I want a horse. I've wanted one ever since I was a wee little one when my brother would break the legs off my toy replicas of the beautiful creatures (I would secretly wish for a real one that would break his legs). And I have one lined up, all thanks to my FABULOUS aunt and uncle. Thing is, I never realized how stressful the whole process of finding a place to feed and board it would be. Or how much it costs. Geez.
Yet, somehow, I seem to have exhausted my resources as far as people I know who do this in my area... bugger. I really need to find my friend who pretty much has dropped off the face of the planet. I know she knows this stuff. Hannah, where the heck are you??
Oh well, I've got an interview set up for a second job tomorrow, so I can at least start saving money again. Talk about peace of mind. I have been SO stressed trying to live from paycheck to paycheck. I'm not cut out to be in debt or struggling financially... Speaking of the job interview, I'm super stoked about it! I've got a couple of friends who already work at this particular company and they both really like it. I'm really, really hoping it works out. I'll be crossing my fingers tomorrow...
I am so excited about Halloween, It's just around the corner! I got some awesome contacts for the occasion. I showed them to my little sister the other day and her response was, "Oh, of course you picked that pair." She was referring to the name (hellraiser), but that's totally not why I got them. I'll have to post a picture later, because they are fantabulous.
But hey, if I never do get the horse (which would be devastating), I'm sure the money will be put to good use. Such as my car, more fantastic colored contacts, feeding my MAC addiction or heck, maybe I could even afford to move out of my parent's house. That would be unspeakably fabulous.
As my family is constantly telling me, I suffer from the symptoms of BSOS. That's Bright Shiny Object Syndrome. However, my tale is not one of woe. Let's see if you can keep up...
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
De. Light. Ful.
Today has been one of those days where I feel like singing to everyone around me! (lucky for them, I have the good sense not to) It really could not have been more delightful.
Firstly, I was gifted a new piece for my wardrobe by my wonderfully amazing mother. Goodness, I really would like to sing praises to the world about this fabulous piece of fabric, but I feel like that's a little too much too soon. Either way, I'm ecstatic and my shoulders no longer ache.
Secondly, I have a car. It's a beautiful car and I'm madly in love with it, but as the world would have it, Caesar is my champagne car for my beer budget. (That's Caesar as in Julius Caesar. Not some mexican drug lord.) However, our different backgrounds will not keep us apart! I am willing to fight for this relationship. I want it to work. And apparently so does he. Ha ha the oil change that I had done for him today was only about $84! I was expecting something over $100, so I am Thrilled! (appropriate for the season, don't you think?) Tickled, even. We got some other great news today as well. He had me quite worried for awhile because his "check engine" light came on a little while back. Turns out the battery is just a little old. No biggie, that's an easy fix. Also, the camshaft is getting a touch dirty but nothing a few synthetic oil changes won't take care of. No big, serious problem that will eat up the next three months of my paychecks.
That's true love right there, that is.
Now I just need a great new pair of running shoes, an outfit to wear to Zumba, a cooperative insurance company and a few more months for my life to be complete. Well, and a major but that's just implied, right?
Like I said, today just couldn't get any better. (and you probably thought I was being sarcastic. Ha.)
Firstly, I was gifted a new piece for my wardrobe by my wonderfully amazing mother. Goodness, I really would like to sing praises to the world about this fabulous piece of fabric, but I feel like that's a little too much too soon. Either way, I'm ecstatic and my shoulders no longer ache.
Secondly, I have a car. It's a beautiful car and I'm madly in love with it, but as the world would have it, Caesar is my champagne car for my beer budget. (That's Caesar as in Julius Caesar. Not some mexican drug lord.) However, our different backgrounds will not keep us apart! I am willing to fight for this relationship. I want it to work. And apparently so does he. Ha ha the oil change that I had done for him today was only about $84! I was expecting something over $100, so I am Thrilled! (appropriate for the season, don't you think?) Tickled, even. We got some other great news today as well. He had me quite worried for awhile because his "check engine" light came on a little while back. Turns out the battery is just a little old. No biggie, that's an easy fix. Also, the camshaft is getting a touch dirty but nothing a few synthetic oil changes won't take care of. No big, serious problem that will eat up the next three months of my paychecks.
