I must now expound on my theory about dates, as briefly stated on facebook!
It is true, I do indeed believe that the best way to get over a ridiculous crush is to go on a date with that person. Nothing's better at shattering romantic illusions about a person than being confronted with the reality of spending time with that person in an extended, one-on-one situation. Not meant to be mean, just true!
So often in my experience, I've observed the surface qualities of a person and melded them with my mental image of what I'm looking for, and then pined over the guy (let's call him Guy A) for weeks or months. Rather depressing, doesn't uplift or enrich my life at all, and (least important facet of all) I'm sure the pining, desperate look isn't all that attractive. ;)
At some point I figured, well dennit, rather than having a long drawn out, self-destructive cycle, why don't I just ask Guy A on a date or ask him to take me on a date? (Gentlemen, you may replace "Guy A" with "Girl A.") Three crushes in a row, I went through the pine-pine-pine cycle, and all it took was the one date to cure my ailment.
This is NOT because I then developed negative feelings about Guy A. In fact, my respect and liking for each one of them increased post-date. But man, going on a date and thus being paired off for a short-term "mock" partnership is an ENTIRELY different experience from doing group things together and somewhat touching on what it's like to really spend time with a person. Most direct and easy way to find out, "oh, we don't really gel like I thought we might" or "wow, our interests are more different than I thought."
On the OTHER hand, there's nothing that can match the power of a one-on-one date to develop a strong platonic friendship between a guy and a girl, even if there's no romantic connection. I've seen girl friends of mine get asked on a date, then worry about "not wanting to encourage" a guy they didn't feel interested in - and come away having had a blast and gotten a good, loyal, close guy friend in the process. I'm sure the same is true on the flip side, with guys coming away with strong non-romantic friendships with girls after going on a date.
Furthermore, I have found that a date is not only a good way to discover you're not actually interested in someone you thought you were - or making better friends with someone you knew in a group-setting before - but going on a date can also serve to confirm by experience, rather than conjecture, that you're not interested in a guy.
Let's say you, as an unattached fe/male, suspect or find out "Guy (Girl) B," whom you're not interested in, is interested you. Guy (Girl) B then asks you on a date. So you go on the date, and the experience itself serves as confirmation of what you guessed before - you're not interested, you don't connect well. But now you know for sure and you've given Guy (Girl) B a fair chance. If they ask a second time, it's always okay to say no!
I repeat: if they retain interest, you can always say no to the second date. I know life's all more complicated than that etc, etc, but still, it breaks my heart to see awesome young men turned down without even getting a chance, not to mention awesome young women dismissed from the "realm of interest" and never ever getting asked on dates. Thar be many unsuspected "diamonds in the rough" in the dating world, and it's sad when even those diamonds lose sight of the fact that they have something precious to offer. :(
Of course, there's also the chance that going on a date with Guy (Girl) B ends up surprising you with a good time, connection, shared interest, etc that you had formerly ruled out as possible. In which case, hey look, the diamond in the rough ain't so rough anymore! :D
And all of this gives far more room for Guy (Girl) C to get their chance. Guy (Girl) C is the one that, in groups and from a distance you are interested in and really enjoy. Known or unbeknownst to you, Guy (Girl) C might have an interest or inclination toward you as well. I have a theory that if more Guy/Girl As and Bs are given their chance, more Guy/Girl Cs will take the chance as well. :)
Overall, though, my biggest wish is that young ladies wouldn't feel so pressured when asked on a date, worrying about "giving the wrong impression." Saying "yes" doesn't HAVE to mean "I am consciously interested in dating you." And if that is what it means, so much the better! :)
I tend to imagine that, if young ladies more often reserved their "no"s for more substantial reasons than vague disinclination, perhaps young men wouldn't be sticking their necks out QUITE so badly when they ask. And vice versa.
