Summer Skin

Finally, here at the end of summer, I have acquired a fabulous sunburn. I was wearing sunglasses today while I hiked Bryce Canyon, so my forehead and nose are bright red and there's a line of white between. I also managed to get my arms and the front and back of my neck burned. There are some very distinct lines that will look lovely with a camisole.
It's a thing of beauty, let me assure you.
I'm really excited that my grand return to Provo will be accompanied by either a Rudolph-like countenance or peeling. But at least I'll be slightly less pasty for a day or two.
I love the way I always get sunburned when I'm wearing something that will give me a farmer's tan/burn. I must find a way to fix this at the football game. Or I suppose I can just embrace my dorkiness. Which I will probably do anyway.
Also - awesome things I've discovered this week: Quiz Show the movie - wow; Ian McEwan, NPR's podcast All Songs Considered, particularly the May 17th Ben Gibbard concert (free!); The Bens (EP released awhile ago with Ben Folds, Ben Lee, and Ben Kweller) on my computer! Who knew?

My Life is Sad, but I am Proud

Last night I played movie trivia games with my family.

I am happy to say that I have finally grown into my Winegar genes.

Final score when the last three Winegars called it quits: Ty: 52, Meg: 45, Treb: 35.

That's right. I only lost to Ty by 7. And if you know Ty, you know this is an achievement, since every other word out of his mouth is a pop culture reference. As for beating my genius brother Treb by 10, all I can say is before I lost my groove when Mom went to bed I was beating him by 15. :)

My wasted youth of Gregory Peck and Jimmy Stewart movies has paid off at last - truly, I am the classic movie authority in the family.

Huzzah.

Hamlet Takes Out the Trash!

I have dual citizenship in the United States and Florida

Christopher Walken is a rock star even though I don't know how that works in this universe. And I just learned how to post videos to my blog. Enjoy these gems if you haven't already - Christopher Walken dancing to Fatboy Slim's "Weapon of Choice" and the SNL census sketch. Amazing.

Fine.

So my brother's comment on the last post is forcing me to post a related playlist. I tried to do one thing in my life without making a soundtrack, but I guess it isn't to be. Hey, if you're going to be sappy and introspective, it may as well be to music, right? Here's what I came up with (partially annotated so it will actually mean something):

• "Everybody's Changing" - Keane
  
• "Different But the Same" - Ben Kweller
  
• "Blue" - The Jayhawks (Seriously one of my favorite songs EVER. Don't let the slightly hicka-shicka sound fool you - it is a truly fabulous little folky tune. "Where have all my friends gone? They've all disappeared - Turned around maybe one day, you were all that was there...stood by on believing, stood by on my own. I always thought I was someone - turns out I was wrong.")
  
• "Still Fighting It" - Ben Folds Five ("Everybody knows it hurts to grow up - and everybody does. So weird to be back here." By the way, YOU try to figure out how to punctuate song lyrics.)
  
• "Changes" - David Bowie
• "Debate Exposes Doubt" - Death Cab for Cutie ("Finally there is clarity and there is purpose after all - this tiny life is making sense.")
  
• "See the Changes" - Crosby, Stills and Nash (A gem that I found in my library by typing the word "changes" into the search bar - absolutely perfect. "It ain't easy rearranging, it gets harder as you get older, farther away as you get closer.")
  
• "Suddenly Everything Has Changed" - The Flaming Lips (or it might be by the Postal Service - not sure after a little internet research. "Putting all the vegetables away that you bought at the grocery store today and it goes fast - you think of the past. Suddenly everything has changed." "Do You Realize??" by the Flaming Lips also goes along with this very well, but I don't like to have more than one song by a single artist on my playlists - yeah I'm weird. But I guess if you put the PS version on you could also but "Do You Realize??" on without qualms. Huh. Anyway - "You realize that time goes fast, it's hard to make the good things last. You realize the sun doesn't go down - it's just an illusion caused by the world spinnin' round.")
• "Why Do They Leave?" - Ryan Adams
  
• "New Slang" - The Shins ("Never should have called, but my head's to the wall and I'm lonely." Thank you, Sydney, for turning me on to that incredible line. Also, "I'm looking in on a good life I might be doomed never to find." By the way, if you have never read the words to a song by The Shins, you are missing out on some serious metaphorical goodness. No joke.)
• "We Never Change" - Coldplay (I forgot about this song completely. Serves me right for dismissing Parachutes because I wasn't a huge fan of it in high school. It's actually quite fabulous.)
• "Pleasure and Pain" - Ben Harper ("I'm leaving by the morning train, and I will never see this world again. Oh I felt pleasure and I felt pain, and I can never be the same.")
  
