Dream

Had the weirdest dream last night. I drempt that someone I knew had twins, and didnt want both of them, so she gave one of them to me. It was so odd, but in the dream, I really wanted a baby, so I took it and we both went our seperate ways.
Next, my dream flashes to me carrying it around target, looking for a bottle and formula. I have no idea which nipple goes to which bottle, and I was starting to get freaked out, and the baby was looking at me like, "um, Im getting hungry here,". Finally, I just grabbed any nipple and bottle, shoved it together, (though it totally didn't go together,) and gave the baby the bottle. The delema didn't end there, though. In the bottle already was some chcolate milk. I didn't think I had time to clean it out, so I mixed the formula in it, and gave it to the baby. The whole time, the dream Megan was like, "I am a horrible mother! you dont give a baby chcolate milk!"
But dream baby didn't seem to mind, so I went with it.
Then Matt started snoring really loudly.

Whinning about work: proceed with discression

I need a new job.
I figure every one has bad days at work - that is unavoidable. But, there also comes a time in a person's career/current job, when you dread going in EVERY DAY. That, my friends, is when it is time to look for a new job. I have been going onto websites of libraries, National forset, division of wildlife, and even hospitals. (hey, I could answer phones.)
No one is hiering though!!! I know I should count my blessings that I actually have a job, but sheesh, I feel like it just drains me of all joy and happyness!
Maaaaaaaaaabye that was a bit over exaggerated.
I am just ready for a new job!!! New challenges!!!
Some of the jobs that were open pay almost half of what I am making now, and I am not even making that much!
I enjoy stuff too much to sacrifice. :)

Bro-eater

I know 16 year olds can eat, espicially boys, but dang! Nothing ever prepared me for when my brother in law, a heavyweight 16 year old, showed up at our house to spend Christmas vacation.
In one sitting, he ate 1 doughnut, 3 sausage biscuts from McDonnalds, and a lb. of Spagetti.
Worse than that?
After he eats all that, he sitts infront of the tv for hours, playing countless video games.
I cannot be too harsh on this aspect, because my husband plays them right along with him. So much so, I am starting to feel single. Up till 2 am, sleep, back up at 9 and right back in front of the tv! The only time they stop is to A. eat, or B. go to the bathroom.
The thing that set me over the edge was when he ate a plate of goodies that I had made for some neighbors for Christmas.
What, did he think that they were sitting there on a plate for him?? It was serane rapped for goodness sake!
Little pork-o.

Reflection

Wow, let me just say that.
I cannot believe it has only been a week since my life has been turned upside down.
It feels like I have lived 6 months in a week. Things are still shaky, new "surprises" getting thrown at me every 12 hours or so, but remarkably,
I still have faith.
It is impossible to explain how I am feeleing.
When we are not fighting and we are living like we did before everything happened, it feels so wonderful. I don't think I have ever been in love so much as I am then. Everything we do I am so grateful for, and nothing is as serious as it would be. The world feels as light as a feather.
But then he revieals a new "twist" in the plot, let us call it. It breaks my heart. I am confused, hurt, and angrier than I have ever been. I want to rip everything apart. Every picture that we have hanging, anything that we have ever bought together, I just want to throw it all away.
Then I feel so stupid, because who would put up with this much? Lying, cheating, STILL befriending?
I know if anyone could know exactlly what went on, they would be like, "Hey, what the heck are you still doing there?"

Hope.

I don't even know why.
I keep thinking, "ok, this is the last straw, the next thing, and Im gone!" but it never works that way.
Really, I think HE would have to get rid of ME.
Isn't that sad.
After all that was done, all the tears, I remain here. Intending to stay, but it is so hard.
I am just doing it, day by day. Hour by hour. fight by fight. I have to win, don't I? After fighting so hard.
It feels like the 100 year war.
I am just sooooo tiered. BUT I will still fight.
"Love Conqures all," as the Corithians say.

feelings

I feel stupid, so God damed stupid.
Someone breaks your heart,
your trust,
you are devistated.
Broken.
A part of you, a part that still hopes,
accepts apoligies and promises of a change,
but then, not even 24 hours latter,
the trust is broken again.
How could you? you ask
he was hoping too.
That I wouldn't find out,
that I wouldn't get mad again,
All bonds
of trust
Broken.