And please, I am not saying that a girl who has a "gut feeling" they shouldn't go on a date should ignore that feeling! Above all else, trust the spirit, of course. But though there are myriad valid reasons a girl (or guy) might want to say no to being asked on a date by a certain person or even going on dates at all, it is my conjecture that if we all stopped trying to balance the huge weight of FEAR OF FALSE IMPRESSIONS on the tops of our heads and just said yes, we'd get all sorts of positive experiences in return. Including, but not limited to, a potential romantic relationship. ^^
If anyone reading this comes away with the conclusion that what I'm really getting at is that I'd just like to be asked out, I dare say they've entirely missed the point.
Lauren
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Friday, June 17, 2011
Magical, Wonderful Walt Disney World!
So, most of the major summer commitments are past (funny how a few weeks ago it felt like my whole summer was booked, but now that I've reached mid-June, it's really not). And slowly but surely, I'm unwinding, as I'd hoped!
You know what? Unwinding is HARD! That might be counter-intuitive but it's true. Unwinding truly began for me when Mom, Dad, Lindsay and I went to Disney World. I was afraid it would be a rush, rush, busy week - you know, the kind of vacation that's fun, but so jam-packed with fun that you barely have time to breathe. It turned out, though, that even with getting to see everything we wanted to see...the trip was so relaxing!
Not gonna lie, the first evening there my brain kept trying to think of things to worry about, and was almost unable to deal with having nothing come up. Normally I'm constantly aware of other things I "should" or could be doing, how much money I'm spending (or making my parents spend, in this case) on a meal, what to prepare for meals, all the things at home that need my attention.
At the resort though, especially that first night, the only things we should or could be doing were...whatever we wanted. We had a dining plan, so during dinner I couldn't be mentally calculating how much I was costing my family, because it was just "1 meal" and we had meals for the whole vacay pre-paid. I didn't have to say "no, no, I'm not buying myself anything" and then feel guilty if I did, because my dad very graciously planned ahead to cover some souvenirs for me, and even ENCOURAGED me to let myself look for something I wanted. And, thanks to a fantastic Relief Society President and Compassionate Service leader...the apartment at home was entirely, beautifully clean and organized.
So, what did I do, in the face of nothing to worry about for at least a week? What else could I do but cry! Especially that first night, every random little thing just set me off - seeing the hammocks on the beach of the lake, seeing the sunlight on the water, eating dinner and having nothing to stress about. I feel a little bit silly sharing that fact with the World Wide Web (aka a few of my personal friends who read this, lol!), but I think those bouts of tears were a release of years' worth of stress and pain. Nothing could have been better for me than that week at Disney World, with that chance to cry the way I needed to!
Well, I'm getting tired of being on the computer, so I'll just give the highlights of the week in chronological order. If you want to hear about anything in more detail, just ask!
1.) The Epcot World Showcase. I spent at least a full hour in the France Pavilion, another in the Morocco Pavilion, and had a lot of fun talking to the people there native to those countries. When I said "bonjour" to the gift shop boy "Geoffroy," this is what he said about my accent: "To my ear, it is French." And I talked to the gift shop boy "Yassine" in (very limited, mostly forgotten) Arabic, and he said I had a natural accent as well. I have decided once again that I need to travel the world...or at least the mediterranean.
2.) Magic Kingdom. Going to Tom Sawyer Island like we did as kids, climbing just like we did as kids, but in places we couldn't reach as kids and probably shouldn't have gotten to as adults...heckyes!
3.) Water Park. Lazy. River. 'Nough said.
4.) Sitting along the beach and writing.
5.) Animal Kingdom. We went on the little Safari thing, and we saw (and got pictues of!) elephants, giraffes, alligators, etc, and a lion - a lion that was actually standing on a rock height, not just lazing about! Incredibly majestic.
5.) one of the best things of my WHOLE WEEK - doing the "storybook princess" thing at Magic Kingdom by myself after the family had already gone back to the room, not knowing whether it was a ride or what, and then getting to talk to Aurora, Belle and Cinderella. We discussed literature, among other things. <3!
6.) Dinner at the Akershus Royal Banquet Hall on the Norway Pavilion on our last night there. We could see fireworks through the window and had wonderful, authentic Norwegian food - and I got alllll the princesses (it was Character Dining!) to sign the front flap of my writing journal. :)
So, whether on a planned vacation or at home, with loved ones or alone, I hope you get at least a few moments this summer where there's nowhere you need to be except where you are, and you can truly unwind.
