Can you find us?

My old mission comp, Emily Eland, who I will always and forever refer to as Sister Eland, visited me this weekend. We had a blast. We went down to Nauvoo, saw the pageant, went to the temple, toured Chicago, ate pizza at Uno's, got a hot dog at Millennium Park, tried Asian Nachos at Grand Lux Cafe, had Sunday dinner with my family in the burbs and of course did what we do best....Lot's and lot's of shopping.

Here we are trying on hats in Nordstrom's. Can you find us? Hint: Look in the mirror.

Today I learned I am Epic

I turned 25 two weeks ago. Below is the cake my family used to celebrate.

You may think they did this as a joke. My family is not that funny. Actually, my mom didn't have a #2 candle. So, she said, "You know that 1+1=2, right?" So please keep this formula in mind when you stare at this picture. I am not 115 years old. Yet.

That evening Amanda threw me a surprise birthday party. It was so nice. Best friends are the best. And the cake was so good with exactly 25 candles on it.

Despite all of this. I still felt a tad...well quarter of a century. Because of my career in PR, I am very conscious of the fact that retailers, marketers and advertisers now lump me in the demographic of - single female between ages of 25-30.

Today, however, I learned something that changed my whole mindset of my age.

Today I learned my age is Epic. Just so we're all on the same page as to the definition of Epic, dictionary.com attaches the following synonyms to the word: Heroic, Majestic, Impressively Great.

Today, I attended a Web Writing Seminar on behalf of my firm.

Great seminar. Very useful.

The instructor shared the following stats in regards to generations and how marketers, advertisers and retailers like to clump them:

Baby boomers

People between ages of 45-62. There are 80 million of them.

Gen X

Ages 30-43. There are 44 million in the world today.

Gen Y
Ages 10-29. 77 million of us going strong. (love this demographic)

And do you know what marketers, advertisers, retailers think of us Gen Yers? According to my Web Writing Seminar they think we are: Epic, Awesome and Technological. And they think everyone wants to be us because we are Epic, Awesome and Technological. Everyone is basing what they do on the Web to revolve around US. So when your mother told you the world does not revolve around you. She was wrong. It really does. Why? Because you're Epic, or in other words Heroic, Majestic, Impressively Great. That's why.

Whatever gets me through it.

A Breakout Star - Top 10 Michael Jackson Moments - TIME

My favorite Michael Jackson moment.

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Last night we had a memorial service in his honor. Dance party straight MJ.

Got a little emotional during Man in the Mirror. My second favorite song.

RIP.

Kinda Crazy

I love having a map at the bottom of the page that shows all the visits to my blog. It makes me feel so much more connected with the world. Exhibit A: According to my map stats I had 1-9 visits from South Korea. How international.

Saturday night, I was treated to dinner and a late evening of entertainment at Howl at the Moon, a dueling piano bar (way fun).

Dinner. Here is a direct description and photo of the dinning experience we had straight from the restuarant Web site. So posh:

"Vivo is a sleek, chic Italian restuarant with simple, therefore beautiful food. Opening fifteen years ago, it is easy to see why it is still a trendsetter. Requested weeks in advance, Vivo boasts the most exclusive and romantic table in Chicago which has been seen by the likes of Michael Jordan and Oprah Winfrey."



Now, I did not see Jordan or Oprah. But, I did see my office building's janitor. A little random. It was one of those our eyes met but quickly broke connection. Zero acknowledgement. But, we knew, we knew. In all fairness, he looked away frist. Monday morning, I step on the elevator and who is there? The only person there? The janitor. He looked up at the elevator ceiling and I looked directly at the button I had to press to go to my floor. Complete silence. I stepped off. And I haven't seen him since.

Fishing in Colorado

Once upon a time I was a missionary in Baytown, Texas. I had a companion named Emily Eland. It was Christmas Day and she opened a package from her family. It made her miss them. They lived in Colorado. She said one of the things she missed the most was fishing in Estes Park. She said to me, "You need to come fishing in Estes Park." Two yearsish later. Here we are. 

St. Mary's Lake. The prime fishing location in Estes Park.

I woke up the first day of our fishing trip and looked out over this. Breathtaking.

Every good fishing trip must begin with a trip to the doughnut shop. No?

Every good fisherman knows being relaxed and taking your time is very important. So Em and I did this very thing. 
And I thought I caught one. But, it was a false alarm.

But, then a little bit later, I actually did. 

I was excited. 
But, the rest of Em's fam caught waaaay more. 

And then we sat around and waited somewhere. I had a good book, good company, good red vines, good hot, spicy cheetos. It was great. 

And then I somehow caught another one. Kind of. 

See here. 
Post fishing we found a Texas classic. Blue bell ice cream. Mmmmm. 

I loved this store. We did LOTS of shopping.

Las chicas.

My old companion. So man good memories. Wonderful moments with this girl. Somedays we thought we would never not be missionaries. Now we only wish we were again.

Okay. This next part is spooky. You know The Shining by Stephen King? Well we went to the hotel where Stephen wrote it. This very room above in fact. Apparently one time Jim Carrey once stayed there and left in a hurry after 10 minutes. It's haunted. 

There's ghosts on this staircase. Apparently. You just can't see them. Or can you? Let me know. 

Doesn't it just look like the perfect place for a spooky story?

Right now they are holding the hands of two little girls. They are ghosts. Hence why you can't see them. 

More ghosts I guess. 

And more. 
See the people at the end of the hallway? No not ghosts. But, they're about to have a little race with them. No joke.

The door knob to the Stanley hotel. And haunted place. 

The entrance. 
This cave may be haunted.

I LOVE Colorado and Estes Park.
Best dam store I've ever been to. 

Follow-up: Exciting News!

If you read my post title Exciting News!, you may be thinking I am posting my international travel itinery. I am not. But, soon. Like a few weeks/months soon.

But, I am about to tell you something bizzare.

My friend Bob just reminded me (thanks Bob! I'm glad I tell you strange stories and you help me connect them to even stranger connections, to say the least) that my boss heard Al Gore disucssing this situation, the two reportors who were captured and sentenced to 12 years in a N. Korean labor camp. Right before he spoke at an event on March 17 we were coordinating, Mr. Al was talking on the phone with an ambassador trying to rectify things whilst smaking his gum right beside my boss who was attempting to get him through a 500ish-book signing. This recollection just brought this freaky situation oh so close to home. I thought the world was just small in the Mormon land. Not so much.

change

i love change.

hence my blog.

it was time.

new music.

new background.

new map at the bottom.

new name.

why the new name?

(thought of it right as i was drifting into a nice nap)

musings -

–adjective
1. absorbed in thought; meditative.
–noun
2. contemplation; reflection.

memos (short for memorandum) -

noun, plural -dums, -da  [-duh] Show IPA .
1. a short note designating something to be remembered, esp. something to be done or acted upon in the future; reminder.
2. a record or written statement of something.