*Sigh*

Just as my hopes and dreams were comming to a realization, down they go.
I was going to go meet with the director for ESL programs, and he wasn't there!!!
I feel like such a dweeb. I really wanted to go, got all pretty, and nothing came of it. I have e mailed him, and want a firm, concreate apointment.
Secondly, someone has been "gmail" (I have no idea what that is, I think its like IM) some girl. He didn't minimize it the first time I saw it, but when I came down latter, he quick flipped to another screen.
Not to sound paranoid, she is in his class and everything, but geeze!!!
Today is rough!

Trip

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The easiest way to a mans heart

I was working my night shift tonight, and on my lunch, I bought groceries.
When I got home, I was putting them away when I noticed that a whole jar of salsa was gone, and the wrapper of a super-size bag of twizlers was on the sofa.
Disbelievingly, I asked Matt, and shockingly, this is what it was:
That is what he had for dinner.
When I asked him why, he said, "Well, nothing was cooked!"
ok, I think that he would starve (or survive on icky salsa,) if I didn't cook.
Eeeeww . . . . I keep thinking about it. . . . a WHOLE can of salsa . . . GONE!!!

whoo-hoo!

Just wanted to share with everyone, I rock at spanish.
Last night at work, we were all back having a meeting, and over the walkie, someone asks if there is anyone who speaks spanish. My boss turns to me, and says, "go over to electronics and help them out." and tells the person on the walkie that I am on my way over. I was protesting like crazy that I don't know spanish very well, and I haven't taken it for 3 years, but it didn't seem to matter.
As I walked over, I took my time, secretly hoping that whoever it was would get tiered of waiting and leave.
Oh not so.
I got there, and the two guys were like, "hablas espanol?"
"Un poco," I replied.
He started saying what he needed, and here is the crazy part: I understood him.
I caught the words "cell phone" and "free minnutes", so I put it together that he wanted a phone with somekind of free minutes.
It was sooo cool that I understood him, and he seemed appreciative that someone in the store understood him also.
BUT IT DOESNT END HERE!!!
Today in jewelry, I went over to help a guest, who, lo and behold, didn't speak english.
BUT AGAIN, I UNDERSTOOD!
She asked me what size the ring was, asked if she could look at a pair of earings, ect. I was doing really well until her husband asked me the same "hablas espanol" question.
Same answer.
Well, I must have been doing pretty good, because she started rattiling off, asking (I think,) what kind of metel the jewelry was made out of. I have no idea how to say "it is silver with a top layer of gold plating," so I just shrugged and told her I was sorry.
Do you think this is Gods way of telling me that my carreer is based in spanish? It felt so good to know that I could help out, and speak a language no one else in the store knows, to open up a new door of service to people. *sigh* I felt very blessed and inspired that I had those people for guests.

Live, from Washington

I had a good week so far!!!
Yesterday we went out on the lake to khiak, (I think that is how you spell it,) and today we took the ferry over to the San Juan islands. It was so beautiful and peaceful there, I wanted to stay there forever. We saw a lighthouse that was on the edge of a rocky bank, and it was so cool that I took atleast 10 pictures. :) I will have to upload them latter.
As we were comming back on the ferry, I saw the most beautiful sunset. It was setting behind the mountians and was reflecting an orange/red hue, creating the sensation that the whole mountain was on fire and casting it brilliantly into the ocean. A picture could never capture it, so I won't even try with this one.
We went to lots of little shops, and I got some new cookie cutters!!! They are in the shape of a lighthouse, teapot, and a dolphin! So cool. I can't wait to make cookies out of them!

The "thank you for doing our plumming" pie

When shit happens, friends and family are there. . . but why did I have to be on both ends?

If you are eating, stop. Or if you are about to eat, it would be a wise decision to postpone this post.
Last night I learned something about our house:
ALL the water lines are connected.
I was upstairs making dinner, when Matt came up and told me:
"You won't believe what happened."
"What?" I say
"When I flushed the toilet, it came back up through the shower drain!"
The reason he knows, is because he was taking a dump - if it were the other, I doubt he would have noticed.
So imagine THAT comming up the drain.
Yeah, that is what I had to deal with.
We then proceeded to argue about who should clean it up, and he then anounced he had to go to work.
I got mad. That is all I will say.(Hello! He left me a plie of poop to clean up!)

