Quotation

Um, so while I've been reading lots of books lately, there have been none worth quoting sadly. Even Little Women - a book I've meant to read for years - I find it to be preachy and obnoxious. Even the worst of the characters, Amy (who I will always picture as a young and annoying Kirsten Dunst), is still pretty much perfect compared to the real world.

So instead, I'm quoting something from a recent Dave Barry article that I received in my email account. Dave Barry didn't actually write it, one of his fans did. But it still remains hilarious and relevant, so here it is:

Like many people, I am troubled by the part of ''Humpty Dumpty'' that goes: ''All the king's horses and all the king's men, couldn't put Humpty together again.'' Why does it mention horses? Does anybody seriously believe that if a bunch of horses saw a giant egg broken into pieces, their response would be: ''Hey! Let's try to reassemble this!''? Also, in ''Cinderella,'' are we really upposed to believe that the prince -- this guy who danced with Cinderella all night and wants to MARRY her -- believes that the only way he can recognize her is to make her TRY ON A SHOE? As if shoe is some kind of medieval DNA sample? So if Cinderella's foot swells up, the prince is going to ay: "Well, you LOOK exactly like the woman I love, but the shoe never lies!''

My Buddy

This is my tribute to my little brother, Matthew (also currently known as Elder Kearl).























Eight years my junior, Matthew has been the small destructive ray of sunshine that took our home by storm. Just when Mom thought it was safe to put the breakables in more child-accessible locations, our very own Dennis the Menace came along and broke every Lladro statue, poked holes in the fabric of the giant organ in our piano room, and flooded the entire upstairs (which was pretty awesome, I'm not gonna lie).

















To his credit, he was adorably and ridiculously cute doing all of those things, and he grew into a pretty adorably cute young man. Still a ray of sunshine, Matthew brought style and trendiness into our home with his tight tight pants and... um exotic hairstyles. But really, no other clothes could have fit his personality and I for one was more than glad to give him my jeans that were too small for me, but perfect for him.



















I know of not a single soul who has become acquainted with our Matthew and failed to love him. Matteo, querido, estoy muy feliz que estas en el MTC. Estoy orgullosa de ti, hermanito! YAY FOR MATTHEW!

Absent

Okay, so I've been gone for a while from my blog. I'm sorry blog! It's not that I don't love you, it's that since moving back home blogging seems to have become harder. Maybe it's an increase in TV watching (although somehow not any of my normal shows which I am WAY behing on), or maybe it's having to fight for time with the much coveted computer. Probably, though, it's that I have way more people with whom I can talk and express all my insane crazy thoughts, so then I don't have anything left to write about here. I'll try and hold some of those thoughts back so I still have things to blog, okay?

Are Americans really *that* snobby?

I'm currently engaged in an argument about the stuck-up nature of us Yanks. This argument is stupid and pointless, but I don't like when people can't admit I'm right and so I just can't help myself. But it has got me to wondering if I really am right, so I'm poling the few of you who read this.

Are Americans so self-centered that they would refuse to watch a show simply because the setting was Canada? It is my contention that a) it's impossible to summarize the TV preferences of 300 million + people, but if it were b) the success of shows like "Anne of Green Gables" (who can resist Gilbert Blythe?) says that's a dirty dirty lie and that we're not stuck-up at all; it's all you rotten foreigners that are.

So what's the consensus from anyone else out there? And remember, this is for posterity so please; do try to be honest.

Don't let Gilbert influence your answer - *wink*!

Reading quotation

I've been reading mostly junk books lately. That's not to say that they aren't entertaining, but they don't have much in the way of pertainant selections that I can quote here. But I feel bad about having kind of flaked out on that part of my blog habits, so I'm posting a Dave Barry (Pulitzer Prize winning journalist) quote, even if it's not technically from a book.

Gravity is the biggest drawback to skiing. Without gravity, it would be a carefree activity: You'd put on your skis, head for the slopes and just . . . HOVER for a while. Then it would be time for "apres ski'' (French for ''no longer skiing''). Instead, you have gravity. Huge amounts of it. Ski areas are located smack dab on top of giant gravity piles called "mountains.'' Most areas also use machines to make more gravity at night. Thus powerful forces are always trying to suck you, the skier, down the mountain and into large fixed objects such as buildings. This is why the Number One Rule of Skiing Safety is: "Never go up the mountain without a good reason, such as it is summer.''

This not only sums up my reasoning for never having learned to ski (despite living in the Utah area on and off for 9 years), but also my reasoning for never doing any activity that might attempt to thwart gravity. That includes running, skipping, dancing, jumping, and hiking. I'll admit that I occasionally fly in airplanes, but that's only in emergencies (or when someone else is buying the ticket).