personality label for me!

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

award winning indy films

Like indy films? Check out these great award winners. All available in one complete box set for the price of one.

Monday, March 24, 2008

It was a good weekend, I'm just too lazy to tell you about it

It was a good weekend. I went camping in St George with some friends. I went to the Nashville Tribute to Joseph concert at Tuacahn. I met with the guys from Due West. I went geo-cacheing for the first time, and loved it. Felt the warm sun and enjoyed blue skies. And got my first sunburn of the year. And then on Sunday I had fun with my cousins at Easter dinner. All in all, a good time. Pictures were even taken. But I'm too tired and busy to say much more than that right now. One of these days I'll post some pictures. But first I have to figure out how to hook my camera up to the new laptop, yada yada. In the meantime, here's a pic of me with the pink cheeks (not too sunburned) and new short hair.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Where have all the good ones gone?

Where have all the good ones gone?
Seriously, where are all the good guys?

(we interrupt this quarterly eruption of female emotions to give all of you who don't want to read my thoughts on men, love, sex and life the chance to click off the page. bye bye.)

I think I am a half decent catch. I'm smart, talented, have good manners, don't chew with my mouth open, and as far as Mormons go, I'm a good one. I do the right things. I go to church each week. I work hard. And in my humble opinion, I'm not horribly unattractive.

So why am I at home on a Saturday night watching "The Karate Kid?" (No, really, I am.)

Because I can't find a decent Mormon guy to save my life. Is it so much to ask that I find someone who has worked as hard as I have to be active in our religion? Has a job? Decent manners? And can carry on a partially coherent conversation without making me wonder if that thing he is doing is a permanent tic?

I get that it's harder over 30. (I just never imagined how much harder.) I meet guys on rare occasion. I just can't remember the last time I met a guy that had at least a third of the characteristics I'm looking for. I'm open minded. I'm not going to disqualify a guy just because he isn't perfect. But come on guys!

Case in point, I met a decent guy a while back. We had some good chemistry. He had plenty of good qualities, right up until he told me that he was only looking for a girl that was interested in a long term sexual relationship with him. Not marriage, no Mormon values. Just a long term sexual relationship.

That didn't go anywhere.

The next guy I met was fairly decent as well. I thought he was very nice and interesting, except all he wants to talk about is sports. And I can only talk sports for about 10 minutes before we've exceeded my knowledge of the subject. But I'm not naive, people. I'm a 33 yr old Mormon girl who needs to lose another 20 lbs. I'm not too picky so as to rule out a guy just because he can only talk sports. I ruled him out because he doesn't know the difference between a cliche and a Bible teaching. And I'm not talking he has a limited vocabulary. He really doesn't know the difference. And that's a problem for me.

I have a hard time believing only the women were smart enough and good enough. It can't possibly be that ALL guys decided on their 30th birthdays to just completely give up on everything they were taught before. There has to be at least 2 or 3 guys left out there, right?

It just frustrates me to no end to be looked upon as being "too picky" because I have the standards I was taught to have and believe in. But I'm not going to change or lower my standards. I will remain as open minded as ever on this subject.

And yet I spend another Saturday night at home watching a bad movie.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Dallin Stories

I apologize that it has been such a long time since my last posting of a good Dallin story. Because, seriously, is there anything better than a good Dallin story? (For those just tuning in, Dallin is my incredibly funny, determined, clumsy, and slightly off beat 6 year old nephew.)

From Dallin's mother (aka Little Sisty Ugler)-
We have introduced charades to family fun night and Dallin can't get enough of it. However, the boys do have their own interpetation of it...

Dallin held up five fingers and I said, "five words", Dallin nodded. He then held very still..... Anybody? His answer "re-frig-er-a-tor!"

Dallin laid out spread eagle on the floor face down... Anybody? A bear skin rug!

Dallin stood up very straight with his lips puckered... Anybody? A bottle of glue!
Man I love that kid!

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Film Festival Widget

If you-
a) are into indy films and want to encourage people to buy or watch them,
b) are curious what a social networker does all day at work,
c) want to look cool by putting a widget on your own blog,
d) want to be my new BFF, support me in my new job, or
e) all of the above

I proudly present you with Widget #Uno. The Film Festival Widget.

