LOVES

I LOVE today. This has been the best Saturday that I have had in a long long time. The weather is so fantastic I walked up to a duck pond by my house and fed the ducks. Frosted Flakes cause that is all that I had and it turns out ducks love frosted flakes. And one of the ducks tried to eat my foot. Last night I had a fun night watching the movie Vantage point with Steph and Ethan. After the movie, we watched my boyfriend Clinton Kelly, sell his clothing line on QVC. That is right folks we stayed up to watch Clinton on QVC. I love him, he is so cute and sassy and funny and not even gay at all. I am not obsessed either just in love. I also love going to walmart and only buying a box of matches cause I can't remember what I went to get and still can't. Ha oh well this day is freaking awesome.

Revenge

HOORAY! Its finally Friday and finally the end of January! The awful month that lasted 2 years. Everything I do this weekend will be in celebration of this joyous months end. I have just been in the best everything is fun, suck on that mood lately. I have been finding little ways to get revenge. I use ex-BF's smiths value card when I grocery shop to get discounts, well the other day I used it to get a discount on my gas. Hahaha I don't feel bad about it though because I helped him earn the points and I just feel so avenged inside for doing it, not to mention I bust out laughing every time I think about it. Also this song fills me with attitude http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kju9VU2B7Bk, and makes me think of how he has to walk past me in the halls at church and I choose to ignore his existence. I know its wrong to seek revenge, but when I think of all the times he was purposefully mean to me, and all the mean things he said and did I just don't care. I find great joy lately in the chances I get my revenge. I love today.

Just some Happenings

Steph and I have been targeted. The world is throwing all of its bad luck at us. Last week it was me, this week Steph gets it all. I feel terrible, someone hacked into her email account and messed everything up. They also erased her blog and deactivated her facebook. Her blog was her sort of journal just as my blog is sort of mine. Whoever it was erased like three hundred journal entries/blog posts. I swear we are being targeted and I feel bad that Steph has the stress of putting it all back together on top of everything else she has in her life. This morning, at 2, I was woken up by girly pains and now I am tired because of it. I do not mean for this to be a complainer post, I am just trying to be informative. Because really aside from the tiredness, cramps, and pity I feel for Steph, I feel fine and normal today and I am not sitting in a pool of self pity. What a boring post, sorry the tiredness is making it hard to be funny.

My Hearts True Desire

I want an Afro. I do not remember if I have ever mentioned this before but I desperately want a big fabulous fro. Sometimes this desire drives me to do things that any sane person would never do. Like this morning I spent an hour crimping and ratting my hair and I only wish that is was bigger, crimpier, and fro-ier. I have been told by some that it is not a good look for me, and the looks I have gotten today have been mixed. All in all I think I will try to fro my hair more often. This weekend was fabulous for me, I did absolutely nothing and it has caused me to be in the best mood that I have been in for a long while. I was well pleased with the results of Miss America and the amount of sleep I got. OH yeah some guy asked for my number at church yesterday. Unreal. His head barely came to my shoulder. Sorry I am just not interested in men that I would literally have to bend over to kiss or in men that ask for numbers at church.

Frownie Face

I feel real picked on lately. I don't mean to write a downer post but seriously the entire universe is against me. First, I spend a good 4 hours cleaning my bosses house and the next day at work the first thing they talk to me about is how they would like the house to be cleaner. And that the kids are old enough that they require less attention from me and so I should focus more attention on the house. The whole time I'm sitting there thinking Did you go upstairs, did you see what I did yesterday? Give me a break. Then today my arm starts hurting and I am like ouch. It hurts from the spot they put the needle in when I donated my blood all the way up to my shoulder. I can feel my vein hurting. Also it looks like I will be watching the pageant by myself as Steph got herself a date and so the party has been cancelled. I am so grumpy and irritable lately, almost every person in the world is making me so so annoyed. Last Sunday ex BF text me and asked if we could talk, I said yeah Whatever and I have not heard from him since, and I am not actually that annoyed at that cause I don't really want to see him. Actually yes I am, I find it extremely annoying that he would bring it up and then never get back to me. Whatever, he is totally at the tip top of my shit list, followed closely by almost everyone else in my life. I could really use some beach somewhere and a hunky hunk that doesn't talk or do anything but bring me fruity drinks and ice cream. Channing Tatum that's what I need, I figured out what I am doing tonight, Channing Tatum marathon.

Miss America

Steph and I are having a Miss America party, Saturday night at 6. Anyone in St. George for the night is totally invited. We haven't worked out all the details yet but as stated on Steph's blog, you'll probably want a pair of heels. Hooray for girly things!

