6 Weird Things About Me

So Reagan Tagged me with this little game. Here are the rules:

1. Link the Person who Tagged you
2. Mention rules on your blog
3. Tell about 6 quirks of yours
4. Tag 6 fellow bloggers to do the same
5. Leave a comment to let them know they've been tagged.

So here you go. In no particular order, 6 quirks about me.

1. I'm addicted to TV. Becuase of that, I bought a TiVo. I love it. I don't love any appliance more then I love my TiVo. But the quirk about me is the way I watch my shows. I like to "hoard" them and then spend all day watching a bunch of one type of show. This is especially true with "The Daily Show" and "The Colbert Report" I will wait till Friday and then watch all 4 days of both shows. I don't know why. I just like to do it that way.

2. I love to put my nose close to my baby's head and suck her hair up my nose. It tickles and then I pull her away and it comes out. And then I do it again. Freakish, right?

3. I get really anxious when I bake things for a party or a get together or make something to take to someone or if someone is coming over to eat at my house. REALLY anxious when I think that people might judge my cooking skills or this will be the only thing to eat. I usually end up sabotaging myself and ruining whatever I'm cooking. Case in point: the situation with the cinnamon rolls today. I made THREE different batches of bread & rolls until I finally got them right. Marcelo asked me to make them so he can take them to his friend who lives up the street. THREE TIMES I had to make them. Ughh. This experience today will do nothing to lessen my anxiety in the future.

4. I have feet issues. I HATE my feet to be dirty. I walk around in socks at home. And then if I forget to put them on, I have to wash my feet before I put them in socks. But I won't wear the same socks to work out that I've been wearing around the house. Like if I walk around in them, I must change them before I put those nasty dirty socks into shoes.

A second foot issue is that I always flip rocks into my shoes. This was ESPECIALLY true on my mission, living in the "Polvo." I don't know what it was, but just ask Judd how many times I would make her stop to clear out my shoes. I had to stop sometimes every 2 minutes. I know it was an issue because she would NEVER clean out her rocks and so I was the freak tat was always slowing us down. She would just leave them and walk around with them all day. I have NO idea how she did that.

5. I don't like soda. I would rather drink anything else besides soda. I'm not used to the carbonation and it burns my throat. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I NEVER drink it. I will have sip or too if I have the urge. And I will drink it if that's the only choice, but it's not my first choice. I would take a class of water any And if I go through the drive through, I get upset when I get a soda with my meal because I don't really want it: I just want water.

6. I think I missed my calling as a ballerina. I was the youngest girl accepted into the advanced class at our ballet school. My mom took me out of classes so we could start piano lessons. She couldn't afford both piano and ballet and she was paying the bill so she chose piano. But that's why I have a daughter:to fulfill my own goals and dreams so I can live vicariously through her. They still allow parents to do that, right?

I'm not making this stuff up

Now that I'm poor and destitute and living in abject poverty, you should know that I live really close to BYU campus. It's fun to sometimes get the Daily Universe and laugh at all the things in it. I haven't done this in a while, but I decided to do it today as I was on campus.

My absolute favorite was always the Police Beat. You always had people noticing "suspicious" people who ended up being just their roommate coming in the house really late.

Oh, funny tangent story. Jules lived in King Henry Apts and this summer she locked herself out of the apartment. She decided to see if her bedroom window (she lived on the bottom floor) was still open. It was. So she sneaked in and proceeded to knock over a WHOLE bunch of stuff on her window sill. She made quite the ruckus, but she didn't think it was THAT bad because her roommate slept peacefully on. She started getting ready for bed and washing her face and stuff and then all of a sudden there is LOUD BANGING on the front door. She opens it to find a police officer there saying that someone from their apartment called about the possibility of someone breaking in. Apparently her room roommate sleeps like a rock, but the other roommates heard her and called the cops. Funny stuff.

Anyway, I got some good laughs by reading the "Police Beat" today. I mean, this stuff is 100% true. I'm not making any of this up. So let's see what's been going on up at BYU campus. . .

Suspicious activity
October 28-Police received a delayed report about a man claiming to be Joesph Smith reincarnated engaging people in religious conversations . Police are waiting to see if the man shows up again.

So basically, at sometime in the past, some kook was talking about the articles of faith and trying to get someone to sing "A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief" to him. That describes all the boys in my freshman ward! The reincarnating thing is strange, I'll give you that. But if this person can indeed reincarnate himself, I'm sure that we will see the man show up again. Moving on

November 1-Police received a call concerning screams and pounding coming from a room in the Maeser Building. Police investigated and discovered the screaming man was a custodial worker watching the game between Texas and Texas Tech and was upset about his team's loss.
Who let a Texas fan into BYU?

And finally this is my favorite.

November 2-A female student called police to report a stolen vehicle. She called later that day to inform police that her car had indeed NOT been stolen, but she had forgotten where she parked it.

I'm willing to put down money that:
#1 This girls was blond
#2 This girl was driving a car owned by her parents
#3 This girl was a freshman.
#4 This girl lives close enough to walk to school, but she decided that now that the price of gas has gone down she would bring the convertible out for a spin. You know, to make sure the top still goes down and everything.
#5 This girl hails from either Utah or Southern California

So that's in my friends. Tell the truth BYU alumni, reading this makes you miss the Daily Universe just a Little bit, huh?

My "big" decision

Wanna know a secret? I still don't know if I'm going to vote for Obama or McCain.

I would think it would be an easy decision. I mean Republicans are "God's Party" right? (I'm totally kidding about that, of course) But I come from a long line of GOPs. (Remember my past post where I talk about how my family it SUPER republican?) Well after talking to my mom about this, she told me that she really doesn't like McCain. I was shocked to hear that. I thought she would definitely be all for McCain. But she really doesn't like him.

