You can find his blog at drstutsman.blogspot.com...or click HERE!
Just felt like doing a little photo montage.
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Dad got a blog
Everyone check out my dear ol' Dad's new blog! Any flair I have for writing has been a direct deposit of him in me. Seriously, this man is eloquent. He's funny, too!
You can find his blog at drstutsman.blogspot.com...or click HERE!
Just felt like doing a little photo montage.
Nothin but love,
Bethany
You can find his blog at drstutsman.blogspot.com...or click HERE!
Just felt like doing a little photo montage.
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
"What Makes you Beautiful"
The title of my current blog post is the song title of a new, pre-pubescent boy band called New Direction. Shamefully, I have just recently become obsessed with their song "What Makes you Beautiful". I do not use the word obsessed lightly in the last sentence.
It's not like a listen to it a hundred times a day or even have it stuck in my head all the time. (This also isn't the same Jesse McCartney situation that I found myself in in 7th grade- this is much less severe, thankfully) It's just that every time I hear it, I cannot help but stop what I'm doing, sing every word, and abandon all formal dance training I've received in the last 18 years to flail my body without care and punch-dance myself to exhaustion. ((punch dance should not be confused with fist pump))
If you haven't heard it, it's better than it's chart-topping rival, "Call me Maybe". Pshhh.
Please don't get me wrong, I'm not a top 20 girl. I like real music sung by real people. There's just something about the beat of that song that makes me weak.
Check it it out HERE
Here are some harsh realizations that I am making while I watch this video for the second time:
1) The boy in the first shot looks like a girl I know
2) Said boy from #1 loves to point at the camera and at the air. Watch for it
3) My favorite is the boy with the fluffy hair. You'll know who I'm talking about.
4) Said boy from #2 is also probably the youngest. Cool.
5) I am coveting the one boy's red pants.
6) Said boy from #4 looks like a sailor
7) All of their shirts would be too small for me
8) Boy bands LOVE capri pants
9) Those girls totally know they're beautiful. I don't buy it
I definitely didn't have time to write this blog post tonight. And it's embarrassing that with all the cool things I have to fill you guys in on, "What Makes you Beautiful" took priority.
I hope that, even if you didn't like the song as much as I do, that you at least got a laugh or two at my expense.
I'm going to bed, but tomorrow I'm gonna be smiling at the ground all day in hopes that the right boy might witness this mindless ground-smiling and fall in love with me because I must think I'm ugly.
Nothin but love,
Bethany
It's not like a listen to it a hundred times a day or even have it stuck in my head all the time. (This also isn't the same Jesse McCartney situation that I found myself in in 7th grade- this is much less severe, thankfully) It's just that every time I hear it, I cannot help but stop what I'm doing, sing every word, and abandon all formal dance training I've received in the last 18 years to flail my body without care and punch-dance myself to exhaustion. ((punch dance should not be confused with fist pump))
If you haven't heard it, it's better than it's chart-topping rival, "Call me Maybe". Pshhh.
Please don't get me wrong, I'm not a top 20 girl. I like real music sung by real people. There's just something about the beat of that song that makes me weak.
Check it it out HERE
Here are some harsh realizations that I am making while I watch this video for the second time:
1) The boy in the first shot looks like a girl I know
2) Said boy from #1 loves to point at the camera and at the air. Watch for it
3) My favorite is the boy with the fluffy hair. You'll know who I'm talking about.
4) Said boy from #2 is also probably the youngest. Cool.
5) I am coveting the one boy's red pants.
6) Said boy from #4 looks like a sailor
7) All of their shirts would be too small for me
8) Boy bands LOVE capri pants
9) Those girls totally know they're beautiful. I don't buy it
I definitely didn't have time to write this blog post tonight. And it's embarrassing that with all the cool things I have to fill you guys in on, "What Makes you Beautiful" took priority.
I hope that, even if you didn't like the song as much as I do, that you at least got a laugh or two at my expense.
