Privacy

I'm going private. Apparently Dave reads this and I really don't want him to. He can go to hell.

If you want to keep reading this, put your email in the comments because its happening soon.

Done

I am so done with all the bull-shit. I don't want to deal anymore, but I don't have a choice.

I'm working on moving on, and being done, and forgetting...but sometimes people make that very hard to do without even realizing it. There are things that shouldn't be said, and I get that they are trying to be nice and possibly make themselves feel okay about things, but I really don't want to hear it.

I know how it is. I want to move on too. I want to be done with all of this too. You don't have to tell me that you miss me. That hurts too much.


You didn't want me, so LET ME GO!

Twilight

Just so everyone is aware...Twilight rocked my socks!!!!

It was awesome. It was pretty close to the book, of course there were some differences, but it all worked.

Loved it!

Can You Say Upgrade???

I went from this...

To this...

Introducing my brand new 2009 Subaru Impreza Outback Sport!

Its so cute!!! I love it!

Please excuse the giant glare from the window :)

This Says it All

"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next."
~Gilda Radner

Thanks for letting me steal it from you Jenn

Now we're done.

Well...the prior post may have been a bit premature. Nobody say anything to Dave please. I mean it. He doesn't like people knowing our business, but that's what I have this thing for. So too bad.

Anyway I'll keep you posted.

Thanks for nothing, life.

Us

We're giving it another try. Dave realized yesterday that he really did have everything he wanted and he just couldn't see it. So we're gonna give it another try.

There are rules, and we've talked more then I thought possible (with him I mean, he doesn't like to talk), and he knows that this will be the last time. If he decides later that he really doesn't want this, then I'm done. I can't feel like this back and forth, back and forth.

Thanks everyone for all of your support, I appreciate it more than you know.

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Ain't no talkin to this man

Ain't no pretty other side

Ain't no way to understand, the stupid words of pride

It would take an acrobat, and I already tried all that

I'm gonna let him fly

Things can move at such a pace

The second hand just waved goodbye

You know the light has left his face

But you can't recall just when or why

So there was really nothing to it

I just went and cut right through it

I'm gonna let him fly

There's no mercy in a live wire

No rest at all in freedom

Choices we are givin

It's no choice at all

The proof is in the fire

You touch before it moves away

But you must always know

How long to stay, and when to go

There ain't no talkin to this man

He's been trying to tell me so

It took a while to understand

The beauty of just letting go

'Cause it would take an acrobat and I already tried all that

I'm gonna let him fly

It's over

Well, I've basically been having an awesome life that everyone should be jealous of.

Thursday 10/23: Found out my husband was questioning our marriage; wether or not he wanted it anymore

Monday 10/27: Started sleeping at my mom's house to give him room to decide

Thursday 10/30: Got laid off from my job

Sunday 11/2: He said, "Its over."


Just f*ing awesome

Something Profound I'm Sure

Do you have those days where you just want to curl up in a hole somewhere and die?

Today is just a super awesome day

Phew!!!

Well, Dave just called and he is safe!

High cholesterol and insomnia is apparently the right combo to get you out of a recall. Just for future reference!

I can't even begin to tell you how happy I feel about this!!!

They're going to wake up in the morning and eat breakfast and then all the guys who got disqualified will be taken to the airport to see if they can't get their flights changed so that don't have to sit there all day.

WOO-HOO!!!

Well...

I dropped Dave off this morning at the lovely hour of 4:30 in the blessed A.M. Lovely, right?

Anyway, the hour isn't important. What's important is that last I knew Dave was safely in Denver at about 7:30. He was leaving Denver at about 8:30 and then he had 2 more hours on the plane to Kansas City. He hasn't called yet, but I think I told him to call when he got to where he was going (i.e. hotel).

He didn't sleep but maybe an hour last night, so he's pretty tired. And I think his nerves were getting to him this morning. Between that and the sleep, he was feeling very sick to his stomach, and was wondering if the egg muffin with salsa he ate was going to stay with him.

Poor guy. I wish there was anything I could do to help him feel better. But there isn't. Until he finds out the answer, he's gonna be miserable.

I'll let you know when I know.

You were everything to me, I was begging you please don't go

I really love this song! And I just found the video, and have already watched it 15 times, so guess what?

You get to too!



I love Taylor swift! She's good.

Anyway, Dave got his plane tickets today, and he goes to Missouri next Thursday. Everybody wish, hope, pray, whatever, that he gets disqualified. Please. Let's hope, for the sake of this particular event, that his cholesterol is hight enough and they won't take him. Not that I want his cholesterol to be high anymore, I don't want him to drop dead, but that may be the only way to get him out of this.

I guess we'll see.

Forever Begins Now

Twilight HD Exclusive Trailer


Holy Crap! I'm too excited to even talk about it!

...

Still here.

Ow.

So...

Who else thinks coughs blow?

I do.

I had a sore throat for the last 2 days, then I woke up this morning and it didn't hurt anymore. But my voice was sounding kind of funny. Really deep and raspy.

Then at about 10 a.m. I started coughing like when I would laugh or exhale too hard.

Now I have an elephant sitting on my chest. And it sucks! I hope its just temporary, like wake up in the morning and its gone. But its feeling deeper so I don't think that's going to be the case.

Great.

Just great.

A little more info

I don't know much more, but they are flying Dave out and putting him up in a hotel. He will fly to Kansas City October 15th and then go to his screening on October 16th. Pretty much, if he isn't disqualified (and there isn't a very good chance of that happening, I really hope I'm wrong though) he will leave on the 16th with his re-activation orders.

I keep catching myself randomly crying, but I have to stop myself before it gets too bad because I don't want to bum Dave out anymore than he already is. I'm terrified. I thought I was done with this, I thought we were done with this, and I don't want to go through it again.

We've done it before, him being gone, but its different now. We are married first of all, we just bought a house, and I don't do well when I have to sleep by myself. My hair falls out (literally), I don't sleep but a few hours a night, I freak out over the smallest things, and I am never calm. I always feel like I just shot caffeine into my veins, like I'm jumping out of my skin because I'm always worried.

When he was gone the 2 times before, I still lived with my parents. That means that I wasn't home alone. But I can't go live at my parents if he leaves again, because we have a dog, and a yard, and things to do at my own house.

I'm just really scared that we'll have to go through this again, and I really don't want to. He doesn't either. I don't want him to have to do it again. It makes me sad for him.

My World has Officially been Rocked. Again.

So remember when I said I had some news? Well it has come back. We thought we were safe from it, but turns out we were wrong.

