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22 June 2009

I WANT big girl shoes

Fielding and I are trying to get everything together for our trip to Havasupai.The river/pool has rocks at the bottom that will hurt our feet. So while we were at Smith Market Place, we picked some up.

Fielding found his size easily. I figured that it would be about the same for me, but it wasn't that easy. I tried on a size five, too big. I moved to a lower size, 3 and it fit just right. I can't believe how tiny they are and that they actually fit me. As we left the store, I kept telling Fielding "I don't want little girl shoes. I want big girl shoes." He just laughed at me.

I can't even remember the last time I fit into a size 3 shoe size. Okay, I remember what the shoe looked like, but I don't remember the last time that I wore them.













Fielding also likes to crack jokes about how tiny my feet are. But sadly, I can literally fit my feet with my shoes on into Fielding's shoes. I guess a girl can always use another pair of shoes.

08 June 2009

The one, the only: Becky Boberg

I have so many great memories of Ms. Boberg. I was in both her AP US History class and Religion class. The first day of AP US History she told us that we were going to fail our first test. This was a tactic to get rid of any kids that weren't willing to put in the work for the class and also because it was true. Our first test rolled around and I'm pretty sure every single kid in our class failed or got the lowest grade they'd ever gotten on a high school test. From there, any students left in the class began to learn and understand the kind of commitment that was required to do well in school and in life. It was the first time I stayed up all night to finish a school project and one of the best classes I've ever had, including all of my college courses. Because of her unrepentant ways, I learned to love not only history, but Ms. Boberg as well. She was the kind of person that I wanted to be. I wanted to be the kind of person who could connect with people, make them laugh, teach them, respect them, and garner their respect and admiration in turn.

And like I said, I've got many stories that I remember about her.

I remember walking up to her desk one day in class to ask her a question and being so caught off guard by her eyes. Instead of asking my question I asked her if she wore contacts. She said no and I responded lamely with, "wow, your eyes are really green". Then there was the time in Religions when she explained the word phallus. A kid had used it in his report to the class and didn't know what it meant. Of course she gave him crap, and asked him to explain what it meant. He finally admitted that he didn't know and so she did. He blushed for quite a while over that one.
Lastly though, I remember her signature. I was her TA during my senior year for the Religions class my last semester and a girl had asked her for a recommendation letter. Becky had us write it up the letter and sign it because she was out of town when it was due. I didn't want anyone to question its authenticity so I practiced her signature. It was really hard to copy and looked fantastic. Unfortunately I've never been able to adopt her looping B's.
I will miss her charisma, smile, and charm. I will miss her references to her druid ancestry and human sacrifices. I will miss her love of history and tab. But mostly I feel sorry for all of the students who will miss the opportunity to sit in one of her classes and learn. She was and will always be one of my favorite teachers.

And who knows. Maybe one day I'll be able to figure out which one I want to be a history teacher or an attorney. She once told me that if she hadn't been a teacher she would have been a guardian ad litem.

Her life has touched so many. She will be remembered and missed.

03 June 2009

I got left alone unsupervised

Okay, so I know that it might come as a shock to a lot of people, but I love makeup. It is amazing to me to see how a person can change their entire look by changing their hair or by applying some makeup.

I played with some eyeliner to see how much versatility it has. Apparently Fielding left me alone a little bit too long. By the time he asked what I was doing, I'd already drawn way too much on my face. Let's face it. All of these different styles definitely clash and would look terrible in a picture. See example A to the left. =)

















A couple of nights later, I got some new makeup and wanted to see What I could do with this.












The eyeshadow was Loreal's HIP eyeshadow. I love it. It is always as bright as it appears in the container. I mean check out the gold. If that isn't amazing. I don't know what is.













I think the idea for the makeup was a combination of a peacock feather and inspiration from the gold eyeshadow.












I'm hoping that I can convince one of my friends to let me do some wicked crazy makeup on them and then take some pictures. I think it would work best with a classical background. I guess we'll just have to see how it all goes.

I guess at least I got to have a bit of fun. =)