I'm going to bed, but tomorrow I'm gonna be smiling at the ground all day in hopes that the right boy might witness this mindless ground-smiling and fall in love with me because I must think I'm ugly.
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Drew Jacoby
Yes, I know that when I decided to come home to Dallas over spring break it was because I needed to rest...but then I saw something online about a master class by Drew Jacoby near by so I had to sign up.
This post won't be lengthy (seeing as how I started it on Sunday), but I just want to make it very clear how cool this class was.
I'll do this by showing you very impressive pictures of Drew, the girl who taught my class.
I'm not sure that she knows how to NOT take an impressive picture. Anyway, it was a contemporary class, not ballet, but wow......it was just so cool. She seems to be a real weirdo, herself, but the kind of weirdo that you want to be more like yourself.
After class she came up to me and was all like, "Oh my gosh, I live in New York, submersed with the best dancers and talent in the world, but I have NEVER seen the likes of you! You must leave here with me and let me take you to New York to let people learn from you." And I was all like, (in my head) 'ha I just made that entire scenario up while I watch her stand 10 feet away from me talking to someone else that she doesn't know about her awesome class.'
Yeah, if that was confusing, just know that I lied about the things Drew said to me about how good I am. She said nothing of the sort.
Well ok, wait I'll give myself some credit. When I went to thank her for class, she asked me if I danced on pointe, and I said that I hadn't in a long time, and she said "Oh, darn, yeah you were amazing in class and I need dancers who are comfortable dancing pretty technically on pointe." I think I'll send her my info anyway, knowing that she will probably never contact me...but I've got nothing to lose.
Anyway, that's Drew Jacoby. Look her up- she's got some awesome videos out there!
Nothin but love,
Bethany
This post won't be lengthy (seeing as how I started it on Sunday), but I just want to make it very clear how cool this class was.
I'll do this by showing you very impressive pictures of Drew, the girl who taught my class.
I'm not sure that she knows how to NOT take an impressive picture. Anyway, it was a contemporary class, not ballet, but wow......it was just so cool. She seems to be a real weirdo, herself, but the kind of weirdo that you want to be more like yourself.
After class she came up to me and was all like, "Oh my gosh, I live in New York, submersed with the best dancers and talent in the world, but I have NEVER seen the likes of you! You must leave here with me and let me take you to New York to let people learn from you." And I was all like, (in my head) 'ha I just made that entire scenario up while I watch her stand 10 feet away from me talking to someone else that she doesn't know about her awesome class.'
Yeah, if that was confusing, just know that I lied about the things Drew said to me about how good I am. She said nothing of the sort.
Well ok, wait I'll give myself some credit. When I went to thank her for class, she asked me if I danced on pointe, and I said that I hadn't in a long time, and she said "Oh, darn, yeah you were amazing in class and I need dancers who are comfortable dancing pretty technically on pointe." I think I'll send her my info anyway, knowing that she will probably never contact me...but I've got nothing to lose.
Anyway, that's Drew Jacoby. Look her up- she's got some awesome videos out there!
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Monday, March 5, 2012
Woah...a lot just happened
So when was my last post? I don't even know (because I can't see the last post from where I'm typing...you can just look down to see how big my gap has been)
Giving you every detail would undoubtedly loose your attention, so I'll narrow my focus and talk about dance. So dance has been absolutely running my life since I got back to school after Christmas break. I was at the studio every day all day in classes and rehearsals. I literally got into the habit of replying to friends when they asked if we could grab lunch or something with, "How about in March?" It was crunch time. The dance program's big annual show, Perpetual Motion, was on the 24th and 25th of February. Normally we do a show on Friday night and a show on Saturday night, but after selling out both of those shows, they added a matinée show on Saturday afternoon. I danced in 5 of the 8 dances each show, so needless to say, I was EXHAUSTED after it was all over and done with.
