heh heh... false alarm

hokay... so.

I was mistaken about what I needed to bring to drawing class, as it turns out I only needed to bring in pictures of animal skeletons and muscle systems from the internet or books. So I was actually ahead of the game with my five composite animal skeletons which I was freaking out about this morning because I thought I had less than half of what I needed. Man was that a big relief. Anyway, Jenn you have nothing to be worried about :) drawing class is just fine. Oh and Lita, I have a couple of ideas that I will scan in, this should be fun :D :D :D

loves to everyone!

does ANYBODY have a dollar???

people PEOPLE I am in need of your generous assistance! If anyone has an extra dollar and a love for lemonade I have a proposal for you. If you simply make your way to Walla Walla, Washington there is a young woman there, you will know her for her curly hair, lemonade in hand and unfortunate lack of a dollar bill. A dollar in change would be gladly accepted but a crisp fancily flat bill will work wonders as well. You will find this sad sad young woman in the library... should you find more than one library in the Wallas don't lose heart! Keep searching! She needs chocolate! Please people! Dig deep in your hearts for compassion and love and deep into your wallets for a dollar! It isn't a donation, it's a trade! There is no work for you, she has already put the money into the machine and everything! All you need to do is present the dollar to her and she'll happily and triumphantly present the lemonade to you. So answer the call! Be on your way! Be it by bus, train, plane, foot or pack mule may you fly... that is, go fast... and relieve her of the delicious however cursed lemonade so she can get some chocolate like she really wanted before the lemonade machine ate her dollar which was stupid because she was just testing it to make sure it was good because the chocolate machine wasn't taking it.

Thank you all and goodnight.

This is nuts

Drawing class is insane :P On Monday I have to bring in fourteen drawings, first of all I need to make up seven composite animals combining at least three real ones, then I need to sketch out skeletal and muscular diagrams of each :P APPARENTLY zoobooks are great for this. I say this is crazy and I'm going nuts, I don't even have seven ideas for animals let alone drawings of their skeletons and muscle structure! Bugs are one thing, animals? :P I know as soon as I have my animal it won't be horrible and having a sketch of it's skeleton and muscles will probably be an effective tool but... *whine* I don't want to draw SEVEN of them :P :P :P stupid intermediate drawing class.... *sigh* my best idea of an animal so far is a cat with horns and big tiger paws. Other than that a snake/fish/lizard is my best bet.

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!!

YAY LITA'S BIRTHDAY!!! I think I have pictures too... let me see...
I DO!

Here is our friend party at the beach :D


and here is Lita in a van :)


and HERE AGAIN!! :D with the uncles and the Vieve (vee-vee) :D so cute! well... Cam's face is a little... but Lita looks GREAT! as always eh?



Happy happy happy day Lita friend! We love you!!

This is not easy

Not being motivated sucks. I've gotten into the bad habit of just waiting around for Logan to call or write. I don't really want to do anything else. A lot of the time I fall into that horrible cycle of being down because of circumstances and as a result slacking on things then feeling bad for slacking which just enhances the down feeling and then I feel worse and days go by without me doing much in the way of functional homework or housework... and I don't know how to dig myself out... I tend to swing from feeling sad because I haven't heard from Logan in x amount of days or gotten more than 2 or 3 sentence emails because he doesn't get much time on the computer to feeling spoiled because he gets to call or write at all. It seems like everything people say to try and help makes me feel worse because a lot of it (mainly at work) is the "look at the bright side" approach and as bad as it sounds there are many days that I just want to yell back in their face that I don't WANT to look at the "bright side". I don't care how much he gets to call or write, he's gone. And I don't care for how long, if you're husband is far away and you can't see him it's hard. I don't want to compare my situation with others', I don't want to feel so sluggish and sad, I don't want to randomly burst into tears, I want to be stable. I want to be grounded and at least semi-level headed. I know I'm an emotional person naturally, I'm not expecting to change who I am.... I just want to be stronger so that I can be more of a support to my husband and less of a burden to my friends and family who care about Logan and I.

Last Sunday in church I cried during worship because one of the men (I think he's the leader of one or more prayer teams) got onstage and shared a word about how God is changing us to be more like him and he said God is making us good. That touched my heart because there are a lot of days I think that I am a bad wife, or a bad employee or student or army wife or whatever. But when Troy said what he did I heard God telling me that I was good, and it's not in the sense that I have it all under control or I know how to do everything and am totally comfortable in the role that I have right now, more so that my heart is good, I know I'm in His hands but what is hard right now is resting in His hands. I haven't figured that one out yet, but I will. At least now I know what I'm not doing so that I can make an effort to change.

FINALLY!

NOW, on the computers at work and on my little receipts it says "ALYSSA G" oh yeah :) that's right, Alyssa G :D Not algae, Alyssa G.

... I was going to say something else... but... I think it flew away... or I have mud on me... I dunno...