The ending of that some news story from April is that Cody did get recalled, and has to report to Camp Pendleton sometime in November (I believe). Dave got a call from his parent's (who are in Hawaii) neighbors saying that they had some mail for him from Kansas City. He was hoping it was his medical records that he sent for, but, always the pessimist, I knew better. All I know right now is that he has to report to Kansas City for screening for possible recall. I think that's how he said it.

We don't know if he will be recalled (trying to be positive), but I had to say it somewhere because my hands are shaking so bad right now I can hardly hit the right keys.

I tried to call him about prices for hotels and flights to Kansas City, but he hit the ignore key I'm assuming. He is either on the phone with HQ Marine Corps, or on the phone with his mom. She isn't going to be happy about this either. When we told her in April about Cody's letter and the possiblity of Dave getting one, she just shook her head.

I'll let you all know when we find out more. But the only thing I can think of right now is they wouldn't go to all the trouble of screening him if there wasn't a big chance he would be recalled. Somebody kick that though out of my head! Please!

My new favorite song

I've watched Catch and Release a million times before, and always loved this song. Its called What if You, by Joshua Radin

I looked everywhere and couldn't find an official music video, but I just wanted to share the song with you anyway so I found this one that someone made. Its just pictures with the music playing.

Its a great song! Enjoy!

October 3 is Lee National Denim Day

Some Facts

• Breast cancer is the second most common cancer among women in the United States, after skin cancer. It is the second leading cause of cancer death in women, after lung cancer.

• One of every eight women will develop breast cancer in her lifetime; one in 33 will die from it.

• One woman is diagnosed with breast cancer every three minutes, and one woman will die of breast cancer every 13 minutes in the United States.

• An estimated 182,460 new cases of invasive breast cancer are expected to occur among women in the U.S. during 2008; about 1,990 new cases are expected to be diagnosed in men during 2008.

• An estimated 40,460 women will die from breast cancer in 2008. An estimated 450 men will die from breast cancer in 2008.

• African Americans have the highest death rate from breast cancer of any racial/ethnic group in the United States.

• Only five to 10 percent of breast cancers are due to heredity. The majority of women with breast cancer have no known significant family history or other known risk factors.

October 3 is Lee National Denim Day. My company has a team and would love it if anyone who could donate would. If you donate to the cause for the fight against breast cancer you get to wear your jeans to work on October 3rd!

If you want to learn more go to DenimDay.com. If you would like to donate to our team, click on the 'Find a Team' link in the top right hand corner and our team number is 222195. You can donate under our team name, Founders Fundraisers, or you can just donate without a team name.


Just a little info for anyone who cares!




Why be subtle? :)

September 11, 2001

I was sitting on the couch in the family room, eating a bowl of frosted cherios, watching tv. Whatever show I was watching just stopped, and the "BREAKING NEWS" flasher showed up on the screen. It showed a building I'd never seen before smoking and burning. And then they were both smoking and burning.

My mom came in and told me my ride was here. I got into the Gayheart's green van with captains chairs and rode in silence all the way to school.

I didn't know what was happening, I didn't know what those buildings were, or what it meant. Didn't know what it meant except that everything in the world would be completely changed forever.

We got to school, said goodbye and thank-you to a silently crying Ann Gayheart, and walked along with everybody else into the school. The hallways were different, not silent obviously because they were full of 7th 8th and 9th graders, but different. Walking past the office, the ladies had the Channel One tv on watching CNN. The same picture playing all the time.

Then I got to my 9th grade Geography class, Mr. Voorhies' class. He was just sitting at his desk; not crying neccesarily, but subdued, reflective, staring at the tv. It was his birthday and his only sons first birthday, and he said because of this day, it would never be the same for him.

After the bell rang and we were all sitting at our desks staring at the tv as well, he turned it off and started talking to us about everyhting that was happening. What he thought it meant, what 'they' thought it meant, what those towers were and what they meant. I didn't understand half of it, because I was never interested in that kind of stuff, but I was listening intently.

The rest of the day the tv's were in on in every class, and I'm not sure we did any work the whole day. I remember when I got to fourth period, Sewing 1, our teacher asked us if we wanted to tv left on or if she should turn it off. We all wanted it on. And its a good thing we did because I think it was then that another plane hit somewhere, I can't remember which one it was, and we were all in shock. It just kept happening, and nobody knew why.

That day changed everything, everywhere. Countries that didn't neccessarily like the U.S. before became supportive and were grieving with us; people who didn't feel particularly patriotic suddenly realized how close they were to losing it all and what that would have meant for them; these generations witnessed what would become a new chapter in history books, our generations' Kennedy assasination so to speak.

I remember one commercial that was just a shot of a street maybe in San Francisco, or Virginia, somewhere. With houses on either side of the street. It said "When they brought down the towers they wanted to change America forever." The shot changes to the same street with red, white, and blue everywhere you can see, and the voice said, "Well, they succeeded."



"Today marks the seventh anniversary of the day our world was broken. It lives forever in our hearts and our history, a tragedy that unites us in a common memory and a common story ... the day that began like any other and ended as none ever has."
~Michael Bloomberg, Mayor, New York City, September 11, 2008

We are officially homeowners!!!!

I just want to let everybody know that as of 3:44 p.m., me and Dave are officially homeowners!!!!!


Now I get to move all my stuff!

So...

Do you all want to see pictures of my new house?

...


Alright, alright I'll show you :)


This is looking at the front of the house. The garages are in front of all these and then the house is behind. That is a 2 car garage, with an entire floor of storage on top. Yes!



This is at the front door looking at the gate you can see in the last picture and the garage barely peeking out.



My new living room with a FIREPLACE! Just think of Christmas, with my cute little tree and our stockings hanging from the mantel :)



This is my new bedroom that is huge and yes those are french doors leading to...



My own patio!



And a giant walk-in closet with a door to the bathroom. Just look at those shelves



This is the patio off the dining room in between the house and the garage




This is my new kitchen with a TON of cabinets and a really deep sink :) And would you look at all that counter space?!?



None of the stuff in these pictures is ours, these are just the pictures from the listing.
I'm so excited! We're hoping to close on the 20th now, but it could still be the 27th. I definitely hope that its sooner though. I'm so anxious!

WOO HOO!!!!

We put an offer on a condo on Friday and it was accepted on Saturday, and we are now under contract!!! I'm so effing excited!

