Now you should be hearing Mel Gibson saying "Freedom" and the theme music from Braveheart.
Yes, it has been 22 months of sacrificing, giving up our favorite things (including air condition for a summer), and not going on a single family vacation to get rid of Sallie Mae. It hasn't been easy, the kids (including Kris and myself) have cried and begged for it to stop but we kept pushing. The day has finally arrived where Sallie Mae actually owes us .17 cents.
Original principal balance: $37,980.14
Capitalized interest: $0.00
Outstanding principal balance: $-0.17
Accrued interest: $0.00
Total amount outstanding: $-0.17
I have been dreaming of this day for 2 years. I have a whole list of plans for the house. There a lot of places that I want to go see. Let's get started....oh wait, now I have to save all that money first.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Thursday, June 4, 2009
And the sex is.......
I finally made it back to the urologist yesterday. I have been waiting for 6 weeks for this appointment with great anticipation. What kind is it? What foods do I need to start eliminating? What do I need to do to prevent another one? The first question he asked me was if I took a multivitamin. "No. Well you need to start taking one. There is calcium in those but that should be OK." So I started thinking Calcium Oxalate. Oh well, that is the most common type which kind of sucks because I need to take extra calcium for my porous bones which have a tendency to break easily. Then he gave me the news......
"Well, we lost your stone in transit so I don't know what type it was." WHAT! You mean I went through all that pain and straining of my urine for nothing. I just sat there, dumbfounded, mumbling something about it being OK.
How do people lose a good size kidney stone? Don't they know the pain and expense I went through? They obviously had never had one before because if they had they would have been extra careful with mine. All these arguments and complaints were going through my head as I sat there listening to all the other advice. I am not sure but I think that I heard most of it.
What a complete disappointment. I really feel like something that belonged to me has been stolen. AUGHHH! Guess I will have to have another one.
"Well, we lost your stone in transit so I don't know what type it was." WHAT! You mean I went through all that pain and straining of my urine for nothing. I just sat there, dumbfounded, mumbling something about it being OK.
How do people lose a good size kidney stone? Don't they know the pain and expense I went through? They obviously had never had one before because if they had they would have been extra careful with mine. All these arguments and complaints were going through my head as I sat there listening to all the other advice. I am not sure but I think that I heard most of it.
What a complete disappointment. I really feel like something that belonged to me has been stolen. AUGHHH! Guess I will have to have another one.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
We are pleased to welcome the newest addition to our family; a 5 mm stone.
It all started around 11 am on Wednesday while I was running errands. At first I just thought it was cramps. I rushed home cursing every red light that I encountered. I am not sure if just getting out of the car and walking around helped or if the pain had just subsided a little but I was able to eat some lunch and take some Ibuprofen. I then called Kris and told him that I loved him and I thought I was going to die. He laughed at me.
At that point I was feeling OK; I did a little sewing and got Lexi ready and off to school. The pain was increasing and I knew that I wasn't going to make it to work so I called and told them that I couldn't come in because I was having the worst cramps in my life. Fortunately my co-worker understood, she laughed at me too.
The pain was getting worse, I needed some pain pills designed specifically for cramps so I headed off to Harmons to buy some Pamprin or Midol. This time I didn't have to worry about too many red lights but I didn't think that I was going to make it home. The pain was doubling. When I got home I called my dad and asked him if it was OK if I took Pamprin along with the Ibuprofen. He immediately started to ask me if I thought I was pregnant and if it was a tubal or molar pregnancy. At that point the pain was so bad that I was crying to my dad on the phone and I remember thinking "Just take the whole uterus out, I don't want it anymore." He told me to take some more Ibuprofen, get a heating pad and lay down. Well, I couldn't find the heating pad so I had this brilliant idea of getting into the bath tub. Unfortunately, it is very hard to lie flat in a bath tub and I couldn't get comfortable so after 5 minutes in the bath tub I got out and threw up my lunch (there goes all my pain pills.)
After several unsuccessful attempts to reach Kris, he finally called me and I told him that I needed him to come home. I also called my dad back and told him that I needed something more than just Ibuprofen (it is great having a Dr. in the family). My dad said that he would come and check me out.
Kris came home. I am writhing with pain in the bed, sobbing to him and he is sitting on the floor holding my hand. He is such a great husband, I am truly blessed to be married to such a man. He just sat there with me, asking me if there was anything he could do. He finally said that I had to go to the ER. THE ER, you don't go the the ER for CRAMPS! The ER is for life and death emergencies ie, heart attacks, stabbings through the heart, accidents involving brain matter. I think that I actually said to Kris that we should go to an insta-care instead. My dad finally got there and came into the room, asked me where it hurt and said that he thinks that I have a kidney stone. OK, I can go to the ER; a kidney stone is ER worthy.
That was the longest drive to Alta View Hospital I have ever had in my life. I was really cursing at all the lights now and was cursing IHC for not having their new Riverton Hospital (5 minutes away) open yet. I swear it took 2 hours to get there. As soon as I got there I walked straight into the triage nursing station, I wasn't going to wait for anybody to call me in. I needed treatment NOW! The nurse was asking me a whole bunch of questions, I was dieing and I felt like crying again. Finally they got me back into a room, got an IV started, saw the Dr. and waited for the pain meds. I did start crying at that point. Kris and my dad gave me a blessing, it didn't take away the pain but it did make me feel emotionally better. I feel so fortunate to have a husband who is worthy and can use the power of our Heavenly Father to help me. That was truly a tender moment for me, 2 men that I love working together to heal me. Thank you.
