tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71798336298396978742012-01-27T22:32:21.553-08:00Much Ado About...NothingAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.comBlogger941100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-62053663240829936842012-01-25T08:55:00.000-08:002012-01-25T13:16:12.093-08:00U--UnderstandingBecause you understand. Right? About my lack of blogging I mean. Student teaching was no small time-suck. Then my graduation celebration at Disneyland (because who likes Rexburg in the winter?). Then the Holidays. Then January (which is never as productive as I hope). And then...and then. Well. Here we are. Thanks for understanding.
Though really you should be grateful for the wait as it drummedAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-27122851723647370902011-10-23T20:14:00.000-07:002011-10-23T20:14:16.813-07:00my ReST is over<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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Joe says I have to go
outside every day for at least ten minutes. He says if I don’t I get grumpy. It's true. But I am also a homebody. It's quite the conundrum. So. I make an event out of getting the mail. Or I go jogging (see J). Or take Levin on a walk.
Levin is having a much better time than it appears.
Or I go to Pikes. Which kills two birds with one stone when I bring Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-47815829774626106742011-10-05T06:00:00.000-07:002011-10-05T06:00:05.565-07:00Mmmmm, Nnnnnn<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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J--Jogging.
It’s fulfilling both physical and social needs. My friend Courtney asked if I jogged one day and I said, "No, but I'll give it a shot," because I needed a social outlet and exercise (see "E"). I started out hating it, and now only slightly dislike it. I've been liking it more since I lost my Nikes and bought Merrells. It's always a little motivating to do anything with new shoes. Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-71780714986284275092011-10-01T19:00:00.000-07:002011-10-01T23:34:57.294-07:00G, H, I
G--Games.
More specifically games for two. We love games at
our house. Joe has purchased a lot of two-player games to shake things up from
our dinner/TV/reading regimen. Unfortunately for me, Joe out strategizes me.
Unfortunately for Joe, I’ve got speed. What? You're in the market for games for two? Our favorites are:
Like chess...only easier.
A totally random game that give the Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-29269859542121916662011-09-30T19:00:00.000-07:002011-09-30T20:23:36.415-07:00Delta, Echo, Foxtrot
D--Decorating.
Decorating. Specifically for
Halloween. It’s the first holiday where I’ve had a house to decorate! A party
is in order. Because my house is going to be very Halloween-y. But I can't show you pictures. I told myself I couldn't decorate until the first week of October.
E--Eating.
Eating a taco at the farmer's market in Moses Lake. We discovered these tacos last summer and Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-36813874942986642032011-09-29T22:31:00.000-07:002011-09-30T20:24:01.861-07:00It's a Blog. A Real Live Blog!
A-All Caught Up.
A good friend (found here) e-mailed me yesterday morning saying my blog has been neglected and that I should consider her the pre-Blog Protective Services intervention. I’ve had a blog in the works for a while, but after my intervention this morning I decided I should probably go with the all-encompassing A-Z list to get you all caught up. And to prove that I do love you, dear Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-57987329050442705172011-06-17T12:10:00.000-07:002011-06-17T12:37:10.592-07:00The Eternal QuestionWhat’s for dinner?(Successful Bruschetta)With the idea that Joe and I would be married soon, one of my New Year’s Resolutions (actually made at the end of February) was to cook dinner at least four times a week. Though it hasn’t been perfect, I’ve made a pretty honest effort and Joe and I have worked together to make this resolution a reality in a few different ways:I made a Google Document Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-18543873581073667302011-05-12T12:49:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:40:18.648-07:00If You Give a Bird Some Birdseed...If you give a bird some birdseed he’ll probably really like it. And when he really likes it he’ll probably come so often that you decide to name him “Puck.”* And when you name him Puck, he’ll decide this new place for food is a good place to bring lots of friends. And when that happens you’ll really enjoy watching the birds outside of your kitchen window all day long. And because the birds Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-28915014055332444502011-05-06T14:30:00.000-07:002011-05-06T15:09:17.075-07:00A Day I Hardly Have Words to Describe"The day was beautiful and the way was beautiful."(Lucy M. Montgomery--Anne of the Island)"Happiness is excitement that has found a settling down place."(E.L. Konigsburg--From the Mixed Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler)"And the English language dwindled to a single word, repeated over and over: "Congratulations!"(Jerry Spinelli--Stargirl)"The very essence of romance is uncertainty."