Hodge-Podge Events

Well, well, well my friends! It has been quite some time, has it not? Goodness gracious. I feel live I've been running around like a chicken with my head cut off for the past few weeks. What with Christmas and Thanksgiving last month. It has been nuuuuts! I really wish I had a ton of things to tell you guys! I love telling stories! Why?? Because I think that stories make people happy. My stories make me happy, I can't say the same for you, but I'm assuming if you follow my blog at all, they probably do! However, I do have a couple for you! I will start with my Temple Square adventure!
Let me tell you something. I would be the first to tell you that lately, my spiritual life has been seriously lacking. Every once in a while, I feel different. I actually feel like I can be that person I am supposed to be, as opposed to that snarky brat who complains about eeeverything. But, that is who I am most of the time. Anyways! One Sunday earlier this month, I was watching Emma Smith, My Story. I looooove that movie. It breaks my heart and builds my testimony of Joseph Smith Jr. all at the same time. Which, in turn, strengthens my testimony about the Church in general. While watching that movie, I just really REALLY wanted to go to Temple Square. There is something that is very special about the temple grounds. I know, I know. It is the Lord's house after all, but that feeling that you get when looking at the gardens and all of the people who love and believe the same way you do... Nothing beats that. Nothing.
That day, my visiting teacher had asked me to come to her class. I was thinking about it, but decided if she didn't text me that day to see if I was coming, then I wouldn't go. I still had plenty of time to get ready for church, but I didn't. Until she sent me the text to see if I was coming to church. I said if she promised not to pick me to answer questions, then I would go. She said no problem, and off to church I went. It was a lovely lesson, I enjoyed it immensely. It also made me want to go to the temple even more!
Eventually, I got the guts to ask a friend of mine (hello Matt!) to take me. We doubled with his friend Cody and his sweet wife. ( Can I just say, I need more single friends. I am exhausted hanging out with all of my friends WITH their husbands. I love their husbands, but dang it! Let's not remind me how disgustingly single I am by hanging out with your husband.) We went up and wandered the grounds, looked at the lights and saw what there is to see. Man, I love that place. It's beautiful. The things is, when I watch these movies about the history of the church, with Joseph Smith Jr. and his wife Emma, I just want to live better. All of these amazing people who sacrificed so much because they believed in a man that much.. Wow.
I just love that there are people like that in the world. Of course, they are much harder to find now. Even if you are in the church. In fact, now days there are more selfish, backstabbing, holier-than-thou people then anywhere else. That is so sad. I don't blame the church at all of course. I do blame the people and their pride. They are forgetting what our church was based on. That is such a shame. I love my church and even if I don't always act like I should, I do care.
Long story short about that, I had a WONDERFUL time. It was beautiful and made my entire year worth it. It was all I wanted to do for the holidays. And I did.
My next story is about a sort of date I went on. I will call this one.. Sargent. It is probably not a correct title, but that is the one I pick, so deal with it! Anyways, Sargent worked with my mom, and works with my sister. He is very quirky and likes to laugh. I think that is lovely. However, he really likes teasing. It comes from a place of caring, I think. At least, that is what I said. What I don't find so lovely, is my unease about being able to have a serious conversation without including some sort of joke which makes me sound like an idiot. In a way of course, that he doesn't mean to. Anyways, we went to taco bell. I drove, he paid. It was fun, but didn't leave me with warm fuzzies. I don't even feel anything like that when I think back about it. That isn't promising. Anyways, I am an old fashioned girl. I like to be wooed. So, chances are, I won't text a guy first. I haven't texted him since, but he seems to think I hate him because I haven't. Grr. The only thing that has to do with is I am not typically needy. And, it might be mild disintrest. So that is that.
I think that is all I have for today! What we have learned, I loooove Temple Square, as well as my church! Also! I don't like smarmy church people. I come up with poor nicknames. And I like to be treated like a lady and will not stand for anything less anymore! HA!
As always, I love you guys! All five of you! It is a privilege to write for you! I promise to return soon! Sooner that last time!

Stand By Me

This week has been absolutely crazy. The last few days have been too much excitement for me to handle. I'm telling you. At this moment, I'm watching this show. (I am always watching shows, get used to it.) It's called Angel. I'm totally on a David Boreanaz kick and he happens to be the lead in this show. I just have to go off about this show for a minute. I like the story line, but it's a bit over played after the whole Twilight thing. Vampire who was a killer decides to be good and redeem himself by killing bad people or demons as the case may be. This is a familiar theme in Vampire Diaries as well, but that show kicks any other show's butt.
Of course it's vampire themed. I actually didn't realize it was about vampires until the horrid make up showed up. I was not intending to start another vampire show, but oh well. It happened. Since this show was on before Vampire Diaries and was well before Twilight, I've got to see what it is all about. Not to mention the whole Buffy the Vampire Slayer reference. Now I need to see what that show is all about. I was never able to watch that show since I was young and sheltered.I hear that it's great though. For a 90's show, right?
Now to the main point of this post tonight. Needless to say, I'm feeling a bit neglected. I probably shouldn't be posting this on my blog, but it is sort of like a journal for me to. A place that is safe for me to express my feelings and frustration among people who won't laugh at me. Not to mention, you can't reply right away that you think I'm stupid or dramatic. You just have to tell me on Facebook. And if you do that, I'll delete that comment and it will be like it never happened. But, since we are friends, you probably wouldn't do that anyways. If you did, we wouldn't be friends anymore and that would be a totally different story.
Well, we'll start with Saturday. Saturday was a fantastic day with adventures, delicious pizza, and good company. Last week, I made plans with my girl Kerisa! I really need a name for her since everyone on my blog seems to have a nick name. I'll have to come up with that another time.  I'm really not going to go into too many details of that night, but in short, we went up to SLC with Twinner and Matt. Matt needs a nick name as well. We went to this little place called Huka Bar and Grill. That is normally a place I wouldn't attend. In fact, I probably will never go back. Except for the pizza. I had a margarita pizza there that was divine! Couldn't even take it. It was spicy, and greasy, and delicious. Mmm. Anyways. Hukas are not my thing at all. I don't smoke or drink. So bars are not my thing either. Still though. Grills are.
It was shaping up to be a pretty awesome night, until we got up there and there was that icky white stuff all over the roads, making nerves get a little knotted up. Then when we arrived, like instant karma, my phone fell from my lap and into snow/slush. All was well until I got into Huka and my touch screen stopped working. That was the first step into a downhill evening. Next step was the nasty girls that felt like they needed to dance like two cent gutter sluts on each other. That was not my favorite. There was one girl that was seriously grossing me out. Blah.. The worst part was the look on her face. She has this super... sexual look on her face.. I don't even have any way of describing it because it was so uniquely revolting.. It was fun a little later when the super hot DJ came up and started playing awesome songs so that everyone else started dancing. I was thankful to have my view blocked of that nasty sight. We even got up and danced too. I looked ridiculous. It was very embarrassing. So I sat back down after about a song and a half.
We decided to leave a little early because the snow was still coming down. I went and stayed at Kerisa's place and it was a blast! We laughed at some more girls making a show in front of some boys, and then falling right on their backs because of the ice. Good times. I went to sleep pretty soon after that because the smoke and the music up at Huka were really intense and gave me the mother of all headaches.
Sunday was going to be an eventful day. Kerisa and I went to church which was lovely. I was supposed to go to two homecomings, which I missed. Then, I was supposed to go to a birthday party for the Fighting Irish and Professor of the Dark Arts. I missed that too. Which was a shame because I heard that it was quite fun. I ended up staying up at my grandparents house that night. Talking to them and watching TV with them was really nice.
So, keep in mind that my phone has been broken since saturday evening. Which is super lame. My sister filed a claim on it so I could get a new one. So, Monday goes by. No phone. Now today is Tuesday. I actually had the day off so I could wait for the phone to show up. Well, it got here, and I was very very excited. I had no reason to be. They sent the wrong battery. So, I can't even use it. I had to file another claim. Now, I have to wait until tomorrow to get (hopefully) the right battery. I can't even get to it until 9 since I work all day. Dang it. Gosh.
Having to not have a phone for 5 days is really REALLY getting to me. I can't call anyone if I need to find something out. I can't text anyone when I'm in an awkward moment. And (in my neurotic case) I can't even call anyone if I get into an accident!
I was really fired up about this earlier in the day, but was relaxed a couple of hours later. But, my mother dearest has made that mood flare right on up again. Yes, parents are supposed to piss you off. Above that though, parents are supposed to support you. Make you feel good about yourself. Not tell you that you sound crazy. No. That is was friends are for. Man, my heart hurts. I just wanted ONE person to say that I am justified to be really annoyed that someone was an idiot when they packed that package with the wrong product. And I got it from a completely random source. Matt. I just need to hear, " Yeah! They probably were smoking crack! How the heck did they mess that up!?" I wanted that from my family. I guess I sort of did get it. Matt is my brother in law. Twinner eventually got on the bandwagon. So that was nice.
I promise, this is not just about the phone and stuff. But, I feel like any time I get passionate about something, I get shot down with a shake of the head and rolling of the eyes. I can't handle it anymore. I just need someone to support me like a good bra. I know I get angry, and overly so, but I calm down pretty quickly if you just tell me that I'm right to be angry. At this point, I now don't feel special at all. I have absolutely nothing to offer. Except some laughter here and there. I can at least offer that.
Siiiiiigh. This took a depressing down turn, didn't it? On a happy note, New Girl will be on in less than 10 minutes. So, I'm going to switch shows and do what couch potatoes do, and fuse my rear end to the couch. Once again, I love my friends that read this. I love being able to write for someone! One of these days, I'm going to be a famous author, with dozens of best sellers, and I will not forget to thank all of you guys that stuck with me for the last 8 months. Your encouragement is what keeps me writing, and I can't wait until I can write for the world!