I can't even begin to tell you how happy I am about this. Its a one level condo/townhouse, meaning one of the walls touches another house. Its only about 1042 sq ft. but its laid out so well that it feels way bigger than that. The kitchen is huge and open and the master has french doors leading out to its own little patio in our own little backyard. It also has a walk-in closet the size of my kitchen right now!!! I'm so happy about that. There is a 2 car garage that our truck and car can definitely fit into, with a whole level of storage above with pull down stairs. AHHH!!! And a fireplace. I've never had a fireplace :)

We have our inspection today, and I think we have until the 27th to get everything done, and then we are good.

I just hope everything works out!

woo hoo

No ~!!!~ means that is an extremely sarcastic woo hoo.

Extremely.

I got a letter from our apartment management yesterday that said our lease is up August 31. That's in one month kids.

The whole time we lived there I was pretty damn positive that it was up October 1.

The only reason I'm telling you this is because this means we either have to buy a house in the next month, or move in with my parents.

*Insert extreme sarcasm here. Again.*

Now don't get me wrong, I love my parents, and my house, and my room, and my hot tub. But its a little degrading having to say, "Yeah we've been married for 2 years and we live in my parents basement." Not that that would ever come up in a conversation, but you get what I'm saying.

Silver lining:

We would be saving all of our money except groceries (occasionally), gas, truck, and insurance. If we're there for 2 or 3 months, that will be almost $3000 dollars saved. I'm okay with that. We can build up our savings account cushion again. It seems everytime we get it where we want it, something happens and it all goes away.

Isn't that just how it goes though?

*Update*
We're are not moving in with my parents. We just kicked our house finding into turbo (meaning Dave's butt). And we'll see how it goes.

Guess What?

I'm losing weight! I'm pretty excited. I've been doing really good about walking (fast, no strolling here) at least 3 times a week. I've been feeling very bad about gaining weight and I've decided that I need to do something about it, or it isn't going to change.

Nothing too major just yet, but I can definitely see (and feel) a difference from a month ago. I used to be obsessed with looking good when I was in high school, and then after I graduated it didn't seem like such a big deal anymore. And then I got married.

I'm not going to say how much I've gained in the 2 years since, but I will say that it isn't good. Not good at all. I weighed 130 the day I got married, and you can all just know that that number has gone up. Way up. But I'm trying to remedy that.

All these feelings got worse when Dave came home the other night and told me that he lost 13 pounds since the last time we checked. I knew he lost weight because his belly looked a lot smaller, but I didn't know it was 13 pounds smaller. He also gained weight when we got married. He blames me and my cooking. But I'm okay with that.

Anyway, we're planning a trip to Las Vegas in September, and I'm trying to look good in my swimsuit by then. I bought the cutest swimsuit this summer, and I'm not even a huge fan of wearing it. But, I'm also going to fix that.

Wish me luck!

Never Mind

Me and Dave talked last night, and we aren't going to buy the house. We would be fine with the bills, but our gasoline bill would be almost $1,000 a month. That we cannot afford. But I did finally talk him into a condo/townhouse. We've been talking about giving the house thing a break for awhile and just finding a new apartment (because we hate it) and living there for awhile longer. I figured, if he's okay with shelling out $800 a month for nothing, then why not pay $800 or $900 a month and be getting something out of it.

So that's where we're at now. It was a long night. I didn't go to bed until 3 because I couldn't turn my brain off. AHHH!

Is it Saturday yet?

Finally!!...I think?

So, we put an offer on a( the ) house in Eagle Mountain. Like 3 and half months ago! Its a short sale, so we were expecting it but not this long.

Anyway, the bank finally accepted the offer! I'm pretty excited, but I'm trying not to get my hopes up. Dave works further north now, and I still work up here, so gas would be killer. I hate that gas prices may be the only thing standing in our way of this house. It sucks big time!

This is the house we wanted since we started looking. Its in the area that we wanted, and its by our friends who we never get to see anymore since they moved down there :(

I'm trying to crunch some numbers right now, and I think it will work, we just have to cut some corners on things. But that's what you do when you buy your first house, right? You make it fit? My mom said it right, "No matter how long you wait, you take a hit when you buy a house. You have to change you and your life to make it work for you, for what you want."

I'm looking for new(to me) cars, cheap new cars. Like a couple thousand dollars. Or we could just find a new compressor for my car, since that's the only problem with it. That would be cheaper, right?

Any insight on this issue would be greatly appreciated! Thank you!!!

New blog

I started a food blog. Its just some silliness with new recipes I've been trying. There are only like 3 posts so far, but I only started 2 days ago, so that's good I say.

My Cooking Adventures

Enjoy!

Bear Lake!

We finally got to go to Bear Lake again! Not the first time for the year, but I say the last time didn't count. Dave had to help put a floor in the kitchen of the house, and running around Fish Haven by myself just doesn't appeal to me.

I forgot to take to the camera when we actually went down to the water. If I would have remembered, I could show you all me lying on the sand because the dog clothes-lined me. It hurt. I was putting on some sunscreen, and the dog's tie out was hooked to a clip in the bed of the truck. So like chest height. She started moving, fast, and I could see the lead tightening up and coming right at me, so I decided to jump over it.

It would have worked, if the tie out was in the ground. But it wasn't. Chest height, remember. The lead tightened while I was in mid-air and caught my shins taking my legs out from underneath me.

POW! KABLAM! I caught myself on my shoulder. Only my shoulder. And then the dog came and jumped on me. Big ol' scratch on my thigh. Dave just stood there laughing. Me...not so much.

That was the best story of the trip, if you ask him.

Mine is all the poppies that just grow wild up there. They're everywhere.






We took a walk up Fish Haven Canyon Road. I've been up there before, but like 5 years ago, and I don't remember the poppies.




Everywhere



They were beautiful! I love it up there! It is the most relaxing place I've ever known. I love that we have a house up there on the lake that we can just go to. We don't have to spend any money, no worrying about anything except mowing the grass. I wish I could live there in the summer. Not so much in the winter, too much snow. And we all know what mine and snow's relationship is these days.

Anyway, you can all be jealous :)

Ha! Just kidding!

Houses...AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

I'm done with this house hunting thing! We keep getting *&@$&% in the %^^! This post is gonna be a bad one, so bear with me. I'll try to keep it as clean as possible, because there are people who could be reading this who might not be happy with some of my language.

Yesterday we had two houses to go look at today, by the time today came along, we had one. Which was okay, because it was the one we wanted to see. We went on my lunch hour to see it, and it was great! Dave liked it (which is saying a lot!), and when we got home, he told the dog that he found her a backyard. It was great, and I loved it. I was making plans in my head about what I was going to do to it. Make the kitchen bigger, paint colors, turn the upstairs front room into a dining room, and expand. It was PERFECT!

