Dont forget who's taking you home, and in who's arms you're gonna be

Things people dont nessisarily know i hate:

• eating breakfast in the morning
• eating birthday cake
• roses (store bought)
• music theory talk
• aquariums 
• my tan face
• balloons
• the ridges in skin that form fingerprints
• slow talking
• starwars
• starwars
• starwars

Things people dont nessisarily know I love

• my thunder thighs
• cleaning
• color blindness

So you are welcome.

Pinchy Crabs that pinch at your sandals.

Sometimes I get so discouraged that I cant think of a a blog name ,that I end up just giving up on the blog.

Day two in Cali:

wake up.

Go to this crazy thrift store in a weird area and buy a lot of clothes.

Go BACK to echo park do more thirifting, check out all the cute shops, find a big floppy sun hat for a dollar (yessssss) then get swept into a weird shop with no clothes over 6$. All of the clothes had there tags cut off or scratched out. It was really sketchy. So Michal asks where they come from and the guy just gave us this face.....


Pretty sure we bought clothes from an underground black market.



But my shirt is cute...


Then we drove in fat ugly traffic for 2 hours.
Then we got to newport beach, and chilled with some fellas at a bonfire.


These cute boys.

Couldnt start a fire to safe their life.

I had  to go in there and salvage it, however I came in too late.
And our fire was a gonner.

Until our guardian fire angel came over with a giant burning stick and saved us.

And then they took us to dinner,and then i cooked them pazookie.

And then we drove back to our hotel at 4 in the morning.


Crazy times man.

Then we had to wake up and check out of our hotel at 11.

we were dead tired.
And trying to figure out how to get home.
Or get to the beach.
And we were so done with being tired and hungry and living out of a bag.


But then we got to Venice beach and had a swell time.

And then we drove home.

We were actually more tired at 4 in the afternoon than 1 am to 6 am on the drive up.

but we made it home and now its back to the grind.


Still got sand under my nails.


i miss the beach pretty hard, but im happy to be home, and for it to take a normal amount of time to get somewhere as opposed to making me want to cry any time i have to get behind the wheel.



IT WAS FUN.

Id be safe and warm, if I was in LA

Michal and I spontaneously rescheduled our  Cali trip to Monday night. I had work till 11pm,so we left town around 1 am and drove all night.

The decision to make the trip  was made late sunday night,so we didnt have much time to prepare.I had been talking about how when we did go to cali,I was gonna make a California  theme CD,which I did. However, I only made the CD with like 21 songs on it. We literally listened to it 7 times in a row. It was quite a Ted and Marshall Moment.

We got in around 6 am so we hit rush hour, which is pretty horrid. I dont know how anyone lives here. I would literally jump out of the passenger door if that was my everyday routine.

We honestly wanted to turn around and go home,we were so discouraged.
That part wasnt so fun.
Then we went to the dutch consolute which was relatively painless but still an experience.
While on the elevator Down to the parking Garage,Michal let out a massive fart, which is actually totally normal for us, the second after she does the doors open and a man gets on. We just look at each other and haul out of the elevator.


Then we went to Santa  Monica Pier  and ran into the ocean.

I was giggling and squealing in the water,and loved it so much I decided to grab a hand full of sand from under my feet.I look down into my hand and there are the most disgusting bugs I have ever seen all up on my hands.

BARRRRRRRFFFFF.

It was like a crab,  silver fish and a rollie pollie and a fat ugly baby.


Michal called them "Sand Crabs"

She reassures me they are at every beach.

Looks like Im never goin in the ocean ever again.


Finally,we hit the hotel around 3 and slept for the first time in 26 hours.


We seriously considered staying asleep for the night, but reasoned we didnt drive all this way to sleep in a tiny room.  


So, we decided to go out on the town, but we didnt really know where to go.


So I typed in "Hipsters towns in LA" into google

It lead me to a huge forum about hipster spots in LA (which transformed into a State wide debate about what it is to be a hipster)
But! We decided on Echo Park, which indeed was  a hipster town. Complete with vinyl shops, thrift stores, life music and a vegan restaurant ,which we enjoyed dinner at.

Michal got a thai baby coconut to drink.

 It was precious

Also we made a friend who is a musical producer slash clothing line owner slash boss slash sorta obscene

The waiter explained to him that there was corn in the milkshake (yeah, i know, grody) and our new friend says "Corn is for pigs...and Indians"


After a really awkward uncomfortable 5 seconds the waiter says "Not to say they are at all related..."



Thanks you Travis the hippie server at the vegan restaurant.  



It was a pretty solid day 1.

BE SMART BE COOL BE AN ADULT BE REMARKABLY ADROIT IN SOCIAL SITUATIONS

I have no idea what Im doing.


Its funny when you break your own rules.



Its funny when you can answer everyone else's question, but not your own.


Its hard being so enlightened.