(Oscar Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-74929294268252163492010-12-10T21:08:00.000-08:002010-12-10T22:14:31.038-08:00Most of All I Like Liking You When We MetDecember 31, 2009—I show up an hour late to meet him. He mentions my blog within the first five minutes. I decide he is witty, interesting, and a gentleman. He decides I’m quirky, artsy, and enjoyable. He decides to ask for my number. I decide to give it to him as he’s dropping me off at 3:30am. We both seem to independently and simultaneously decide to not play the waiting Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-73506868373772239172010-12-02T13:55:00.001-08:002010-12-02T13:59:09.813-08:00Better than the real thingToday Joe sent me a dozen flowers. They look like this:@---^-----{----@@---{-------}---@@---}--------^--@---{----@@---{-------}---@@---}--------^--@@---{---Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-32675223717977922132010-11-24T09:38:00.000-08:002010-11-24T10:25:00.399-08:00Total Surprise...and Yay!To Be Continued...!Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-70799166215992725342010-11-03T10:03:00.000-07:002010-11-03T10:16:07.733-07:00Me and Ty...and Harry<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-33399466182298152772010-10-26T14:20:00.000-07:002010-10-26T14:22:49.268-07:00Aww ManMy earphones finally broke (they've been threatening to for a while). I don't mind them breaking, I wanted new ones anyway, I just didn't want it to happen while I'm at the library for four hours and I have to hold the end by the port to bring music into both of my ears.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-65147633624815195682010-10-21T18:27:00.000-07:002010-10-21T18:51:04.167-07:00No Worries......Your kids are safe with me.Here’s what went on in my education class today: The hypothetical scenario: Your student brings a pet bunny stuffed into his backpack to your high school classroom.* My teacher asked me what I would do. I said I’d roll with it. I’d use it in my lesson and discipline the student later in private. My teacher then asked how I would use it in my English class and Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-44824277059108904772010-09-20T19:38:00.000-07:002010-09-20T19:39:34.150-07:00Death or Pirates?Either way...I'm not sure it's a good omen.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-29083504912044206122010-09-02T06:43:00.000-07:002010-09-02T07:01:36.320-07:00PerksToday was my last day of work for the summer. Five months of working at Soil Test Farm Consultants. It was a great job. Want me to list out a few of the perks? I thought you might. So I made this list. No name tag! (Remember this? This was when I swore I wouldn’t wear another name tag.) Wearing jeans, old, soft t-shirts, even older pumas (they got duct tape on them at monthAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-39208630653759849402010-08-02T17:45:00.000-07:002010-08-09T08:56:08.557-07:00Cereal I love cereal. I mean. <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 />I. really. love. cereal. It’s basically been the only food I’ve eaten with any consistency (that I “prepare” myself, of course) for the last five years. In fact, I think there are only a handful of days where I haven’t had a bowl (or three) of cereal in the last 1,825 days. I got really good at pouring the exact right amount of milk per bowl Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-50674690567318910132010-07-27T12:55:00.001-07:002010-07-27T13:02:39.159-07:00Why I Sometimes Wear Fake Red Glasseswww.dweebist.comTrue, no?Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-20200794756770940992010-06-15T23:24:00.000-07:002010-06-16T07:28:47.769-07:00Soiled and FoiledI’ve been working for my dad this summer. Collecting soil and plant samples. Driving. Digging Holes. That’s what I do.But not today…today I wrecked the company pick-up.Well not really wrecked so much as left the truck in drive and walking 20 feet away only to see it gaining speed and hitting an irrigation circle...and then bouncing back from the inertia to hit again.My thoughts went something Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-58742938824587908952010-06-06T20:44:00.000-07:002010-06-06T20:53:54.194-07:00A Post in Which I Write a Letter to My BlogDear Blog, It’s not you. It’s me. I know I haven't written in a while, but I’ll write again soon. Not an empty promise to you, my dear blog, I just needed to break the ice of our awkward silence. Consider it broken. Love, Ande Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-455590317105277192010-04-05T21:03:00.000-07:002010-04-05T21:48:02.330-07:00Secretly SexyAs a rule I don't let anyone look through my ipod. Especially not my working-out playlist. Too many songs that bring me guilty pleasure.Today I was working out and feeling all good about it. Thoughts like, "Yeah!" were basically dominating my brain activity.Blame it on endorphins, blame it on my general lack of a sensor, but before I caught myself I was singing, "Bringin' Sexy Back" out loud. (Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-40145906791770722232010-03-25T20:40:00.001-07:002010-03-25T21:36:44.278-07:00Dear AbeHappy Birthday!I like this picture of us.I like you more.In fact I love you.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-46279877468950523422010-03-22T23:50:00.000-07:002010-03-22T23:54:00.587-07:00MeasuredTwo parking lots, one car wash garage, a hole in the fence, a reusable cup, and sixty cents later… A measurable amount of joy.44 ounces to be exact.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-84304390783913429992010-03-06T12:29:00.001-08:002010-03-06T12:47:11.221-08:00Stands with a Fist...?Today I noticed this:Looks an awful lot like this: If only I had some leather fringe.