Things To Be Excited About...

The first thing that each and every one of you should be excited about is that I finally got my lazy fingers to post something on this here blog. That's exciting thing number one. Other things are as follows.

*dramatically clears throat*

Things I, Mallorie Anne Mecham, Am Currently Ridiculously Excited About:

(in no particular order...oh who am I kidding. They're SO in order)

1. Mother's Day is in 38 days. This means that I not only get to celebrate my saintly mother, but that I get to talk to this here missionary.

2. I'm leaving for a fancy pants trip to the Dominican Republic and NYC with some pretty freaking awesome people on May 17th. 10 days of sand, awesomeness and no international students sending me emails. If you are calculating correctly you will realize that this means I get to spend my birthday in New York...which leads us to...

3. I get to spend my birthday in NEW YORK CITY! With Charisse. And her awesome family. Three cheers for turning cough28cough and being an honorary Baxter.

4. Jalyanie and Lucas are coming for a WEEK in June to see me. Okay, it's not really to see me, it's for Lucas' sister's wedding, but I'm really important. And I finally get to meet the darling Janie!

5. It's spring. Spring means skirts. And heels. And cute clothes. And flowers. And sunshine. And all kinds of delightful loveliness prior to the death that is SUMMER where I will melt into an unrecognizable puddle.

6. Netflix and the TV gods conspired to give me the greatest birthday present that a magic-trick-loving-banana-eater could ask for. Behold!

7. ENDER'S GAME. People. This is big. My world will be forever changed on November 01, 2013.

8. While I'm on the movie kick: The Veronica Mars Movie. Oh yes, marshmallows. V. Mars is back to rock your world.

9. My hairs are finally growing out. Want proof? See below. (Sorry for the fuzziness. Dropping your iPhone, for some reason, makes it less effective. Who knew?)

9.2 I'm also digging this nail polish color.

10. Even though I can't get myself to Manchester, this is cause for great excitement for a theatre nerd such as m'self.

So dearest friends, what are YOU excited about these days? Fill me in.

Sometimes...

... I wish I was a ginger.

... I spend all day in leggings and one of my little brother's sweatshirts. And I love it.

... I car dance SO well that I distract the car next to me and they forget to drive. I'm always proud of myself for that.

... when I'm grouchy, I watch One Direction videos on YouTube and I remember that there's no point being grouchy in a world where Louis Tomlison and his ridiculous jokes are just one click away.

... I love Lee Pace even though he was in the new Twilight movie.

... I still get the plague even though I had my tonsils yanked.

... my internet goes all wonky and even spending an hour on the phone with Corey Shaw doesn't fix it.

... international students say the absolute best stuff in their emails, such as "I wish I could be the lucky dog." I always laugh.

... even though I love my job, I wish I had one that I could wear comfy clothes to instead of fancy pants clothes all the time.

... I get unreasonably excited when I find other Doctor Who fans who will talk about my love for David Tennant with me. As in I jump up and down and clap my hands. I always judge myself just a little for this.

... I realize that I'm going to miss my DVR when I move.

... I wish that I was British.

... I worry entirely too  much.

... popcorn and frozen Junior Mints fix everything.

... watching Pretty Little Liars makes me want to scream yet I can't turn it off.

... I read the same book over and over even though I know exactly what is going to happen.

A rant and a resolution or four...

To be perfectly honest? I usually find that New Years' Eve is a waste of some well done make up and a carefully chosen outfit. I spend half the night worrying that I have lipstick on my teeth and the other half checking the clock to see if it's time to go home and take my shoes off. (I NEVER walk around random places barefoot. The only exception? My little brother's wedding. I wore 5 inch heels all day. My poor little Hobbit feets were screaming in pain by the end of the reception. That's when I did what any reasonable, sane adult type person would do: I took off those instruments of torture and ran across the parking lot shoe-less; all the while whimpering that my feet were getting dirty. I then promptly washed my now dirty feet when I returned home. But I digress). Don't get me wrong: I've got great friends and we do fun things, but when looked at objectively; New Years' Eve is just another night where most people drink too much and make out in a public place, both of which are socially acceptable on that date. It's also encouraged to throw paper at people and walk around with glitter in your hair; though I suppose those could be considered points in the pro column for New Years', as I like to do both on a regular basis.The only worth while part of the whole business is the resolutions. I love making New Years' resolutions. Usually, I go crazy and try to find a million things that I want to improve; but then end up forgetting about all of the goals that stress me out by February. One year, I even made a goal to make fewer goals, but you can probably guess how well that turned out. So, in a real effort to make some adjustments, I decided that I'd make a few simple goals this year. Are you ready? Hold on to your hats:

A) Go to bed by 11 pm. (I know. I'm getting old. Don't judge me! It just makes getting up at quarter to 7 so much easier).
2) Read more, watch less TV (so as to cut down on the massive pile of unread books currently taking up space on my nightstand. I've already finished one. Seven thousand to go).
Thirdly) Go running three times a week. (Because to be honest? I loathe running. If I tell  myself I must go every day then I get stressed that I'm not doing enough. The number three sounded about right.)
Cuatro) Do something unexpected. This has already been fulfilled. Wanna see?