I called my parents, and they said to call an old plumer friend, who, luckly lives up the street. I told them (red faced) what happened, and he said that he would be right over.
It was kind of like going to the gynocologist: I had to remind myself that he had seen these things before, and it was no big deal that he was wallowing around in our waste. . . EWWWW! Even NOW it disgusts me!!! (I was still really emarassed though.)
He had a huge snake that he used to fix it, and then he gave me a break, and only charged me $100.
I said thank you the whole time he was backing out of the driveway.
I was just starting to clean up, when I heard the doorbell ring.
It was his wife, comming to return the check. I argued with her for a long time, saying that was his job, and he most definetly should get paid for wallowing around in unpleasentness.
She told me that is what friends are for, it only took him 15 min., and that she remembers what it was like starting out, and knew we could use the money for something else.
Makes me a little wet in the eye to know there are still people like that. :)
I still plan on getting them a gift card, and baking them a peach pie, just as a thank you.
(I hope the husband wasn't mad that she made him give it back!!!)

The funniest sheldon ever . . . about pugs!!!

Inspiring Song

Dental Drama

Ok, if you want to see me cry, take me to the dentist.
My poor mom knows this more than anybody, I think. :)
I had my first cavity in a couple years filled today. I was dreading it, but being a mature, worldly girl that I am, I figure that I had grown out of my fear.
Ohhhh, so not so.
I was sitting back in the chair, and BAM! He didn't even warn me! One minnute he was numbing my gum with that vasiline stuff, the next I feel a prick and open my eyes to a saringe in my mouth!!! AHHH!!!!
After he was done, I told him he was tricky. That seemed to make his day.
Bastard.
Then, he LEFT me to go talk to some old lady who wanted every dark spot on her x-ray explained.
So there I was ,FREAKING out, slowly loosing feeling in my gum, and I don't know what hit me, but I started to cry.
Luckly, no one was around me.
However, when he came back in and started drilling, I started right back up again. After about a minnute, he stopped the drill, and told me I had to be still. That I was "shaking like a leaf," he called it. Well, it was scarry!!!
Then he had this vibrating thing he used before he filled the cavity, and then WHILE he was filling it, my other tooth had this "tooth trap" around it,and it was pinching my gum!!! Poor teeth. I bet it will hurt once the numbness wears off.
In the mean time, I can't eat till I can feel everything again, and I am hungry!!!

Puppy fun

Doesn't he look cute?!?! My little bummble bee!


Kody was a ladybug. . .



Matt thought it would be funny if he was a BLIND ladybug. . . I don't think Kody liked it!



Ok, I know it is upside down, but I was taking it with my left hand! It kept getting in the way!!!


Squirt is always miserable when I first put a costume on him. It is so funny to see him standing there and glaring. :P

A New grip

Since I moved here, I haven't really found a church that I connect with, so I have been listining to alot of christian music. I suggest "East to west" by casting crowns, and "Motions" by Matthew West. Both very good! I feel closer to God when I listen to these songs, and if I am having a bad day, they just seem to calm me down. I found this picture and I thought it was so cute and funny!!! Enjoy this picture, and if you go and check out those songs, let me know what you think!

Just a little Harry . . . Potter that is.

I just got done seeing Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. Although it left out a few parts, I felt like it did a pretty good job on getting the key points in there.
A few I would like to have seen are:
The combat between good guys vs. bad guys . . . that is half the fun!
The part where "Flem", um, you know, Flur deCore (or whatever her last name is,) is staying at the Weasleys.
More memories!!! (Toms mother, Tom applying for the position of Dark Arts teacher . . . that would explain why no one has ever held a job for more than a year.)

One thing I liked that wasn't in the book was when Harry and Ginny were chasing after Belatrax in the hay feild. I liked it. Gave the movie tempo.

I just gotta say, . . I LOVE the people who play Lavander and Luna. Must have something to do with the "L's" They are hillarious.

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Huzzah for the rennesance!

So everyone, my weekend was pretty great. I bearly thought about work, my in-laws came, stocking my fridge (and belly!) with food, my little sis was here, and we all went to the renissance fesitval! There were the best ladies there called the "washing wenches". It was the best show I have ever seen. Of coarse, there were old favorites, such as "Puke and Snot", the jousting tournament, a rock band of bagpipes, and many friendly lords and ladies! We saw many vendors there, all selling fun goods. We saw from hats, to costumes, to huge turkey legs that you could carry around, eating like a person back in the day!!!
It was so much fun!
Sutton, (my step-mother-in-law,) my little sister, and I all went. My little sis didn't think that she would have fun, but I think that she is the one that had the best time! It is always so much fun to be surprised!!!
We were just leaving the fair, and it started pouring!!! We got drenched, and to make it even more hectic, we forgot where we parked. :P hehehe.
We got even more wet.
It was soooo much fun though. I got a cool hat, and I am deffenitly going to dress up next year. I had garb, but I didn't WEAR IT!!! Geeze, I wish I did!!! Oh well, DEFEINETLY next year.