• "1 2 3 4" - Feist ("Oh teenage hopes are lying at your door - left you with nothing, but they want some more. You're changing your heart - you know who you are.")
  
• "Hold the Line" - Pilot Speed ('There's light on your face and hope on the breeze, no one whispering to the trees. There's money to burn and books to read - why do people leave?
• "Both Sides Now" - Joni Mitchell ("But now old friends are acting strange, they shake their heads, they say I've changed. Well, something's lost but something's gained in living every day.")
  
• "How?" - Badly Drawn Boy (A bit of a stretch, but I've always felt like it worked if you ignore the love song part of it - "What if there is nothing left for us after all this?")
• "Winds of Change" - Fleetwood Mac (I've never actually heard this song - Treb thought of it and the lyrics seemed to work.)
  
• "Hurricane" - Mindy Smith ("I need a hurricane to empty out this place - could be the only way to salvage any chance I have left to move on.")
  
• "Map of the Problematique" - Muse (another stretch of sorts, but I think it works, although it's more of a loneliness song than a changing song. Loneliness and change sometimes go hand in hand.)
• "Are You On My Side?" - Rogue Wave (Just trust me.)
• "Vienna" - The Fray
  

Actually, I'm very pleased with this playlist, or at least most of it. The first few songs are tops, and are a pretty accurate expression of how I've been feeling. If you don't want to read the Everybody's Changing post, just listen to these songs.

Everbody's Changing and I Don't Feel the Same . . .

I'm sitting in the middle of my mess of half-packed boxes and stacks of books and I'm feeling a bit at a loss. It's that funny time of year when I realize that everything is going to be different when I get back to school. I just read Krissie's post called "Different But the Same" (thank you, Ben Kweller) and I thought I would add some similar musings to the pot.
For the last couple of weeks everyone I know has been getting married. (Okay, not quite, but a LOT of them have been getting married.) Some of my favorite people are now going to be sharing food bills and credit cards, and that's weird. I'm happy for them, and I'm not even particularly jealous, but it's a funny thing whenever your relationship with someone changes in a permanent kind of way, which is what happens, isn't it? I mean, I'll probably never just call up Joel Crane because I need a blessing or a ride to the choir concert, and I'll never run upstairs to hug Landon Taylor (partially because she's now Landon Wheeler). Heidi Child will not be my visiting teacher, Elise Morrell won't be hosting movie night (at least not as Elise Morrell), and I don't even know if Sami will still be around to cut my hair. I know that I will still see many of them, but their lives and mine are now in completely different stages, and I know from experience that this changes things in a funny and not entirely pleasant (for me) way.
Today I changed my address on Route Y for the first time in three years (unless you count the time I moved from 158 to 154.) I'm very excited about my new roommates, but I'm sad too. I'll miss Lili's craziness and Mandy's calm, comforting advice, just as last year I missed Sam's matter-of-fact view of life and Whitney's good natured feminism. I'll miss the Glenwood - the hall club, being able to run to the other side of the building to see the boys, our mural, the quote wall, being able to put nails in the walls, and my green and blue room. I'll miss the 129th ward, even though I know that it's already much different - many of my good friends have already moved, and Bishop McGee was released when I moved out. Still I'll miss toaster strudel sessions and midnight movies with Jonathan, watching the Office in 178, movie night in 194, running to the boys of 193 for everything (thanks again for rescuing me from Mount Timp, guys), getting hugged by Geoff every day of my life, living next door to Carrie and hearing her listening to "Soul Meets Body" through the wall, waffle parties on minor holidays with Jayson and Chris (I think I'll miss the poetry most of all), and so many other things that it hasn't even occurred to me to miss yet.I haven't quite figured out how it will work now that all of the people who have been so important to me live more than two seconds away. How will we balance the time we spend with the old friends we love so much and the new friends we are bound to make? How will we manage without our big bedrooms? How will I ever get noticed by the boys with beautiful Krissie Ostlund as my new roommate? (I'm only sort of kidding.)
It's still weird trying to adjust to my relationship with Miri now that she has a serious boyfriend. (I hope you don't mind my saying this, Miri.) She doesn't need to confide in me as much because she has Mike, and it's strange that I am not really the other half of her most important M&M now. It's sad that I am already preparing to do a lot of the socializing and flirting without her, and I miss the way things were before even though I'm happy that she has found someone who makes her happy.
Most of all, I'm scared to death that I am only a few months away from graduation. I still don't know what I want to do or where I'll go when I finish, and the most terrifying thing about all of this musing is that next year I won't be going back to these people or places at all. It's a very lonely thought that I can't help thinking often. If it seems as though the relationships are in an uproar now, wait until I'm not even in a student ward. I shudder at the thought of attending a singles' ward, of applying for a real job with an insurance plan and a time card, of trying to figure out how I want to live in a college graduate sort of way.When I entered college three years ago, I never thought it would go so fast, or that I would be so afraid as it approached its end. It's strange to think about all of the things that have happened, of the people who have taught me so much and of the way I've changed. Through the timid days of my freshman year, the crazy fun of my sophomore year, the glorious independence of London and the catastrophic events of last year (tinged with many silver linings), I have been growing into myself. I now know new ways to deal with loneliness, heartbreak, and fear, but I know new ways to express myself, get over myself, and help other people through their fears and heartaches.
I hate the constant change that's going on, but for the most part I like the changes in myself, which I guess is part of the deal.

