Sheridan Trails

my good friend carrie's birthday is coming up. i think its next tuesday...or wednesday. anyway, there is going to be a bday party for her on thursday (aka 2 days away). and i am making the cake (or in this instance, cupcakes). it is a golf themed party...but i only think carrie knows its golf themed. anyway, i want to create really cute themed cupcakes. one problem....i am a disaster in the kitchen. i have no natural cooking talent. I want the cupcakes to look like this. but... they will probably end up looking like this.

today is my big brother's birthday. he's a really cool dude. to comemorate his big day, i am dedicating an entire post to joe. i'll start off by telling you a few facts about him he started blogging before i did. yes. he is quite possibly the funniest person i know. he sadly grew up with two younger sister. sometimes he forgot we were girls. he is one of the most competitive human that i know. apples to apples is not just a game. neither is euchre. or the wii. he is afraid of critters. like deer. and raccoons. he is surprisingly an amazing singer. when he was younger he constantly licked his chapped lips. creating a ring around his mouth that looked like he drank red cool-aid very sloppily. here are some funny stories from our childhood. when we were younger, joe created this game called tackle that he made alli and i play. basically joe would be on his knees in the living room and alli and i had to run from one end to the other. we usually played this game on sundays after...

i went camping-ish this past weekend for my friend kim's birthday. her kids were catching frogs by the lake...or pond...or reservoir... im not sure what they call it here. anyway, it reminded me of a funny story from my childhood. i must have been about 11 or twelve and it was summer. we lived in the 'country'....about 5 mins outside of town. not exactly country for wyoming, but for michigan it was country. we had a pool that was surrounded by trees. this meant that there was tree frogs always getting into our pool. i must have just watched a program about poisonous frogs, or read a book about them. either way, my over-active imagination made sure that i considered all frogs poisonous after that. so because its summer and i dont have school and was 11....or 12...i basically lived in the pool the entire time. im an aquarius. i love the water....which is neither here nor there...im not sure why i am rambling so much....anyway, back to my story. im sure you all know where this...

I change my mind a bunch, but at the moment, here are so kick ass jobs that i would like to try out. i have wanted to be a professional writer on and off for about ten years now. but then i worked at a bookstore, and a library, an basically figured out that you had to know a TON of people in the publishing world, be a prodigy, or already be famous. i dont know anyone in the publishing world. my brain is not extraordinary, and i am not famous. so i started a blog. but, if i could, i would love love love love to be a professional writer. along with about a million other optimistic people. minus the critters, i would love to be an explorer. but not in the traditional sense. i wouldnt exactly want to 'lewis & clark' it. more like 'rick steve' it. if i could some how figure out how to get paid to travel to awesome places all around the world, i would drop whatever i was doing and do that instead. lastly, and most ambitiously, i would LOVE to be a talk show host. homahgaw...

my friend courtney told me to do this. i had to make all the emotions for my paint andrea. so here is a general flavoring of andrea emotions in no particular order. sadness rage surprise fear disgust and/or confusion. (lips are hard to make) cerwin wudyah think?

i like the paint program. to most it is a useless application on the computer, to me it is a hidden tresure. i edit all my pictures on the paint program. photoshop, shmotoshop. my friend courtney told me about this blog called hyperbole and a half. it is awesome. so i took some 'inspiration' from it and created me, paint program me at least. i need to get a dress with a big A on it. i think i look pretty good. ill start doing paint pictures that go along with the stories i tell on here. everyone likes a little visual interest.

i just went home to michigan this past week. i hadn't been home in roughly 8 months. 8 months makes you forget a lot of things. i forgot how much fun all the people i left back in michigan are. it was a crazy whirl-wind trip that was not exactly restful. but i got to see all the people that are quite possibly the coolest people in the entire world. i dont think i stopped laughing the whole trip. i now have a six pack. its a miracle. this is abigail. abby and i have been friends since....birth, i guess. we grew up in church and bonded over our giantism (we were both extremely tall at the age of about 9). i hated her for a bit in middle school because i was a moody pre-teen, and she tried to steal the boy i had a crush on. we call those the lost years. we are better now. funny facts about abby. she is the craftiest person in the world. more than martha stewart. we were going to start a cupcake business but didnt because i can't exactly cook and abby would of had to carry the who...

i came home to michigan for a little vacation and have been doing a TON of stuff. i actually just got back from the cottage this morning and have been winding down a bit. i got bored and decided to search around on my parent's computer and find some old pics. here are some pics of a cottage visit. every summer since i was 2 we have gone up to the 'cottage'. the 'cottage' changes every year because we liked trying new places in the silver lake area. this summer i must have been about 14 or 15. we were right on lake michigan having a fun time. my dad playing his guitar. him and my uncle tim used to make up songs every summer and play them for us the last night of our vacation. they were hilarious. tara and i just reading. like my shirt? i was way into looking like a clown. look how little we all are! joe is still skinny! alli is a shorty! emily is still a baby! us girls chilling in the tent. tara and i spent the entire week out there, it was pretty fun. LAKE MICHIGAN...