We wrote up the offer when we got back, and our Realtor was going to submit and the agent said that they had already accepted an offer. This morning, they hadn't even had any offers! And guess what they offered...164,000! We were going to offer 165,000!

I can't even believe that this keeps happening. These houses will be on the market for like 3 months, and the minute we see them and decide we want to go look at them, someone else buys them. How can everyone be buying all the houses, in the valley, and not us. There has to be one for us! Somewhere!

I'm in such a bad, weird mood, and I don't like it. This is the mood associated with Grandma dying, and I can't handle it. One minute I'm watching tv and I'm feeling fine, then I start crying because a Home Depot commercial comes on. BAH!!! I hate it.

Although, I did just smile and laugh because Ashleigh over at Heart and Home may have lived at the base in California wher me and Dave were, at the same time we did. I could have met her before and not even known it. Its just such a small world.

And I hate to say this, but I wish we still lived on base, because then we wouldn't have to be worrying about a stupid house. We would have one. Just like that! I miss my California house :( It was a good one. They both were.

Vote!

Okay, I just put a poll over to the right. If you are reading this, please vote. Me and Dave have been toying with the idea of moving somewhere new. We've been looking at houses here in Utah, but we have started thinking about other places, mainly Colorado and Arizona. Problem is, we don't know where to go. I would prefer somewhere with no snow, or the same amount as we get here...because I hate the snow as of February 13, 2008!

Anyway, if you don't like the choices on the poll, throw me a comment and give me some suggestions. I'm cool with whatever.

Thanks kids!!!

Ha Det!

Sneak Peek!!!!! *removed*

Okay, I don't want to get in trouble if I'm not supposed to have it. They can't even post it on stepheniemeyer.com. So if you want to read it, go to the website, and click on the Entertainment Weekly link.

Bleh...

So today has already been such a great day. The first title order I got this morning was for my Grandpa's house. POW!

I wasn't expecting it. I knew he had gotten a really good offer, but I didn't know anything was happening yet. I just sat at my desk and cried while I put it in the computer. Luckily no one walked past until after I pulled myself together.

I'm trying not to let it ruin my whole day. Because if I have a bad day today, there is a very good possibility that it will ruin my weekend. Not gonna do it!

This came after I dropped my book on my face last night, and realized that it smells like my grandma's house. (I got a bunch of books of hers after she died, just to fill you in so you don't think I'm nuts.) I was reading in bed, and I started to drift and dropped my book on my face. It woke me up, of course, but I could smell the pages. They smelled just like the upstairs shelf room where most of the old ones were. There is a lot of Grandma stuff happening lately, and I'm not a fan.

I was cleaning my apartment last night, and realized that I really have nowhere to put all those books that I got. They're all stacked on the kitchen table. Maybe we can go to Ikea tomorrow and get a little bookshelf and a bed. I really want a bed. This bed to be precise. With all my stuff on it of course. I keep trying to talk Dave into it, and he keeps stalling. I want to be able to lean up to read at night. It would be a lot more comfortable.

Anyway, I'm gonna go study my Notary Test packet again, so that I can take the stupid test.

Ha Det!

Happy Mother's Day!! *updated* (because apparently I was still asleep when I wrote this)

Wishing all my blog friends who are moms a Hapy and Wonderful Mother's Day!!!!

I hope you all have a great one!



(sorry for any confusion my stupidity caused)

Happy Anniversary to me!

This is what I just got at the front desk of my office. Tomorrow is our 2nd anniversary, and I have the greatest husband a girl could have.

When You can Live Forever, What do You Live For?

So as you can all see, I have started my countdown to the release of the Twilight movie. I can't even begin to explain to you how crazy obsessed I am with it! I am just so excited. They put the trailer on Myspace yesterday and I have watched it a million times. For any of you who would like to do the same, here it is!!!

Twilight in HD


I am contemplating having a Twilight party, sometime closer to when the movie is coming out. Possibly the night of. I haven't officially decided yet. Plus, I only know of two other people who are as obsessed as I am with this book, and one of them is currently not speaking to the family because she is a *****. Oh well, I guess she'll just miss out.

Oh yeah...

Happy Birthday David! He is 33 today.

Tomorrow

So tomorrow is May 3,2007. And here in Salt Lake, that means that David Beckham and the L.A. Galaxy are coming to play REAL Salt Lake. Problem: I have no one to go with because Dave is working and my sister won't go with me because, well because she's dumb. She thinks my obsession with Mr. Beckham is dumb. Pssh! Whatever!

Do you even know how bummed I am about that. I want to see Becks play :( Maybe Alyse would go with me. Unless she is working or going to Cedar City to see her boy. Again.

I'll let you all know how it goes, and if I get to see my crush play tomorrow.

Oh no. Am I blushing?

A New Blogger Friend

I just found this new blog called Kalyn's Kitchen. She lives in Salt Lake too, which doesn't really have anything to do with it, but I thought it was kind of cool. She was doing the South Beach Diet to lose weight, but now just does it because she likes it I guess. She posts recipes that are South Beach friendly, which also means they are good for me. This diet is eating the good kinds of Carbs and Fats for weight loss and overall better health. Bad carbs equals bad sugar, bad fat equals heart attacks.

Anyway, I've been looking at some of her recipes and its lookin good so far. I need to start eating better 1. because I'm gaining weight that I shouldn't be and 2. I get sick to my stomach and am going to develop diabetes if I don't. I think that last one should be enough of a push for me to do better. The problem: I developed really bad eating habits when I was little, and my parents never made me try things that I didn't want to try. And no, I'm not blaming them. I was just a very stubborn kid. Lets say I just finished Thanksgiving dinner and stuffed myself full. Put a bag of potato of chips anywhere near me, and I will empty the bag. In one sitting, by myself. Those kind of bad habits.

I'm going to start making more things that don't come in a box (i.e. Pastaroni, Hamburger Helper, etc.) because, can you say "preservatives"? That can't be good. I'm going to start buying more vegetables, but only what I know I will eat in a week so that I don't have to be throwing produce away. I hate that. I need to start cooking more even if Dave is hardly ever home to eat with me. A lot of these recipes she will tell you if they freeze well or how long they keep. That way, I can just grab something out of the fridge or freezer and go. And not have to worry about wasting all that food. And then Dave will have something to grab when he gets hungry (which is about every 3 hours).

