Oh, hey there beautiful.
Sooooo I completely suck at blogging, again. Story of most of my life; I get into something, devote hours to it, then get bored of it and move onto something else. I do this with reading, drawing, painting, obviously blogging, crocheting, cooking, etc. I really need to stick to something... but whatev!
So I have to do a quick update. Not because anything new or exciting is happening in my life but I have to blog about my awesome little sister and her GRADUATION. I'm so proud of her! Ya hear that Z? I am so freakin' proud of you I can't even stand it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anywho, today was her graduation and I'm not gonna lie I got teary-eyed more than once. I can't believe how grown up she is and that she's all done with kindergarten, elementary school, and now high school. It seems unreal. I'm so excited to see what's in store for her. She's got the world at her fingertips and she really is smart enough and determined enough that she could do ANYTHING she puts her mind to. Love ya guuuuuurl :D
Besides blubbering about my little sister growing up (tear) not too much has been going on. Last week we were able to have a 3 day weekend with Memorial Day being on Monday and can I just say I needed that?! I need a vacation. Really, my life isn't that hard but I tend to make mountains out of molehills and can get stressed out really easily. Last week was pretty rough but this week has been nice and laid back so I think I'm getting the little break I need before CRAZY summer starts. Most people are excited for summer, and I am, but I'm also a little nervous. Summer means working a few more hours and dealing with some craaazy, stinky, sweaty, (but awesome) kids.
Two days later...
So yeah! Summer club is starting up on Monday and I'm pretty excited for that. I was dreading it until today. We had a staff meeting and I'm excited about the people I'll be working with this summer. The meeting/training kind of gave me a refresher and helped remind me why I work there. I love the kids at the club and hope I can keep making a difference and helping them each day. Blah blah blah, but it's true :)
The next few bits will be me catching up on the little blogging challenge. I think having this "challenge" has hindered me from writing a little because I want to say something clever and witty each time I write. I've given up on that though and you'll just get what comes out of my brain. Braaaaaiiiin vomiiiiiit! Braaaaaaains... Zombies... Yessss.
7. What is your dream job, and why? Dream job... I think this question scares me. If I decide what my "dream job" is and give it a title, I fear that when/if I don't achieve that specific title, I'll be disappointed. So saying "my dream job is to be a counselor!" is kind of setting myself up for disappointment. Not that I don't think I could ever get to that point, I just don't really even know what my dream job is yet.. So I'll go ahead and describe some of the characteristics of my dream job. My dream job would pay enough that I wouldn't have to really worry about money. I don't want to have a fancy car or a huge house, I just want enough that I don't need to worry about bills, insurance, buying gifts I actually want to get people, etc. That's right. Buying gifts for people is a freakin' dilemma. So it'd be nice to make enough that none of those worries plague my everyday life. The next thing is that my job is fulfilling. I never want to work at a job where I hate what I do or who I work with. I don't want to work somewhere where I dread going to work or feel like I'm not making some sort of positive difference in SOMEONE'S life. I would want to feel happy about the work I do. Another thing which isn't really a priority right now but probably will be someday is like...flexibility. When I have a family I don't want to have to worry about getting fired if I have to stay home with my sick kid or leave because one of my crazy kids broke their arm at school. I want to work somewhere where they understand that life happens and that family is pretty dang important. Hey, a girl can dream right?
8. What are 5 passions you have? As anyone who knows me already knows I have many passions. I don't always stick to them or devote as much time to them as I'd like but I sure do have a lot of them. One passion I have is helping people. Sounds suuuuuper corny but growing up with kind of a chaotic family life it made me appreciate things that I might have taken for granted of if my life would have been different. Hmm, just read that back, didn't make sense. Hopefully you get the gist because I'm too lazy to reword it right now. Anywho, I feel like since I've experienced a lot of joy and happiness I have this need to help others to feel that too. There's too much hurt in the world for people to turn the other cheek and ignore other people's suffering. There will always be suffering in the world but if we all worked to help each other out this life could be even better than it is right now.
Another passion I have is art. I love to sketch, draw, and paint. I would feel much happier about this passion of mine if every time I sat down to make some art it turned out the way I wanted but what in life works like that, right? My favorite things to paint/draw are people, unintentionally jacked-up faces, nature, animals, etc. Art is just a great way to get into the "flow" that I've talked about before and when for the .5% of the time my pictures turn out decent it's just very...lovely.
Another passion is reading. I love to read. Fiction, nonfiction, horror, romance, sci-fi, I love a little bit of everything. Reading is one of those things that can help when you need to just get away from the world. I've read the Harry Potter series like 8 times and I'm hoping that one day Dumbledore (alive and well) shows up at my doorstep and tells me they lost my invite to Hogwarts in the mail and I'm going to the wonderful and magical school of witchcraft and wizardry. Again, a girl can dream. (Yes, I just went there).
Music. Right now it's May 31st and I have been reminded about 15 times in the last 3 days that I'm approaching my listening limit on Pandora music radio. I'm pretty sure I have about 1 or 2 more hours left (the limit is 40 hours per month) and then will have to listen from my laptop. I will be using this time up during this blog post, you're welcome. Seriously though. Music is just, a part of life. I have music on in the morning when I get ready, in my car on my way to work, at work, on the way home, and when I blog, paint, clean, and while I shower. I love happy music that can inspire you or can make you smile or feel excited about life. I love music that is silly and upbeat. I CANNOT STAND depressing music that makes you sad and well, depressed. Who has time for that in their life? Ain't nobody got time fo that! Seriously. Turn that shiz off! Haha just kiddin', you listen to whatever you want little one :)
Last passion... I would say for the last of the five I'll just list a few that I have instead of really elaborating on one. I have a new-found passion for growing things like plants and flowers. I'm not very good at it but there's nothing like waking up each day and seeing your little plants grow a little taller and sprout more. Maybe this will change when I have an actually baby but for now, it's sufficient for me. I love buying school supplies. My husband always has to steer me away from the pen isle at Wal Mart because I could literally spend my entire life savings on new pens, markers, and pencils. I have boxes of new pens and pencils and still have the need to get more. I love a new fresh notebook that has yet to be written in. I love folders, planners, and graph paper. I could never have enough of these things. It's like a shoe obsession, but not. Another passion I have is for learning. I don't know a lot about one thing but I feel like I know a little about a lot of things. Article on how to be a good parent on Pinterest? Read it. Label on my can of pop? Seen it. Ingredients in this dinner I will probably never make? Looked it over a few times. I wish I had a photographic memory because if I could remember every little thing I ever read I would be a freakin' genius. People would pay me to tell them about random crap I read. I just know it.
There are more passions, maybe I'll add them as they pop into my brain.
9. List 5 people who have influenced you and describe how. Ooooo. A people one. These always get me. I'm gonna go ahead and say screw it to the 5 number because that makes me stress about order and who I met first and who I see most and blah blah blah craziness in my brain...a;sldkfja;lsdkfj... Okay, here goes.
First person I can say that has really influenced me is my grandma. Most people know their grandma as the lady that smells funny or squeezes your cheeks when you see her or makes cookies like nobody's business. For me my grandma was like a legit parent. When I was 13 my grandma took custody of me and my sister. She'd been helping take care of us since before I can remember but we actually moved in with her in Brigham City when I was 13. My oma (as we call her) is definitely one of the most influential people in my life. She has taught me how to be compassionate to everyone, behind closed doors, without making a fuss about it. She's definitely this top-secret granny-hero who goes around doing good deeds and people don't even see what she does and she receives no applause of fanfare. She has taught me to be a hardworking woman who is dependent on no one but herself. I'm not quite to where I'd like to be with that, like she is, but I feel like I'm improving a little more everyday. She will never ask for help, even as she's getting older and is in pain every day from back problems. She's strong-willed and stubborn, the way a lot of us women should be. She doesn't take crap from anyone and she'll tell it like it is. She's the most selfless person I can think of and I honestly have no idea where I would be in my life today without her. I definitely wouldn't have gone to college or even graduated high school without her pushing me to be the best I could be. I wouldn't have met my sweetheart or felt good enough to marry such a wonderful guy if it wasn't for her helping me to feel confident about myself and my life. I seriously can't say enough about her and how much I appreciate all that's she's done for me. Thanks oma.