Happy June!
Lauren
You know what? Unwinding is HARD! That might be counter-intuitive but it's true. Unwinding truly began for me when Mom, Dad, Lindsay and I went to Disney World. I was afraid it would be a rush, rush, busy week - you know, the kind of vacation that's fun, but so jam-packed with fun that you barely have time to breathe. It turned out, though, that even with getting to see everything we wanted to see...the trip was so relaxing!
Not gonna lie, the first evening there my brain kept trying to think of things to worry about, and was almost unable to deal with having nothing come up. Normally I'm constantly aware of other things I "should" or could be doing, how much money I'm spending (or making my parents spend, in this case) on a meal, what to prepare for meals, all the things at home that need my attention.
At the resort though, especially that first night, the only things we should or could be doing were...whatever we wanted. We had a dining plan, so during dinner I couldn't be mentally calculating how much I was costing my family, because it was just "1 meal" and we had meals for the whole vacay pre-paid. I didn't have to say "no, no, I'm not buying myself anything" and then feel guilty if I did, because my dad very graciously planned ahead to cover some souvenirs for me, and even ENCOURAGED me to let myself look for something I wanted. And, thanks to a fantastic Relief Society President and Compassionate Service leader...the apartment at home was entirely, beautifully clean and organized.
So, what did I do, in the face of nothing to worry about for at least a week? What else could I do but cry! Especially that first night, every random little thing just set me off - seeing the hammocks on the beach of the lake, seeing the sunlight on the water, eating dinner and having nothing to stress about. I feel a little bit silly sharing that fact with the World Wide Web (aka a few of my personal friends who read this, lol!), but I think those bouts of tears were a release of years' worth of stress and pain. Nothing could have been better for me than that week at Disney World, with that chance to cry the way I needed to!
Well, I'm getting tired of being on the computer, so I'll just give the highlights of the week in chronological order. If you want to hear about anything in more detail, just ask!
1.) The Epcot World Showcase. I spent at least a full hour in the France Pavilion, another in the Morocco Pavilion, and had a lot of fun talking to the people there native to those countries. When I said "bonjour" to the gift shop boy "Geoffroy," this is what he said about my accent: "To my ear, it is French." And I talked to the gift shop boy "Yassine" in (very limited, mostly forgotten) Arabic, and he said I had a natural accent as well. I have decided once again that I need to travel the world...or at least the mediterranean.
2.) Magic Kingdom. Going to Tom Sawyer Island like we did as kids, climbing just like we did as kids, but in places we couldn't reach as kids and probably shouldn't have gotten to as adults...heckyes!
3.) Water Park. Lazy. River. 'Nough said.
4.) Sitting along the beach and writing.
5.) Animal Kingdom. We went on the little Safari thing, and we saw (and got pictues of!) elephants, giraffes, alligators, etc, and a lion - a lion that was actually standing on a rock height, not just lazing about! Incredibly majestic.
5.) one of the best things of my WHOLE WEEK - doing the "storybook princess" thing at Magic Kingdom by myself after the family had already gone back to the room, not knowing whether it was a ride or what, and then getting to talk to Aurora, Belle and Cinderella. We discussed literature, among other things. <3!
6.) Dinner at the Akershus Royal Banquet Hall on the Norway Pavilion on our last night there. We could see fireworks through the window and had wonderful, authentic Norwegian food - and I got alllll the princesses (it was Character Dining!) to sign the front flap of my writing journal. :)
So, whether on a planned vacation or at home, with loved ones or alone, I hope you get at least a few moments this summer where there's nowhere you need to be except where you are, and you can truly unwind.
Happy June!
Lauren
Friday, May 20, 2011
Oh Blessed Summer
I am in such a state of incredible joy and relief that the school year is OVER. This past semester, though it was only 9 hours, marks the FIRST semester of school in over a YEAR that I haven't had to withdraw from school (completely or partially) due to anxiety and related health issues!
YAY!