Where Soul Meets Body . . .

Which is, of course, wherever Carrie is.
Okay, before I get into this, I think I need to clarify: I am not, in fact, obsessed with the Twilight books. True, there were a few weeks right after I read them when I was a little more than excited about them (okay, I was kind of obsessed), and true, I did mastermind a roommate road trip to Phoenix to go to the Eclipse Prom, but it is not an obsession (now). I am obsessed with many things: Shakespeare, music, England . . . but not with vampires. All of those things were merely enjoyable diversions, a means of enjoying the company of friends and sharing the joys of a very compelling story.
That said, I have to tell you about my trip to see Carrie, which included a trip to Forks.
I decided back in May that I needed a trip this summer, something that included me flying alone. I started listening to the Augustana song "Coffee and Cigarettes" a lot, because I loved the line, "Put me on a plane, fly me to anywhere." I don't know if you have experienced that restless feeling that can only be satisfied by doing something that makes you feel independent and capable, but that was what I felt, and since I wanted to see Carrie before she took off on her mission, it seemed like the perfect opportunity.
I loved sitting in the airport last Tuesday night. There was one moment, when I was reading my postmodern novel and listening to Nirvana ("Heart-Shaped Box," the only song of theirs I know - because of Guitar Hero), that completely filled that need. So perfect.
Carrie and I had a blast. As soon as have access to faster internet I'll post some pictures, but we spent an afternoon playing in Seattle that only pictures can explain, and then we took a little jaunt up to the sight of our favorite vampire novel with Carrie's mom and sister. The trip was planned back when all of the Vail women finished the first two books, but when they found out I was coming, they waited for me. (After all, I did recommend them.)
It was cloudy and drizzly when we hit Forks, which was perfect. The town is even tinier than I imagined it would be, and everything looked like it needed a new coat of paint. We drove through Port Angeles on the way there and on the way back, and I must say it looked much more impressive after our day in little Forks.
Our first stop was to the rest stop/ visitor info place, where we found and incredible book called Who Pooped in the Park? A Kids Guide to Scat and Tracks. I wish I could convey to you how amazing this book was, with its picture of poop on the cover and its poop identification table in the back ("small and round," "runny and lighter in color," "contains bits of fur and bones"). It was about a little boy whose family was camping in the Olympics and who was afraid that he was going to be eaten by a bear. His father explains that they can enjoy animals without getting close to them, without even seeing them! All they have to do is look at their tracks and their "scat," and the animals' story is revealed! The little boy accepts this as the eternal truth it is with the immortal line,"We don't have to have close encounters of the scary kind; we can have close encounters of the poopy kind!" At the end of the day, his older sister says, "We didn't see any animals, but it felt like we did!"
How can the day get better after this, you ask? Just wait.
So the day before we went to Forks, Carrie and I bought four sets of plastic vampire teeth from Party City, and wow. The photo opportunities came and just didn't stop coming. We took pictures in front of Forks City Hall (home of the police force and therefore Charlie Swan, Bella's dad), in front of Forks Community Hospital (where Bella is treated for her many injuries and where Carlisle Cullen works) Forks High School, and in front of the Forks LDS chapel, which is never mentioned in the books even though Stephenie Meyer is LDS. It was a lovely time full of giggling and umbrellas and muddy feet. The highlight of Forks itself came on the way out, when we stopped to take a picture in front of the Welcome to Forks sign. We climbed up to the sign (easier said than done in wet flip flops) and kissed it, but on our way down we noticed that the motorcyclists who's been stopped just up the road from the sign were still there...waiting for us to get down.
Turns out that one of the tough motorcycle men was also a dad, and his 14-year old daughter just read the books and asked her dad to take a picture of the Forks sign. :)
From Forks we drove to the Quileute reservation at La Push, where we visited werewolf country. The cool thing about La Push was that it was actually a gorgeous spot all on its own. The actual town part was a lot like Forks - a little run down and small - but the beach was absolutely beautiful, and we got to walk through the rain forest to get to it! We walked along the beach and looked at the beautiful cliffs out in the ocean and saw crab shells and popped seaweed bubbles and it was amazing.
Friday was super chill - we lazed around all morning and then got beautiful so we could go to Landon and Dustin's reception in Portland. It was a nice drive with good conversation and good music, and we enjoyed seeing our friends in tuxes and pretty dresses. Landon was beautiful in her wedding dress, and they both looked so happy that I hardly minded being forced to try to catch the bouquet. (This is a rant for another time, but I have severe issues with being forced to stand with all of the other single girls so that I can show how desperate I am by how hard I work at catching a bunch of flowers. It's just me folks - sorry.)
Overall it was an absolutely perfect trip, and I'm so glad I went to spend time with dear Carrie, without whose support I would have had a much harder time getting through last year. So you see, it wasn't ALL about vampires. :)
For those of you that have facebook, all of the pictures are available in an album called BEACH LOGS KILL!!! But here are some.

