ugh.

ugh.

Truth. Don't you ever say that? And sometimes you're not even sure why you said such a thing. Why should you? It's such a satisfying sound in your throat. Ugh.

However, you can say a lot with an "ugh." For example, "ugh! I don't like that food!" or "Ugh! I don't like you!" or "I ought to study! Ugh!" or when someone says a "that's what she said" joke. That is also a good time for an "ugh." Ugh's are expressive. 3 little letters put together. Who knew?

Yup. Highly appropriate for the week before finals, I think.

Why the cold is good for you.

Why the cold is good for you.


1. If you have a significant other, the cold is the perfect excuse to cuddle together "for warmth."

2. You will get more exercise. If it's cold outside, you're more likely to run from your house to the car, or if you're on campus, from building to building. Elevated heart rate! Marvelous!

3. You're less likely to go outside. This gives you more time (theoretically, since you're not out and about like when it's warm, see) to read good books, watch good movies, and get to know the people you live with better. Hopefully you like them in the first place.

4. Winter fashions are quite cute. And most people don't walk around half-naked when it's freezing outside, which is nice.

5. Hot chocolate isn't out of place. Nor is hot cider, tea, or egg nog.

6. Snowboarding! (if you're rich, that is). If that fails, sledding and snowball fights!

7. If it snows enough (which requires cold) you may not have to go to work/school!

8. Snow is sparkly, and that's cool. God didn't have to make snow sparkly.

9. The cold gives certain people (who can afford it) the excuse to remove to warmer climes, like Jamaica or Florida. (though they miss out on the sparkly snow).

10. Cold usually = Christmas! which = parties, Christmas lights, and family!


Thus, why the cold is good for you. Now, no more whinin' or I'm gonna tell Santa on you. Then he'll give you coal and you can burn that to get warm. (you're welcome).

Soul music.

Jazz.

What a marvelous word, don't you think? Jazz is my favorite kind of music. It is, if you will, my soul music. Great singers like Ella Fitzgerald, Billie Holiday, Nat King Cole. I wish I could sing like them. I wish I could swing like the big bands of Count Basie and Duke Ellington, for it would just make me happy. Perhaps one day I will. I hope to at least be able to jazz improv on the piano, haha. (Huzzah for college!)

What is soul music, you say? Soul music is the music that no matter what mood you're in, makes your heart pick up beat and your ears sharpen. Soul music is the stuff that can bring you to hell and back in a good mood. It's kind of like your dog (not that I've ever had a dog...) in that it's always your friend, regardless. (Yes, music can be your friend). Soul music is the song that you can belt out to and feel great afterwards, everytime. Aaaaah yeeah.

I grew up with my soul music. I'm not sure if you ask one of my friends about me if they'll say,"Oh yeah! Veda loves jazz." However, it will always be in a description of myself provided by myself. I believe music can shape you, and I believe jazz has shaped me. (I think I'm much more mellow because of it, haha(and obviously all kinds of music can contribute to this shaping, but that's much too broad a topic)).

So yeah. Find your soul music. Find out what it is that makes you jive, then just have it around for when you need it. Jivin' be good foe da soul, mahn.

Variations on "Rapunzel;" As told by Taieno Kaiser.

Variations on Rapunzel

Variation #1

Once upon a time, there lived a poor blacksmith and his wife. They had no children, but greatly desired one. They tried and tried and they just couldn't have a child. So they died childless and miserable.

Just kidding.

After years of problems, the blacksmith's wife finally became pregnant. During her pregnancy, she developed a craving for lettuce. But not just any kind of lettuce, rapunzel lettuce. Unfortunately, that was the only kind of lettuce that they didn't have growing in their garden. However, the witch next door had a garden. A huge garden. Full of lettuce, but specifically, rapunzel lettuce. The blacksmith's wife convinced him to hop the wall that separated their properties and steal some rapunzel. The witch was on vacation, so the blacksmith was pretty okay with that.

So he hops the wall and steals a huge sack full of lettuce then thinks, “Wait a minute! Instead of risking my hide a few times a week for nine months, why don't I take a cutting of this lovely lettuce and plant it in my own garden?” And that is exactly what he did.

The witch returned a couple of months later and never noticed the lost lettuce because her garden grew like it was bewitched or something. The cutting the blacksmith had taken flourished in their garden and his wife had as much rapunzel as she wanted. When their first child was born they named her Rapunzel after the food her mother craved (wouldn't you love that? hey ice cream! get over here!). The witch didn't notice or care, and everybody lived without horrible things happening in their life that they would need therapy for. Happily ever after includes bad stuff cuz would you be truly happy if nothing ever happened? And besides, Rapunzel had to grow up, and heaven knows it isn't pleasant when children become teenagers.

