4 Very Short Days...

I have dreamed of selling my handmade crafts in a craft show for so long. I have always wanted to travel the country and sell for a couple days and then explore. It would be so lovely to take road trips that don’t eat my wallet if I was able to cover the cost of it with my booth. Would that not be amazing? It would.

In 4 short days this dream of mine will come true. Courtney & I are taking Hello Wallflower to our first craft show! We will be at the South Jordan Christmas Boutique. Click HERE if you live in the Salt lake area and woul like to know when and where it is! We would love for you to stop by!

We have absolutely no idea what this is going to be like. We have no idea what we are doing. And we are freaking out. All we are hoping for is to get some experience, learn the do’s and don’ts, meet new people, and have FUN! If it is not fun then I doubt we will do it again… because let me tell you. It is hard work!

Cheers to making dreams come true.

Carli  

Dream Journal: A Day With Paul.

I started an experiment. I am trying to see if I can make myself dream about particular things by thinking about them before I go to bed. This week I have been trying to dream in legos. Would that not be awesome?! So far I haven’t gotten any results. But I have been having really awesome dreams lately. I would like to share last nights dream with you lovely people….

It started out with me at a Paul Mcartney concert. (I have been dying to go to one lately… but he’s only playing over seas at the moment…) There were like 20 billion people there. (yes, I believe that is more people than the amount that inhabit the earth.) The concert was ah-mazing… (By far the best concert I have ever been too has been in my dreams… sad.) But halfway through the concert people started leaving so I was slowly able to move up to the front. Finally by the end of the concert I was within like 9 inches from Paul himself. It was glorious. Once he finished the concert he yelled “Good Night Carli!”. I then turn around to find that I was the only one left in the stadium. Actually the stadium wasn’t even a stadium. It was my front yard and paul Mcartney was playing his show in my driveway. He then starts to pack up his stuff. I ask “Paul can I help you with your things?” He replies “Yes. Thanks!” I then pick up his shiny red guitar and put it in it’s case. Then Paul says the most glorious thing. “You know I like you. Do you wanna hang out tonight?” (P.S. We all must remember that this is the old Paul. He didn’t say this in a creepy I think your attractive and want to seduce you kind of way. It was a I think your cool and would like some company tonight because I am a lonely rock legend kind of way.) I attempted to control my excitement, but I was not able to. I screamed like a wee little baby and then cringed at the realization that I just did that in front of Paul. I cleared my throat and replied with a yes. He chuckled. Paul then asked me to pull up his car so we could load his stuff into it. He had the most elegant car I have ever seen (even in my dreams). I was so afraid that I was going to crash it and that he was going to hate me. Thankfully I didn’t… After we loaded everything up we started driving. All of  sudden we were in Corpus and Paul was driving around like he knew where everything was. I asked “How do you know your way around Corpus so well?” He replied “Oh because we used to play shows here all the time! This was Ringo’s favorite show to play.” My mouth dropped open and I said “Whhhhhaaaaaa?!?!” Again Paul just chuckled. He could totally tell that I was a starstruck fangirl. “Maybe we should go to PC!” exclaimed Paul. I was so afraid that Paul was going to buy me a PC laptop. I seriously contemplated telling him that I already had a laptop and that mine was a Mac and that it is much much better then any PC, but then I decided that that might offend him and that I should just take the laptop if he offers it. Then I realized that he might like me even more if I introduced him to Mac. The good news is that none of that mattered because PC was a restaurant. We go in and we sit down and the waitress comes up and says to Paul “Hey you look like Paul Mcartney! I bet you get that a lot. It is too bad that he died in a horrible car accident in the 60’s and the queen of england didn’t want to loose revenue so she had a fake Paul created to take his place and that’s why Lennon was shot because he found out.” I was flabbergasted. I was about to tell that stupid girl that she was an idiot but Paul cut me off. He leaned over and whispered to me “If she finds out who I am she will die of shock.” I whispered “Good thinking Paul.” I then asked him tons of questions about how he got into music and what are some of his favorite memories. I asked him about Lennon, and George, and Ringo. (Sadly I don’t remember any of the answers to my questions…) It had been an hour and our waitress still hadn’t brought our food. She was paying no attention to us. She was in the corner talking to her wierdo boyfriend. I could tell that Paul was getting mad. He probably isn’t used to being treated like a nobody. I suggested that we go somewhere else and we did.

Then I was awaken by my stupid alarm. So I will never know where we went and all the wonderful things Paul and I could have done together. I will never know if we had a jam session or if he ever ended up buying me a laptop.

I wish that dream had lasted forever.

Carli

Today I Flew.

My last blog post I talked about how I would choose flying as my super human power. Today I experienced flying & I definitely have not changed my mind. 

I have always had this fear of falling. I am not afraid of heights (hot air balloon rides have cured me of that), but falling really scares me. So this year when Courtney, Ben, & I bought season passes to Lagoon; Courtney made me promise that I would go on the Sky Coaster with her. The Sky Coaster is one of those rides that you have to pay extra to go on. Basically they harness you in and pull you up to the top of this 150 foot tower and you pull a cord and you just drop and then swing. I did NOT want to go on this ride, but somehow Courtney tricked me into promising her that I would. So today we were at Sizzler’s eating dinner and Ben mentioned that tonight was the last night of the Lagoon season. I was sad because I hadn’t been since the middle of the summer. So we decided to go!

We get there and I am seriously feeling like I am about to vomit due to a combination of dry mouth, anticipation of going on the Sky Coaster, and anxiety from the meanest prank Courtney & Ben have ever played one me. Jerks! We buy our tickets and wait in line for two hours. Finally they get us strapped into our suits and we are standing on the platform and I turn to Courtney and say “What the heck are we doing??!?!?!?” by that time she was thinking the same thing. The people that went before us were being taken down and were talking about how completely awesome the ride was. I did not believe them. They hook us up and drop the platform and we fall forward and Courtney seriously begins to cry. Ben is just hanging there all quiet, and I am yelling stuff like “Oh man this hurts! Why are we doing this?! I am freaking out! COURTNEY ARE YOU SERIOUSLY CRYING??!?!?!” They start to pull us up slowly and I watch the ground get farther and farther away. My eyes got wide with fear, my heart was pounding so hard I could feel it throughout my body, and I was yelling at Ben not to pull the cord. He did. 

What happened next was the most magical thing that has ever happened to me. I flew. I threw my arms out and yelled “This is the best ride of my life!!!” and “I am flying!!” and “This is so fun!” It was dark out so we could see all the lights in the valley. I wished that I could release myself from the harness and fly on my own like a bird in the night sky. I wondered what the worker would think when my harness came back empty. I thought about how I should probably fly down to the workers and tell them I am alright and that thanks to them I discovered that I could fly. I probably would have flown back to Texas just to tell my parents the news. Then skimmed across the ocean because I haven’t felt the salty water in far too long. Then I would have slept in the clouds. 

I was sad to get off the ride. I wanted to fly forever. We then left Lagoon. It was almost 10 and the park was closing. I don’t care that we only got to go on one ride. It was so worth it. 

Carli