Eliza's Mad Hatter-Put on Your Sad Face-Going Away Party

Unfortunately, Eliza has left us, no more parties on Queen Anne, no more movie nights in the frigid attic, no more gossip about people in the ward, no more awesome dance parties where we can bump and grid and possible get a little too friendly. Oh how I miss Eliza!

So, if you’ve never been to a Mad Hatter Party, this is the way things go down. You show up in your craziest hat and win prizes for the best. Or in Eliza’s case, raffle of crap no one wants. Hehe, loves! ’Liza and SashaHahaha, my favorite picture of me! Mark and Eliza Eliza and Nicole Eliza and Handsome Layne! Eliza and Jon Eliza and Becca Michael, Eliza, and Ryan. Eliza and Rachel Eliza and Johnny The Raffle; Eliza, Erin, and Christine discuss prizes. Laird, smile with your teeth. Oh, that’s better! Sean, shows off his prizes! Fertility goddess anyone? Mark’s the grooviest! I think we finally found out what was living in their attic, it’s the hunchback of the house on Queen Anne with the spiral staircase. Group photos are a must! Whitney, Amy, Eliza, Leah, Stephen, David, and me. Sean, why won’t you let me touch your bum-bum?? What’s ups is downs, what’s wrongs is rights…which way does this photo go? Ben, are you sure that’s rootbeer?

Space Needle and Fun Forest – July 5th 2008

Pictures courtesy of Leah Pearce, Whitney Nelson, and Sean Georgi.

Leah, Amy, Whitney, and me, trying to contain our excitement for the carousel.

Glamour Shot

Layne’s too short to ride the Ferris wheel?

Or is he? He’s such a trickster!

Us girls at the top of the Space Needle.

Who knew that at the top of the Space Needle the SW section stood for “Sarah, Sean, and Whitney”?

It was cold so Sean let us borrow his coat.

Room enough for two!

The 4th of July at Gasworks Park

Okay, I’ve been BAD about posting. So bad that I’m am just now posting pictures from the 4th of July.

Pictures courtesy of Leah Pearce and Sean Georgi.

Christian/Stacey’s “Air Leg Guitar” to AC/DC’s “You Shook Me All Night Long”.

Double “dropping it like it’s hot” action.

Sean and Mark rocking out!

Sean, pimping it with his “ladies”.

Jessica, Layne, Ben, Julie, Leah, Amy, Whitney, Michael Toaster, and me before the fireworks.

Fulfilling a Request

I received an email last week requesting an update of my blog. This emailer (who will remain anonymous) also requested that if I didn’t have time to update it with my life’s actual goings on, if I could please update it with more pictures of the New Zealand Olympic Football team, Gerard Butler, or James McAvoy. As I aim to please (at least when it comes to hunky men), and this being a simple task, I give you multiple pictures of all three requested. Enjoy!

The 2008 New Zealand Football Team:

Gerard Butler:

James McAvoy:

My favorite Olympic highlights thus far.

This is the New Zealand Football team dancing the Maori “haka” (lead by teammate Sam Messam) after losing the first round. Unfortunately, they didn’t win, Belgium did. I think my favorite is player number three-Ian Hogg; his face totally makes me laugh.
I’m not trying to be mean, but seriously! I nearly peed two drops when I saw this picture! Poor Brazil! :(

Is it meant to be?

I know when guys snub or seem to not be interested in me, in the long term, is just weeding guys out that I wouldn’t want to be with anyway. One day when I’ve found the man I will be with for all eternity, I will get down on my knees and thank the Lord profusely for not letting me waste my time on those losers. But in the short term and until that day arrives, it still kind of bites.

~`~`~Incense~`~`~

Coworkers are funny. For whatever reason Priscilla decided to burn some incense today during lunch. After giggles and exclamations in the manner of "Oh my, it's like the 4th of July" from Priscilla (who had never lit incense before), my boss came in. Who promptly yelled "We're all going to get high!", and then proceeded to sing this ditty in the tune of Frère Jacques:

Marijuana, Marijuana

LSD, LSD

Scientists make it

Teachers take it

Why can’t we?

Why can’t we?

Seriously, I work in a crazy town-but hey, at least it's entertaining! :D

Is there anything better than a smile?

This may sound weird, but I’ve just learned that smiling at perfect strangers is a great way to flirt. Usually when I see a guy that I’m interested in or think is cute, I avoid all eye contact and do my best “aloof” impression. Obviously I haven’t gotten very far with this tactic, but yesterday I got the attention of two men walking on the street and about four riding on their bikes, just with a simple smile. I’m getting rather good, too good in fact. Have I created a monster? ;D