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-72812159142025252272010-03-02T06:18:00.001-08:002010-03-02T06:20:32.129-08:00My Day with AlexanderI didn’t realize my day was so bad until I called Mom and told her about it. She laughed and told me I should write a book about my day. “It could beat Alexander,” she said.It’s true. In the last picture of this book Alexander ends up hugging someone he loves. Sunshine, crayons, and a blanket are all present. My day ended with me throwing up. No hugging. No sunshine. No crayons.I won. Or lost. Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-75137960067442924782010-02-25T23:28:00.000-08:002010-02-25T23:30:05.728-08:00The Old Woman and the GymMy journal entry from a few weeks ago went something like this:Tonight I went with some friends to the Peking Acrobats. Amidst all the amazing (and audience-stress inducing) talent all I could think of was a conversation between myself and the old woman who issues required clothing at the gym. It went something like this:Me: Can I get a size X swimming suit please?OW (in thick Russian accent): IAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-32384177936388995892010-02-10T09:47:00.001-08:002010-02-10T09:55:01.230-08:00BlehOur water heater is broken.So is our heater.It's hard to recover from a day that starts with a cold shower, an apartment that is 65 degrees, and an outside tempeture of 4.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-62152295827486476522010-02-05T11:20:00.000-08:002010-02-05T11:31:30.319-08:00Dynamic Reading Robert Duvall as Boo RadleyI remember reading it for the first time while lying on the porch swing. I don't know if the image of light, filtered by the canopy of the swing, on the pages of To Kill a Mockingbird is real or imagined, but I do know that I loved the hours spent reading it. I remember closing the book and just laying there thinking. More importantly I remember I was changed by it. ItAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-58251464194125771932010-02-01T10:53:00.000-08:002010-02-01T10:56:32.445-08:00Today is Clark Gable's Birthday Be still my heart.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-37361301589033816192010-01-13T17:55:00.000-08:002010-01-13T17:57:27.403-08:00GoalsI haven’t set any yet.But I need to.I decided to start small.No need to rush on improvement, I tell myself.Goal: No melted cheese for a week.Unfortunately (and surprisingly) this has ruled out a lot of my food options.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-56951032330218064292010-01-06T20:49:00.001-08:002010-01-06T20:52:14.839-08:00Bookstores and SuchI was recently walking with a friend past a second-hand bookstore. I remarked to said friend how much I love not only second-hand books, but the idea of second-hand books. It brought up a seemingly insignificant memory of a small, perfectly chaotic second-hand bookshop I found in Italy. An elderly man, wearing a sweater in May, sat in the doorway reading not just a book, but books.I found myself Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-63759681445784462862009-12-20T10:17:00.000-08:002009-12-20T10:20:00.416-08:00The Visitation The Visitation by AlbertinelliJournal Entry from 8 May, 2009 – Firenze, ItalyToday I saw the most beautiful, touching painting. It is of the moment when Mary, pregnant with Christ, met Elizabeth, pregnant with John. It so honestly and spiritually presents a connection between two righteous women. It captures the moment when both women are feeling weight, realizing the magnanimity of their Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-6823744233880378322009-12-19T13:55:00.000-08:002009-12-19T13:58:19.124-08:00HumiliatingI was at the dentist a couple of days ago getting a crown put on when he gave me laughing gas. I was pretty sure it wasn’t really going to work (I don't know why I'm so skeptical of these things?).It worked well enough I started laughing after only a few minutes.Unfortunately it didn’t work well enough that I was not completely mortified when I snorted I was laughing so hard.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-56352778924282801272009-12-12T19:31:00.000-08:002009-12-12T21:27:46.643-08:00Shades of GreyThis is my final essay for my Shakespeare class. I really enjoyed writing this essay and haven't been this excited about an idea in a while. I realize most of you won't read this, but I wanted to post it anyway.A Thousand Shades of Grey: Shakespeare as an ImproverThere is a reason the general society considers reading the drama of William Shakespeare a daunting task. Distinct languages, extensiveAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-17862761357685128552009-12-12T17:10:00.000-08:002009-12-12T17:13:32.267-08:00All-Time LowProblem #1: I don’t want to do and have no time to do my laundry.Problem #2: I have no more clean underwear.Problem #3: Non-clean underwear is NOT an option.Solution: Go to WalMart and buy new underwear with my roommate who has a similar predicament.New Problem #1: Old lady underwear is too big and trashy underwear is too small.New Solution #1: Go to little girl section.New Problem #2: Only Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-89499921604787364812009-12-01T22:05:00.000-08:002009-12-01T22:19:59.528-08:00Good Find "Build a house?" exclaimed John."For the wendy," said Curly."For Wendy?" John said aghast. "Why she is only a girl!""That," explained Curly, "is why we are her servants."