Happy Ugly Sweater Day!

Tonight Layne and I went ice skating to celebrate both Christmas, Ugly Sweater Day, and Talk With a Fake British Accent Day. Turns out the Galleria has the largest indoor Christmas tree in America! We feel fancy now.

Aaa! Big tree is coming to get my ugly sweater! Now... I feel burdened to say this. The sweater I'm wearing is my dad's (that's why it fits so awfully... I'm not really rectangular, people)... and I want to clarify that on him it is a really awesome Christmas sweater. It's simply the fact of a girl wearing it that makes it that. On him? Not ugly. On me? Um, yeah.

We got to the rink during an ice dancing show, so we had to wait an hour... so we tried on formal gowns!

I love the picture on the left. While we were in the store we talked in British accents the whole time. It was FUN!

Finally on the ice... we had to accept that we looked like spazzes. Yikes. We got pretty good by the end though, I could skate on one foot like a fancy swan.

...My teeth freak me out in this one. Actually I look pretty awful in all of these. Oh well. The sweater in person was more of a Sandra Bullock in While You Were Sleeping kind of look... not just... like... Frosty the Snowman.

We named the tree Bill, and decided that someday we will be in charge of decorating it, and will put a moustached face on it. Yes!

There was this really cute guy there, and he was an amazing skater! Fancy jumps and stuff! Plus, later on he put on a really awesome logger hat with a fur pom-pom on top. Nice.

Waiting for the Zamborghini to be done (isn't my face crazy red!?haha). Yes, a Zamborghini is a really fancy Italian Zamboni.

Attempted ice dancing. We both fell down only once!

We're gonna make this a tradition, it was so much fun... even though I'm partially dead today. My feet blister really easily because they're shaped funny from so many broken toes. Plus we skated for TWO 1/2 HOURS. Go us! Next year, however, our costume of choice will be... ugly sweaters, funny stockings, sparkly ice princess eyeshadow, and FLUFFY TUTUS!

(p.s. the winter olympics are my favorite.)

(p.p.s. i was a little scared of ice skating, and i'm not now... so theres something off the list!)

On the fourth day of Christmas...

To get you in the wintery mood, here is "Toast: a small winter film", just released by the amazing European store (much like Anthropologie), Toast aw08.

What they said about it...

"This short mood movie brings to life the still shots you might have seen in our four aw08 catalogues. Shot on location in Slovakia and Hungary on a vintage Super8 camera by our wonderful photographer Jenny Zarins, cunningly put together by filmmaker Arvid Eriksson and with music specially composed and performed by Bellowhead member Sam Sweeney, it's a small, evocative, dreamy jewel of a film"

Adobe ad

This is great... I love when people put some effort into their commercials and make them artistic.

Great Ikea Commercial

I loved this... too cute!

Oh man.

So... I'm babysitting again tonight, and Wes told his dad before he left,

"Daddy, you look like a president"

because he was wearing a tux.

And then before he went to bed (after I told him a very, very, very modified version of Peter Rabbit, wherein Peter was named Wes and fought Mr. Macgregor because Macgregor was growing deadly vegetables to kill all the rabbits. Beatrix Potter, I'm sorry.) he told me,

"Your socks are funny. They're sooo beautiful, they could be princess socks. And fly!"

Mr. Demille

Well, auditions for Pride and Prejudice went pretty well... it's hard to tell just exactly how well they went. My monologue was pretty good, I think, at least on the upper side of ok, and the cold readings (which were so much fun!) went quite well. I wound up reading mostly for the role of Elizabeth, and that was definitely the strongest part of the audition. I was suprised to see 7 or 8 girls I knew there... and so few guys... yikes... hopefully more will audition Thursday. Seriously, people, there are so many awesome cute girls auditioning here, you'd think more guys would show up.

But the most exciting part... this morning the Auditor emailed me for a callback! Yea! So Saturday morning I'll be going there with bells on. Or off. Whatever I feel like.

Cecil is suprisingly supportive of this theatrical endeavor. He says that "theatre is the mixed pursuit of all art forms and therefore something to be admired."

Percy just thinks the sets are pretty.

(the sister spud wanted me to talk about her in this post ... so here. Sister spud is eating pizza right now.)

.cold.tired.oneshoeon.oneshoeoff.hintingsofsorethroat.toomuchtodo.auditiontomorrow.monologuescaresme.help.help.todayhasbeenok.butithasnotbeengreat.

psst

I'm in Memphis right now, visiting the Beauchamps for Daniel and Andrew's college graduation party! The womenfolk are in the kitchen cooking now, and I'm making pretty paper decorations to make things more festive.

Reminder: Ugly Sweater Day is coming up on Thursday... have you got your sweaters yet? Please remember to take a picture of yourself in your ugly sweater and send it to nfhearne@yahoo.com ! Can't wait to see the festive ugliness! I have plans on Thursday to go ice skating with some friends at the oh-so-festive galleria rink (they have the biggest, sparkliest tree in the world!) in our ugly sweaters. Any plans?

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Today I met my dad for lunch before Spanish class... and afterwards as a suprise he took me to Sprinkles cupcake shop! It was so fancy! The entire bakery smells sweet and light... I want to go to there.

In other news, I'm currently preparing for a piano performance (two pieces to memorize for next saturday) and an open casting audition for Pride and Prejudice. I have to do a prepared monologue... I'm deciding between the "Down the Rabbit Hole" monologue from Alice in Wonderland and "Thought as Fair as She" from Midsummer Night's Dream. What do you think?

steam from a cup, snow on the ground

For my birthday my parents gave me one of those lovely ipod nanos such as may be found in those delightful tv ads with the colourful dancing people!

Though its name is still pending, I think for now I may safely call him Fred. Who knows.

Anyways, he is golden-yellow and the back says "look at the stars, see how they shine for you" because my mum knows my Coldplay love. And he records video, plays movies, has a speaker and calendars and timers, and does this fancy flippy thing in the cd menu. I feel a little sentimental about my old first-gen soapbar ipod, but... Fred is so awfully fancy.

As birthday dinner my family and I had a living room picnic in front of the fire (all the furniture is moved out because of carpet cleaning) with soup and cupcakes.

And then when I got on facebook later that night, I had not one, not eleven, but a grand forty-five birthday notifications. Yeep! It was a rather grand moment.