Today after work I went and got my hair done by Jamie Zobrist. When I got home I found out that Lily got her hair cut too. Only her hair cut was free because Ollie was thoughtful enough to do the job for her. If I only knew that Ollie was so talented, I could have saved my money! Kidding… I love going to get my hair done by Jamie. We always have fun and she does a great job.
I cleaned up the mess but I took a picture so Katy could see it when she got home.
When we showed Grandpa what his four year old grandson had done, he laughed so hard and said, “Ollie, why did you cut your sister's hair?” He said, “So she would look like a boy.” I guess he thought if he changed her hair, he would have a little brother instead. Haha.
Here is a before shot.
And the after shots.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Two Worlds
I'm sitting in my room all alone.
At least that's how it would appear.
Something else is keeping me company.
You may think it's these sweet beats forming a melody
At least that's how it would appear.
Something else is keeping me company.
You may think it's these sweet beats forming a melody
But really I'm just talking to my dear.
Wondering how I talk to someone who isn't near?
It's easy: I take out paper and a pen.
As I write to him I slip into a world of my own.
I'm no longer writing; I'm talking to him.
He's with me, lending a listening ear.
As I spill my thoughts,
He smiles and gently nods in response.
I close my conversation lovingly,
And fade back to what you may call reality.
But I keep him in my heart,
Only to look forward to the next time,
When I slip into my world of sweet sublime.
-Jillian Anderson
August 19, 2007
Wondering how I talk to someone who isn't near?
It's easy: I take out paper and a pen.
As I write to him I slip into a world of my own.
I'm no longer writing; I'm talking to him.
He's with me, lending a listening ear.
As I spill my thoughts,
He smiles and gently nods in response.
I close my conversation lovingly,
And fade back to what you may call reality.
But I keep him in my heart,
Only to look forward to the next time,
When I slip into my world of sweet sublime.
-Jillian Anderson
August 19, 2007
No More Finals Crap!
Ok, I am now an official blogger. My roommate, Brittany, made a blog last fall and ever since then I thought it would be fun to make one for myself. I'm pretty crazy during my semesters at BYU. I kept myself from making one because I thought it would distract me from my studies. I know... what loser would admit that?
On the very last day of the semester the mailman knocked on our apartment door. He asked for a "Jillian Anderson." I said "That's me!" That's when he handed me a plunger. I thought it was the funniest thing because it wasn't even packaged. The mailman said it was the most interesting thing he's ever delivered.
I didn't have to read the words that were written all over it to know it was from Elder Ringer. The letter wrapped around and around, from bottom to top. It read, "Dear Jillian, I know that all this "finals crap" has got you pretty stressed so I hope this plunger makes you smile."
It made me smile for sure. So now that I'm done with all the finals crap, I am aloud to spend a few minutes making this blog. I'm happy to be home with my family and work for my dad every weekday this summer.
On the very last day of the semester the mailman knocked on our apartment door. He asked for a "Jillian Anderson." I said "That's me!" That's when he handed me a plunger. I thought it was the funniest thing because it wasn't even packaged. The mailman said it was the most interesting thing he's ever delivered.
I didn't have to read the words that were written all over it to know it was from Elder Ringer. The letter wrapped around and around, from bottom to top. It read, "Dear Jillian, I know that all this "finals crap" has got you pretty stressed so I hope this plunger makes you smile."
It made me smile for sure. So now that I'm done with all the finals crap, I am aloud to spend a few minutes making this blog. I'm happy to be home with my family and work for my dad every weekday this summer.
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