Best High School Dunk Ever?

Uh. YEAH! Please check out this video. So, this kid is a senior at the high school I graduated from, FMHS. And this is from a game against our rival school, Marcus. Last game of the season this year. This dunk is... sick. There is simply no other word for it. I bet A&M is wetting their pants they're so excited to see this kid play in the NCAA next year.

And this video is currently trending on YouTube with almost 1.5 million views. How nuts is that?



Now I can say I went to the same school as Jordan Green and Jimmer Fredette? I feel even cooler just through association.

I wish I was a baller like Jordan...

Poor Milk...

I saw this Target commercial the other day and thought it was just the cutest and most tender thing I've seen in a while.



I totally know the feeling, little girl.

Sometimes I say some pretty quotable things...

Like this for example.

"I feel like you become diseased after EFY...like it overtakes your body. My body is not my own anymore...it belongs to EFY. EFY consumes me."

Thanks for thinking I'm funny, Mare Bear.

As We Go On, We Remember...

All the times we shared together. Yeah. I just quoted Vitamin C's "Graduation (Friends Forever)." No big deal. Well, actually, it is a big deal because I'm graduating from college in a couple of months. And I ordered my cap and gown today. See?


Crazy right? I can't believe it. I still feel like I'm 19 years old (and apparently still look it...). I just feel weird about graduating from college and going to get a big girl job. But it's coming for me, ready or not.

And yes, apparently those of us under 200 pounds are lumped into one category. We all get to wear the same size tent. And no, I am not actually 5'10", but it asked for my height with shoes ok?

Nerdy Music Crush...

Yup. I'll admit it. I'm a music nerd. And you know what? I am TOTALLY ok with that. And I totally have a nerdy composer crush on the one and only Eric Whitacre. And I'm going to see a concert all about him this weekend and I am so completely excited about it. I mean, here's the description for said concert:

Eric Whitacre is one of the most popular composers of our time, composing choral, band, and orchestral music that appeals to wide audiences. He’s considered to have “rock-star” status among high school and college students! The Salt Lake Choral Artists will present an evening of remarkable music from water to thunderstorms, from sleeping to flying, from children’s songs to love songs. The world premiere of a new piece by Eric Whitacre add an extra element of excitement to the evening.

How could you not be excited for something like that? So, if you're in the Salt Lake area this Saturday and you have nothing to do, I'm going to encourage you to go see this concert put on by the Salt Lake Choral Artists. You can go to their website to find out details and how to purchase tickets.

I am literally jumping out of my skin with excitement. What have you done to me, Dr. Rowher?

Oh, and that song you're listening to right now... it's a fan favorite. Just a preview for you.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Yes, I will be spending time with my Valentine.

You should be jealous.

Happy Valentine's Day to all of you lovebirds out there!

Green and Yellow, Green and Yellow

Ok, really. Who cared about the actual game last night? Not me. But I do love football and it was at Cowboys Stadium. Plus, the Super Bowl is only like one of the biggest nights in Advertising. But I have to say, I was somewhat disappointed...

Until this ad showed up...

Props to you, Chrysler. You won by a landslide.

And while I didn't really care about who won, I'm going to give props to the Packers. If someone were going to win, I'm glad it was you.

Thanks For the Memories!

For some reason, I've been thinking a lot about my glory days at FMHS this week. I think it's partly due to the fact that I went back last weekend. I know... I know... that was a long time ago and most people hated high school, so the fact that I'm talking about those four years as my "glory days" may sound foreign to many of you. But I love the memories that I took away from those four years. So, this is a tribute to those years I spent at Flower Mound High School as a Jaguar and to all of those who experienced it with me.

Seussical the Musical, Sophomore Year (I was a lioness...)

Homecoming 2005, Junior Year (Chad Whatcott was my hottie date- Rockstar Couple)

The Infamous Buttsketch from Midnight Madness my Junior year.

Mound Showdown 2006 with two of my favorite people. (Four years in a row, hoe!)

I know what you're thinking. "Is that an 80-year-old woman?" No, it's me. As Ethel Peas in Thoroughly Modern Millie my Senior year. Yeah, I look good. I know.

This is one of my most favoritest people from high school. Tommy Wall. And this is us embracing at choir banquet my senior year. I miss our frequent "tree hugs," Tommy.

Prom got CRAZY! I mean, just look at us.

There is so much more I could share with you, but I'll just leave those few memories for you. Such fun times. Definitely lots of great things I'll never forget. So, thanks for that FMHS. Oh, and "Rock the Casbah!"

Think Warm Thoughts...

Two words.

Not ok.

Chris Whitley's lyrics sum up my feelings perfectly. Let me share them with you.

Indian Summer

Summer is lost now

The frost is closing in

To the cold gospel dollar

The poor man walks in sin

I can't get no entrance

The doors all in rows

I pray into the distance

Let me outta these heavy clothes

I beg

Indian summer I need some return

So hard to get warm now

And so easy to get burned

Down on the pavement the laws are learned

It's so hard to get warm where

It's so easy to get burned

When a sister called up

And said that love had broken down

I said there too much ice around here

To find no solid ground

Well I just squeezed a season

From this paper bag

I pray to the burning tires

Wrap my feet in rags

Begging

Indian summer I need some return

It's so hard to get warm now

And so easy to get burned

Down on the pavement the laws are learned

It's so hard to get warm where

It's so easy to get burned

Now the sky is empty

The street is sweating tears

Communion at the station

For a million grinding gears

Well I'm riding out this century

The harvest engines sing

From the church of mercenaries

To a naked virgin spring

I'm singing

Indian summer I need some return

It's so hard to get warm now

And so easy to get burned

Down on the pavement the laws are learned

It's so hard to get warm where

It's so easy to get burned

Hard to get warm where

It's so easy to get burned