im sorry, but im on a roll today. here is a list of things that i like...maybe even love, that people give me so much crap about. lifetime movies. snapped on oxygen. dipping carrots in everything...well basically. my love for harry potter and twilight. im sorry. i did read all the books, and have gone to two of the three midnight showings my unreal obsession with alaska my love of hicks/hillbillies. cooking supplies, even though i dont really cook. every movie made. good/bad/dumb/funny/intellectually stimulating. i like them all. i will always be entertained by movies. peanut butter. if i eat one thing for the rest of my life. it would be peanut butter. love for john c. reilly mints. i love mints. christmas is the best because i can buy boxes of candy canes. i like it when ghetto groups cover songs. i dont know why. i like watching people play musical instruments. i think it is because i will never be able to, so i just admire people who can. really dark roast, black coffee. the darker...

im going to make a list of things that i dont like. on this list of things that i dont like are many things that many people like. im sorry, but i will probably never like these things, so stop making me try to change my mind. pictures of people's brand new born babies. they will always look like aliens to me. no matter how many times you try to tell me they are cute. new born babies always look like aliens soccer. im sorry, i tried. i made a good effort with the world cup. but honestly, i only tried so i could have a reason to go to the bar during the week. indie/emo music. i know its all about the LYRICS. i get it people. i tried that whole 'scene' on for a year or so and it felt all wrong. im sorry, but that stuff just puts me to sleep/makes me feel really car sick. kind of like how 'the boss' makes me feel. but i think bruce makes me carsick because i actually got sick in a car while listening to him. cats. i hate cats. the only cats i like are the ones that ig...

So my family is going on a trip in ocotber to a foreign country. england. we love traveling, but my family had some bizarre quirks that will be completely highlighted by this trip. let me start with my father. my funny, brilliant father is essentially Larry David for the working man. he has a strange ability so get himself into extremely annoying situations that would pester most people. i predict for our trip to london, the following will happen to him. 1. he will be seated next to a baby on the trip 2. he will have his luggage lost 3. he will get food poisoning 4. he will somehow get locked out of the hotel 5. he will be mugged. any of the above items alone would be terrible, but my father will most likely experience all 5. not saying that wouldnt suck, because it would, but it would also be quite hilarious. my dad's unluckiness while travelling adds to his charm. now my mother has to be a very special woman to be able to handle all the unlucky situations my father gets himself ...

i follow a few blogs pretty regularly, and i get upset when they dont update as often as i w ould like them to. then i realized that i am one of the most inconsistent bloggers ever. unless you consider my inconsistency consistent . then i wont let you down. i basically dont do a new entry until i consider something in my life interesting. and for the last few days, nothing particularly interesting happened . which actually is a lie. since my last entry, the following things have happened . got invited/went to a wedding of a couple i barely knew. it was awesome and fun and was a great way to start off my weekend. went to a wedding reception of a friend of mine. it was nice/fun. went to the big west arts festival on sunday . was possibly the best sunday i have spent in sheridan . then went to a 'after party' afterwards. i knew approx 2.5 people there. i just LOVE getting myself into awkward situations. it was a good time, but i felt like i did in middle school, insecure an...

i don't think i have ever written about my dog norman. norman died july 17th (or 27th), 2009. he was 17, he lived a really long and full life. here are a few of my favorite norman memories. norm #1 when we got norman, our family had had a previous dog named jetson (which i later found out my mom really named judson, but the jetsons were such a big show at that time, we all thought mom was calling judson jetson) that was completely nuts. this dog was crazy wild and liked to nip at all us kids. so i was basically terrified of dogs. my parents had went to the pound and found the crustiest dog possible. seriously, norman was the biggest raggamuffin there. he had to be. norm was a shnouzer/scotty mix that was about 20 pounds over weight. his belly dragged on the floor. he also had a bit of a problem with humping. as in he humped constantly. this was to become our family dog. obviously we arent like normal families. norm #2 norman didnt really do tricks. mostly because he thought he was ...

i have been living in sheridan wyoming for exactly 7 months, 26 days, and a few hours (ok, so its not EXACTLY exact). this means i have roughly four and a half months left in my 'term'. in the following months i will visit michigan for a week. plan a fundraiser go to london, england celebrate thanksgiving try to have a life. that means that the next four months are going to absolutley fly by. and i have no idea how i feel about that. i don't know if i want to stay in sheridan, or move home to michigan, or move somewhere completely new. or go back to school. but go somewhere awesome like ireland, or england, or italy, or australia, or new zealand. or ireland. yeah i like the sound of that one. but its really scary too. because im not done with this place. i like it here a lot. but just like everywhere it is pretty darn hard to find a job here. and lets face it, the only way i would be able to stay here is if i found a kick ass job....or a few semi-kick ass jobs. i have been ...

I went to a susie boggus concert. it was in dayton. dayton is a really small town north of sheridan. it was a ton of fun. i went with michelle and josh. the next morning, i went to tongue river canyon with michelle. we went hiking. it was gorgeous. and a ton of fun. michelle took all these pics. i stole them from her. but they are gorgeous. just enjoying another typical wyoming weekend.