Halloween

Well, I worked this morning, it was crazy! There are tons of people who wait till the last minnute to buy stuff.
Anyway, yesterday, matt and I bought some candy to give out, and then tonight, he wanted to shut the light off, and not have any trick o treaters. Scrooge! I called my mom and dad and complained, and they said what if everyone was like us, then WE wouldn't have even gotten candy when we were little.
I told Matt that I was turning the light on, and I must have had an edge, b/c he didn't say anything back.
The first kids we had were these cute little girls. Princesses and Mirmades! CUTE!
I can't wait to have a cute little kid. (But mabye for a few more years, I can hold out. :))

Not my kid, but whatever, its cute.

Pumpkin time!

I got a pumpkin for Matt and I to carve about a week ago, and since it is the day before Halloween, I figure we better carve it. I HATE actually carving it, and Matt hates digging out the guts, so I did the digging, and Matt, hehehe, is still carving it.
He asked me what disign I wanted, and I told him the wolf one. He is carving the skelleton one. Go figure. Why even ask? Oh well, I really didn't care. its just a pumpkin.
Kody kept eating everythig I was pulling out. . . seeds, guts, everything. He is going to be one fat puppy!

Ewww! Wet Dog!

Ok, so I woke up, went downstairs to eat breakfast, and ten minutes latter, Matt is comming down, he is wrapped in a towel, and so is his little golden retriver puppy. They both are soaking wet.
"What happened!?" I asked.
"I was talking a shower, and Kody (the dog,) wanted in!"
"And you let him in?"
"Yeah, he liked it!"
Just then the smell of wet dog hit me.
"Get him outside!"
"No! He will get all muddy."
Pull my hair out. It smelled soooo gross in my house, that I have been cooking very smelly meals all day to get rid of the icky oder. (I know that isn't how you spell it, but I don't care. We are talking about a perminant wet dog smell in my house!)

Just so people know,

Hey everyone,
Nanorhyno (or however you spell it) starts pretty soon, so get your writing gear out, dust off your computers, and look at Heather and I in last years Free Press! (Ok, so the last one gets ME excited, but you know) I am so excited to be writing again! I feel like I have lost my touch and need to dust off my writiers pen so to speak. I am sooooo going to write a novel this month! Watch me!

GJ!

I finally went home for the weekend. And get this: I drove myself! Thats right. Me. Never even drove half way, drove myself. I was just so sick and tiered of being away from my family and my friend (the whole one I have back in GJ) that I just told Matt that if it was good weather, I was going. And the weather couldn't have been better. I think God was watching over me, because I really needed to go home. I was so homesick. But now, things look better, and I think going home and getting comfy in my roots helped me alot. I don't know how you explain it.
When you go home, you just get a feeling of protection. Like when you get home from school, and you don't have to pretend anymore. You can just let your hair down and laugh when something is funny, be a bitch when you are grumpy, and sleep in without a dog whining in your ear!
Poor Squirt didn't want to come home! I told my mom if she wanted, I could leave him at her house till thanksgiving, but she said that he was my dog, and I would be lonely if I left him. I would have been, but poor squirt! It is so obvious that he liked being home! His tail was wagging non-stop, playing with Smokey, a dog that is actually his size, and my whole family loved him.

Guess what I did when I was home though? Canned Apple sauce! It was awsome. That is my favorite part of fall. Mom let me bring home two jars of it, so we can have homade apple sauce this winter.
It was so funny when I got out of my car. Lisa and Becca were both pulling weeds out front, then Becca looks up, she didn't smile, she just looked dumfounded. Then Lisa looked up, Squeeled "Hey!" and they both ran over. They were like, "when did you get here, where is matt, blah blah blah" Then we went inside where mom was talking on the phone, and she saw me, had the same, "I don't believe it" looks, and said, "Mom, I gotta go" hung up the phone, and gave me a hug. It was the best hug in the world.

Its official. I miss home. So much. I am tiered of living without my family. Matt says that he is my family now, and isn't he good enough, but in truth, no. I miss my mom and little sis most of all. My mom is always there, and my sis is always growing and changing. I miss all my friends who I could be myself around. All the people I know here are from work, so there is a certian level of myself I can be around, but that s it. I miss it so bad! It gets even worse when I can't go home b/c my hubby is "too busy to take me". (call me a chicken, but I won't drive when there is snow in the mountians. Scarry!)
I am going to have him move back when he is finnished w/school. (2 more years. . . eek!) I don't know if I can make it that long.

