I had, what I thought was, an original idea to do five-word movie reviews. It’s not original (see: 5wordmoviereviews.com) but I’m going to do it anyway.
Godzilla.
My friends slept through it.
Bonus:
Five-word tagline: Lazy dinosaur saves the world?
Your Music Video Monday for today is a song from a band that started in Provo and still remains much beloved around here. Lots of cool people worked on this video.
This song has been stuck in my head off and on since I heard it for the first time months ago. It’s catchy, his voice is alluring, and there’s something about listening to someone sincerely asking for forgiveness that is so relatable.
I’ve been watching a lot of Friday Night Lights lately and if there’s one thing that show has, besides beautiful Kyle Chandler, it’s a lot of apologies.
Apologies are abundant in that show because people make a lot of mistakes. Every character, at some point, “messes up real bad.” No matter what their mistake is, it always involves someone else. Very rarely do we make a mistake without dragging someone else into it. If we’re screwing up our own lives it’ll affect our family or other people who love us. People will get hurt by our actions.
We make mistakes
and it’s okay.
Mistakes are good because they give us an opportunity to change. Some of the most empowering moments in my life have been when I’ve had to apologize to someone. It’s in these moments of humility that I knew I was doing the right thing. You can’t go wrong with apologizing. You have to acknowledge that mistakes were made but that they do not define you and they don’t have to define your relationship with someone else. Sometimes people aren’t going to forgive you but you can apologize and forgive yourself.
Life is for making mistakes. If you think you’re perfect, or that you have to be perfect, you’re doing it wrong.
She’s taught me so much in my life.
She taught me:
It’s okay to cry during movies.
Even if you think the dog is really obnoxious while it’s living with you, you still might sob uncontrollably when it has to be put down.
That I should wear makeup sometimes (but I still don’t).
That naproxen sodium and heating pads can ease the pain of being female.
That french fries and grilled cheese can ease the pain of heartache.
Magic tricks with your fingers are legitimate forms of entertainment on road trips.
It’s a good thing to have candy in the house at all times–sometimes that means hiding it in your room or random drawers so it doesn’t get eaten immediately.
Dance parties should happen often in the kitchen.
How to be creative. I can’t tell you how many wood things I’ve painted with her.
She taught me it’s okay to be me. We had a lot of conversations that went like this, “Are you sure you want to wear all those colors together–okay, if anyone can pull it off it’s you.”
“Are you sure you want to study film? Okay, I can see that you’re working really hard.”
She taught me to love holidays.
She sends me something every Valentine’s Day.
She made an Easter dress faithfully every year I lived at home.
She throws great birthday parties.
We have one of the best decorated houses and tallest Christmas trees from the day after Thanksgiving to New Year’s.
When I was in Italy on my mission I didn’t get back until January 29th and my mom left up the Christmas decorations–even though the tree was all dried out–so I wouldn’t miss it.
She taught me how to have fun. You’d never guess it was the nurse who pulled the most pranks at Girls’ Camp.
She was there when I needed someone to hold me and let me cry and she’s just about the only person I’ve really cried in front of (until that season finale of Mindy Project but that’s another story).
She taught me that the mean things people say don’t matter. She always had my back.
She taught me how to love and that there’s always time to serve and help others.
She taught me, “Anyone who can read can cook.” But she also has her limits.
“Mom, how do you cook Kale?” “How do I cook Kale? I buy it, put it in the fridge, and then let it sit there until it gets gross, then I throw it away. That’s how I cook Kale.”
She taught me how to have a good sense of humor–which is the greatest gift I could ask for.
“We like to be funny and that’s good.”
“You have to be kind of edgy, that’s the business you’re going into…but I’m not going to read your Twitter because I don’t want to know.”
“Someone said I exaggerated the story I was telling and I said, ‘That’s how you tell a good story.’ Right?”
She’s still my favorite person to tell stories too.
“Tell me a story from your life. Downton Abbey has ended and I need more drama in my life.”
She’s a great mom and a great Grammer to my nieces and she can rock an ugly Christmas sweater.
Last year I decided to sign up for every birthday offer I could find. I found some lists online but that wasn’t enough so I started looking up every restaurant in the area online and signed up for their “clubs.”
Most places will email you a coupon that’s good for the whole month. I went on a month-long eating rampage that almost killed me, but it was worth it. Now I’d like to share the secret because you deserve to get free food just for being born.