I have so much I want to do this summer. Chiefest among them is: RELAX. And not in a "withdraw-to-my-room-and-read-and-play-video-games-all-summer" kind of way. Though of course, reading and video games will feature in my relaxation schemes. :P But no, I want to get the chance to slow down and live! Video gaming, watching TV, and even reading are leisure activities, but they do keep my mind in a sort of "intensive distracted mode." It's fun, but not necessarily unwinding, and unwinding is exactly what I want for myself this summer. Especially to prepare myself for school in the fall again.
Despite my best efforts, a good chunk of my summer is already scheduled away with various commitments, but I'll do my darn'dest to preserve the slow, relaxed, let-the-body-and-mind-process-life-at-their-own-pace feeling!
For example. Last November I had another big Jane Austen fixation phase. I always love Austen, but sometimes the love comes in waves of increased intensity, often lasting 6 weeks or so. I think they consistently come every 6 months or so.
But anyway, in November, I had this whole concept of "The Jane Austen Project" - pretty much, just doing what I could to imitate the lifestyle of the country gentry in Regency period England. I wrote letters (and texts, and journal entries, etc) in the elevated language and style of the period, I watched Austen movies up the wazoo, I did my best to imitate Regency fashion in a more modern/casual manner, I put piano or harp music on in the background instead of rock or pop or Disney or musicals...it was awesome. :)
Point being, yesterday I had this desire to "take a turn about the neighborhood," as they would say. When I took Lindsay along last November, it was a bit sad how dead and city-like everything was...much concrete and construction. :( YESTERDAY, however, I had a goal to walk the most scenic, natural path I possibly could. And you know what? I was totally surprised!
Of course, the fact that it's spring helped make EVERYTHING prettier. Not only that, but I found that by angling through parking lots and patches of grass and choosing my next direction based on its apparent lushness, I actually brought myself to discover a few hidden locations of unspoiled natural beauty!
It was lovely. I dragged poor Lindsay all around, but she got to approach and pet a cat, so I think it was at least a little worth it to her. :)
And thus, my intended pattern for the summer is established! Less rush. Less seeking elsewhere for fulfillment, more exploring and enjoying what's already there.
I wish you all the loveliest of summers!
Love,
Lauren
P.S. Lindsay's 21st birthday is this Sunday, May 22nd, so shower her with LOVE!
YAY!
I have so much I want to do this summer. Chiefest among them is: RELAX. And not in a "withdraw-to-my-room-and-read-and-play-video-games-all-summer" kind of way. Though of course, reading and video games will feature in my relaxation schemes. :P But no, I want to get the chance to slow down and live! Video gaming, watching TV, and even reading are leisure activities, but they do keep my mind in a sort of "intensive distracted mode." It's fun, but not necessarily unwinding, and unwinding is exactly what I want for myself this summer. Especially to prepare myself for school in the fall again.
Despite my best efforts, a good chunk of my summer is already scheduled away with various commitments, but I'll do my darn'dest to preserve the slow, relaxed, let-the-body-and-mind-process-life-at-their-own-pace feeling!
For example. Last November I had another big Jane Austen fixation phase. I always love Austen, but sometimes the love comes in waves of increased intensity, often lasting 6 weeks or so. I think they consistently come every 6 months or so.
But anyway, in November, I had this whole concept of "The Jane Austen Project" - pretty much, just doing what I could to imitate the lifestyle of the country gentry in Regency period England. I wrote letters (and texts, and journal entries, etc) in the elevated language and style of the period, I watched Austen movies up the wazoo, I did my best to imitate Regency fashion in a more modern/casual manner, I put piano or harp music on in the background instead of rock or pop or Disney or musicals...it was awesome. :)
Point being, yesterday I had this desire to "take a turn about the neighborhood," as they would say. When I took Lindsay along last November, it was a bit sad how dead and city-like everything was...much concrete and construction. :( YESTERDAY, however, I had a goal to walk the most scenic, natural path I possibly could. And you know what? I was totally surprised!
Of course, the fact that it's spring helped make EVERYTHING prettier. Not only that, but I found that by angling through parking lots and patches of grass and choosing my next direction based on its apparent lushness, I actually brought myself to discover a few hidden locations of unspoiled natural beauty!
