I'm wearing hot jeans

Over the summer I purchased a pair of jeans from Plato's Closet. It's this store that buys and sells your used clothes. I was so excited because they were Seven Jeans for about 75% off and they fit me just right except for, being the shorty that I am, they were to long. Sadly they've been sitting in my dresser until about two weeks ago when I finally got them hemmed. I think they took about 3-4 inches off.

Well today I put them on and I noticed a hole on the outside hem of the jeans about 2 inches up. At first I was upset for not noticing such a defect when I purchased them but then I thought, "oh well, it's not that big of a hole and it's kind of the style anyway to have rips and tears in your clothes. I bought them from a used clothing store for 75% off the retail price I guess I'm getting what I paid for. Besides, even if I could return them it's been over 3 months, I don't know where the receipt or the tags are so they wont take them back."

But then I thought a little bit more and I am convinced that someone stole these jeans, cut out the sensor tag and sold them to Plato's Closet! Then I come along and buy them. ME! I buy them. I, who used to work stopping shoplifters. I just benefited from someone stealing jeans that were probably stolen from the store that I used to work at (it's right across the street from Plato's Closet) and maybe even while I was working (Seven Jeans are a hot item, they are very often missing from the inventory and I used to put the sensor tag right where the hole is)!

I can't believe I bought a pair of jeans that was most likely stolen.

The cre'me de la cre'me

I received this business card this and I've been using it as a bookmark. The man's occupation is "Pretentious Literary Elitist."

The back of the business card says, "I have better taste in books than you."

Every time I open my book and I see this business card/bookmark I can't help but think, "If I lost my book and it was found by the man who's name is on the business card, what would this elitist think to find his card in this specific book?"

But then my next thought is, "Well I like the book so who cares?" And I begin reading.

For those of you who are interested I am currently reading, Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris.

I'm not trying to promote this website but if you are interested you check out his blog at elitistbookreviews.blogspot.com.

I'm not Batman

I'm Robin (It's a analogy, just go along with it).

I see Batman flying, speeding off in his Bat-mobile, beating up villains and I think, "Oh I can do that" but I can't.

I run up to Batman, I tell him I'm his biggest fan, I show him my cape and tell him that I can do everything he can do. But just because I have a cape doesn't mean that I can.

I can do somethings and, under Batman's wing, I learn. I get frustrated with how easily things come to Batman but slowly things are getting better for me.

I'm starting to realize that I'm not going to ever be Batman. I have some talents and skills that may not be exactly like Batman but Batman's been fighting crime longer than I have. I'm gaining experience and someday I might be as good as Batman. Plus, we're on the same team, Batman can't do it all himself.

A rose with any other name would still smell as sweet!

If that is true then why do we care so much? Or am I the only one that cares?

My name is Eliza but you can call me Liza. And if you really want to know, I prefer Eliza.

Now, I might be getting ahead of myself so let me back up.

Whenever I meet someone and I say, "Hi, I'm Eliza." The response is always the same, "Hi, Aliza. Nice to meet you." The reason I do not like this is because I am not "a Liza" ( like a cat or a chair or a Liza). I am not another thing in the room, I am a person with a name and that name is Eliza.

Next, when I say Eliza people tend to mix it up with all those other names that are not mine. For example I've been called, Elizabeth, Alisa, Alyssa, Elyse, Lisa, and Alisha. But for some unknown reason when I say, "Hi, I'm Liza" people understand this name. They don't mix it up, they don't forget it. They may make some silly reference to Liza Minnelli or My Fair Lady but they understand and remember my name.

I love my name. I have so much pride for it that I drove from Provo, UT to Green Bay, WI just to visit an intersection that had the cross streets of Eliza and Baird. I took pictures and blogged about it. But I wouldn't have made the trip for an Eliza St. and Bard St. or an Aliza St. and Baird St. It isn't the same.

So let us review:

• My name is Eliza
• I prefer Eliza
  
• If that is difficult for you, you may call me Liza
  

The Scarlet Letter

I remember reAding this book in high school And hAting it. But oddly enough, it is probAbly the one book I reAd in high school that I Am most grAteful for reAding. I think About it All the time. I hAted it so much I hAve never rereAd it but I think it is time for me to do so.

The thing I love most About this book is Hester Prynne's chArActer. Seriously, she rocks! Yes, she is the one thAt commits Adultery but she owns it, unlike the sheepish, cowArdly, hypocriticAl, slimy, Awful Reverend Arthur DimmesdAle.

I wish more people (including myself) were like Hester Prynne And less like Reverend A. DimmesdAle. Hester hAd some time of trouble, she wAs publicly outed And ostrAcized from the community. But she Accepted the consequences of her Actions And moved on with her life. She didn't rAt out her lover, she didn't continue to sin, she didn't let her sin define who she wAs, And by doing All of this, to me, she kept her dignity. She is AshAmed of her Actions And she holds onto this guilt much longer thAn is necessAry but At the sAme time her quAlity of life is ultimAtely better thAn thAt of Reverend A. DimmesdAle. She is An exAmple to me of a truly repentAnt person.

Then in the end...well mAybe you should just reAd it And find out how it ends. It is beAutiful.

It's getting cold outside

I do not like the winter.

When it's cold, I just want to jump into bed and hibernate until spring. Maybe I need to become better friends with Jack Frost or at least have a better attitude about what he does for a living. Because, whether or not I like it, winter is coming and I'm just going to have to face it. I might as well be happy about it.

Some things I am looking forward to that involve winter:

• Hot chocolate, hot apple cider, etc.
  
• Ice skating
• Christmas lights

See, I feel better already. I feel so much better that I'm not even going to make a list of the reasons I don't like winter.

Just call me "Happy Homemaker"

This weekend I made homemade apple sauce (see actual picture below) and hemmed two pairs of pants.



It was a lot of fun. I love to cook.