Feel free to utilize the share button frequently.

What is the point of Widget #Uno? To encourage people to watch the trailers, BUY THE DVD's, and create awareness of this very cool curated box set of DVDs. If documentaries are not your thing, give me a day or two, and I will have widgets for family, foreign, and drama indy films. All movies are film festival award winners.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Super Diaper Baby and Captain Underpants

Every day without fail someone Googles "Super Diaper Baby and Captain Underpants" and finds this blog. I get hits on these tag words about 5-8 times a day, from all around the world. And today I would like to find out why.

About six months ago I posted this adorably cute picture of my nephews-

Now presumably when someone does a Google image search on these terms they are looking for a picture more like this one-

So why do they keep coming to my blog instead?
Here's what happens when you do a Google Image search. Click here to see. My nephews are the second highest hit out of hundreds. I discovered this a few days ago and called my sister to see if she was worried about privacy issues and protecting her kids. She wasn't worried. In fact, she agrees with me that it is a cute picture. But still, when people can clearly see my nephews are not the actual images, why are they clicking on them?
Which is why I am reposting this, knowing full well that this entry will get hits? Because I'm hoping some of you international Captain Underpants searchers will tell me what you were really looking for?? Is Capt UP more popular around the world than here in the States? And what are you going to do with these pictures?

Erin Go Bragh!

I got my hair cut today. I asked her to cut off 1 inch and trim up the layers. Instead... well, she cut off the layers, and about 2.5 inches, and gave me bangs. It's a bit of an unexpected change, but it's growing on me. And did I mention it took 3.5 hours for her to cut my hair?? I can't remember the last time my butt hurt that bad. On the bright side, I like the hair, and I read almost 200 pages in my current book.

I'm including this picture only because it is one of those rare times you can see my green eyes in a photo.

So I went up to Julipalooza's house for a spur of the moment trip to say hi to my favorite fairy god-daughters, take pictures of the new hair, and honor and age-old erinandjuli tradition, and visit Wal-Mart late at night. And then we ate the best Food of the Gods ever. Fresh, whole, fat, red strawberries dipped in whipped cream and nutella. DIVINE! And not all that unhealthy really.
And did I mention? Everyone loves an Irish Girl!

Friday, March 14, 2008

Home is Everywhere You Look

Last week I got to visit with Deborah, a good friend from DC, while she was out here visiting. She's an SLC native and gave me the tour of SLC that I've always needed. We had a good time being girls out on the town. It was great to have a bit of DC back, be with an old friend, finally get to learn more about this city I live in, and just have a night out.
Then it was Sunday and I dared to attend the over-30's singles ward. (They do exist! And there was only a regular smattering of freak shows.) Just as my nerves were kicking in and I was about ready to give up and go back to my family ward and hide, a guy came in and sat next to me. It was my friend Eddie from back in DC! I enjoyed catching up with him and having a safety blanket to hold on to while figuring out the new ward. (4 Relief Societies and 5 Sunday School classes! And they dare call this congregation of 500 a branch!)
And then tonight I went to visit a friend in need of a little love and attention. And while visiting her, another of her friends showed up and insisted on taking us to dinner. And that friend just happened to grow up in DC and attended my rival high school. Albeit he graduated when I was 4 years old, but that isn't the point. The point is, we got to talk about Old Ebbitt Grill, Georgetown, and other fabulous DC places.
I love DC. I miss it!

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Post #1,201 - Quote of the Day

Big Sisty Ugler to Little Sisty Ugler: The gay guy is singing our song!
Little Sisty Ugler to Big Sisty Ugler: "I Saw Her Standing There?" Really? (Then proceeds to sing our song over the phone.)
Both Sisty Uglers burst into giggles.