It was lovely. I dragged poor Lindsay all around, but she got to approach and pet a cat, so I think it was at least a little worth it to her. :)
And thus, my intended pattern for the summer is established! Less rush. Less seeking elsewhere for fulfillment, more exploring and enjoying what's already there.
I wish you all the loveliest of summers!
Love,
Lauren
P.S. Lindsay's 21st birthday is this Sunday, May 22nd, so shower her with LOVE!
Saturday, April 30, 2011
More strange things I thought as a child
I don't remember how old I was exactly, but I know our family lived in "the Moreno Valley House" in SoCal and we moved from there when I was 6, so this is from before then.
I had this vague but persistent worry that everyone in my family was an alien in disguise.
(this was before Men In Black, mind you, so it wasn't from that!)
Seeing my mom wearing a greenish clarifying mask on her face one night almost seemed like proof, but still I was reluctant to classify it a "fact" in my mind. I was in some angst about this for quite a while.
Finally, one day when Mama was helping us three younger kids brush our teeth, I came to the conclusion that I didn't need to worry about it - cause even if Mom WAS an alien, she was an alien who loved me and that's what mattered!
I also thought I could catch up to my brother Jared's age. I was really thrilled one time when I miscalculated how old I would turn that year and thought I was going to be the same age as him. I think I was 4, 5 in November, and Jared was 6, 7 in January. I thought for one joyful moment that I would be six and we'd be the same age. It really was an exhilarating feeling, till I realized I was wrong.
Whenever we got our little baby Jesus doll out for the Christmas season, I loved to hold him in my arms. Secretly, I hoped that at his Second Coming he would come as a baby again so I could hold him like that.
I had ALL sorts of theories about time and time lines and how time worked (mostly created so I could reconcile time travel being real with the knowledge that it didn't work the way it did in movies and books I loved). This is the one I settled on when I was about 9.
Time moves in waves. If you plotted it on a diagram, it would look like this:
The tick marks indicate where people are living in time. The idea was that, in between these "waves" of time where people were living and doing, the world was just a setting with no people, like a giant abandoned stage.
If someone from one of these "waves" of living time traveled to an earlier time and then came back to their own time -
Their own time would not be affected by whatever changed in the past, because they're on a different "wave." As time passes, each wave moves forward. By the time the purplish-pink "wave" got to where the green one used to be, IT would be affected by those changed in the past, but only on THAT wave.
Meanwhile, if someone tried to travel back in time but accidentally hit one of the "blank spaces" between waves, there would be no people.
Just earth, the buildings and structures as they were at that time (according to the last wave that moved through it), wind and things, but no people.
And behold! This was my theory! Hope you enjoyed,
Lauren
I had this vague but persistent worry that everyone in my family was an alien in disguise.
(this was before Men In Black, mind you, so it wasn't from that!)
Seeing my mom wearing a greenish clarifying mask on her face one night almost seemed like proof, but still I was reluctant to classify it a "fact" in my mind. I was in some angst about this for quite a while.
Finally, one day when Mama was helping us three younger kids brush our teeth, I came to the conclusion that I didn't need to worry about it - cause even if Mom WAS an alien, she was an alien who loved me and that's what mattered!
I also thought I could catch up to my brother Jared's age. I was really thrilled one time when I miscalculated how old I would turn that year and thought I was going to be the same age as him. I think I was 4, 5 in November, and Jared was 6, 7 in January. I thought for one joyful moment that I would be six and we'd be the same age. It really was an exhilarating feeling, till I realized I was wrong.
Whenever we got our little baby Jesus doll out for the Christmas season, I loved to hold him in my arms. Secretly, I hoped that at his Second Coming he would come as a baby again so I could hold him like that.
I had ALL sorts of theories about time and time lines and how time worked (mostly created so I could reconcile time travel being real with the knowledge that it didn't work the way it did in movies and books I loved). This is the one I settled on when I was about 9.
Time moves in waves. If you plotted it on a diagram, it would look like this:
The tick marks indicate where people are living in time. The idea was that, in between these "waves" of time where people were living and doing, the world was just a setting with no people, like a giant abandoned stage.
