Thursday, July 31, 2008
Tomorrow night Lady comes to town, and will be staying for the week. I love her and I am glad she will be here. My ward lake trip is on Saturday morning, and I will be gone all.day. Somewhere in there MW wants to go see Mamma Mia! I'm guessing Friday would be better for that, but there's no telling at this point.
I have no idea when I will actually get to read this book even though I still get too excited to breathe easily when I think about it. With that in mind, I say to all you who are so fortunate enough to actually finish the book before I do, please no spoilers.
I have no idea what I'm going to do.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
You Are Cinderella!
Dignified and hard working. With a gentle and soft-spoken manner you have something many people don't. Patience. Even through the moments of heartbreak you're still able to hold onto all of your hopes and dreams. Bide your time; your dream will come true.
Which Disney Princess Are You?
*Raises fork full of Cheesecake* Here's to you Sophia.
They’re usually pretty neat and make you feel all warm and fuzzy and stuff. Right?
Well have you ever had one that made you think twice about most of the choices you have made in life?
You say you haven’t?
I’ve settled and settled horribly. Yes, I suppose I could have done worse…a lot worse…yet the fact remains. I don’t know that I’ve ever really fought for anything I truly wanted. Maybe I just lack the conviction or the simple knowledge of what I truly want to do that would compel me to make something work.
I am reminded of a conversation I had with my father a few weeks ago. He asked me how I was doing. I replied simply with something along the lines of, “I feel like I’m on the verge of a nervous breakdown. It must mean it’s time to make a change.”
Maybe my “world” in all its smallness always feels like it’s falling apart when it’s time to change because it is. The little walls I put up to help create stability are being torn down and moved around in order to create room for the coming change. Just what exactly that change is, I’ve yet to figure out.
If I'm likening all this to remodelling a home I think this is the part where you hit the real low, somewhere in the middle and wonder why in the world you ever started the renovations in the first place. Except these reno's aren't usually by conscious choice. Hopefully I'll be on the upswing soon, and it won't turn out to be the Money Pit.
In effort to curb the request that it simply bite me in the butt so I can figure out what it is already, I think I’ll just keep praying for an answer. That bite in the "proverbial" butt might hurt a lot worse than I currently imagine it would, and I’d have problems sitting for a while, which would mean no blogging for me and no blog reading. Sad Day!
I know change is inevitable, but it still hurts sometimes.
Growing Pains suck!
I really don’t want to wallow. I’d much rather get up and finish my trudging through the mud except it’s still kind of foggy and I can’t see where I’m going. I hope this doesn’t mean I have to army crawl my way out of it.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
1) on my way out there I sat next to this dude who writes reviews and was going to Comic-con with his buddy...no I didn't catch his name, but he asked me what I was reading (New Moon) and told me he was in a book store in Dallas when they were signing book covers/jackets...crazy! He knew some about the series but not the specifics, funny.
2) Saturday afternoon I got to watch a completed scene someone had pirated from Twilight, it's an expanded clip from the dance studio scene. WHICH BTW totally confirmed my sneaking suspicions about going to the midnight showing...too many screaming 12 year old girls I think for me to be able to fully enjoy the goodness.
Too bad I didn't get that dude's info so I could get the sweet hook ups...as in going to a sneak preview. That would be tasty!
Seriously...did I just say tasty? Who does that!?!?
On my way to the airport, in order to help calm my nerves I called GM to talk. She very geniously pointed out to me that this would be my first trip that did not involve going "home" or anywhere near it. After this realization I wasn't calmed down right away, but it did allow me to think about things.
I've taken road trips before in similar situations, but in those cases, I knew exactly where I was going. It's hard to explain quite what I mean. Anyway, it dawned on me later that day as I was picking up the rental car, "This is my first 'adult' trip." Not adult in any nawty sense, but in the sense that I am over 25 and pretty much going on vacation alone. I planned it from start to finish and was in charge of making all the arrangements/accommodations for myself. A really big step for me.
When I arrived everything went fairly smooth. As soon as I walked out of the airport, anticipating a blast of extreme heat, as I have been taught to expect here in the sandbox, I was pleasantly surprised! I thought I was at home, only it was less humid. It was love at first...sight? Anyway you get my drift.
Thanks to a very dear friend I was able to stay in the area that I had wanted to, which was relatively close to the airport, but not obnoxiously so. It was two miles from the coast. Woot!
That night I was to attend the family dinner as requested by my friend, so figured it was cool. I even had to double check with her to make sure it was. I arrived a little early for dinner and got to spend time talking with Nat and catching up. I alway feel like there isn't too much to tell about myself in situations like that because truly, much never seems to change.
But I digress.