After what seemed like hours the pain meds finally arrived. AHHHHHHHHHHHH. I am alive! I have never loved morphine so much in my life.
The CT confirmed my dad's suspicion that it was a kidney stone. The Dr. said it was a good size; 5 mm. Now was the hard part, getting it out. The Dr. gave me some more drugs, said good luck and sent me on my way. I was worried that the pain would start to come back so I made Kris and my Dad fill the prescription on the way home from the hospital. I immediately took one but it was too late, a few hours later I was in pain, throwing up and wondering if I should go back to the ER. I started to take more pain pills than the prescription suggested and got the pain under control. I pretty much stayed awake all night taking pain pills every 2 hours to make sure that the pain didn't return. That continued all day on Thursday until about 4:30 p.m. when the big moment arrived. There it was, in the strainer. Big and Ugly.
The CT confirmed my dad's suspicion that it was a kidney stone. The Dr. said it was a good size; 5 mm. Now was the hard part, getting it out. The Dr. gave me some more drugs, said good luck and sent me on my way. I was worried that the pain would start to come back so I made Kris and my Dad fill the prescription on the way home from the hospital. I immediately took one but it was too late, a few hours later I was in pain, throwing up and wondering if I should go back to the ER. I started to take more pain pills than the prescription suggested and got the pain under control. I pretty much stayed awake all night taking pain pills every 2 hours to make sure that the pain didn't return. That continued all day on Thursday until about 4:30 p.m. when the big moment arrived. There it was, in the strainer. Big and Ugly.
I went to the urologist on Friday and gave him our new addition. He was impressed (or so he said). It was sent somewhere for testing. I have to do some additional testing myself to see if I can prevent another one from happening. We will find out the gender and hair color in a month.
I guess this runs in my moms family (thanks MOM). My grandma said that my grandpa had lots of them and kept them in a jar (totally disgusting). Kris and I think that 3 kids are enough, we aren't going to try for anymore. 2 keep us on our toes all the time and the 3rd, well, it kept me in bed unable to do anything for the other 2. Needless to say, Nicholas and Lexi are not being very accepting of it.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
My First (Half) Marathon Expierence.
This is a momentous occasion for me. I am not a natural born runner. I am short, with short legs. My strides are very short, my heart races, and I usually last only 10 minutes before I want to pass-out. I have never enjoyed running. Through-out the years I have tried to run. I usually start off strong but after the first day, my lungs are burning and that is a strong signal to me that it is completely unhealthy. Last year, I broke my leg by doing nothing but running. No, I didn't fall, I didn't trip, and I was wearing good running shoes. I was just running and my leg started to hurt. Who would have thought.
So since I had paid for the half marathon last year before breaking my leg I begged and pleaded to the marathon people to transfer the entry fee to this year. Never in a million years did I think that they would do it (I had to do something to make me feel better about wasting $60 not to mention the Dr. bills and MRI bill that came along with the broken leg). Well, someone wants me to run because they sent me a certificate for a free entry to the half marathon for this year. I had to get my money's worth so I started to train AGAIN. As the weeks went by, I got more nervous for my leg and more confident that maybe I could do this. I didn't train as hard as I did last year but I enjoyed it much more. I was so proud of myself the day that I ran 11 miles. I couldn't believe it. 11 MILES. Do you know how far that is??????
The morning came. I was extremely nervous. I asked Kris to say a prayer for us (well, me mostly) and off we went. The race started and Kris was off. We were both tackling our own demons alone. At first I was being passed by everyone which was a bit frustrating but I stuck to my game plan. As the miles ticked away I found my little group of people who were running the same race as myself. I would pass them then they would pass me. On and on that went until the finish. I felt a sort of connection with them, too bad I didn't know any of their names.
On my mile 8 (full marathon mile 22) I was passed by the pace car and the leader of the marathon. Now that was totally crazy. He had run 22 miles in 1:55. I couldn't believe it. I knew that I would be passed by marathoners but to actually have it happen was weird. I can say that I ran with the winner for all of 1/15th of a second. He passed me in just one of his long strides. A few minutes later I was passed by another one. Those natural marathoners are amazing.
As the finish got closer I got more excited and more nervous because the tendons around my knees were starting to hurt. I slowed down a bit and kept going. Then I saw that I was on mile 12 and the time was 2:35. I was so excited. My whole goal was to finish ( and hopefully before Kris who was running the full marathon) around 3 hours. I knew that I could do it. Soon I was running down the last stretch and the clock was reading 2:53. I had started about 2 minutes after the official start so my official chip time was 2:51:51. What a feeling to finish. I was so proud of myself. For someone who never in a million years thought they could run a 10K let alone a half marathon I felt that was the best time ever.
Would I do it again? YES. Do I want to run a full marathon? NO. I recognize my limits. I honestly have no desire to run a full marathon. That would be torturous. But I am currently looking for another half.
So since I had paid for the half marathon last year before breaking my leg I begged and pleaded to the marathon people to transfer the entry fee to this year. Never in a million years did I think that they would do it (I had to do something to make me feel better about wasting $60 not to mention the Dr. bills and MRI bill that came along with the broken leg). Well, someone wants me to run because they sent me a certificate for a free entry to the half marathon for this year. I had to get my money's worth so I started to train AGAIN. As the weeks went by, I got more nervous for my leg and more confident that maybe I could do this. I didn't train as hard as I did last year but I enjoyed it much more. I was so proud of myself the day that I ran 11 miles. I couldn't believe it. 11 MILES. Do you know how far that is??????