Somebody, give me a direction

I believe that the Lord will give me a direction and a purpose in life, but I can't help but wonder what it will be, and will it be soon?
I have worked the same job now for eight years. I am comfortable there. But I always want to expand myself in some way.
Sometimes, I want to be an ESL teacher, so I study spanish hard for mabye a month, and then my ambition dissapears. I don't know what happens, but I suddenly am unmotivated.
Next, I wanted to be a physical instructor. I worked out, running every day, but that quickly got old as well.
Now, I just have no goals, no ambitions of what I want to do, and THAT is frustrating me.
I really like to have a goal, something to aim for, to give me hope.
Reading my diary the other night, I am amazed that just a few years ago, I wanted to travel the world, be in the peace core, and do all this crazy shit that I can't even imagine doing now.
I couldn't even do our Church's trip to Mexico for a week to build a house for a poor family. Forget about traveling the golbe, man!!! I'll stay home with my dog, cooking bannana bread, thank you very much!
I still would love to help people, but it seems the older I get, the more jaded I think people are. Harsh lessons in life, man. I really like to see the good in people, and with everyone I KNOW, I always view them for their best, but if a compleate stranger was walking towards me, I would think, eek! don't bother me!
I totally freak out, and assume the worst.
I am having trouble identifying what would be a good fit. I want a career, not just a job. I want something I am passonite about, something that I won't be ashamed of saying that I do for a living.
Help me, God, show me the light.

At the lake

Yesterday was so much fun!!!
Matt and I both had the day off, so we went and did a whole lot of fun-ness!
When we first got up, my parents were still there, so Matt made omletts for fathers day. Then I gave dad his present, (coffee, thermos, and a picture flip thingy,)and they left shortly after.
Dad loved his present, but he wanted to get home to buy his own. An ATV!!!! Congratulations dad!!!
After they left, Matt and I loaded Squirt and Kody up, and took them down to the lake. It was so beautiful! It was overcast, so it wasn't too hot, and the flowers were blooming, no one was out because of the overlying threat of rain clouds, so we had the whole lake to ourselves. \
Kody tried to get some prarie dogs, but failed miserably.
I wouldn't let Squirt go, because he is the exact size of a prarie dog, and I don't know who would come out victorious; Squirt or the prarie dog. :)
After we got home, we went to a huge garden center that had so many cool statues, huge baskets of flowers, and plants, I wanted to stay there forever!!! Get my O2 on!!!
It was one of the best days here so far; a day of exploring and discovering, all with people and pets that I love.
Enjoy the video of our day!!!

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Love Story

mini meltdown, just not yet

Starting tomarrow, I will have 7 extra people in my house. AHHHH!!!!
Matt's dad, stepmom, and three brothers are comming down tomarrow, and then my mom and Becca are comming down Friday. EEEK!!!
*Breath*
And I have to feed all of them!!!
I was goign to make just some soup, but after I called and talked with his stepmom, she said that they would eat in Eagle, and then pick up more sandwiches to have at dinner!!!
Geeze, boys are pigs!
Mabye not, but they sure do eat alot more than girls!!!
I will be like the wicked old witch in Hanzel and Grettle; Glaring at all the kids while they eat me out of house and home.
Atleast they are bringing some stuff, both my mom and his parents.
Crazy!
Wish me luck, and send me your prayers!!!
Meg

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My run in with the law

Ok, settle down. It isn''t as bad as you think. But I did runaway from a PD!!!
I was taking my two dogs for a walk to our neighborhood park. At the park, there is a dirt path that circles around an elevated basketball court.
I usually let my dogs go here. I can see if there is other people, dogs, ect., and since there wasn't anyone around, I let them go. I was walking after them, and I hear a truck come up behind me. It was one of the park matanince trucks. I really didn't think anything of it, but then he started to follow me up the hill to the basket ball court, where my dogs were waiting for me.
Once I got on top of the basketball court, he turned around, and promptly left.
Riiight. Ok, whatever. Weirdo.
I am running around with my dogs, having a good ol time, then, . . . not five minnutes latter, a police car pulls up.
Since I am the only one here, and it is illegal for a dog to be off leash, the only assumption left was he was there for yours truly.
He sat there, watching and waiting.
Inturuption for just a minnute.
The park that I was at, from the front, it only looks like you can come up and down one way. The dirt path goes up to the court, and all else is surrounded by tall grass and weeds.
However, what I knew and the cop did not, that is if you trace along the fenced in park, there is a back way that exits out onto the street.
I took the dogs down that path, and man, I was running!!!
I heard seirnes behind me and I speed up.
I darted up the closest side streets, and ran all the way to my house.
That, ladies and gentlemen, is my reble story.