Odds and Ends

Here are just a few odd thoughts that I have already discussed with several other people and just thought that I would share with blog land. January is the worst month of the year. The days drag and are so slow. I swear it has been January for 3 months already. Stephanie, her entire family and my cousin Stacee agree with me. Another thing, I have not even been broken up with BF for an entire month yet and it seems like it has been years. That probably plays into the whole January lasts forever bit. Third, I love people that compliment instead of critique. Its so nice when you see someone and you know you look like you just rolled out of a bed filled with horrid things and they tell you that your hair looks amazing, instead of maybe you should do your hair more often, for yourself and for everyone else. Yesterday Steph and I gave blood. I passed out, she threw up. One thing I don't like about that is that its not like we can ask for pity from anyone because of this, I mean we did do it voluntarily and we got lots of cookies, pretzels, and juice. Anyway, we decided a couple things, one giving blood on a whim, when you haven't had enough to drink or eat all day is probably not the best time to do it, and 2 the dad man in twilight is a doctor, why not every once in a while steal some human blood from the blood bank? If I were a vampire, which I desperately wish I were, that is exactly what I would do. Instead of ambushing armored trucks, I would ambush vans that are leaving blood drives. Even with the passing out, if there were vampires in this world, I would donate some of my blood for them. Especially if they all are as handsome as they are in the movie. Those are just some thoughts I have had lately, like in the last 10 minutes it took to write this post.

The Devil's Eyes are Blue

The longer I do this nanny thing, the more I am convinced that children are evil. Alex, the 4 year old I watch, could possibly be the son of the devil or a nephew of the devil. Today he was trying to get on the computer to play some game that I hate and so I tell him no and that he needs to go outside or go play toys or something else but he may not play on the computer. He ignores me and continues to play on the computer. So I say again Alex get off the computer. He looks at me with his huge blue eyes that are still too big for his head and I almost cried out in fear. I swear I was looking at the devil himself. His look screamed this is war and I could literally feel the fire arrows burning my skin. From then on my day has been hell. He has been screaming and crying all day long. I have never in my life been this tempted to put a child in the dryer and start it. Heaven help me.

Chillin'

This weekend Steph and I crashed a wedding reception for my bosses little sister where we tried to avoid people our age and only play with the little kids and held babies. Well I did, Steph held them for a little while and then felt weird. She has a little phobia with babies and some days I don't blame her, they can be real weird. After that we watched Sydney White and LOVED it. We love Amanda Bynes. The rest of the weekend we just chilled, literally because our house is freezing and only one step above being homeless. One on my favorite chill laxin clothes is a grey jacket that ties and looks an awful lot like a robe. When I wear it and there are people around I encourage them to call me Hugh, as in Hugh Hefner. I love love love my grey jacket. Also I have found a new love for fun colored make up, a stage that I should have gone through ages ago but I am going through now. I now own bright yellow, orange, blue, and green eye shadow and gold, metallic green, and purple eyeliner. It has been real fun and I have been given a lot of good looks from admirers, or looks that say she must be crazy but I highly doubt that. Who doesn't love metallic green eyeliner?

Finally Friday

Hooray its finally Friday! Is is just me or did this week last for 2 months? I am so happy that its Friday I want to sing part of this song and I can't remember most of the words or who sings it in real life. I just know its some old guy with a raspy voice and I hear it on the country radio station every Wednesday. So here it goes. Its finally Friday somethin somethin I got my motor runnin for a wild weekend, finally Friday and that is all that I can remember. Happy Friday Everyone!!!

Perfect

I love Katy Perry. I love this music video. I feel that this describes a certain ex- BF perfectly and it made me laugh long time. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X75mry1LcFg

OUCH

Yesterday, after work, I was cold. Steph mentioned that she wanted to hit up a tanning joint I thought what an awesome way to get warm and brown. So I joined her. She is very brave and decided to jump right in and go for 17 minutes. I thought to myself I am darker than she is 17 minutes is going to kill her, but will have little ill effect on me. I'll go for 17, Thank you. I get in the tanning bed and oh my, so warm. I just go ahead and get real comfortable and throw my arms above my head and fall asleep. It turns off and I put my arms down and I am still so warm. Steph and I then decide to go grocery shopping. Half way into our expedition I think wow this shirt is really rubbing on my armpits. By the time we get home I was in serious pain and had to change me shirt. I then realize I have burnt armpits. I am not always very smart. And this morning I put my jeans on and felt more pain. My little bum cheeks, at the bottom where my underwear just doesn't quite cover, are burned to a bright red lobster crisp. I had to wear a skirt today just so I could have a nice soft slip touching my sore bum instead of jeans. Hahaha I love being warm.