Naive. Disclaimer: Parental Supervision Advised

"Such an ugly word for something so beautiful." These words are totally on my mind tonight. Along with the word in the title. Naivety. This is a word I would have used years and years ago to describe myself. I never would have used that word now days. At least not for myself. That word is reserved for children and really idiotic high school students. (I was once an idiotic high school student. And ironically enough this has something to do with it..I'll get there.) This particular blog entry seems to need a little back ground story to it. So I'll give you a brief one.
When I was 16 or 17, I was working at the fabulous Red Robin (yuuuum!) as a hospitality crew member. Gotta love it. At the time, a social website called Tagged was very very popular. Or maybe it was Myspace? Either way! Both of them were very popular at some point so it doesn't really matter. Anyways, a boy started chatting with me and we had been talking for quite a while maybe 8 months. We'd never met or anything. However, there was a 2 month period where we didn't speak at all. And one day, I actually got a text from him. Mind you, my phone was so old school, it didn't say if it was a picture message or a text. Well, it was a photo. An obscene photo of something... and I am scarred for life because of this. I was actually at work when I received this photo. I literally screamed and closed the photo. I shook my head because I assumed that was a joke. I mean, I've seen 10 Things I Hate About You. I know the trick. Turns out I asked another person if that was REALLY what I was looking at. They screamed and said YES!!!
I'll tell you what I did. I sent a text to that boy and said," What the H*LL was that?!" He told me he thought I would like it. I told him there was NO way I wanted to see that ever! I told him it was disgusting, and that he was no longer allowed to text me. It ended there.
Now, I know this is getting a little...well..taboo, but I kind of need to get this out. Anybody that has seen the awful set up of a man knows that there is nothing remotely attractive about it. I don't even CARE what you say. It is DISGUSTING. My aversion to it may have something to do with the whole photo-bomb, but honestly, I doubt it. It's not pretty.
Well, since then I have unfortunately still had them pop up in places that they really shouldn't. I'm not desensitized to this, but I have become a little less sensitive. Or at least I thought I had until tonight. There was someone in my past from my Red Robin (yuuuum!) days that I liked a LOT. This person was my abrupt change from my usual R.M. type. Straight laced. Clean cut. This boy was the complete opposite. I can't keep calling him "this person". He needs a nick-name. I'm going to call him Sailor because of one of his tattoos. So, Sailor was exactly like the title. Smoker, drinks like one, talks like one, and was in a band. (Not that sailors are in bands all of the time. Unless it's the Little Mermaid. Then they're opera singers.)
Sailor was very VERY sweet to me. This was the middle of my rebel phase, not to be confused with my emo phase. He knew that I liked him a lot. I was never secretive about it. Oh! Flashback! He had this little ponytail that I thought was adorable. (He wore it up for work.) But when he cut his hair, mmm mmm good.
It's been years since we have really talked. We kind of drifted apart when he told me he wouldn't go out with me because I was too innocent and he didn't want to ruin that. He said it was sweet and what not. I respected that decision and moved on. Though technically at the time I was waiting for a missionary. (THAT FREAKING BUM.)
Tonight he decided to come waltzing back into my life. I was okay with that. Mr. Intriguing has been distance and all of that jazz. (G-Money, I know you're shaking your head right now so knock it off!) Basically it comes down to the fact that I am bored and Sailor is exciting. He was everything that I knew I shouldn't want but did anyways. We were talking and I had mentioned how I hate getting those surprise pictures. Well, there go my corneas. I got one of those surprise pictures. Oh my gosh. I just.. my brain absolutely went. Went where?? WHO FREAKING KNOWS. Just absolutely left me. I had no words. I deleted every thread of conversation that I had in my phone because in order to just delete one thread, I have to go into that conversation. I was NOT about to go looking at that again. So now, I've lost a few important numbers and what not because I'm trying to save my semi-virgin eyes. Needless to say, things got awkward and the conversation ended abruptly.
How does naivety come into play? Let me just say I haven't technically considered myself a "goody two shoes" for a while. I felt like I knew enough and had heard enough, seen enough to discard that title. No. I'm not. I assumed if you mention to a man, a sailor or not, that when you say you don't like something, that they listen to you and respect you. That was issue number one. Issue number two was thinking that switching to an old track of life, that didn't work in the first place would be a good idea. There are reasons that things go they way they do. I suppose some part of me thinks that I missed a shot back in the day with someone important. However, I think the person I'm thinking of walked away from me. And there is absolutely NOTHING I can to to bring this person back. I guess I don't listen to me when I tell myself to face the music and just let it go. Maybe I need a slap in the face for that to actually sink in. My last mistake was thinking I had nothing else to learn. Life doesn't just throw all of it's lessons at you at one time. This all happens and a gradual pace and when you're actually ready to learn that lesson.After tonight, I've learned I am nowhere near educated enough to remove the 'naive' title from my name. I mean honestly, how much can you actually know about life and love when you're working all the time, hardly dating (unless you're going out with Creeper), and you've never been kissed?? Answer? Nothing.
So, over the course of the rest of this year, and the next I'll be challenging myself to step out of my box. Out of my comfort zone and into places that force me to branch ant and become educated in life's lessons. This is a very nerve-wracking choice, but I'm hoping it will be one for the record books. At least my record books.
Well! That is all for an evening of spending time in my blogesphere. Once again! I love to just thank my friends who read this faithfully (G-Money especially for begging me to write more! It give me purpose!) and to the couple members of my family who read this when they've already heard the story! Bless you all! And bless me that I don't get photo-bombed again for many MANY years to come! Love you all!

The Worlds Tiniest Violin, Playing the Worlds Saddest Song

Woah! It's been a while! Well, it usually has been a while. I know, I know. It's very obvious that it's been a long time. Let me just state the obvious. Anyways. I've been working my not so little tush off for weeks now. I just can't believe how much I sleep and how much I work. It is quite disgusting. My life is so belittled. I swear. There is no meaning to it anymore. Nothing good comes out of it besides work ethic, which I already have. That, and my sweet pricing team. Wait. Did i say sweet?? I meant devious and hilarious team. They are the only thing I have to look forward to now. It's little, but it's something.
Now switching gears. Sort of. You know how everyone seems to have such exciting lives and yours is just blah?? Well, if you have that feeling, you're probably right. That seems harsh, but I have that feeling and I KNOW that this is true. When you're living vicariously through others, you know you're in trouble. We should be so excited to lead our own lives, but somehow, we lose that joy. We should be able to make our own fun, but there is only so much fun you can make when all of your friends work or have school and you have sentenced yourself to the lonely life of work. But, you need money to live, and for money you need work. Unless you get a massive inheritance. I wish that was the case.
I don't know if this is just me, but there are certain friends I have (I use that term loosely) that when good things happen for them, though I'm very happy for them, it breaks my heart a little bit. Only because I wish there was something good happening for me. I feel very grateful that I have the few good friends that I do. Also for my family. I am lucky on that front. As am I more fortunate than some others as far as my living situation. But for my personal life, I really REALLY wish that things were progressing. Since I lost all of my social graces and skills amidst all of the moving, I really don't know how to do... well, ANYTHING anymore. Now, all my life consists of is all of my shows, books, work, and sleep. Those are good things mostly. Although, I wish I could add concerts, or boyfriends into that sentence.
Before you judge me for all of my shows, I wasn't ever into television much until I moved to Spanish Fork. Or maybe a few years after that. Now, that is one of the things I have to look forward to. I get to once again, live though lives of other people. Even if they are fictional.
I have more that I would like to say concerning people at both of my jobs, the elections (bless us), and a few other things, but you know?? My mind is elsewhere. I'm slightly distracted this evening. As always, thanks for reading (if you even got through the first paragraph.) and I am very grateful to you for making this rating worth anything. Have a lovely evening and pray it doesn't snow tomorrow!!

Boyfriends. Best Friends. Overstated Titles That We All Can't Live Without

Oh how time flies when you're wasting your time. Wasting? What do I mean by this? Ironically, it's another W word. Work. I know, I know. We all get paid to go and bust our butts for barely over minimum wage for 9 hours a day, and a thirty minute lunch that we have to pay for. ( Unless they decide to donate out of date or almost out of date food.. Or it's Thirsty Thursday. Which means there is only beverages, but that's one less thing to buy.) One day, we'll give up work and go back to a bartering system where all is fair and just. Sigh. Only in Utopia. Anyways, now you know why I'm so delayed with my communications.
As you can see by my title, I've been mulling over the titles that we give people in order to establish a certain type of relationship. We have our "besties" to whom we tell our darkest, deepest secrets. Like where we buried the body of our ex. Or who we call when we have a broken heart, a new joke, or had one of the best days of our life. Someone to scream and metaphorically jump around with. In any case. These titles, these words seem to make our life infinitely better, or crush it in an instant. How is this possible? How can the fact that we don't have a boyfriend, or lost our best friend have such a huge impact on our lives?? Maybe this is something that we inadvertently learn in grade school, or maybe it's before that, what with sibling rivalry. In any case, I've been really struggling with this.
I had a best best best friend. I think that growing up with a best friend got me attached to that idea of having one. Sure, you can still confide in people. But there is something about the bond that comes with the title of life long friends. I am not sure what it is, but you get a bond that is almost like sisters. Sometimes, even when you have a sister but your bond isn't that tight, then you worry about telling them things because it might just get back to your parents. You can't have that. When you get older though, things either get better or worse. You either stay friends as you move through your college life, heading in to married life and so on or you don't. I think that is the true test of friendship right there.
My best friend and I have bridged a gap. Granted, I put the gap there in the first place. I have this problem. Confession time! I get jealous. But it's only about one specific thing and that is when my friends have a serious boyfriend. See?? There is that title again. I usually don't care as long as I'm out dating people, but when I'm at home most of the time or at work and don't get asked out, or don't have time to go out, I get so frustrated because I depend on my friends to find entertainment. Only because when they have a boyfriend, that is all they want to talk about and all they can focus on. It gets very frustrating. In any case, when my friend got married, she couldn't do anything without her husband. Honestly, she still can't. If you've ever seen that episode of How I Met Your Mother when they talk about being "we" people, then you see her relationship. It still tap dances on my nerves, but as long as we're just talking on the phone, we can have a conversation with just us. Though I was just informed this week that he is privy to all of our conversations. Humph.
In any case. To shorten this little rant, I just wanted to say that I miss having a best friend. Most of the time, I can be the best friend you've ever had. I will buy you lunch or answer my phone in the middle of the night if you need someone to talk to. But, I don't have friends like that.. I have an awesome sister who I love and she would do almost anything for me. I also have a fabulous cousin! Though, she has a child and I cannot justify calling her in the middle of the night. Though I will shoot her a text! ( Love you guurrrl!) In any case, I have some great friends to hang out with, but I feel like I'm lacking that emotional connection. Must be a trust issue or something.
Nextly, we have the title of boyfriend. This one is a big one for me. All of my friends and family know that I have yet to smooch someone. I'm so picky about this because I want it to mean something. So whenever I go out, my guard is up.. Like all the way up to the heavens. Well, I'm going to drop a bombshell. I met Mr. Intriguing. And I let my guard down completely. That is a huge step for me. I'm absolutely NOT going into details here. But, there is a reason I've tried to avoid this sort of contact because I know how other people handle it. It's something that you almost crave. Something you want more and more once you've had it once. Most people get this out of their system earlier in life than me. Waiting this long, I have had a lot of time to think about it, hear people talk about. See it in movies. All of that stuff. So, when I took the small, though decisive step that I did, it was probably not well thought out.
Any guy I actually like and want to have the more physical relationship with moves on very very quickly. Mr. I. has two jobs and is going to school. So it is understandable that he is very busy. Though, in my opinion, if you really like someone, you're going to figure out a way to say hello or have some sort of contact. I guess I hear from him once a day. Around midnight. Needless to say, the flirting stopped. The cute little texts. All of that is on hold. I am absolutely sure I didn't misread that evening. School started the next day, so it is very very possible he is just too busy. But you know us girls. We over-think everything and turn nothing into something. So after this little freeze-out experience, I just want to go back to my not dating thing. I have a big heart, and I tend to give everything I have to everyone I know. But, I can't do it anymore until it's returned. Either with friends or significant others. Gah.
Anyways. I think that is all of the pearls of negativity that I have in me tonight. I love you, my blog family!! I hope you're enjoying your week! TGIF (Tomorrow..)