Dinner was pretty good Mexican food. The burrito should be called a burro because there was nothing little about it. It took up a whole one of those turkey roaster pans...just for one...ONE! They also had some tasty brownies in mint, oreo, peanut butter, marshmallow, and strawberry frosting.
I headed back up to Newport when things died down. When I got there the temple lights were still on, but sadly my phone takes for.ev.er. To get into camera mode, and so no pic :(
The next AM I was a little late getting to the temple, but made it in time to jump in a few pics. My friend's dear grandparents have decided to help me get married as well and set me up with guys around my age. This is probably the first wedding where I have people have actively been trying to get me married as well. Which I find funny. Even at my sisters' weddings there was never any of that so it was a unique experience for me.
After pics we headed back over to her parent's house, which I had intended to get a picture off the end of their back yard which overlooks a golf course, and is right on the edge of the national forest. B-E-A-U-tiful. Alas, no dice there either. Although we got into a massive Twilight series discussion, which was spurred on by several things. teehee. I even showed off Lauren's Bite.
The time came to get dressed in our finery and head over to the Country Club for the reception. When we rolled up, they even had complementary valet. Woot! Dinner was TASTY! It was some of the best reception food I have ever had at a wedding! It was better than MMMM MMM good! The flowers were Amay-za-zing. It was so beautiful yet simple.
During the reception, I was asked to go get their marriage license back at the house and had to make two trips for that one because the house was locked. Then there was dancing, although I saddened by the fact that there was no Ice Ice Baby to lip sync to ;)
But seriously, in my time driving I realized that I need to thank Nat for my "big break" and the opportunity for my first solo vacation.
All in all it was a good time. Although a little word to the wise, if you're going to
This morning I did NOT want to leave! It was so beautiful there and the weather was perfect, I had a hard time going to the airport. Although oddly enough some people who were at the wedding were on my flight back into the oven full of sand.
So to my dear friend Nat,
Congrats to you and Robert! You've worked hard and got exactly what you wanted.
P.S. I'm pretty sure that Esther had you pegged ;) and one other thing, sorry about the crappy hand writing on your sign-in book. I can't write well, when I'm nervous/ stressed out.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
An.y.way. One day out of the blue, when we were supposed to be working in our assigned groups he announces to our group, “I bet I can make you blush.” Being the
Well he shortened my name a little and added baby to the end, and I probably did end up blushing…a lot more than expected. For the rest of the year he would tease me with that on occasion. I would usually ask him not to call me that. Didn’t work.
One day, for some reason he and I were late in getting to our next class, (no GM it’s not because we were M.O.) and yours truly had the bright idea.
My next classroom came up first and I said, “You know, I could report you for secksual harassment when you call me ‘Shortened name + baby’” After that he never really said it again although, if I remember correctly he signed my yearbook and wrote that in it.
And so was born the Jet song about an extremely frigid woman.
What I thought I had read was Medieval. The second time I took a good look at it, I realized that it really read Meadville Hospital.
Yeah who wants to go to a Medieval Hospital? Yeah. Not me!
$100+ co-pay to have someone put leeches on you? Pass!
What is it about weddings? It's almost like a class reunion of sorts or those other events where you rarely, if ever, see the people any more, but for some totally bizarre reason you want to look as good or even better than you did the last time you saw them. Could someone please explain this to me?
Monday, July 14, 2008
1. Do you like blue cheese? g-ross
2. Have you ever smoked ? Napes...ick
3. Do you own a gun? No but I do have tickets to the gun show
4. What flavor do you add to your drink at sonic? none...I'm a purist
5. Do you get nervous before doctor's appointments? No, just annoyed that it will take an hour to get a five minute answer.
6. What do you think of hot dogs? Depends on the brand...tasty
7. Favorite Christmas movie(s)? The Christmas Story, Home Alone 1 & 2
8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? water
9. Can you do push ups? I think I got 26 ish in under a minute
10. What's your favorite piece of jewelry? My silver "wing" ring
11. Favorite hobby? blogging witticisms and snarkiness, picking the perfect music for occasions
12. Do you have A.D.D.? yes except I prefer ADOS Attention Deficit--Oh Shiny!
13. What's one trait you hate about yourself? I have no real self loathing just frustration over lack of self control...translation: food is tasty!
14. Middle name? Michelle
15. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment.
A. I want to go home because I feel sick
B. I should eat breakfast already
C. I need money so I will be staying here.
16. Name 3 things you bought yesterday:
17. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink?
18. Current worry? The upcoming election & money
19. Current hate right now? being afraid
20. Favorite place to be? Home
21. Where would you like to go? South Carolina
22. Name three people who will complete this? not sure I don't want to put anyone on BLAST!
23. What shirt are you wearing? Peacock Blue
24.What year would you go back in time to? Good question, can't say as I would necessarily change anything, but...I have no answer.
