Easter Morn

Easter morning we spent with my parents and then dinner with John's family. It was a beautiful day to celebrate the resurrection of my Lord Jesus Christ. We took some time for ourselves and went up to Big Cottonwood Canyon. I'm excited for New York but nothing can compare to the beauty of the Wasatch mountains. I plan to get a lot of camping and hiking done before we leave.

Real Estate in France

Does anyone have $550,000 that they want to give us?

Interpretations

I enter a strange process when I begin a cramming session. It involves a lot of distractions. Which, for today has resulted in a random search on google that I decided to try on facial muscles. I came across an article and test you can try on reading facial expressions. I'm apparently a poor interpreter of facial expressions as only the most obvious were clear to me (which ones were obvious to you? I say the Asian girl's feelings were clear).

I was interested to learn more about reading facial expressions as a means to more fully interpret the feelings of others. But as I read this article I realized that I agree that facial expressions are not necessarily a reliable indicator of what a person is feeling or thinking. Especially since I have had many misinterpretations made of my own facial expressions (which were made unknowingly by me). So I'm led to think that facial reading is another type of new-age thing like palm reading. What do you think?

Sweaty Memories

I recall when I was rehearsing for a performance I was placed first in line to roll on the floor (we were aliens in thriller - woot) with six other people behind me - and we had been rehearsing for at least three hours. And in my defense - there really was nothing that I could do! Each time someone had to roll through my sweat I heard my name called . . . "Tanya!" I felt disgusting, don't worry. I'm just a naturally sweaty person. If only I had found this article back then, although I don't think my fellow dancers would have stopped giving me a hard time. It may be why I don't get sick as often. Click here to find out about the antibiotic chemicals found in sweat.

Pink? Oh boy. . .

Last night I attended a Mary Kay recruitment meeting. Yes, yes, I know. Don't worry, I feel ridiculous too . . .but I like their products - and I'm cheap. I guess as long as I'm airing out my dirty secrets I'll say that the first time I did it was because I was curious, the second time was for the free product, and the third time was again for the free product. This should tell me something about working for Mary Kay right?

One of my concerns is whether or not there are people who actually want to purchase these products? I would obviously have to find people - but I don't want to pressure family, friends, or ward members into purchasing something they don't want. I use their night solution but only need to buy it twice a year. And with their quota amount I would need to find quite a few people to meet that requirement. So my question to anyone that reads this is do you use these products or have you heard of anyone else that uses Mary Kay products?

My second concern is whether or not I can maintain an enthusiasm for cosmetics and skin care products. Don't get me wrong, I like their skin care products - but no cosmetic product or even money can motivate me for a very long time.

I feel as if I've been completely disillusioned by attending that meeting. They just threw numbers and prizes at me when I'm not really all that interested in it - and yet I come home considering joining?! I guess the only way I would ever go ahead with this is if I found enough consistent customers. But isn't the market already over-saturated with these types of people?

I guess I should take a clue from the lady that sat a few seats down from me. The director came over to her after the meeting and said "Okay now, what are your 'yeah-buts'?" and the stay-at-home-Mother said "I just don't have the money right now. We get paid next week so I would have to wait until then". Some type of conversation around credit cards and payments goes on and then I hear the Mother say "Yeah, my husband has bought into at least three other pyramid schemes this month. I should be able to convince him to do this one, right?" Yikes! So these are the type of people they are recruiting? Am I any different if I decide to join? I think I'm just convincing myself of some kind of naivete.

So, yeah, opinions are aprreciated here. Do I spend the money on:

1. A Mary Kay start-up kit.

2. A shopping spree.

3. A sewing machine.

4. Or put it into savings.

Opinions are appreciated.

The good, bad, the ugly, and what will make me fat (or fatter, take your pick).

1. The bad: I took John to the airport today. He'll be gone to New York, . . .. again.

2. The good: John went to New York for orientation! Yay, go John!

3. The real good: As I was walking back to my car from math class I noticed the UU meter maid handing out what validates my Grandma in nicknaming me her little "space-trooper". I threw all propriety to the wind and started running towards my car as he was only about five cars up from mine. I dropped my cell phone (which has already partially given up the ghost as I can't see anything displayed on the screen), let a tiny shriek, and stumbled around as my backpack swung around my shoulders to the front of me when trying to retrieve the parts of my cell splayed all over the asphalt. But, real good news, I beat the meter maid! I beat that sucker to my car and laughed audibly in his uncaring face!

4. The ugly: Michael Jackson is reportedly coming to Salt Lake for his "last" concert tour. Don't get me wrong, I love his music and he's a great performer. But dang is he an ugly person inside and out (and I don't think many people are ugly . . inside or out, I guess I'm naive like that). I justify listening to his music by thinking that all of his illegal and morally wrong actions were pursued after the making of my favorite CDs.

5. What will make me fat: I felt that this was an appropriate add-on as life seems to always entail something that will make me fat. I found a place called the Village Baker near my work which has relocated to South Jordan. I was ecstatic because their sandwiches taste almost like the DeLeMare's - the bakery I worked at my Junior year of High School which has been closed the many years past. I don't know if there is any hope left for burgeoning Halle Berry figure.

Update

1. I may be a nerd for it but I'm beginning a self-defense course today - and I'm all-that-nervousness you feel as if it were the first day of junior high. I've always wanted to be a ninja!!

2. John and I are looking to acquire a doggy-doo. I feel all adult-like considering buying a dog with John, a new and unfamiliar feeling. I was really excited about it at first but now I'm feeling hesitant. I'm not quire sure why though. I believe we can handle the responsibility and it would be great. I don't know. . .opinion? We like this guy, Riza:


3. Does anyone know of a no-fee, one bedroom apartment (preferably 750 sq. feet) in SoHo for $750? HahahaHAHAHAhahaha. Yeah, I know, I'm crazy.