If someone from one of these "waves" of living time traveled to an earlier time and then came back to their own time -
Their own time would not be affected by whatever changed in the past, because they're on a different "wave." As time passes, each wave moves forward. By the time the purplish-pink "wave" got to where the green one used to be, IT would be affected by those changed in the past, but only on THAT wave.
Meanwhile, if someone tried to travel back in time but accidentally hit one of the "blank spaces" between waves, there would be no people.
Just earth, the buildings and structures as they were at that time (according to the last wave that moved through it), wind and things, but no people.
And behold! This was my theory! Hope you enjoyed,
Lauren
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
If You're Curious About "Us" - No, Really!
Last time I used that title for my blog, it was about a piece of art called "us" and it sounded an awful lot like something it wasn't ;) But this time it's exactly what it sounds like, I swear!
Soooooo, for those of you who I don't talk to on a regular basis, here's a translation of the bits and pieces of info floating around on my facebook profile:
"had a great, great night! Thanks to Brian Fredrickson for being the best three-legged soccer partner ever."
March 21 at 9:58pm
Translation: "I'm all happy and excited! After an awesome 3-legged soccer family home evening activity, a fellow I've been interested (read: Brian Fredrickson) and I had made plans to go on a date to see Tangled this Friday!"
"hhhhhaaaaaaaapppppyyyyyyy"
March 24 at 1:28am
Translation: "I'm super happy from the awesome, somewhat impromptu dinner date and time Brian and I spent together tonight (Wednesday night)! There's definitely something happening!"
"La la la, la la la la, la la di da da dee dum dee! hmm hmm, hmm hmm, hmm heeee :)"
March 24 at 2:53pm
Translation: "Talking and texting with Brian is so much fun and makes me feel all giggly. We like each other, isn't that great?"
"Lauren McDonald is in a relationship with Brian Fredrickson."
March 25 at 10:05pm
Translation: "We got SO excited about enjoying each other so much that we made it an official relationship! Look how giddy we are!"
"All good things in time. ♥ Lord has a better understanding of our needs and wants than we do, doesn't he?"
17 hours ago
Translation: "Brian and I took the time to really talk. He thought it'd be better to be friends first and get to know each other without 'being in a relationship,' and I think that's a way better idea!"
"Lauren McDonald is no longer listed as 'in a relationship.'"
2 hours ago
Translation: "Behold, the idea is acted upon!"
So basically, we're becoming friends. :) That shift relieved a lot of internal pressure and subconscious stress! As for whether something develops later or not - we'll see when we get there. Que sera', sera'!
Much luvs to you all! :D
Lauren
Soooooo, for those of you who I don't talk to on a regular basis, here's a translation of the bits and pieces of info floating around on my facebook profile:
"had a great, great night! Thanks to Brian Fredrickson for being the best three-legged soccer partner ever."
March 21 at 9:58pm
Translation: "I'm all happy and excited! After an awesome 3-legged soccer family home evening activity, a fellow I've been interested (read: Brian Fredrickson) and I had made plans to go on a date to see Tangled this Friday!"
"hhhhhaaaaaaaapppppyyyyyyy"
March 24 at 1:28am
Translation: "I'm super happy from the awesome, somewhat impromptu dinner date and time Brian and I spent together tonight (Wednesday night)! There's definitely something happening!"
"La la la, la la la la, la la di da da dee dum dee! hmm hmm, hmm hmm, hmm heeee :)"
March 24 at 2:53pm
Translation: "Talking and texting with Brian is so much fun and makes me feel all giggly. We like each other, isn't that great?"
"Lauren McDonald is in a relationship with Brian Fredrickson."
March 25 at 10:05pm
Translation: "We got SO excited about enjoying each other so much that we made it an official relationship! Look how giddy we are!"
"All good things in time. ♥ Lord has a better understanding of our needs and wants than we do, doesn't he?"
17 hours ago
Translation: "Brian and I took the time to really talk. He thought it'd be better to be friends first and get to know each other without 'being in a relationship,' and I think that's a way better idea!"
