Monday, May 18, 2009


To make a very long story short, I ended up going to the Taylor Swift concert with my friend, Jessica. It was a very bittersweet occasion. I will start with the sweet, because that’s better.

This was absolutely, hands down, the BEST concert I have ever been to (not that I have been to many). First of all, the tickets were SO cheap! For a mere $50 we got front row seats on the floor. We were literally about 10 feet from the stage. The opening acts were Gloriana and Kellie Pickler. I had never heard of Gloriana, but they were really good. They are an up-and-coming country band. Of course I LOVE Kellie Pickler! She is so cute, funny, and naturally, a great singer. I tried to get some pictures, but my camera just isn’t the best. So you’ll have to make do with my mediocre pictures.

Now, to the headlining act – Taylor Swift! I absolutely love her right now. She is so impressive because she writes her own songs (lyrics and music), sings them, and is just plain beautiful! She also puts on one great show! She had about 6 costume changes, my favorite being when she performed “Love Story” and started in a renaissance dress, then a dramatic change into a white dress while dancers danced around her. (Hard to explain, but I’m going to try anyway.) During her performance (which lasted about 2 ½ hours, by the way), she walked through the audience and hugged fans while walking to sing in different locations. She was very dramatic and acted out her songs as she sang them. There were dancers and other actors who also helped make it seem more like a music video than a concert. For the encore, she came back with Gloriana and Kellie Pickler and they all sang a song together. Then, Taylor Swift sang two more songs, the last being “Should’ve Said No” where she ends by singing in the rain. It was very cool. All in all, it was a great night, and my ears are still ringing…just slightly.

We met Taylor Swift’s mom!
(That's Jessica...she looked better in the picture than me.)

Now to the bitter. As some of you know, but most of you don’t, Tyler and I are in the process of getting a divorce. That’s about all I’m going to say about it on here. This is making for a very emotional time. We were supposed to go to the concert together, which made me pretty sad that he wasn’t there. Then, throughout the concert, I kept hearing lyrics like:

Didn’t you know how much I loved you
Didn’t you know how much I loved you baby
I gave you everything, every part of me

Sometimes I think about you
Wonder if you're out there somewhere thinking bout me

People are people and sometimes we change our minds
But it’s killing me to see you go after all this time
And we know it’s never simple, never easy
Never a clean break, no on here to save me
You’re the only thing I know like the back of my hand
And I can’t breathe without you, but I have to
Breathe without you, but I have to

I had so many dreams about you and me
Happy endings, well now I know
I’m not a princess, this ain’t a fairytale

But then I felt a lot better when I heard ones like:

Cause I’ll be there in the back of your mind
From the day we met to you making me cry
And it’s just too bad you’ve already had the best days
The best days of your life

Oh, so true...

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Smarty Pants

There once was a girl, smarter than few.
When she started college, didn’t know what to do.
She gathered up all of her courage and might,
And to her surprise, she was really quite bright.
She finished college in three short years,
To the surprise of most of her peers.
Now she’s halfway through her Master’s degree,
And has two more A’s to add - not a single B.
It will be hard, but she’ll make it through,
Because there’s nothing this girl can’t do!

In case you can’t figure out the subliminal message of this poem, this smarty pants girl is me.
I found out I got A’s in both of the classes I just finished.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Mother Dear

It seems that it is the time of year,
When we honor our mothers dear.
Today I will take some time,
To honor my mother in this little rhyme.

My favorite thing about my mother?
I can’t choose just one or another.
So instead I will tell you about a few
Things that make me love her like I do.
To start, I am the luckiest girl on this earth,
Because my mother chose me before my birth.
I was adopted when I was two days old.
And my mom was excited for a baby girl to hold.
This may be why all my life I was so spoiled,
And as my brothers watched, they became more roiled.

My mother often came to my rescue,
Late at night, when I told her my projects were due.
I did become more independent when I left home.
For example, no longer my hair did she comb.
Whenever I am sad or feel all alone,
I can always be sure she will answer the phone.
She builds me up when I am down,
And can always bring a smile from a frown.

My mom has more patience than I’ll ever know.
And I have to say that as a mom, she is a pro!
And I hope when the day comes I can be,
Half of the amazing mother she is to me!

And to mother's everywhere, here is an uplifting and inspiring message to remind you all that you are loved!

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Purple Hat

I read this on another blog, and felt like it is a great way to start new. It gave me a feeling of renewal and appreciation.

From the book Daughters of God by M. Russell Ballard:

Age 3: She looks at herself and sees a queen.
Age 8: She looks at herself and sees Cinderella.
Age 15: She looks at herself and sees an ugly duckling.
Age 20: She looks at herself and sees "too fat/too thin, too straight/too curly," but decides to go out anyway.
Age 30: She looks at herself and sees "too fat/too thin, too straight/too curly," but decides she doesn't have time to fix it so she goes out anyway.
Age 40: She looks at herself and sees "too fat/too thin, too straight/too curly," but says "At least I'm clean" and goes out anyway.
Age 50: She looks at herself and says "I am what I am" and goes wherever she wants to go.
Age 60: She looks at herself and reminds herself of all the people who can't even see themselves in the mirror anymore. Goes out and conquers the world.
Age 70: She looks at herself and sees wisdom, laughter, and ability and goes out and enjoys life.
Age 80: Doesn't bother to look. Just puts on a purple hat and goes out to have fun with the world.

"The moral is, maybe we should all grab that purple hat a little earlier."

Friends, I’m putting on my purple hat, once and for all.