I made it to the Canada

today we are going to see FEIST!!!!!!!!!!!!! woot!woot!

I know you're all jealous, because I have been eating french fries with gravy and cheese curds and drinking my milk from a bag...but I'll be home soon, eh

my girls

Here are three of the girls (Amanda, Brianna and Jasmen) I have been working with on my digital story telling internship. Hmmm...so far I have been unsuccessful at explaining to anyone what exactly it is we are doing, so I'm certainly not going to try here. You'll just have to wait for our finished projects (which will be online near the end of December). But for now, aren't they cute?!

happy T day

Yeah, I made that beast with my own two hands and a pair of bamboo needles. The big question is: If you were a dude, would you wear it? actually, Would you pay to wear it? I made it for our ward's sub for santa auction, but I don't know, I look pretty hot in this picture (pjs at 1pm, no surprise there) so if the bids aren't high enough I may just sneak it on back home.
Well happy thanksgiving. Last year I wrote a big ole list of gratitude and for my sacrament meeting talk this last sunday I pulled a similar stunt (having not written anything useful up until 10 minutes to blastoff), so THIS year my loves, I won't bore you with any of that nonsense. Instead I'll just offer a simple story of thanks:
hmmmm.
I forgot it, so I guess I'm not all that grateful after all. what a re.
well, love you. keep it real: eat turkey. For those of you who I will see in less than a month: see you in a month. for those of you I won't: how sad :(, maybe you should see me?. and for those of you who see me all the time, but are reading this blog illegally: stop stalking me. in the spirit of T day, however, I love you all. regardless of your current status. ingats: erin

100 things about me (who else)

1. I like my yolks runny
2. And my toast well done
3. My ears are totally different from each another
4. I like my socks mismatched
5. Or not at all
6. My favorite color has been blue, green, yellow and red
7. But never pink
8. Right now it’s white
9. My favorite month is October
10. I’ve never seen a UFO
11. Or a ghost
12. Or a moose
13. I am secretly superstitious
14. I have had the most pets of all my siblings
15. And the least fillings (0)
16. I’m Dado’s favorite granddaughter (or so I’ve been told)
17. I cannot surf
18. Or snowboard
19. Or cook
20. But I plan to learn eventually
21. I am a loyal friend
22. And a horrible backseat driver
23. I’m a gentle kisser
24. I have a collection of pens that won’t work, but still have ink in them
25. I can’t stand to throw them away
26. My hope springs eternal
27. I’ve eaten a lot of weird stuff, including: octopus tentacles, cow stomach, rattlesnake, pig ears & brains (mixed with mayonnaise), dog, balut, beetles, and cow poop soup
28. I have never eaten rabbit
29. I have a mad crush on Christopher Walken
30. Sometimes I am politically incorrect
31. I like to eat my food with chopsticks
32. I’m attracted to wit
33. But turned off by guile
34. I love handwritten letters
35. And I never throw away a good one
36. Music is my heroin
37. I’ve had my heart seriously broken, at least once
38. Maybe twice
39. I have never broken a bone
40. But I’ve had stitches on my chin twice
41. And had surgery 3 times
42. I hate eggnog
43. Black licorice
44. And green pepper
45. But every once in a while I eat them just to shake things up
46. George Harrison is my favorite Beatle
47. Come Come Ye Saints is my favorite hymn
48. Thursday is my favorite day
49. I can sit and think for hours without getting bored
50. I hate being alone at night
51. I admire ascetic lifestyles
52. I find beautiful people hidden in unlikely places
53. I laugh when people fart
54. Once I love someone I don’t ever stop
55. But earning my love can take years
56. I dream about Frank, my dog, more than anyone else
57. Merran Owen is 2nd
58. I suck at lying
59. But sometimes I lie anyway
60. I can’t talk about anatomy or physiology without geeking out
61. I used to be crazy scared of spiders
62. But now I like them (they eat bugs)
63. Except when they jump
64. I hate flying cockroaches
65. I don’t remember my Father
66. Except for his funeral
67. I have a crap sense of direction
68. And always make faulty first impressions
69. I can’t do a straight cartwheel
70. On good days I am a believer
71. I write songs and poetry for my ears only
72. Stranded on an island I would read Les Misrables
73. Eat pizza
74. Listen to the Messiah
75. And take Andrew Colin Beck
76. I love paintings by Vermeer
77. I have studied Russian, French, Swahili, Tagalog, Ilokano and Spanish
78. But I have forgotten most of it
79. I like horizontal stripes
80. Even on fat people
81. When I’m alone I talk to myself
82. And argue with the radio
83. And dance wildly
84. I don’t take hints, as a rule
85. I keep a messy room
86. I have never voted
87. But this year I registered for the first time
88. I think I’m a democrat
89. Or a libertarian
90. I never met a piece of sushi I didn’t like
91. But sake nigiri is my favorite
92. In my experience, to understand someone is to love them
93. I believe in love at first sight
94. But some of my greatest loves started as great loathes
95. I hate flossing
96. I have bad posture
97. Dogs and kids bring out the best in me
98. Unless they’re mean
99. I chew on my pens
100. This is my 100th post on my blog

