Where The Wild Things Are

The assignment was to "Create a Dream". One of my dreams is to be a children's book author/illustrator. This is my first try at a book cover in Adobe Illustrator. :) This is my take on "Where the Wild Things Are" from my own childhood. This is my sister Jane and I. Yes I did have an outfit just like that.

Little Chats

Holy Moses, I am stunned and amazed at how often Heavenly Father prepares you in advance for certain moments in life. I am enrolled in institute currently (Women in the Scriptures) and it's awesome. Regardless of my lack of time, I am so glad I chose to take Institute. The way I listen best in class is by doodling, so, I always take my sketchbook to class with me and while I doodle I make notes of things that stick out to me. Today I was blessed to have a really important conversation with my brother Oliver, one that has the potential to be life changing. As the four of us were talking (parental advisors included) I was prompted to pull out my sketchbook. Unaware of the golden thoughts it obtained, I found the answer I felt I needed to share. It was a reminder to all of us, especially myself. Sometimes we get so caught up in the business of life we forget what is really important. (Thank you Alysha for posting that talk by Dieter F. Uchtdorf "Of Things That Matter Most.") Since I know you are all dying to know what the golden thought was, I'll reveal the secret to happiness. It was a big, bold P.T.L.F. Put The Lord First. Do this in your life and I promise Heavenly Father will bless you in whatever it is you need help with. :)

Tunes

Natasha Bedingfield
"A little too much"

I is a big kid now?

I learned how to pop-lock-and-drop-it today. Definitely going to put that on my resume.

LOLer.

Bad News. REALLY BAD NEWS!

Found out some bad news. As you can see by the time of this post it's pretty late. Let me tell you why I'm still awake. Since I am an athlete at UVU we get priority registration so we can work our schedules around practice as much as is permitted. Moving right along, I had my schedule all ready to go, as priority registration begins at 12:01 AM, you have to be ready or else you can't get the classes you need at the times you need them and then life is just a lot harder than it needs to be. Anyway all my classes worked except one, the one and only dreaded class that came straight from the depths of hell. You got it, MATH! Since I took 1010 already I thought I would be able to register for the next one I need for my major which is 1030 (got to love being an art major). HOWEVER (this is where the bad news comes in) when I tried to register for 1030 it wouldn't let me, I was so confused so I read over the requirements, you had to pass 1010 with a C or higher. NBD, I went back to check what I got in 1010... C-. I just want to die. If I could even begin to tell you how hard math 1010 was for me you would just be sick for me. I honestly could cry right now. I put so much work in that class for a lousy C- (not my proudest moment of college but hey you do what you can right?) I can truly say that C- was the best I could do. So here we go again. Ah, someone stab me PLEASE!

Happy Halloween

This is new, but for once in my life I have no idea what to say...

I guess that's a lie because I do have something to say, I'm hungry.

Maybe I should have rephrased that to "I have nothing worthwhile to say today."

I hope you guys have a Marvy Harvy Halloween!

Bristol Board, Acrylic Paint,
Paintbrushes, Paper Towels,
5 Straws,  Cup of Water.