Whine

I hate my job!!!! I hate the people, I hate the customers, I hate Target!!!!!
Most of the people there listen to me, and tell me Im a really good boss, but there are, like, three people who make working there a living Hell.
They just sit around and complain about work, complain about each other, and when I try to get them to work, they complain about me!!! It does no good talking to them or writing them up, because all they do is whine, argue, and complain, and then they are back to where they were before. So, I ask myself: Is it really worth it to get them in trouble, when they just resort back to the same old thing??? NO!
Especially since my store doesn't fire anybody, and everyone there gets, like, a zillion and a half chances!!!
It just makes me feel crappy because I cant control these few people. Although they are 1/16th of the people who I am in charge of, they make me feel like a horrible boss and a looser.
I have to remind myself of all the good things outside of work. Matt, outdoors, Squirt, Heather, Sisters, Mom, Dad, . . . .
But lately, one person inparticular has been driving me nuts!!!
The boss asked as a favor if I could switch my schedual around, (someone quit) and I think I will just so I have the least needed contact with this girl!!!!
Stupid whore.
Shes just one person, making my day feel like crap.

my new hair do

I took a picture every day for a week, wearing my new short hair in different ways. What do you think?!?!

If this is what having a kid is like, watchout

My poor little Squirt had to have a hair cut today.
For those of you who do not have schnawsers, they get hair growing on the inside of their ears, and it has to be pulled out every once and a while. Kind of like tweezing your eyebrows, except for the ears. It just has to be done. Also, they need their privates shaved b/c otherwise they are running around the house with poop stuck to their rear ends. Then it ends up on the carpet, feet, . . . well, you get the point.
I dropped him off at Petco today, and geeze, I almost took him back home! The people there are weird!!! The one girl, (the one who had Squirt of coarse,) looked like she had just gotten out of prision. EEEK! She had those grey-colored tattoos everywhere, including on her face. (!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Poor squirt was putting on the breaks when she pulled him into cut him.
I am now waiting for a call so that I can pick him up.
I hope he didn't loose an eyeball or anything!!!
M

Bridal disaster

I got married last September, and my dress has been sealed, pressed, and never opened until this very evning.


I watched "Bridal Wars", and they were talking about the "perfect" dress, and how it was what made a wedding.


Well, those of you who were at my wedding know I didn't like my dress, but I was running out of time, and I had been to every dress store in my small local town. (there is about 4 shops there,)


I picked this one.

It looked ok, but I really didn't have that "oh my God, this is the dress!" feeling about it. I thought it made me look a bit heavy, and it wasn't the least of what I had in mind for a wedding dress.

However, after I watched the movie and listened to them talk about dresses and what not, I thought mabye I was too hard on my poor dress.

I went upstairs, undid all the fancy schmancy box do-ups, and out came my dress.

I tried to slip it over my head, but the corset was too tight. I loosened it up a bit, and tried again.

No luck, but I was sooooooooo close, I was convinced that I could squeeze my way up into it.

How wrong I was.

I was stuck in the middle! I couldn't see out of it, I couldn't see my feet, nothing! My arms were swaying above my head like I was praising the Lord, or something. I tried so hard to get out of it, because I didn't want to wake Matt, but after five minnutes of sweating, hustling and bustling, I gave in.

I opened our bedroom door and went in. Matt was sprawled out on the bed as I went over to his side.

"Hey, Matt? Honey?" I whispered. In truth, I was afraid of what he woud say.

And then it hit me.

It was sooooo funny! Here he is, trying to get a good nights rest, and up comes his bumbling wife in her wedding dress, half sticking out of it, begging to be released.

So, as he awoke, I asked him (as I was in histarics) if he could help me.

"Meg!" he groaned.

oh well. He pulled and pulled - I didn't think he would be able to get it - but it finally came off!

