Celebrity Look-Alikes

I'm not real sure how I stumbled upon this site, but it's pretty cool!

http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/face-recognition.php

Just upload a photo of yourself, and run the face-recognition program to find your "celebrity look-alikes" - based primarily on facial structure, nothing else, thus Kate Hudson, Laura Bush, and myself look alike in this case. (Check out my profile/collage at the link below!)

http://www.myheritage.com/FP/photo.php?siteID=1&photoID=5277222&source=album&sourceID=491848&albumID=491848

My look-alikes (starting with the most alike):

1. Kylie Minogue

2. Kate Hudson

3. Stacey Keibler (of pro-wrestling and Dancing with the Stars fame!)

4. Laura Bush

5. Renee Zellweger (She had me at Hello - I still can't think of her in anything besides Jerry Maguire)

6. Bridget Moynahan

7. Jenna Elfman

8. Kate Bosworth

Check it out and let me know who you look like!

So it's been a long time

I realize I haven't blogged in forever, and for those devoted readers out there, hopefully you haven't been holding your breath for an update on what's been going on in my life. If you have, I apoligize.... but I may disappoint you again. I feel like I have to give myself a somewhat public lecture for being way too hard on myself in some recent life situations.

I've been giving people who really don't mean that much to me way too much power to influence the way I feel about myself. I've wasted way too much energy on worrying about what these same people think, and being concerned about living up to their expectations, when 1) I'll never be able to do that given that I don't even know what those expectations are, and 2) even if I did, it really wouldn't matter. Granted, these are people who have definitely had a place in my life and heart at some point in the past, and have given me experiences in which I learned about myself, and the way I want my relationships to work. They've taught me valuable lessons, but, for all intents and purposes, have come and gone from my life, yet I let their hold on me remain. The fact that I'm not getting anything from them, but letting them take from me - energy, time, and peace of mind - has weighed heavy on my heart lately, and is definitely the struggle of the day/week.

Thanks for letting me get that out there.

Now for a little fun after being a little hard on myself (in an effort to NOT be so hard on myself), a random poll.

What's the best reality tv show on the air this fall? OR... is the reality tv craze over and you don't care about any of them?

Post your answers in the comment section! My answer (in case anyone cares) after 5 answers have been posted first!

Big Sister, Little Sister

I just met my new little sister (through Big Brothers Big Sisters) a couple weeks ago, and have already been having quite a bit of fun with her! Just a few pictures (from our trip to the lake this week - she wants to make a scrapbook! I can't wait!) and a short little editorial on that for now - I'm sure there will be more to come later!

It's an awesome thing to know you're making a difference in the life of a kid who could use it and looks up to you. Not that T. is in a bad situation, just that she can use and appreciates a little more one-on-one attention than she gets at home. It doesn't hurt that she's a pretty cool, outgoing, fun, creative kid too!

A brother can make a girl's day

Life has been busy lately, with a new job, a vacation, a new little sister (with Big Brothers Big Sisters! Calm down!), and I'm sure there's more going on, but updates on all that stuff will come eventually. Just a quick post on one of those little things that happened this weekend that just make my day (or a few days even).

I went back to Madison this weekend to see Matt's football game (against West, LaFollette won 21-0!) but didn't get home in time to see him before the game. I'm not sure if he saw be during the game or not, but he definitely saw me after. I was hanging around by the bus waiting for the guys to come out of the locker room with the parents who brought the post game bag lunch stuff, when these big, gross, sweaty football players started streaming out, swarming the coolers looking for food. I wasn't even really paying attention, when one of them started jogging right towards me. My little (ok, he's pretty big) brother, ran right up to me after the game, passing by all the other guys, the parents, even the food, and gave me a huge hug saying hi and thanking me for coming. At that point, the fact that he was soaked in sweat and smelled horrible didn't matter. The fact that he was my brother did. I don't know if he knows how much it meant to me (I think he does - as much as my being there meant to him), but in that moment, my 16 year old brother made my weekend.

Thank you Matt. I love you brother!

-Sister