I just realized that all of my pictures were of celebrities...so here are my Italy pictures. Yes, be very jealous...

Oh hey, America. I'm in Italy, but I hate their food (bland bland bland) give me a cheeseburger. Oh, what's that? Is that the Pantheon in the background of my fine dining at McDonalds? Why yes it is!
This is where the temple in Rome is being built. We had this driver take us out there and he must have thought us nuts to be looking at an empty lot....Ikea is in the background on the left and beautiful fields to the right. Under Roman law, before you can build anything you have to do some excavation to see if there are ruins anywhere that you might build. So, the saints in Italy were fasting before they started the process and they didn't find anything where the temple will be built, but they found some a mere 100 feet away. So, a temple in Rome! Yay!

First marriage in the Roman temple. Me and this fine man. He is a police officer helping out this sweet old lady. I want to have his babies. I creepily took a picture of him as we were getting off the train. Italian men come in 2 forms- greasy or delicious. He is the latter.

This is Florence. Vaughn just chilling a million miles from everyone else. We wanted to do a facebook album called "What Vaughn did in Italy" because he just wanders around and does his own thing.

The David by Michaelangelo is in the Museum of Florence. You can't take pictures in there, but they have put a replica of it outside in the piazza where it originally was. Megan and I were a little bored so we decided to give David a good game. He liked it.

This is the Pontevecchio in Florence. It is known for their jewelers along the bridge and leather. This is where I spent way too much on a purse that I love. Vaughn also spent 9 Euro on an gelato. That is something like 15 bucks.
This is a bronz statue of Persius after he killed Medusa. Its amazing and its just out in the open in the piazza in Florence.

The baptistry in Florence that is known for its doors by Ghiotto. Michaelangelo called them "The Gates of Paradise" because of their beauty. Each panel depicts a scene from the old testament.

This is the Duomo. The baptistry belongs to this. Its made of inlaid green and pink marble. It was done by Bruneschelli. It is one of the only Gothic cathedrals in Italy. The inside is very plain.

Our favorite Gelato shop. Here is how you can tell if its good gelato-look at the banana flavored one. If its yellow, then they use artificial flavoring- if its a gray color, then they use real fruit and whatnot. Soooooooo good.

So, we went to Borghese park to the museum and to rent a bike (which was totally awesome)- Anywho, we took a rest after walking around for a while and I look over at Vaughn and this is what he has built. Yep, a camp fire in case we are stranded in the park. Such a weirdo.
The bikes at this place are AWESOME! They are like Flintstone cars. Here's Meg and I Roman around. Tee-hee.

This is our bike. If Vaughn wasn't peddling, we weren't moving.

Pompeii. They estimate that they only have about a quarter of it excavated.

Vaughn loves to look at the colums and the tiles and see how they put them together and figure out how he would do it. Here he is just wandering in Pompeii.

This is from Pompeii. Super sad to see. They say that ancient Romans were only about 4 and a half to 5 feet tall. Interestingly enough, the Gladiators, who were slaves, were around 6 to 7 feet tall. What? Beat them Romans down!
This is a chariot groove in the cobblestone. So, not only has it been covered for thousands of years, it was a thriving metropolis before for a very long time.

Pompeii was on the coast before (now its about 3 miles inland) so it was a port town with lots and lots of visitors. Ask me about their whore houses and how that all worked out. Very very interesting and pornographic.

This is the cute little town of Sorrento. They are know for their lemons. I loved it here. Lots of little shops (me? shop? Never!) and cobblestone streets.

Coast line on the way to Sorrento and Pompeii

This is outside of a museum. I forgot what its called but it was once the house of the Pope's nephew and it is ridiculous. Lauren might actually be having fun with us here. And I quote "you guys are not funny at all."
This is the Ecstasy of St. Theresa by Bernini, as previously stated, he is my favorite sculptor. This shot does not do it justice, but I couldn't get high enough to get a good view. It was here that I saw a guy about my age in such anguish and he was going around praying to the icons at all of the altars putting money into the boxes and it made me so sad for him to not know that he could speak to God directly and he didn't have to go through a mable statue.

This is the forum. Its essentially the main part of the ancient Roman empire.

This is where Brutus was believe to have died.