I really wanted to prove myself wrong about the dress, but I hate it more than ever now.

stinky bathroom - makes me feel so uncordinated with the crafty!

Ok, so I was trying to re-do my bathroom, take down icky border, a 70's mirror, and upgrade it.
I painted the walls a light green, and was going to paint, with help of a stencil, a vine around the top.
However, things didn't go according to plan, of coarse.
I tested the stencil on a couple of spare cardboard peices, and it worked fine. But when I did my bathroom, it smeared, dripped, and woudn't stay taped on! Sooooooooooo anoying!!!
Any ideas for stencil? Better yet, how do you paint over dark paint with light paint?
Uhhhh.

Baby Talk

So, big milestone here: Matt is talking about baby stuff!
He was saying how he wanted a boy, but then he started saying what girl names he likes.
Although I am turned off by all his names, (Mia? Really?!?!) he is starting to think about babies. Hurrah!
However, he still doesn't admit it to anyone.
When I was telling my neighbors about how I was saying to Matt how we could turn the spare bedroom into a Nursury, he rolled his eyes and shook his head.
So, note to me, don't let the public know that he actually wants a baby. He has to maintain his manly-whateverness.
My neighbor then proceeded to give me warnings about having a child, (whom, which I might add, has never had a kid,) to not have it on a whim. She said to think about our dog, and multiply that by ten. "That will make you re-think it!" She said.
Ok, that may be. My dogs are alot of work, and you have no time for yourself because they are constintly wanting to be around you, but who cares. They love you so much, and are so excited to see you!!!
I LOVE THAT!!!
However, one does have to be utterly selfless, giving yourself compleatly over to your childs whims and needs. THEIR priority comes first.
I don't have a problem with that, but there is still so much I want to do! So many places to go!
I can't wait, and when it happens it happens, but I really want to see where the next year takes me. I really wanted to persue a career in exercize, and I can do that next spring when Matt graduates.
GOD
Its hard staying in retail when you know you could be doing better things with your time.
Pooh.

Things that will make you happy

Ok, so I don't know how to post videos like other people on blogs, but here are some way fun things to watch on youtube!
1. No life without wife - makes your day uber great if you have a boy who is being stupid.

2. Just can't wait to be King - I watched that movie every day for a year - you did too, dont deny it!

3. Go to a bookstore and pick up a copy of "Bottoms up". It is by the same guy who wrote the "blue day book", but it is better.

Another book worth checking out is a book called "Dog". It has little slide outs, and even a dog that pees! Sooooo funny. (They have it at target (:

Here is the fun! Have a good time!

i live in a cave

So, being a busy twenty-something year old, I do not watch the news as I regularly should. I watch my dvds of Girls Next Door, The Tudors, or just spend my time reading.
We do infact have cable, but there is so much junk on tv that I don't waste my time trying to watch or find something to watch on it.
So, it came as a shock to me when people were talking about the "swine epedemic" at work today. I asked what they were talking about, and they were like, "do you live in a cave? Where have you been?! Its been all over the news!"
Well, I must either live in a cave or be reeeeeeeeeeealy busy because I had no idea what they were talking about.
As it turns out, there is a flu going around that people are getting panicky about. Yes, hundreds may have died, but were they healthy? Old? Already sick?
It seems like we have a decent armogedon scare every coulple of years where a new virus is found, and people think it will wipe out humanity.
First it was the bird flu.
Then west nile virus.
Then, PEANUT BUTTER! DUN DUN DUUUUUUNJ!!!!!!
ok, just kidding on the last part, but seriously, new straines are descovered all the time. We can't keep getting worked up over all of them!

Missing Camera!

Ok, so my parents came down this weekend to help me redo the bathroom. It looks awsome so far! We only have the light green paint up, so I still have to find a stincil and stincil around some vines in a darker green color. No one can hardly tell it is green. Everyone still thinks it's white but me! I think once I get the border up, it will really be a cool, calming bathroom. :P
My mom and I also trimmed my rose bushes, (half of which were dead,) and they look alot better! Not so gangly anymore.
However, all of this is irrelivent because I can't find my camera! I know it is here somewhere, but since I cleaned, I can't find anything!
Boo.
I had pics of the bathroom and the new/improved roses.
Promise to post on a latter blog.