The morning came. I was extremely nervous. I asked Kris to say a prayer for us (well, me mostly) and off we went. The race started and Kris was off. We were both tackling our own demons alone. At first I was being passed by everyone which was a bit frustrating but I stuck to my game plan. As the miles ticked away I found my little group of people who were running the same race as myself. I would pass them then they would pass me. On and on that went until the finish. I felt a sort of connection with them, too bad I didn't know any of their names.
On my mile 8 (full marathon mile 22) I was passed by the pace car and the leader of the marathon. Now that was totally crazy. He had run 22 miles in 1:55. I couldn't believe it. I knew that I would be passed by marathoners but to actually have it happen was weird. I can say that I ran with the winner for all of 1/15th of a second. He passed me in just one of his long strides. A few minutes later I was passed by another one. Those natural marathoners are amazing.
As the finish got closer I got more excited and more nervous because the tendons around my knees were starting to hurt. I slowed down a bit and kept going. Then I saw that I was on mile 12 and the time was 2:35. I was so excited. My whole goal was to finish ( and hopefully before Kris who was running the full marathon) around 3 hours. I knew that I could do it. Soon I was running down the last stretch and the clock was reading 2:53. I had started about 2 minutes after the official start so my official chip time was 2:51:51. What a feeling to finish. I was so proud of myself. For someone who never in a million years thought they could run a 10K let alone a half marathon I felt that was the best time ever.
Would I do it again? YES. Do I want to run a full marathon? NO. I recognize my limits. I honestly have no desire to run a full marathon. That would be torturous. But I am currently looking for another half.
Friday, March 27, 2009
I have always wanted my fortune in my fortune cookie to come true...
The other week the family went out to dinner at a new Chinese restaurant. Of course we got fortune cookies after our meal and mine said something about connecting with old friends. Earlier that week and also that day I had multiple family and friends ask me to join facebook. I told them, flat out, NO! I didn't have enough time. A few days later, Kris joined. I have been looking at his facebook accounts, seeing all the messages being posted, all the old friends he hasn't talked with since his high school days (including, I might add, old girlfriends) and I felt like I was missing out on something. But, I held firm. I didn't have enough time for all of this. As the days went by I was getting a bit jealous. He kept telling me to join. Well, today I broke down and joined. So far the only friends that I have are family members. I am still waiting to find those old friends of mine.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Twilight Movie comes out tonight at midnight!
The other day my sister-in-law asked me if I was going to buy the Twilight movie. She said that she was boycotting it because she was so disappointed in the movie and the last book. I have been thinking about it. I too was disappointed in the movie (see previous post) and although I did like the last book I do have to admit that I was a bit disappointed in it also. I wanted more action, I wanted some blood shed, I wanted some tearing off of heads and war. It all ended a bit too peaceful for me. Come on people, these are vampires that we are talking about. They definitely don't have peace in mind, they lure people into their dungeons for mid-day snacks. The author lead us up to this great big war and then it ended peacefully! Oh, give me a break.
So, after giving it some consideration.....yes I am. Why? Honestly, I don't know. I keep hoping that the move will be different. (Isn't that the definition of insanity?)
UPDATE: Not only did I buy the movie but for some odd reason Salt Lake was chosen to be 1 of 3 U.S. cities to hold a surprise appearance for one of the Twilight actors. At first when I heard this, I was thinking, "Oh, it will be downtown at some store and I don't love the movie THAT much." So a friend looked it up for me and....can you believe it? They picked Riverton's Walmart as the lucky spot. Riverton's Walmart??? That is what I said. Well, I had to go. I just had to go. I didn't know who it was going to be and I had to find out. It could be James, or Laurent or one of the cute brothers. I had to find out. So I went to Walmart to find out. The parking lot was packed, I walked in the front door and it was full of screaming people. I looked around, jumped up and down, (I am short you know) and couldn't see anybody. Finally I had to ask who it was. The answer.......
So, after giving it some consideration.....yes I am. Why? Honestly, I don't know. I keep hoping that the move will be different. (Isn't that the definition of insanity?)
UPDATE: Not only did I buy the movie but for some odd reason Salt Lake was chosen to be 1 of 3 U.S. cities to hold a surprise appearance for one of the Twilight actors. At first when I heard this, I was thinking, "Oh, it will be downtown at some store and I don't love the movie THAT much." So a friend looked it up for me and....can you believe it? They picked Riverton's Walmart as the lucky spot. Riverton's Walmart??? That is what I said. Well, I had to go. I just had to go. I didn't know who it was going to be and I had to find out. It could be James, or Laurent or one of the cute brothers. I had to find out. So I went to Walmart to find out. The parking lot was packed, I walked in the front door and it was full of screaming people. I looked around, jumped up and down, (I am short you know) and couldn't see anybody. Finally I had to ask who it was. The answer.......
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
My psychotic eposides have returned and I have to gloat
Writers note: Although all the following events did happen, I did use a bit of creativity in tying them in all together. In other words, I didn't purposefully try to sabotage my husband, maybe just subconsciously.