Note: Some places give you something free just for signing up so I recommend not waiting until your birthday month to sign up because then you have twice as much to eat that month. Free IHOP is great, but going twice in one month isn’t necessarily that great.
You’ll also get pretty regular emails from these places but hopefully you have Gmail that sorts them out for you.
| Restaurant | Free B-day Item | Conditions |
| Which Which | sandwich | |
| Rubio’s | meal up to $7 | |
| Smashburger | shake | |
| Red Robin | hamburger | |
| Dickey’s BBQ | sandwich | |
| Wienerschnitzel | corn dog | |
| Jason’s Deli | $5 off | |
| Tucano’s | meal | b.o.g.o |
| Noodles and Co | meal up to $9 | |
| IHOP | pancake meal | |
| Cinnabon | mocha latte | |
| Sweet Tooth Fairy | cupcake | |
| Sonic | tots or drink | |
| Texas Roadhouse | appetizer | w/meal |
| Buca di Beppo | appetizer | w/meal |
| Brick Oven | sample | w/meal |
| Einstein’s Bagels | bagel | w/drink |
| Sbarro | slice | w/drink |
| Baskin Robbins | scoop | |
| Maggie Moo’s | cone | |
| Coldstone | ice cream | b.o.g.o |
| Mimi’s | dessert | |
| Del Taco | milkshake | |
| Rita’s Ice | TBD | |
| CPK | dessert | |
| Krispy Kreme | donut | go day of |
| Firehouse Sub | sub | go day of and show ID |
| Denny’s | meal | go day of and show ID |
Happy birthday! Even if your friends won’t get you presents these restaurants will.
Leave me a comment if you know of more great birthday deals and I’ll keep adding to the list as I find them.
#eatyourbirthday
Love,
Lawsy
I’ve had enough
I’m standing up
I need, I need a change
I’ve had enough of chasing luck
I need, I need a change
I’m setting fire to the life that I know
Let’s start a fire everywhere that we go
We starting fires, we starting fires
‘Til our lives are burning gold
‘Til our lives are burning gold
From my 14-year-old self:
Go paragliding. Overcome fear of fish. Jump into a pool of noodles and/or jello. Go on a mission. Be in a movie. [see Unicorn City, most student films I’ve worked on and this]. Learn to play the bass. donate my hair. gallop on a horse. Wear a ballroom gown. Go somewhere exotic. and to europe. buy a golf cart. See Lion King on IMAX. Volunteer at the Humane Society, Buy a Golf Cart [important enough that I put it twice], Go cardboarding at midnight. See LOTR II again, and LOTR III on the day it comes out. Meet Orlando Bloom. Take a tapdancing class [for two weeks then I dropped out]. Write a childern’s book. Go to a Get Up Kids concert. Do something heroic. Go to Walt Disney World. Start a band. Talk on the phone past midnight. See West Side Story in a big theatre. Be on Wheel of Fortune with Hilary. Go to the premire of a movie…Any movie. [Any movie being key here]. Get a puppy and name it Sirius.
Looks like I’ve got some work to do still.
…and my life ended.
Okay, I’m being dramatic. The real end to that sentence is “…and then I started this blog.”
I’ve had a blog in some form or another since 6th grade–that’s right, before they were even called “blogs”–but more on that come “Throwback Thursday.” Now that I’m graduated, however, and have become “an adult” I’ve decided I should get a grown-up type blog where I actually proof-read and try and have coherent thoughts. No promises, but I’m going to make an effort. I definitely cannot promise there won’t be an excessive amount of quotation marks. Please imagine me gesturing wildly, bending my fingers, as you read any word/phrase embedded in “”.
What does one do after they graduate? What will this blog be about? If you study something like teaching or advertising you probably have a few offers from people who want you to come work for them.
If you studied film your professors give you a hug and say “good luck.”
And you look back and think. Okay, what have I learned the five (yes, it took me five) years I was in college.
Well, I learned a thing or two and hopefully I’ll be able to express them on this-here blog because even though I’m nearly-25, unemployed, and “desperately single” (not my words) I’m also sort of an adult now and full of the wisdom 25-years of life and a Bachelor’s degree will give you.
So this’ll be the tale of me trying to find a job, trying to use my education in a meaningful way, and trying to find love–because every story needs a bit of romance.
Your blogger,
Lawsy
p.s.
I thought the word on the street was that WordPress is better than Blogger but I’m not loving the whole having to pay to customize the template. Give me color choices or give me death! We’ll see how long I last here.
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