I am singing in church tomorrow.
Im not all about it. 




I dislike church singing.
Its pretty different from musical theater singing.



Cuz its reverent.


And i am not used to silence after i perform.

*hair toss*



ohhhhhh sauccccyyyyy.







Guys.

Im trying to think of exciting stuff to blog about...but my life is so mediocre right now....


All i do is sleep, socialize,watch desperate housewife's and go to work.





Lets talk about today



I went to bed at 4 in the morning

And then my mom calls me at 10 to wake me up reminding me we are going to lunch at 11 for my dead sisters birthday (which was today)


I literally puled the phone away from my face and screamed "11 am lunches are so stupid. This is so stupid" and then i layed in bed for an hour, pouting that i had to wake up.


So I had a pretty sour attitude.


And then i went to lunch which was delicious.

and then i came home and watched tv.


and then my dad said "time to go practice the song"


and then i cussed and moaned and whined about how i wished id never agreed to sing with him.


And then i got there and whined some more in front of a really good friend.

And then i disrespected my dad and called him stupid ad told him to stop talking.


And then we finished and he was making small talk and I just left her house and walked home.


And  got ready for work.

and drove to work.

and worked.

and then came home.


I was a little freaking turd all day.
If i had a kid like me I would have left her at home.


Im glad my parents dont leave me at home.



So.

I want to be better tomorrow.

You just tell her that the only way her heart will mend is when she learns to love again

You can not take a nap at 8 pm.

And so.

This is me not napping.

Nathan left for Utah on Saturday.

Or...yesterday morning.

Tonight was the first dinner without him. It was really weird.

We all miss him pretty hard.

Im getting a little possessive of him.

 All thees people keep saying how much they miss him and yada yada.

Im about to kill myself to prove I missed him most.

But not really.

Saying you are going to kill yourself is never funny.

So I requested shifts off, cleaned my car, got an oil change, got the tires checked all this shish to go to cali tomorrow.

However the boys we were relying on to get us a place to stay fell through...so....it looks like we are not going.

I DONT NEED A MAN.

I CAN FIND A PLACE TO STAY ON MY OWN.

Michal and I went out in thees hot outfits last night.

We were super bored and Michal had had a hard day.

So we just decided to dress weird and then go out.


We though people might honestly mistake us for people with special needs,oddly enough, we just got called hipsters.


We went to the movies, Bliss rebar, and this party out in BFE.

At the party people were complimenting my shirt (yes , its cats) left and right.

People were like, "I love your style"


.....I was like.........

Hey....thanks....





It was pretty sweet.




I will now be taking  Voice Lessons with my super good friend Tracie Jones at her studio CounterPoint
She is super excellent and I recommend her to ANYBODY who wants to take any voice lessons or performance class.She knows her stuff.






Thats pretty much my life.



Its been surprisingly hectic lately.
But Im a fan.

This is more than the typical kinda thing, felt the jones in my bones when you were touching me

You know people who were super ugly and then grew up to be really attractive?


I love it.


Its like the twilight zone.



Like a dog walking on its hind legs.





Today, Im at work and Michal texts me telling me she has to go BACK to calli to redo some shish for holland.



SO GUESS WHO IS GOING ON A ROAD TRIP?




Looks like we wont have to shave our heads after all.





In less exciting news....


Nathan is the first friend I made in College.

and consequently responsible for many more.


Nathan helped me through some of the biggest events of my life.(ya know, so far)

Any one who knows Nathan knows he just has a way of doing that, helping you with your problems.

So when he moved in with me, we only became closer.

I can honestly recount multiple instances where I knocked on his door at 3 am just to talk something out with him.

Times when we just watched TV and laughed and then repeated the lines for months to come.


We introduce each other as brother and sister.


Nathan got a FAAAT job offer in Cedar City Utah performing in summer shows until August.
He will be leaving this Saturday.



Im already dreading it.


Who's door am I going to knock on at 3 am?


I am beyond thrilled for him, not to mention I know my town Cedar will take care of him, but imma miss him pretty hard.



But I will probably just avoid thinking about it.


Like I do with my dead dog.




Hmmm what else is happeninggggggg



MICHAL AND I ARE TRAINING FOR A TRIATHLON IN SEPTEMBER



ooootttt otttttttt.

So far we are kicking butt.





Im so proud of my lil mamma.

OH!
Ever since I got into my hippie phase I have been wanting insence, but i can never decide on any.
CUZ THERE ARE SO MANY SMELLS.

However, I am happy to report I baught some.
Now my room smells like tapestries and patchouli and love for everyone.


andddddddddddddddddddd

IDAHO.

Idaho was good.
I loved seeing my family, especially my little and big sisters and my nieces and my grumpy little nephew.





My little sister/cousin was asking me if i went to church or if I wanted to be married in the temple or if I dressed modestly and I pretty much answered "Nope" to all of those questions.