-JM Barrie (Peter Pan)Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-50436423962805243462009-11-19T22:44:00.000-08:002009-11-19T22:55:40.639-08:00Dating in the Words of Willy“But for mine own / part, it was Greek to me” (Julius Caesar)“Come what come may, / Time and hour runs through the roughest day.” (Macbeth)“But screw your courage to the sticking-place.” (Macbeth)“My mind is full of scorpions.” (Macbeth)*“The course of true love never did run smooth.” (Midsummer Night’s Dream)“Why then ‘tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or / bad, but thinking Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-62635180594628486792009-10-12T09:59:00.000-07:002009-10-12T10:01:13.072-07:00Cold, Wisdom, and WitOur conversation walking to the library went something like this:Me (in a slightly whiny tone): “How can it be this cold? We are wearing wool, how are we supposed to get warmer?”Kelsey (tone equally whiny): “Every year I forget how cold it gets. Every year!”Me: “It must be like childbirth.”Kelsey: “What?!”Me: “You know, that drug your body releases after childbirth.”Kelsey: “…”Me (matter of Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-90248855115789526802009-10-10T23:31:00.001-07:002009-10-10T23:49:48.336-07:00My Day in Pictures7:00am-8:30am: Cycling and swimming with Angie and Travis. Together we make up the three legs of a triathlon.12:30pm-3:30pm:Covered myself in charcoal while drawing my Italian friend, Massimo.3:30pm-4:40pm: Matt, the snitch.Watched my FHE brothers play QUIDDITCH! The beaters and a chaserGreat quote from Ian (far left), yelled in a moment of frustration when the fans were getting too intensely Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-19306354616126855902009-09-18T18:34:00.000-07:002009-09-18T23:14:38.052-07:00Clues to AdulthoodI have determined I’m an adult.I discovered it Tuesday when I subscribed to a scholarly art magazine.I coked my head to one side and sat and stared for a few, very long and self-aware seconds, with a (I'm sure) bewildered look on my face when it hit me: Only adults subscribe to non-trashy magazines. And now I’m one of them.I'm glad my new-found adulthood wasn't found in a novel-like way of a Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-46577996488316309522009-09-13T18:10:00.000-07:002009-09-13T18:16:36.732-07:00Of College and MilkshakesWrote September 10, 2009: I’m sitting here tonight trying to convince myself I like suppers solely comprised of brown minute rice, soy sauce, and a plumb I stole from my house, after a day of sitting through classes listening to syllabi after syllabi and running into old friends, ex-boyfriends, people who’s names I should—but don’t—remember, and coming home to an apartment of mostly strangers, I Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-81706137306834276502009-08-25T12:13:00.000-07:002009-08-25T12:40:13.510-07:00A Few More ThingsI dream in black and white. Every so often there is a muted, almost neutral green thrown in there too, I think it’s my brains way of shaking things up. I enjoy working out at night. If I work out in the morning things like this happen.I drool over JCrew.My first word was in German. I had a German neighbor, Emilee, who became my Oma (Grandma) and taught me, “Muhen-Kuh” (Moo-Cow) as my first word. Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-37767641634695721712009-08-17T23:00:00.000-07:002009-08-17T23:03:58.431-07:00Staples Easy GirlNo one likes wearing a name tag with the phrase, "that was easy" directly beneath.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-71045992078136681892009-07-20T23:49:00.002-07:002009-07-20T23:54:07.066-07:00Europe: Letter to Ray and CaliDear Ray and Cali,Coming back from Europe I was asked lot of questions: “How was it?” “Where was your favorite place?” “What did you do?” They were hard to answer and I usually gave cop-out answers.“Wonderful, Amazing, Insert your own adjective.”“I couldn’t pick a favorite. Oh, alright Italy.”“Studied art.”Your question, however, was my favorite. And the only one that required almost two months Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-82547574692745011262009-07-15T10:01:00.004-07:002009-07-15T10:21:44.474-07:00"Oh Fiddle-Dee-Dee"One of my all time favorite books is Gone with the Wind.I’m sentimental. I’m a (semi) rational romantic. I’m a sucker for tragedies. And the O’Hara plantation has it all.Scarlett O’Hara is a great character. I love her complexity. She is straightforward (as her acid tongue proves). She has courage (could I have killed that Yankee soldier?). She is resourceful (dress made from green curtains Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-12763967862519941282009-06-29T06:02:00.008-07:002009-06-29T06:42:25.858-07:00Europe: People I LoveI am a different person for meeting these people. I wish there was a way I could paint a true representation of them, but I know that even at the end of a novel written about each one all I would want to say is, “Oh, you would have to meet them.”Tori. "...it was her habit to build up laughter out of inadequate materials."- John Steinbeck (The Grapes of Wrath)I knew we would be friends when, Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-11836036111150306712009-06-25T10:53:00.003-07:002009-06-25T11:10:49.367-07:00To TyTy,To me you are otter pops. You are the little plastic tops of the wrappers littering the house.You are paper airplanes.You are laughing. You and you alone, can make me snort.You are listening to your absence of a laugh. The one where all you do is breath out of your nose and smile really big.You are rope tricks at Lybbert’s Pond.You are cups of dry cereal and popping ankles.You are a monotone Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-8536031879569105482009-06-18T19:26:00.002-07:002009-06-18T19:28:49.946-07:00Welcome BackIt seems I have a fickle fan.Monday I had X amount of subscribers to my blog.Tuesday I had X minus 1.Today I am back to X.I am glad to have you back.