Off to see the world..call me Columbus.

I can't think of anything to type about, per se. So mind me as I ramble on about seeming nothingness.

I want to plan a big vacation for spring break. Something fun--you know, adult-like and liberating. Just one of those exotic trips you dream about, kind of. Here are my proposals; you vote:

1. Paris, France--Who doesn't want to go to France? And, let's face it; I'm a huuuge art geek. So it's rather fitting. And. For 5 nights and roundtrip airfare it's only like $900 right now. So this is a biiiiig possibility. I'm getting my passport next week. Just in case.

2. Hawaii--only problem, ehh..there are two, is that a) we own property here (aka the picture above) and b) it's $900--the same as the Paris trip. Sooo yeahhh.

3. New York--Secretly, I just want to go there to take cool lomo-photog pictures like this one. Srsly. Amazingg. Natalie+lomo=bliss. And taking some dance classes wouldn't be argued against, either :]

4. London--a little more costly than Paris, but still completely affordable. And, France-->Britain roundtrip tickets are under $300. Sooo..maybe both in one. Biggest plus-factor: they speak English. My four years of highschool French is rusty. And by Rusty I mean pre-wizard-of-oz-tin-man :[ (OHH AND CAN I MENTION HOW MUCH I LOOOOOVE HDR PHOTOGRAPHY?!?! Slowly learning how to master it..I'll post some stuff later).

Okay okay okay. Also, if anyone's legitimately interested in tagging along from March 15-20th let me know. I need a traveling buddy (or multiple) *cough*Christine.

Camera-phone documentary: Scene One

I was feeling domestic, so I decided to bake a little. You know--give away some treats to people I'll most likely ask for favors in the near future ;) A look into the wife-like 2 hour life of Natalie:




And so it begins, with the demonic Wilton "clear" artificial vanilla flavoring. It had one of those "tamper proof" wrappers from h-e-double-shoot-me-in-the-face.

Annihilated. Hmmph! (20 minutes later)

Thanks to THESE scissors of divine greatness. Really. These things cut like heaven. And rode me to victory in the defeat of TEH EVILLE TAMPER-PROOF WRAPPER!

I Charlie-and-the-chocolate-factory'd these things. Yet no golden ticket :[

This mess of ick made...


THESE!!! <3
And then packaged.

Like so..


It was fun. I enjoyed it. This weekend I'm taking on some gourmet banana bars for Break the Fast. :]


UPDATE: bored at work=a little creativity. Tehe. I like it.

I have this weird habit..

Anytime I throw a straw wrapper away, I tie it in a knot and rip it. I have to. It's not even a free-agency decision. My freewill is gone.

I drink EVERYTHING with ice. For example. Today. I had some fresh-squeezed OJ..with ice. Sick? Nope. Tasty, indeed.

I sing to myself when I snowboard. Quite loudly, I might add. And slightly off-tune. :]] Ohh..for the love!

I find one song that I love. And listen to it. Over and over and over. Eventually, I grow rather tired of it. Then hate it. (EXCEPTION: Lydia. <3)

I bite my straws. Sick-le-ick, I know. This boy-who-lived-in-my-heart-once-upon-a-time got me stuck on that habit. Blast.

I draw on e'ry-thang. School notes, personal notes, receipts, surveys, final papers, AP exams...*cough*Hannah-Montana-on-calculus-free-response-#4*cough* <--AND I got a 5; take THAT AP test!! BOO YAH.



{Pretty much} I'mma freak :]

Canon canon can we?

In two weeks THIS will be my new camera <3 Along with this schmexxxxy new flash. WAH. Glorious.

Illuminate. Oh bright happy land of musical bliss.

LYDIAsized

I'm obfreakingsessed.

And have been.

For way too long.

And I love every minute of it.

Have YOU ever listened?

If not, do the following:

CLICK HERE

Search "Lydia Illuminate"

Pay particular listening attention to:

*The One You Once Loved is Leaving

*One More Day

*Hospial

*Fate

*Your Taste is My Attention

*December

Prepare to be LYDIAsized. Tell me how it goes.

Ohh. You can listen to them HERE, too.

Oh. And Aaron Marsh (lead singer of Copeland) sings in some of their stuff. YESSSSSSSS.

PS. My friend just texted me this: "I went snowboarding today". Whattehheck!?! Depress. Ing. Is it season yet? :[
*UPDATE--
me:"whaaaat?!?!??!?!?!?!"
him:"in my dreams. dangit"
me:"i hope you get pooped on by a bird"

I'mma hie to kolob.

My exciting weekend news:

1) Friday: Jenn was baptized. I was allotted the priviledge to speak on baptism. I also got a fabulous new calling (read on); bye-bye cupcake-making-mingle-lady.

2) Saturday: Wrote talk number two.