I love American Idol season.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Wishing for a Simpler Day and Time

There have been so many changes in my world and the way I view the world in the past year. Between job changes, moving, painful betrayals by friends, illness, and more I am a very different person today than I was just one year ago. There are so many of those things that I wish I could go back and change, or undo, or not live through again. But I'd go through all those trials a dozen more times if I could undo the murder of Todd Rogers. And to the best of my knowledge, I never knew Todd.
John Bloxham goes on trial for the murder of Todd today. I did know John, which I wrote about here. I also knew Carrie, Todd's fiance. I was grateful to receive her Christmas letter and have the opportunity to see how strong she is and how she has fared through this awful experience. I've thought about her, John, Todd's family, and what could cause a man to do something so horrible many times over the past several months. Like I said, if there is anything I would change about the past year, it would be John's descent into such a dark place that he could do this.

My heart goes out to those so much more directly affected by this awful tragedy.
(Thanks to Sherpa for the reminder.)

Public Service Announcement

Attn Woman Who Sat Next to Me in Church Today:
1. I understand that suffering from a cold sore is bad enough and that you have to apply substances to your lip to attempt to heal it. However, it is never a good idea to whip out the Herpecin-L in a large setting of singles. It doesn't send the signal you want to send.
1.a. If you are going to ignore Rule 1, at least don't apply so much of the lip balm that it leaves a very noticeable white coating. That really sends the wrong message. And looks really gross.

2. I get that not everyone is concerned about fashion. But there is also something called having a little pride in your appearance. Your shirt was clean, for that I applaud you. But it had a very large iron scorch in the center of your back. That overrides clean unfortunately. And shows a complete lack of pride in your appearance.

If you are going to attend a singles congregation, you may have more success just by following these 2 simple rules. I could give you more advice, like not to scratch your legs so hard that the skin flakes off and falls on your black shoes. And that it really confuses people when you try and stare down their dresses while holding your head perfectly still. It makes you look a little deformed and the opposite of cross-eyed (whatever that is).

Saturday, March 08, 2008

Talking about the weather

Earlier this week I was driving to Orem when I couldn't help but enjoy the beautiful blue skies that we so rarely get during the winter here. As I passed the turn in the road near Pleasant Grove there was suddenly a huge massive cloud that I couldn't help but stare at. Rolling in from the canyon there was this massive cloud covering all of Orem, but the other side of me was beautiful blue! So bizarre. I quickly grabbed the camera so I could share!

selling it all off

Things I'm selling today-

A non-book-case on craigslist. If it was a real bookcase I wouldn't be selling it.

And my darling adorable cottage Lulu Guiness purse on eBay.

Thursday, March 06, 2008

My Latest Love- Facebook!

It may sound impossible, but my new job is all about social networking. I read blogs, use Facebook and MySpace, post on bulletin boards, and I get paid for it! As a result I have been growing my personal network on Facebook. And I have loved it!

Every day I look forward to seeing who has found me next. I am a bit overwhelmed at how many of my friends from my early childhood - high school have found me. Most of my 6th grade class has managed to reunite on Facebook. I laugh every time another adds me. And I confess, that sometimes I am shocked that the "cool kids" are adding me as a friend. I moved away after the 10th grade, so I didn't finish out high school and graduate with most of these kids. And it never ceases to amaze me that they recognize and/or remember me still.

Thanks to Facebook, I am now playing Scrabble almost every night with my best friend from 6th grade, comparing books with my high school crush (he never knew, probably still doesn't), and looking at pictures of the new baby of the guy that sat behind me in Algebra.

Let it be known, I had RAD hair in the 80's! This is my 7th grade school picture.

Just for fun, and because it has been a while since I have posted personal pictures, here are some quick pictures of what those Facebook friends remember!

This is 2 of my best friends, Heather and Val, and me in the 9th grade. Look at that hair! And my acid washed and pleated jean skirt!

Social Networking is My Life

My new job involves a lot of social networking, researching blogs, and "managing buzz." One of the many tasks I do under that large umbrella is run a blog for one of my clients. The client is a campaign promoting Governor Haley Barbour of Mississippi as Senator McCain's pick for a running mate. And that blog needs some more hits and love today, so if you want to know why Gov. Barbour should be the next VP, click right here-

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

What Web 2.0 Technology Do You Have to Have?