Kris and I are competitive with each other. We each get mad when the other wins a game. There are some games that we just don't play anymore because one person kept losing and has sworn to never play again until a lot of time has passed and she has convinced herself that she can win. That is how it goes in our house, one person gloats while the other is suffering inside and is planning their ultimate revenge. Well, I got mine!
When we first bought this house a year and half ago Kris' credit score was higher than mine. Not by a lot but by a few points. Needless to say, Kris was gloating. I was not happy about this. How could he have a higher credit score than me? He has a student loan on his name. I have no outstanding loans, I take care of all the bills. The reason why his credit score is better than mine is because I PAY ALL THE BILLS ON TIME. Life is so unfair. This is not like we can just play another game and I will try a new strategy, this was a home purchase. You can't just do this again and again until you win. I was really pissed and he knew it. That was then.
We just refinanced our house. When we got our good faith estimate from our mortgage consultant we both looked at our credit score. I WAS IN THE LEAD!!!! however, it was not by much. Just a few points. Things could change and I knew it. I needed to make sure that things didn't. I started to think.......what can I do to set this in stone without damaging our chances of getting this refinance done and ruining my own credit score? Think, Think, Think.
We get the newspaper and the payment was due. I pay all of the bills through our bank on the computer BUT the newspaper. You have to pay that courier tip and I am not sure how to do that on the bank so I write a check. I DIDN'T PAY IT. The newspaper is in Kris's name. HA HA HA. We keep getting newspaper bills. NOT PAID. Kris keeps asking me if I have paid for the newspaper..."Oh, no. Not yet, I will." ha ha ha. Finally, we get a collection agency calling us looking for our payment. I decide that it is finally time to pay.
Closing time comes, Kris's credit score dropped 20 points. YES!!!!!!!! Kris is pissed. I am gloating. Revenge is sweet!
p.s. For those of you who are worried about Kris's credit score, don't be. It will jump right back to where it was as I continue to pay off his student loan early.
Kris and I are competitive with each other. We each get mad when the other wins a game. There are some games that we just don't play anymore because one person kept losing and has sworn to never play again until a lot of time has passed and she has convinced herself that she can win. That is how it goes in our house, one person gloats while the other is suffering inside and is planning their ultimate revenge. Well, I got mine!
When we first bought this house a year and half ago Kris' credit score was higher than mine. Not by a lot but by a few points. Needless to say, Kris was gloating. I was not happy about this. How could he have a higher credit score than me? He has a student loan on his name. I have no outstanding loans, I take care of all the bills. The reason why his credit score is better than mine is because I PAY ALL THE BILLS ON TIME. Life is so unfair. This is not like we can just play another game and I will try a new strategy, this was a home purchase. You can't just do this again and again until you win. I was really pissed and he knew it. That was then.
We just refinanced our house. When we got our good faith estimate from our mortgage consultant we both looked at our credit score. I WAS IN THE LEAD!!!! however, it was not by much. Just a few points. Things could change and I knew it. I needed to make sure that things didn't. I started to think.......what can I do to set this in stone without damaging our chances of getting this refinance done and ruining my own credit score? Think, Think, Think.
We get the newspaper and the payment was due. I pay all of the bills through our bank on the computer BUT the newspaper. You have to pay that courier tip and I am not sure how to do that on the bank so I write a check. I DIDN'T PAY IT. The newspaper is in Kris's name. HA HA HA. We keep getting newspaper bills. NOT PAID. Kris keeps asking me if I have paid for the newspaper..."Oh, no. Not yet, I will." ha ha ha. Finally, we get a collection agency calling us looking for our payment. I decide that it is finally time to pay.
Closing time comes, Kris's credit score dropped 20 points. YES!!!!!!!! Kris is pissed. I am gloating. Revenge is sweet!
p.s. For those of you who are worried about Kris's credit score, don't be. It will jump right back to where it was as I continue to pay off his student loan early.
Monday, February 16, 2009
What has happened to my psychotic episodes?
I am actually feeling guilty for not writing on my blog. The truth is that I just haven't felt inspired lately. Maybe my life is just really boring right now, maybe I need the spring and fresh air, maybe my hallucinogenic drugs are not working any more. I guess it is time to try something new.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Go (gag) Utes!
I can remember 2 times in my life where I have actively cheered for the University of Utah to win anything; the NCAA run when Utah LOST to Kentucky in the finals and when they played against Pittsburgh in the Fiesta Bowl.
I will be cheering for the UTES again tomorrow night. You might be asking your self "How can you cheer for the UTES? Isn't that like eating your own vomit?" Yes, it has been and probably will be tomorrow. But sometimes you have to slurp puke to achieve a higher, loftier goal. I realize that a win here will only help the Mountain West (and BYU) by gaining some national respect. SO DON'T SCREW THIS UP! You BETTER win!
I will be cheering for the UTES again tomorrow night. You might be asking your self "How can you cheer for the UTES? Isn't that like eating your own vomit?" Yes, it has been and probably will be tomorrow. But sometimes you have to slurp puke to achieve a higher, loftier goal. I realize that a win here will only help the Mountain West (and BYU) by gaining some national respect. SO DON'T SCREW THIS UP! You BETTER win!
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Childhood Friends
Some of my childhood friends planned a "Breakfast with Friends" day. It was so much fun to see everybody again. I haven't seen some of these girls since I left for college 15+ years ago. It was so great to catch up. My old mutual advisors were invited also, how fun. Listed below are some of memories with people in this picture;
(all the girls in the picture where involved with this) at girls camp when we did our play and sang "Mrs O'Leary" backwards (which I still remember) and upside down with faces painted on our face (sorry if that doesn't make any sense but if you were involved hopefully it makes sense to you.) And Sis. Kotter being a witch at that same play.