Shes sorta young. so it was hard for her to comprehend me going against everything she's been taught her whole life.

Which is fair.

I was actually really glad to just say it.
The thing about me is Im pretty much an open book, I will be 100% honest about what I do.
And the reason is because Im not ashamed
 Because I think things through before I do them.



The good thing about God choosing Jesus' plan is that I get to make my own choices.


So there is that.



The surprising thing is that out of all my family my 17 year old little sister understood me the most.
Talk about growing up.

I get why people tell me never to grow up and why moms are so protective.
I never want one bad thing to happen to that girl.






It was cold and rainy the whole time, but I welcomed the change.


Pause:

Lets think about why i would have deleted my last post.


Think real hard....



Mhhhhmmmmm.


Unpause:


However, I was so happy to get home.


I loved the hot stupid air hitting my face as soon as I walked out of the airport, I loved driving past the 7 buildings that make up Phoenix's downtown skyline,I loved throwing on a cotton dress and sitting in the sun.

 I stayed the night at Michals Mom's house.Which is kinda one of my favorite places in the world.
For those of you who don't know, its a pretty big deal. Its homely, its decorated exquisitely, it's....my favorite.


Lemme lay it down for you...

This is the front yard....


Right?


When Michal and I woke up, we would go gather duck eggs and chicken eggs from the back yard.

Seriously, being with Michal is living the life I want to live.


DUCK EGGS.


Yeah, I eat them all the time....




Michal and I are gonna have a duck no matter what.

Even if all it has is the little 4 by 4 patio of our apartment.


Then we would go get shawarma for lunch from the most leggit bakery.


And then we would go buy fabric to make maxi skirts with

And then we would go train for our triathlon.



Spending time with Michal is a nice vacation from my problems.


but i mean, its summer, so ....I dont really have any.


So thats been my life lately.


Im looking for another job, Cuz telling men I work in a movie theater is REALLY killing my game.

It leads them to ask how old I am.

Which is pretty much GAME OVER...

Well, with the fish Im tryin to fry.


No more kids stuff.



But finding a grown up job is a little bit tricky.

And a tad intimidating.

But IM SURE its nothing I can get over.


I mean, I gotta make that dough if Im gonna be moving to Chicago in February


hah.
Story:
While in he car with my sister Sarah, I was on the phone with my friend Jen and I mentioned moving to Chicago.
And Sarah says to her husband, sort of whispered, "Thats cute she thinks she's moving to Chicago"

And I say "THATS CUTE ALL YOUR DREAMS ARE DEAD."


*nods head*

PAUSE.

Why do we say feb-you-airy?

When its spelled feb-rue-airy.


Dumb.

UNPAUSE



Here's to Bigger and Better things.

Settling is taking you home.

I just tried to write a blog describing my philosophy on my "love life"






After much typing...



I deleted all of it.












I guess that is pretty accurate.

Cuz love hurts when you do it right, you can cry when you get older.

I HAD A DUCK EGG THIS MORNING

This morning I dropped off the love of my life Michal for Cali

I could write about how jealous i am that she is going without me....but i wont.



Because....she did offer to take me.

Remind me why I said no....?

barforama.

So now Im here without her for 3 days.



So this blog is all about what i will do while Michal is away.

What I will do while Michal is away

• Write a blog about what I will do
• Clean my room
• Clean the house
• Swim with my brothers
• Listen to this song
• clean my car
• craft
• make a TOASTER dress (Im serious Michal.....)
• do a cover
• go hiking
• go to the zoo
• go buy incense
• Make a dance video with Nathan and Joey
• Watch The Life Aquatic 
• Pick up a shift at work
• start an herb garden
• go to a farmers market
• locate a free "splash pad"
• Go out with boys*
• Go thrift shopping *
• Have spontaneous dance parties in my computer room
• find someone with red grapefruit trees and make my own grapefruit juice
• Call my sister back
• See a movie
•  tan
• miss my mamas and papas vinyl that is at Michals house
• miss Michal. a lot. 

I dunno if its like the full moon or what...but i have been boy CRAZZZZY.

but im not upset about it.

i love it.

Its too fun.

Im much more of a shopper than a purchaser. 

This summer is gonna be bomb....juss sayin.

Thirft shopping: I am obsessed with summer dresses.

I have legit worn a dress everyday this week.( i mean last week.....)

Im all about it. 

All i wanna wear is dresses forever.

dressesdressdresses.

I got my first odd print dress.

Its chickens.

But imma get more.

The ulimate goal is toasters.

Or.

Lawn mowers.

My goal for the summer is to sew my own mint maxi skirt.

It will be done.

Michal and I made a deal we have to go to Cali together before the summer is over or we will shave our heads....I guess i should have gone with her.

What the eff....why didnt I go?

I refuse to shave my head.