Oh, and she makes great cookies, too.
Another person I can put is my hubby. I've already gone on and on about him in previous posts so I'll spare the lovey-dovey part and talk about how he is my ROCK. Sometimes I'm such a freak with my anxiety and social-retarded-ness, but guess what? He still loves me. (I don't get it either.) He's really helped me to reach out and do things in my life for me. When I get too scared to try something new or take a risk he's always there to tell me that no matter what he's there for me and that things will work out. Some days I'll come home, wanting to cry from a terrible day and think, I honestly could not cope with life sometimes if I didn't have the support system I do. He's so positive, hopeful, and encouraging. I feel like I can conquer the world with him at my side. Thanks babe :)
My little oober goober sister is another person who has influenced me. Picture me, all scared of the world and hiding in my shell and then picture her, an outgoing and fearless social butterfly. She's younger than I am but she shows no fear. She's up for going out with her friends every night of the week, getting a new job, trying new things and meeting new people. She is always helping me to feel like it's okay that I have weaknesses but it's also a good thing to step out of my bubble. She is the most resilient and loving sister anyone could ask for. She helps me to feel loved and I know I can be the stinkiest, weirdest, most crazy person in the entire world and she'll still love me. She's had a huge influence on me and the person I've become and I only hope I can be as independent, adventurous, and strong as her someday. Thanks little seester.
There are many more people that have influenced me as well but I'm honestly too tired to write them all out. Sorry guys! I will get you in here someday though :) Just a few though that I have to mention who have taught me things or influenced me in some way.
My mom taught me to love. She has a huge love for all things animals, nature, and those closest to her. She would take in any animal and love it like one of her own children. She is always nursing her little plants back to life and befriending those that need it most. She has taught me to love all people, from all different walks of life. This is something I will keep with me for the rest of my life. Thanks ma.
My dad has taught me to laugh. Oh, and gave me my awesome love for classic rock!!!!!! I remember driving with him in the car when I was just a little girl and he would play the air guitar on the steering wheel while I did the drums or...wait for it...the triangle. Hahahaha. He would quiz me about who sung the song that was on as fast as I could. I remember guessing "Styx!" "Led Zeppelin " or "Pink Floyd!" I think my love for a wide variety of music is because of him. Other things that I'll keep with me forever thanks to him is my appreciation for the wonderful junk food and pizza in this world, my obsession with horror movies, and my strong love for family even when you don't see them very often. Thanks dad.
My aunt Holli, thanks for being another one of my parents. I have a lot of people who I would consider parents because of the love and support they've shown me since I was a little girl until now and forever. I remember thinking about how I wanted my life to be when I was all grown up and had a family of my own. I always saw myself at your house, feeling safe and loved, and playing army/CIA/"boy stuff" with your sons. I hope I can be as good of a mom and wife/aunt/daughter/friend/mom as you are someday. Thanks Holli.
Other people that have influenced me include my awesome in-laws and sibling-in laws. Family near and far that I don't see enough of. Teachers from middle and high school. (Thanks Mrs. Williams!) Coworkers. Friends. Friends of friends. Random people on TV that are inspirational. College teachers. Thank you all for helping me to become the person I am. I know I missed a lot of people who have influenced me here but just know you are in my heart. (This post is getting a little long.) But thanks for believing in me, and showing me unconditional love. I honestly could never repay any of you so just...thanks :)
Phillip Phillip--Home
Ingrid Michaelson--Be Ok
Bob Marley--One Love
Ingrid Michaelson--Everybody
Regina Spektor--One More Time With Feeling
Amo Lee--Sweet Pea
I wish I could put all these songs together on a playlist for when you read my posts. Go listen to some of them! :)
Friday, May 31, 2013
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Chicken and Wishes
Just a short update on my life real fast. Still working and loving being done with school :) I'm starting to get used to not having homework now and am looking for some good books to read, I'm show exshited! Summer is coming up (at the club) and I'm pretty excited about that as well. Summers are usually FREAKING crazy, but fun. I'm gonna take the summer and decide what I want to do once it's over. With my life. Of course that's what I'm talking about here. Pickin' up what I'm puttin' down? Good.
Besides work I've just been enjoying life. Pete and I see each other waaay less than we're used to so now when we do get to spend a few hours together we love it. Weekends are wonderful but always too short. This weekend we're going to the Perry yard sales and hopefully having a little cookout. Sadly, this is so very exciting to me, hahaha. Life is good.
So, one thing that's new that's been going on... I've been attempting to cook! I'm going to try really really really hard to keep this up and keep improving and expanding the list of foods I will eat from 10 to like...13 or something! Be proud, this is huge for me. One day I'll be all sorts of domestic and I'll cook and clean and sew and...okay maybe that won't happen but a girl can dream, right? Last week I cooked fried rice that turned out somewhat plain (just the way I like it!) but good. I've also been attempting to cook chicken! Seriously though people, can I just say that raw chicken makes me want to vomit. I love to eat chicken and beef and steak and what not but when it's raw...yuck! So I opened the chicken I wanted to cook and washed it off and almost decided to wrap it in 50 million Wal Mart bags and throw it all away. It literally felt like I was holding human flesh...tough and soft and skin-like. People who actually cook probably think I sound retarded but I'm like a child here, touching my first raw chicken breast. Sounds dirty. And it was. But, I got over my fear of the human-like chicken flesh and watched a youtube video that taught me how to cook it. I pulled it off the pan, made sure it was cooked all the way through, and when I went to eat it I closed my eyes and expected the worst. But guess what? It was actually good! Maybe I was just delusional and my brain told me it was good so my world wasn't shattered because I'd be the only woman in the entire world who can't cook... but I don't even care. I cooked a chicken. And I think it was good. I think.
Also, chicken stinks after you throw some of it away. Like death.
Thrown out chicken=zombie breath.
Also, how many times do you normally wash your hands while cooking raw meat? Because I'm at like 2,382.
Back to the blogging challenge. Not gonna lie, I've been sucking at keeping up. One thing, I won't blog on the weekends or Mondays because I'll be with my hubby. Another thing, if I feel like I write something that's actually decent or funny I get a little intimidated to write more because I don't want it to be boring or annoying. Whatev though, if you don't like it I'm sure you'll quit reading and that's ok too :)
6. If you could have three wishes, what would you wish for?
So normally I think about what I'm going to write about a little before I actually do it, so I can gather my thoughts. But today, we're wingin' it!
Three wishes... What a classic thing to ask someone. We all have wishes and aside from wishing for infinite wishes (which I'll go ahead and assume doesn't count) I bet they vary for each individual. I think wishes revolve around things that you value. Family, friends, money, power, those things that you truly value and appreciate will have an impact on what you wish for.
For me, family is important and people are important. Hmm..I'm so conflicted here. My first instinct is to wish for like world peace and no pain for anyone or hurt.. But unfortunately that's not what life is about. You have to experience the bad to appreciate the good. We're put on this earth to experience things and to learn. I wouldn't appreciate my college education if I didn't have to work my grass off to pay for it and finish it. I wouldn't appreciate my sister and granny so much if I'd grown up in some normal family with a mom and dad and brothers and sisters. Sure I'd appreciate them in different ways but it's just different with how things are now. I'm sure I wouldn't appreciate my awesome husband as much as I do if I hadn't grown up seeing men who were abusive and selfish and mean. Sometimes I can only be at peace with a lot of the really hard stuff I've gone through by thinking, and believing, that if it weren't for these experiences I wouldn't appreciate or fully enjoy all the wonderful things in my life. Okay, so this has gone on a tangent. I'm going to finish this wish off with...I wish I could minimize the pain and suffering in the world and to my family and friends to the point where they could still learn life lessons and be able to appreciate the good in life without experiencing any extra pain or suffering... IF THAT makes ANY sense AT ALL. Is that too much to ask for? :)
Wow.