3) Sunday: Best day of my week. Always. NEW CALLING: WARD MISSIONARY. Ohfreakingkay you have no no no idea how stoked I am about this! How COOL is this?!?!?! Srsly. Also: talk number two was delievered. On pioneers. Probably the most challenging talk I've ever had to write. I went about it a little differently. Hmm.

Okay. On this spiritual-ish note, I am posting links to my favorite church songs. I highly reccommend you listen. Mmkay.

One
Two
Three
Four

Tell me your favorite <33

OHH PS. I am going to throw together a little camera-in-my-hand-adventure so if anyone wants to come shoot or get shot (LOLZ..wiff a camera) shoot me an email and we'll work something out <3

nataliemorgandub@yahoo.com

Do work, sonn!

Well, aside from the fact that I have TEH BEST job in the world, I'll let you in on a little preview of what exactly I do :]

1. Download schnazzy fonts and play with fun color combinations. You what? Think it gets boring? HECK to the NO-WAY-JOSE.

2. Incorporate robineggblue and red into every possible thing I can. Quite frankly, it's ridic.

3. Put my life at risk 492 times a day walking up and down THESE *stabs finger at picture* in heels. I think I'mma go join cirque du soliel, now..

4. Watch people enter and exit the country club, providing an occasional "Have a nice day" if they throw me some eye-contactin'.

5. Look at wedding dresses {*cough*foundMINE *doublecough*for 294 years from now}. No, I am not wedding hungry. At all, actually. But understand the environment: I work with the wedding planner {aka look/talk/think wedding stuff lots}. So so so funn. I can't wait for the first wedding of the season! Oh, and don't worry--I even emailed this designer to inquire about the price of this beaut' and if adding straps was feasible.

6. Draw nObama. Hence why I made him have primitive-like features. WELP. Change change changeeee.

7. Work on non-primitive-like sketches. Kinda fun. But I 'aint no Brie Wallis. <--luh you bff.

8. Get on good terms with the chef <3

Please excuse the poor picture quality. I snapped them with the cellular. We all know I'd go to town had I had my SLR :[[

Eggs overeasy, please..

I am giving two talks this weekend.
And I am so thoroughly excited for BOTH.

Friday: Jenn's baptism--on, yep, you guessed it--baptism.
Sunday: Sacrament--on pioneers.

Okay. More later. I'm just bored at work.

Random thought:
I opened my refrigerator and saw a generic-brand egg beater carton which read: "99% real egg". This, inherently, left me wondering whattheheck the other 1% was. Fake egg?

Me: "Hey mommaface can you scramble me some 1% fake egg, I'm going to be late to work.."
Mom: "Uhhh..what would you like the other 99% to be?"
Me: "Real egg."
Mom: "Figured."

Hi my name is "She-who-must-not-be-named"..

No--I am not uberrr kewl-faced like 98% of Mesa population
(even though I currently live in Scottsdale; nice one, Nat)
and wasting a ridiculous 3 hours of precious sleep to see
HARRYYY POTTERRRRR!!

Why not?
It's simple: Netflix.

That's all.




Oh. And by the way, if it isn't already apparent, I am obsessed with robbin egg blue. With red. All at once. In a blender. Like a robin-egg-blue-red smoothie. With an energy boost. Supposing it was brewed at Jamba Juice.

J'aime le photographie de..

New obsession: Gregoire Alexandre. The French really ARE good for something. So much inspiration lately. I know what I'm doing for my next shoot. AND I just found a place to get my new camera for $800! I am one happy Toll House Elf. <--Whaatehfreak? Srsly.

Beautiful Lighting..^

Great concept^

Mmmarrvelous composition^

It's like an ecstasy trip from the confines of your comfortable chair..zwowww!

Mmm..high-profile fashion photog would be tehshiz.org

Shyeaah. So that's what I've been doing at work--photog stalking. I love how the simplicity (or obscurity, in this case) of one's ideas can breathe life for the inspiration of others.

SOAPBOX

In my tum-tum-tummy..

I have a new best friend. He listens to me talk and never interrupts. He satisfies my every want. And he looks great in silver.

I feel so sick

because of you.

thanks, broseph.

Nat's oscar-winning FML of the day..

I throw on my gym clothes, jump in the car and speed down to Albertson's to buy
some cookie dough for my annual Wednesday "So You Think You Can Dance-pizookie-extravaganza"
(followed by a good workout at the gym--LOL). I get out (looking like a molerat, mind you) and proceed to walk in, only to be approached and preceedingly whistled at by teh-reaaal-slim-shady's many twins. Ugh. I glared. An evil glare. Voted them number-one in my head. Rolled my eyes. Walked off.

Thought that would be the end of that, right?

Wrong.
Turns out they're my new next-door neighbors.


FML.