Holi--Festival of Colors

Saturday was a fun day. I went to the The Sri Sri Krishna Temple located clear in American Fork. This big beautiful Hindu Temple out in the middle of Farmer Joe's field. 

And what better way to celebrate the Hindu new year then by throwing colored chalk at each other.

This was the first year that I went to the Festival of Colors. And it was super fun. I was caked in chalk. The music was fun. I dodged the guy who tried to kiss me. I danced and chanted. And I met some great people. 

On the way home my fuel light in my car came on. And I just kept going on faith because I was not about to stop to fill up my car.

My day at work

Checked email, typed a few memos, ran a few things around to be signed, answered phones, resolved issues, saved Davis' butt, ordered a few RMs around, made copies, booked a trip to Peru. It was a full day.

Starting off on the right foot, but wrong shoe‏

What some might see as an omen for a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day, I got a laugh out of…all day long. You know those moments where you can either get mad, stomp your foot, and cry or you can choose laugh. I chose to laugh.
Yesterday I had somewhat of a grumpy, irritable day. So I decided that today I was not going to have a repeat. I went to bed early. This morning I didn’t lay in bed thinking about getting up for quite so long so I wouldn’t be as rushed. I wore a pair of my favorite pants. I didn’t have to look too hard for my keys. I got out the door with plenty of time to make the bus. I read a few chapters from the B of M and I finished a chapter in another book I am really enjoying. “Yes,” I thought, “this is going to be a good day.” Then right before I got off the bus I looked down at my feet and I saw…

…And I started cracking up. I laughed all the way to my office. And every time I looked down at my feet throughout the day I laughed again and again. This seriously and surprisingly made my day. I have no idea how it happened, apparently my mind was somewhere else when I put on my shoes this morning. These are the only shoes I have that I have the same shoe in two different colors.
I’ve decided that it’s good to have things like this happen every now and then. And days that aren’t quite so perfect to help you remember not to take yourself or life so seriously. 
What makes this story even better is the fact that it has happened in my family before. Like sister, like sister.  The heels on my shoes are the same size so I wasn’t walking lopsided. Warning to those who like buying brown and black of the same shoe.

paraskavedekatriaphobia‏

On my way to work today I met up with one of my co workers. I asked him how his day was going so far. (It wasn’t even 8 am) He informed that he woke up feeling pretty good, he was happy that it was Friday and the end of the week. And then he went to make himself some coffee and he was all out. Thus began his Friday the 13^th.  I told him it was a bad sign that he should probably just head back home and stay there.

Five facts about Friday the 13^th.

1. Fear of Friday the 13th — one of the most popular myths in science — is called paraskavedekatriaphobia as well as friggatriskaidekaphobia. Triskaidekaphobia is fear of the number 13.

2. Many hospitals have no room 13, while some tall buildings skip the 13th floor and some airline terminals omit Gate 13. (My sister, who works at IHC, said that they have a 13^th floor but they call it the 14^th floor. Same applies with the rooms.)

3. President Franklin D. Roosevelt would not travel on the 13th day of any month and would never host 13 guests at a meal. Napoleon and President Herbert Hoover were also triskaidekaphobic, with an abnormal fear of the number 13.

4. Mark Twain once was the 13th guest at a dinner party. A friend warned him not to go. "It was bad luck," Twain later told the friend. "They only had food for 12." Superstitious diners in Paris can hire a quatorzieme, or professional 14th guest.

5. The number 13 suffers from its position after 12, according to numerologists who consider the latter to be a complete number — 12 months in a year, 12 signs of the zodiac, 12 gods of Olympus, 12 labors of Hercules, 12 tribes of Israel, 12 apostles of Jesus, 12 days of Christmas and 12 eggs in a dozen.

Facts come from http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/29661652/

Read all about it....

I tend to be a bit of a news/info junky. Something I inherited from my mom but has augmented since I've graduated from college. My daily ritual usually goes as follows

Arrive at work—turn on computer

Clock in—Start email

While loading and checking for new mail go hang up coat and fill up water bottles

Glance through new emails and create a to do list

Put To Do list aside

Check out the headlines

There are a couple different sites that I check out regularly—KSL.com for local news, MSNBC.com and Foxnews.com for nation and world. Occasionally I’ll check CNN, NY Times, Des News, and SL Trib.

I have come to recognize the differences in reporting these different sites take. MSNBC tends to be more liberal and give Obama his free campaigning. Foxnews will often have stories that MSNBC conveniently forgets to show because of the negative light it sheds on the current political power. However Foxnews does not always favor conservative.

I’ve learned to pay attention to not only what is said in the articles but how things are said. For example:

From MSNBC: “Obama reverses stem cell policy --Move ends President Bush's limits on using federal dollars for embryonic stem cell research.”

Foxnews on the same topic: Obama Signs Order Lifting Restrictions on Stem Cell Research Funding—A bit more neutral.

What I really get a kick out of is the comments and opinions that people express about the articles. Some are comments are intelligent and legit. Others can be very ignorant and bias. Often times a war of the tongue (or keystrokes) will break loose.

Check this one out

http://www.ksl.com/index.php?nid=148&sid=5803281&comments=true

U Can't Touch This, Ice Ice Baby

I spent a night in 1980 at the MC Hammer and Vanilla Ice concert in Orem.

And it was totally wicked!

MC Hammer still has his narley pants and his fancy moves. Vanilla Ice still has bling and bass.

As you can see, I wasn't cool enough to get decked out in 80s fashion. But it was fun checking out everyone who did. There were some some interesting styles.