Second wish... something fun and not so thought-provoking...perfect health for all! It would be so wonderful to not have to live in fear of getting cancer or having to go to the dentist. That's right, I fear going to the dentist and think about it every time I brush these little babies. If we could just live our lives and not have to deal with disease or infection or deathly spider bites (EEEEEK! SPEEDERS!) then life would be so much less stressful. I'm always worrying about what diseases I'll get or how I'm going to die from some freak infection from touching the public toilet at the mall. I wouldn't have to wash my hands a bajillion times while cutting and cooking chicken because there would be no risk of getting salmonella. It would just. be. great.
Third wish, which probably wouldn't have normally been a wish except I just watched a TED talk that got me thinking about a few different things. A third wish could be that we understand life by a certain age, then we could spend the rest of our lives with wisdom and ah-ha-ness. I feel like I'm figuring out life a little more each day but by the time I get it, if I ever do, I'll be practically decaying and nearly dead. We spend our whole lives trying to figure things out, trying to find out how the world works and who we are and what we believe in. Our whole lives! Maybe there's this short window of time when you're really really old where things just click. Maybe not. Maybe that doesn't happen until after you die. I'm not really sure. All I know is that it's annoying that it's taken me 23 years to figure out certain things about my life and my self I can only hope it stops taking me so friggin' long to learn and understand things.
Welp! Those are my wishes. For right now. I'm sure if I were to write this post two days or even two hours from now they would probably be different.
We're Going To Be Friends--The White Stripes
The Way I Am--Ingrid Michaelson
The Heart Of Life--John Mayer
Put Your Records On--Corinne Bailey Rae
Besides work I've just been enjoying life. Pete and I see each other waaay less than we're used to so now when we do get to spend a few hours together we love it. Weekends are wonderful but always too short. This weekend we're going to the Perry yard sales and hopefully having a little cookout. Sadly, this is so very exciting to me, hahaha. Life is good.
So, one thing that's new that's been going on... I've been attempting to cook! I'm going to try really really really hard to keep this up and keep improving and expanding the list of foods I will eat from 10 to like...13 or something! Be proud, this is huge for me. One day I'll be all sorts of domestic and I'll cook and clean and sew and...okay maybe that won't happen but a girl can dream, right? Last week I cooked fried rice that turned out somewhat plain (just the way I like it!) but good. I've also been attempting to cook chicken! Seriously though people, can I just say that raw chicken makes me want to vomit. I love to eat chicken and beef and steak and what not but when it's raw...yuck! So I opened the chicken I wanted to cook and washed it off and almost decided to wrap it in 50 million Wal Mart bags and throw it all away. It literally felt like I was holding human flesh...tough and soft and skin-like. People who actually cook probably think I sound retarded but I'm like a child here, touching my first raw chicken breast. Sounds dirty. And it was. But, I got over my fear of the human-like chicken flesh and watched a youtube video that taught me how to cook it. I pulled it off the pan, made sure it was cooked all the way through, and when I went to eat it I closed my eyes and expected the worst. But guess what? It was actually good! Maybe I was just delusional and my brain told me it was good so my world wasn't shattered because I'd be the only woman in the entire world who can't cook... but I don't even care. I cooked a chicken. And I think it was good. I think.
Also, chicken stinks after you throw some of it away. Like death.
Thrown out chicken=zombie breath.
Also, how many times do you normally wash your hands while cooking raw meat? Because I'm at like 2,382.
Back to the blogging challenge. Not gonna lie, I've been sucking at keeping up. One thing, I won't blog on the weekends or Mondays because I'll be with my hubby. Another thing, if I feel like I write something that's actually decent or funny I get a little intimidated to write more because I don't want it to be boring or annoying. Whatev though, if you don't like it I'm sure you'll quit reading and that's ok too :)
6. If you could have three wishes, what would you wish for?
So normally I think about what I'm going to write about a little before I actually do it, so I can gather my thoughts. But today, we're wingin' it!
Three wishes... What a classic thing to ask someone. We all have wishes and aside from wishing for infinite wishes (which I'll go ahead and assume doesn't count) I bet they vary for each individual. I think wishes revolve around things that you value. Family, friends, money, power, those things that you truly value and appreciate will have an impact on what you wish for.
For me, family is important and people are important. Hmm..I'm so conflicted here. My first instinct is to wish for like world peace and no pain for anyone or hurt.. But unfortunately that's not what life is about. You have to experience the bad to appreciate the good. We're put on this earth to experience things and to learn. I wouldn't appreciate my college education if I didn't have to work my grass off to pay for it and finish it. I wouldn't appreciate my sister and granny so much if I'd grown up in some normal family with a mom and dad and brothers and sisters. Sure I'd appreciate them in different ways but it's just different with how things are now. I'm sure I wouldn't appreciate my awesome husband as much as I do if I hadn't grown up seeing men who were abusive and selfish and mean. Sometimes I can only be at peace with a lot of the really hard stuff I've gone through by thinking, and believing, that if it weren't for these experiences I wouldn't appreciate or fully enjoy all the wonderful things in my life. Okay, so this has gone on a tangent. I'm going to finish this wish off with...I wish I could minimize the pain and suffering in the world and to my family and friends to the point where they could still learn life lessons and be able to appreciate the good in life without experiencing any extra pain or suffering... IF THAT makes ANY sense AT ALL. Is that too much to ask for? :)
Wow.
Second wish... something fun and not so thought-provoking...perfect health for all! It would be so wonderful to not have to live in fear of getting cancer or having to go to the dentist. That's right, I fear going to the dentist and think about it every time I brush these little babies. If we could just live our lives and not have to deal with disease or infection or deathly spider bites (EEEEEK! SPEEDERS!) then life would be so much less stressful. I'm always worrying about what diseases I'll get or how I'm going to die from some freak infection from touching the public toilet at the mall. I wouldn't have to wash my hands a bajillion times while cutting and cooking chicken because there would be no risk of getting salmonella. It would just. be. great.
Third wish, which probably wouldn't have normally been a wish except I just watched a TED talk that got me thinking about a few different things. A third wish could be that we understand life by a certain age, then we could spend the rest of our lives with wisdom and ah-ha-ness. I feel like I'm figuring out life a little more each day but by the time I get it, if I ever do, I'll be practically decaying and nearly dead. We spend our whole lives trying to figure things out, trying to find out how the world works and who we are and what we believe in. Our whole lives! Maybe there's this short window of time when you're really really old where things just click. Maybe not. Maybe that doesn't happen until after you die. I'm not really sure. All I know is that it's annoying that it's taken me 23 years to figure out certain things about my life and my self I can only hope it stops taking me so friggin' long to learn and understand things.
Welp! Those are my wishes. For right now. I'm sure if I were to write this post two days or even two hours from now they would probably be different.
We're Going To Be Friends--The White Stripes
The Way I Am--Ingrid Michaelson
The Heart Of Life--John Mayer
Put Your Records On--Corinne Bailey Rae
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Foiv!
5. What are the 5 things that make you most happy right now?
There are many things that make me happy. The majority of Jack Johnson's songs. Junk food. Money. Family. Friends. Drawing. Painting. Writing. Soccer. Crocheting. Soda pop. Technology. The Colbert Report. Roosterteeth. Jenna Marbles. Swimming. Heat during the winter. AC during the summer. A working car. Towels. Floss. Little growing plants. A freshly sharpened pencil. Brand new markers. A new planner. Schedules. People. Children. Animals. A cool breeze. Books. A phone that works. Video games. The Walking Dead. Zombies in general. Baby animals. Pinterest. Pizza. Inca Cola. My Kindle. Movies. Perfect lines in carpet or grass. Green nature-like things. The beach. Frogs. Chinese food. Ballpoint pens. Nice handwriting. Organization. Kindness. Babies. Little things. Tae Bo. Crayons. Plain paper. Music. Weddings. Palm trees. Recycling. French bread.
But to focus on the post, what makes me the most happy right now...
1. First thing I think of is my hubby. He makes my life so fun and happy. I love laughing with him and doing fun things with him to pass the time. I like thinking about our past, present, and future. It's just good stuff right thur. For more, see my previous posts.
