Worst Idea Ever...

Somehow I jumped on the bandwagon of giving up soda and candy. At least this is a contest to see who can go the longest and $60 could be mine if I win. But I was not really paying attention one night and before I know it I am betting that I could go the longest... me... Samantha Marz... who drinks the equivalence of at least six cans a day. Bad idea. So today is day one. No headache because I have been popping exedrine pills like candy... going to have to slowly cut back on those. So for those of you who spend any time with me... don't tempt me. I am currently in a weak state without my diet coke. I don't even know who I am anymore.

I have time to actually keep some new years resolutions...

They say that you should tell people your resolutions and goals for the year because it keeps you more accountable for actually doing them... so here I go...

1. Read the gospel doctrine lesson and relief society lesson each week before going to church
2. Make a plan to go back to school
3. Get my creative juices flowing again
4. Buy a sewing machine and actually learn how to sew.
5. Actually learn how to use my fancy camera and take more pictures
6. Learn how to use photoshop
7. Work on family history... actually get names ready to go to the temple
8. Travel at least once out of the country
9. Find a job that actually makes me use my brain
10. Move into my own bedroom at some point
11. Keep in better touch with friends
12. Start to live the life I imagined for myself - live it for me!
13. Cook more - try making new things
14. Do my laundry when the basket gets full... not when it explodes
15. Spend more time with my famliy
16. Finish painting my house

Hopefully this year will be one of change for me!

I write poetry...

So this poem stemmed from Vicki's theme of the new year... find a mate in 2008. When one in the morning rolls around the theme turns into a poem that makes you laugh harder than you ever thought possible. So here is what Vicki, Natalie, Tyler and I came up with for our ode to 2008.

Need to find some bait
to locate a date named Nate
from what state? Connecticate
to be your eternal mate
to take you through heavens gate
and honeymoon destinate in Kuwait
and get a great hotel rate
in 2008
it is your fate
its going to be great
otherwise your too late
competitors we must hate and annihilate
like Shareston and Kate
by making them gain weight
because of what they ate (poo)
no longer will they be a candidate
(because they ate poo)

I get to be aunt ham...

First of all... the name aunt ham has nothing to do with the posting of my ham. Two different instances that "ham" has come into my life recently. Abbie either wanted ham on thanksgiving or was trying to say my name... I am going to go with the latter cause it makes me feel better about myself.

This past year has been one filled with a new niece and a new nephew. Naters is now four months old. Looks like his mom with his dads shape of head. And has my nose. Its a good nose I think. At least he steared clear of my knees... sorry abbie. He loves Russel Crowe and guitar hero and is so fun because he will sit with me and not cry and he thinks I'm pretty funny. Yesterday crazy daisy joined the family. We are so happy to have another baby girl in the family because I definitely think that every girl needs a sister. And Abbie will have a little playmate soon enough! And Abbie is definitely two now and is a ball of fire which I love. I can't do anything but just laught at her/with her. She just thinks everything is so funny and is the love of grandpa's life. It is so fun to have all these little babies around and I feel especially fortunate that I get to be an aunt to all of them!

I cook giant hams...

Please appreciate the fact that I cooked a 10 pound ham for myself and my roommate. Four pieces later... there was still a whole ham sitting there. Maybe I need the children after all to help me eat the ham... or just keriann back in my life. Cooking for two is not my strong point considering I buy things like the ham at costco. But I love it... just ask my family who stands around the ham pan at family dinner picking at it... me.

I laugh my head off at the stupidest things...

Thank you Vicki... this brought joy to my world. I am sorry that I used to call you an elf in dance class... but not really because your toes did curl up in your jazz shoes and it inspired you to do this. Check out the site below.

http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1114711029

I bear art...

Thanks to Jen who convinced me that our art was reason enough to start a blog. Cause even though I don't have kids or a husband to blog about... we are up and coming artists who deserve a post somewhere. Ever since we were in high school we have loved to do arts and crafts together... especially painting. We even entered a scholarship contest our senior year where we painted pictures that were un-identifiable and somehow created meaning for it. Mine looked like a yellow brick road being eaten by an alligator... still can't believe we actually paid to send those in. So Jen... I dedicate this post to you and your haunted tree.