25. Can you whistle? Easily
26. Favorite color? Blue
27. Would you be a pirate? Only if I can captain the ship and I don't have to wear a patch...
28. Favorite girl names? Goodness I used to have a list, but I don't remember anymore
29. Favorite boy names? ditto numero 28
30. What's in your pocket right now? my hands
31. Last thing that made you laugh? Shea, Bonnie, & Liz
32. Best Halloween costume? Last year's
33. Worst injury you've ever had? Broken toe...maybe
34. Do you like where you live? usually
35. How many TVs do you have in your house? 3
36. Who is your loudest friend? Shea
37. How many dogs do you have? four-ish
38. Does someone have a crush on you? Probably, do I pick up on it? rarely
39. What is your favorite book(s)? I have a lot, but we'll start with the Book of Mormon, the Bible ( I still can't finish reading it), Atlas Shrugged, Twilight Series, Looking Glass Wars, Harry Potter
40. What is your favorite candy? Depends on my mood, probably sweetarts, sometimes twix or milk duds
41. Favorite Sports Team? I don't really have a favorite team, but favorite sport to watch is Rugby.
42. Your favorite meal? Where do I begin?
43. What were you doing 12 AM last night? debating
44. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? I think I'm gonna be sick
Sunday, July 13, 2008
So bare with me...no pun intended until August 2nd
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
For some reason I thought of this particular scene today. It starts around 4:13 and ends at 5:26. This is my little sister's enthusiasm for setting me up on a date. I love her, but I just thought this was funny, mostly how the mom handles the girls like a champ. It cracks me up. :D
I think the only real fix for such times as these is self-discipline, facing facts, and being realistic. You cannot live off of credit forever. Eventually you have to pay the piper, and unfortunately that means peter piper and I will be parting ways; but thus is the harshness of reality. Learning to decipher between wants and needs.
I think too often people have a hard time delineating wants from needs. It’s not too difficult. Needs are the basics, essentials needed to sustain human life. There are only so many. Money, sadly, is the tool, which we use to obtain most of these (food, water, shelter, clothing, etc). That is unless you are super resourceful and grow or make your own, although the shelter thing would be a hard one to get around. ;)
But I digress.
Wants are limitless.
The main thing of this soap boxiness was simply a cautionary statement. Use logic when people talk to you about such things, especially when they sound too good to be true…they usually are.
Burned & Baked. My arms after spending six hours floating down a river.
Bummer. Lost my towel to the river.
Brat/Brisk(#4). Apparently that’s how I behaved towards someone who was trying to be kind to me. : ( (This was pointed out by mi madre)
Brrrr. Footbath of ice due to the loss of my shoes at the end of the river ride.
Bored. Sitting on the edge of the tub
Book. Reading while waiting for my feet to attain comfortably numb status
Belch. after the pizza for dinner
Battle…of the (Rock) Bands.
-Itchy. Apparently I was not very nice on Saturday, or Friday….
Black. The color some punk kids decided it would be funny to spray paint my headlights.
Buff. A small amount of elbow grease and plastic cleaner later, the paint was gone.
BL. One of the few things that helped make the weekend a little better.
Bacon. Yeah, I said it! Bacon wrapped sirloin. Tasty.
Bodacious…. Jack Black. School of Rock.
BCFH…Be3fcakes from H a phrase coined by GM but I feel it aptly described my pain this morning.
This post was brought to you by the letter "B" and the number "2."
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Is there such a thing?
But sometimes it's just not funny. Woohoo you're tired of (Insert whatever public or personal gripe you have here including but not limited your personal issues with hypocritical people). Put your big girl panties on and deal with it! Just because you're surrounded by people who are too busy getting high off of their own hairspray and nail polish perfumes doesn't mean everyone else wants or needs to hear about it. Yes, I can be sympathetic or even in some cases empathetic, but you? You are just pathetic for not being able to be slightly more mature about it.
***UPDATE***This was in my drafts. I don't recall what inspired this particular rant, but I thought it was funny although pretty harsh. Here's hoping no one gets overly offended!
Maybe if they relocate the animals certain people could ride these to work instead of driving.
This was when I watched him a couple weeks ago…
Although for some reason he thought it would be funny to lick me. I thought he’d quit after a couple times, but no he didn’t. I tried to turn the chair so he couldn’t reach my arm any more, but he just took his little step stool around to the other side and licked my other arm.
My arms must taste really good. When you think about it it’s not really a surprise after all, fat enhances flavor.
Note this would be the second of my nieces and nephews to think it’s funny to lick me. G’ew