The Weekend Song

Friday, I'm in love

No work! Instead, I came home and did...nothing. Actually, I did watch a couple episodes of AD and went over to the BFF's apartment. They had a bunch of guys over and the talk inevitably turned to the subject of dating. Within about twenty minutes of me being there, one of the guys turns to me and asks me if he can set me up with his friend who just got home from a mission. Oddly enough, I have a fair amount of experience being a RM's first date back, so I agreed. Except we somehow started talking about something else and he never got my number to give to the guy. Le sigh. I guess if he really wants to set us up, he'll figure it out, but I'm not gonna count on it.

Another Saturday night, and I ain't got nobody

I slept in and woke up to a gloriously quiet room. Let me explain...no, there is too much. Let me sum up. We started out the semester with five roommates total and lost one of them early on to medical deferment. She and I shared a room, which was cool since they're three-person bedrooms. Most people would have to be crazy to have one roommate, let alone two others in the same room. It worked out great last semester and it ended up just being two of us this semester. Once Sarah left, then Em moved in with me to even things out. About a week ago, Em announces that she withdrew from school and is going to be with her fiance instead. Whatevs. She was cool, but I totally ended up with my room! This is exceedingly cool because a) these rooms are huge--probably bigger than your average studio apartment and b) the price for the entire semester is less than it would cost to pay for a week's worth of living in your average studio apartment. Coming to college was the first time I ever had to share a room, so I'm stoked out of my mind to have my own space again. ("There's a place where/I can go and/share my secrets toooo...")

Also, I was going to Wal-Mart to pick up a few things, when I tried to convince myself not to stop into Down East Outfitters, since I'm supposed to be saving money and all. And then I realized that I was going to go in and look around anyway, because my willpower is not that great. TOTALLY worth it, because I left with a pair of 7 for all mankind dark skinny jeans for $10, J. Crew navy business pants for $3.50 and a Le Tigre red mini cable knit sweater for $3. All brand new, too! Oh yeah, it was a total savings of around $230. I rock the shopping hizz-ouse.

I spent a few hours in the brain imaging lab and when I came home, our FHE (Family Home Evening) brother John called and invited us to go play Ultimate!Frisbee. First game of the season, natch! I show up a few minutes late and see a large group of people playing touch football. I roll my eyes, thinking that they changed their minds, but decide to be a good sport anyway. (Pun.) I don't see John, but I do see a couple of people I know and join a team. I can't stand football and about halfway into a play, I notice a new group of people across the field. Frisbee friends! I finish up the play (and by "finish up" I mean continue to stand there and pretend like I know what's happening) and politely excuse myself to go and get my Ultimate! on.

Ohhh yeah, frisbee is so my game. I was a bit rusty, but warmed right up. (That's what she...never mind.) "Football is like rock and roll, it's just bam-bam-boo... And basketball is like jazz, you know?" If Michael's right, then Ultimate! is definately the indie rock of sports. A little more unconventional, more fluid, and a smaller following of very devout fans.

Moral of the story: Not exercising for months (on doctor's orders, mind you, following the back break) = a very sore next couple of days following physical activity

Also, I restrained myself from buying ice cream after and ate an otter pop instead. Maybe I do have a smidge of will power!

Sunday morning, rain is falling

Church was nice--I had to play the piano in both Relief Society and Sacrament Meeting. I talked to the fam and the bff. KK and I went over to our friend's house for dinner. They're locals and just got back from Europe and their mom is officially the coolest lady in town. A hearty, homecooked meal is always a plus in my book. I played around on my guitar a bit and watched the "Dummy" episode of Pushing Daisies.

Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

Unless you like the rain and it's a holiday! I intended to make the most of my day off, and boy howdy, did I ever! I did some more of this rare "sleeping in" thing and wanted to make a big breakfast. Then I remembered I don't really like real breakfast food for breakfast and would rather just eat lucky charms. I imported some music to my iTunes and updated my Amazon wish list. I put in a new shower liner and left my hair wavy. I stocked up my purse with ritz and lemon drop soda and went to the movies. Have any of you seen Penelope? I was really looking forward to it and ended up being mildly disappointed. I mean, it was cute and James McAvoy continues to be Mr. Briti-licious, but here are my beefs. Minor spoilers... 1. The mom, played by Catherine O'Hara (who will always be the mom in Home Alone to me), is so obnoxious. Her character isn't supposed to be exactly likeable, but she had no redeeming qualities whatsoever. We get it, you're really good at high-pitched squeals. 2. Christina Ricci (a.k.a. Creepy-face [with or without pig snout] who talks like a twelve-year-old) has never been my favorite actress. 3. The story was very rushed and the script seemed patchy in places.