"Lauren McDonald is no longer listed as 'in a relationship.'"
2 hours ago
Translation: "Behold, the idea is acted upon!"
So basically, we're becoming friends. :) That shift relieved a lot of internal pressure and subconscious stress! As for whether something develops later or not - we'll see when we get there. Que sera', sera'!
Much luvs to you all! :D
Lauren
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Davido Farbela Followed Up!
In my first blog I talked about my interaction with this artist. Well, he finished the gift art he was making for me!
The Softness of Gorons by *davidofarbela on deviantART
You won't get it if you're not a Zelda fan, but this makes me VERY happy. It's a Goron. Essentially, one of a species of large, would-be fierce creatures made up of basically biological rock. They eat rocks and live in caves. Despite their awesome fighting capabilities, they're basically big, mellow sweethearts. Kind of like the Tongan people I've met. ;) But magical and made up, lol.
If you click the pic and then click the "Download" option (which doesn't mean it's saved to your computer, just that you can view it with much more detail), you can see the butterfly's reflection in his eye. :)
Anyway, just wanted to share! LATER I will have an update on what AWESOME discoveries I've made during IRISH HERITAGE MONTH :D
Lauren
The Softness of Gorons by *davidofarbela on deviantART
You won't get it if you're not a Zelda fan, but this makes me VERY happy. It's a Goron. Essentially, one of a species of large, would-be fierce creatures made up of basically biological rock. They eat rocks and live in caves. Despite their awesome fighting capabilities, they're basically big, mellow sweethearts. Kind of like the Tongan people I've met. ;) But magical and made up, lol.
If you click the pic and then click the "Download" option (which doesn't mean it's saved to your computer, just that you can view it with much more detail), you can see the butterfly's reflection in his eye. :)
Anyway, just wanted to share! LATER I will have an update on what AWESOME discoveries I've made during IRISH HERITAGE MONTH :D
Lauren
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Strange Things I Thought When I Was a Kid
Sometimes, kids just have very weird associations with things. I was thinking about that the other day and randomly felt the urge to share some of mine, so voila!
1.) Every time someone said "I'd like to bear my testimony," I thought they were saying "bury my testimony." For some reason I thought this meant that, if I "buried" my testimony enough times, I'd get to go home and the whole first floor would be filled with oversized grapes that we could play and "swim" in. I'm not sure why...I think "bury" made me think "buried in grapes"...?
2.) I thought that a Yule log was made of chocolate. I was super, super excited to see the big log in its paper wrapping, thinking how awesome it would be to get to take a bite out of it. At one point I sighed and said "when do we get to eat the Yule log?" and my mom was like "...what?"
3.) When I was a bit older and reading chapter books, I thought that sarcasm and italics were the same thing.
4.) When the soup instructions said "Stir occasionally," I asked my mom what "occasion" meant, and she told me that special occasions are like parties or celebrations. So I figured I had to dance while I stirred. Which I did, but I got exasperated with the whole process very fast and couldn't see how it would help with the soup.
I'd like to hear any of the wacky things you thought/said/did as a kid!
1.) Every time someone said "I'd like to bear my testimony," I thought they were saying "bury my testimony." For some reason I thought this meant that, if I "buried" my testimony enough times, I'd get to go home and the whole first floor would be filled with oversized grapes that we could play and "swim" in. I'm not sure why...I think "bury" made me think "buried in grapes"...?
2.) I thought that a Yule log was made of chocolate. I was super, super excited to see the big log in its paper wrapping, thinking how awesome it would be to get to take a bite out of it. At one point I sighed and said "when do we get to eat the Yule log?" and my mom was like "...what?"
3.) When I was a bit older and reading chapter books, I thought that sarcasm and italics were the same thing.
4.) When the soup instructions said "Stir occasionally," I asked my mom what "occasion" meant, and she told me that special occasions are like parties or celebrations. So I figured I had to dance while I stirred. Which I did, but I got exasperated with the whole process very fast and couldn't see how it would help with the soup.
I'd like to hear any of the wacky things you thought/said/did as a kid!
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