I Am In Love

I have always been skeptical of 'love at first sight'... until it happened to me.

The moment I set eyes on him I knew he was the one. We instantly connected with each other.

He has everything I have ever dreamed of -- Personality. Spunk. Beautiful eyes. Kind heart. Caring. Soft side. Listens more than he talks. I could go on forever!

The day we met was truly magical.

It has been 7 years since that day, and the magic is still strong as ever.

I look forward to coming home everyday and find him waiting to greet me.

We make meals together, watch TV together, enjoy the outdoors together.

Best of all, I can talk and talk and talk and he will listen to everything.

He never tells my secrets. He never gossips or complains. Never interrupts.

He is my best friend.

His name is Simon.

And he is my pet cat.

Tuesdays. Tuesdays. Tuesdays.

You wanna hear about my day? Ohhh I'll tell you about my day alright, and I won't spare any details! (Actually this was Tuesday, but whatev.)

So I wake up and there is snow on the ground. Bad start right there. Ugh... brace yourself. It only get worse.

Then on the way to turn on the light, I stub my big toe. Ouch! I got up early and curled my hair and clipped in my extensions. That's actually good news - it looked gorgeous! But I burnt my ear. Then I tried to move something heavy and pulled something in my back. Have you ever had a really stiff neck? Yeah, imagine that through your whole back! You can barely function.

Then, I was late for my appointment. Those who know me, already know I get sooo anxious when I'm running late. Then I forgot my check for my appointment. Bleh. But I brushed it off and went about my day.

Around noon I went to the DMV to renew my driver's license. (This is the sole reason I got up and took the pain and time of curling my hair...) Anyways, I drove through the snow storm and got there only to get my picture taken and after all of the paper work find out that my hair was messed up and sticking up like a mad woman. Jussst perfect.

So much for Tuesday's..

Hoping for better tomorrows.

Buh-Bye Blackberry...

The Blackberry is an organized freak's best friend.

I had a protected file with passwords to various accounts saved in it.
I had everything from to-do's, birthdays, and plans recorded in my calendar.
I had countless memorable pictures, ringtones, and videos saved.

I had over 400 contacts...

You may have noticed that each sentence is in past tense.. I meant to do that. Sadly, I once had all of that. That is - until I flushed my phone down the toilet.

Without fail, everytime the subject comes up someone mentions about a time when they dropped something of their's into the toilet. That sucks but, ummm... hello?! I said that I FLUSHED my phone down the toilet. It's gone. Disappeared. Non-existent.

There seems to be a lot of confusion when I tell people what happened to my phone. Most assume I was using the bathroom and the phone dropped and I didn't happen to notice... uhh no. If that was the case, I don't think I should be allowed to go to the bathroom unsupervised. Seriously people. Come on.

Let me clarify for everyone out there so we can all put this behind us and except that some toilets can flush a phone without clogging. A'ight?

Here's how the whole thing went down:

It's early morning and I'm helping at a fundraiser at a public park. (Yeah, karma's a witch.) After a few hours I went to the bathroom to relieve myself. I'm only human. So I went to the bathroom, and my phone was in my back pocket and when I pulled my pants back up it must have been hanging out precariously. So I flushed the toilet then I turn to leave the stall and I heard something hit the toilet and fall in. My first thought was, "NOOO! MY FAVORITE CHAPSTICK!!! Right as I turn I saw just in the knick of time my sweet black berry pearl being sucked up into the toilet.

I know what you're thinking. "No way."

Way.

In a state of shock I went out and this is what went down.

Me: *Tears forming* "Umm.. I.. think I just... umm, uhhh... flushed my toilet down the toilet."
Anna: *Half smile/cautious/confused* "Haha...ha. Really?"

Me: *Half smile/still in shock* "Yeah. Hahah. I did. Hahahahaha!"

Anna: *Smiling* "Hahahahaha!"

I laughed for about 2.7 seconds. Then it immediately turned into sobbing. All laughing ceased immediately and people jumped to my rescue.