The lab took up a couple hours of my afternoon and I came home and made brinner! (Turk-speak for breakfast for dinner.) Like I said before, I don't like breakfast foods in the morning, but I love them for night foods. Yummy! I made this:


The BFF got home from her trip and I took over her birthday gift. The card has two fish saying "What do you call a fish with no eyes?" "I don't know... What?" "FSH!" Because if anything defines our relationship, it's corny fish jokes. She got a 4-quart ice cream maker, because it's not every day you turn 21. Happy birthday!

Now I'm gonna write up the rest of this week's posts (mostly just gift lists...we'll be back to normal blogging next week). Maybe I'll study, too. I know this was a bit ramble-y, but I just needed to write something.

Edit: Oh, I forgot to mention that Tib's having a surprise giveaway. Go check it out!

I like to look at jewelry more than I like to wear it. I think these serve both purposes.

1. Silver Forget Me Knot Ring, MOMA Store, $65

2. Typewriter Necklace, QA Creates, $12.99


3. Chalcedony Cascade Earrings, Linda Trent Jewelry, $38

Etsy is the awesomest way to waste your time ever, am I right or am I right?

1. Scarf For Two print, theblackapple, $18
I hear they can suspend your Indie License for 30 days if you don't like scarves...

2. Home, Sweet Home print on fabric, Aunty Cookie, $18
...and not liking stuff with birds on it is a six-month probation of your Indie Cred. You probably have to go to remedial classes, also.

3. Sky Over Nova Scotia photograph, Broomhill Pictures, $20
My living room wall: "Hey, Gretchen? It's getting a little boring in here, don'tcha think?"
Me: "I've been really busy and I have these posters of Europe I've been meaning to hang up..."
My living room wall: "STOP MAKING EXCUSES. You know what? Buy me this photo and we'll call it good."
Me: sighs "Yeah, sure."


The lovely Brooke over at Oh My Seven tagged me for the six things meme. I thought about doing another six degrees theme, but that was kind of an effort to link it all together and today is not a "put-forth-effort" kinda day. Instead, you get:

Six Random Things About My Name
or
This is actually a lot more interesting than it sounds

1. "Gretchen" is German for "little pearl." It's a pet form of Margaret. (Margaret + chen (meaning "little") = Gretchen...I'd never put that together before just now.)

2. In numerology, my number is 7 and my soul urge number is 9. ("Soul urge" sounds like more of a musical movement than a test of my character.) My inner dream number is 7. The whole analysis is scary accurate. "You dream of having the opportunity to read, study, and shut yourself off from worldly distractions. You can see yourself as a teacher, mystic, or ecclesiastic, spending your life in the pursuit of knowledge and learning. At full maturity you are likely to be a very peaceful and poised individual." Heck yes!

3. I took a New Testament course my freshman year. This marked the first time where I WAS NOT THE ONLY GRETCHEN IN THE CLASS. Holy cow, this threw me off! I think it threw her off, too, since the prof would be all, "Gretchen, what did you think about this verse?" and we'd both start to talk. It was a bit of a blow to my ego, since I'm so used to being That Smart Girl With The Weird Name.

4. Over the years, I've garnered quite the collection of nicknames. Gretch-a-sketch (naturally), Gretch, Gretcher, Gretchie, Fetchin' Gretchen, GretchieGAL, Gretchizzle, and Hen.

5. I've had my own personalized version of "Hey There, Delilah" sung to me on the radio. You see, my friend Dan interned as DJ at his local Minnesotan radio. (Quick backstory on Dan: We met last summer and he could make me laugh like no other person I know. He's on a mission right now in Argentina. He's a couple years younger than me and apparently carried this massive torch for me...but it was sadly unrequited.) Anyhow, he got some friends together for the background vocals and at approximately 2 AM in the morning, the following song airs. "Hey there, Gretchen/What's it like in [hometown], Utah/You're a thousand miles away/But girl, tonight you look so pretty/Yes you dooooo/Temple Square can't shine as bright as you." He even managed to sneak in a "That's What She Said" during his dialogue. The whole thing was so amazingly cool.

6. Remember Recess? And the character Gretchen Grundler? I'm convinced her character was based off of me. In high school, I was a proud member of MESA, because I guess I needed to be even nerdier. So we buy our hoodies and in a moment of dorkiness, I decide to get "Grundler" embroidered on the hood. Two weeks later they arrive and I have one of those "Oh crap what have I done" epiphanies. I spend the rest of the year with the tip of the hood tucked in, so the name isn't visible. I'm not sure what I was so afraid of, becuase I'm sure the fact that I was wearing a Math, Engineering, and Science Achievement sweatshirt entirely NEGATED any minorly geeky cartoon reference I could have made. I still have it, too, but these days? I wear it with pride.