Since I fulfilled resolution cuatro on the second day of the year, I thought it only fair to add one more. (And before you ask, no, my  hair is not in a ponytail). I like round numbers.
So number five) Quit biting my nails.  It's a wretched nervous habit and it must end now!

So there you have it, my dear friends. A rant and a resolution...or four.

Stay classy.

M

Before I die... (day 29)

I want to learn to do this!

The Moment of Truth...

Dearest, most trusted, brilliant blog readers, 

  I have a VERY serious question. See, I love to change my hair around. I grow it out purely for the purpose of cutting it off. Hair is an accessory, meant to be adjusted and changed on a regular basis. I'm very fortunate to look good as both a blonde and a brunette. I'm in the mood for a change and since there's no way on earth that my hair can get any shorter (and still be manageable) then the answer is in the dye. So, here's your question:

Do I look better as a blonde:

 

Or a brunette?

I love them both...but I've been a brunette for a while now. Maybe it's time for a change? My inability to make decisions means that I'm relaying on your opinions. So please. Be honest. :) Your prompt response is imperative.

Love you all!

M

A few things...

that I'm just plain happy about.

Number one: My nifty (yes, I just used the word nifty. No, I am not an 80 year old woman, but thanks for asking.) new Vans. My sister said that it was the best $40 she ever spent, and boy was she right.

Numero dos: A shinny new iPod. I splurged. Don't judge. It's silver, and lovely. It holds more music than I could ever dream of buying. It lulls me to sleep at night and wakes me up in the morning. This, next to peanut butter and Gilmore Girls, is one of the best inventions ever. Just sayin'. 


Number tres: The incredible weather today. Have you looked outside? Seriously? I love the windy, overcast no-snow-in-my-shoes weather that's going on right outside my office window.


Numéro quatre: I get to see Miller and Cannon tonight while Miller...um...fixes my hair. (Before you ask here's the story: I'm impatient and I didn't want to wait until after Christmas for Miller the Hair Goddess to dye my hair brown again. I bought a box dye and did it myself...this impatience resulted in a few blond tiger stripes across one side of my head aaaannnnd a few blond polka dots on the other. Yes, I've learned my lesson. Don't mention it again.)


Number cinque: I have wonderful friends. I've always known this, but it becomes more apparent to me on a regular basis. They make me feel loved and appreciated and I have absolutely no clue how I have been so blessed.


and last but certainly not least....


Shomareh sheesh: (Don't you even worry, that was Farsi. My friend at work speaks it because her dad is from Iran. Cool, no?) It is definitely Friday. How could anyone have a bad day on a Friday? I submit that you cannot!

Ch ch ch changes....

So sometimes I just crave change. Usually this means I'll rearrange my room or re-alphabetize my books, maybe buy a new movie...lately I've been craving change even more then normal. So I did two slightly drastic things...I dyed my hair brown (not dark brown, not coffee brown, light brown, but still brown) and then I cut it. I love getting my hair cut. It's relaxing and I always feel so much better afterwards. My hair's not that much shorter or too different, but it's enough to make me feel better. And all this got me to thinking. There are somethings in life that we can change, that we can have some sort of effect on, but there are many many other things that we have absolutely no say in. Life is funny like that. Things can change in an instant. Recently one of my good friends lost her father in a tragic accident. Everything in her life is now drastically different then it was 3 weeks ago. As I've watched her cope with it, it's made me wonder how I would react if my life changed so quickly. I can't really tell you what I would do or say if it was me, there are just somethings that we can't plan, some changes that are just so unexpected. Other changes are great...just a few off the top of my head that I'm looking forward to...moving back to Provo in the fall, reorganizing the service desk at work so it makes sense, school and attempting to learn to teach high school kids... All sorts of good things can come from change if we let them. But that's what it all comes down to, using our agency to allow the changes in our lives to shape us in the right ways.