Making Deals with Death and Running For Dear Life

Hello my interweb family! Oh my goodness gracious me. I have been meaning to write for days and days. But, I'm not going to lie, I've had more pressing matters. Though, I do have a story or two for you, I also have some serious business to attend to first. I'm sure you noticed the title to this blog. Let me start off by saying that I hate Death. Unless he shows up in a movie where love conquers all. Or Harry Potter. But, when death shows up in real life, I can't tell you how much I hate this. I am not good at dealing with Death. I haven't been able to have a conversation with him to tell him to stay away from me. Nor has he told me how I should deal with him. He just shows up unexpectedly and steals someone away from me. This is not okay.
Recently, I lost a friend.. His other friends lost their best friend or maybe a girl lost her boyfriend. His family lost a brother, a cousin, and most importantly, a son. I am not going to pretend that he and I were extremely close or anything like this. That would be a total lie. However, we did go to school together. We shared a class, and he and my sister shared a class. I would always visit her at the beginning of said class because I would be heading home for the day. Now, this boy loved to push people's buttons. And he was VERY good at it. He was rarely annoying about it, mostly it was just endearing. But only mostly! There were a few times that I myself wanted to put him in his place. Let me explain.
Anyone who knows me well enough, knows that my romantic history extends to hand holding because I am a very picky girl. I know what I want and I won't waste my time on someone who can't give me what I know I need. My sister happened to point out to this young man that I sort of have a personal space issue because it is so weird having someone in kissing distance of my face. For me, this is just awkward. Mostly it's because I'm horrified that someone is going to plant one on me and that I will be bad at it. So, now that he knew this vital information, he intended to use it against me.. So any time he saw me, he would get about 3 inches from my face and say,"Hey Sidney. How's it going?" I would say, "Go away, Brian." We would continue to bicker from there. Oh high school. Such... semi-fond memories.
Now you see what I mean about pushing buttons. I'm also pretty sure our English teacher had a button that he pushed that made her say, "BRIAN! STOP!" All the while, she would be laughing at his inappropriate comment or rude noise. In closing about him, I just want to say that despite our disagreements and arguments, he was a really great guy. And when he decided to go on a mission, my respect for him increased. So with that I know that he is in a better place.
Now, it's actually been a work in progress for this particular entry. I've been working on it for 3 weeks, just not quite sure how to get any of the words out. So! The other story I was going to tell you? I don't remember them. Instead, I'll focus on recent stories that are sure to make you smile after such a dreary topic.
Firstly, I want to tell you about the running. I have NEVER been a runner. I was a dancer for quite a few years, but running was never something I cared about. Now? I wouldn't say I love running, but I want to love it, and I'm going to try soooo hard to love it. To develop a passion for it. Not just an OCD relationship to where I want to beat my own times, but a passion where I love to do it. Anyways, I've been running for about a month and a half now. The first three weeks I was doing really really well. I couldn't believe it. I was doing 4 miles in 43 minutes. Then I gave myself Rectus Femoris Tendon Inflammation. (Or thigh splints.)
So, I had to give running a two week break. I was soooo livid. But, I rode the bike to keep up my heart rate and still be able to get a work out. Just low impact. So, when I started running again, it's been like starting from scratch. So in starting from scratch, I have been using my dad's Vibrum Five Fingers. They are the barefoot running shoes. Obviously, you're not barefoot, but to get more info, just Google it. It's too much to write on here! So, I've been training with the shoes because of the benefits.
In the process, two days in my legs were so sore, I was walking like a duck. With my butt poking out and my knees bent and spread. Walking down the stairs backwards because it hurt less. So, I had to take two days break. Once I could walk again, I started up. After about 4 more days of running, my left foot developed a massive case of the blisters. Oh my goodness. They didn't hurt that bad except for one right under my big toe. So, take 3 more days off while they heal. Unfortunately, I had a commitment to run in a 5K with a couple of the greatest girls from work! So, I had one day after I started running again to get used to my toe shoes again. I'd been taping my toes and the balls of my feet to protect them, so I figured that would suffice for the run.
I was wrong.
For two reason, I was not even close to ready for this run! Physically or mentally. We'd been at work for ages and I was exhausted and all I could think about was going home and going to bed. Not to mention the big cup of Lemonade that I downed, and the 3 burritos. Oh for shame. But, I was going to try for the free shirt! Kat-Kat is a serious runner! She'll deny it, but she looked fierce. G-money had a sore back and didn't think she would be able to run. This was just a lie. By the time we started going, I'd run maybe half a mile before I had to give up and start walking. Kat-Kat was so far ahead. G-money was taking a slow pace because she is just the chief of all chiefs. No warrior left behind and all that. She could've finished that race 10 minutes or more ahead of me, but that sweet thang stayed at my pace! Bless her heart! We finished at 42 minutes I think. (G-money? Is that right??) Shameful. But! Considering the last month of my running habits, it was decent. Kat-Kat and her husband were cheering us on at the finish line. And G-money was giving me a celebration by the end of it! Sooo embarrassing!! Why?! Because I don't want to be looked at like an invalid! I just wanted to do it, and I did! So next time, I'm going to kick my old time's butt! And hopefully G-money doesn't get faster because I will not be able to keep up if she gets to her old time which is like a 6 minute mile. I might be able to keep up with Kat Kat though.
Anyways! I ran in my little toe shoes and my tape did NOTHING. Now I have a blister inside of my blister. It is lovely and very very painful!! Battle wounds my friends. But! We all finished the race, and got our shirts! And! I have my first legit number! Yes!!!
So lastly, I want to give a shout out to my home girl T-bone and her sister, who I don't actually have a nick name for. But! They left back to Arizona!! It has been so depressing without them here. It's so quiet on our team. But! My memory of T-bone until I see her again, is of her jumping off one of the big red balls in front of Target, with her cape flying behind her! In my mind, she flew away! Her feet didn't even touch the ground! Lovely!
Next time! I'll tell you guys about the Olympics! But not the ones you're familiar with!! Love you guys!! Thanks for reading, as always!

Put Your Hands Together for the Orem Pricing Team!!

Ahhhh helloooo my lovelies! How I've missed you in my absence! But! This is what happens when you actually have a life and you don't just live on your computer. When you work! When you have friends! (Mine are limited, but at least I have ones that are REAL genuine people! Not just numbers on my facebook page.)
Speaking of my friends! Oh my goodness, do I have a story for you! If you noticed the title of this blog, this is a shout out to my pricing girls! (HELLO LADIES!!) Oh my goodness. I love them, though sometimes I want to beat them! Why, you ask?? Let me just tell you.
This week on Thursday, I was minding my own business pricing shoes and making conversation with T-bone. (Girl, I think we need to give you a new nick-name. Actually, you ALL need new nick-names.) Anyways! Little did I know, that T-bone was being sooo sneaky! Every time she was walking past me, she was putting clearance stickers all over my back! How I didn't manage to feel her putting 15+ stickers on my person, I have NO idea. Not only was she sticking them on, G-money was handing her stickers to put on me! Kat Kat and Dee-stroyer didn't say a THING to me! So I was going about my business for probably 30 minutes with exceedingly low prices all over my shoulders and below!!
I even caught them laughing at something, but didn't know what! I even asked! Their reply was," Oh just nothing." I should have known! I am face palming myself as we speak.. Or as I type. It wasn't until I was in the restroom washing my hands, that a GUEST stopped me and said," Excuse me. Did you know that you have stickers all over your back??" All I could do was look at the ceiling and say," Yes. That is my team." She was like," Oh! Okay! Just as long as you knew!" T&G were both with me in the restroom and had walked out just a minute before I did. So, when I walked out of the bathroom, I looked at them and yelled across the store," I AM GOING TO KILL YOU BOTH!" T-bone just started laughing and running away. G-money just laughed and pointed at here and said," She did it!!" Oh my goodness. These girls. What am I going to do about them??
All I have left to say about that is that it was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO (with a million other o's on that) embarrassing!!! I am not kidding! I wanted to curl up under a clothing rack and just die. I talked to about 3 people on my way up to the break room, who all laughed according to everyone else on the team! Not one of them told me! One of them said that she thought I knew. So, I'm giving her a break. But!! Other than that, all of you who knew are held accountable!! Not to mention did nobody tell me, people all over the store found out and were laughing at me about it for the rest of the day!! Ohhhh kill me in my face. It was bright red. Anyways. Now you know my embarrassing moment for the week.
Also, I'm having boy issues this week. Remember Mr. Intriguing? Well, I am no longer intrigued, I am livid. This boy has asked me to hang out with him three times. Since I met him online (I know, I know) it was sort of a big thing for me to say yes. But, I did. All three times, he flaked. Didn't even have the decency to text me or anything to tell me that it wasn't going to happen. Well, we actually picked a day, during the day (which is new for him since he usually just texts me at like 11:30 pm and tells me to come over, to which I say no, of course) and made plans and a time to meet. So, I texted him that morning when I was on my way to work to ask if we were still on. Guess what happened?? He never texted me back. At least, not until that night. Which he sent me a symbol that looked Arabic or something. All I said was "Yeah, I don't speak that language." What I should have said was, "That better mean something REALLY sweet because I'm pissed."
I haven't heard from him since.
Also, there is a new one that I haven't come up with a name for. I'm going to call him Mr. Off Limits. I'm not going to say why or anything else. If you're curious, you can ask me directly. But, this guy and I have hung out a few times. I really liked him. A lot, actually. Either I freaked him out by telling him I liked him, or I wasn't blunt enough. I haven't heard from him in weeks. Though, I sent him a text this week to which I received one reply, than nothing else. He always says I'm not honest with him. The only thing I was very hesitant on telling him was the type of books I read. Which is fantasy or fiction depending on my mood. The reason I didn't want to say anything is because a LOT of people laugh. I don't like being teased very much. He says he is not judgemental, which is true to a point. But obviously he is. Otherwise he wouldn't give a crap that I didn't want to tell him. He wouldn't hold it against me now saying that I'm not honest with him. Which is crap because he is not honest with me. I told him to tell me if he is ever mad at me. He hasn't. And I know he is mad at me. Why? Because he would have texted me back. He also seems to think I expect too much of him. Like I expect him to read my mind. I'm pretty sure all I expect of him is to be a friend. Text me back when he has a chance. Say hello to me. Basic stuff. You would think I would have asked him to stop smoking and be baptized and marry me right away. Whatever though. Boys are stupid and this is why I stopped dating in the first place. Even nice guys are jerks.
Anyways! I think that is all the ranting I have in me for today! Though! I want to give a quick shout out to the girls who consistently read my whiny blog! Roxanna! You are fantastic and I love you!!! G-money! This is for you because you literally asked for it! I love you also! My super fantastic diva cousin, Whit!! I love you!! T-bone!! I will get you! And, I love you too! These ladies always read and give me feedback and I really REALLY appreciate it! Love you all! Of course! I love everyone else that reads and hope you continue to do so!! Thank you, and have a great evening!!