Frustration at 6am

Yes, it is 6am. I have been up since 5am. For those of you, that is still night time. One should be sleeping. Was I? No. I was letting Matt's stupid dog out because he refused to get out of bed, or even acknoledge he heard the dumb thing.
When I went out of our bedroom to let him out, the mutt was holding something in his mouth. What was it?
MY water bottle from my water bottle holder that I had just gotten from REI. I was so mad, I spanked him, sent him out side, and huffed back up to bed.
Did my husband ask me what was wrong?
No.
And belive me, he could definitly hear me. It is not that big of a house.
So, I was really mad, breathing heavily, and after a couple of minnutes, Matt goes, "ack, ack," (you know, when a child doesn't get his way?) and asks, "can't you be quiet??"
Ok, if there are any men reading this, never ask this if you know your wife is upset.
I told him "Your dog chewed up my water bottle thing!'
Did I get sympathy?
No.
I see a reocurring pattern here.
He said that I knew better and shouldn't have left it on the floor.
Unbelievable.
HIS dog did something, and I get blamed for it.
So, I tried to go back to sleep, (at this time, it is still 5 freaking thirty,) but I was so mad, (and still am,) that I decided to get up.
Only then did I realize that our dog didn't stop at my poor waterbottle. He got into our T.P. supply, chewed that all up, and it was laying all over the living room like snow on christmas.
I refuse to clean that up.
I hate that dog, and what's worse?
He's making me get rid of my dog because he is submissive.
Riiiiiight.
That makes since.
If anyone wants a golden retirever, please, let me know.

Walpaper Medly

My parents come down on Fri., and we decided that we would redo the bathroom. It is a little, white bathroom with a rose border. After carful consideration, we are going to paint it a light green with a dark green vine stencil around the top. Yay green~!!!
However, before they get here, it was required that the walpaper border was torn down, and the bathroom was paint-ready.
WHAT A PAIN!!! those of you who are up for doing a room, NEVER put ANY wall paper up EVER!!!
It took all night, (Matt helped, then it went faster,) and I have no fingernails left!!! AHHHH!!!!
BUT,
It is ready!
However, I am now left with a very boring, blindingly white bathroom till Saturday. Boo. How boring.

New!

So, after a helpful suggestion from my dearest friend, Heather, I have decided to post something that I am proud that I have done every day. Something that I took a risk or innitiative on. Those of you who know me, this is a big step! It will help me be more coragious!!! Hurrah!

Don't watch this if you have a "comfy" zone

Matt and I just watched "Yes Man" with Jim Carry. It was ok, but it was one of those movies that make you wonder if you are really living life to the fullest, and make you feel sad if you are not. I was the latter part. I got really moody. Poor Matt had to deal with me after that.

why on your days off?

Why on your days off is it never restful? It seems like those are the days that your dogs will not let you go back to sleep. Or you have so much shit to do, it doesn't even seem like a day off at all. Or so much stress, that you just want to go back to work, and have everything in order again. (not that things are ever in order at work, but atleast you don't have everything on the line there.
Sigh.
Just stressful.
I hate being like this, b/c this is when I miss home the most. I called my mom, whined, and after a "I hope your day goes better," I hung up still feeling smug.
To add to the wonders of the day, Matt wants to give my dog back.
We had him as a puppy, then gave him to our parents b/c matt didn't like him. Well, I really missed him, so we decided to try it again. Nope. No luck. How come it is ok for me to give up my dog b/c he hates it, but he wont give up his dog when I hate it? I love him dearly, but with dogs, we just don't see eye to eye.

Congragulations Lisa!!!

So, my little sis, aspiring to be me, (j/k) has gotten into the nursing program!!! Well done!!
For all of you who live in my home town, be sure to give her a hug and a congrats for me. She worked really hard to get in, and now she will have to work really hard to get out, but I have so much faith in her, its ridiculous. Yay Lisa! Way to stick with it and prove that you can do it by working your butt off!!!

Life plan

Ok, for those of you who have been with me through my crazy self-identification process, here it goes:
In one year, Matt will be done with school. Graduated, thank you very much!!!
In that time, I can start looking for a job as an exercise instructor. (pump those arms, ladies!!!)
I will work that for 1-2 years, then start trying to have a baby.
Then, while I am prego, I will get my spanish/teaching degree and be an ESL teacher.
When the kid is old enough to go back to school, that is when I will start work again too.
I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE MY LITTLE BABY ALONE!!! So, I will wait till they are old enough to go to school, and that is when I will be gone too. We will be home at the exact same time, so it will be perfect b/c I wont miss out on anything!!!
YAY!
Watch God throw a stick in the plan and knock me up now.
har har har. . . .

