Important note: If there is a question I don't wish to answer, I'll repeat the question back to you.
For example: "Hey Hillary, do you like french toast?" "Umm Hey (person), do you like french toast?"
F-Y-I

Let me take yo picture!


I'm falling way behind on Resolution #14 and I really need to work on my photos of people.

The most darling thing happened today
Background story: Audrey and I decided we wanted to go to Clementine's for dinner and a coffee drink for her and pumpkin cocoa for me. But the parking lot was full so we went across the street to Eastside Cafe for the first time. Everything was a slightly out of our preferred price range. Audrey asked if I was getting anything and I said I just didn't feel comfortable spending $12 on dinner without having planned on it.
Apparently the lady at the table next to us heard everything. After she left, a waitress came over with an envelope and told us the lady had overheard us and wanted to give us a gift certificate-- for $40. Isn't that just the sweetest thing? We want to do that for a group on Guadalupe, just hand them a gift certificate to Kerbey Lane or something.
Anyway, we invited Blake over for dinner since we hadn't seen him in a while and that $40 gift certificate was just enough to cover a meal for all of us.

I found out why there is a single red swing between the architecture building and the HRC on campus: redswingproject.org

In the running for best idea ever? Yes.

Today I received a bill for my hospital visit back in the Fall. For the two-hour visit during which I only saw a doctor for fifteen minutes and which left me in more pain than before. There wasn't even the usual procedure of shining that light in my ears or putting a Q-Tip down my throat, no tests or anything, nothing that would have cost anything- just a sadistic man telling me to move when I couldn't do so without screaming and/or crying. Apparently, I owe $107 for this waste of time that shaved at least a day or two off my life expectancy. And that amount is after what my insurance paid and such. Before all that, the bill in its entirety comes out to $1095. I'm not exaggerating, nothing was done for me except more harm, the doctor barely even touched me I was just instructed to move and handed a flyer on my condition and given a prescription. If it cost all that money for nothing, imagine what it costs for someone going in with the flu or after having just suffered a stroke. If you're still one of those holding out against universal health care, you're a ridiculous and sheltered person at present. I'm never stepping foot in a doctor's office or hospital again until something is done about the healthcare system. I don't care if it does lead to paralysis again, I don't even care if I'm dying. 'Ridiculous' is the only adjective I can even think of to describe all of this. I mean, I have something else to say about it, but I left that business in my other blog.

Do ya?
Do ya?
Do ya?




[Repeat post.]

Resolutions thus far...

1. Read (and finish!) at least 12 new books.

2. Visit the Tetons.

3. Run in at least 3 5k races.

4. Learn to cook.

5. Actually use my day planner.

6. Get/stay in shape.

7. Meditate more.

8. Worry less.

9. Buy a pair of TOMS every month.

10. Donate more to SaveDarfur.

11. Camp more often.

12. Photography: at least 4 days a week.

13. Have more faith in God.




Good start, I'd say!