Roomies

I think any words I added to this picture would just take away from the hilarity of it. I love these two. We've had some ups and downs but all in all its been a fun ride.

Coughing up a Happy New Year!

Since I spent Christmas in Cali I made a special trip to Utah for New Years. Unfortunately the day before I left I developed a nasty cold. I sounded horrible! I didn't feel that bad actually. Thank goodness for DayQuil and Sudafed 12 hr. I was planning on going on my own but last minute my good friend Sam was able to come with me.

It was a very eventful trip. Some of it was great some of it was kinda tough. I wouldn't change a thing about the trip though. Things happen for a reason. My problem is that I just don't have the patience to wait for the reason to show its face. It was so great to see Alice and Chris and Randizzle. I miss everyone so much.

New Years was pretty low key. Quick side note: Poor Dick Clark. That man is held together by duck tape! He's got to be nearly 200 years old now. Let the man retire! Any who, I love that Randi sang for us and that Chris ate ice while we were lighting fireworks. Thursday brought shopping trips and visits to the fam and Alice. All the friends loved Sam and he really clicked with Paul and Andrea. It was pretty cool. I really enjoyed the opportunity to go back to the Salt Lake temple. We got to see Elder Holland (I admit I was wrong. Sam knows what I mean). Love love love that place. That night and the following day were a little more tough. Details aren't necessary but that is where the faith comes in. (Zandra is sitting next to me and said "Tell your blog I said Hi!"). I tried to promise that things wouldn't change but I think that is somewhat unrealistic. Life changes. Every decision you made causes some sort of change. The real question is whether that change is for good or for bad.

I think no matter what happens it will be good. I have faith that God know what he is doing and I trust that he knows what I need more than I do. It seems like more of the same to me but I can't always see the end from the beginning. I'm not huge on resolutions but if I were I guess mine would all have to do with my personal and spiritual growth. I hope to have more patience and trust in God. I hope to daily improve on things like swearing, telling fiblets, and being over dramatic. I hope to be able to let down walls and let people into my life. I'm tired of holding things in and being alone. Its difficult to show that weakness and vulnerability but I think great things will come from admitting that I don't know all the answers and that I need help sometimes.

Sorry. This blog is really more for me than anyone else. I'll stop complaining now. Its been an interesting start and its going to be a great year!

More Christmas Photos

Christmas in Cali

Lets see. What were my favorite parts of Christmas? Well......
1. Teaching Gracie to say Dirty Pirate Hooker.
2. Getting caught trying to teach Gracie how to say Dirty Pirate Hooker.
3. The candle ceremony on Christmas Eve. The Pastor looked like a child molester. That was horrible. Hopefully no one reads this post.
4. Listening to Grace scream "Oh my Gah" after each present.
5. Watching Winnie the Pooh and Spongebob with Kobe.
6. Making Whibert laugh.
7. Walking 2 miles to go to Denny's in the middle of the night because the car broke down.
8. Having 5 days off work.
9. Coloring with Dianne while she told us about her deep penetrating love of Steven Segal.
10. Teaching Kobe how to give people wet willies.
Pretty much I'm the worst influence ever on children. If you need a babysitter let me know.

An Epic Post or Home Sickness. You Choose.

I am giving fair warning that this post is going to a polluted train of thought that only I will follow and fully understand. I guess the fun will be in the interpretation.

I have spent a great deal of this week reflecting on my current situation. The main questions being "Why am I in Vegas?" and "What can I be doing different to realize the answer to the first?" As some of you know. I never really intended to move to Vegas when I came down for the interview. The idea of a free vacation was just to good to pass up. Then once I got here it just felt like I needed to stay. It's hard to explain. The question in my mind was never if I would be offered the job but how I would make it work when it was offered. Poor Andrea had to suffer through my "What if I do it? What if I move to Vegas?" the whole weekend. I would have punched me in the face. (Thank you for not punching me in the face.)

So I typed the first part of this blog about two weeks ago. Alot of things have happened since then. I'm still reflecting on my reasons for being in Vegas. I went to Utah recently and had a fantastic time with all my friends there. It really made me think about the time I had spent in Salt Lake versus my time here in Vegas. Also, I went to the University and I realized how much I wanted to go to Grad school. I was really kind of dumb to not do it in the first place. I think I have a lot of decisions to make right now. Some of my New Years resolutions involve retaking the GRE and looking at Grad schools. I downloaded all the stuff for LSU again. I wonder if I can just call and have them reactivate my previous application?