Sis. Carter-All the fantastic lessons in church and wonderful advice.
Michelle-melting and eating cheese until we got sick.
Amy-the girls camp where you got a visit from your favorite aunt for the very first time and how excited you were.
Brodie-having a summer of tennis lessons together.
Catherine, Deborah, and Mrs. Keddington-being in 4H and learning how to sew.
Anne-well, there are so many memories but the best are the ones down in your bedroom, tickling each others arms, and talking about boys.
GOOD TIMES!
Monday, December 29, 2008
Lexi is moving on
For the past year I have been Lexi's primary teacher and have absolutely loved it. Yesterday was my last day. Lexi is moving on. I didn't think that I would be but I am terribly sad about this. Last night she said that she was very excited for her new teacher which I am happy about however, I like to think she is just saying that. Nobody can ever be as good as me, right?
Kris and I are team teaching next year. We are getting the same age group that I taught this year (the 4 to 5 year old). They must be some group because every single member of the primary presidency has come up to us and has said something about this class. They are worried about Kris not being able to handle them and I look at them and say "You are worried about Kris? He is great with kids; kids love Kris. You should be worried about me!"
Well, back to Lexi. Thank you for letting me be your teacher and your mom. I love both jobs and will really miss the first.
Kris and I are team teaching next year. We are getting the same age group that I taught this year (the 4 to 5 year old). They must be some group because every single member of the primary presidency has come up to us and has said something about this class. They are worried about Kris not being able to handle them and I look at them and say "You are worried about Kris? He is great with kids; kids love Kris. You should be worried about me!"
Well, back to Lexi. Thank you for letting me be your teacher and your mom. I love both jobs and will really miss the first.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Oh me, Oh My. The day I have been waiting for has arrived.
So I was one of those crazy women who went to the midnight premier of Twilight, well actually the 12:30 premier. I have to say that I was very excited for it. If you hadn't noticed, I even had a countdown on my blog (thanks to my husband for finding it for me). I didn't dress up nor did I have a Jacob or Edward shirt but I was excited all the same.
So the day came. I was all a flutter. Luckily I had a lot to do that day. There was a meeting in the morning then the slow day of work. When I got home I went to a neighbors home party, went to McCall's and Mitchel's violin recital and then got home around 9:30 p.m.
What to do? I only had 3 hours left and had nothing to do. I tried talking to Kris for awhile but he wanted to go to sleep. I then watched Dave Letterman and luckily he had Kristen Stewart on as a guest. Oh me, oh my, was I excited. Well, needless to say she bombed the interview. She was horrible. I was thinking, "you are an actress, ACT!" It was uncomfortable to watch. I felt bad for Dave Letterman but I didn't let that get my spirits down. I thought "she will be better in the movie."
Well, the time came. I headed over to the movie theaters and meet up with my friends. By the time we got there the 12:00 showings had started so the really die-hard Bella in a prom dress people were already in fantasy land drooling over Edward or Jacob (Carrie, I am sorry that I missed your "Edward? or Jacob?" shirt). There was still a lot of excitement in the air, people taking pictures, get their faces painted white etc.
We got our treats, took our seats, and then the movie started (along with all the screaming and drooling.) I watched, James was HOT!, Laurent was HOT, Edward, well he was O.K. Jacob was young looking but I thought he was better looking then Edward. I hated the "Edward's skin sparkles" part. But, overall it was OK. I can't say that I loved it but I didn't hate it. I do have to say that I was a little disappointed. Call me crazy but this movie had so much hype behind it, even before the shooting started, that you would think it wouldn't look like a low budget movie but it did. I have even seen low budget movies look better than this. So I was a little bummed and tired (it was 2:30 a.m.). I walked out of our theatre expecting the building to be like a ghost town, no! people were waiting for their showing to start. At 2:30 a.m.! I couldn't believe it.
Lexi wants to go see it with me. I don't think that she will like it but I figure I may go see it again. I keep telling myself that it was the late hour and my physically exhausting day that made me not love the movie. If I go see it with Lexi during the day while I am refreshed then the movie will be different.
So the day came. I was all a flutter. Luckily I had a lot to do that day. There was a meeting in the morning then the slow day of work. When I got home I went to a neighbors home party, went to McCall's and Mitchel's violin recital and then got home around 9:30 p.m.
What to do? I only had 3 hours left and had nothing to do. I tried talking to Kris for awhile but he wanted to go to sleep. I then watched Dave Letterman and luckily he had Kristen Stewart on as a guest. Oh me, oh my, was I excited. Well, needless to say she bombed the interview. She was horrible. I was thinking, "you are an actress, ACT!" It was uncomfortable to watch. I felt bad for Dave Letterman but I didn't let that get my spirits down. I thought "she will be better in the movie."
Well, the time came. I headed over to the movie theaters and meet up with my friends. By the time we got there the 12:00 showings had started so the really die-hard Bella in a prom dress people were already in fantasy land drooling over Edward or Jacob (Carrie, I am sorry that I missed your "Edward? or Jacob?" shirt). There was still a lot of excitement in the air, people taking pictures, get their faces painted white etc.