2. My job. Right now I'm loving my job. My job is, essentially, to plan super awesome activities for me (oh, and I guess the kids) to do. For instance, last week I did a gardening club. We planted flowers and herbs and watermeli (like cacti, right?). Not much grew but it was a great time. They got so excited to water (or rather drown) their plants each day. Twas fun. The week before that I did an epic Minecraft club and this week I've been doing a Pokemon club. Can I just take a minute and reveal a little more of my ultimate nerdiness? First off, the kids were so surprised that I even knew what Pokemon were but ooo were they in for a big surprise. They had no idea I used to be a Pokemon addict and I loved loved loved collecting cards, playing Pokemon Snap, and spending hours staring at a DS trying to be the greatest Pokemon Master that ever lived! And I was, in my younger days. Those days are long gone now, and I must continue to train new Pokemon trainers to carry on the legacy. Bahahahahahaha I'm kidding. But seriously. So yeah, my job is freakin' awesome. I do have days where I could cry (and do) or pull my hair out (and do) or go to jail for throwing chairs at children (hasn't happened yet, phew) but those days are few and far between. I love feeling like I make a difference in the lives of kids who don't have a lot of positive role models or influences. I love that some of my kids come to club because they feel more safe there than they do at home. Last week a kid got in trouble for asking "when is Kyler coming back?" too many times; I feel like I must be doing something right with at least a few of those little chicken nuggets.
3. The sunshine. I never thought my mood could really be influenced by the weather. I was always one of those annoying people that always said how much they love rain and thunderstorms, "I wish it would rain everyday!" What the freak.. Day after day though, of grayness and dreariness makes me a sad bleh meh shmeh person. I don't realize this until each year the sun finally comes out, the snow melts, and I roll down the windows in my car. The breeze rushes in and I can't help but shmile. Of course I can't wear any summer clothing yet, for I would blind any person who looked at me, even with expensive sunglasses, but it sure does make me happy :)
4. My family. My family is just awesome. No words can do them justice. We're all freakin' hilarious and highly entertaining. You should come over sometime.
5. Leisure time! HOLY CRAP! It's so weird having all of this free time without school and with Pete working evenings. I haven't had this much time to myself for like...5 years? More, maybe. So yeah, I'm here blogging. What's the point of blogging? I have no idea. There probably is no point other than to pass time for me and waste time for you. I just like to write I guess and listening to all this awesome music (see below each post) just gets me in a chill and happy mood. They say that writing or keeping a journal can be theraputic, try it! I love being able to have time to sit and relax and think about the day rather than worry about everything that's going to happen tomorrow. It's soooo niiiiiiice having a little time to breathe :D
Bob Marley--Three Little Birds
Ingrid Michaelson--Everybody
Mumford & Sons--Awake My Soul
Jason Mraz--I'm Yours
Regina Spektor--Fidelity
There are many things that make me happy. The majority of Jack Johnson's songs. Junk food. Money. Family. Friends. Drawing. Painting. Writing. Soccer. Crocheting. Soda pop. Technology. The Colbert Report. Roosterteeth. Jenna Marbles. Swimming. Heat during the winter. AC during the summer. A working car. Towels. Floss. Little growing plants. A freshly sharpened pencil. Brand new markers. A new planner. Schedules. People. Children. Animals. A cool breeze. Books. A phone that works. Video games. The Walking Dead. Zombies in general. Baby animals. Pinterest. Pizza. Inca Cola. My Kindle. Movies. Perfect lines in carpet or grass. Green nature-like things. The beach. Frogs. Chinese food. Ballpoint pens. Nice handwriting. Organization. Kindness. Babies. Little things. Tae Bo. Crayons. Plain paper. Music. Weddings. Palm trees. Recycling. French bread.
But to focus on the post, what makes me the most happy right now...
1. First thing I think of is my hubby. He makes my life so fun and happy. I love laughing with him and doing fun things with him to pass the time. I like thinking about our past, present, and future. It's just good stuff right thur. For more, see my previous posts.
2. My job. Right now I'm loving my job. My job is, essentially, to plan super awesome activities for me (oh, and I guess the kids) to do. For instance, last week I did a gardening club. We planted flowers and herbs and watermeli (like cacti, right?). Not much grew but it was a great time. They got so excited to water (or rather drown) their plants each day. Twas fun. The week before that I did an epic Minecraft club and this week I've been doing a Pokemon club. Can I just take a minute and reveal a little more of my ultimate nerdiness? First off, the kids were so surprised that I even knew what Pokemon were but ooo were they in for a big surprise. They had no idea I used to be a Pokemon addict and I loved loved loved collecting cards, playing Pokemon Snap, and spending hours staring at a DS trying to be the greatest Pokemon Master that ever lived! And I was, in my younger days. Those days are long gone now, and I must continue to train new Pokemon trainers to carry on the legacy. Bahahahahahaha I'm kidding. But seriously. So yeah, my job is freakin' awesome. I do have days where I could cry (and do) or pull my hair out (and do) or go to jail for throwing chairs at children (hasn't happened yet, phew) but those days are few and far between. I love feeling like I make a difference in the lives of kids who don't have a lot of positive role models or influences. I love that some of my kids come to club because they feel more safe there than they do at home. Last week a kid got in trouble for asking "when is Kyler coming back?" too many times; I feel like I must be doing something right with at least a few of those little chicken nuggets.
3. The sunshine. I never thought my mood could really be influenced by the weather. I was always one of those annoying people that always said how much they love rain and thunderstorms, "I wish it would rain everyday!" What the freak.. Day after day though, of grayness and dreariness makes me a sad bleh meh shmeh person. I don't realize this until each year the sun finally comes out, the snow melts, and I roll down the windows in my car. The breeze rushes in and I can't help but shmile. Of course I can't wear any summer clothing yet, for I would blind any person who looked at me, even with expensive sunglasses, but it sure does make me happy :)
4. My family. My family is just awesome. No words can do them justice. We're all freakin' hilarious and highly entertaining. You should come over sometime.
5. Leisure time! HOLY CRAP! It's so weird having all of this free time without school and with Pete working evenings. I haven't had this much time to myself for like...5 years? More, maybe. So yeah, I'm here blogging. What's the point of blogging? I have no idea. There probably is no point other than to pass time for me and waste time for you. I just like to write I guess and listening to all this awesome music (see below each post) just gets me in a chill and happy mood. They say that writing or keeping a journal can be theraputic, try it! I love being able to have time to sit and relax and think about the day rather than worry about everything that's going to happen tomorrow. It's soooo niiiiiiice having a little time to breathe :D
Bob Marley--Three Little Birds
Ingrid Michaelson--Everybody
Mumford & Sons--Awake My Soul
Jason Mraz--I'm Yours
Regina Spektor--Fidelity
4-EV-ERRRR
4. List 5 things you would tell your 16 year-old self, if you could.
So at first I couldn't really think of anything I would say to my 16 year-old self. I couldn't even really remember who I was or what I was doing at 16. Was I a senior? No you dumb head.. The dementia has already set in. BUT THEN! A light bulb turned on and I was reminded of the joys and horrors of high school. Football games, pressure to look/act/think/feel/breathe like everyone wanted you to, braces (yes, I rocked braces in high school), idiotic boys, grades, crazy teachers, exams, a drivers license, scholarships, etc. And it all came flooding back...
Alright, first things first 16 year old self, wear your effing retainer! Seriously. It's not that hard, quit whining. Because guess what, in five years you'll go to put it in to make sure your grill isn't getting too jacked up and surprise surprise, it does not fit. And you'll be sad, but too lazy to do anything about it. So your teeth will slowly move around but it'll be so slow that you won't even know they're moving and by the time you're 30 you'll look like some sort of shark/homeless/hillbilly person and you'll have worn those awful braces for absolutely nothing. Great job, really.
Second thing I'm gonna tell you is to do something with yourself! You're kinda good at a few different things so just take one of those things and go with it. You like soccer, you're pretty good at it, see if you can play somewhere at the university level. ACTUALLY COMMIT to something like that. You might surprise yourself. Other options you might want to consider are: artist, writer, inventor, or video game champion. You've got potential, don't let it just float away from you like I did.
