DAMNIT.
I woke up this morning, exhausted having not returned home from Ryan’s house till somewhere around 1:00 am. When I got home, I realized I had project to do for work and stayed up till around 2 finishing it; it was due early in the morning and I had no choice. After finishing, I went to set my alarm and I just knew I would not have the energy to straighten or curl my lion’s mane in the morning…so I let myself sleep for an extra 45 minutes.
This morning, I woke up, groggy as could be, hopped in the shower and attempted to throw my hair in a cute bun. Apparently, my hair was as groggy as my attitude and it refused to go up as planned. As I was running out of my time, I re-doused my hair in the shower, pulled it back into a low bun and went on a hunt for my cute white moccasin shoes.
I found them, but they surely are NOT on my feet today.
Instead, black fur-lined snow boots.I threw my moccasins down in disgust this morning when Tammy asked if I had looked outside. I, live in the downstairs portion of the house and it’s rare that I look outside before I actually leave. When I left Ryan’s house last night, I was trying to be convinced of that fact that I should stay because it had started to snow. I laughed, said it was a good try, but I was going home to my warm, comfy bed. Besides, it wasn’t sticking. This morning I woke up to enough snow to make me alter the outfit I had already picked out and almost throw a tantrum.
I don’t own an ice scraper (Ha….yet!) so I went to my car, started it, and scraped it with the back of a CD case. I failed, miserably, and stormed back into the house. I shook like I dog to get all the snow off of me and sat pouting until my car warmed up.
Farrah was barely drivable when I went on my trek to work. My rear-view mirrors were solid ice and she was still covered in snow.
Needless to say, I was not my normal speed demon when I braved the snowy highway. In fact, it took me 45 mins. instead of my usual fifteen and I was late. Bossman is out of town, so it made it easier to walk in the front door to my co-workers. Luckily, they smiled and said I would get used to the snow.
Silly Eskimos.
I have decided, I will be hibernating this winter. Feed me full and put me to sleep because I can’t deal with this for three whole months!
This weekend was lazy at best, but I did get some fun out of it. I’d even venture to say I spent the most time with people besides my family then I have since I got here. Saturday morning was Brooklyn's Baptismal and that night I went to Open Mic Night at High Point. It was really packed and the talent that night was really great. I’ve always enjoyed the artists that come and play and I’m always shyly asking for their CD’s. As I’ve grown on good terms with the owner, I approached him with an idea. Why not have a “Sounds of High Point” CD? This tiny little coffee shop brings in between 50-100 people at once on Saturday nights and not one person leaves unimpressed. He loved the idea and I mentioned that if he requested CD’s of this artists, I would be happy to upload them and organize an album, cover art, and explore options for casing. It’s free publicity for a growing artist and of course some profit for High Point. He was so happy with my idea (which made me happy) and he’s calling me this week together and discuss options.
Exciting yeah?!
I really needed a project….
I also hung out with Jordan that night and filmed some of his music to send home to Oregon. I spliced some of the cuts together and am trying to find a way to upload it to somewhere. It’s too big for Myspace and Youtube just pisses me off…but I will find a way. I’m dying to show him to Moge & Mesa; his voice is really talented.
Sunday was lazy and I didn’t make it to Ryan’s till around 10:00 PM. His new house is BEAUTIFUL and has a great view of SLC. It will surely be a bigggg party house and so I most likely won’t be frequenting it often. It was really good to see Ryan again though; such a sweet guy…
Well there is nothing for me to do at work today...
I'm heading home to nap!
Shannon

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