We got our treats, took our seats, and then the movie started (along with all the screaming and drooling.) I watched, James was HOT!, Laurent was HOT, Edward, well he was O.K. Jacob was young looking but I thought he was better looking then Edward. I hated the "Edward's skin sparkles" part. But, overall it was OK. I can't say that I loved it but I didn't hate it. I do have to say that I was a little disappointed. Call me crazy but this movie had so much hype behind it, even before the shooting started, that you would think it wouldn't look like a low budget movie but it did. I have even seen low budget movies look better than this. So I was a little bummed and tired (it was 2:30 a.m.). I walked out of our theatre expecting the building to be like a ghost town, no! people were waiting for their showing to start. At 2:30 a.m.! I couldn't believe it.
Lexi wants to go see it with me. I don't think that she will like it but I figure I may go see it again. I keep telling myself that it was the late hour and my physically exhausting day that made me not love the movie. If I go see it with Lexi during the day while I am refreshed then the movie will be different.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
I was robbed when it comes to a sense of humor
Have you ever been with a group of people who are all laughing hysterically at something and you don't find it funny at all? NO? I didn't think so. This happens to me all the time. Just the other day I was in a meeting with 6 other people who are all laughing at something one of the attendees said and I just sat there and smiled.
I always tell people that I have absolutely no sense of humor. I have a theory behind it. My next older brother has a great sense of humor. I love going to movies with him, he laughs the entire movie and by the end of the movie I am laughing also.... not at the movie but at him. And to top it all off, he has a great laugh. I say that all the humor genes went to him and my parents had nothing left for me. (He got all the intelligent genes also but I am not as upset about that one.) I was left with the runt humor genes, the no good ones, and the defective ones. I have learned how to cope with it but I am still a little bitter. Why can't I find things funny? The only things I find funny are other peoples pain; for instance the skateboarding video on Kris' blog, however I didn't even find that one funny. I know, I have a sick sense of humor. I told you my genes were defective.
I always tell people that I have absolutely no sense of humor. I have a theory behind it. My next older brother has a great sense of humor. I love going to movies with him, he laughs the entire movie and by the end of the movie I am laughing also.... not at the movie but at him. And to top it all off, he has a great laugh. I say that all the humor genes went to him and my parents had nothing left for me. (He got all the intelligent genes also but I am not as upset about that one.) I was left with the runt humor genes, the no good ones, and the defective ones. I have learned how to cope with it but I am still a little bitter. Why can't I find things funny? The only things I find funny are other peoples pain; for instance the skateboarding video on Kris' blog, however I didn't even find that one funny. I know, I have a sick sense of humor. I told you my genes were defective.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
A new season and a "change" for the good
I woke up this morning to the first snowfall of the season. I love the first snowfall. The world is all white, clean and looks absolutely beautiful. I took that as a sign. I am going to start this new season and new year with a clean, white slate and hopefully it will become beautiful. The "changes" that I am most looking forward to are;
1. Workplace pension plans for retirement
2. Lower health care costs
3. Affordable College, even free community college tuition
4. Ending the war in Iraq "responsibly" (I am not sure what time frame "responsibly" is, during the primaries it was 6 months but now...... I guess it means anytime between 6 months to ??? years.)
Finally and most excitedly,
5. LOWER TAXES
For some reason Kris is not being to supportive of my new found view of life. I am not sure why, I thought he would be very happy. I told him that our future looks bright, beautiful and happy where we get more for our money. I don't understand how anybody wouldn't be happy about that. Well, I guess if you are "rich" then you aren't going to be happy because none of the above applies to you, in fact you will be paying for it. Let me be the first to say THANK YOU.
1. Workplace pension plans for retirement
2. Lower health care costs
3. Affordable College, even free community college tuition
4. Ending the war in Iraq "responsibly" (I am not sure what time frame "responsibly" is, during the primaries it was 6 months but now...... I guess it means anytime between 6 months to ??? years.)
Finally and most excitedly,
5. LOWER TAXES
For some reason Kris is not being to supportive of my new found view of life. I am not sure why, I thought he would be very happy. I told him that our future looks bright, beautiful and happy where we get more for our money. I don't understand how anybody wouldn't be happy about that. Well, I guess if you are "rich" then you aren't going to be happy because none of the above applies to you, in fact you will be paying for it. Let me be the first to say THANK YOU.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
I just voted
It is raining here today. I like to think that means that God is crying along with me over my choices for President. I do believe that the forefathers were inspired by God when establishing this great country of ours and they were also inspired when writing the Constitution including the Bill of Rights. I hope people back in Washington are still receiving inspiration.
I did my civic duty and submitted my two cents worth. I had a hard time picking one for Governor. Gov. Huntsman has done some things that I don't necessarily agree with and he is the incumbent so I wasn't sure if I should pick him again. Then there is the Democrat, I don't know if I can afford higher taxes and more government shoved down my throat but he is the newbie. Then there is the Libertarian. He is a little crazy but maybe that is OK. I at first left it blank and went on to the next pages. I finally made a decision, not liking any of the candidates on that one either.
Kris also voted. He wont tell me who he voted for which means that he voted for the one I hate.
Alexis informed us yesterday that she also voted in her kindergarten class. She told us who she voted for and Kris started to laugh. I asked her why she voted for that person, she didn't know why. I think it must be because he is the one that Kris and I always are discussing in our house. I am trying to open up Kris' eyes to the truth, I am trying, really trying but, he refuses to see. Then I asked Lexi if they were the only ones on the ballot, what about the Libertarian and Constitutionalist? I told her that she needs to demand a re-vote and include those other candidates. She kept apologizing to me for her vote.