Next thing...... CHHHHHHH (insert walkie-talkie noise here), PUT DOWN THE JUNK FOOD. I REPEAT, PUT DOWN THE JUNK FOOD. That's right. Take your hand out of the Sour Cream and Onion potato chip bag and throw away the 13 packages of Gushers you have on your lap that you planned on eating during the next 30 minutes. So it's been easy so far, you've been doing basketball, track, soccer; really, you can eat whatever you want and still have rock-hard abs. (This mysteriously baffles everyone you know, too). But, ALERT, someday your metabolism will catch up to you. And your little abs and sculpted legs that you've worked so hard for will begin to whither away (unbeknownst to you) and will be replaced with--EEEEK--cellulite! And flabbiness. And oo-ey moo-ey goo-ey gushy softness that you don't like. And one day, like three years after you graduate, you'll look down and know what I'm talking about. But, like most things in your life, you won't care enough to do much about it and although you'll lose some of it by the time you get married, some of it will stick around and stay with you for....ev....er.....So just quit now. Force feed yourself some carrots and spinach for a change. It's good for ya.
Speaking of marriage.. one day you're gonna get married! And, not really according to your plan; it'll be before you're all done with college and before you've traveled to every country and ended world hunger. But it's okay, because this guy is pretty darn special. So just date around, don't take these little high school relationships too seriously and know that through all the crap you get to put up with, one day none of it will matter.
One last thing I can think of that I should tell you 16 year-old self is to make more close friends. You have a lot of friends, but not as many super close friends. Someday you're gonna want to have friends that you can have play dates with when you have kids and you're gonna want to set up a weekly poker night that you can continue with these girlies until you all prune up and die. You need some good friends who will tell you when the hair on your chin is getting a little too long or that will throw small objects at your face when you start to doze off in the middle of a conversation. Invest in the friendships you have more and be open to meeting new people and opening up to them as well. I know that's hard for ya sometimes, but you can do it.
Remember that one thing you didn't know if you should have done it or not? Do it.
Try harder in that one class, you won't regret it.
After the car is crashed place a brick on the gas pedal and drive it into the ocean. Destroy all evidence.
When you-know-who asks for help with burying the body, just say no.
So at first I couldn't really think of anything I would say to my 16 year-old self. I couldn't even really remember who I was or what I was doing at 16. Was I a senior? No you dumb head.. The dementia has already set in. BUT THEN! A light bulb turned on and I was reminded of the joys and horrors of high school. Football games, pressure to look/act/think/feel/breathe like everyone wanted you to, braces (yes, I rocked braces in high school), idiotic boys, grades, crazy teachers, exams, a drivers license, scholarships, etc. And it all came flooding back...
Alright, first things first 16 year old self, wear your effing retainer! Seriously. It's not that hard, quit whining. Because guess what, in five years you'll go to put it in to make sure your grill isn't getting too jacked up and surprise surprise, it does not fit. And you'll be sad, but too lazy to do anything about it. So your teeth will slowly move around but it'll be so slow that you won't even know they're moving and by the time you're 30 you'll look like some sort of shark/homeless/hillbilly person and you'll have worn those awful braces for absolutely nothing. Great job, really.
Second thing I'm gonna tell you is to do something with yourself! You're kinda good at a few different things so just take one of those things and go with it. You like soccer, you're pretty good at it, see if you can play somewhere at the university level. ACTUALLY COMMIT to something like that. You might surprise yourself. Other options you might want to consider are: artist, writer, inventor, or video game champion. You've got potential, don't let it just float away from you like I did.
Next thing...... CHHHHHHH (insert walkie-talkie noise here), PUT DOWN THE JUNK FOOD. I REPEAT, PUT DOWN THE JUNK FOOD. That's right. Take your hand out of the Sour Cream and Onion potato chip bag and throw away the 13 packages of Gushers you have on your lap that you planned on eating during the next 30 minutes. So it's been easy so far, you've been doing basketball, track, soccer; really, you can eat whatever you want and still have rock-hard abs. (This mysteriously baffles everyone you know, too). But, ALERT, someday your metabolism will catch up to you. And your little abs and sculpted legs that you've worked so hard for will begin to whither away (unbeknownst to you) and will be replaced with--EEEEK--cellulite! And flabbiness. And oo-ey moo-ey goo-ey gushy softness that you don't like. And one day, like three years after you graduate, you'll look down and know what I'm talking about. But, like most things in your life, you won't care enough to do much about it and although you'll lose some of it by the time you get married, some of it will stick around and stay with you for....ev....er.....So just quit now. Force feed yourself some carrots and spinach for a change. It's good for ya.
Speaking of marriage.. one day you're gonna get married! And, not really according to your plan; it'll be before you're all done with college and before you've traveled to every country and ended world hunger. But it's okay, because this guy is pretty darn special. So just date around, don't take these little high school relationships too seriously and know that through all the crap you get to put up with, one day none of it will matter.
One last thing I can think of that I should tell you 16 year-old self is to make more close friends. You have a lot of friends, but not as many super close friends. Someday you're gonna want to have friends that you can have play dates with when you have kids and you're gonna want to set up a weekly poker night that you can continue with these girlies until you all prune up and die. You need some good friends who will tell you when the hair on your chin is getting a little too long or that will throw small objects at your face when you start to doze off in the middle of a conversation. Invest in the friendships you have more and be open to meeting new people and opening up to them as well. I know that's hard for ya sometimes, but you can do it.
Remember that one thing you didn't know if you should have done it or not? Do it.
Try harder in that one class, you won't regret it.
After the car is crashed place a brick on the gas pedal and drive it into the ocean. Destroy all evidence.
When you-know-who asks for help with burying the body, just say no.
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Three rhymes with tree.
3. Describe your relationship with your spouse.
Describe my relationship with my hubby. Well, it's perfect. The end.
Ok, ok, so I don't think anyone's relationship or marriage is perfect. And if they tell you it is then I'll be the first to tell you they're a lying sack of raw cut up dead fish that you feed to sharks. (Sorry, I'm on a shark kick today).
Pete and I are best friends. I still remember scream-singing songs by the All American Rejects in my car during the first summer we met. I remember running on three or four hours of sleep because we wanted to spend every single minute together. I remember him having to wait two years because I had all this stuff I just "had" to do before I got married. Playing soccer, always playing soccer. I remember playing hours and hours of video games together because we're just awesome like that.
Pete is the first person that I feel like I've let actually take care of me. I've spent my life feeling like I have to be strong and take care of everyone. Growing up with just my mom and my sister and then just my grandma and my sister I feel like I'm the one who needed to make sure the doors were locked, the stove was off, and when there were creepy noises I'm the one that felt responsible to fight the burglar/rapist/creeper/boogeyman/evil demon spirit and beat it to a pulp with my big plastic crayola crayon that was the closest thing I had to a bat for a while there. Once I met Pete I felt I could actually be vulnerable and that I could break down and cry and let someone else tell me that everything was going to be okay.
You'd think since Pete comes from such a great family he would have thought I was a freak when he met me and learned more about my family. He definitely didn't. Or maybe he did and was just super good at hiding it. Either way, he's always seemed to accept me for who I am and where I've come from. I feel like we have a great relationship. I can honestly say that we laugh together every single day and that, to me, is what life is all about.
I can't say that we never fight because we do. I can't say that we don't say and do mean things to each other when we're upset because we do those things too. The point is, we know that with each fight we understand that that's all it is. A fight. Something that is temporary. We know that even though we're upset and it feels like the world is gonna end we'll be fine. We still love each other and have committed ourselves to each other and that's all that really matters.
Other things I love about him (even though that's not what the post is actually supposed to be about I don't even care!):
When he twitches in his sleep.
When he gets so excited to eat weird things like corn and vinegar or onion and tomato salad (VOMIT!!! You know how picky I am...)
His A-FREAKIN-DORABLE smile that my happiness depends on.
When he gets all serious about soccer.
When he calms me down.
When he laughs so hard he literally slaps his knee. I'm pretty sure he created the saying "That's a knee-slapper!"
When he thinks/is the shiz, all dressed up and fancy shmancy. Oooo baby!
When he shares EVERYTHING with me. He asks me if I want fries or a drink and I usually say no. Then continue to eat/drink his.