My new job requires that I use a lot of Web 2.0 technology that I had only passingly experienced before. Some technology, such as RSS feeds, Google Blog Search, Technorati, and a few others I was already dependent on. But in the past month I've learned to love, Google Page Rank, Google Analytics, and others as well. Oh, and Facebook is my new best friend. I live on Facebook. (And you are all welcome to add me on there! Just know that I use it for work and you will get invites to support my clients. And that I will eat you on the Oregon Trail and beat you at Scrabilous. Just ask me for my screenname in the comments section below, and I'll "moderate" it later.)

So I want to know- what technology, sites, widgets, buttons, gadgets, etc., can you not live without? What do you have to have? I need to expand my horizons and I'd love to know what you use.

Digg? Sphere it? (also one of my new favorites) MySpace? Classmates? What about news feeds? Who do you love? Where do you find new blogs? And how often do you click on banner ads or Google ads?

Monday, March 03, 2008

I'm from the 703, that means I'm kind of a big deal

I was standing in a parking lot earlier today, about to get in my car, when suddenly some man with a small child called out to me. First instinct- flee. But I stayed because he looked harmless and had a little girl. He asked where I was from in Virginia.
My answer? "DC"
He laughed and said, "That's not VA. Where are you really from?"
It's a Northern Virginian thing to say "DC" instead of their actual town. If someone asks 'what part' you know you can get specific. Conversely, if someone asks me if I'm from DC, I say, "Yes, Virginia side." Again, not until someone says 'what part' do I get specific. Even then, I never quite know what to say.
In order I have lived in the following parts of Northern Virginia-
birth- Arlington
3-5 years old- various parts of Falls Church and Merrifield
5-10- Fairfax City
11-16- Centreville/Clifton (the differences between the two towns and why I grew up with a Clifton address, but claim Centreville is only understood and appreciated by the rest of the Wildcats)
17-19- Oakton
at which point I left for college for 3 years in Utah
22-25- various parts of Falls Church and Fairfax
left for Texas for 1.5 years, came back and...
25-27 - Fairfax and Falls Church again, but by now my parents had moved to Fredericksburg
27-28- various parts of Virginia, Florida, Romania, California, and the Czech Republic
28-30- Arlington
31-32- Falls Church
33- Utah

I may be off a little bit with some of those ages. Actually, I'm probably a lot off. But you get the point. I never really know what part of Northern Virginia I'm from. I think it is safe to say I can claim Fairfax County a little more than most. (Even if Arlington County still thinks I should be paying them property taxes on a car I only owned for 2 months while living there.)

So back to the guy in parking lot. He had just said "That's not Virginia." So I laughed and said, "Arlington." He laughed and said, "I guess you can claim DC then!" Naturally I asked what part of Virginia he would be from. He was raised in Winchester, a town I dearly love.

Why did this exchange take place? Because I had Virginia license plates on my car. Sadly, ten minutes later I had to put my very expensive Utah plates on my car. If I hadn't, my landlord would have towed me tonight. (I could go off on a rant about the completely inaccurate and annoying situation it required to get plates. But I'll save that for another day.) Now how will people know I'm not a Utard? I liked being a Virginian still. It made me different. I do still take great pride and comfort in my "Virginia is for Lovers" bumper sticker. But now I'm going to look like just another Utard who doesn't know which one qualifies as the 'fast/passing lane.' (the inside left lane people- the LEFT, not the middle)

*Sigh* I'm homesick.

(Kudos to anyone who knows where the title line came from!)

Happiness From the Inside Out

Today you can find me guest blogging over at "Happiness From the Inside Out." This the motivational blog of the incredible Bertie Ranger. Check it out! She has some great happy thoughts!

Sunday, March 02, 2008

I got my good news

Last week sometime I had a whim of an idea to invite a band I know to play at a concert/rally for another client of mine. But then the band had another idea for me to do some other booking work for them.
Wait, was that last week or the week before? Now I can't remember.
Anyway, things multiplied, changed, flip flopped, turned around and completely changed directions so many times that I can't even begin to explain all of the variables.
But today, at 10 am, finally FINALLY, the band gave me a verbal commitment to do online publicity for them and to book them one show in Utah.
In 3 weeks. Actually, less than 3 weeks, seeing as the show is on a Tuesday.
But this is great news. I've worked there exactly 1 month and just landed a nice new client on my own!

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