Dumb As Rocks and Internet Dating

Oh the HORRORS of this week! You guys can hardly imagine things I've said, and things that have happened just in the last few days. I am an AWFUL human being. Though, I still stick by what I've said and done because I do have a back bone! I'm sure you're curious as to what I'm talking about. Don't worry. I'll share my stories with you. You are partially my family after all.
Let me start with my creeper "date" I went on this week. I'm going to explain why I did this first though! No judgments! Please! This will NEVER happen again because I was absolutely HORRIFIED at what happened. Yes. I'm using my caps lock button a lot today. It's just because I have so much passion about how horribly awful that evening was!
It starts with internet dating. Oh gosh. Even thinking about it, I'm just cringing. Do I recommend it? No way! I will tell nobody no matter how desperate you are to do online dating! Me? I wasn't desperate. It was out of boredom. This is what I decided to do when I was house sitting a couple of weeks ago. The ONLY reason is because I was spending so much time alone that I needed some contact with people, even if it was via inter-web! So! I joined this site and talked to a few people over the weeks. I didn't give out my number to anyone except the ONLY CRAZY ON THAT SITE! Okay, he's not the only crazy, but he's the only one I was talking to.
Well, he called me on Monday evening because he was closer to my location. (He lives in SLC btw). Well, he called and asked if I would like to hang out. He didn't sound crazy at all. He was communicating clearly and all of that jazz. So, I said yes. I texted him my address (I KNOW! I KNOW!) And he came right on over. Thank GOODNESS it was 9 o'clock at night because that is much easier to cut the evening short. Why would I want to cut the evening short right when he walked into my home? Let's start with the fact that this boy wasn't wearing any freaking shoes! With his nasty dirty feet. Ewwww. And! He smelled so AWFUL. Like B.O. Onion-y B.O. GAHHHH. I just wanted him out of my house right then. So, I grabbed my keys and we went out for frozen yogurt. When we walked into the yogurt shop, guess what he didn't have on? SHOES. Golly. But, that isn't it.
While we were riding in the car, he kept looking at me in this weird unsettling way. Like he was trying to make eye contact with me while I was driving. It was very very intrusive. Of course, I didn't want to make eye contact at all because I was worried he would see the utter revulsion in my eyes because believe me, it was there. Well, we get back to my house and I look at my mom when I walk in the door and mouthed "help" as discretely as I could. She looked at me like "How!?" I shook my head.
This person and I walk downstairs. I had started watching Rent before he called, and I decided that I wanted to watch that. All the while, I'm plotting on how I can get this guy to leave my house in the shortest amount of time. I keep faking things like I have to pee or I need a drink so that I can just get away from him. Oh! BTW. He put his nasty black-soled feet right on my coffee table! Oh! And! He kept poking me! While I was driving, while we were sitting down.
I HATE being poked. SOOOOO much. Why? It's because when people start poking you, it's like being tickled. You tell them to stop, and they just don't! I'm getting mad just thinking about this. ANYWAYS. He kept poking me in the side, in the head, on my foot, while we're watching this movie. I looked at him three different time and said, "WHAT are you doing?! Why?? Knock it off! I hate that!" He just kept saying," I didn't do it very much." I told him "You've been doing it all night. Leave me alone." He didn't. Freaking creep. So, after a few trips upstairs, begging my mom to fake an emergency or SOMETHING so I could get him to leave, I got an idea. Just a little white lie to control when he left me alone. I just told him that I had to work at 6 a.m. the next morning. I didn't have to work at all until 6 p.m. But! Who cares! It worked!
At 10:30 p.m. I walked him outside, gave this stinky boy an awkward side hug and said,"Drive safe. Don't crash." Then walked right inside. If that is not a hint, then I don't know what is.
To finish my evening, I got two texts from him "Did you have fun tonight, cuttie?" Just like that. The answer is NO. I didn't have fun! I was scared for my life most of the time! The crazy thing is, Gentry, my cute little sister only passed this boy (who I refer to as the Creeper) once. When she did, she went right up to my mom and said,"I don't get good feelings about that boy." Then proceeded to tell me that when he looked at me, he looked like he was going to kill me. Cue chills. Blalllah. Oh! One more creepy thing that kept happening. He would look at me (though I wouldn't look at him) and when I'd say "what", he would just say "hi." GAOIEAOIERIG! I had to freak out a little. Sorry. I have refused to text this person back because I don't know how to say "leave me alone" in a nice way.
On to the next event!! This is my embarrassing moment. Golly. I can't believe I'm going to post this where everyone can see it, but I'm not going to deny that I said it because I will stand by what I said! Basically, I was at work at Arby's. I hate when we hire new people because little do people know, fast food is hard. You have to be quick, smart, and be able to do things by yourself. Not just wait for instructions on what to do. And that is all new kids do: stand around and wait to be told what to do.
Well, we have this new hire. He is REALLY slow. No just at the jobs he's doing, but actually learning what to do. For example. I asked him to pull all of the tables out and sweep under them with the little push sweeper. You all know what this is, yes? A vacuum without a cord. Every church, school, or company has had or does have one of these! He pulled out a table and then said,"No what?" "Sweep under it" I said. "How?" Mind you, he has the sweeper IN HIS HAND. I make the motion of vacuuming and say" Like that." Good grief.
Anyways, all new kids start out dumb as rocks. Some either grow out of it, or they stay a rock. So, I tell a girl who works there,"This new kid is dumb as rocks." She couldn't hear me so I had to repeat it like 4 times before she got it. Then she says,"Uh, that's my brother." Insert face palm. Let's dig my hole deeper, shall we? I replied,"Really? Well, he's dumb as rocks." GOOD FREAKING GRIEF. What was I thinking?!  Who says that right to someones face!? Well, I do. I figured it was better than trying to back peddle. So, now I just have to deal with the results. Which is extreme awkwardness! Ughhh. Oh well. I'll deal with it. Hopefully this boy will prove me wrong and turn into a whip. But, if I'm right, he'll still be a rock. Oh. Let's top this off with the fact that his mother works there too. She is a manager. I am awesome, huh?
Anyways. I though you guys would like to hear about my week since I know you care oh so much! In any case! Thank you as always for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it!! Love you!!

Tantrums, Face-plants, and Vampires OH MY!

It has been way too long since my last post! Oh, I have been dreaming of posting something new for a very long time! I've had ample opportunity, but a few things have been dominating my attentions. Don't worry! I'll share with you what they are! Some are sad, some are hysterical (you will judge me), and some are just exhausting. So! I'll start where anyone should! The beginning!
Anyone who knows me, knows I love my family. I disagree with them at times, but they mean the world to me! I wouldn't ask for a different one. Well, sometimes I would ask for an exchange or refund. But, most of the time I wouldn't! One of the occasions I would have asked for a refund and refused my service ever again was a couple of weeks ago. The walls at my house are very VERY thin. You can whisper something and the person in the room next to you can hear it. Well, my brother had gone to Virginia for 2 months which I couldn't have been happier about. He came home early. That was devastating. He has a temper. He has an ego. So you can see why this is a problem.
One day, he decided to turn his music up very very loudly. It's not a type of music that people want to listen to all the time. Unless you're him of course. I had already been to work that day (it was my 6 a.m. shift so I was home by 11). And I've been sick off and on for the last couple of months. So, when I came home, all I wanted to do was sleep. I was doing absolutely fine with that plan until my sister came down the stairs screaming and yelling, pounding on something! Then she yelled to me,"SIDNEY! DO YOU HEAR THAT?!" I said, "I'm trying to sleeeeeep!" But, when my sister is upset, I have to help. She told me how she had sent a text to my brother asking him to turn down his music. He put the speakers over the air vent (which is right over her room) and turned it up louder. So she went up and told him to turn it off. He wouldn't.
Let me tell you: tired and vengeful are not a good combination. I was shaking when I went upstairs to tell him to turn it down. It's such a simple request! I did NOT understand why he had to be such a jerk about it! He wouldn't listen to me either. So I went to the power box and turned the power to his room off. He got smart and went into my parents room and turned it up again. So I got smart and turned theirs off too. He got pissed this time. He stormed down the stairs. I had myself braced at the bottom arms in front of my chest, ready to block him from coming down anymore. He was having none of that. He shoved me hard against the wall and almost knocked down one of the blessing dresses of mine and my sisters from off the wall. (Not an easy fix).
I stepped in front of him again and he pushed me hard again. So, we all ran to the power box and my sister and I tried to hold it closed while he pushed her and he elbowed me. All the while, we're screaming at him to just keep his music down! That he's not the only person living in this house! How he should be considerate of everyone else living there. Well, after he'd pushed me over and over, he turned and grabbed my arms really hard and started yelling in my face," YOU'RE SO LAZY! GET UP AND DO SOMETHING! GO EXERCISE!" He pushed me again. My sister and I gave up and he turned it back on then went upstairs. We were both fuming! So, we continued our discussion about our brother who was telling us WE were lazy when he himself had no job, and had spent the last 3 days playing Mario on the Wii. He came back downstairs and we said for him to just go upstairs and how we didn't even want to see him. Being the ass that he is, he said," Well you guys should just get out of bed! It's 1 in the afternoon!" I told him, "I already went to work today! I'm tired! I want a nap! I don't want to see you! You pushed me! You're NOT supposed to do that to your sister!!" His reply was this: "That's what you do when someones in your way Sid. You push them. Especially when it's a fat ass like you."
I have NEVER screamed that loud in my life. I punched him in the arm twice and chased him up the stairs, yelling that he's worthless and crap the entire time. Then I started crying. I hate crying. It's noisy and I do not look cute crying!
Anyways, after that I wanted nothing more than to leave.  I was going to be house sitting that weekend so I just needed to leave until then. I looked at hotel rooms and decided I couldn't afford to pay for one, even for a few days. Luckily, the person I was house sitting for read her itinerary wrong and I got to come up a day early!
Those 10 days were the most blissful days. I was by myself. I got to sleep! Nobody was yelling at me or telling me to do something. Of course, the most exciting thing was I got to be away from my brother. With that, we'll go to reason-I-haven't-blogged number 2!
Like I said! I was by myself for 10 days! That wasn't something I minded. But, by the 4th day, I was getting bored of everything I was doing. So! I signed up for one of the most awful sites ever.  Plenty of Fish. It's a dating website if the name isn't clear enough. But! based on my brothers comments and being alone, I figured, eh, stupid guys telling me I'm hot? I could deal with the confidence boost.
Let me tell you. Online dating isn't something that I support. There are too many people who lie, and too many people pretending that they're one thing only to turn out and be other completely different person. Still! Bored! Besides, you can only watch Vampire Diaries so many times before you have to do something else WHILE watching it! I love that show. You all know that. Anyways, so this website has been my entertainment for the last few weeks. You can meet some decent people though it's nothing something to base a relationship off of.  Though, that's how my sister and her fiance met so whatever.
The other reason I haven't blogged is because I'm now doing two jobs again. I honestly don't remember if I mentioned that in my last blog. But! I am! I'm working at Target still, and also at the oh so glamorous Arby's. I must REALLY love wearing red. But! While I was house sitting, I took time off from Arby's because the drive was too far. The sad thing is my paycheck is going to be really REALLY small because I didn't work there again this week. Bad news. Oh well though. I'll make it.
Now, I believe I've told everyone these two stories already, but if I haven't I want to recap! I have a lovely scrape on my foot and a HUGE bruise on my butt from falling! What was the cause of these falls you ask?! Bugs. The one on my foot was caused by a bee! I was running for my life from one and I tripped on a step and fell FLAT on my face! The one on my butt is from falling in the shower because a SPIDER was right next to me! I totally slipped and hit my butt on the knob that turns the water on. Man that one hurt. I thought I was going to throw up! Funny though!
Well! That is all for tonight! But! Don't worry! I'll post sooner this time! I won't wait more than a month for the next one! I'll have to tell you all about the wedding plans for my sister! (Her fiance is joining the Navy so they moved their wedding up to September of this year. BTW SHE WENT DRESS SHOPPING WITHOUT ME!! I cried about that too. Who does that?!?! Goes shopping for their wedding dress without their twin sister?!?!) In any case! There will be more to come! I love you all!!