Oh yeah! 132 wet sheep! that's what my dad-in-law shore the other day. He's a shearer, from New Zealand, and pretty much the BEST dad-in-law EVER around ANYWHERE! I LOVE MY IN-LAWS!! :D :D :D

My husband is a genius

hokay, so, I was originally only signed up for my color theory class but Logan suggested I try a drawing class, which I had been a bit timid to try because I doubt my skills. Anyway, I took the advice of my signed up for a class and I'm a bit nervous about it because it's an intermediate class and I've never even had a beginning class. Anyway we jumped right into assignments and I'm pretty jazzed about this first one. We have to make a bug from three others. I put together the legs of a stick bug, the body of a beetle and the face of an apple blossom weevil. The scan is a bit dirty and this is only my first actual drawing of it. I don't know what I'm going to call it though... I also have to make up a biological background. I'm thinking I'll say it's from New Zealand because I can attribute any really weird things I think of to how remote the islands are and how there are places that no one has even been to there, that's where my bug is from. :)

on a serious note...

I miss my Logan. He hasn't even been gone that long, and I've gotten to hear from him quite a bit considering the circumstances. I think one of the things that makes it hard even though I get to hear from him and talk to him (besides that he's not here with me) is that I never really know when or if I'll get to be in contact with him until he comes home (nevermind that I don't even know for sure when that will be). It's the uncertainty and the complete lack of control and being so in the dark about him. I know he's doing pretty good, I don't know where he is or what he's doing but he says he misses me and he loves me and that he's ok... *sigh* and that's what keeps me going. :) I love him, even if I couldn't hear from him I know I'd keep going it would just be incredible hard. It's tough to explain how it feels, emotionally it's sort of like a cross between a rollercoaster and a cross country race... there are highs and lows and it feels long even though it's not THAT long... but it is.

BUT I know that God is with us, He is good and He's also the only reason that I get through any of this, yay God.

qwertyuiop... or something

Hooray for family!


Logan and I got to spend Christmas with BOTH families this year! yay! We spent Christmas eve and morning here in Portland then headed down for the rest of Christmas and then a good chunk of Boxing day down in Sisters. We got to ride the zoolights train too! :) I love being married! I'm just sad that he had to go back to work this week :( I won't see my Logan until Friday :P :( that makes me sad.... I'm going to go play the piano and try to feel better.


This is us at zoolights, ain't we cute? I like the lights, I think we were standing in front of the tiger exhibit, I think he was hiding because it was cold.

tired

Is holding a caged badger in front of the witness "badgering"?



oh, sorry...

HOORAY FOR BEING MRS.GODSIFF!!

you know what this means don't you? Now at work when my orders show up on the back of house computers it'll say Alyssa G. :D :D :D oh yeah, that's right folks... Alyssa G :D

the night before, Cherise is a weirdo


the first kiss :)

and of course there will be plenty more pictures to come. This is just the begining :D

Fun party!

I had my bridal shower on Sunday. That was fun :D I got lots of cool stuff: a BIG wonderful red comforter, a cheese grater, glasses, flatware, dishes, a racecar spatula, and of course... other things too, I'll have to going on all those thank you cards :)




















Thanks guys!

New plans guys :)

Well guys... it's been a road. One that was originally planned to be four years long.


That didn't happen obviously, we were engaged on January 8th, 2005. :D :D :D :D :D :D :D

So the plan was modified to 18 months, and along the winding way from January to December there have been a lot of up and downs, emotionally, spiritually and of course physically up and down I-5. Even couple times a little further south, down to Sisters :)

Now plans have changed again.
Logan and I, through prayer and waiting on God and discussions with many loved ones older and wiser than ourselves, have officially moved our wedding date up to December 17th, 2005. That's right folks, two weeks. Yeah, we're crazy kids in love, what can we say? We're going to be having a small family wedding, probably in my parent's living or dining room. But no worries, we still want to have everyone dear and (in some cases not-so) near to us to be a part of our move to marriage... hood. We'll be having a BIG reception in a couple months. The reason for waiting so long to have the big reception is 1) my brother Rylan can be there then 2) consideration for out of state/country guests 3) Logan's job and 4) because we said so :P



Above all else we want to thank each and everyone who has been and is still a part of our lives for being there for us and supporting us throughout our lives and especially through our engagement. We love you ALL and will be sending out many many lovely wedding pictures and save-the-date cards for the reception so keep your eyes peeled... but not really, because that sounds gross.








And as always everyone, please, play safe. I know those logs laying around town may seem "safe" even "friendly" but you never know which ones may contain nuts. Thank you.

aaaaaaaww... poor little thing!