His awesome taste in music.
His HILARIOUS love for all things Real Madrid, Christiano Ronaldo, and Eminem.
When he sings in the shower.
He's a better cook than I am.
Great kisser.
Always is being considerate and making sure I'm happy.
Respects me and my opinions.
Respects and treats my family great.
Reminds me to laugh.
Reminds me to be positive.
Assures me that everything is gonna be ok.
Spiritual giant.
Excited to be a daddy. Serious about parenthood like I am.
Has big dreams and wishes.
Always strives for the best in himself.
Great artist.
Gives amazing massages even though he knows I'll be snoring and drooling before it's his turn to get one back.
Accepts me as I am and loves me unconditionally (seriously, THAT IS IMPRESSIVE, sometimes I am such a freak!
Makes me feel beautiful.
Gets me excited about life!
MAKES ME HAPPY.
etc. etc. etc. etc. etc. etc. :D
And if you don't take anything from this post, just know, I am one lucky girl :)
A few of our songs:
Reliant K--Must Have Done Something Right (LISTEN and watch the video, it's so us)
Two is Better Than One--Taylor Swift and some other group...
Happy--Nevershoutnever
LOVE THIS GUY. Who knows where I would be or what I'd be doing or who I'd have murdered if it wasn't for him :) Ok jk about the murder part..but seriously.
Describe my relationship with my hubby. Well, it's perfect. The end.
Ok, ok, so I don't think anyone's relationship or marriage is perfect. And if they tell you it is then I'll be the first to tell you they're a lying sack of raw cut up dead fish that you feed to sharks. (Sorry, I'm on a shark kick today).
Pete and I are best friends. I still remember scream-singing songs by the All American Rejects in my car during the first summer we met. I remember running on three or four hours of sleep because we wanted to spend every single minute together. I remember him having to wait two years because I had all this stuff I just "had" to do before I got married. Playing soccer, always playing soccer. I remember playing hours and hours of video games together because we're just awesome like that.
Pete is the first person that I feel like I've let actually take care of me. I've spent my life feeling like I have to be strong and take care of everyone. Growing up with just my mom and my sister and then just my grandma and my sister I feel like I'm the one who needed to make sure the doors were locked, the stove was off, and when there were creepy noises I'm the one that felt responsible to fight the burglar/rapist/creeper/boogeyman/evil demon spirit and beat it to a pulp with my big plastic crayola crayon that was the closest thing I had to a bat for a while there. Once I met Pete I felt I could actually be vulnerable and that I could break down and cry and let someone else tell me that everything was going to be okay.
You'd think since Pete comes from such a great family he would have thought I was a freak when he met me and learned more about my family. He definitely didn't. Or maybe he did and was just super good at hiding it. Either way, he's always seemed to accept me for who I am and where I've come from. I feel like we have a great relationship. I can honestly say that we laugh together every single day and that, to me, is what life is all about.
I can't say that we never fight because we do. I can't say that we don't say and do mean things to each other when we're upset because we do those things too. The point is, we know that with each fight we understand that that's all it is. A fight. Something that is temporary. We know that even though we're upset and it feels like the world is gonna end we'll be fine. We still love each other and have committed ourselves to each other and that's all that really matters.
Other things I love about him (even though that's not what the post is actually supposed to be about I don't even care!):
When he twitches in his sleep.
When he gets so excited to eat weird things like corn and vinegar or onion and tomato salad (VOMIT!!! You know how picky I am...)
His A-FREAKIN-DORABLE smile that my happiness depends on.
When he gets all serious about soccer.
When he calms me down.
When he laughs so hard he literally slaps his knee. I'm pretty sure he created the saying "That's a knee-slapper!"
When he thinks/is the shiz, all dressed up and fancy shmancy. Oooo baby!
When he shares EVERYTHING with me. He asks me if I want fries or a drink and I usually say no. Then continue to eat/drink his.
His awesome taste in music.
His HILARIOUS love for all things Real Madrid, Christiano Ronaldo, and Eminem.
When he sings in the shower.
He's a better cook than I am.
Great kisser.
Always is being considerate and making sure I'm happy.
Respects me and my opinions.
Respects and treats my family great.
Reminds me to laugh.
Reminds me to be positive.
Assures me that everything is gonna be ok.
Spiritual giant.
Excited to be a daddy. Serious about parenthood like I am.
Has big dreams and wishes.
Always strives for the best in himself.
Great artist.
Gives amazing massages even though he knows I'll be snoring and drooling before it's his turn to get one back.
Accepts me as I am and loves me unconditionally (seriously, THAT IS IMPRESSIVE, sometimes I am such a freak!
Makes me feel beautiful.
Gets me excited about life!
MAKES ME HAPPY.
etc. etc. etc. etc. etc. etc. :D
And if you don't take anything from this post, just know, I am one lucky girl :)
A few of our songs:
Reliant K--Must Have Done Something Right (LISTEN and watch the video, it's so us)
Two is Better Than One--Taylor Swift and some other group...
Happy--Nevershoutnever
LOVE THIS GUY. Who knows where I would be or what I'd be doing or who I'd have murdered if it wasn't for him :) Ok jk about the murder part..but seriously.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Número dos
Oh, hey there sunshine! I just have to say, today is Thursday. Know what that means? Tomorrow is FRIDAY! My most favorite day of all. Kids at the club: "Why is Friday your favorite day Kyler? Is it because you like french fries?" Answer: yes, yes of course strange child. Why else would it be my favorite day?
Number 2!
2. Describe 3 legitimate fears you have and explain how they became fears.
Hmm... one fear I (like most people) have is the fear of people in my family dying/getting sick/hurt/etc. I think that's a big fear for everyone because you become so close to people it's impossible to imagine life with them just not, existing. I've always assumed I'd get cancer or die in a freak soccer accident because people always think "it'll never happen to me." Maybe if I assume it will happen to me it will be less likely to happen. Makes perfect sense...right? But as for those closest to me, I don't want anything bad to happen to them. I wish I could create this magic bubble that they were always encompassed in and nothing bad could happen to them. Of course the bubble would have to be more like a suit and it would have to be uber thin and transparent and...stretchy. Yes, stretchy bubble suits for all!
Another fear I could list is... my fear of unmet expectations, if that makes any sense at all. I think unmet expectations are the cause of so much stress for everyone. We think our jobs should be one way and when they're not, we become frustrated or stressed. "This isn't what I signed up for!" We expect to get married and be the perfect spouse to our perfect spouse. We expect our kids to turn out just the way we want; to be Olympic Medalist Nobel Prize-winning superhuman geniuses and well, they probably won't be. I feel like we look around at other people's lives and think, "wow, I wish my life was that exciting/fun/happy/perfect/easy/spontaneous/(insert your own word here)." Truth is, we need to be more realistic. My fear is that I will map out my life, how I want it to be, where I want to be in five or ten years and it won't be like that. Although I know it won't, I fear I'll have a hard time accepting whatever my life has become. Hopefully not though. I hope I can learn to be at peace with the twists and turns of life and be happy with every single thing, good and bad, in my life.
Tonight I'm on a real nice computer. I don't even have to worry about it blinking "1% battery remaining." WIIIIIIIIIN!
Third fear... spiders. Ha just kidding they're not that bad. Oh wait, YES THEY ARE! So they help life go round and are important to the food chain and rid of us pesky bugs... yeah yeah yeah I've heard it a million times before. When people give me this lecture when I tell them how much I hate spiders I just want to say, "oh yeah, spiders are great. Here, let's put one on your hand so it can crawl up your arm and into your ear and lay eggs inside your brain so they can hatch and kill you slowly while evolving into a hybrid human-spider that takes over the world." Still like them? Didn't think so.