Funny thing about it being all over and done with was that after we finished our last show on Saturday, it was definitely not over and done with. We had Sunday to rest and pack, and on Monday 8 dance students left in a 15 passenger bus for Laredo, TX. We were going to a college dance conference called ACDFA, or American College Dance Festival. I think I talked about it a bit last year. However, this year, it was hosted in Laredo. Hmm....Laredo, TX? You might recognize the ring of that from the commercials for the television show featuring Laredo. It's called "Border town Laredo: the war on drugs". We were all pretty alarmed to say the least.
Laredo ended up being a lot less drug-infested than we anticipated...although we never went farther than walking to the huge, white, miniature bus...to the school...and back to the hotel in the creepy white bus. The campus where all the classes and performances were held was A&M international. TAMIU. This got a bit annoying because we were never sure if we were making ourselves clear enough that we came from TEXAS A&M (not to be confused with A&M International). So we always found ourselves over-explaining. "We're from A&M...Texas A&M. In College Station....the real one..............ya know? Gig em." No one really cared to pay much attention to the explanation.
We performed on the first day and then took classes for the rest of the week. We got back yesterday and I slept from about 2 in the afternoon to 8 this morning, getting up a few times in there for food. The whole week (starting on the bus ride there) I read the Hunger Games. I finished the first one in a couple days, and now I am in the middle of the second one. Wow. I really didn't want to like them because I'm a diva and would rather not be caught up in the same trendy books that everyone else is, but there's no denying it- I love the Hunger Games.
If you haven't read the series, there are two boys who love the main girl, Katniss. One is Gale, and the other is Peeta. The author has a way of making you love both of them equally, but in different ways, and I finally realized that the main reason that I was so into the books was that, in the back of my head, I had convinced myself that I would get to have whatever boy Katniss didn't end up with. There were lots of problems with this mindset, apart from the fact that these are fictional characters in a fictional book. However, it reminded me of when I used to watch Ryan Sheckler in junior high and get upset when my friends talked about how cute he was because I felt as if Ryan and I were together. As if he the feelings that I had for this skateboarding teen heart throb were in some way mutual. Embarrassingly enough, this situation reminds me of my Jesse McCartney phase. We won't get too into detail. I'll I'm saying is that remnants of this phase still hang from my ceiling. Now Jesse McCartney pictures seem completely arbitrary, but my bed used to be positioned under the pictures where they still hang....even after we re-decorated and moved my bed. And I'll also add that I wrote him a birthday card on this 18th birthday. He never wrote back. Phase over.
Well I've officially gotten myself on a tangent. I'll add some pictures from ACDFA and Perpetual Motion. If I can get a video up from rehearsal I'll do that too!
Feast your ears, dear readers...I've got lots of free time now :)
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Giving you every detail would undoubtedly loose your attention, so I'll narrow my focus and talk about dance. So dance has been absolutely running my life since I got back to school after Christmas break. I was at the studio every day all day in classes and rehearsals. I literally got into the habit of replying to friends when they asked if we could grab lunch or something with, "How about in March?" It was crunch time. The dance program's big annual show, Perpetual Motion, was on the 24th and 25th of February. Normally we do a show on Friday night and a show on Saturday night, but after selling out both of those shows, they added a matinée show on Saturday afternoon. I danced in 5 of the 8 dances each show, so needless to say, I was EXHAUSTED after it was all over and done with.
Funny thing about it being all over and done with was that after we finished our last show on Saturday, it was definitely not over and done with. We had Sunday to rest and pack, and on Monday 8 dance students left in a 15 passenger bus for Laredo, TX. We were going to a college dance conference called ACDFA, or American College Dance Festival. I think I talked about it a bit last year. However, this year, it was hosted in Laredo. Hmm....Laredo, TX? You might recognize the ring of that from the commercials for the television show featuring Laredo. It's called "Border town Laredo: the war on drugs". We were all pretty alarmed to say the least.
Laredo ended up being a lot less drug-infested than we anticipated...although we never went farther than walking to the huge, white, miniature bus...to the school...and back to the hotel in the creepy white bus. The campus where all the classes and performances were held was A&M international. TAMIU. This got a bit annoying because we were never sure if we were making ourselves clear enough that we came from TEXAS A&M (not to be confused with A&M International). So we always found ourselves over-explaining. "We're from A&M...Texas A&M. In College Station....the real one..............ya know? Gig em." No one really cared to pay much attention to the explanation.