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-52863720309275008272009-06-17T17:10:00.018-07:002009-06-17T21:29:32.992-07:00Dear Europe: Places I LoveDear London,It’s not you…it’s me.Brigham Young said, "If I were placed on a cannibal island and given the task of civilizing its people, I should straightway build a theatre for the purpose."London, the theatre made you. At the Globe Theatre waiting to see Romeo and Juliet .London, I never really liked Romeo and Juliet, even my romantic mind thought it was ridiculous and a bit irresponsible. But Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-88856071455002516012009-06-07T21:51:00.037-07:002009-06-08T10:38:13.346-07:00Art I Love*Disclaimer: I am an Art Education minor and discussing art is one of my passions…this is a long post. On the Spanish Steps in Rome I have concluded art is very personal.To explain why, let me share a diagram my friend, Steven, drew.Steven’s theory suggests true meaning in art is found when:1. The artist is inspired. I believe all talent comes from God, when one uses it to better the world, it Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-75252710959614420772009-06-04T16:02:00.002-07:002009-06-04T16:06:12.918-07:00Documenting EuropeI have decided to blog about Europe in four blog posts. One as “Art I Loved,” one as “Places I Loved,” and another as, “People I Loved.” Ray, after all of these posts there will be one Papa post for you. I’ll finally answer the question you asked me. And I have been thinking hard.It’s impossible to convey what I really felt and learned there, but I think if anything, my journal will do the bestAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-71088978985559503362009-05-31T18:19:00.003-07:002009-05-31T18:21:32.518-07:00Of Butter and Diet SodaBackground Story: Since getting back from Europe, where I disregarded all knowledge on calories, fat content, and over-all health, and instead pursued good food at every corner (it was all in the name of 'Experience') I’ve been getting back into my “eat healthy and work-out” routine.Story: When I refused to dip my shrimp in melted butter today at dinner, Dad tried to convince me that butter is Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-92202527572867196502009-05-09T05:50:00.003-07:002009-05-09T06:03:47.859-07:00DavidI have been in Italy this last week and Florence for the last two days. This morning I saw Michelangelo's David. Here is what I wrote while sitting on a bench gazing up at him. I just thought I would share.Looking at David I want to do better. Michelangelo had such amazing talent. I asked Steve and Megan (friends made on the tour) if we all have talents that can be used to this magnitude. We all Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-24357777786660250012009-04-26T17:53:00.004-07:002009-04-26T19:35:11.383-07:00Time LineI’m going to London tomorrow. Then Canterbury. Then Paris. Then Rome, Florence, and a small Tuscan villa. Then Vienna and Salzburg. Then Munich. Then New York. I didn’t know a single person going on this European trip until two weeks ago. I am allowed 35lbs of luggage, but promised myself I would only take 15 so I could accumulate an extra 20lbs over the next three and a half weeks. I will turn Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-55339777392166362572009-04-22T15:38:00.001-07:002009-04-22T15:40:15.046-07:00Deep Thoughts.Is it bad the only way I recognize (or remember) minor holidays is by texting Cali to go look at the Google header?Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-22525216792804480292009-04-12T18:05:00.006-07:002009-04-14T14:44:24.677-07:00Just a Few ThingsHere’s what has been going on in my life...School: I finished finals with less than a bang in most classes. More like a poof.That’s all I’ll say about grades.I usually complain my fair share about finals. Cry and stress with everyone else. But, truthfully, I kind of like them. Or, I should say, have a love/hate relationship with them. I find it oddly thrilling to be extremely stressed. That Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-56406548040376631242009-04-07T11:48:00.007-07:002009-04-07T12:14:23.523-07:00Who says you need summer sales to learn to sell yourself when you’ve got charm? “Charm is the ability to make someone else believe that you are both pretty wonderful.” -Kathleen WinsorAfter a conversation with a friend, I've decided one of my new goals is to become more charming. I think that would be a great talent to have—to help someone else think they are wonderful. Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-16355402863760803762009-04-03T05:06:00.002-07:002009-04-03T05:10:45.749-07:00This is not an outcry for e-mails. Just an observation I found funny.This week I have been e-mailing myself a lot. In fact, I am the person I have received the most e-mails from. It was a sad, depressing, yet kind of amusing, little realization. Especially because all of my e-mails to myself contain homework.