Sweet tidings

Well, it was a fun, whirlwind weekend. True, I had to work all weekend, closing, (ick!) but my family came down and stayed the night with me. I love it when they come down. They keep me so grounded and I feel so loved and myslef when they are around. We all went out for breakfast, but it was over too soon. They left, and the next time won't be till thanksgiving. Man!
My mom did bring me new curtians though! They are so pretty, and pull our whole living room together. Yay moms!
AND
My little sis, who Ive been trying to teach spanish too, has finally taken a class, and can speak it now. Yay!

The Price of happiness

Well, I have been back and forth upon learning a new language. Not actually learning it, persay, but buying the $700 materials in order to learn it. I really want to be fulent in a language, but it is so expensivee, and Im afraid that I don't have the time! I really think it would be soo cool to just start speaking another language, and the person you are with is like, "woah".
I also wanted to get a key board. I love Amy Lee from Evanescence! She has one of the best voices, and I want to sound just like her some day. So, $700 + $100 equals, with tax, probobly 1,000 big ones. Do I really want to spend that much? I am happy now, but I think I will be so much more satisfied if I get that language set. Is it worth it? Should I wait? I have no idea. Logic: I probobly should wait. Plus, Matt would be mad. We don't have the money to waist right now. Wanting/Engilsh passioate side: Buy it and be free! Do what you want to do!

Boys will be boys

Well, after Ray came over, my hubby and him stayed up till 3 in the morning. Take into acount that our puppy gets up at 4 or 5, and he is the one who has to get up with it, so he was pretty tiered.
And Grumpy.
After Ray left, he was a totall butt, and I told him that tonight, i would be taking care of the dog so he could sleep.
Well, now Im cranky!
Anyway, he was saying how we need to get a wii. No way! after that!? no thanks.

Wedding Pictures!

Cool Saying

If anyone is getting down on themselves, I found such a cool saying, that it has to be shared.

Weekend gone wacky

Well, I was supposed to be going back home, but the weather was really bad, and I didn't get off of work till late, so I am stuck here. It is not all bad though. Matt is being really sweet and cooking dinner for me at night, and his buddy Ray came over, who I like hanging out with.
Anyway, work is kind of stinky. I had to write some one up who I didn't even think was doing a bad job, but my boss said that I had to, so I basicly told the worker that the boss thought she was doing this wrong, and please correct it. I hope she doesn't hate me!
Although it is Sunday tomarrow, I don't think we will go to church. (Again. . . boo) Ray is spending the night, and Matt will probobly want to hand out with him in the morning. Hummm... I really want to find a cool, christian church to go to. There is one 15 miles from my house, but Im not sure that Im up for that. We will see!

Friends at last!

Well, I just got done with a hecktic, but fun day at work. I really love it there. But anyway, I met a friend there, and she invited my hubby and i to dinner. It was so much fun! We all sat around a fire, just talking. It was lovely, and it took my mind off alot of things. But I have to work at 6 am . . .AGAIN, tomarrow, so I am back bummed again.

Well, I just got offered to be one of the managers at the place that I have worked at since I was 16.....16! It is really great of them to offer, and my college degree would finally be worth something. But I don't know if I want it. Heck, I barely like my job NOW, and I am just the middle boss. I don't know. I don't think I will take it. It would be wonderful to get the extra cash and all, but I don't want to work that much. I want to be home. Well, for the most part. I guess it might get me out of dishes and dinner a few nights a week, but other than that, I don't know if I would like the responsibility of it. Humm...

Post-wedding depression

So, after a week of being married, most couples would be on a honymoon. Nope. Not us. Real life to attend to!!!
Perhaps that is what started it. It was too short lived. Everyone says that your wedding day is the best day of your life. The day you have imagined since you were little. And then, in one short night, it is gone. After all that planning, stressing, and anticipating, it is done.
It was like a fairytale. I had never been the center of attention before. It was the best thing to be the one everyone looked at and thought, "wow, she looks great." I felt like the perfect bride.
But all too soon, I was thrown back into reality. Where I had no one but my husband to look at me, and no one but myself to make me beautiful. Back to work, I was one of many, doing things my supiriors didn't want to. Pooh. If only I had something to strive for.