We performed on the first day and then took classes for the rest of the week. We got back yesterday and I slept from about 2 in the afternoon to 8 this morning, getting up a few times in there for food. The whole week (starting on the bus ride there) I read the Hunger Games. I finished the first one in a couple days, and now I am in the middle of the second one. Wow. I really didn't want to like them because I'm a diva and would rather not be caught up in the same trendy books that everyone else is, but there's no denying it- I love the Hunger Games.
If you haven't read the series, there are two boys who love the main girl, Katniss. One is Gale, and the other is Peeta. The author has a way of making you love both of them equally, but in different ways, and I finally realized that the main reason that I was so into the books was that, in the back of my head, I had convinced myself that I would get to have whatever boy Katniss didn't end up with. There were lots of problems with this mindset, apart from the fact that these are fictional characters in a fictional book. However, it reminded me of when I used to watch Ryan Sheckler in junior high and get upset when my friends talked about how cute he was because I felt as if Ryan and I were together. As if he the feelings that I had for this skateboarding teen heart throb were in some way mutual. Embarrassingly enough, this situation reminds me of my Jesse McCartney phase. We won't get too into detail. I'll I'm saying is that remnants of this phase still hang from my ceiling. Now Jesse McCartney pictures seem completely arbitrary, but my bed used to be positioned under the pictures where they still hang....even after we re-decorated and moved my bed. And I'll also add that I wrote him a birthday card on this 18th birthday. He never wrote back. Phase over.
Well I've officially gotten myself on a tangent. I'll add some pictures from ACDFA and Perpetual Motion. If I can get a video up from rehearsal I'll do that too!
Feast your ears, dear readers...I've got lots of free time now :)
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Pray
Hi friends!
I've been wanting to post about this for some time now, but I guess I just haven't had the time to give it what it deserves.
One of my closest friends, and roommates, Heidi, received a panicked phone call from her sister on the Wednesday night before we were to leave school for our Christmas break. Her sister let her know that their mother had suffered, what they later learned was a stoke induced seizure, in the living room of their home where she and her mom had been watching tv that evening.
Less than an hour from receiving the phone call, before even learning what exactly had happened to her mother, Heidi and I had loaded her car and sent her on her way to her family's home to be there for her sister and family.
Thankfully, Heidi's dad was at the house when it happened, and was able to take control and get paramedics to the house asap. Heidi's mother was taken to the hospital where the doctors ran tests and concluded that she had endured a stroke in her brainstem, which is known to be an especially serious area of the brain to be effected.
Heidi's mom stayed in ICU for a couple weeks, and the last week or so in the stroke unit of the hospital, thankfully, she has now been released to a rehabilitation facility where she will remain anywhere from 4-8 weeks.
She has remained completely aware for the most part through the entire process, however because of the trachea tube in her throat, she is unable to speak. Slowly she has gained enough control over certain parts of her body to move them minimally. Heidi's dad has done an awesome job of giving friends and family daily updates on facebook, and when being asked about their home's ability to have a functioning wheel chair for her, they responded by letting doctors know that she planned on walking out of rehab!
The Thomson's are one of the most spiritual and faithful families I know. There is no doubt in my mind that God used them, and Mrs. Thomson, because He trusted them to take a situation like this and make it point back at Him. They are 100% optimistic and hopeful that, eventually, Mrs. Thomson will gain complete functioning. And when she does, I know she will give full credit to her Jesus.
Please pray for her swift recovery.
Nothin but love,
Bethany
craftybethany.com
I've been wanting to post about this for some time now, but I guess I just haven't had the time to give it what it deserves.
One of my closest friends, and roommates, Heidi, received a panicked phone call from her sister on the Wednesday night before we were to leave school for our Christmas break. Her sister let her know that their mother had suffered, what they later learned was a stoke induced seizure, in the living room of their home where she and her mom had been watching tv that evening.