Triumphal archway

I'm pretty sure that this is Russel Crowe. He now takes pictures for tourists.
These are the holes mostly from people taking out the Bronz

This is the area below where the gladiators and the animals were kept before the big show. They were brought up on a make shift elevator type thing...

They built the stage to show what it would have looked like. They also found skulls down below of all sorts of wild and exotic animals. Crazy town!

Full view Outside view of the Colliseum. Most people think that the destruction happened because of time and the weather and stuff like that, but it is mostly because people would steal the stone to build other things. They would also melt down the bronz that was on the inside of the structure used as support to make things. Boo people who ruin stuff for others.
Trevi fountain. This was absolutely ridiculous. Tradition holds that if you make a wish and throw a coin over your shoulder, then you will come back to Rome again.

Spanish Steps.Isn't it beautiful?

This is the Vatican.
My wonderful family just sitting on the steps talking at the Vatican. Love them!

Vaughn Beames everyone. He was always off in his own world doing his own thing and we documented it.

Part of Vaughn's uniqueness is that he finds simple and what some would term as "boring" things fascinating. Here he had been visually and physically following this Roman pigeon around and just as I was about to take a picture, he turned around to have us look at it. This might be my most favorite picture of the whole trip. I love my daddy!

These are the Swiss guards. They serve for 2 years and they have to be Swiss Roman Catholic virgins. Sound familiar? They get cooler outfits than the Mormons do...
This was made by Bernini (my favorite sculptor) out of bronz that they stole from the Pantheon. It is located in the Vatican at St. Peter's which is the largest cathedral in the world. This is actually 10 stories tall, but you can't tell because of the size of the basillica.

This is Michaelangelo's Pieta. One of my all time favorite sculptures. I love the look of serenity on Mary's face (which is a very Renaissance look) speaking of the peace that Christ would rise again. I personally feel the Michaelangelo was inspired. I wish I could have taken pictures of the Cistine Chapel, but its not allowed. So much wisdom that is not a part of Catholic theology. Also, in the 1960's some lunatic came in and broke Mary's fingers off and Christ's foot. That is why its now under glass and you can't get close.

This is also in the Vatican. It's an ancient Roman sculpture. Normally they did have eyes like this made out of marble, but now they are gone due to destruction of pagan antiquities or stolen to be used somewhere else. Kind of freaky, right?

Vaughny loves his gelato. Look at his compared to Megan's. He was a happy boy....

This is their Capitol type building. Its also probably one of the newest buildings in Rome dating 1910 or something like that.
Zac followed me there. He loves me. What can I say?

Oh, hey. I'm walking down the street- no big deal. Oh wait ancient ruins. What? Caesar

was killed right here? Oh, ok. That's totally normal. Ya, I saw something like that in Provo.

Hello Pantheon.

The sisters at the Vatican.

Why? Why? Why?

So, it's been a while since I have been a part of the 'blogger world' because A) I moved B) I quit my job C) I started grad school. In essence, I have been busy with really uneventful stuff that no one should really care about.

Did you know that I now live in Salt Lake. I really like our house, but it smells old. Is that weird? Yes it is. I went to my parents this weekend and I had on my sweats (the clothing of the gods) and I could smell old house all over me. Not into that. I also live in the upstairs portion of the house and it is officially the surface of the sun. At night, I just want to die. I am a hot sleeper anyway, so this is most definitely my version of hell. I better start repenting and being a good person because fire and brimstone and I will not jive together.

I started my master's program at the U. Wow, the amount of beards here are amazing. The BYU crowd lack them, but who isn't down with a little facial hair? I saw the most amazing goatee the other day that actually looked like a goat. It was really unfortunate for the following reasons 1- It looked like a goat 2- The man sporting the goat might have been attractive minus the animal fur growing on his face. I saw him in Lehi, not Salt Lake, so it might nulify all that I was saying about beards in Salt Lake.

So, here's the game that I play in class. I am such a snob. I look at the girls shoes and pick out the ones that I would wear and the ones that I wouldn't and what kind of shoes would look better with the outfits that they are wearing. I also like to think about what kind of clothes would look really good on them. Shallow? Maybe? I think that its a very social worker thing to do. It helps improve people's lives. I feel better when I wear cute shoes. Who doesn't? Call me Stacey London.