Luck Be a Lady Tonight!

Oh my goodness! I have much to say to my blog family! First, I'm so sorry I've been neglecting you! It's been busy these last couple weeks. But! It's been well worth the wait, I hope! I have two things on my list that I just can't WAIT to share with you! Why? Because they are so fantastically awesome that I want to share them with the people I care about, who care about me of course! First, I'll share with you what happened yesterday! It was just a fantastic day! I've been able to be part of the pricing team again which is FANTASTIC. I've missed being with my girls! We've all decided that we are not the Avengers {Shout out to my girls!!}. So, we've all picked a character to who we want to be! Fun huh?? I would give you a list, but a couple of the girls are still deciding between a few different heros.. In any case! I was with the pricing team yesterday and so that was just great thing number one to happen! I love that I'm not doing that crappy walking around crap this week. I have to do it next week though and I am not looking forward to it. The hours, yes. The endless, mindless walking? No. Not at all.
Anyways! So I was all jazzed about that! Plus, we finished at 10 am which was awesome because I got to come home and finish my book! And walk both of the dogs! AND take a nap! Plenty of time to go around right?? Well! Cool thing Numero Uno starts two days ago with a conversation I had with this awesome human being named Ramon! {Holla at ya!} We had a conversation about fishing, and a few other conversations as well. It ended up with him being very sneaky with a surprise! He assembled everything I need for starting out with fishing! Let me mention now that I'm not a fish eater. They stink, they're slimy, and they swim in their own poop. They are hardly something that I want near my mouth at all. Catching them however is not even close to eating them! We'll just let them go! Though I'll still have to touch them.. I can deal with that! Anyways! He's the one that has been getting me to do boy things! Can you tell?? In any case, I'm so very excited! I just need to get my fishing license so that I can do this! Hooray! I'll let you guys know what I think of my first fishing experience! As an adult anyways.
Next! You guys all know that I love reading like a fat kid without diabetes loves cake right?? Well, naturally I've joined a few groups that have to do with the books that I love! And I usually don't do anything with them except for reminders of the release dates and a few other random things that they provide.. However, last week I decided to answer a trivia question just for fun. I had no other intention for answering it. I didn't even realize there was a prize for it. I just thought, Oh! How fun! I know the answer! So I answered it. And so did a bunch of other people! And yet, somehow, I was chosen! And this means that I won a free copy of the next book! Holy crap! How exciting! Fishing and pixies all in one week!! Super freaking awesome!!
The last thing I wanted to mention is about my previous post about my journey to being a smaller me! It's been great!! I've managed to lose 8 lbs in two weeks! It's been fantastic!
That's everything for today! I need to sleep! I think I might have mentioned I am doing two jobs again, and I didn't sleep much last night. So before I go to work again for today, I'm going to take a nap! Whoop!
Have a lovely rest of your day, or evening! Whenever you happen to come across this post, really! Love you all!

On the Road to a New {better} Me

It's been a while since I've written! It's not because there hasn't been anything noteworthy, but because I've been so short on time! Imagine that! Any free time I get these days, I tend to sleep away. This is giving me poor self esteem because I am getting LAZY. Ever since I got sick a month ago, I haven't been myself. I've been tired, and my feet have been dragging and man has it been rough. Let me put it this way, these last two weeks are the first two weeks since I've been sick that I haven't had to take a nap right when I got home from work. That is pathetic. Granted, when I was sick, I was still going to work most of the time which in hind-site probably wasn't the best idea. Not to mention I went running one of those days so I wouldn't fall off the horse. Not only did I fall off the horse with a vengeance, but it has taken me so much longer to get over whatever that was. Now though, I'm going to change that! AND I'm going to record it! I was thinking about recording this in my blog for all of my supportive friends to see, but usually my weight loss isn't visible in numbers very quickly, just in images. So! I'll be doing a photo diary on my awesome Facebook page! If you happen to want to follow my progress, I would LOVE it! Just reply to this post and I'll tag in the album so you can view it. I don't really want the whole world to see until I've reached my goal! I honestly don't have a specific goal in mind, except for one word- SEXXEH! Hahah just kidding! It's negative 30 pounds! It's going to take some time and support and I hope I'll find it and it will cheer me up! I'll also be keeping a journal so I know exactly what I did that day, how long I worked or worked out for, what I ate, and other such non-sense.
Anyways! I did want to gloss over an adventure I had earlier this week with Ramon yet again! We have excellent adventures that I love!! We went 4 wheeling this time and MAN was it fun! Not going to lie, for the first 10 minutes I was scared I was going to die. We went so fast, and I honestly didn't know if I could trust my arms to hold on! But! They didn't fail me! It was totally enjoyable! We went down a hill that was so steep I thought we would tip forward and flip, but nope! All was well! Then, just to show me what his baby could do, we went back up that hill... and then turned around and when back down! He's trying to kill me. And according to Ben at Target, he's not paying Roman enough or he put his trust in the wrong person! Harsh! My heart broke just a little! Just kidding!
Anyways! Remember that whole tired thing? Yeah, it's happening... So! I'll post more soon and hopefully I'll hear from you soon! I've missed you my followers, and I love you with as much as my heart can hold!

So THIS is How Life is Supposed to Be!

Oh my GOODNESS!! Blog friends! I cannot even tell you how much fun I've had the last few days! Weeks even! Oh glory me! I don't know why I've been letting life slip by me for so many years, when I could've grabbed it by the throat long ago and said, "ENTERTAIN ME!" Instead, I've been buried in my own head just waiting for something to happen. No, no my friends. That is not how you get your kicks and giggles in life. That is how you ride in the back seat as it drives along without your control. Now, I'm sure you're wondering how I've managed to come to this conclusion! Now, I'll tell you!
Most of you know (well, actually all of you) that I am now 21 years of age. Whoop! I'm officially official!  No longer a non-entity who gets ripped off when it comes to insurance. Hello discounts! In any case, my actual birthday was actually pretty uneventful. I slept for most of it actually, and worked for the other portion. Which was actually awesome because I have some awesome girls who seem to love me and who can ask for more?! They surprised me with an Oreo cake which was delicious! I actually didn't even realize it was for me until I saw that it said 'Happy Birthday Sidney' on it! How thick can you get, really? It was almost pathetic that I had no clue! But those girls are so sweet! T-Bone and G-Money got me some Mac and Cheese and A1 steak sauce (because that is one of my favorite things EVER) and a gift card! Oh my gosh! How sweet are they!? They also offered to take me to lunch that day, but really! A girl can only get spoiled so much before she actually can tell she's rotting! But, I did go with them and laughed my head off for most of the time! How I love my gangsta girls! I also went to dinner with my family! Oh how sweet! I love my family!! We enjoyed a lovely dinner and CPK and just had a dandy time! I went to B&N and got a new book so that was awesome too! So that is how you beat the Birthday Blues in case you're wondering!! It's great!!
Now! Onto the main event of this blog! Since we're all friends on Facebook, you've seen what I've been up to this week. Let's start with Wednesday! In fact, that is when this week started to get interesting! I have this awesome friend Matt! (Hello Matt!) Well, he is very much a boy in the fact that he is always getting a new toy, weather it be a car, a bicycle, or this week, motorcycle! The last time he came over to my house with a motorcycle, it took him forever to convince me that it was okay to get on it! It was a great first ride! The bike was slow and well... slow! This time, however, it was fast and FREAKING AWESOME! Though very cold. It was cold the first time though.. in any case, it was a blast and a total rush! He brought it over and said, "So, do you wanna..?" and before he could finish the sentence, I said,"I totally want to ride it!" I've got to tell you, it's sort of crazy riding off on the back of a motorcycle while your parents are watching! It made me feel like a wild child and that was a thrill!
Now Thursday was an equally thrilling day! This time, I went out with the fantastic guy who works with my sister. I'm pretty sure this wasn't a date. This was two friends hanging out for the first time up at West Mountain. Shooting guns! Yes, that is right! I shot a shot gun! If you've even wondered what it's like to shoot a shot gun, just have someone punch your arm right where your shoulder connects near your collar bone. Then repeat. It hurts like a mother, but when you knock a clay pigeon out of the air on your last shot of the day,  it is VERY rewarding! It's also very rewarding when you have a mannequin head that you can name after the back room troll! Yes, she was the first thing I shot. Right in the face. Needless to say, it felt great! Revenge without actually getting revenge! Anyways! We laughed about little jokes, me trying to throw clay pigeons, and him throwing the troll head up and shooting it right out of the air while bits of her hair drifted away in the wind. It was sooo fun! Well! I was pretty mad because he was talking about going fishing though I wasn't actually invited. Long story. We had to cut our day short because I was supposed to have a meeting with the bishop then couldn't get in the church! I waiting for 15 minutes, then gave up. I texted him and told him I was mad that this wasn't happening and we didn't get to hang out more. So he told me he was up at the Spanish Fork Res fishing and that I was more then welcome to come. So I did! And though I didn't cast the line (he did) I caught a fish like 30 seconds later! Sweet! Poor fish swallowed the hook but we did let him go. The strange thing is, I totally shocked myself by staying up there for two hours just watching him and his friend fish. What is this?? I would never sit on a curb for 2 hours ever! And yet, I did. I wonder...? But basically, I was feeling pretty pleased with myself for motorcycles, guns, and fish! This is so out of my box! Who wouldn't be proud?
Anyways! The last thing I wanted to share is that Sirius finally passed safety and emissions! Hoorah! He's still not registered.. so I can't drive him yet, but still! One step closer!
Okay! I've been blogging for forever and One Tree Hill is calling my name! (It's a phase, I hope..) Love you all and may the force be with you!

