Lessons learned from Marilyn Monroe and church

Just updating my blog and watching "Gentlemen Prefer Blondes." Here's what I'm finding out.

1. Gentlemen do in fact seem to prefer blondes. Note to self, make an appointment to get my hair dyed.

2. Diamonds are a girl's best friend. Note to self. Get some diamonds.

3. It's just as easy to fall in love with a rich man as it is a poor man. Really, all I'm looking for is good health insurance.

I also picked up a tip from one of the sacrament speakers today. He held up a book that he had written. He said that it was a book of instructions in case he ever lost all of his memory. Some instructions were very serious like where to find happiness (the gospel) and some were funny like what not to believe from his parents. He said they would try and trick him into moving back in with them and marrying this girl they really like, but she doesn't like him and he doesn't like her. I was dying laughing. It made me think of what I would write down. I think it would have to be..."You do not like Sarah Palin." Remember that she is crazy and you are a moderate! I would also write down the passwords to my email account. I hate to think of me missing out on the eighty eight junk mails I get every day.

My last story comes from Sunday school. We were talking about giving and taking offense and I raised my hand with a little story. You see, I know this boy who I've been on several committees with over the past two and half years, and he ALWAYS spells my name wrong. I don't normally get upset, but when you've had two years to figure it out...Well, I decided to try spelling his name wrong in every email. I know, I know, really jr. high of me. The boy was actually in the Sunday school class but I guess never got it because I received a text today that said, "Hello Vicky! We will be meeting upstairs today."

I shared it because in many cases, more offense is taken than is ever given. I mostly believe that he isn't doing it on purpose. :)

ghost of christmas past...

Oh Christmas Tree! We found this little beauty at Smith's Marketplace. We strapped it to the roof and had gone just up the road when I saw the police lights come on. Apparently my tail light was out. No ticket was served which was a Christmas miracle because I didn't have my license.

Here's a shot of what the tree looks like with present's, a model train, and Miss Somebody's bust on the tv in the background. That's how I keep the blog edgy.

I've been told that no Christmas is complete without a visit to Temple Square to see the lights. I guess I've had 27 incomplete Christmases...Oh well. The two little chicas are my Little Sister (from big bros & sisters) and her friend.

My roommate Cherelle was kind enough to help me out this year with a little project. My little sister from the picture above wasn't going to have anything for Christmas, so Cherelle offered to organized a sub for santa with her work. It was a huge success, and so much fun shopping for them!

The final photo is a real gem! My brother-in-law Ben, myself, and my sister Toni playing the dance game on the Wii. I chose this particular shot because you can really see my hip action. It's clear in the photo that I had the best moves, but somehow Ben won. He only ever moved his arm.