93 Million Miles Away

After a dismally gloomy May in Utah, the sun has come out once more. I sure hope it's here to stay for quite some time. Help me out, everyone, and do some sun dances! I'm asking for purely selfish reasons, of course, (especially as regards the 11th of this month, so you oregonians had better participate, too) but I don't think I'm the only one who would appreciate some nice weather.

 Let's keep the sun shining!

-Me

"A banker is a fellow who lends you his umbrella when the sun is shining, but wants it back the minute it begins to rain." -Mark Twain

Willow, Tit Willow, Tit Willow

When I was in sixth grade, my music/expressive arts teacher decided that our "end of year" show would be a little one-act operetta entitled Trial By Jury. Thus I was formally introduced to Gilbert and Sullivan, a name pairing I had only heard listening to "The Pirate Song" by Ray Stevens in a passing reference to The Pirates of Penzance. A bunch of 11/12-year-olds singing light opera was probably one of the most grating-on-the-ears experiences my parents ever endured, but oh well.

As I have grown up, my experience with Gilbert and Sullivan has become a little more varied, but not so much that I can sing "Modern Major General" at full speed. I doubt that will ever happen, actually.

However, this summer, I will become more acquainted with Gilbert and Sullivan as Glen and I take the stage for a "revue" show of sorts (it will be quite the hodge-podge show, actually, but i'm only in the g&s sections). Time alone will tell if the experience will be positive or negative. Right now, I have other things to be focusing on. We'll see how I feel about it in a month.



I will be more enthusiastic than Sam, though.

-Me

"This ain't some Gilbert and Sullivan show, you know, with some little flittin' Tinkerbell!" -Ray Stevens

The Sweetest Gift

The big day is approaching, which is SO crazy, but I'm pretty dang excited. The 'rents were in town almost two weeks ago, so my sweet sis threw me a bridal shower while Mom was physically present. It was a crazy weekend, too, because I was also moving into our new place. While we gals partied, Dad and Glen took the last of my stuff and picked up the bed we bought and dropped that at the new place. Thanks, fellas! I'm glad I didn't have to do that!

It was a fun afternoon, and I loved seeing all who came. Thanks, Kelly and Becky for putting together such a nice little party for me!

 Me and my future sis-in-law Jenny

Kim and Sylvia

 Cute former roomies (and asher)

 Meg and Mash look on as I leap in excitement over the KitchenAid Mom got me

My cute family ladies who came to the shower!

Thanks so much, everyone! Y'all are awesome.

So now I'm in a new place, allllll by my lonesome until after June 11th. I'm hardly ever there except to sleep, though, so that's all right. (good thing i'm barely there, too, considering there's no furniture yet, teehee)

-Me

"Happiness in marriage is entirely a matter of chance." -Charlotte Lucas, Pride and Prejudice

White and Nerdy

Sometimes I feel like I am surrounded by cool people. Friends, cousins, etc. I think they're all excellent people. And I know you shouldn't compare yourself to others, but I occasionally still do that. (bad megan!) They take the best pictures, do the most fun things, give the best impressions of themselves to others. And as cool as they are, I wonder ... how could I ever be cool like them?

I'll have to settle for being myself (a state of being, by the way, i am normally very happy with). Sometimes, though, I really feel like I can relate to Dr. Sigmund Freud.



Oh, Siggy, somehow we'll make it.

-Me

"If you're a misfit within a group of misfits, does that mean you're actually normal and popular?" -Laura Preble

Idle Hands are ... What, Exactly?

Sometimes you do anything you can ...

... to help the work day pass more quickly. (thanks, corey, for taping glen's face to clyde.)

-Me

"Hard work never killed anybody, but why take a chance?" -Edgar Bergen

The Winner Takes it All

Well, at least I'm not alone in how terrible my bracket was picked this year. Out of 5.9 million-plus people who filled out brackets on espn.com's Tournament Challenge, only two ... TWO ... people correctly predicted all of the teams who would be in the Final Four. And 70.3% did not get any teams in the Final Four. Most of my family stands (or cowers in humiliation) among that 70.3%. Congrats to Vicki and Steph for being non-conformists and getting one pick in the Final Four.

And extra congrats (officially) to Aunt Vicki because before the tournament has even ended, you are the winner of the coveted Kelly Klan "trophy", even if your national champion pick was beaten in one of the many upsets in just the third round.

As for me, I am shame-faced by all the pink on my bracket. I will not be visiting that page for the remainder of this tournament.

Just wait until next year, Vicki. Next year.

-Me

"I'll get you next time, Gadget! Next time!" -Dr. Claw

We Have No Bananas Today

Preparing for marriage can be stressful, as many of you know. But amidst the stress, some funny conversations and debates have popped up between Glen and me. And I wanted to share one particularly frivolous one.

Bananas: Green or Yellow?

Now, I am in the green-tinted banana camp, and Glen is firmly planted in the yellow-with-some-brown-spots camp. This bodes well for our marriage, because when we go for groceries, we can buy delicious and beautiful kind-of-green bananas which I will enjoy for a couple of days, and once they go bad, Glen will happily consume them. What a symbiotic relationship we've got going. This will definitely not create a rift between us.

But what do you all think? Do you enjoy the crisp, fresh, delicious taste of a banana that still carries that green-ish hue? Or are you a mushy, over-sweet, kind-of-gross banana enthusiast? (yes, megan admits that she's attempting to sway your thinking; but it's her blog ... glen can influence you on his own blog, if he ever wants to create one.)

-Me

"Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana." -Groucho Marx