Anyway, I'm off to do some more exploring. I'll let you know how it goes. If any of you want to check it out, there is a link to the right.

Kimberly

I just wanted to let you all know that my friend Kimberly is going to change save the world some day.

I can't even begin to imagine what goes through her head on a daily basis.

Read her latest post and then, you too can be amazed.


I miss you Kimmy!

Yoga

So I have done 2-30 minute, I don't know, sessions I guess. My first one yesterday after work yesterday, and one just now, and let me tell you...freakin' amazing! I have chronic lower back pain. It blows. I have a funny looking pillow attached to my chair at work for lumbar support. Dorky? Yes. This pain is caused by something called sacroiliitis (sack-row-ilee-itis). My chiropractor told me that is (in lay-mans terms) an inflamation of the sacroiliac joint(s).

It pretty much hurts me all the time. Hurts like nobody's business. Especially if I've been sitting in one position for a couple of hours without moving, or if I've been walking or standing for too long. It causes shooting pain up my back, sometimes it takes my breath away. It also has caused the nerves in my right leg to become somewhat desensitized. No reflexes, and my thigh is numb just below where my hand lands when its by my side.


Now the reason I am telling you all of this is because my back hurt yesterday after work, like it always does. And I did my yoga, and it doesn't hurt anymore. Nowhere. My muscles are sore in my arms and my shoulders because there is a lot of holding yourself up for long periods of time, but that is it! I told everyone about it today. That is how happy I am about.

I put off going to the doctor for the longest time because I didnt want them to tell me I had to go to the chiropractor. I don't like them. And it got to the point where if I wasn't at work, I was laying on the couch with a pillow under my bent knees and a heating pad under my back. So I finally went, and they didn't do anything but give me some muscle relaxers (that I could very well have an addiction to but I only had it twice so I don't take it anymore, but oh how I wish I could) and told me to do what I was already doing. Mostly because Navy doctors suck ass!

When we moved back here, I finally went to the chiropractor. I think I went twice a week for like 4 weeks. Then the day I said, "Oh, I get to go have my back popped today!" was the day I said no more.

So I was just back to dealing with it.

Anyway, that is my awesome news. My back no longer hurts. And now I'm going to ruin all my beautiful Yoga-ness with some pizza and a few premium malt beverages in wild grape flavor. Tastes like an otterpop. Yum!

Nothing really

One of my friends from esthetics school is getting married tonight. Finally! And not finally in a bad, "oh my gosh finally" way, but in a "she's dated some serious assholes and has finally found a great guy" kind of way. I'm not 100% sold on the idea of going. I hate going places by myself, I hate standing in a wedding line to say hi to 7 people I don't know and 1 that I do, and Sarah and Mindi can't go with me because they are working and so is Dave. I will send her a gift though. She is pretty awesome!

No I am not pregnant! (Amy that is for you if you are reading this) As much as I wish I was, I'm sorry to say that I am not. Apparently my little baby hungry news caused some people (or person) to get some crazy ideas in her head. Oh Amy!

I have had way too many simple carbs today, and I am currently feeling sick to my stomach, and I have to tell you people, it isn't going to feel better until I wake up in the morning. Damn that blood sugar!

I am considering dipping my toes in the Yoga pool. I tried Pilates, and it was great, but not very relaxing. I think I need something a little more 'Ommm' if you get what I'm saying. I feel way too 'bzzzz' when I get home at night. That is my way of typing the crazy feeling in my muscles. Last night I took the dog for a walk down by the river for almost an hour. Then when we got home, I had dinner, sat on the couch for a total of...we'll say 15 minutes before I decided that I couldn't do it and started cleaning my house like a crazy person. Needing some wind down time after work, I think so.

I still haven't figured out what I want to be when I grow up. Maybe I'll open a jewelry store that people can go to and buy jewelry that is already made, or get help making jewelry right there in the store. I thought of that in the shower this morning. I'm pretty sure there are already stores like that, but that's okay. There can be more than one.

Anyway, that is all for now. Dave is working tonight, so I'm going to be home alone until 11. Again. Sounds like a fun Friday night huh?

You know you're jealous!

The Goblins

I said I would put some pictures up and so here are some of them!


This is the slot canyon behind our little camp. Our stuff was just over that little hill.











Here is my love after our hike up the little slot canyon.










This is me being a rockstar after our little hike :)





This is the Valley of the Goblins






This is Dave and Laynee on top of a goblin jungle gym











Me and Laynee on the jungle gym









Dave really likes taking pictures of my butt





We thought she looked like Simba on Pride Rock. Dave almost got a picture of just her standing there, but she moved before the camera clicked.









This is me being a rock climber




Dave climbed up the same place I did when I was a rock climber (see above) and then he disappeared for awhile. I went up to the hole he was in, and yelled "DAVE! Where did you go?" He never answered me so I decided to go sit on a rock and wait for him to scream, or come back down. Then I heard "CHELSEA!" I looked up and there he was, all the way at the top!




Here is our unofficial family photo




And this is what happens when you have a three hour drive after a two hour hike. My cute little (she's actually quite huge) puppy!










All in all, I think it was a pretty great trip. Even though it was way cold and windy on Friday and we were super bored because we had nothing to do because we didn't camp inside the park. We camped in BLM land. And the Goblins are only inside the park, and there are down below the horizon so you can't see them until you drive up to them.

We had fun though. Next we will be inviting more people, so that we aren't quite so bored out of our minds and playing yahtzee and war in our tent at 7:30 on a Friday night.


And in other news, I am super baby hungry! I don't know why, but I am and it sucks, because Dave says we can't have kids until he is done with school. So like 5 years. BAH!!!!!

An update...already

Dave called me right after I hit publish. Cody called. He doesn't have to report to Kansas until June 1st, he just had to get in touch with them within 24 hours. They wouldn't say anything else about it when he called.

But another guy from there company, Cory, got one too. Him and Jared are up in Boise going to school. So if Dave does get one, it will be pretty soon I imagine.

That's all I got so far.

Some News

Okay kids, I don't know what this news means yet, except that if it really happens, its going to rock my world (again) in the worst way possible (again).

Dave's friend from the Marines, Cody, was supposed to meet us on Friday or Saturday, depending on when he could get out there. We were so excited to see Cody! Its been awhile. So we're driving to the Goblins, and Dave's phone beeps because he just got a voicemail. We were in a canyon and that's why it didn't ring. It was Cody.







