those are very powerful words. yes.

So, You've Got Mail. I have a thing for this movie, along with most girls. But, no offense to most girls, I feel like I have more of a thing. Not all, but most. So anyway, this evening, while doing my homework, I was watching it. Let me proactivly answer a question: I can watch that movie while doing my homework because i've seen it so many times I dont even need to look at the screen. I already know whats going on, I just listen really. When I got this movie for my 17th birthday I watched it every single day for at least two months. Thats real. I have habit of over watching movies. To an extreme level. I'm not sure why I keep watching the same 10 movies over and over, but I just keeping watching them.
But back to You've Got Mail. Tonight while I was listening, shopgirl saying..."I lead a small life - well, valuable, but small. And sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it or because I haven't been brave?" ...got me thinking. Yes, I'm throwing out quotes. And yes, I would like to ask myself the same question. I'm just sayin. Take it as cheesily as you want, but its a good question and point.

I wonder if i've justifed how "small" my life is, and if I really am semi disapointed with myself because im not doing something a little more exciting. Or am I honestly happy with simplicity. Nope simplicity is the wrong word, my life isn't simple. Uh, am I honestly happy with ... well small. Perhaps I need to up my bravery. So the first thing that comes to mind when up-ing bravery, is change. Something that kind of intimidates me. I am thinking i'd like to flee the country. Even for a short period of time.  Europe? Sure. Anywhere really.  But does leaving the country really mean bravery? I don't think so. What the heck is brave? (We all know that brave is short for brave-er-y.) Maybe being brave means that I stay here instead of spend money? Maybe being brave means that I focus more on school? It could mean I learn to do something totally new? It could mean a lot of things. Eh bravery. Who needs it?

Welllllll on a different You've Got Mail note.......Favorite scene from the movie:

Actually from here until the end of the movie... and really part of the reason is because Signed Sealed Delivered is playing right before this. Also, because of the friendliest flower. Also, Tom's eyes when he says "I do." Also, the vase line. How legal is it to be able to put clips of movies on here? Oh youtube.

I'm Removing the Superfluous Colors

We all know George Banks and his frustration as an American consumer....

Old George. He is onto something. Here is my relatable displeasure with marketing companies....

It's a tad different then hot dog buns, but i'm pretty sure I have a point here. If not, just humor me. It makes a lot of sense in my head.
So the movie How to Train your Dragon, its a hit in the childrens world.  Funny enough, i'm not even a fan of the movie. But this really gets me.

So first, what color is he???

Is he blue?

Is he black?

 

And this guy....

Is he green?

orange??

or blue?

Who the heck really knows anymore.

You see, here is the problem. 

Big shots over at the plastic dragon making companies, book companies, and film industries, they all get together with each other, and decide to rip off the American public. They think they can just switch up the colors of these dragons whenver they want. So the consumer, slash the consumers child with a very convincing reason as to why they need yet another dragon, will be sucked into buying it. These kids they go to the store and they think well heck, i've got to have the orange zippleback, the blue zippleback, AND the green zippleback.

Why you ask, do I have such a concern for this when I myself don't even like the movie, let alone play with dragons? 

 A) As it turns out, I do play with dragons. I have this friend, and we play with dragons all the time. And i'm sick of explaining to him why the same dragon is different colors. I'm sick of saying, "Yes your blue toy Night Fury, is in fact the same character as the black Night Fury in the book." I'm sick of explaining it, because THERE IS NO EXPLANATION.
 B) One day, (in the VERY distant future i'm sure) I will be one of these mothers buying my children 12 of the same dragon because they need all versions of it.
C) This problem spreads across a variety of marketing areas. From hot dog buns to dragons. 

They're all trying to scam us! 

italiani di visitare

We have a foriegn exchange student, Marti.  

We think she is crazy and loud.

  We're glad she is here. She's fun to have around.

We think she makes our family better.

We have anticipated her parents visiting... 

They brought us Italian candies, pasta, and books. 

They made us delicious, authentic food. Twice.

They tried hard to communicate even though they spoke little English.

They did more things in Salt Lake in a week then we have our whole lives. 

They love Walmart.

They were intrigued with temple square.

They have cool shoes.

They love steak.

They were so gracious about everything we did and said to them.

I am really glad they came.

I love that without talking much, you can know people.

I love how quickly I felt connected.

I love that we're going to visit them in Italy. (I figure if I make that a statement, it's true.)

I love that we got to learn about their culture.

I love what sweet parents they are.

I love our Italian friends. 