I Will Be Chasing the Starlight...

So last night I went to watch a meteor shower - the first shooting stars I had ever seen.
I don't know what it is, but for some reason, I ALWAYS miss shooting stars. I hear an "Oooh!" and by the time I look up it's too late. So when Dain called me at 10:00 last night and said that a meteor shower was supposed to hit its peak at midnight last night, I was there, and a small group of us drove out to Grantsville in the middle of the night to watch the stars.
It was fabulous. And I'm making a playlist in honor of the occasion (surprise surprise) in case I ever need stargazing music. It includes Muse's "Starlight," Radiohead's "Black Star," The Shins', "A Comet Appears," Cary Brothers's "The Glass Parade," etc. Good times.

Tomorrow night I take off for Seattle and I am SO EXCITED!!! I can't wait to see Carrie and go to Forks and see Landon in her wedding dress. Hurrah!

"I don't like to say she was very silly, but one of us was very silly, and it wasn't me."

First, thank you to all of you who responded to the plea in my last post. Depressingly enough, 90% of my phone calls in the last three days have been about Eclipse, and not all of those calls have been from girls. The day after I read the book I got a call from my friend Kellie. I haven't actually spoken to Kellie since I left Provo (although we have texted and IMed) but we talked for 35 minutes...and didn't talk about anything but Eclipse. Yeah. My life is just a little bit sad, but I was glad that I wasn't the only one who severely needed to discuss the book. The need is less desperate, but any of the rest of you are welcome to call me if you need to talk about it as you finish. All I can say is the next book had better come out quickly, so we can find out what Bella and Stephenie Meyer are thinking before we go mad.

Other funny things not related to my guilty/adolescent pleasures/illnesses:

• Last night my nephew Jake got some new underwear - Star Wars. One pair has a picture of Anakin Skywalker and Obi-wan Kenobi. I'm not sure how I feel about my nephew having Hayden Christensen and Ewan McGregor on his bum.
• Ty was showing his boys how you can hear the ocean in seashells. Both of the twins started sticking their fingers in the shells and shaking them, saying, "Come out...Ocean...come out..."
• Did you know that the voice of Optimus Prime in the new Transformers movie is Peter Cullen (hehe), the same guy who was the voice of Optimus in the TV series? Did you also know that Peter Cullen was and is still the voice of Eeyore?
• While my dad was on pioneer trek, my mom and I watched Wives and Daughters, the five hour BBC movie based on the Elizabeth Gaskell novel of the same name. My favorite moment was when the horrible stepmother was telling Michael Gambon (Dumbledore) that "an obligation is an obligation." His response: "Did I say an obligation was an elephant?" The title of this post is my other favorite quote of the movie, also said by Michael Gambon. Funny how he's delightful when I'm not hating him for not being a good Dumbledore. Why oh why didn't Peter O'Toole get the job?
• Yesterday I went to the Borders book outlet in Park City and found an amazing deal on adolescent books, which I bought to build my classroom library. My favorite title? Big Mouth and Ugly Girl. Now that sounds like high class literature.
  

This is How I Disappear (the male species can just ignore this one)

I'm done. I really can't say anything about what I thought without giving something away, but to the fangirlies still out there reading it -
PLEASE TELL ME WHEN YOU FINISH! IMMEDIATELY IF NOT SOONER!

I am very nearly in pain because Miri is the only one I know who has finished it so far. Need...support...group....

Meanwhile, I will listen to the new Eclipse playlist (thank you Stephenie Meyer for giving us this other way to obsess, and thank you Mike Shorten for having everything Muse has ever done and passing it to Miri who passed it to me. It makes collecting the songs much easier) and wait for you all to CALL ME!

Since my phone still ain't ringing, I assume it still ain't you.

Here is the beginning of a lonely hearts mix. The final attempt will hopefully comprise my favorite songs about every possible means of losing love and dealing with the loss. I'm sure I'll be adding to it for awhile.
"Bruised" - The Bens
"Sore Thumb" - The Format
"Hate (I Really Don't Like You)" - Plain White T's
"Cheers, Darlin'" - Damien Rice
"End of May" - The Actual Tigers
"New American Classic" - Taking Back Sunday
"Grace is Gone" - Dave Matthews Band
"Nothing Better" - The Postal Service
"Heaven Forbid" - The Fray
"Put it Behind You" - Keane
"Pink Triangle" - Weezer :)
"From My Own True Love (Lost At Sea)" - The Decemberists
"Breaking My Heart" - Aqualung
"Another Lonely Day" - Ben Harper
"New Slang" - The Shins
"Cocoon" - Jack Johnson
"Split Screen Sadness" - John Mayer
"We're Just Friends" - Wilco
"Flushed from the Bathroom of Your Heart" - Johnny Cash
"Woke Up New" - The Mountain Goats
"Sad Songs and Waltzes" - Cake
"Cage" - Travis
"Hear You Me" - Jimmy Eat World
"Last Goodbye" - Jeff Buckley
"Don't Dream It's Over" - Crowded House
"Now It's Done" - Straylight Run
"Hannah Hold On" - The Get Up Kids
"Trying to Pull Myself Away" - Glen Hansard


Additionally, if you've been reading my comments you know my brother Trub has some serious opinions on Lonely Hearts songs, being the original lonely heart himself. So without further ado, I submit the Trub preliminary list. I figure that's okay, because mine was VERY preliminary; Trub's was categorized when I got it, but he told me to take them out because it was going to get too confusing. I just thought you should know how seriously he took this project.
"Black Coffee in Bed" - Squeeze
“Alone” – Blues Traveler
*“I Didn’t Understand” – Elliot Smith
“Lonely Holiday” – Old 97s
“Tired of Being Alone” – Al Green
“One” – Three Dog Night (Aimee Mann does a nice cover on the Magnolia soundtrack)
“I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry” – Hank Williams (a hundred covers, I’m rather fond of both Cowboy Junkies’ and Cassandra Wilson’s)
“Unlovable” – The Smiths
“Lush Life” – Billy Strayhorn (maybe the saddest, loneliest song ever)
“Wander This World” – Johnny Lang
“I Do” – Jude
“What a Shame About Me” – Steely Dan
“So Lonely” – The Police
“Another Saturday Night” – Cat Stevens
“Thinking About You” - Radiohead
*“Song for the Dumped” – Ben Folds
“Don’t Think Twice, It’s Alright” – Bob Dylan
“I Hope You’re Happy Now” – Elvis Costello
“Idiot Wind” – Bob Dylan
“Black” – Pearl Jam
“History Never Repeats” – Split Enz (Eddie Vedder covers this one)
“Reason Why” – Rachael Yamagata (maybe the best breakup song of modern times, whatever else you may think of her)
“Smoke” – Ben Folds
“Good Year for the Roses” – Elvis Costello
“Lose You” – Pete Yorn
“Love in Vain” – Robert Johnson
“The Sun Also Sets” – Ryan Adams
“I’ll Sail This Ship Alone” – The Beautiful South (very cheesy, but hey)
“Two Hearts” – The Jayhawks”
“I Walk Away” – Crowded House
“That’s What I Call Love” – Crowded House
“I Will Survive” – Gloria Gaynor (*Cake cover is great)
“No Woman No Cry” – Bob Marley
*Trub warned me that a couple of these songs had some non-PG language, so the starred songs are his warning to use discretion.