I did my civic duty and submitted my two cents worth. I had a hard time picking one for Governor. Gov. Huntsman has done some things that I don't necessarily agree with and he is the incumbent so I wasn't sure if I should pick him again. Then there is the Democrat, I don't know if I can afford higher taxes and more government shoved down my throat but he is the newbie. Then there is the Libertarian. He is a little crazy but maybe that is OK. I at first left it blank and went on to the next pages. I finally made a decision, not liking any of the candidates on that one either.
Kris also voted. He wont tell me who he voted for which means that he voted for the one I hate.
Alexis informed us yesterday that she also voted in her kindergarten class. She told us who she voted for and Kris started to laugh. I asked her why she voted for that person, she didn't know why. I think it must be because he is the one that Kris and I always are discussing in our house. I am trying to open up Kris' eyes to the truth, I am trying, really trying but, he refuses to see. Then I asked Lexi if they were the only ones on the ballot, what about the Libertarian and Constitutionalist? I told her that she needs to demand a re-vote and include those other candidates. She kept apologizing to me for her vote.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Giving Thanks
Since it is the month of giving thanks I thought it would be a good idea to write down all the things I am thankful for. They are posted on the side. Lets see how many I can come up with.
Great minds think alike
Since Halloween is over I thought it would be a good time to update the backgrounds on the family's page and my own page. I went to the web site I usually go to and found a great background for the family page. I downloaded it, changed all the font colors and admired my work. I then thought I would go to Kristina's blog to see if she posted Halloween pictures. She had picked the same background as I did. Oh my! ( of course hers is cuter than mine). I am going to need to pick a new background so I thought I should check other blogs first before I change mine again. I went to Angela R blog and she also has the same background. Wow! What I can say, their creative genius is rubbing off on me.
Now THAT is hilarious
The other day my sister in law posted a comment on my blog saying that Kris and I are "soo creative". When I read that I started to laugh. She is calling me creative, she puts the rest of the family to shame with all her creativity and she thinks that I am creative. If she could just lend me 1 ounce of her creativity I would be thrilled. Thanks Kristina, we are learning lots from you!
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Emily's account of the same event.
For those of you who have read Kris' blog "I fought the law" here is my story.
We were driving home from my parents house and had just started driving again after stopping at a red light. All of a sudden Kris says "I wasn't speeding. No way, I wasn't speeding was I? Emily, was I speeding?" I had no idea whether or not if he was speeding, I wasn't paying attention to whether he was breaking the law. He then starts pulling over to the side of the street and I then realize that he is being pulled over (a little slow on the take, I know. That is what happens when one is self-absorbed.) I start laughing a little.
Emily: "HA, HA, HA. It is about time you get a ticket."
Kris: "But I wasn't speeding."
Emily: "I don't care, this is too good. Now you can't say anything else to me about all my tickets. What goes around comes around, lawbreaker!"
Nicholas and Lexi: "Are they going to take you to jail?"
Police Man: "Licence and Registration"
Kris then goes into this lame story about not speeding and about the car in front of us who also pulled over. The cop leaves, so does the car in front of us, and we are left in the car.
Kris: "I swear I wasn't speeding. That is why that car in front of us pulled over also, they knew that they were speeding."
Emily: "It doesn't matter, you are getting a ticket." HA HA HA
During all this time I am thinking "If he gets out of this I am going to be so mad. If this was me, there would be no way that I would get out of this. I always have a good story. I always have some logical reason. I never get out of my tickets. NEVER."
Lexi and Nicholas are still concerned that the policeman is going to take Kris away and Kris says no because he isn't a lawbreaker.
The cop comes back and says "good news and bad news" Singing in my head to the tune of of the childish teasing song..."Yes, Kris is getting a tick -et. Kris is getting a tick-et. Kris is getting a tick-et."
Policeman: "I am not going to give you a ticket for speeding but your license is expired."
Emily's thoughts "No way, he talked his way of the ticket. I can't believe it, but he will definitely get one for having an expired licence. I have NEVER gotten a ticket for an expired license. I would NEVER drive with an expired license.....well, I have driven a car with an expired registration but that is totally different. A license is different. I would certainly know if my licenses is expired. There is no way he is getting out of this. NO WAY!"
The cop is then asking me if I have my license to see if my was expired also. I honestly have no idea but I don't have my purse with me. I start wondering if my licenses is expired...... no, it can't be, I would know.
I am anxiously waiting for the police officer to give the ticket to Kris........ WHAT! no wait a second. WHAT! He is letting him go, no ticket, no points on his record but, he was breaking the law! Life is so unfair. If it had been me, I would have gotten the ticket for the expired license and for speeding (I wasn't speeding when I received those 2 tickets either, I swear!)
He has faith in the law again while my assumptions of being the target of a conspiracy have just been confirmed.
We were driving home from my parents house and had just started driving again after stopping at a red light. All of a sudden Kris says "I wasn't speeding. No way, I wasn't speeding was I? Emily, was I speeding?" I had no idea whether or not if he was speeding, I wasn't paying attention to whether he was breaking the law. He then starts pulling over to the side of the street and I then realize that he is being pulled over (a little slow on the take, I know. That is what happens when one is self-absorbed.) I start laughing a little.