I'm Dreaming of a Warm Hawaii

For spring break I hope to find myself in Hawaii. Steph and I and our friend Elizabeth and possibly our friend Ethan are really hoping we can find some cheap airfare. Ethan's mom lives in Hawaii so we would be able to stay with them, if all works out. Since Steph brought up the idea, it is the only thing I can think about. It has been like almost two years since the last time I was there. I just can't handle being gone that long. I need a warm sun and a warm ocean. California is just too cold. I NEED HAWAII. I am crossing all my major organs that airfare keeps going down like it has been. I am hoping for 300 ish roundtrip, right now its at 473 ish. I'm not asking for the moon here.

Just to Fill Everyone In

Not that I want to re live this stupid thing I just thought maybe everyone would enjoy hearing about some of the stupid people there are in this world. Here is a story of a girl who doesn't know anything. After BF and I ended things I felt the need to vent. Who wouldn't is my question? So I did and then I was ready to move on. A couple of weeks later, I received a comment on the blog titled bye bye bye that informed me that I had issues for "bashing" my ex online and BF is a great guy. Now maybe I am wrong but in my opinion I did not bash BF in anyway. I did not lie, exaggerate, or call names. In response to said comment I tried to clarify everything, and my BFF/sister wife came to my defense. What true friend wouldn't? Then these girls decided to get the ward know it all involved and he in turn got the entire ward involved, while throwing me and Steph under the bus. Maybe I am just feeling picked on but I was like WTF is going on? We did not start this. Steph and I said our peace and were done with it, until the next night when Steph received a text informing us that we hate everyone and we think we are perfect and blah blah blah. By that point we were literally just laughing, who even gives a damn? Anyway, life is funny and I am happy to be out of that ward and I am pleased to have my blog private. No one from my old ward is invited to read it. HAHA suckers. I think people should learn not to make me mad. I can be a really big brat.

Drama

Drama is not my thing. I try to avoid it as much as I can. My vent post that I posted 2 or more weeks ago, the day after I ended things with BF has sparked an uproar of drama in my life. I am trying to move on and I was doing well with it and still am. It was just slightly put to a hault yesterday when someone I have never even had a conversation with decided it was her place to say something about the post that is 2 weeks old. Hence the drama that I do not need or want in my life. So I am making my blog private. I'll need your email address by the end of the week if you would still like access.

Clarification

I would just like to clarify some things about my blog about ex-BF. When I wrote said blog yes I was mad and venting, however everything I said was the truth. I did not exaggerated. I did not make anything up. Every single day ex-BF had something about me to complain. One day it was my hair, the next it was the way I drive, or the way I eat or the books I read. Everyday was something new and he knew that and we had many many discussions about. And it was not just me, he had something to say about practically everyone. I never said that he was not a nice guy, he can be a very nice guy. I know I dated him for 6 months. It seems to me that the one with issues here are the little bitches that stick their noses into things they know VERY little about.

Busy Having Fun

What a super busy time this has been. Christmas was great, I got a sewing machine that I will be whipipng up all sorts of creations with. It was so great to be able to talk to Justin and just to hang out with fam. I have had a hard time not having to work much lately I just did not know what to do with myself. So I made a little goal to rebound that basketball and try to find some face to make out with. Turns out that is a harder task than I thought it would be. All my boys that I usually kept on a little string to kiss when I want all went out and got themselves serious relationships and one got himself engaged. Hoiw super lame is that? On the 27th Steph and I went to a freakin awesome concert. The Cab and The Higher. 2 of my all time favorite bands, And we rocked out so stinkin hard I had whip lash the next day. I love the Cab with all my heart, their music is so fun and the Higher I have been their number 1 lover for like 3 years at least. This week I have barely had to work at all so I sewed a dress with my new machine. unfortunately I made it too big on top and it just sags. I am thinking I will give it to my little sister, her boobies are much bigger than mine so I am thinking it will fit her better. Steph and I party hardy in Mesquite new years night. We hooked up with some drunk cowboys who let us gamble with their money which was totally awesome except for Hank the guy who was giving me money. I lost it all. Too bad. I am sure they were real disappointed when they didn't get any kind of actions from us after we spent their money. Drunk people are funny except when they are drunk indians that I don't know that follow me around and grab my butt. 3 times my butt got grabbed, after the 3rd time I recruited one of the drunkk cowboys to be my bodyguard. At midnight my bodyguard kissed Stephanie. I didn't get a new years kiss but I got 3 new years butt grabs. Wow I am so lucky. Honestly though explain to me how I was fondled more at the casino then I was at a concert where we were all crammed in like sardines and we were all rocking out? Does it make sense? Maybe a little but not a lot. Anyway my Christmas and New years weeks have kicked butt so hard that I now have a cold. My life is awesome.