Happy moping!

Blow Winds, and Crack Thy Cheeks!!

So The Fray concert was amazing. I'm pretty sure they did all of their songs and then some, and I'm looking forward to their next album. The highlights of the show were, for me, the cover of Shakira's "Hips Don't Lie" - if you don't think that song is hilarious when sung by a group of men you have no sense of humor - and the final encore number, "Look After You." At the end of the song they broke into Oasis - "Maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me.. and after all, you're my Wonderwall..." Amazing. It went so perfectly with the song and I love "Look After You" anyway. Additionally, the band was true to the front they present on their CD. They're uplifting and clean in they're songs, and they were the same way in concert, which seems to be rare in the concert world and was very appreciated.

I spent the rest of this week in beautiful Cedar City, where I finally got to add King Lear to my list of Shakespeare plays I've seen in person. The rain stopped long enough for the production to start outside, but we got to watch most of the play through a drizzle, which was actually a lot of fun for that particular play. I was never quite sure whether the thunder I was hearing was real or coming out of the speakers. Twelfth Night was also fun, as always, and I enjoyed the other plays we saw. We avoided Coriolanus, partially because I didn't think the parentals would enjoy it, and partially because I'm afraid no one will every measure up to Jonathan Cake as dear Caius Marcius. Sigh...
One of the highlights of the festival was finding a Shakespeare bobble head in the gift shop, which I bought to put on my future teacher desk. Pictures to follow. The other was putting the hurt to the candy seller I call "Lonely Hand Man." When I graduated from high school, my friends and I went down to the festival to see all of the plays, and there was this obnoxious candy seller who guilted my friend Hollie into buying chocolate from him every night. He made such a nuisance of himself that she'd buy it just to make him go away. One night, he asked her out on a date because she had a beautiful smile. It was beyond ludicrous, but became more so when she said yes. While they were walking around the festival grounds, legend has it he told her that his hand was lonely, and she held it for him. Really. When my friend Mariann heard about it, she said, "I would have told him that's why he has two!!" So on the night we went to see Twelfth Night, my parents went to the orientation and I went out on the green to save a spot. (Two live productions and a movie later, I feel pretty confident in my grasp of that particular plot.) Lonely Hand Man sits down next to me, and in his fake Irish accent he says, "What's a beautiful lass like yourself doing sitting all alone?" Okay, first, it's a mistake to interrupt me while I'm reading when you're a complete/unwelcome stranger and you want to sell me something. Second, I had a score to settle with him. I told him I was waiting for my family and he said, "Well, would you like to buy something that might be almost as sweet as you are?" Ugh. "No, thanks. I'm fine." He put on a very unconvincing puppy dog face, "You're breaking my heart!"
"Well," I said, finally looking up from my book, "that's what I do."
"Nobody likes me," he whimpered. I ignored him and let him crawl away. He really needs to learn that not everyone goes for empty flattery delivered in a cheesy accent. I was doing him a favor.

Finally, I remembered my favorite romantic Shakespeare line when I was looking through the merchandise down there. From Much Ado About Nothing: "I do love nothing in the world so well as you. Is not that strange?" I think I love this line so much because I can hear Kenneth Branagh's Benedick saying it, but it's certainly a good one, cheesy as it is. If I were to put a cheesy quote on my wedding invitation, that would definitely be in the running (more so than the ones that repeatedly show up on the wedding announcements showing up on my fridge every five minutes.) I think I could do cheesy a little better if it were Shakespeare (or a lyric to a really awesome song, but we won't get ahead of ourselves here.)