So this week I was like, "yeah, I can be domestic; lets start a garden!" Started this little container garden with sunflowers and (randomly) Dill. Just wanted to see if I could even get anything to grow. After a few days, guess what... THEY GREWWWW. I was so excited; jumping around and doing the sunflower party dance. Pete looked at me like I was crazy (what's new) but I didn't care. I made a plant! It's like a baby. You buy from the store. And keep outside. And give plenty of sun and water. Just like a baby.... But anyway, they are pretty awesome. I check them each and every day. But one day..........something horrifying happened..............I lifted the container up to move it and guess what I see? Oh just little pockets of harmless dirt on the bottom of the container in the crevices. I go to wash it off with a paper towel (thank the heavens I didn't use my HAND) and this peculiar dirt... begins to move!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's right. The sneaky dirt was actually baby demon spiders. And baby demon spider eggs. And you can't kill them all because they're too small and crawly and falling on your hands and arms and you freak out and almost drop you precious growing mini plant babies! So yeah, I'm officially traumatized. I think I got most of the little guys but with my luck they'll be back and have evolved by next week. So yeah, spiders are creepy and if I could put a little imaginary spider blocker around my house, that'd be great too. I'd totally be out there gardening to my little heart's desire. But for now...not happenin.
Come On Eileen--Dexy's Midnight Runners & Kevin Rowland
Driftin'--The Dirty Heads
Ray of Light--Madonna
Block After Block--Matt & Kim
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Blogger Challenge: Accepted
So, I've recently seen a little thing on a lot of my friend's blogs with a bunch of questions to be answered/blogged about. My friends are so cool. Someday I'll be as cool as they are. Answering these things will be fun because I like to write but it will also be kinda cool if someday I can look back and read the answers and maybe my kids can read it too! Hey kids! It's your mom! From the fuuuuuuutuuuuure...... mwahahhaa. Wait, would it be the future? Or the past since I'm writing it now.. #mindblown #ihatehashtags #justgoingwithit
Anywho, here goes! Also, trying out some bold font here for my bold self. We'll see which one I like...
#1. List 10 random facts about yourself.
1. I have a weird taste in music. I guess weird is objective but it seems weird in comparison to other peoples... I like new stuff, Kelly Clarkson, Katy Perry, Beyonce. I like random stuff (thanks to my awesome sister) like Regina Spektor, Matt and Kim, Mumford and Sons, Frank Sinatra. I like old stuff (thanks to my papa's awesome love for CLASSIC ROCK! YEAH!) lol like Styx, Led Zepplin, CCR, The Cars. I like those guilty pleasure songs/bands. Spice Girls, Backstreet Boys, "Alright now stop, collaborate and listen..." And I'm starting to like some orchestral/classical music. I'm loving 2cellos, Chopin, Penguin Cafe Orchestra, stuff like that. I think I like a little bit of everything MINUS idiotic RAP CRAP that talks about terrible things and like, burst-your-eardrums opera.
2. Okay, the bold had to go. Next thing could be... my love for the animals. I can't tell you how often I go home (to my granny's) just to see my cats. Cosmo and Gizmo (spelling has been heavily debated). I just love those furry little guys, they have legit personalities that makes me love all animals. I love cats, dogs, guinea pigs, bunnies, chinchillas, dolphins, and birds. Although birds creep me out sometimes... RIGHT?!
3. I am a freak. I love to be silly and hyper and spazzy when I feel comfortable. Unfortunately, the two people that see the most of this side of me are my sister and husband and I think they can mostly only handle it in small doses. It just feels good to be crazy and yourself and to just laugh though. Laughter IS the best medicine. Thanks granny.
4. I am thee pickiest eater in the entire world! People tell me, you'll eat it when you get hungry enough. NOT TRUE. I can be starving, having lost 5 pounds, and disgusting food will make me GAG. Seriously, I've done it. I'm trying to shy away from this (for the sake of my husband and future children) but it's very difficult. I'd be perfectly happy sticking to my white rice, hot dogs, spaghetti o's, mac n' cheese, and frozen pizzas. Mmmm...frozen pizzas....
5. I love kids. I've worked with kids for about 5 years now and all I can say is that they have all changed me for the better and have made me a happier person. They are just so honest and ignorant of the things of the world. You can always trust a child to let you know if you look fat in your outfit, or have a huge zit on your nose, or to blame their farts on you.. But really you can't even deny it. Because then that would mean that everyone would know that they farted, and they'd be embarrassed. So you just have to take the bullet for the kid and pretend that nasty stinker was yours...
6. I'm a people-pleaser. This is both a good thing and bad thing. Sometimes I feel obsessed with making sure that everyone is happy and content. My needs can wait as long as I'm helping someone to be little more happier. My husband might argue this because he gets the majority of my selfish shellfish side since he's always with me :P That's right. When someone is selfish in our house they're called a selfish shellfish. It's great. My husband is often giving me "the look" because I volunteer our help, car, brain, cat.. You get it.
7. Running out of random facts... Lets see herrrr. I can't wait to start my little family. Pete and I are our own family right now and I love it, but I def have this weird creepy maternal feeling where I get so excited to have my own little whipper-snapper. I can't wait to be the best mom ever! And I'm so excited that they'll also have the best dad ever :)
8. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MY LIFE. As I've talked about in previous posts I can't decide on whether to have a baby or go to grad school or to do something else. I'm told to pray about it and trust me, I sure do and have been for a while. But I think the big man upstairs wants me and Pete to kind of figure out our own path. I mean, he can't tell us everything we should do every step of the way. Hopefully we can figure it out before I'm old and pruned. #mykidswon'tknowifi'mtheirmomorgrandma bahahahahahaha.
9. Skipped. Maybe someday I'll think of another thing to put here. Right now I'm too tired. PAH!
10. I sure do love my family. I don't feel like I have a lot of close friends because I'd rather invest time into the family I have. Maybe that's not true at all and I just tell myself that to make myself feel better about not having any friends................................................................... hahahhaa. But yeah, my fam is the best. I just love my hubby and sister and oma and auntie and mama and papa and all the cousins and in-laws and people I never see but I'm told I'm related to them through step-law-twice-removed-adopted and yeah.... all of those people. Love you all.
Here's the list, if you want to do this too: (THANKS JACEY :D)
1. List 10 random facts about yourself.
2. Describe 3 legitimate fears you have and explain how they became fears.
3. Describe your relationship with your spouse.
4. List 5 things you would tell your 16 year-old self, if you could.
5. What are the 5 things that make you most happy right now?
6. If you could have three wishes, what would you wish for?
7. What is your dream job, and why?
8. What are 5 passions you have?
9. List 5 people who have influenced you and describe how.
10. Describe your most embarrassing moment.
11. Describe 5 pet peeves you have.
12. Describe a typical day in your current life.
13. What’s the hardest part of growing up?
14. Describe 5 weaknesses and strengths you have.
15. Describe when you knew your spouse was the one or how I fell in love.
16. What are your 2 greatest accomplishments?
17. What is the thing you most wish you were great at?
18. What do you think your spouse loves most about you?
19. How did you feel the moment you became a parent?
20. Describe 3 significant memories from your childhood.
21. Describe your relationship with your parents.
22. Where do you see yourself in 5 years? 10 years? 15 years?
23. What’s your favorite holiday and why?
24. What’s your favorite and least favorite thing about parenthood?
25. If you could have dinner with anyone in history, who would it be and what would you eat?
26. What popular notion do you think the world has most wrong?
27. What is your favorite part of your body and why?
28. What’s your favorite quality in your spouse?
29. What are your hopes and dreams for your posterity?
30. Who were your childhood best friends?
31. List 5 things you would hope to be remembered for.
1. List 10 random facts about yourself.
2. Describe 3 legitimate fears you have and explain how they became fears.
3. Describe your relationship with your spouse.
4. List 5 things you would tell your 16 year-old self, if you could.
5. What are the 5 things that make you most happy right now?
6. If you could have three wishes, what would you wish for?
7. What is your dream job, and why?
8. What are 5 passions you have?
9. List 5 people who have influenced you and describe how.
10. Describe your most embarrassing moment.
11. Describe 5 pet peeves you have.
12. Describe a typical day in your current life.
13. What’s the hardest part of growing up?
14. Describe 5 weaknesses and strengths you have.
15. Describe when you knew your spouse was the one or how I fell in love.
16. What are your 2 greatest accomplishments?
17. What is the thing you most wish you were great at?
18. What do you think your spouse loves most about you?
19. How did you feel the moment you became a parent?
20. Describe 3 significant memories from your childhood.
21. Describe your relationship with your parents.
22. Where do you see yourself in 5 years? 10 years? 15 years?
23. What’s your favorite holiday and why?
24. What’s your favorite and least favorite thing about parenthood?
25. If you could have dinner with anyone in history, who would it be and what would you eat?
26. What popular notion do you think the world has most wrong?
27. What is your favorite part of your body and why?
28. What’s your favorite quality in your spouse?
29. What are your hopes and dreams for your posterity?
30. Who were your childhood best friends?
31. List 5 things you would hope to be remembered for.
Oopdate!