Birthday Blues

Oh my goodness, it has been far too long since my last post. I have been far, far too busy dealing with backroom trolls and grumpy people, birthday plans, and trying to get Sirius Black on the road. He is being difficult, and so is the bank! They were supposed to call me back yesterday, and I have yet to hear from them!! I just don't understand. It is very important, the things the people who work at backs do, and when someone calls, they should call back. This is all I'm saying. It's very frustrating.
As you notice, this blog post is called Birthday Blues. Yes, this is true. I have the blues that only comes around your birthday. No, I'm not having a midlife crisis or freaking out about my age, but it is more about the past. This is not the direction that anybody should be looking in when their birthday is approaching. At least, not at 21. No sir-ee. But, things have changed so much over the last year. Well, I used  to have friends over for a movie at least. I would bake a VERY misshapen cake, and we would laugh, blow out the candles, and Voila! Happy Birthday! Not to mention I have a very awesome twin and cousin that I get to share this wonderful day with! Back in those days, I would request the day before, of, and after my birthday off just so I could hang out with my friends the entire time. Not this year though. I'm going to work, which isn't awful at all because I get to hang out with my pricing girls, Kat Kat, T-bone, G-Money, Dee-stroyer, and our Fearless Leader. Though I'm not very close to these girls, they've become a few of the most important people. It's nice to look forward to seeing people every day, knowing there are friendly faces and sarcastic comments awaiting you. It's a nice thing to look forward to. But, there were different things to look forward to way back when. Midnight phone calls from friends saying "IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!! Now, was I the first to tell you?!" It's things like this that make me want to go back and do my entire life over again. Choose different friends who stick by my side, or just not put all of my eggs in one basket with one friend, ignoring all of the other really great friends I had and under appreciated. Oh, how stupid the things we do.
I feel like I always have to say this because I get into a funk and feel like I'm discrediting the friends that I have now that I love dearly and would sail the earth for. (Which is impressive because I hate boats.) Times are different. We're older. Some of you are married, others engaged, and the rest dating someone seriously. Our priorities are different now. We worry about car payments, insurance, phone bills, rent. We don't worry about birthdays unless they're our own, or our significant others. Which is very depressing. If only, life were simpler like it was back then. Cakes, ice cream, movies, easy things you know? At this point in time, even celebrating something as exciting as my 21st birthday, I'm not having a party? Why you may ask? Because of the reasons stated above. Throw in that all of my friends have jobs and DING DING DING we have a winner. There a few that I think would make it and I love you for it. So much! Though, since nothing is set in stone, things could still change, right?
I am very frustrated about something at the moment. It will brief, I swear! You know how you grow up learning that 'Sharing is Caring'? I believe in that very much so.  But, there are a few things I cannot share even if my life depended on it. My number one? My books. My books are my life. I have invested too much time and money to loan them out and have them returned destroyed or not returned at all. I'm very selective to who I loan them out to, if at all. The next thing, is my scrapbooking stuff. My paper (which can't actually be borrowed), paint, (which is also not borrowed), paint brushes (which can sometimes be borrowed, depending on the brush). You see my point? These are things that if you 'lend out' you don't get back. You just lose it. Poof. Gone.
Now, I try to share my things. I'm selfish enough about myself, so worldly things shouldn't be part of that equation. But, once you've asked to borrow something from my two important lists, I will usually say no. You can't say no to family, right? Or you're suddenly even more selfish. It doesn't matter how many other things you've said yes to, that one NO is like dynamite. It blows everything else out of the water. So, then you get that feeling like you don't have the choice to say no. This is the same feeling you get at work when someone who is not your boss asks you to do something. No matter how much you want to shove it in their face and say HAHAHAHA no, you can't.. and that is something I loathe! Grr. Okay, venting over.
That I think is it for the evening. Though I do have shout out to a special person whom I adore. Father of my two children who are Lucian Atem Gerber McClain the second and Kezlin Rae Gerber McClain, you are my hero! You are such a strong man and I love you to bits! Let me know if you need a delicious ear and I will find one just for you! Or if you just need a Pokemon buddy (I want to start from the very beginning by the way!) then I am your woman! You are brave! You are strong! You are amazing! Don't you ever forget it okay?!
Goodnight my followers! As always, thank you for lending your eyes!

These Are A Few of My Favorite Things

This was another great day! No, that wasn't sarcasm that you're detecting! Neither was that! Or that! Hey! This is just going to go around in circles if you just accept it was an AWESOME day! Sheesh. It's hard to please you people. As I was saying, today was great! Since my post yesterday was so doom and gloom, I thought I would post one about the things I'm grateful for to sort of counteract that last one, though I still stand by it and believe it to be very true and necessary, unfortunately. But as I said, we're moving past that today to things that make me so happy I would love to explode into a bunch of little tiny pieces, each with so much happiness we could obtain world peace! That is a LOT of little pieces huh? I think so too!
The first thing that put me in a super good mood today was work. Weird huh? Who can be excited by work? Well! I can! Why? Hours! As we all know, hours equal money. Money equals mustang in my case. Plus! My voice is finally almost back to normal. Just a hint of rasp here and there. Plus, as I said before, I love the girls I work with! I swear, even if I'm not part of the conversation, I'm laughing just listening to the other girls. If I could remember half of the stuff that's been said then believe me, it would be posted. But, I can't, so you'll just have to trust me. If you're one of the girls on the pricing team, you know! I love having inside jokes with people. Especially if they're about trolls. Biiiig happy face here.
Thing numero dos that makes me happy is exercise. That might not be completely true since a lot of the time, I hate it. But today, I was thrilled about it! Getting a nice long workout that makes your sore is just reassuring that you're doing at least one thing right! People, I've been sore since Monday, and my job requires me to be on my knees, then back up, and back down. Gosh, my legs feel like fire after only thirty minutes of that! But as I said! It's good to know it's working. Unless you're really hurt yourself, then you should probably go see a doctor. Otherwise, it's just no pain, no gain!
Event C is dinner! Oh, who could ever hate dinner!? I never knew such a person, and if I ever meet them, we shant be friends! Just kidding! The reason dinner is so happy-making to me is because I get to spend time with my family. It's just twice as good if the television can remain off the entire time. Also, it makes me think of good times like when we're on vacation and out eating. If we're friends on Facebook, I have pictures to prove this. In Oahu two years ago, we went to The Cheesecake Factory. Now, when you have a family as large as ours, it's easy to order food. Why? You all decide what sounds good and then decide to share! I have the best picture of everybody holding out their forks to me with a morsel of their dinner for me to try! That is what dinner felt like tonight. Not that we had anything special. My mom and I were craving pizza. My dad, Asian Bowls, my little brother wanted spring rolls, and my little sister just had to pick one of those three.
Usually when people make different dinners at my house, we're all there at different times. So tonight when we were all making different things (the only common thing we had was salad) it felt just like Cheesecake Factory. Each of us saying 'Oh, this is so good! You have to try!' and 'I saved half of this for you! Have a taste!' It's these little things that make me so grateful to have a family, and have the family that I do. I love them all very much and it makes me feel so much closer to them when we spend time together without arguing or anything like that.
The last thing that was just the cherry on top was Meet the Robinsons. I don't care if you hate Pixar or Disney. This is one of the best movies out there! Every times I watch it, I get tears in my eyes and want to hug my family and hike Everest all at once! It's so motivational. Unfortunately, I only got to watch half of it tonight and it's going to bug me until I can finish it! No matter though! We ' Keep Moving Forward' right??
Anyways! Those are just a few things that makes me happy! There are a ton more (including you FABULOUS people who read my witty and sometimes whiny blog!) I appreciate you and your support and hope you have a pleasant evening!

If You're Stressed and You Know It, Raise Your Hand

There is a saying about the calm before the storm. That was yesterday in relation to my emotions anyways. It was one of those days when you feel like you can do so much and anything is possible. Today, however, it seems to all be crashing down at once in such an overwhelming way that I literally had to put on my running shoes, despite the cough/cold, and run. It's amazing what a little prayer and a run in the freezing cold weather will do for you and how you think. Processing information is a basic skill we develop in life, and when you feel like you can't process that information, your brain refuses to think rationally and even attempt to process that information at all. So, that brings primal instincts, fight or flight. Since this is not a situation I can fight myself out of, all that is left is to run. Normally, I am not an advocate of running from your problems. Sometimes, however that is all you can do. Sensory overload isn't the best way to fight yourself out of situation because hello, SENSORY OVERLOAD. All I know is that sometimes it helps.
Now, I'm sure you're wondering what the stress is all about. We're going to just scratch the surface of that. What is usually a stressful thing that people deal with? Money of course. Lately, my hours at work have been cut in half. If you remember, I bought a car about two weeks ago. That really wasn't an issue, except insurance was due two weeks before I bought that car. So all of my savings where depleted to naught. It is very stressful trying to figure out how to pay for things when you have NO MONEY at all. Luckily, I have loving parents who let me live at home. But paying as much as I do for gas, and how little I'm working now, it's going to be really REALLY tough to make ends meet. Honestly, I think that once I've gotten a few paychecks, I'll be a lot less stressed. The only reason this feels so overwhelming is because I've been broke for more than a month. Thank goodness my birthday is coming up soon! I know just what I need!
Next, I'm very frustrated at a few of my friends. Okay. This is a lie. I'm frustrated at one. It started out as one, then it just builds and builds and then you get a whole list of people that you're peeved with. The story? I'll share it. I posted something on Facebook (I swear this will end our world) and a friend of mine (No! You're not one of the people I'm irked with) agreed with what I said. Another person did not. Now, I am all for DEBATE, not childish arguments that people fling petty insults around trying to hurt feelings just to make a point. This, clearly, was not a debate or I would be thrilled. This was a person being hurtful to a good friend of mine in a very unnecessary way. So much so that comments had to be deleted. Thank goodness I was asleep for this, otherwise I may have had a much hotter head.
Here is the thing about Facebook: You pick your friends and who you want around and who you want to share your thoughts and opinions with. Now, if one of my friends posts something on MY page in regards to something I've posted and someone else wants to post something to that friend, be respectful!! You two might not be friends, but I am with both of you and I will NOT stand for you insulting one another. It is childish and pathetic. If I encounter it again, I'll delete the person who threw the first punch and refuse to speak to you. This is a very serious thing. The world is bad enough and I won't watch my friends tear each other apart.
Lastly, I'm very stressed about sharing a car again. The only reason this is, is because I know I will be paying the majority of the gas. Hopefully, I'll be able to have Sirius out on the road by next week. In the mean time, trying to coordinate schedules and split gas evenly is going to be a giant sliver in my butt.
Gah. That is all the ranting I can handle today. I'm sorry this post was so morose but really, it's my blog and I'll post what I want, dang it! Have a pleasant night, folks!