Hokay, so Hayden and I were traveling about the little Neopet world in search of food for Cameron's dying neopets when suddenly Hayden pointed to the screen and said, "click there, it's sad" I don't know why I was intrigued by this by I clicked anyway and it was sad! You click on this little dot off in nowhere land and it brings up a picture of this sad little .... thing... (some sort of cute stuffed toy that looked quite depressed) It was the "discarded magical blue grundo plushie of prosperity" I can't believe that name, it is so beautiful.... and yet so, tragically, ironic. It said next to the picture that you couldn't talk to it though, because it was a toy and wouldn't talk back. And that's it! you can't help the poor little thing, you can't pick it up and give it to someone else... all you can do it look at it... neopets you are surly!!!! *sniff* you are uncaring...

It's seven o'clock guys....

It's SEVEN O'CLOCK and we're just getting the "morning light", you know when things kinda look blue? It's supposed to happen within about the 5 o'clock hour, well.... I think so anyway. But today, and recently, it's been happening about 7 o'clock and that's just weird. Winter just HAS to be different doesn't it? You don't see summer gettin the sun up at 4 do you? No. You don't. Maybe winter has an inferiority complex because it thinks that everyone like the warmer seasons better. Personally I like winter and fall, it's crisp and nice.... well.... unless you live in Portland... then more often than not it's wet and coldISH but not cold enough to actually really be worth whining about. It's annoying when you feel cold but you can't just call someone up and whine at them, "Duuuuude it's so cold!" because they'd ask "Is is snowing?" of course you'd have to answer, "........ no ......" and then they would absolutely have license to mock you because if it's not snowing yet it's not really REALLY cold and so you're obviously a wuss. Well MLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHH I gueaa I'm a wuss coz it's COLD :P

Super duper ultra hero

I think my kryptonite is too much eggnog latte :P

I need to find a lazerquick close to my house and open late so I can go make super copies for my super duper ultra graphic design homework. :D DA DA DAAAAAAAA!!! ZOOOM!! I'm off!

That was eventful

hokay, so.

Mom, the kids and myself were just out for a lovely drive to Joylynn's place via downtown to see the lights. Unfortunately we never made it there. I guess the serpentine belt on the van slipped off or something anyway there were battery lights and the-engine-is-way-too-hot lights coming on and dinging and the power steering was gone and the kids were screaming and fireworks were shooting out of the back tires and hundreds of caribou were stampeding though waterfront and SWAT teams were coming down out of the trees ALL AROUND US!!!!! Well.... three out of seven ain't bad... that's nearly half. So, anyway, we pulled into a parking lot. Mom was pretty stressed so the kids were kinda freaked. Cameron was almost in tears because he thought we were never getting home, which ya know if we couldn't call anyone to come get us or come fix the van and our feet were cut off so we couldn't walk home and the river was, like, the ocean... he'd pretty much be right. So there we were, children of the streets, living day to day with little hope and even less Applebees 9oz. house sirloins with garlic mashed potatoes and seasonal vegetables. We had to survive somehow so we left mom to defend the van if needed with her karate chop action and we ventured off to forage for food. Which turned out to be easy enough since across the parking lot, through the bushes, across another parking lot, a couple sidewalks, a street and ANOTHER parking lot there was a seven eleven. Once we braved the crosswalk and stumbled into the store half dead from starvation I gave the kids six bucks to purchase the essentials: gummy candies, airheads, a slurpie and candy bars. On the way back to the van we decided that we should be children of the sidewalks since the streets were wet, dark and kind of full of traffic. No sooner had we piled back into the van and started into our bounteous feast when Joylynn came a-riding though the rain in her valiant black steed... I mean, truck. WE WERE SAVED!!! Alas... we had to leave Mom, but equipped with that lightning fast karate chop action she should be ok. Dad and Tom went to fix the van and rescue her and Joylynn headed back down after dropping us safe at home because her children wanted to see their Gramma.

Was that a harrowing tale or what? Wow, I tell you what wow.

I like cookies

I drink more tea when I have ginger nuts to eat too. Too bad they don't sell them at the Aussie shop downtown :P Oh well... I want a pasty.

Guess what guys

New Zealanders don't celebrate thanksgiving.

You may think this is terribly and utterly obvious.... aaand you'd be right. I'm so blonde sometimes, I was chatting with my gonna be mum-in-law about thanksgiving and what she and my gonna be dad-in-law will be doing and she said he didn't really care all that much and they'd probably sit around and eat cold cereal. I didn't really think about other countries not celebrating thanksgiving, you know why? Because Canada does.

And you know if Canada does something... pretty much everyone does.... except New Zealand.... they don't.

Giving of thanks is tomorrow

So... when does the happy come? I'm in a crazy weird :P blah :( mood tonight. I can't really describe it which is why I used faces. I want to eat but I'm not terribly hungry... I'm sort of depressed, frustrated and sad... I hate that I'm so emotional about everything and I wish that I knew how to better control my emotional responses to things..... grrrrr... I want to rest...