Emily: "HA, HA, HA. It is about time you get a ticket."
Kris: "But I wasn't speeding."
Emily: "I don't care, this is too good. Now you can't say anything else to me about all my tickets. What goes around comes around, lawbreaker!"
Nicholas and Lexi: "Are they going to take you to jail?"
Police Man: "Licence and Registration"
Kris then goes into this lame story about not speeding and about the car in front of us who also pulled over. The cop leaves, so does the car in front of us, and we are left in the car.
Kris: "I swear I wasn't speeding. That is why that car in front of us pulled over also, they knew that they were speeding."
Emily: "It doesn't matter, you are getting a ticket." HA HA HA
During all this time I am thinking "If he gets out of this I am going to be so mad. If this was me, there would be no way that I would get out of this. I always have a good story. I always have some logical reason. I never get out of my tickets. NEVER."
Lexi and Nicholas are still concerned that the policeman is going to take Kris away and Kris says no because he isn't a lawbreaker.
The cop comes back and says "good news and bad news" Singing in my head to the tune of of the childish teasing song..."Yes, Kris is getting a tick -et. Kris is getting a tick-et. Kris is getting a tick-et."
Policeman: "I am not going to give you a ticket for speeding but your license is expired."
Emily's thoughts "No way, he talked his way of the ticket. I can't believe it, but he will definitely get one for having an expired licence. I have NEVER gotten a ticket for an expired license. I would NEVER drive with an expired license.....well, I have driven a car with an expired registration but that is totally different. A license is different. I would certainly know if my licenses is expired. There is no way he is getting out of this. NO WAY!"
The cop is then asking me if I have my license to see if my was expired also. I honestly have no idea but I don't have my purse with me. I start wondering if my licenses is expired...... no, it can't be, I would know.
I am anxiously waiting for the police officer to give the ticket to Kris........ WHAT! no wait a second. WHAT! He is letting him go, no ticket, no points on his record but, he was breaking the law! Life is so unfair. If it had been me, I would have gotten the ticket for the expired license and for speeding (I wasn't speeding when I received those 2 tickets either, I swear!)
He has faith in the law again while my assumptions of being the target of a conspiracy have just been confirmed.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Good Friends and Good Times
Kris and I are socially inept. We don't go out and socialize very much. We are very content to stay home and stare at each other (yes, we are very vain people). Good thing we live by people who think that we are somewhat good company or maybe they are just being polite, probably the later. We have been invited to smore parties, couple's dinner (which we did not attend) and I have been invited, multiple times I might add, to scrapbook night, aka ladies night out, which I have declined every time.
Last Friday night my neighbor, lets just call her Rachel, came over and insisted that I attend a scrapbook night. I gave her the lousy excuse of "I don't have anything to scrapbook" She then proceeded to twist my arm and practically yanked it out of its socket while dragging me her car. I yelled to Kris to call the cops because I was being kidnapping but he just said not to wake him up when I got home (supportive huh). So off we went to the ladies night out.
Wow! What have I been missing, had I known all the fun that they have I would not have missed a single time. The sponsor of this ladies night out, lets just call her Carrie, had strobe lights and lots of hot music for us to dance to. I was shocked to see, lets use the names Crystal, Marianne, Shauna, and Tamara enjoying themselves. It was CRAZY but way, way fun; it reminded me of the good old high school days.
Later, another poor first timer showed up, I will pick the name Natalie. Rachel had threatened the life of her 18 month old girl if she didn't show up. She was a little leery at first but quickly jumped in with the rest of us. It was awesome!
Next morning, Kris asked how it was. I told him that we scrapbooked, talked, and played Guitar Hero (which is totally awesome!) I told him that Crystal is the best singer and Marianne rocks on the drums. I also told him that I am dropping the kidnapping charges I filed against Rachel because I enjoyed myself very much and was happy that I went.
Good thing that we have neighbors looking out for our social lives because Kris and I totally suck at it. And you bet that I am going to the next ladies night out. I can't wait to see what other crazy things these ladies do.
Last Friday night my neighbor, lets just call her Rachel, came over and insisted that I attend a scrapbook night. I gave her the lousy excuse of "I don't have anything to scrapbook" She then proceeded to twist my arm and practically yanked it out of its socket while dragging me her car. I yelled to Kris to call the cops because I was being kidnapping but he just said not to wake him up when I got home (supportive huh). So off we went to the ladies night out.
Wow! What have I been missing, had I known all the fun that they have I would not have missed a single time. The sponsor of this ladies night out, lets just call her Carrie, had strobe lights and lots of hot music for us to dance to. I was shocked to see, lets use the names Crystal, Marianne, Shauna, and Tamara enjoying themselves. It was CRAZY but way, way fun; it reminded me of the good old high school days.
Later, another poor first timer showed up, I will pick the name Natalie. Rachel had threatened the life of her 18 month old girl if she didn't show up. She was a little leery at first but quickly jumped in with the rest of us. It was awesome!
Next morning, Kris asked how it was. I told him that we scrapbooked, talked, and played Guitar Hero (which is totally awesome!) I told him that Crystal is the best singer and Marianne rocks on the drums. I also told him that I am dropping the kidnapping charges I filed against Rachel because I enjoyed myself very much and was happy that I went.
Good thing that we have neighbors looking out for our social lives because Kris and I totally suck at it. And you bet that I am going to the next ladies night out. I can't wait to see what other crazy things these ladies do.
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