One my raced into the bathroom and shoved his arm as far up the toilet as he could get it. Which wasn't very far at all... but thank you so much for trying. It meant a lot! Another man, with a sweet accent, got a wire hanger to put up the pipes and feel around for my phone. No luck. Another man offered to take the toilet apart for me. (Yes, I was sobbing sobbing. I looked a mess.) It was a kind offer, but I declined. His efforts would have been unsuccessful. I didn't want to waste anyone else's time. I knew the fate of my phone. And I accepted it. Sort of.

It was a sad sad day.

But on the bright side.. I got a new phone that exact same day and have since then been building my contacts list once again. (I'm at 65 and counting...)

Home Sweet Home

There has been mass confusion with big decisions lately. School. No school. Moving out. Moving 'back' in. Job. No job. People actually expect me to know what's going on! To tell you the truth, I'm usually the last to really know. It's possible. (Trust me.)

Anyways... at the time when I was moving out, my parents took a little trip. On that little trip I decided to move 'back' in. Forever. Well, almost forever. I also decided I would give them a nice surprise so that they would know I was really staying this time.

BEFORE:

AFTER:

Thanks goes to...
New Paint: Lowes
Paint Material: Lowes
Beautiful New Bed: Grandma Smith

24 hour make over. Now I know the pictures don't show a ton... but, it's a whole different room now. Simpler. Cleaner. I feel like I'm at the beach! (Besides the huge pine trees right outside my window blocking any view I may of had...) But I LOVE it sooo much.

Adult...?

I've grown up to believe that an adult is someone who is responsible, confident, intelligent, mature, patient, fearless... At 20 years of age some people consider me a young-adult, believe it or not. HA!I'll tell you a little secret-

-I panic if a bee is within a 20 foot radius of me.
-The more I learn, the stupider I feel.

-I'm terrified of swimming in lakes and oceans. (I had a panic attack in 4 feet of water at Bear Lake once.. My family just laughed at me. Thanks guys..)

-I have moments now and then when I feel insecure.

-Mature? I don't even know what that word means.

-I still wipe my mouth on my sleeve.

-I scream when I see spiders.

-I try to always be responsible. (Does that count?)

-When I'm alone in my car or my room I love to sing to the radio, but hate to do it with gum. So I'll take my gum out and set it on my nightstand or dashboard and then forget all about it. I do it over and over. So it tends to accumulate... TMI?

-I sleep with stuffed animals.. um. Maybe.

-Our family pet is one of my best friends. He brings out the child in me!

-Patience. Now that is one characteristic that I do have.. but DON'T test me!

-I chew with my mouth open, sometimes.

Let me tell you somethin - there is no such thing as an 'adult'. I'm 20 and I'm still looking for a true adult in this world. I have come to the conclusion that 'adults' are just kids in grown bodies.

Remember?

Remember, a while ago, I put up a video that was sent to me by my dad? Well, I have good news and bad news about that...

Bad News: The website doesn't have that video anymore so we will never be able to see it ever again. :(

Good News: The website has a new video! You can watch it here.

Enjoy.

(Go ahead, make your own. You know you want to.)

Impressive

I've taken piano lessons for so many years of my life that I lost count... point is: I never got past level 4. (Maybe 3..) Trying to read music for two different hands is impossible. I don't know how anyone does it! So I quit. As a consequence, I can't even read sheet music anymore. I regret it. Slightly. But now, thanks to Youtube.com, I can learn songs online and memorize them. Then play them anywhere at anytime and impress people! It's awesome! Until they ask me to sight read something... then they learn the truth... then they're not so impressed anymore... So if I ever play a song for you, act impressed and DON'T ask me to sight read. Mmmkay? Thanks.

Now, to show you some songs I've learned! (You'll should be slightly impressed.)

One Man's Dream - Yanni

Moonlight Sonata - Beethoven

Beautiful, aren't they? They calm my soul.