My cutie fruity!!!

So when we were in Vegas, they had all these cute little desserts for us. One of Matt's favorites was these little fruit tarts. They are a mini pie cruts, filled with vanilla pudding, and topped with fruit. I was essentially board yesterday, so I decided to brave the difficult and try them!!!

What do you think? Cute, huh? They were so good, so cute, and Matt was so suprised when he got home from school.

The new me~!

Well, I dyed my hair! Here is my last day as a blond. *snif* Im going to miss those days.





Tada! Here is my new improved hair! Actually, it is just my normal, "natural" hair color.

Everything went ok except the hairdresser kept trying to de-ear me. I told him I had some earings in the top of my ear, and he said, ok, Ill watch out for them. Ha. Yeah right.

THEY GOT STUCK IN HIS COMB!!!

Pooh.

What do you think?

(If I don't get any responses, Im going to feel ugly. :(

what a day

Someone I work with is totally crazy. I called and asked what zone she wanted me and the team to do since she was closing and it would affect her the most. She said if I could put one person in every area and have them fold tables, that would be a big help.
Ok, did it.
Done.
The girls came up and told me they were done. The person heard this, and beconed me over, saying they couldn't possibly be done. I said I would walk it to be sure, but I was pretty sure it was done. She said that it wasn't fair, and that we didn't do anything, and this doesn't help her out at all.
Oooo Kay, well, that just made me want to help her sooooo much more.
My team was already working abandon, but over the walkie, so she couldn't resond without being a bitch, I asked all my team to clean up the store, and put abandon away.
Well, that lasted a whole ten minutes.
Now, over the walkie, she was taking my team, person by person, and having them do HER work for her. What was she doing? Probobly complaining to a higher up person how awful we were, ect. ect.
WHATEVER.
A new realization though, it doesn't really bother me. These people are all the same. Always complaining about someone, never wanting to enjoy the day. I don't really care if he hates her, or if someone hates me, because they are so filled with hatred, it spues over onto people who don't deserve it.
Let them talk, let them chatter,
But all in all,
What does it matter?
(See? I made a poem :P)

Here are our Honeymoon Pics!!!

Not everything in Vegas was city-like!

Matt and I in Paris . . . Ooooh, how romantic!

Yup, Im with Johnny Depp. Is that how you spell his name?

And Heff . . .

And Harrison Ford! I prefer to think of him as Indy!

Me as a James Bond girl. :)

My goddess side.

At Excallaber . . . giving my V for Vegas!

At our hotel with my sweetie!

My little dessert that was soooo cute!~

Us right before we left

At Ceasers Palace

Viva Las Vegas!

Happy St. Patricks Day!

For the first time, I can say that I am Irish! Kind of. I married one atleast!!! I want to wear green and go all out, but I have to work tomarrow. Hummm . . . Mabye I'll just wear green makeup and tie green ribons in my hair!!

Have fun, all of you who are going and getting drunk before noon!!!

This Irish blessing was read at my wedding. It is really special to me.

What I did today

It was my mom's 50th birthday, so first thing I did was call and wished her a happy birthday. She wasn't having a good day. My dad put a notice in the wanted ads that said: Happy Birthday Helen Hansen. Call and wish her congratulations on making it over the hill." And then he put our phone number! Mom said that there has been weird people calling, wishing a happy birthday, and then haning up! Husbands, don't ever do this!!! We do not want THIS kind of attention!!!

Next, Matt and I went to REI. We had a gift card there from our wedding, and decided today was the day to use it. Oh my gosh, it was HUGE!!!
It was four stories, (thats right, 4!) and we spend at least an hour there. Matt got a cot, and it turned out that if you became a member, you saved 20%. Well, the cot was 100 dollars, and the lifetime warntee was 20$, so really, it payed for itself.
Now we are official outdoorsman!!
I was going to take a pic of Matt all comfy in his cot, (he has it set up right in the middle of the living room) but my camera broke! Boo. I have had the worst luck with technoligy lately. He is STILL in it! Its soo funny! He has his sleeping bag and everything out, and just watching TV. He says this is the way to go. Ummmm, I don't think so.
Hopefully I can convince him to remove it before Easter!

Three more days till Vegas!

Mom, don't look

So, I have been working on a scrap book for my mom's 50th B.Day present. here are some of the pages!