Less than an hour from receiving the phone call, before even learning what exactly had happened to her mother, Heidi and I had loaded her car and sent her on her way to her family's home to be there for her sister and family.
Thankfully, Heidi's dad was at the house when it happened, and was able to take control and get paramedics to the house asap. Heidi's mother was taken to the hospital where the doctors ran tests and concluded that she had endured a stroke in her brainstem, which is known to be an especially serious area of the brain to be effected.
Heidi's mom stayed in ICU for a couple weeks, and the last week or so in the stroke unit of the hospital, thankfully, she has now been released to a rehabilitation facility where she will remain anywhere from 4-8 weeks.
She has remained completely aware for the most part through the entire process, however because of the trachea tube in her throat, she is unable to speak. Slowly she has gained enough control over certain parts of her body to move them minimally. Heidi's dad has done an awesome job of giving friends and family daily updates on facebook, and when being asked about their home's ability to have a functioning wheel chair for her, they responded by letting doctors know that she planned on walking out of rehab!
The Thomson's are one of the most spiritual and faithful families I know. There is no doubt in my mind that God used them, and Mrs. Thomson, because He trusted them to take a situation like this and make it point back at Him. They are 100% optimistic and hopeful that, eventually, Mrs. Thomson will gain complete functioning. And when she does, I know she will give full credit to her Jesus.
Please pray for her swift recovery.
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| Last New Year's Eve...she had ALL of Heidi and her older brother's friends at their home to ring in the New Year 2 years in a row! |
Bethany
craftybethany.com
Monday, January 2, 2012
I MADE A WEBSITE!!!
Attention, attention! I finally did it! I made a website!
Check it out, spread the word and let me know what you think!! {Suggestions welcome}
It's called craftybethany.com because "nothinbutlove.com" and everything else I tried was already taken...hoping to think of something more creative, so if you have an idea for that it is also welcome!
Kinda weird putting yourself out there like that, but hopefully I will find it beneficial......crossing my fingers!
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Recent Refashion
Well, Sarah, you're going to be peeved, but I did a refashion.
Ok so this adorable Anthropologie light blue sweater(ish) thing has been in my sister's closet at my parent's house for YEARS! My sister no longer lives at the house because she is married and lives with a boy now, but this little number didn't make the cut when she made the move. I have been crushing on it every time I've been home this semester, trying to figure out what the dang thing looks right with. I came to the conclusion that it looks right with NOTHING...so I had to fix it.
Here's how it started. Really cute, but when you put it on, the sleeves are excessively long and won't stay pushed up on me.
So I cut them shorter and made a cuff
Lastly...I had some extra fabric left over from the shortened sleeves, so I added little bows to the sleeves!
So, anyway, I'm excited to finally be able to wear it! And Sarah, feel free to take advantage of the update....or I guess you could technically take it back if you really wanted to......................... : /
Happy Holidays! I'm hoping to be able to do a lot more refashion projects over the break, so stay tuned!
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Ok so this adorable Anthropologie light blue sweater(ish) thing has been in my sister's closet at my parent's house for YEARS! My sister no longer lives at the house because she is married and lives with a boy now, but this little number didn't make the cut when she made the move. I have been crushing on it every time I've been home this semester, trying to figure out what the dang thing looks right with. I came to the conclusion that it looks right with NOTHING...so I had to fix it.
Here's how it started. Really cute, but when you put it on, the sleeves are excessively long and won't stay pushed up on me.
So I cut them shorter and made a cuff
Lastly...I had some extra fabric left over from the shortened sleeves, so I added little bows to the sleeves!
So, anyway, I'm excited to finally be able to wear it! And Sarah, feel free to take advantage of the update....or I guess you could technically take it back if you really wanted to......................... : /
Happy Holidays! I'm hoping to be able to do a lot more refashion projects over the break, so stay tuned!
Nothin but love,
Bethany
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