Adventures of the Ill Ridden

Blog followers! It has been almost a week since my last post! Okay. We're still a few days away but still! Since I am on the road to recovery, I've decided what better way to be productive than to say hello to my friends and family! I've missed you all so much! It's been quite a week though.
As I'm sure all of you know, I've been flirting with a cold or a flu for 6 days.  Oh, and what a long 6 days it has been. I was in and out of work, and in between the times I was asleep, I was watching movies while coughing up my lungs and begging the fever to just go away. Today though is the first day I've woken up (even though I had only slept 3 hours last night) ready to just get things done! Just hanging around the house is great when it's a choice. Though, when you're sick and have hardly enough energy to wipe your nose, it's such a pain. Especially when things like laundry or earning money for new cars is weighing on your mind. Though, I have to say, it was so very tricky to not fall asleep during every movie, though I'm pretty sure I did through most of them. ( There are a few I just feel like I want to share with the world, and will do so in a moment) The funniest part of this was the fever dreams. Oh, fevers. You can be so miserable but create so much entertainment. This dream was almost prophetic in a way. I dreamed that I made a salad, but the salad was money. Yes, the salad was supposed to be made that way. Only, I put a few $20 bills in it when I didn't mean to and didn't realize until I was eating it, then thought, 'Oh. I should make sure to pull out the $20 next time'. How strange is that?! The weirdest thing, is the next night, my sisters dog slept in my room. When I woke up, he'd eaten a $20 bill and part of another right out of my wallet. Oh, he got into so much trouble.
Anyways! I watched a TON of movies in the last week. Let me see if I can think of the titles of all of them.
Never Been Kissed, North & South, Wuthering Heights, My Fake Fiance, every episode of Melissa and Joey, Forks Over Knives, Super Size Me, Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensibility, Mansfield Park, It's A Boy Girl Thing, Bridesmaids, and a ton of Saturday Night Live. I think that is all... The ones I am totally in LOVE with right now are North & South, Sense and Sensibility, and Mansfield Park.
If you're a girl and you love Jane Austen, or even a boy and you love Jane Austen, then you will love these three movies. True, only two of them are Austen, but the other, North & South, reminds me so much of it. It was an absolutely breathtaking movie. The one I watched was a 4 hour version. 4 Parts made in 2004. Dang it if the male lead in that movie isn't one of the most smokin' men ever. Though, he looks a lot like Daniel Radcliff. Though I guess Daniel would look like him since he is older. Anyways. I totally recommend this movie if you love sappy/sad/romantic/headstrong heroine movies.
The other movie I want to talk about is Wuthering Heights. WHAT THE HECK IS UP WITH EMILY BRONTE?! Couldn't she have taken a few pointes from her sister and come up with a happier story with a less wishy washy heroine and an anti-hero hero who is not so evil!?!? No, I guess not. It was still good, but I don't know. It doesn't compare to Jane Eyre or like novels.
Oh! Really quickly! If you're interested in Forks Over Knives, it is a documentary about eating a plant based diet. It will change your life. =)
Okay! Well, it is time for me to finish my laundry and all that jazz! I will come up with more entertaining stuff later!!

Dedicated to my Friends, Family, Family Friends, etc.

Hello Blogesphere! Long time no see huh? Well I'm afraid today will be a short but sweet post seeing as I am sick and so freaking tired. Must be mono! No! That would be incorrect. Mono is the kissing disease, and I have not kissed, therefore, it cannot be mono. I know, I know. You can get mono from sharing drinks or spoons or anything that has spit on it. Since I haven't done that either, it's not mono It's just awful that's all.
In any case, I just wanted to do a post specifically devoted to my friends! All the ones I've known for years, and my more recent friends as well. I really want to just name everyone is specific, but I also don't want to lest I should forget someone in my drugged up state and offend one of my awesome friends! There is no way I want to lose any of you, and if I decide I do, I'll let you know! HA! Just kidding! No! Each and everyone of you has your own little spot in my heart, with big screen T.V.s and other awesome things that you love that will fit in my heart! You know why?! I want you all to be happy there. So! If you think you need a heated toilet seat, or a hot tub to be in my heart, then so be it! I will make room for those things too!
So! To any of my friends who happen across this blog post (blog is a stupid word that I actually hate) then just know that I love you and I hope we have many more years of awesome stories to share! I love speaking to you guys daily or weekly as the case may be, and appreciate all of you who have kept contact with me in your busy lives! You are awesome, and I hardly deserve you! This also goes out to my family members! I love you guys and am thrilled to be saddled with you for eternity! Also, to the friends of my parents who've treated me as much as a daughter of their own, you guys are awesome and we have all been so lucky to know you and have you in our lives! I thank the Lord for you every day because you guys help me make it through! Once again, I love you all! And I'm sorry cold medicine makes me emotional!

Scrambled Thoughts That Are Half-Baked and Under-Done

Today has been such... a day!! It wasn't good, and it wasn't bad. It was mostly just a Saturday. Which is a bummer if you think about it because Saturdays are supposed to be super awesome! Remember when we were kids and we would wait for One Saturday Morning on ABC to come on? We would watch Pepperann, Recess, Doug, and all of those other awesome classic cartoons?! Oh, those were the days. Days when kids actually played outside instead of inside on gaming systems, parents would parent instead of saying 'come back later, I'm checking my facebook', and we didn't worry if we had boogers or sweat or icky things like that. Being a kid was AWESOME.  Seriously. Kids would never shower except that their mothers tell them to. I guess the word "stink" only applies to dog poop and cows at that age. This was actually a tangent that I didn't mean to go off on at ALL. Completely accidental.
Tomorrow is Sunday and dang how I wish I wasn't working. I picked up a couple hours at work because of the M'stang that I decided to call Arthur for now. Or maybe Lancelot. Hmm. I'll have to eenie meenie minee moe it, I think. That is the only way I'm going to be able to choose. Anyways, I picked up these hours. It won't be horrible because it's not until noon thirty and only till three. It's short, and its the GSA shift so that is decent. But, it is a Sunday. I feel so guilty because A-I just got a calling last week, and now I won't be at church because of work. 2- The Lord helped me get a freaking mustang! I never thought I would own a nice car. Last- I thought I would be seeing some of the other girls at church tomorrow, and nope. It was not to be. Hopefully I'll be forgiven since there is a good reason. 
I decided I'm going to make a troll list. Yes. This is a list of people that I do NOT like at all. Instead of using the B word or dumb head, they're just going to be trolls. It is as nice as it is going to get I'm pretty sure. I had to add another person to the troll list today. I don't actually hate this person, but they should never have power at all. There are just certain people that should never be put in a place of power because they can't reign properly. Some people are born to rule, others are there to be backstabbers like Iago and distort everything that people say, and others are born to be subjects that choose the right ruler.  I like being a subject! Though if I can steal the crown for a few hours to be queen, then I'm going to do it. I thought I wanted to rant about this but I can't! So, I'll just move on.
I wanted to update you guys on my men! This list is now down to man. There will always be a special place in my heart for the boy who's smile stops my heart, but he just refuses to leave his girlfriend! So, obviously, this won't work. This is okay. He's just too far out of my league. So is Mr. Intrigue but for some reason, he seems to like me! I'll run with it until he comes to his senses! In any case. He and I had an interesting conversation today. As usual it was sort of brief. Actually very brief. But, it was yet another glimpse of who this guy is, and I like it. Though, I'm still very confused. If he would make an actual move, I would be very VERY happy and perfectly willing to oblige. I really want to talk to him in person because I have no idea what he's really like and I just want to know more. But, I'm not going to lie, I hate dating. I don't want to do it anymore. It would be great to meet this guy just so I can figure out if dating is actually something that is appealing again, or if I can just call it quits and wait a few years.
Here is the thing about dating. It's tricky because you have to know what you want. What traits you're looking for. Where you're going in life and where you want to end up. You also have to know the things you can compromise on and the things you can't. You also have to like yourself and have confidence that someone out there is going to like you for you too. The list goes on, but these are the things that popped into my head right off. I only know about a quarter of these things. So, I still have some work I think before I even want to consider dating again.
Okay. Well, This is probably the shortest post I've ever done, but if you couldn't tell, I'm not my normal, witty self because I am SO DANG TIRED. I have to get to sleep so I can wake up and do it all again tomorrow, just for a shorter amount of time. I can tell you, all I want to do is cuddle up with a book tomorrow and stay in bed for the whole day. It's not going to happen.
Goodnight my internet family! 