I'm just sayin'

Typically i'm not an every day blogger. But glance down at bullet #1 on snowy days post, for background, and just hear this nine minutes out...
Also, the times are approximate. Obviously I wasn't looking at the clock.

8:38 a.m.
Put in a pice of toast.
8:39 a.m.
Its not adequately toasted, so I push it down again. Also, I start cooking an egg.
8:41 a.m.
Its burned. I'm ticked.
8:41.5 a.m.
Put in a new piece of toast. Turned the heat up to see if I can do it all in one.
8:43 a.m.
Remove my perfectly cooked egg from the pan onto a plate. But since I was busy with the egg, I forgot about the toast.  Look in the toaster, and the toast is back behind the little holder thing somehow. I then get a knife and lean down to try and get it up before it catches on fire or something. Meanwhile while i'm leaning down, my hair touches the stove burner and sizzles...apparently I left that on. I then unplug the toaster, realizing its probably not safe to be sticking a knife in there with it on.
8:44 a.m.
Switch over to a fork instead of a knife...better grip on the toast.

8:44.5 a.m.

I realize how loud this song is blasting...

      .....and my phone is ringing. Thank you Alyssa Child.
8:45 a.m.
I get out the toast with a fork, and put in a new one.
8:47 a.m.
Everything is fine. I'm eating an egg and a piece of toast (#3), while chatting with a pal.

I'm just sayin' that was a little rough, and unnecessary.  I think something is wrong with the toaster... Or i'm very open to the idea that there is just something wrong with me.

snowy days and tuesdays always get me thinking

Here are a few questions i've been thinking over...

• why on earth can't our toaster just toast the bread perfectly? If I turn it low, I have to cook it four times. The third time, it's hardly toasted, the fourth time it's burnt. If I turn it up, it burns quickly. So really, the question is, at what rate do I want to burn my toast? It ticks me off.
• is wearing an outfit of five neutral colors only really ok with the fashion world now? Or have I just convinced myself of that because I do it so often?
• why have I been driving with the music so loud lately? Am I loosing my hearing? Am I afraid of the noises my car makes? 
• why can't I wait to turn 21? Oh yeah, to see him, June 22nd. And also, reguarly go to bars.
• how have orthodontists not come up with a faster technique to straighten teeth then braces, for a year+? I feel like there should be a shorter process by now... maybe there is one...
• why would anyone want to be an audiologist? It just isn't that interesting. 
• how do people have the motivation to spend a large amount of time studying every day? Maybe if I could figure that out, i'd find out why people want to be audiologists.
• how do people have the motivation to exercise every day? slash the time really... slash the ability to coordinate showering at the appropriate time to avoid showering twice. Showering, it always convinces me not to. 
• why do I always spell exercise...exersize the first time?
• why do I love the Italians that are visiting, that I hardly know, so much? I hardly know them.
• how am I NOT supposed to eat all the Italian chocolate slash sweets they brought us??
• I also love them. Where were they prior the discovery, two months ago?
• what the heck am I going to do today? When my JOB gets canceled, it really throws my day off. I know... I'll (exersize) exercise...shower....study audiology...
• should I get another job?
• what am I doing with my life? This one is the over powering one... right after the toaster one of course.

Sweater vs Henley

I have this professor...who will remain nameless...that wears one of two outfits every day of class.
Kinda like this kid. Except he only has one outfit..

Outfit #1: a wide cut, brown, tan, oatmeal and dark red striped sweater.
OR
Outfit #2 a tan henley.
(these are both worn with the same jeans and the same shoes)

Every. Day. Of. Class. He is wearing one of those. Granted, I only have the class twice a week. But I actually feel like that makes it worse. I mean really, if you only have to make an appearance twice a week, that gives you even more reason to switch it up. Come up with two outfits a week! Thats all!
After about week 3 of school, I started wondering if I was making his repetativeness up. Which is why I made the following list on a sticky note:

Sweater tracking: Feb 2, Feb 7, Feb 16, Feb 21
Henley tracking: Feb 9, Feb 14, Feb 23, Feb 28

I realize youre probably thinking, "Sarah just went and wrote down all the Monday and Wednesdays in February and picked which article of clothing he wore." But really. This is so real. So very real.

I guess it's really a good thing. It keeps me going to class. I'm always in anticipation to see which one he is wearing. Here is a little detail I should probably admit though... today is the FIRST day he wore something different since the tracking. He wore a Columbia fleece, all the way zipped up. I'm convinced he wasn't wearing a shirt/anything under it. Anyway, this kind of makes this whole thing useless, but whatever.
The tracking shall continue.
I'll keep you all updated, because I know everyone is DYING to see what he wears next.