Monday, August 22, 2011
A Youtube Video to Brighten Your Morning
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Thursday, June 30, 2011
The Dress I Can't Ignore

Cant we have a prom at 21? This dress screams at me to make millions and dress like a princess daily. If for only a moment I find my path again it would be worth it.... well kinda... it is 400 big ones... $ching$ching$ching. Perhaps next time my love. For now, I will try to pick myself up on a free tone. Luke and I are struggling with dentist bills, full (not maxed) credit cards, and life in general. Looks like we might not make it to vegas this fall after all. :( I have been thinking a lot about getting a job that I can not give two shits about... got any ideas? I set out resumes again this morning for open Graphic Design positions. I was only able to find 4 on Craig's List... that is not normal. Perhaps it is a sign that I need to get my ass out there and make my billions elsewhere.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
What Calls to My Stomach

Julianie's Awesome Sauce Alfredo:
1 pint Whipping Cream
8 oz fresh parmesan
to taste onion powder/garlic
Cooked noodles of choice (fettucini, rotini, farfalle)
Cooked chicken of choice (grilled, baked, fried)
In a medium sauce pan continuously stir whipping cream at a medium heat till simmering. Add 1/2 parmesan. Continue to stir. Add more parmesan till you get the consistency that you would like. Add onion powder/garlic to taste. Pour Alfredo over noodles. Slice chicken and place over noodles. For added look add a sprinkle of fresh parmesan over your finished project. And then Whallah! Amazing Alfredo! This recipe also reheats alright, it will separate a bit. Not intended for every night usage, you will definitely get fat from that. Also, it goes GREAT in Luke's pizza dough to make a Chicken-Artichoke-Alfredo-Pizza.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
The Rhythm of My Heart

Thursday, May 5, 2011
Greatness comes in Threes

Tuesday, May 3, 2011
The Trio
The Mansion
Everyday
Crashes and bangs are heard throughout the round end, of a long road
little heads peak over fence posts, guarding them from intruders
long sticks become perfect weapons in an epic battle to the death
Inside Territory
The surrounding area sounds of obnoxious 'System of a Down' lyrics sung at the top of little lungs
every abandoned shoe has its own property in which no one wishes to trespass
screams protrude deafeningly when the apposing army gains the lead
game controllers begin to advance through the air
just to come crashing down upon thick skulls
The Fight
Rivals group into pairs to debate the conclusion on the game
limbs tangle and fists fly
pushing and heaving, each attempts to gain top of the totem pole
The After Math
Bundles of bodies lay in heaps on every thinkable surface, to tired to stir
breathing comes heavy, as they lay face down
fruitless attempts to continue the fight build up the silent tension
Take It Outside
Wails erupt from flying silhouettes against the sunset
jump after jump, gaining air as they take off
a sudden renewed disagreement breaks out
every soul leaps to get in on the action
grass stains glide carelessly over dirty jeans
crash and bangs are heard throughout the round end, of a long road