He said he just got a Fed-EXed letter with orders that said he had 24 hours to report to Kansas City. He said he didn't know what that meant other than the Marine Corps said he had 24 hours to be there.

Dave called him back to see what was going on, and he just repeated what he had said in the message. They talked for awhile, and Dave told him to call when he found out what was going on. Then we went through another dead spot, and the call was dropped. Dave sent him a text that said the same thing. And we haven't heard from him yet.

That was Friday at about 2.

Needless to say we are freaking out. Dave, me, his parents, my parents. I don't know if I can handle him being gone again. I don't want him to be re-called. I hope that he doesn't, but at the same time, I don't want Cody to be the only one of Dave's Marine friends who got it. I would really rather no one got re-called, but apparently it doesn't matter what the families feel. It doesn't matter that these guys have been home for a year or more, and have new jobs and have settled into a new routine without worrying about when they have to go to Iraq again.

I'm upset. Angry. Pissed off at the President and the Marine Corps. I wasn't such a huge fan in the first place, and at this present moment I could kill someone. If you don't hear from me for a long while its because we moved to Canada. I'll send word to let you know we're okay :)

Anyway, I'll still put some of our Goblin pictures up, but I felt that the possiblity of impending recall doom was a bigger issue. I'll let you know what Cody says. If he went to Kansas City, or "took a wrong turn" and wound up in Ontario.

Everyone think good thoughts for us and Dave's friends please.

Ha Det!

Camping

Today we are leaving for Goblin Valley. I have never been there, but I bet its going to be awesome. Awesome...and WARM!!! I can't even wait. I'm so excited! I haven't been camping since last July. Too long! Dave is at home packing, and I am here at work watching the clock for Noon so that I can leave. I kind of feel bad that Dave has to do it all by himself, but I had to wake up at 6:30 this morning, so that kind of makes me get over it real fast.

I'll post some pictures of us playing with the goblins when we get back. Goblins and sunshine...sunshine.


Ha Det!

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How cute is that! I don't think the dog feels good today. She's just been laying under her blanket all day. And yes she has her own blanket and a pillow. She is pretty spoiled but she is cute!

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Are you freaking kidding me!

Boredom

So, today has been super slow so I have made some changes and done some thinking.

First of all, the new design...do you like it? I love it. Its cute and very me (I think)

Second of all, I think I want to be a graphic designer, except that that course at the Art Institute is about $83,000 for a bachelor's. Its only $43,000 for an associates, but I figure if you're going to get a degree, at least get a bachelors. That's just worth it.

And...we put an offer in on a house last night!!!!! Its a short sale, so it might not be accepted, but we did and I'm excited!

Tomorrow, we are all going to Grandpa's house, to help clean up the yard and get the house ready to sell. It weird, because everytime we are talking about going out there or being out there, everyone says "Grandma's house" and they quickly say, "I mean Grandpa's house." I don't know why. Its still her house too. That's where she lived for like 49 years. I miss her a lot. I still cry sometimes. Out of the blue. When I think about the last time I saw her, and what I said and what she said. It makes me feel good thinking about that, because she said, "I love you too sweetie". It also makes me feel sad thinking about it, because that's the last thing I ever said to her.

I think I'm going to take my camera with me tomorrow, so that I can share my awesome family with all of you! Hopefully it isn't snowing, yes snowing >:( (that is my mad face by the way)

I no longer care for the snow, which you will see if you look to the right at my things I love list. I hate it in fact. It started snowing at the cemetery, snowing hard and bad, and I no longer care for it. Never will.

Anyway, that's just a little update. I haven't posted in awhile, and I miss you all so much!

Ha Det!

Drum roll please......

I decided not to do the whole thing blonde at once. I'm gonna try to give it a chance to be healthy. But here it is!!! I have never had this much blonde in my hair before and it is crazy!

I love it!

Well Kids...

In order to fulfill by dream of going back to my toe-head roots, I have made an appointment to color my hair closer to my natural colors...which is about 4 levels lighter than the color it is now. It going to be quite a change, because I have had dark hair since about 10th grade.

When I get it back to my natural color, and get it healthy again, then we will talk about the blonde!

Which means a series of deep-conditioning treatments is in my future, probably tonight will be the first one. Blah!

Norge

Do you see this? This is where I came from!



Okay, not me personally, but my grandpa did. Here in Fredrikstad to be more specific














I can't wait to go on a trip to Norway. I have been planning it forever. And I really wish I had some great news along the lines of "I'm finally going!" But I don't. Still just wishing away.




Someday, I will swim in a fjord (fi-yord).














Someday I will get to turn my nose up at Lutefisk (lye soaked cod)



















Someday I will get to celebrate Syttende Mai (May 17th Constitution Day) in my bunad (boo-nad)













Someday...it will happen and it will be the greatest trip of my life!



And its making me want to go back to my toe-head blonde roots :)











So, all you work-bloggie friends, don't be too alarmed if I show up with very blonde hair one day. But don't worry, it might not happen because I'll be too afraid of my hair falling out!

Rain

I love the smell of rain. It is my favorite thing in the world. Yesterday, Me and the dog sat on the back porch in the freezing cold (it wouldn't have been so cold if I wasn't in a tank top) just watching and smelling the rain. I think the dog loves it too. We went back inside, and I closed the door, and she got very upset. She started kicking it and whining, so I opened it back up and we sat outside some more.

I was so excited that it was raining not snowing. I'm done with the snow. For good. But then I was at my mom's and it started snowing big time. Blah! It didn't last very long, so that was good. I was so happy, because to me, rain means Spring!

On Saturday, me and my sister made invitations for my mom's Easter Egg Hunt. She does it every year for her grandkids, but since my Grandma isn't here anymore, all the cousins and Grandpa are coming too. Its going to be our family Easter dinner afterward. Its going to be fun! Dave will probably be working so that sucks. He's only been here for one of them. Come to think of it, Dave will probably be working on Easter too. Bummer. This stupid job of his isn't that much different that the Marine Corps, and I'm not so sure I like it. He likes it though so I guess I just have to deal. I've done it before, why not awhile longer?

I'm typing this with a brace on my hand. The afformentioned pain in my wrist is only getting worse. I have a real live brace now, instead of just an ace bandage, and its on all the time. I'm really hoping that I don't need surgery, because that puts me out of work for a couple of weeks, and I don't want that. That would suck in a number of ways.

Nothing too exciting happened this weekend, except the rain. I should have taken a picture to document the day spring started for me, even though it doesn't officially start for another month. March 20, 2008. Can't wait. I'm excited for Summer to get here so that we can go hiking and camping again. I miss it. We only went camping twice last year and that was not enough for me. I need more!