My previous tags (Elise, Marlayna, and KK) still stand, because I haven't seen your six random things yet, girls!

The best gift I've ever recieved was a copy of the 1887 book "Gretchen." I hadn't ever heard of it before, in fact, I'm pretty sure Dad picked it up at a thrift store. See, what makes it so rad is that it was published exactly one hundred years before my birth and it's an old book. I have this thing for old books--the uneven type, the yellowed pages, the fabric binding, and gold-embossed titling. They just don't make 'em like that anymore. New books are super awesome, too. They have the advantage of glossy covers, new book smell (is there anything better?), and precise design. I rarely actually buy books. Instead, I'm a library regular, but I would not mind adding these to my collection.

1. The Host, Stephenie Meyer, $14.29
I can't wait to see how she handles sci-fi.


2. 125 Best Cupcake Recipes, Julie Hasson, $12.89
OM NOM NOM.

3. I Am America (And So Can You!), Stephen Colbert, $17.81
Please come back to the presidential race?

I took these a couple weeks ago during our neuroscience lab on "photography as a tool in science." Yeah, you got me. Still, I had a lot of fun re-living the photography days of my youth. (I won the New Mexico State Reflections Contest in photography during 8th grade, with a completely staged picture of the Lil' Bro whispering secrets to a sunflower. He probably hates me for bringing that up.) Enjoy!















Maybe I'm going into the wrong field...


Today marks the beginning of my birthday countdown gift lists! It's not so much for me to come across all consumer-hungry and "Oh, it's my birthday, buy me stuff!" (Unless you happen to be one of my parental units, in which case, listen up.) Think of it more as a way for me to introduce y'all to some really cool merchandise on the interwebs. Kind of like a fake audition for Oh My That's Awesome.


I'm a die-hard shirts and jeans girl. I wish I were better about dressing up, but given the choice, I'm sticking with my Threadless collection, thankyouverymuch.


1. I Love Katherine, Nuda Tees, $12



2. The Historical Conquests of Josh Ritter Tee, Blue Collar Distro, $16
I don't talk nearly enough about Josh Ritter on here. I love this man and his music so much.



3. Forever Jung, Mental Floss, $14.95
The psychology nerd in me needs this.

Sharing is Caring

If the internet were a person, I'd marry it. For real.

1. This parody version of Baby Got Back is book comedy at its finest. Cheryl Klein wrote it, with lyrics like "So ladies, if lit's your love/And you wanna make like Nabokov/Dial 1-800-READSALOT/And we'll read those banned novels/Baby got book!"

2. Golfwidow dreamed up the hilarious LOLdiner, which would be Teh Successful IRL.

3. Rachelskirts introduced me to Daily Lit. Get a couple pages of a book emailed to you every day for free!

4. Naomi, a.k.a. the "Cupcake Ninja" was recently featured over at Cupcakes Take the Cake. Her fondant designs are the tastiest little bites of pop culture I've seen.

5. Download Ben Gibbard (*dreamy sigh*) singing Rilo Kiley's Silver Lining here.

6. Miss Erin got an ARC of Shannon and Dean Hale's Rapunzel's Revenge and recently reviewed it. Color me jealous!

7. Mark your calenders! This Tuesday is Eliza Doolittle Day!

8. I totally won an Airhead t-shirt from Meg Cabot! I can only imagine there were hundreds of entries and I was one of the thirty! When it arrives, I'll post my entry for who I'd want to trade bodies with if I had the chance.

9. Edge created a list of her top twenty songs in my honor. Thanks again!

10. Moshi moshi! Did you know The Office originally started out as a Japanese show?



11. My new (and final) header is up! Feed readers, come give it a looksie. (Question: I can't figure out for the life of me how to make it link back to the home page. Any advice?)

12. I'm going to be participating in Pink of Perfection's May Project for the next week. The theme is Media Detox, which means I'm going to cut down on all non-essential internet surfing. Um, which is a LOT of extra time I'll have on my hands. Hey, homework? Let's be friends again!
I'm going to try and draft my posts tonight, so I'll still blog, but I might not be around so much on twitter or commenting or the like. Wish me luck!

Who wants to take odds on the likelihood of SNL trying to recapture the "Lazy Sunday" dream world of magic tomorrow night?
Steve Carell + The release of Prince Caspian + Season Finale=Bring it on!



Check it out, yo! The Anthrocite Museum!

(Get it? Pet peeves? Ahahaha!)

I thought after Wednesday's rather serious post, I'd lighten the place up a little with the help of my friends, teh LOLcats.
I considered elaborating on each of them, but I think they LOLspeak for themselves. Also, #3 is the most serious infraction you can make.

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