That's true love right there, that is.
Now I just need a great new pair of running shoes, an outfit to wear to Zumba, a cooperative insurance company and a few more months for my life to be complete. Well, and a major but that's just implied, right?
Like I said, today just couldn't get any better. (and you probably thought I was being sarcastic. Ha.)
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Addictive? I'd say yes. Definitely.
The question: what would life be without popsicles?
The answer: a dark, dismal abyss with no joy to be found. Zero fun, Sir.
Another night spent escaping the undead. Epic. Especially with a guest this evening. Welcome to the game Makayla, lovely having you.
Discovery: more zombies are WAY better than faster zombies. Us ladies could only outrun them for so long before the pain wasn't worth the loss of brains. And I don't care if it's dark, I'm not going to hold them... too much awkward for me. Nevertheless, more players definitely equals more fun. Although technically, all three of us should now be among the ranks of the undead. Eric's brains were devoured too.
Zombie Run followed by a necessary Popsicle Run. New flavor in stock today! Tangerine. Delicious. Go try them.
Stalker update (just in case you were wondering): Apparently he doesn't read my blog. Firstly, because he is still coming 'round work, and secondly, because he doesn't know I have one (Nor will he. Ever.). HOWEVER, there has been a somewhat entertaining development. Ever since The Boss called him out on having a bit of a crush on me and getting him all defensive, he now doesn't bother actually coming IN the store if he can see that I'm not there. At least, as far as the sister can tell. I wasn't there to witness this event or I'm sure he would have come in. Feel free to shudder with me at this point. *shudder*
Enough of that. Now on to contemplating what kind of epic speech topic I am going to use next week in my public speaking class... Joy! (but only because of the popsicles)
The answer: a dark, dismal abyss with no joy to be found. Zero fun, Sir.
Another night spent escaping the undead. Epic. Especially with a guest this evening. Welcome to the game Makayla, lovely having you.
Discovery: more zombies are WAY better than faster zombies. Us ladies could only outrun them for so long before the pain wasn't worth the loss of brains. And I don't care if it's dark, I'm not going to hold them... too much awkward for me. Nevertheless, more players definitely equals more fun. Although technically, all three of us should now be among the ranks of the undead. Eric's brains were devoured too.
Zombie Run followed by a necessary Popsicle Run. New flavor in stock today! Tangerine. Delicious. Go try them.
Stalker update (just in case you were wondering): Apparently he doesn't read my blog. Firstly, because he is still coming 'round work, and secondly, because he doesn't know I have one (Nor will he. Ever.). HOWEVER, there has been a somewhat entertaining development. Ever since The Boss called him out on having a bit of a crush on me and getting him all defensive, he now doesn't bother actually coming IN the store if he can see that I'm not there. At least, as far as the sister can tell. I wasn't there to witness this event or I'm sure he would have come in. Feel free to shudder with me at this point. *shudder*
Enough of that. Now on to contemplating what kind of epic speech topic I am going to use next week in my public speaking class... Joy! (but only because of the popsicles)
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
I don't think so...
I have a secret admirer. Except he's not really a secret. At all. In fact, he is quite the opposite. And I don't know what to do.
He's a very nice person, but I am so not even remotely interested. Even if he was super hot and had the greatest personality in the world, I wouldn't be interested. I had a terrible/unbelievably stupid summer and I have absolutely no desire whatsoever to even bother with men at this point in my life. I am happily single.
Thing is, this guy just won't quit. I mean, kudos/props/whatever for not giving up and all, but seriously. Enough is enough! Take a hint! I understand that may be a bit hard for some guys so I am going to spell it out for him, and everyone else.
Dude-
No, you may not have my number. No, I will not call you. No, I don't really want to go to dinner and a movie, and no, I already have a walk-in-the-park buddy who is pretty darn irreplaceable (see previous post. Ha.).