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-43253624399643848202009-03-29T21:19:00.008-07:002009-03-29T21:35:55.867-07:00Stupid Money-Sucking College TownI parked on campus the other day after hours. I never drive to classes so I don’t have a parking sticker so if I am going to park on campus it is only after 4:00pm.As luck would have it my car wouldn’t start late at night.Maybe I should back up. A couple of weeks ago I broke my key in half. One half remains on the key ring while the other half is in the ignition. I can normally get it to start Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-75371700107456144282009-03-16T20:40:00.010-07:002009-03-16T21:28:50.914-07:00Becoming a MinimalistIn Grammar today we talked about becoming minimalists; or, using as few words as possible to get across an idea. So instead of telling you a detailed story about my excitement in coming home from church with a whole afternoon and evening to myself for the first time since September, ready to spend the rest of the day relaxing and then finding the apartment a mess from the night before… Instead ofAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-48281200010069368152009-03-15T20:17:00.005-07:002009-03-15T21:26:31.373-07:00My Life is an Episode of SeinfeldLast weekend I got tricked into a date. Yes, tricked. It started out as a study session (which I actually really needed) but within ten minutes this ya-hoo was offering to give me the answers so we could “go do something fun”.Seven and a half hours later, after receiving many compliments at awkward times (no need to give details here) I got dropped off feeling completely looked over.The followingAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-29338474612445505772009-03-13T20:25:00.006-07:002009-03-13T20:53:21.598-07:00Love You TenderRight now I have a blog in the making. It’s going to take me a while to write it. To keep the masses entertained I decided to share this little number.I wish I could share all the commentary on this video I have...but there is just so much I have to say.*By the way that is Miss Finland.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-91694334549860193942009-03-12T20:38:00.002-07:002009-03-12T20:42:21.126-07:00Justification for Lack of SpecializationRobert Anson Heinlein said, “A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, and die gallantlyAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-86987962141823680962009-03-11T16:16:00.002-07:002009-03-11T16:24:20.196-07:00Sweet, Sweet Perfect Ratios...How I Love You. Today I had a day of correct proportions. I would go as far as to say perfect proportions.This morning I was putting away my clean laundry and noticed my clothes to hanger ratio is perfect today. The only possible time this beautiful and rare phenomenon can take place is on laundry day. Laundry day is a rare occurrence by itself, and the clothes/hanger ratio is even more rare. Pure magic.Keep inAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-82435234578999748192009-03-02T22:22:00.002-08:002009-03-02T22:30:57.342-08:00Color Me HappyHere is my life right now, tonight and many other nights. Paint chips. Endless 1.75” x 1” examples of the colors I love so much that can bring out such tangible emotions in me.Oh how I hate them tonight. All 175 (and counting) of them.On the bright side…it’s not Biology homework.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-56620152849767107392009-02-28T13:48:00.002-08:002009-02-28T13:53:36.278-08:00I. Am. Gross.Right now I am sitting in my gym shirt. It smells. I ran 115 flights of stairs in it to today if that gives you a clue.I’ve been in this shirt for three hours after my workout now.I’m not sure why this gross phenomenon is taking place. I’m a clean person. I swear. I use Clorox and Spray N Wash like nobodies’ business. That is why this weird occurrence is so puzzling to me.Am I staying in this Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-84035262751158516412009-02-25T13:40:00.005-08:002009-02-25T14:47:27.930-08:00The Trouble with CommasYesterday I gave a piece of my writing to an old professor. I really respect and admire this person and wanted some feedback.It was the first time I had done something like this; asked an old professor to spend time on me and my sometimes feeble and awkward attempts at writing. I felt like I was handing him an imperfect piece of my soul. I wanted to take it out of his hands and go over it just Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-15707429069713473282009-02-24T19:00:00.003-08:002009-02-24T19:06:26.557-08:00"maybe next time...if you study a lot"The testing center on campus has a large screen just outside of the room that shows your score as identified by the last four digits of your ID number. If you get a 94% or higher your score is followed by an enthusiastic “Excellent!” or “Good Job!” they even use exclamation marks. I think it would be funny (and useful) if every score got a comment.If that was the case…yesterday I would have Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-66063460136757447662009-02-19T17:49:00.003-08:002009-02-19T18:19:29.814-08:00VictoryToday I stayed awake for the full hour and a half of Biology 100 for the very first time. After seven weeks of classes I finally figured it out. I owe my hearing (note: this does not mean understanding) of cell respiration to three factors:A PB&J eaten very slowly.An orange…also eaten very slowly.The technology of texting.