Other truths that I know. If I don't start making friends up here and have something to do with my life, I am going to get fat. I tend to eat when bored. This is not eating disordered, just the truth. Speaking of eating disorders, I sat next to a girl in class with skeletor face. And no, I would not wear her shoes. Also, I read on someone who I used to date a VERY long time ago's facebook all of the messages from his girlfriends telling him to "eat healthy." Soooo weird. It was like every other message. She also likes to show her boobies a lot. I'm not bitter....but that's only because mine are bigger. She also says things like "I love you baybee." Annoying. Hope my mom doesn't read this. She won't approve.....

Did you know that I sold my soul to the University of Utah bookstore. I walked in today and they stole my purse! They actually didn't but they make you leave your bag at the front, so I had to take my phone, wallet (to pay for my books, duh!), and ipod all out of my bag so that those heathens that go to the U don't steal my stuff. I actually left my camera there hoping that they would see that there is nothing there and leave my business ALONE! So, I left my amazing purse that I bought in Italy (feel free to be jealous) and I walked in pretending that I had some idea of what I was doing- which I didn't. I walked around for probably forty-five seconds and felt extremely overwhelmed so I left and decided to order my books online. Did you all know that the bookstore offers that? Its amazing. You go to your class schedule and there at the bottom is a "buy your books online!" button. Click on that and it pulls up every book that is required for your classes! Awesome! Especially since I don't even know the names or numbers of my classes so that I can facilitate getting my books. Anyhoo, I did said clicking and guess what? I WAS RAPED! Is that inappropriate to say? You might think so until I tell you how much it cost me....$731.28! Ouch! Do they know that I am unemployed and cannot pay a cent for this stuff? Actually, I do have a job that they label as being an "intern" which essentially means that I go to work, I do work, and I get paid nothing. I hear people like it. I like it. Whatevs.

Last item of business. My car radio doesn't work because I had to spend an arm and a leg to get it to not work. Or I had to fix my car battery and now the security code is on and the only way to get it to work again is to take my sweet ride (1998 honda accord- I know, be jealous) to the honda dealership and pay $66 to have them take out my radio and see the serial number, put it back in, and enter the stupid code. I would like to direct you to the previous paragraph. Not gonna happen. Poverty is my name!!! If you ride in my car, expect some singing from me...

Seacrest- OUT!

My friend, Jonny Balagna, wrote part of my essay to ASU and I thought it was a) pretty accurate and b) pretty funny. I obviously did not chose to attend ASU since I am going to the U, but this would get anyone into school......

In addition to the above-mentioned traits which I have discussed, there are a few weapons that I “have in my arsenal” which I believe will make me da frickin bomb (weapon pun) in your program. Let’s be honest… have you SEEN my picture?!? One word: hot. From what I’ve seen browsing the ASU website, your school would greatly benefit from a looker like me. Such beauty adds prestige to your program and encourages more males to apply. Tell them that I can tie a cherry stem into a knot using only my tongue.I have tried to live my life with the motto, “If you got it, flaunt it.” Let me tell you ASU, I got it. These things are traits relating to my personality and beauty, and I will now provide you with 20 additional bits of information that make me a stellar applicant for your school:

1. I am not afraid to kill a man if necessary.
2. I can see through lead. Not even Superman can do that.
3. If nobody’s watching, I can do a double backflip off of the kitchen counter.
4. I once opened for Bruce Springsteen, and he said I was the new Boss.
5. The little paperclip in Microsoft Word asks ME for suggestions.
6. There are no such things as tornadoes; I just hate trailer parks.
7. In reference to number 1, I have proved myself 3 and a half times.
8. I know where you live, I’ve seen your children, and it would be a shame if anything should happen to them.
9. I simultaneously played both Jean Valjean and Cosette in a Broadway production of Les Miserables.
10. I am in love with Ian Peterson, James Schramm, Ricky Bobby from Talledega Nights, and Horton from Horton hears a Who.
11. I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die.1
2. While touring with a company of Chinese acrobats, I set the world record for most items juggled at one time. The items consisted of 2 chainsaws, a circus midget, a half-eaten slim jim, 4 bowling balls (8,9,12,and 15 pounds), a Goodyear tire, Paige Hansen, and a sock full of nickels.
13. I am not allergic to sand, sunshine, or Boston Cream Pie.
14. I am the heir to the Toaster Strudel fortune.
15. I paid for college working as a part-time animator for Disney studios. During my time there, I created the characters Batman, Dora the Explorer, and Toucan Sam.
16. I wrote the book of love.
17. I was selected to sing the Star Spangled Banner at this year’s Superbowl, but I was still angry about the Michael Vick dog-fighting scandal so I politely declined.
18. I’m watching you right now.
19. I was first runner up in the Miss Utah competition, and there was insubstantial evidence to link me to her unfortunate poisoning so all charges were dropped and I took the crown.
20. Me like you long tim.

