My Vestment.

~I have decided to include at least one word from the thesaurus in my posts.

Once upon a time I bought a pattern and navy blue fabric. I was going to make a dress. I put off cutting it out for a long time. I finally cut it out, and then put off making it for a long time.

I finally made it yesterday after a spurt of inspiration: If I make it, then I won't have to worry about it anymore!

What a great idea. I was determined to start it and finish it that night. I started it at 6pm and finished it at the grand time of 1:00am. I think I did a pretty good job on it, considering it was my first dress. I am going to make another better one later.

My machine. We got it for $15.00 from a guy who owns storage units. After a lot of oil and banging around, we finally got it to stop making funny noises.

The skirt portion all pinned up. I didn't think to take progress pictures until I was almost finished. Oh well.

Gotta love my red shoes.

Shhh... I'm musing.

I have been thinking. Should I change my blog name to just plain Simply Delightful, or leave it as Simply Delightful Photography. During the winter months I don't really have any new photos because the flowers are my main subject. Or maybe I should change it to something else. Hm... I really don't know. I will have to think about this.

I love my friends.

For the sake of having nothing to talk about, I will talk about how great my neighborhood friends are. My friends are awesome. I have known them all my life, and we have great times together. Doesn't matter that even though we are too old to play cops and robbers, we still do. We still float paper boats in ditches when it rains. We have a simple, fun life in Hurricane.

Haha, I love this picture. We were laughing so hard when we took it.

Nothing to talk about... Oh! I went to EFY on Saturday. It was really good! One of the speakers told this story that I thought was hilarious.

A returned missionary had just applied for college. One of his professors thought anyone who believed in God was dumb. He picked on the people who did, but he picked on Mormons even more.

The first day of his class he walks in and the first thing he says is:

"Who in here believes in God?"

About half the class raises their hands. He then said,

"Who in here are Mormons?"

The returned missionary raised his hand. The professor turned on him and said,

"Okay, Mormon. Have you ever seen God?"

The returned missionary answered

"No"

"Have you ever touched, tasted, or smelled God?"

"No"

"Have you ever heard God?"

The missionary said again, "No."

The professor smiled and said

"Then I conclude therefore, there is no God."

He then proceeded to start his lesson. The returned missionary raised his hand and asked if he could say something. He stood up and faced the class.

"Professor, have you ever seen your brain?"

The professor warily answered,

"No."

"Have you ever touched, tasted, or smelled your brain?"

"No."

"Have you ever heard your brain?"

"No."

The returned missionary smiled and said,

"Then I conclude therefore, you have no brain."

BURN!

Flower Forecast.

Spring flower pictures are my favorite. Actually, I don't even know what time of year these flowers bloomed. They just looked sort of springy to me. I have probably posted these pictures already, but I don't have any new flower pictures due to winter. But don't worry! There is one little flower that is just about to bloom outside our porch. And the daffodils are already shooting up.

I am not a winter girl. Never was, never will be.

Hm...

I just got home from school. School, I have a love-hate- relationship with it. I love going there to learn and be with my friends, but I hate it when I can't remember how to do something or I don't get what we are learning. It gets on my nerves. The food is horrible. They used to make this really good fluffy crust pizza and then they reverted to greasy-no cheese-meat chunk pizza. The hallways are dark and gloomy, which is probably why most of my classmates wear black, heavy makeup, and are always depressed. They blend in with the lockers. Other than all of its other faults, school is great.

Enough about depressing school talk. Here is a random quote.

"You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses."

-Unknown

1-17-10

Its amazing how much fun you can have with little kids! These are random pictures from last year, I can't believe how many hilarious pictures I took when I had nothing else to do.

Red hot chili peppers.

My dad and I went over to our apartments where one of the tenants had a garden. Since Sis. Gardner (haha, I know, ironic.) moved out, the garden was now ours. So we went over there to see what was there, and meanwhile, I took pictures of peppers.

Makes me feel very Hispanic.

Milk.

So I found out yesterday that I am allergic to milk. NO! I can't believe it. Actually I can believe it because I drink 3 huge glasses of milk almost everyday. Anyway, for the time being, I have reverted to almond milk. Once you get past the thinness of it, it is actually quite good. So, to make my self happier, I have posted spring pictures to make me feel fresh and happy :)

Uh... Wait. Gosh, I can't remember.

I can't even remember what this post was going to be about. I had a thought about my thumbs, and I decided to draw a picture of them. And now I can't even remember what I was going to say. I might as well tell you about my thumbs. They are short and stubby. Don't know where I got them from. I think they are rather funny, all I have to do is give a thumbs up to one of my friends and they will start laughing their heads off. I have come to like my thumbs. Which is a good thing because believe it or not, thumbs are part of your self esteem!

Rrrrrraaaaannndommmm post.

My thumb. Quite a resemblance.

I love trampolines.

When ever I say: "Lets go jump on the tramp." I feel like I am saying something mean. I wonder if people from other countries came over and heard me say that, if they would actually think I was going to jump on a tramp. That would be bad. Anyway, yesterday my friend Veronica and I took pictures of us jumping on the trampoline. My nephew tagged along pretending to be Darth Vader. I gave him a cape to wear, this is what he said: "Does this really belong to Darth Vader?"

(I am in the blue sweats, Veronica is in the black.)

I had a lot of fun. Even though my socks got really black. But that makes it even funner! (Yes, I am aware that funner isn't a word.)