I'm going to start taking more pictures to put on here so that you guys have something more fun to look at. Maybe I'll have a fun scar to show you sometime in the near future. That will be cool, except I think they do it with scopes now, so nevermind. Foiled again! Blast! :) (too much Family guy this weekend)

Ha Det!

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For some reason, my little blogger menu won't let me change the font or the color, or even put it in italics, it just does this: . That was me pushing the italics button. So you are all getting a black, boring post today. BLAH!

I'm starting to feel better. After my really bad night Thursday, followed by my really bad day Friday, I'm starting to notice myself in here somewhere. That is a relief. I cried by myself for about 2 or 3 hours on Thursday night. It just started, and then it wouldn't stop. I couldn't stop it. I got up, did the dishes, watched a funny movie, and I was just crying. I emptied to tissue box that night.

Friday, I was just drained. As the day went on, I felt more and more weight pressing down on me, and I didn't know how to stop it. I went to dinner at my mom's house with BOTH of my brothers and my sister. Dave was working so he couldn't come [ :( ] but it was good to just hang out with everyone. My nephew that lives in California is the greatest thing ever. He is the most non-annoying kid in the world, no lie. I miss him, and my brother Aaron, and my sister-in-law Mechelle.

As this week has gone on, I have been starting to get back to my normal self. I still get sad. I've been crying a lot easier now, but I think its a good thing. I held it in after Grandma died, and I think that's why the funeral was such a mess for me.

Time heals all wounds, yeah?


Other news, my wrist has been killing me the last 2 days. I've been wrapping it after work so that it can be in the right position instead of stupid typing position, but I can't do it at work, because it makes it really hard to type like a normal human being. I hope it feels better soon. Its a pain in my ass. I have to keep stopping because of the shooting pain going from my thumb to about my elbow. Yikes!

Anyway, I don't really have much to say. Just haven't been on here in awhile. Me and Dave are looking at houses in Tooele, which means I get a new car when we move!!!!!!

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I hate my old car. It is a peice of junk. 1992 was a long time ago. I really want a MINI since I'm not having kids for 4 or 5 more years, but Dave said no because he doesn't want to have to pull me out of the snow :) They sure are cute though. He says it has to be 4WD or AWD. I'll keep looking, and see if I can't talk him into it. I'm pretty good at getting what I want from him (don't tell him that, or the jig will be up) HA!

Have a good day, and if I don't see ya again, a great, wonderful, party filled weekend as well.

Mine will involve some tasty blended drinks at a resturant of Dave's choosing. I chose Olive Garden last weekend. YUM!

Out!

February Song

I don't know why this song is getting to me so much, but it is. I love it, but it makes me sad at the same time. It makes me think of my Grandma and Grandpa. I don't know why. Listen to it. Love it. Have a better day than I'm having.



These lyrics are the full song, the video is the shorter version. Its missing a verse and a chorus. Anyway, its awesome

Where has that old friend gone
Lost in a February song
Tell him it won't be long
Til he opens his eyes
Where is that simple day
Before colors broke into shades
And how did I ever fade
Into this life, into this life

And I never want to let you down
Forgive me if I slip away
When all that I've known is lost and found
I promise you I, I'll come back to you one day

Morning is waking up
And sometimes it's more than just enough
When all that you need to love
Is in front of your eyes
It's in front of your eyes

And I never want to let you down
Forgive me if I slip away
Sometimes it's hard to find the ground
Cause I keep on falling as I try to get away
From this crazy world

And I never want to let you down
Forgive me if I slip away
When all that I've known is lost and found
I promise you I, I'll come back to you one day

Where has that old friend gone
Lost in a February song
Tell him it won't be long
Til he opens his eyes
Opens his eyes

Jeg elsker deg, Beste mamma

So yesterday was the funeral, and it was awful. I didn't think it would be that hard, but it was the worst day of my life. At the viewing on Tuesday I was perfectly fine, until I went to say goodbye to my Grandpa. I lost it. At the viewing before the funeral on Wednesday, I was okay until they told us it was time to say our last goodbyes. I wasn't okay with that. I didn't go see her again. I had a picture in my mind, and I wanted to keep it.

During the service, I was sitting next to my oldest brother. He was taking it pretty hard because my Grandma basically raised him until he was 2. He meant a lot to her, and her to him. When my 6'3", 300 lb big brother starts crying, I'm not okay with it. It was hard for me not to cry when he was crying.

My mom did the eulogy, and her cousin said some things as well. It was really nice. To hear all those memories of her from them. I kept looking at my Grandpa as they were speaking, and he was crying, but I think it was a happy cry. Remembering all those things, he just kept nodding like, "Yep, that's right. I remember that."

Now I'm crying again.

At the cemetery, it was bad. It didn't start snowing until the minute we got there, and then it was coming down. My mom's uncle did the dedication of the grave, and it was hard to hear. He kept saying "her final resting place" and that got me everytime he said it. When it was all over, all the grandkids took a rose off of her casket. I loved it. I would rather have one from her then put one in the ground.

All in all, it was a really good, sad day. There were lots of memories, but still being reminded of her not being there anymore. I'm not okay. I told Dave last night that I didn't feel good, and he said probably because you ate too much. But it wasn't that kind of not feeling good, my body hurts. I hurt everywhere. My brain, my eyes, my muscles ache. Its going to take a long time for me to be okay. I hope it doesn't last too long. I have never felt this way before, and I really don't like it.

I love you, Grandma

KayLene Newbold Pedersen

1935 ~ 2008

KayLene Newbold Pedersen died February 7, 2008 of cancer, surrounded by her loving family at her home. Kay was born December 30, 1935 in Murray. She was the youngest daughter of Henry Arnold and Hazel Ann Christensen Newbold. She met Tore Pedersen at Granite High School and married him in the Salt Lake Temple shortly after graduation, on June 19, 1953. Together they had five children that they raised in Magna. Kay was passionate about many things; beaches, lighthouses, herbs, gardening and holidays. She was the world's best Grandma, just ask any of her 16 grandchildren. She was an active member of the LDS Church and served in many callings throughout her life. She had a strong testimony of Jesus Christ.

She is survived by her husband; children, Susan Porter (Kelvin), Sandra Kirkendoll (Mark), Scott Pedersen (Lisa), Stacy Brubaker (Ladd), Stefany Kelley (James); her 16 grandchildren; 13 great-grandchildren; and her sister, Jean Fitt (Robert). Preceded in death by her parents.