Welp! It's time for another update. See how long that last blogging streak went? Yeah. It's been five months since I've blogged, lol. Whatever..
So! I AM FINALLY DONE WITH MY BACHELOR'S DEGREE!!!! I friggin' hope. Last time I got all excited I found out they'd made a mistake and so that's why I've been in school the past five months and unable to blog or breathe or anything! Grrrrr... Hopefully, now, finally, I am done :)
With my graduation though, I'm a little nervous. What the freak am I supposed to do with my life now, eh? Go to grad school, have a baby, find a full-time job, become a bum, enter the circus.. I really don't know. I'm leaning toward the latter though.. sounds less stressful.
I hate growing up. I hate thinking about bills, taxes, insurance, school, money, being RESPONSIBLE. I always wished I could grow up and be on my own and live my own life and now I'd give anything to go back to being my snotty-nosed self. I miss being able to think about something I wanted to do, and being able to do it. You wanna play lava tag and jump from couch to couch and smack your head on a coffee table? Do it. You wanna make up music videos and record yourself and your friends lip sing to the Backstreet Boys or Spice Girls? Go for it! Do it allllll. Because you're never gonna grow up... But, that's the thing. You do grow up. And sometimes it's really no fun. Boooo hooooo.
Can I just say, this laptop is so ghetto. The charger struggles to stay plugged so it's being propped up right now and if I move my computer it quits charging and threatens to turn off. "Only 1% battery life remaining." Really?! Had it since high school though, it's been good to me.
Anywho, back to the update, lol. I guess that's what it is. This is mostly me just having all this free time I don't know what to do with myself so I'm attempting to blog. Pete got a new job out at the Wal Mart Distribution Center and now I have the nights from about 6:30 to 1:00pm all to myself. I'm still working at the BGC---HOLLA! Love that place... and my kids. Seriously. So yeah. What to do with free time when you don't have to do reading or homework.. So far tonight I have... Said I was going running, decided to stay home and eat three hot dogs while watching The Colbert Report. Said I was going to learn how to cook so I could be this awesome wife and make my hubby fat because he loves my food so much.. Then I made plain white rice with super easy freezer chicken. I guess I did do the dishes..
So since before, when I only had like a year left of school, I've been going through this weird phase where I think I want a baby. HAH! I just am dying to get morning sickness, and aches, and mood-swings all for a little poopy whiney amoeba baby. (Huh. And apparently according to Google Chrome spell-check the word "poopy" does not exist. Depressing.) So yeah! I keep thinking I want a baby. One day I'm like YES! ME NEED BABY--RIGHT MEOW!!!! And then the next day I'm like no... GRAD SCHOOL! MUST CHANGE THE WORLD! MUST SOLVE WORLD HUNGER! So, as you can see, I'm a little conflicted. Half of my family is wanting me and Pete to take that next step and have a little poopy child (which I would love :D) and the other half wants us to (understandably) get more stable. A house, steady jobs, some money saved up, that'd be great. So, I don't know what to do. And with having a baby, say I have one in 9 months, do I want to stay home? I hear a lot of horror stories about moms going crazy staying home with kids all day after changing 5,000 diapers a day and watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse reruns over, and over, and over... I feel like since I've graduated I've always been super busy. Going to school, working, spending time with my dysfunctionally perfect family...:).... I don't know how I would do sitting home all day although sometimes it seems nice when my head is spinning off into another dimension...
Laptop won't charge... must not throw at wall...
LITERALLY 10 minutes later...
So, such is the life a grown-up. To have a baby, to go to grad school, to do it all, to join the circus (seriously), or not to do. At this point I have no idea which path we'll choose only time will tell. If you have any advice though, on staying home or working part time or going to school first, feel free to let it all out! Any advice would be appreciated.
Don't Worry, Be Happy --Bobby McFerrin. Look it up on the youtube. Dooo it!
So! I AM FINALLY DONE WITH MY BACHELOR'S DEGREE!!!! I friggin' hope. Last time I got all excited I found out they'd made a mistake and so that's why I've been in school the past five months and unable to blog or breathe or anything! Grrrrr... Hopefully, now, finally, I am done :)
With my graduation though, I'm a little nervous. What the freak am I supposed to do with my life now, eh? Go to grad school, have a baby, find a full-time job, become a bum, enter the circus.. I really don't know. I'm leaning toward the latter though.. sounds less stressful.
I hate growing up. I hate thinking about bills, taxes, insurance, school, money, being RESPONSIBLE. I always wished I could grow up and be on my own and live my own life and now I'd give anything to go back to being my snotty-nosed self. I miss being able to think about something I wanted to do, and being able to do it. You wanna play lava tag and jump from couch to couch and smack your head on a coffee table? Do it. You wanna make up music videos and record yourself and your friends lip sing to the Backstreet Boys or Spice Girls? Go for it! Do it allllll. Because you're never gonna grow up... But, that's the thing. You do grow up. And sometimes it's really no fun. Boooo hooooo.
Can I just say, this laptop is so ghetto. The charger struggles to stay plugged so it's being propped up right now and if I move my computer it quits charging and threatens to turn off. "Only 1% battery life remaining." Really?! Had it since high school though, it's been good to me.
Anywho, back to the update, lol. I guess that's what it is. This is mostly me just having all this free time I don't know what to do with myself so I'm attempting to blog. Pete got a new job out at the Wal Mart Distribution Center and now I have the nights from about 6:30 to 1:00pm all to myself. I'm still working at the BGC---HOLLA! Love that place... and my kids. Seriously. So yeah. What to do with free time when you don't have to do reading or homework.. So far tonight I have... Said I was going running, decided to stay home and eat three hot dogs while watching The Colbert Report. Said I was going to learn how to cook so I could be this awesome wife and make my hubby fat because he loves my food so much.. Then I made plain white rice with super easy freezer chicken. I guess I did do the dishes..
So since before, when I only had like a year left of school, I've been going through this weird phase where I think I want a baby. HAH! I just am dying to get morning sickness, and aches, and mood-swings all for a little poopy whiney amoeba baby. (Huh. And apparently according to Google Chrome spell-check the word "poopy" does not exist. Depressing.) So yeah! I keep thinking I want a baby. One day I'm like YES! ME NEED BABY--RIGHT MEOW!!!! And then the next day I'm like no... GRAD SCHOOL! MUST CHANGE THE WORLD! MUST SOLVE WORLD HUNGER! So, as you can see, I'm a little conflicted. Half of my family is wanting me and Pete to take that next step and have a little poopy child (which I would love :D) and the other half wants us to (understandably) get more stable. A house, steady jobs, some money saved up, that'd be great. So, I don't know what to do. And with having a baby, say I have one in 9 months, do I want to stay home? I hear a lot of horror stories about moms going crazy staying home with kids all day after changing 5,000 diapers a day and watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse reruns over, and over, and over... I feel like since I've graduated I've always been super busy. Going to school, working, spending time with my dysfunctionally perfect family...:).... I don't know how I would do sitting home all day although sometimes it seems nice when my head is spinning off into another dimension...
Laptop won't charge... must not throw at wall...
LITERALLY 10 minutes later...
So, such is the life a grown-up. To have a baby, to go to grad school, to do it all, to join the circus (seriously), or not to do. At this point I have no idea which path we'll choose only time will tell. If you have any advice though, on staying home or working part time or going to school first, feel free to let it all out! Any advice would be appreciated.
Don't Worry, Be Happy --Bobby McFerrin. Look it up on the youtube. Dooo it!
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