Tap-Dancing On My Last Nerve

 Readers, I'm at a loss of what to say today. I'm so grumpy about a few things that I can't seem to focus on being creative or witty. Not that today wasn't a good day, because it totally was! I found out a few things at work that made me happy. Also, I GOT MY PONY! He is parked in the garage. I feel like calling him No Name because of that song? I sure hope you know the one! Plus, I can totally afford the payments on it! It was a lot less then I expected. So, you see? Good day. I do have to mention an incident that happened at work today that just pissed me right off.
I really REALLY want to use this persons name. The only reason I'm not is because people from Target (HEY GUYS!) read this blog, and though I doubt it, some of them might be friends with this person. (I'm quite confident that this unfortunate human has no friends because she is SO unpleasant. I'm not a super violent person, but I want to hit her more than I want to hit Justin Bieber.) What happened was this, and this is the nutshell version: We were marking some salvage in domestics today, and there were a TON of curtains and towels that went. 4 carts worth. So, we had to keep making trips to the back room to box the salvage up. Well, this person seems to think they own the ENTIRE back room. Since we're going through a remodel, the backroom is just chaos. Well, I put a cart by this persons "work area" THAT THEY WEREN'T EVEN IN, and they said "Will you move that cart so I can get into my office??" Now, WHERE was the please in that sentence?? Did you see one? I don't. It's because there wasn't one. So, I turned to her and said " You know what? When the girls are done with their cart, they'll move it." I would've LOVED to have added a profanity on that sentence. Well, actually I did, but not for anybody to hear. I would LOVE to push this stupid girl off a cliff in her friggin' rolly chair. I would wave the entire time she was falling, and when she would beg for help, I'd say, GET OUT OF YOUR FREAKIN' ROLLY CHAIR AND HELP YOUR OWN DANG SELF, YOU LAZY, UNPLEASANT, PIECE OF .... (insert bad word here.) Yes. I feel strongly about this person. There is a reason she works in the back. She is far too unpleasant to be out with guests. If they met her, they would never come back. I don't know how the vendors haven't murdered her already and put in the compactor. Okay! That is all for that rant! Sorry! That was hostile, and its pretty rare that I wish bodily harm on people (besides me wanting to hit them.. I don't hit hard at all.) but she TOTALLY deserves it. I'm probably going to Hell now.
Anyways! The other thing getting on my nerves today are my dogs.
Something about dogs barking ALL THE TIME just an awful thing. This is what's been happening since I got home from work. All I know, is that it is driving me crazy! It came to mind that maybe one of them was ready to be let out of the kennel, so I decided to step outside and let him have a breather. His name is Socrates, or Socs for short. He is a very VERY big dumb. The only thing he's smart about is knowing where our property begins and other peoples begin. So, when the neighbor kids happened to tread onto our lawn at the exact moment I let him out, he just takes off chasing them, and barking like he will rip heads off. Oh my goodness. This is probably wrong to say, but I love when he chases kids because they get SO SCARED and just start screaming as banshees do. He isn't a big dog, but he's solid. All kids are bigger than him unless they're toddlers. So, when kids run from him, it is so funny! He's very sweet too. His bark is definitely bigger than his bite. However, he can jump so dang high! High enough to nip my chin when I'm teasing him. And I'm 5'3".
Despite the fact that he barks like a pubescent teenager, kids are so frightened of him! 
All I know is that I want to sit here in my room and obsess over this song some more (guys, they need a support group for this, I swear.) and I can't focus on this beautiful music because stupid dogs are barking at things that aren't even there! Ugh. Dogs. I love them, but only when they're quite. Unless I'm the one making them bark. =)
Another thing on my nerves is the insurance companies websites. Why, pray tell, do you need my address when all I'm doing is getting a friggin' bid?? I just want to put in the make, model, year of my vehicle, my age, and if I've been in any accidents. Why is it so hard to just do it that way?! It is so frustrating. I've only gotten one bid so far because I didn't want to attempt to negotiate my way around their idiotic system. (They confuse me as badly as Pintrist does.)
And lastly for the negative I SWEAR kind of goes along with my dog situation, only it is hormonal teenagers. My house is full of them right now. Actually, there are only 4 bodies, but hormones take a LOT of space. I really dislike teenagers. I know, I know. I just was one a few years ago. But even when I was 17 I disliked them so much. I was one of the most giggly people in the planet and all of that jazz, and I would like to personally apologize to those who EVER heard me because it was obnoxious. I hate listening to it. Why? Not because they're happy and I'm not (because I am very happy!) But, it's because it's all flirting. I just want to yell "Say what you freaking want to say and don't make me listen to you guys dance around what you want to say which is 'You're a babe and I want to be promiscuous with you.'" Gag. I can't listen to my music or read without hearing "OH CHASE YOU'RE SOOOOOO FUNNY! I just LOOOOOVE you, babe! You're so sexy when you play guitar? Can you right me a looooove song???" Okay. That's a dramatization but that is totally what it sounds like to me.
Anyways! This post seems so negative and I feel so bad because like I said! It's been a very good day! Except for dogs, teenagers, and stupid trolls who work in the backroom. Troll. That is totally what she is!
That's all for today! Oh! And small update: Intriguing boy is not mad at me! But, we never actually talked it out.. So that is probably a flag.
I hope you days are filled with fun! No teens giggling, or doggies barking, or tolls stepping on your toes!

This Is How To Talk With Your Foot in Your Mouth

Oh dear readers. I made a mistake last night. Though, I can hardly be blamed as much as technology is. Technology is the bane and blessing of my existence. This is about boy numero dos and I am praying that he does not happen across this post or he will know exactly who he is! And this could be bad. I seemed to have guessed wrong about him again. I must stop pinning people! It is a bad BAD habit! If you possess this habit as well, I insist you join with me and try to kick it. Well, Intriguing Boy and I have an interesting kind of relationship. He says hello, I say hello back, and he asks me to come cuddle. I know, this sounds scandalous. That is hardly what it seems. In my case, it was more than it seemed. He also asks for pictures. Not dirty ones or anything of that nature, just pictures. If any of you know me well, you know that I don't like to send pictures at all. I think they are shallow (which is kind of ironic since I am kind of shallow myself and I HATE that I know it and can admit to it.) and that they encourage the wrong kind of relationship. Unless you're actually IN a relationship, then you send duck faced pictures {BANG}* to each other all day long. I usually say no. Well. This boy and I had a conversation about these pictures. We came across a misunderstanding that I can hardly explain because it spun out of control a little too quickly, and now, he is mad at me. I chalk this up to a few things. First, to technology for making it so dang hard to express the emotion you're trying to express. Second, my being so cynical. I don't think people ask for things like pictures because they have a true and honest intent for them. I think they are asking for them so they can either show off (which sounds very conceded but this is just for arguments sake), do things that we should NEVER talk about, or because they want to make fun of me. Not because they think I'm pretty and just want to see my face. Even saying this, I want to gag because in my world it just doesn't happen for anybody except married people.
I guess I was wrong. Apparently, people actually ask for pictures because they DO think the other person is pretty, and because they actually are interested in them. Oh, I literally face-palmed and shook my head for like five minutes straight. If someone could teach me how to accept that people can actually be genuine, especially guys, I am willing to learn. This is going to be a very stressful day unless I hear that I am forgiven. I had sent a text apologizing for how my previous text came across and tried to assure that it was not the intent. When I heard no reply, I behaved as a 3 year old would. It's the equivalent of slamming your door but with your phone. How? You slam it on your bed, then turn it off. You fold your arms and try to plot on how this cannot be your fault. I've come up with a few reasons that this could be not my fault. One. He has asked me to come over, (His car is broken so he won't come over to my house, plus I live at home...Nuff said) but has never asked me on a formal date. You would think if someone was interested, that would be the first thing. At least, that is my experience, which granted, is limited. Second. Our conversations hardly have substance. They do have their moments, like yesterday, but they are usually direct and very brief. Does that promote any sort of affection? It doesn't seem like it does to me, but once again, limited experience. Third. He works very late into the night, so when he asks me to come over, it's usually 10 or 11:30 pm. So to sum up, I was sure if he was interested, it was only because I was a conquest because of the whole VL thing (this drive boys crazy for some reason) and because my pictures make me look waaayyy hotter than I actually am. Therefore, I thought our relationship was based on primal things like sexual behavior and physical attraction.
Curse me for thinking this way about ANY guy I meet. After my limited experience in them, I hardly deserve the amount of blame that I feel. In any case, I'm pretty sure I offended him badly because I didn't expect him to reciprocate any sort of emotional attachment that I have. Now, I'm just very VERY frustrated because I have no idea how to make this better! I'm just crossing my fingers that I didn't cause any irreparable damage. If I find anything out, I will let you know.
I've also seem to have come down with Angry Bird Fever.. This is probably not a good thing! I just downloaded it onto my Kindle Fire.. I have a feeling it's going to be very distracting. But! Now I have something to play in church on Sundays that I can't pay attention! This makes me pretty excited! Not to mention my Kindle finally decided that I was allowed to download the free version so I didn't even have to pay! Can I get a Halla!?
I'm finding out that every day, I'm getting one or two more people reading this blog! I cannot tell you how much this pleases me! Not only does it show me what AWESOME friends I have, but it also shows me that people actually can stand to read my writing, and that is a blessing! Why?? One day, I'm hoping to finish the two or three books that I've started and have them published! I'm not sure how well this will turn out since I am not yet comfortable sharing any of the things I've written with anybody! Except things I've written on this blog! One day, maybe I'll get gutsy and post some little nothings on here and see how that goes!
I also have something else to confess. I am completely obsessed with a song called Somebody That I Used to Know by Gotye. He is a super sexy Aussie man that has eyes I would love to sleep in. If you've never heard this song, I suggest you listen to it and try not to damage your replay button because you will LOVE it. This is a song that anybody can relate to because I can about guarantee that every person has had a friend or ex boyfriend/girlfriend that has said you would stay friends no matter what, then they decide that they don't want to know you at all. They send their friends to pick up there things, and then change their number without telling you and telling everyone on the DL. Ha! Lyric Alert. Anyways! Check it out on youtube so you can see the sexy man tower I'm talking about. Just keep in mind, he gets cuter and cuter as you watch the video.. Kind of like Mr. Darcy in Pride and Prejudice. Or Mr. Rochester in Jane Eyre. They just grow on you until they become an appendage that you don't quite want to chop off.
Last on my list of things that happened is that my mother dearest decided to up and go to Vegas to meet this man that she says is so very sexy. I know him. His name is Wally. AKA my dad! She took the little sister so that's just a little less stress to deal with. But! I miss her already! I hope that they have a good time down there and also that they don't mind if we throw a few parties in their absence. I mean, my mom actually doesn't read this consistently so by the time she does read it, she'll be home! That is a guarantee! Though, planning a party and buying everything for it is sooo not going to happen because I have no money. This is because I'm getting my sexy black M'Stang tomorrow! I think I need another halla!! I'm very excited to have a car, and that it is a pony! This is something I never expected to happen to me because I always thought my first car would be a piece of crap. I guess it depends on who you talk to, and who likes Fords and who doesn't. All I know is that I have yet to name this vehicle! It's going to be hard to top the name I gave my Xterra which is Sir Jack Gallahad. He's kind of gender confused. I haven't had time to inspect this mustang to see if it is male or female.. SO! If you have any clever names, just shoot em my way! I need ideas people!
Well! I am supposed to wake up in 4 and a half hours, so I should get to sleep! Thanks as always to the fabulous people with awesome taste who read this blog! I will post pictures of my pony tomorrow or Saturday on facebook! Cheerios! (Like the cereal of course.. because I'm craving them..)
* Any time you see someone post a picture with the classic duck face, post a comment that says Bang! We're going duck hunting!