The family would like to give a special thanks to Dr. Nancy McLaughlin, Dr. Jonathan Blanch and Care Source, for all of their compassion and efforts on mom's behalf. Services will be held Wednesday, February 13, 2008 at 12 noon in the Lakeridge 4th Ward chapel (3150 South 7700 West, Magna). A viewing will be held at the church from 6-8 p.m. on Tuesday, February 12, 2008 and Wednesday 10:30-11:45 a.m. Interment at Larkin Sunset Gardens (1950 East 10600 South, Sandy).

Online condolences at: www.larkincares.com

Goodbye Grandma

Me and Dave were at an award thing for his dad last night. I knew that if my phone rang, it would be someone telling me that she was gone. My mom called at 8:54, and told me that grandma passed away at 8:44.
I had looked at my phone at 8:44.

Freaky.

My mom and all of her siblings were at Grandma's house, and my sister was there because she was close and decided to stop by and see how things were. Grandma's breathing was getting slower and weaker, and she wasn't swallowing very well so she was gurgling.

I talked to my sister this morning about what happened, and she said that as her breathing got slower and harder, Grandpa leaned down and told her that it was okay now. All of her kids were there, and it was okay to go, and he gave her a kiss. She said that her breathing just kept slowing down until it finally stopped.

Grandma's cat, Violet, wouldn't leave her alone since Sunday. She was either in the room or on Grandma's bed at her feet or on her pillow. Her bird, Rob Roy, had a big cage upstairs and was going crazy on Monday chirping and going back and forth and up and down, so they moved him into his smaller cage in Grandma's room downstairs. He didn't make a peep. My sister said that about a minute before Grandma left, the bird turned his back and stopped making noise, and Violet left the room and went upstairs. When it was over, Violet came back and started knocking the petals off the flowers next to Grandma's bed, and was putting them on her chest.

I'm kind of okay that I didn't go over last night, because my mom said that it was bad. Just that I didn't want to see her the way she was. I didn't want to remember her like that. I just didn't want her to leave on my birthday, not because it was my birthday, but because its going to be my birthday for the rest of my life, and I didn't want to remember it because of that every year. It was pretty damn close though, so I might be out of luck. My birthday is tomorrow.

I called and left Donna (my manager) a message last night telling her that I wasn't coming in today. No one has called me so I guess it was okay. I'm sitting here crying while I'm writing this, so I don't think me sitting at my desk would be very bad.

I know I'll stop crying some time, but as soon as I stop thinking about anything but this, it just comes out, and I can't control it. I have a headache this morning, because I didn't sleep good, and I tense up my neck when I cry.

Dave's been great. When my phone rang last night, he leaned in and asked me if we needed to leave. I told him yes, because I didn't want to start crying in front of everyone in the room, including his family. He held my hand and put his hand on my back as we walked to truck. When we got out of the parking lot, he held my hand, he just let me cry, he didn't say anything, and that was okay. When we got into the house, he gave me a really long hug, and let me cry, then he told me to go lay down. Once I got changed and stuff, he came and laid with me. He was hungry because we were supposed to go to dinner. He went and got Wendy's and I had a frosty and fries and we ate it in bed. I was okay while I was watching a movie. As soon as I turned it off, I started crying again.

I'll be okay, eventually, everyone will. I just don't know how to handle this.



Kaylene Newbold Pedersen
Died February 7, 2008
At 8:44 p.m.

I love you (Jeg Elsker Deg) Grandma (Beste Mamma)

Could this be the day?

My mom just called to say that she was on her way to my Grandma's house. My aunt called her and left her a near hysterical message. She said that Grandmas was "talking to someone" saying that she would be there soon, and that she would hurry, she was going as fast as she could, things like that. Grandma told my aunt that today was the day she was going to die, and that she wanted all of her kids to be there.

She has been falling down a lot, a lot, and has stopped eating and drinking. Everyone thinks that the tumor has metastasized to her brain stem and that's why she keeps falling. We knew that when it got to that point it would only be a matter of days before she was gone.

At the same time, this could also just be the tumor getting bigger and pushing on a different part of her brain and making her act loopier. But if she is saying that she's going, no one is going to dismiss it. I hope it doesn't happen right now. I really don't want it to happen on my birthday, because that's all I would remember for the rest of my life.

I know I feel terrified and worried and sad, but there are some other emotions in me that I don't even know how to describe. I couldn't even begin to tell you what I'm feeling completely. I really need my husband to wake up so I can talk to him. Hopefully he'll be up before I go back to work from lunch. I just need a hug.

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This is my new hair! I decided at about dinner-time last night that i didn't want the blonde anymore. I missed a spot in the back, but i guess thats what i get for doing it myself. Grandma is still doing alright i don't think anything is changing really. Anything noticeable anyway. I'm out! Ha Det!

Save Ferris!

This whole thing with my grandma is making me stop and think about different things. Not anything too serious just stuff. Like what if this had happened, or this, or if I didn't do that, or if I did that? Not exactly questioning myself or the things I've done, but just wondering.

I went over to Grandma's house on Saturday with my mom and my sister, and my aunts were there. They were going to my Grandpa's work party that night and my mom wanted me to give her a pedicure and do her hair. I was a little like "ahh, no!" Old people feet are not fun for pedicures, but then I said, "What the hell? She is my grandma and she isn't going to be around for very much longer so I can probably give her a pedicure. Duh Chelsea! Grow up!" It was great! She sat in her chair and listened to her pink Ipod shuffle, and screamed at everyone when Perry Como came on, or that one song from Casablanca. Everyone just laughed at her. We just sat and talked about everything. It was a really good day.

We were saying goodbye to the Grandparents when they left for their party, my Uncle Scott (lives in Washington) was helping get Grandma into the car. When we all left the house, my sister rode with Scott and I rode with my mom. She said to me, "Well, he seemed like he took it pretty well."
"What are you talking about, mom?"
"That's probably the last time he's going to see his mom alive."

Duh Chelsea!!!

He was leaving the next morning to go back to Washington. I guess I didn't really feel like anything was different, she is just acting so normal. Her old, old, normal happy self. Not her old, miserable poor me self, lucky for us. That was no fun for anyone. Especially grandpa.

When she was giving me a hug as they were leaving, she said, "I love you. I'm so glad you're around again." I had to stop myself from bursting into tears right there. And that is when Ferris popped into my head.

"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it."

We're thinking about 2 or 3 months. And its going to go by pretty fast.

I'm gonna miss her