Thursday, February 28, 2008


So, I have a funny story that I thought I would share with ya'll. The other day I went to a star raising for my boyfriend's niece at make a wish. Just a little note, if you ever have the opportunity to go to the make a wish foundation building, I highly recommend it. It's really neat. Not that I hope any of you know someone that has a reason to go to make a wish. Maybe you could do some service there. Anyway....

So one of Sam's brothers recently had twins, a boy and a girl. (They are cute babies, for those of you that really know me and wanted to know my opinion on Sam's reletives.) Everytime I see him (the brother), he is holding the baby boy. So, jokingly I said to him, "Hey, Jacob. Which one of your children do you love more?" His reply, "Both. Which do you love more Sam or your missionary?"

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Where has February gone??

I must say that time does go faster the older you get. I know that when I was a kid months were not this short. Strange how that happens.

For some reason I don't feel like it's February. Perhaps that is because I took a sweet vacation at the end of totally jacked up my least when it comes to my sense of time. So, here are some ways this internal time change has screwed me over: One of my very good friends has a birthday in February. I was on the ball at one point and totally bought her a present at an after Christmas sale. Needless to say, her birthday came around and I totally forgot about it. I EVEN talked to her ON her birthday and did not say one thing to her about the fact that it was her birthday. For that I am deeply sorry. I hope she will forgive me for being so flaky. But wait, that's not the best part. I went to a party at her house this past weekend. We were discussing the day that she was down here (her birthday) and I said, "So were you down for some one's birthday in your family or was it just a big dinner?"
She so sweetly replies, "I was down for a birthday."
"Oh," i comment, "Who's birthday was it?"
She in turn gives me this look like I am the biggest idiot in the world...which I was. And then she says, "It was mine."
At this, I apologize profusely and repeatedly. Wow! I am retarded. That present I bought her was totally forgotten. Yeah, if you haven't had that experience, I highly recommend it. It was a good one!

Another friend's birthday is coming up and I almost did the exact same thing. Fortunately this recent experience was still weighing heavily on my mind and I was able to realize that this other birthday was nearly here. PHEW!!! That was a close one.

I am so excited for the spring, but to me it's like February was never here! Did I mention that I taught the Visiting Teaching message from January, thinking it was the right one? I basically rock!

My Obsession

Well, I must say there are many things that I am obsessed with in this life. But recently my obsession is "The Biggest Loser." That's right, folks, I am a sucker for that show. I can't really explain it. I used to love "American Idol" and watch it religiously, but that is no longer the case. I guess there is just something super appealing about watching overweight people work their butts off. It gives people like me hope. I mean, I'm not really overweight, but I could definitely lose a few pounds.

My family is more ways than one. Last year we had a sugar-free competition. We all went sugar free and whoever lasted the longest won some money from the rest of us. I must say, that sugar free is not the way for me. I did it for a couple of months, but as my closest friends and associates will verify, it makes me very grumpy to not eat sugar. What can I say? My body is addicted. This year we are having our very own biggest loser. Granted there are no requirements to weigh yourself publicly in spandex. I mean no one really wants to see that. But, we are having the challenge for about 5 months. At our first weigh-in I was in second place. Yeah, that was after the cruise where I gorged myself. I was proud.

Well, my show is on. I need to make it short. One more thing. If you do watch "The Biggest Loser," what is the deal with Jay's man-boobs??? Those are disgusting. If you have not had the pleasure of seeing those, I highly recommend that you get online and check those out. It's like a freak show. You want to look away, but something inside you won't let it happen. Enjoy!

Monday, February 25, 2008

The great catch-up

I've been receiving a lot of crap about my lack of blogging. It seems that I like to use my spare time in other ways than blogging. It's a lot harder than I initially thought to keep up on the great blog-off. I must pay my respects to the great bloggers of my know who you are. It's especially difficult when you go to work and you actually have to do something! What is that, anyway?!? Now if you'd like to see some interesting things, just walk down the halls of a high school. Here are my top three pet peeves I encounter 5 days a week:

1. Why, when there are two doors out of the school, does everyone insist on going out just one of them? It creates a great hold up where you are bound to get bumped into other people...yuck.

2. PDA...was high school like that when I was younger?

3. If you think the hallways are bad, the parking lot is worse. Teenage drivers in large masses...scary!

I really do like my job. It's great. And, believe it or not I like teenagers too. Of course, like any other job there are the ups and the downs. I can't complain though. I'm paid fairly well, I have benefits, and I get time to do my homework or read a good book. Life is good.

Red Tape

So, for all of you who don't know, I work in a high school. It's a dream. Really, I do like it. It's interesting going back to high school after being graduated for more years than I want to admit. I actually appreciate the classes (I am a sign language interpreter and so I attend a variety of classes), and retain more knowledge than I did as a student.

Some of my more difficult subjects are actually interesting to me now. For instance, I was in a government class and they were learning some new vocabulary words. One of which is red tape. Do you know what it means? Well, I'm going to explain by giving a real life example:

I recently bought a new car. I am going through the process of getting it insured. I actually have to grow up a little and get my own insurance policy. I know! Outrageous. I started by calling the insurance policy my parents use. I just wanted to get a price quote and then call other places to compare prices. Friday I called the company, around 11:30 in the morning. The agent I talked to, we'll call her Linda, said she would have to call me back with a quote. No big deal.

All day Friday I was expecting a call. I never received one. So, I called back Monday to see what the deal was. You may not know this, but it takes about two days to get an insurance quote when you are getting a new policy. Yeah, I didn't believe it either. Linda, tried to tell me that since I called late Friday afternoon they didn't have the chance to get a quote for me. After telling me some more lies, which made me feel like I was talking to a used car salesman, she said she would call back the next morning. It's a bit frustrating, but I decided to hold off on expressing my feelings to Linda. I'll see if she actually does call me tomorrow morning with a price quote. Linda, wherever you are, you better make sure you do call in the morning tomorrow. I can be pretty snotty when I want to be.

Friday, February 22, 2008

It's on!!!

Well, this is my first time blogging. Really the only reason I created this blog was to compete in the competition my friends are having. I am now a part of the great blog-off! Yeah. That's right folks. Perhaps I'll write something interesting when I have a bit more time.