I feel bad about all of those "no's". Here's a yes or two: Yes, it is annoying when you come into my place of work and just kind of hover over me with nothing to say. Yes, I was very, very glad that I wasn't at work the last three times you have come in looking for me. Oh yes, Boss Lady and sister-in-law did tell me that you had come searching. While laughing at me, I might add. Boss got a particularly good laugh when you brought your friend into my place of work to check me out today. Heck, even the patient that Boss was helping knew what you were doing! When a complete stranger can see through you, saying things like "We'd just go as friends" isn't really gonna cut it...
Please. Please. Do me a favor, do yourself a favor. Just stop. You are more than welcome to come in and visit me or anyone else in the store, but only if you stop hitting on me and asking me out. However, if you really feel the need, you have my permission to hit on the Boss and the sister. Just as long as it's not me.
Thank you.
Now that I've got that off my chest, I had a revelation last night! I have figured out how to become famous and possibly make my first millions! Great news, eh?? And I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you... You'll just have to wait and see. Tangible excitement. That's what that feeling is, oh yes.
He's a very nice person, but I am so not even remotely interested. Even if he was super hot and had the greatest personality in the world, I wouldn't be interested. I had a terrible/unbelievably stupid summer and I have absolutely no desire whatsoever to even bother with men at this point in my life. I am happily single.
Thing is, this guy just won't quit. I mean, kudos/props/whatever for not giving up and all, but seriously. Enough is enough! Take a hint! I understand that may be a bit hard for some guys so I am going to spell it out for him, and everyone else.
Dude-
No, you may not have my number. No, I will not call you. No, I don't really want to go to dinner and a movie, and no, I already have a walk-in-the-park buddy who is pretty darn irreplaceable (see previous post. Ha.).
I feel bad about all of those "no's". Here's a yes or two: Yes, it is annoying when you come into my place of work and just kind of hover over me with nothing to say. Yes, I was very, very glad that I wasn't at work the last three times you have come in looking for me. Oh yes, Boss Lady and sister-in-law did tell me that you had come searching. While laughing at me, I might add. Boss got a particularly good laugh when you brought your friend into my place of work to check me out today. Heck, even the patient that Boss was helping knew what you were doing! When a complete stranger can see through you, saying things like "We'd just go as friends" isn't really gonna cut it...
Please. Please. Do me a favor, do yourself a favor. Just stop. You are more than welcome to come in and visit me or anyone else in the store, but only if you stop hitting on me and asking me out. However, if you really feel the need, you have my permission to hit on the Boss and the sister. Just as long as it's not me.
Thank you.
Now that I've got that off my chest, I had a revelation last night! I have figured out how to become famous and possibly make my first millions! Great news, eh?? And I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you... You'll just have to wait and see. Tangible excitement. That's what that feeling is, oh yes.
I now welcome the apocalypse.
I have this sort-of tradition with a friend of mine where we go on walks at the park track at night and talk. This is typically followed by a trip for delicious frozen yogurt. We strongly believe in re-consuming any and all of the calories we may have burned during our walk as soon as humanly possible. I love these walks! We have the greatest time creeping on people whose lights are on with their curtains open, searching, or rather sniffing out the mysterious grape cloud that seems to have a mind and will of it's own, moving other track patron's items after they toss them to the side and continue with their run (my personal favorite), and we have great conversations. I look forward to these almost-nightly adventures with great anticipation. However, as fabulous as our previous capers have been, I do believe that tonight takes the cake.
We spent a good chunk of the evening running away from zombies. I kid you not.
Now, I'm not the zombie fanatic in my family; that role was taken on and has been very well upkept by my older sister. I'm not into the whole zombie movie genre (like, at all), zombie video games, and I consider the zombie version of Pride & Prejudice to be completely and utterly unholy. That being said, I downloaded a zombie game onto my phone this evening.
Ha. By far the greatest app currently to be found on my phone! It taps into the GPS system on my phone and plots my location (very accurately, I might add. we're talking to the meter here.) on a map. I pick my destination and the game shows me where the zombies in my infested neighborhood are, and I get to determine the best route to avoid them and arrive at my safe spot, well, safely. I swear to you I have never had so much fun running aimlessly around my neighborhood. Or so it may have seemed. Little did those high school kids doing drugs on the park bench know that they were surrounded by brain-hungry zombies and we were just running and screaming to safety.