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-24766513018572131552009-02-09T17:09:00.005-08:002009-02-09T17:38:48.710-08:00Just a Car and the Will to SurviveRocky died (again) last Monday. Rocky is my 1987 blue Oldsmobile. Rocky earned his name because, like the boxer, he tries so hard but can’t seem to win.The alternator went out mid-fight.While Rocky was at the mechanics for a week I discovered that I actually really love him, despite the cursings I often throw his way. Here are The top ten reasons I love Rocky:1. Rocky has no rearview mirror. It Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-42735329260339147952009-02-08T17:19:00.004-08:002009-02-08T17:35:08.119-08:00Words of WisdomCouples in public places, especially at church, are funny things to watch. Between the back rubs, longing glances, and suit jackets worn over dresses, I was not only spiritually uplifted, but thoroughly entertained in Sunday School today. It reminded me of a funny book Cali made and sent me my first semester of college. It’s called Twelve Fail-Safe Way to Charm BOYS – Advice from Cali’s head, MSNAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-36131188552451241302009-02-02T21:04:00.000-08:002009-02-02T21:08:58.368-08:00This was bound to happen...I can still remember my mom reading this scripture to us at family scripture study when I was little:Isaiah 316 Moreover the Lord saith, Because the daughters of Zion are haughty, and walk with stretched forth necks and wanton eyes, walking and mincing as they go, and making a tinkling with their feet:…24 And it shall come to pass, that instead of sweet smell there shall be stink; and instead of Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-51618487125916905452009-01-24T10:18:00.000-08:002009-01-24T10:24:26.305-08:00I like to call it "The Caprisun Complex" I carried a brown sack lunch in my bag for ten consecutive years.At elementary school we all sat in the same spot everyday at the lunch table. The boy who sat across from me, Corbin, had Lunchables everyday. He didn’t eat the cheese and would nibble the chocolate off his Reeses before getting to the peanut butter core. The boy sitting next to him, Alex, had Snack Pac puddings. He would lay his Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-23526458129721213782009-01-18T18:39:00.000-08:002009-01-19T10:41:13.073-08:00All in OneThis is literally what I am surviving on. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner.Here are a few great qualities of my one size fits all meal:toast = whole grains peanut butter = protein bananas = fruit and potassiumcinnamon and sugar are only so I don’t want dessert afterwards.There really is no point to this blog post.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-6040001948111517482008-12-19T09:47:00.000-08:002008-12-23T08:12:56.576-08:00The "Coloring Book Phase"Every time my mom went on a trip or as a leader to girls camp or would be gone for longer than a night or two she took me to Kings before she left. I would go down to the basement and look at the wall of coloring books. I would debate and debate which one I would get. It was serious business, this business of coloring books. I am almost positive I never chose anything but the jumbo Barbie Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-59885590452991724152008-12-13T01:07:00.000-08:002008-12-13T01:24:40.858-08:00ExcitedAfter:12 English papers (6 of them in two weeks)58 PAGES with over 30 different sources2 final art projects that took over 30 hours each4 speeches10 American classic novels17 short stories70 Robert Frost poems3 sleepless nights in a week and a halfand countless hours of frustration and cursing the English language…My finals are over and the semester is done!Hallelujah.I would have more enthusiasmAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-65082843006249897492008-12-09T12:47:00.000-08:002008-12-09T12:53:19.105-08:00Curse Modern CartoonsI’ve come to the source of my lack of creativity and motivation this semester and especially during finals.Cartoon Network.My roommate loves Cartoon Network. Said roommate also has only two classes and her chosen activity of choice to fill the void classes, homework and social activities normally satisfy is to watch TV...more specifically Cartoon Network.Here are a few of my observations of Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-28584941019202080672008-12-04T20:20:00.000-08:002008-12-04T22:47:31.232-08:00Failure(Kathrine) While I was in Alaska this summer I met the most wonderful 17 year old girl. Her name was Kathrine. Kathrine had a baby exactly a year ago and I sat in a dorm room with her and watched her as she cried and cried telling me the story of giving her baby up to her aunt and uncle to take care of. She had been living with her grandparents who had both died within the last six months and wasAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-58781767018041596572008-11-25T13:50:00.000-08:002008-11-25T14:05:16.816-08:00Oh Yeah...Horace Walpole said, "Life is a comedy to those who think and a tragedy to those who feel." Amen.The picture also reminded me...I haven't yet told my blogging friends that I am going on the European Humanities Tour for BYU-I!!!!! Yay for me! I leave in April and come back the end of May. Our itinerary includes (but is not limited to): London, Canterbury, Paris (check out #5 from my 100 things Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-56787042023882933472008-11-16T20:46:00.000-08:002008-11-16T22:50:34.085-08:00Book ListThis week in Neighbor Jane's (aka Mom's) newsletter was this list of questions about books...since I am at school right now (and an English Education major) I thought it only appropriate I post this. Sorry I get a little wordy.1. If you could host a party with 7 literary characters who would they be and why?*In no particular order. a) Holden Caulfield from A Catcher in the Rye. Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-1101259560096678052008-11-13T21:43:00.000-08:002008-11-13T23:54:59.577-08:00As I Lay DyingIn my American Literature class we are reading William Faulkner’s “As I Lay Dying.” Wow. That is mostly what I have to say about that book. Intelligent review right?One of the chapters in this book (which, by the way, is told from 15 different viewpoints…brilliant) is told from the perspective of a dead woman. In it she says, “words are no good; words don’t ever fit what they are trying to say atAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-59373744450009780922008-11-13T21:34:00.000-08:002008-11-13T21:41:39.226-08:00Ouch.I’ve been running stairs for the last year or so…but I’ve been doing them in the auditorium and the flights of stairs are shorter (and easier). Lately I’ve decided its time for me to be a big girl and start running stairs in the stadium. I now know why Rocky got so excited when he got to the top. It hurts.Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-67886318273901037072008-10-23T21:21:00.001-07:002008-10-23T21:48:01.098-07:00And the Lucky Building Is...It seems lately I have been reading a lot of blogs on the woes of dating (Clinton ,Tyler's , and Mitch's to name a few) so I thought I would hop on the bandwagon.Tonight I decided to go to the gym and work out. It had been a few weeks and I decided it was time to get back into the routine. As I am walking to the Hart (Physical Education) building I realize that I have now had THREE (not one, not Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-53985325741561237002008-10-20T19:12:00.000-07:002008-10-20T19:40:15.551-07:00The Link Between Calvin and Hobbes and Paid Study TimeJust incase you can't read what the comic says...I couldn't find a bigger one.Suzie: I got a smiley face sticker on my quiz.Calvin: Woop-de-doo for you.Suzie: What did you get?Calvin: Non of your darn business!Suzie: You got a frowny face didn't you?Calvin: As a matter of fact, I didn't.Calvin (thinking): I didn't even know they made barfing face stickers.I have the best job at school. Literally Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-38548147957855870212008-09-04T22:32:00.000-07:002008-09-04T22:47:06.753-07:00Goodbye Moses Lake...Goodbye to the world of naps on the trampoline.Hello to the world of naps in the Taylor Chapel…and the 2nd floor of the library…and the couches in the Kirkham building.Goodbye to free milk.Hello to plastic dishes.Goodbye to jogging around the neighbor’s fields.Hello to jogging on a treadmill next to a student in her second trimester.Goodbye Family.Hello five roommates.Goodbye to the sweet luxury Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-72461944703644005342008-09-03T21:31:00.000-07:002008-09-05T03:49:04.585-07:00Thai Cuisine Last night was my last night at Thai Cuisine. It is a little restaurant in town owned and completely operated by a husband and wife who moved from Thailand less than 20 years ago. Somchai (the husband) cooks and is in charge of the finances and Jamsri manages the workers, waits on tables during the day, and helps cook at night. It was a bittersweet moment.Things I will miss:· Somchai making me Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-26952771758554426832008-09-01T16:20:00.000-07:002008-09-01T19:40:53.521-07:00In Another Life...Hello day hair... Hello morning hair... When Ray, Cali's "friend" (as we apparently call him on blogs) saw my hair in all of it's crazy morning glory, he froze. Literally. I think his mouth was even open. He said I had the "Medusa Affect" on him. As in I turned him to stone with my hair. My face is covered just in case I really was Medusa in another life. Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-53789648192646111432008-08-25T10:54:00.000-07:002008-08-25T16:25:36.829-07:00"It's Always Better When We're Together" (We as in Jack Johnson and I) (Kylene, Cam, me, and Kelsey at the Gorge)Friday afternoon I decided to live up the last few months of my teenage years, be a bit irresponsible, and go to a Jack Johnson concert. I missed a night worth of tips and wages, paid $55 for the ticket and $20 for a shirt but it was all worth it. Here are a few things I learned about Jack Johnson: 1) Sometimes even Jack Johnson forgets the words to his Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-86953834867593822412008-08-18T21:36:00.000-07:002008-08-19T13:19:29.022-07:00Son of...NaivenessThis last week I was in an art supply store and was looking through the prints when I saw this painting, Son of Man, by Rene Magritte.Although it is one of my favorites it is just another reminder of how incredibly ridiculous I can be.My sophomore year in high school in my biology class our teacher was trying to hold an intelligent conversation with our class (a difficult task I’m sure) and askedAnde Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-78048429510638266962008-08-13T22:09:00.000-07:002008-08-13T22:19:52.637-07:00F.A. (Facebook-aholics Anonymous)Hello my name is Ande, and I am a facebook-aholic. (You may now say, "hello Ande.") Yes I am ashamed to admit that I was sucked into the black hole we call Facebook. I recently noticed I was spending (wasting) a lot of time on facebook with absolutely nothing to show for it. Not only was it extremely unproductive, for me it was mostly just a virtual way to get gossip…and I spent hours in this Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179833629839697874.post-53720487361093407512008-08-08T15:20:00.000-07:002008-08-11T12:58:04.606-07:0099 Things about Me1. My hips pop when I walk or swim. I can also move my right hip in ways that definitely aren’t normal.2. I love to make pies (raspberry, peach, and apple are my personal favorites).3. I don’t have a favorite color. It changes too often. Red is the only color I consistently like, but for the last little while my favorite color has been orange.4.Some of my favorite movies are:Singing in the Rain/Ande Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02234039085261714673noreply@blogger.com9