sushi strike

our happy halloween

the 66

Leslie and I are going to be Leslie and the Lys for Halloween. I guess that automatically makes me the "Lys". We spent several hours last night shopping for rhinestone sweaters and waiting on the 66.
Bus 66 is my lifeblood right now because it connects me (home & Les) to work, church, school, Abs and coolidgecorner. too bad it's always running late. it's supposed to go every 10 minutes but lately you'll wait half an hour and then it will come with 2 or 3 buses in tow. man that bus. I think I'm going to start a 66 fan club. It's okay 66, you're doing great. I love you

Obama and me in Kindergarten

what's a girl to do

when she suddenly finds herself alone after two incredible weeks with two of her best friends (the mom and Tanya)?? it's a hard life.

Actually that's what I wanted to talk about. I was thinking of something the beautiful Becca Smith wrote once on her blog, which was that everyone seems to be going through something hard right now. this year there has been so much sickness, death and war. lately I feel like so many of the people I love have been carrying the weight.

I am ready for everyone's lives to go back to boring old "fine". But if things don't, I want you all to know that I love you and I am here to send you pics of me in fake mustaches when you're sad and blackmail-worthy scandalous pics when you doubt my love, and over the top cheesy emails pretty much whenever. Because I love you, dang it, And I'm going to love you come hell or highwater. so get used to it.

That's it. have a happy week! have a fine week. you are beautiful ;)

erin

the mom is here

good times. I have had two back to back guests and though poor Leslie is probably ready to not have a bum living on the couch, I am happier than a dirty shirt

Two pics hiking with the mom in the NH white mountains

Mom, me and Leslie Looking pretty great after the Tufts 10K (which mom smoked!!)

dude love

tan

the new place :)

kind of lame, but at least you can see where I live






bonus footage :)

our new place

standard and fantasy color

Isn't our view sweet. I don't have a camera, but I'll use Leslie's later

Hey Merran Owen!!

ps

sorry that's my only digital pic of you and your birthday was on the 23rd, but happy bday anyway! shout out to the prairie.

THIS IS IT! for now

Hey dudes.
I am back in boston and things are a little nuts
so you can count on more Boston it Up DELIGHT!! early September. and it's going to be delightful!, so, as Yoda always says, HOLD ONTO YOUR BUTTS!

peace out
no doubt
ben stout

Top 5 Mysteries of Mexico

5. No Catcalls
(as opposed to constant harrassment in the other countries I've visited)
4. Refridgeration?!!
they have refridgerators, why don't they use them? I don't get it.
3. Horrible/complete lack of Water Pressure
Like, showering in a trickle and flushing 3 times (everytime) to get everything down. I don't know, this is pretty typical for outside of the US, so I guess the real mystery is Why is the US's water pressure so good...?
2. People who actually understand my Spanish (sometimes)
I always feel like I'm getting away with some kind of deception, like a kid making up a fake language, like it's always shocking when people can actually understand and give an appropriate response (and then sometimes I understand THEM and it's crazy!!)
1. Where are all the Burros??!!!!!

this silly little story about my soup

A quick one. Back in Cuernavaca (I'm in Taxco now, which is so much better) it was always such a pain trying to get food. Well I had spent a whole day climbing up and around these pyramids on just the 2/3 of a mango that Fanny, my 80 yearold landlady, always gives me in the morning. When I finally got back to town (after waiting 2 hours for a bus that supposedly runs every half hour) it was late enough that I had to hurry and take my minibus home where there are lots and lots of cheesy ceramic animal shops, but not a lot foodwise. I was so exhausted, but I was also so hungry I kind of slumped around town looking for food. Finally I found a restaurant open and I was so happy. I sat down and they handed me a menu and since I didn't understand any of it I just pointed to something and hoped for the best.
So the waitress brought me a bowl of basically hot chicken water with a few sad carrot slices and cilantro leaves. At the point I started to wonder if maybe I had ordered a meal, like the people next to me and like I've had before here--where they give you little courses and soup is the first course. Afterall I think I pointed to something on the menu involving chicken and surely that meant whatever it was had to actually have some chicken in it. So my dilemma was do I eat all my soup and lots of the free tortillas, assuming this will be my only meal, or do I just eat a little and hope this is only the first course. (You would think I had another option, which is try and figure it all out with the waitress, but my exhaustion and the 80mph spanish of the waitress at this point wouldn't let me).
In the end that sad soup was the only thing I got and if I had known I would have at least eaten all my free tortillas.
That's the whole story. I think Pat and I had very similar experience one hungry, and frustrating, night in Zanzibar. Yeah for world travel and confusion.

Bob Esponja

is Spongebob Squarepants in Spanish