Variation #2

Once upon a time their lived a blacksmith and his wife. They hadn't been able to have children, so they finally gave up and adopted a beautiful little boy.

"Like, for reals?"

Have you ever noticed that there's a plethora of the word "like" inserted in odd places in the younger generations sentence syntax?

For example:
"Could I, like, get a chocolate ice cream cone? Like, with the dark fudge swirl, cu'z like, I don't want the one that has like, no swirl..."

For reals. I hear stuff like this all of the time. And I think that people are quite intelligent, but no matter who a person is (like a graduate with a PHd or like, a high school student) if one says "like" every other word, one does Not sound incredibly intelligent. I get so hung up on counting "likes" in a sentence, I don't hear what the person is actually saying. I'm sure I've missed something important because of that, haha. (like, I won a million dollars from the lottery).

Anyway. "Like" has now ceased to be a word to me. (you know when you read or say something over over and over again, it sounds odd or doesn't look right? yeah, that just happened).

So I actually have some chocolate ice cream with a swirl in my freezer, so... I'm gonna go eat some. :)

Our Greatest Fear

This is probably one of the best poems I've ever come across. I highly recommend reading it. Then I suggest you think about it, haha. :)

OUR GREATEST FEAR

It is our light not our darkness, that most frightens us.
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?

Actually, who are you Not to be?

You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It's not in just some of us; it's in Everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.

As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
~Marianne Williamson

Sort of rocks societal ideas, hm? Especially in this day and age. So basically go ahead and be yourself, yo. :)

Newlywed lessons/blunders, group #1.

1. Men Cannot read your mind; And you CANNOT read the man's mind, even if you think you can. He will look at you funny when you attempt to do this.

2. Remember to peel garlic before putting it in spaghetti sauce.

3. When making muffins, make sure you have ONE muffin paper per tin. Two per muffin is just unnecessary.

4. Hugs are marvelous.

5. It is ok to argue about little things like mini wheats or fake vs. real christmas trees. This way you don't have time to argue about things that are just as irrelevant but more sharp.

6. When you get angry or flustered about something your spouse has done, do something nice, like leave a love note or clean something of theirs. This will make your frustration disappear and you'll remember why you love this person.

7. Dating is Sooooooooooooo much easier when you're married. :) (you always have a date, you don't have any "awkward moments," and you can go home with them and not feel guilty!) I highly recommend it.

8. When you're boiling potatoes and can't find the dishtowel you used to dry the pots, check the pot with the boiling potatoes.

Intro to moi

So. I'm entirely new to this whole blogging thing, and I started this on a whim. Just so you know.

I s'pose I should tell you a bit about myself.
My name is Veda Weinert. It used to be Veda Kaiser, but I got married 2 months (ish) ago to my best friend of 6 years. :) (so my initials are now VW, (like the bug car, y'know?) and my family was going to call me VDub, but I already know a Vdub, so now they're thinking of calling me Bug. I can't decide if that's cute or not). I'm the oldest of 8 children, (no, I don't want 8 children) and I love all of my younger siblings and both my parents dearly. Happily they only live a half hour away. One day, though, either we or they are going to move to a different state, which is why I'm considering inventing the teleporter.

Education wise, I have attended a year at BYU. However, I am taking a break from that lovely university and am currently on my way to becoming a licensed massage therapist. I graduate from that program in December, for which I am greatly excited, but then I'm going to go back to BYU to get a bachelors (which I finally decided on!). I'll tell you all about my major in another post or two. Assuming you're interested, of course. :)
As a connected but not smoothly connected thought, massage is AWESOME. If you've never had one before, you ought to try it. If you're nervous, come to me! I will fix you.

Personal wise, I am a music chick. I love listening to it, playing it, and writing it. My all time favorite genre of music is jazz, especially Ella Fitzgerald. (If you don't know who that is go look it up, you deprived child(Count Basie is also excellent)). I can play flute, tuba, piano, organ, and I'm working on learning guitar. I can also sing tolerably well, which is good for those within hearing distance (that was funny). I also love to write, which is part of why this blog now exists. Oh yes! I can also speak a good chunk of french, I do not know pig latin, and I can quote disney movies up the wazoo. Lastly (well, sort of) I love to watch movies.

Theologically wise, I believe humanity is basically good (William Golding's got it all wrong) and I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints (also known as Mormons). As the name would suggest, Christ is the center of our church, so I am a christian. My faith gives me great strength and confidence and it always has. If you have any questions for me I'd be glad to answer them. :)

I s'pose I'll be done now.

Toodles!