I know that I have previous spoke about my love for Adam Lambert, and I still love him, but I must admit that my love has dwindled the past few weeks and I have grown to lover Kris Allen. Last night I returned from work to watch my DVR of American Idol with my friend Kathy. Now, I must say that I have NEVER been into American Idol, but it has been my world recently. I loved beyond anything when Keith Urban sang with Kris. I thought Whitney was going to flip her lid. She still wants to have his babies. So, anyway, I screamed and squealed and jumped around like I was 14 and at a Backstreet boys concert. So, basically, I love Kris Allen. And don't you judge me for it.

Oh my gosh, my friends make me suicidal and I really mean that.

I cannot ever ever read other people's blogs. Others write about how wonderful their married life is and how excited they are to have their baby and they have those little baby count down things on the side and what do I have on my blog? McDreamy and American Idol! Could I be any more lame? No, I really think not. I was this close (imagine about an inch) from deleting my blog because I honestly have nothing to say other than I AM DEPRESSED! Geez! Can I get a prozac up in here? Maybe a seroquil? Are you impressed by my knowledge of anti-depressants and anti-anxiety meds? I'll throw out a few more for you- Xanex, Ativan, zoloft, gimme gimme.....freak...I gotta start doing something with my life. Do you want to know what my next blog will be about? You guessed it----------------------Zac Efron! Oh, kill me now.

So, here is my conclusion, I will continue to fill my blog with absolutely nothing of consequence because that is all I got and even when I have got something, its still all I got. I will also get one of those baby things on the side. I would say that from the amount of carbohydrates I ate yesterday, my food baby is at about 23 weeks. He will be cute! I really feel it. You all can watch the growth. Next order of business, I will make up a fake husband and he will look just like Zac Efron (I just saw 17 again-yes, please!) and we will be so happy in our little world. Then I will start writing letters to Zac pretending that we are married and ask him to come back (and help with the baby of course) and then I will most likely start a wee bit of stalking outside of his house, send Vanessa a letter with the slight scent of anthrax (over the top?) and then start blogging about my exciting life from the maximum security prison in Hollywood. Paris and Lindsay Lohan can be my cell mates! But they will get out after they spend a night or two, so then Wentworth Miller will be put in with me and he will have the entire blue print of the prison tattooed to his body and we will get out and run away together. HA! Zac who?

Or, I might just stop reading my friends' blogs. I dunno? What do you think my course of action should be?

My blog is ugo....

I have been wandering around on the world wide web looking at others blogs and mine is hideous. None of the other kids will want to play with my blog at recess because its the fat ugly kid. I am ashamed. Too bad I'm really pretty and funny and smart that this won't actually affect me in any way.

Aren't you attracted to him? Not in Brad way, but more of a Joaquin way?

I love Adam Lambert!!! About a week ago I was at the Jan's house (some call her mom, namely my siblings) and I was bored and trying to be sociable before I went to isolate and watch a little Felicity and Jan and Megan were watching American Idol and I was introduced to Adam. I love him! I could listen to him sing all day everyday. The boy knows how to perform! Now, I am pretty sure that he is gay, so our love can only be platonic, but check him out. He melts my little heart when he sings this Smokey Robinson song.....Sometimes I like a man who wears a little eye liner. So sue me. Is that how you spell sue? Is it like so and sow? Would I spell it soo? No. Stick with the original....Soemtimes I like a man who wears a little eyeliner. So sue me.

http://www.americanidol.com/videos/season_8/performances/adam_lambert_the_tracks_of_my_tears