This is definitely going to become a regular activity.
We spent a good chunk of the evening running away from zombies. I kid you not.
Now, I'm not the zombie fanatic in my family; that role was taken on and has been very well upkept by my older sister. I'm not into the whole zombie movie genre (like, at all), zombie video games, and I consider the zombie version of Pride & Prejudice to be completely and utterly unholy. That being said, I downloaded a zombie game onto my phone this evening.
Ha. By far the greatest app currently to be found on my phone! It taps into the GPS system on my phone and plots my location (very accurately, I might add. we're talking to the meter here.) on a map. I pick my destination and the game shows me where the zombies in my infested neighborhood are, and I get to determine the best route to avoid them and arrive at my safe spot, well, safely. I swear to you I have never had so much fun running aimlessly around my neighborhood. Or so it may have seemed. Little did those high school kids doing drugs on the park bench know that they were surrounded by brain-hungry zombies and we were just running and screaming to safety.
This is definitely going to become a regular activity.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Double 10 Day All the Way
I love Double 10 Day and the fabulous chinese food that my family makes every year. Today was even more delightful because it was, in fact, Triple 10 Day. Only happens once every hundred years, so hooray for that! However, what I loved even more than the food and the rarity of the occasion were the people I shared it with. I absolutely adore my family! They really are my favorite people in the world. Brother and sister-in-law came over, and I love seeing them! (Especially brother, because I see Ali quite frequently at work. Because we work together.) Anyway, we had the greatest conversation after dinner, it started while we were all in the kitchen washing dishes and putting food away. Topic of the evening: dreams. More specifically, nightmares.
I wasn't aware of this, but it seems that my family member's dreams are just as vivid as mine. There are so many details in my dreams, and when I remember them, I remember every little thing. This is somewhat a blessing and a curse. A blessing when it is a good dream and I have fun when I retell the story. A curse when it is a nightmare and I wake up in a cold sweat, freaked out of my mind. Like last night. Basically, I watched a girl get bit and eaten alive by a ginormous snake. Woke up at about 3am with her red, tortured face in my mind's eye and her choked, gasping and wheezing breath ringing in my ears. Ha. Delightful experience, let me tell you. According to my little sister's interpretation of my dream, I'm the girl and Satan is the snake. So I feel like Satan is swallowing me whole...? Not quite sure about that one... So the majority of the rest of the evening was spent telling tales of flesh-eating demon babies and Canadian border police driving Hostess trucks. Again, I just love my family.
I treasure nights such as this, spent in laughter and happiness, and dread the days when they won't come as frequently.
I wasn't aware of this, but it seems that my family member's dreams are just as vivid as mine. There are so many details in my dreams, and when I remember them, I remember every little thing. This is somewhat a blessing and a curse. A blessing when it is a good dream and I have fun when I retell the story. A curse when it is a nightmare and I wake up in a cold sweat, freaked out of my mind. Like last night. Basically, I watched a girl get bit and eaten alive by a ginormous snake. Woke up at about 3am with her red, tortured face in my mind's eye and her choked, gasping and wheezing breath ringing in my ears. Ha. Delightful experience, let me tell you. According to my little sister's interpretation of my dream, I'm the girl and Satan is the snake. So I feel like Satan is swallowing me whole...? Not quite sure about that one... So the majority of the rest of the evening was spent telling tales of flesh-eating demon babies and Canadian border police driving Hostess trucks. Again, I just love my family.
I treasure nights such as this, spent in laughter and happiness, and dread the days when they won't come as frequently.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Rinse, Lather, Repeat.
Long day today. Work. Home. Work. I'm not really loving my life as a poor college student... it's not so fun. Definitly miss the days when I had money! Ah, but more of them will come. I'm sure of it.
