Tuesday, July 28, 2009

I'm excited.....

About these new letters I have posted to my website Frame The Alphabet.
This is one of Connor's curls. Cute, huh?

This was at the Capital building in SLC.
(Doesn't this bench make the perfect R?)

Again, Capital building.

Yet again, Capital.

Temple square, SLC.
I got a ton more,but these pics have already become the new favs of my customers.
Which is your favorite?
Visit my site to see the rest: http://www.framethealphabet.com/

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Open Letter.

So I really like this idea I saw over at On The Front Porch blog. Wendy has such a good sense of humor and I get a laugh daily. Read some of her open letters here and here.

Here is mine:

Dear Gym Goers,

Correct me if I am wrong, but I thought the purpose of going to the gym was to get sweaty, and let's say........work out? However, I get the drift that most of you are there for other reasons. What, with all the cologne you are wearing, and the minimal amount of clothing that is covering your body, and LACK of sweat dripping off of you, one might get the wrong impression. That perhaps you aren't there to work out, but rather, you are there to pick up chics or to be part of a social cliche, or to look your best. For those of us who are there to use the gym for it's original purpose , we tend to get a little choked up by the cloud of fumes permeating off your body. Do you think that the 12.2 ounces of cheap perfume you put on is going to cover up the stench of your sweat, should you actually decide to break into one? However, I do get enjoyment out of watching a mini soap opera unfold before my very eyes. It is extremely interesting when things get a little monotonous on the treadmill to watch the girls fall all over one guy who clearly thinks he is Romeo. Only to see that girl A, has now found out about girl B. Oooh, can't wait til next week's episode. As for me, please don't talk to me while I am running, WITH headphones on(those aren't by accident), and try to strike up a conversation. I am not there to do anything but workout, and get an old fashion sweat on.


Dear Angry guy at the gym,
Why so angry? Is it all the pretentious gym goers? They make me angry too, I understand. But Angry guy, I think your anger goes deeper. You were hitting that punching bag like you saw a face in it that drove you to kill. Who has made you so mad Angry guy? Has someone offended you beyond your control? With all the muttering and mumbling to yourself, I have to believe that you were either talking to your inner voice, or practicing what you would say to the person that has made you so angry when you encounter them. Good luck with your inner demons. And remember, it's easier to smile than frown, so turn that frown upside down.
Nevermind that last statement. Forget I said anything.
I promise to stay out of your way Angry guy.
Dear Lady who sings out loud with headphones on,
You are at the gym, not an audition. You are singing loud, very loud in fact. People can hear you. And they are laughing.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

If you see me.....

Sailing through a parking lot on one of these,
just wave.

I haven't quite grown up yet.
Only if you see me next to the cart like this:

should you be worried.

Saturday, July 11, 2009


What to do?

I am a little torn here.

I have been having Anonymous visitors leaving comments.

It kinda bugs me a little, I don't like not knowing who said something to me.

And, how am I supposed to reply to someone that is Anonymous?

As of yet, I haven't had anything offensive left.......yet.

But I am sure it will happen.

I am sure I will be left feeling totally violated.

BUT, I don't want to have to make my blog private.

I don't want all of my comments left for others to now be Anonymous.

Any suggestions?!

*btw.....to the person who left the last Anonymous comment:

I read your info, and it's not the same thing. In fact, I disagree with using hot sauce, I think it is cruel. A dab of vinegar would NEVER cause the tongue to swell or any adverse side effect similar to that.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009


Better than time out.
Better than losing toys.
Better than spanking.
A lil dab of this on the tongue, straightens him right up!
Best thing ever.
We call it Yuck.

Sunday, July 5, 2009


He LOVED it!

Doesn't it look like this firework is right next to them?

He kept reaching for the sky saying "Boom-Boom"

*I am not sure why, but this year Our fireworks here were very.....uh, minimal.
Can't wait til Boomsday!

Saturday, July 4, 2009


and the bread box was only $5

I love thrift stores.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

I am in love.......ahhhh.

Anyone want to support Crystal's "I don't need any more shoes, but I want---um..... I admire these shoes" fund?

They have a ton more shoes and clothing, and jewelry, and home decor, and......well just go check it out. Plasticland.