I looked at UNLV but I just didn't see anything that fit into my "plan" but then what the hell is my plan? I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up. I have been thinking of getting a second bachelors in Chemistry or Biology and then going to grad school. I know I want to do something in Forensics so I probably should have originally gotten a degree in a hard science. I was just lazy.

So many other things are causing reflection right now. I'll try to keep everyone updated. I am working on a Christmas/New Year post and I've decided to borrow Andrea's idea of a 2008 wrap up and 2009 predictions blog. Something to look forward to.

Blogging in the Bathroom

I just realized how the title of this blog could be misleading. I am sitting on the counter in the bathroom because that happens to be where my computer speakers were packed away and I just was to lazy to move them to the living room. I'm just jammin waiting for David to get off work so that we can trek out to Henderson to see Zandra play. I got all glammed up and then found out that I had no one to go with. Luckily I remembered that if I was patient David would want to go. I was thinking about a few things that really bug me today. Since I'm bored I thought I'd share.

1. It really bothers me when people try to use Jesus as a personal reference on their job applications or in their interviews. There are some rules of hiring that can't be broken and no finding Jesus story will change that. If you were in jail for molesting a child and then found Jesus, I still can't hire you! Plus I hear alot of stories and excuses and lies when people want something (ie: a job). How do I really know that you have changed. It's not like I can call and verify that reference.

2. I have mentioned this one before but I saw it again today so it's fresh. I hate it when people take pictures on the strip (or anywhere actually) and they try to make it look candid by looking off to the side somewhere. First of all.. What the hell are you looking at? and second no one thinks that you were candidly caught completely alone (because there is always some one there blocking people from walking by and causing a traffic jam on the strip) looking to heaven in front of the Bellagio. It makes me wanna jump into there photo with a creepy stalker side eye. You know the one I'm talking about right Andrea?

3. I hate it when I tell people about my blog or they find it and then I have to stop complaining about them or try to be covert enough that they won't catch on. I'm not that good at disguising crap.

4. I hate it when I don't get what I want. Which is pretty bratty of me. I understand. I'm kinda pouting right now because of this one though. I'd tell everyone more about it but #3 is stopping me.

5. Oh oh. One more. It really bothers me when people make me feel stupid because I am not stupid. The back story on this one is kinda detailed. I had a boyfriend who had a special talent for this. I didn't realize how destructive it was to my self esteem at the time. I decided after that relationship that I wouldn't let people have that much control over how I felt about myself. I'm sorta battling that with a new friend of mine right now. The thing is that I am a mess sometimes and I have my faults but for the most part I'm pretty friggin amazing! I have a strong testimony of church and am doing all I can to be better everyday. I'm pretty hot if I do say so myself. Improvements could be made but I'm more comfortable in my skin than most. I have a plan of how I would like to see my life go and I'm diligently working on seeing that plan become a reality. It really bothers me when someone makes me doubt these things or makes me feel less than I am.

Cheese and Rice. I have no patience. Why isn't anyone here to go to Fado's yet? I've blogged long enough for someone to be here. Bah!

So now that there is a group around it's too late to go to Fado's. Sorry Z. I love you anyways.

Halloween (Possibly Better than Christmas)

It's hard to beat last years KAPS viewing party but this year involved much more attractive men so it's a close tie. Zandra was playing at a bar called Fado's Irish Pub (your welcome to Fado's for the free publicity) so I loaded up a few friends and headed down. Among the mix we had Minnie Mouse (me), Chip Lemue the 70's game show host (Sam Findley), Spanish Senorita (Bryn Davis), and a healing bruise (David Sanford). The music was awesome. Some of the costumes were skanky and I got a pretty hilarious strip tease from Chip. Then we headed to a party at a friends house. That was sorta anticlimatic after the club but the cops got called so it wasn't a complete bust. All in all it was a pretty fun night. Oh the cat in the one picture is Chip's sister Aimee. I brought the cat hat for her because I knew she would be all in black after teching for a show earlier in the day. She is a pretty amazing girl! Good times, good times.