However, long as the day was, I did manage to squeeze in a visit to Barnes & Noble. Two new books today! So, so exciting. Recommendations from my boss: The Help and The Gurnsey Literary and Potatoe Peel Pie Society. Finished up Blink (by Malcolm Gladwell, a MUST READ. Top 5 for sure!), then started on the potatoe book. Too soon to issue any sort of verdict, but there is a line in the book that I completely related to and made me excited to get to know this character. That quote is as follows: "That's what I love about reading: one tiny thing will interest you in a book, and that tiny thing will lead you onto another book, and another bit there will lead you onto a third book. It's geometrically progressive - all with no end in sight, and for no other reason than sheer enjoyment." How delightful! I feel a kindred spirit in this fictional character. (I love it when that happens, makes me feel very confident about my social health) I really do see no end in sight, I love reading far too much to give it up. What a fabulous ray of sunshine in my day.
Just remembered i forgot about a paper that was due yesterday... hmmm.... I should get on that. I have a feeling the fact that my professor also happens to be my cousin isn't going to save me on this one. Nor should it.
However, long as the day was, I did manage to squeeze in a visit to Barnes & Noble. Two new books today! So, so exciting. Recommendations from my boss: The Help and The Gurnsey Literary and Potatoe Peel Pie Society. Finished up Blink (by Malcolm Gladwell, a MUST READ. Top 5 for sure!), then started on the potatoe book. Too soon to issue any sort of verdict, but there is a line in the book that I completely related to and made me excited to get to know this character. That quote is as follows: "That's what I love about reading: one tiny thing will interest you in a book, and that tiny thing will lead you onto another book, and another bit there will lead you onto a third book. It's geometrically progressive - all with no end in sight, and for no other reason than sheer enjoyment." How delightful! I feel a kindred spirit in this fictional character. (I love it when that happens, makes me feel very confident about my social health) I really do see no end in sight, I love reading far too much to give it up. What a fabulous ray of sunshine in my day.
Just remembered i forgot about a paper that was due yesterday... hmmm.... I should get on that. I have a feeling the fact that my professor also happens to be my cousin isn't going to save me on this one. Nor should it.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Day One
I was told a few days ago that I needed to start a blog. Well here it is! My life as a whole is somewhat underwhelming. (don't worry, I'm working on that) However, there are many moments of tear-inducing humor, and I shall attempt to share them with you.
A few things about me to start things off:
I'm 21 years old. I am currently working as an optician in a Dr's office and attending school at UVU. I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. I constantly stab my fingers with the screwdrivers at work (not on purpose). I love cars! I am in the process of becoming an entrepreneur with three of my very best friends. I am going to Europe for a summer with my friends as graduation presents to ourselves. So, picking a major is kind of integral to that plan. If you have any suggestions, let me know.
Fun story, patient came in to work today wanting a cheap pair of glasses. She was totally crazy and really fun! We talked about hair products, books I'm currently reading, and my brother and sister-in-law's wedding that was last April (I work with the sister). Boss was out to lunch. I sold the lady two complete pairs of glasses and an extra frame for later. Ha. When my boss came back, patient told boss that she needed to get rid of me because I was getting rid of all her money. Boss said she was going to give me a raise. Loved it. New favorite patient!
A few things about me to start things off:
I'm 21 years old. I am currently working as an optician in a Dr's office and attending school at UVU. I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. I constantly stab my fingers with the screwdrivers at work (not on purpose). I love cars! I am in the process of becoming an entrepreneur with three of my very best friends. I am going to Europe for a summer with my friends as graduation presents to ourselves. So, picking a major is kind of integral to that plan. If you have any suggestions, let me know.
Fun story, patient came in to work today wanting a cheap pair of glasses. She was totally crazy and really fun! We talked about hair products, books I'm currently reading, and my brother and sister-in-law's wedding that was last April (I work with the sister). Boss was out to lunch. I sold the lady two complete pairs of glasses and an extra frame for later. Ha. When my boss came back, patient told boss that she needed to get rid of me because I was getting rid of all her money. Boss said she was going to give me a raise. Loved it. New favorite patient!
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