But I agree with her!! I don't like McCain either. I don't know if it's his age or his past policies. I just don't trust him. I think that he's old, and not really organized and I worry that he would rely too much on his staff members to tell him what to think and how to act. (Which actually is exactly how I feel about Bush. I don't think he's a bad guy. I just think he's not very intelligent and he surrounded himself with selfish, conniving bad people. So I guess I DO worry that McCain will be another Bush.)

But I'm just not convinced that McCain would be the best choice for this country right now.

Also, I don't like Palin. I think that she's a "Mean Girl" and every time I see her talking to a crowd of people, she's always like, GOSSIPING. "Did you hear that Barack has terrorist friends? Did you know that he said hello to a Muslim one day, so that *may* make him a Muslim supporter? Did you know his Aunt is here illegally? Did you hear that Joe Biden is a woman? Did you hear that?" I just think that she's a gossiping girl and thinks that by tearing down others, that people will automatically want to be on her side. Actually it just makes me think you have no good qualities of your own to report, so you just bring up the faults of others.

But she does have a good sense of humor!

But on the other hand, I don't like Biden. I don't think he's ready to be VP. I think that he's just like going with the flow and really isn't ready for what's about to happen. But maybe that's good because he's a blank slate and will deal with problems as they arise. He doesn't come pre-determined and pre-biased.

And finally, I don't know if I want Obama as a president. Do I think he's a socialist? No. I think that everyone has a little socialism in them. Do I think he's a secret Muslim or a terrorist? No, and you are an idiot for even asking. But do I think he's a little naive? Yes. I think that he's taken a bigger bite then he can chew. I think that he totes around the word "change" but when he really gets into office (if he gets into office) he won't really be able to do all the things he's planning on doing. And then everyone will think he is a liar.

But luckily for me, I don't really have to make the decision. I live in Utah, and Utah ALWAYS votes republican. There's no way this state will vote for Obama. So I'm a little thankful that my vote doesn't really count and I don't have the pressure of deciding the fate of this nation.

Does that mean that I won't vote? Of course not. I still need to vote for my local officials. And I still need to get in the habit of voting. Because one day I think my vote WILL matter. That will be a good day.

And finally, Marcelo is ALL over me about voting. He can't vote yet because he's not a citizen yet. He's just a "Permanent Resident" and as such he can't vote. But he's REALLY into CNN and Headline News and all the shows. I know he will be watching the elections with rapt attention Tuesday night. And he's called me TWICE and asked me when I'm voting. He says that there are lines and do I need the car so I can come down and vote? And when am I voting again?

So if anything, please vote tomorrow for Marcelo. He'll be happy that at least someone can.

A question for all my fellow BYU grads

So you know that part of the HBLL (That's Harold B. Lee Library) on the south side where there is an overhang? When I first went to BYU, that was the entrance to the library, but very quickly after I started they closed it up and started the underground construction. Eventually, they turned that whole area into classrooms.

(Funny tangent story about that. One of the only times I went into that entrance was to meet up with my sister Sarah. And when I got there, she was being accosted by some crazy nut who heard that she was a dietetics major and wanted her to taste this new Powerbar knock off he was trying to produce. He was going on and on about how those "other" bars were full of preservatives but how his were great and MUCH BETTER because they were all natural and had lots of veggies and even parsley in it. And you could SEE the parsley big chunks in it. And he made her taste it right in front of him. Well, she finally got rid of him and as we were walking home, she had a part of a bar in a plastic baggie-cause he had forced her to take it with her, of course-and she was looking for the nearest trash can to throw it away. I asked her what it tasted like and she said, "It tasted like Parsley." Good HBLL memories)

Great story, Axel!

But anyway, on that MOST south side, there is an overhang and a walkway underneath. It's frequently used by students especially in the winter to get out of the snow. So with all the rain that's been falling here recently, this made me think about something and I wanted to pose a question to all of you.

If you are walking from, say the Wilk to the Kimball Tower, the most natural pathway is that "covered" walkway. And if you are walking from, say your freshman dorm Fox Hall (WHOO!! FOX HALL!!! FOXY LADIES!!!) you will have been carrying an umbrella and using it against the rain/snow for quite a while. There will be some drippage coming off the sides.

So here's my question: When you go under the overhang walkway, do you collapse your umbrella and then re-expand it 20 seconds later as you come back out from under the overhang? I mean, you are literally going to put it back up in 20 seconds after you come out from under the overhang. And if you do collapse it, how do you hold it so as to keep it from dripping on you, others and your shoes? All the while still keeping it close so that you can re-expand it quickly once you walk out again? Because if you don't do it fast enough, you are just the idiot who can't work your umbrella and you are standing in the rain and HOLDIN' UP THE LANE, DANG IT!!!

Or do you keep it up (cuase you know that you will just have to re-expand it in 20 seconds, right?) but then feel stupid because you are carrying an umbrella where there is no possibility of getting wet? Almost feeling like you are carrying an umbrella indoors. And you are trying to dodge people with your full umbrella and they are giving you crusty looks because you almost poked their eye out! And THEY didn't keep up their umbrella, and why don't you put that thing down!! It's not raining under here, idiot!

Or do you keep it expanded, but like put it down to the side so that you aren't looking idiotic protecting yourself from nothing, nor are you threatening others with the sharp pointy ends of your dagger like umbrella? But keeping it expanded so you can quickly put it back up above your head as soon as you walk out from under cover. But also keeping in mind that while still expanded on it's side there is the chance you will drip on someone or brush your super moist umbrella top on some unsuspecting student? Also know that if you put it to the side, you will be taking up more space in the always crowded passage. And people might get mad at you. And hit your umbrella on purpose, and ruin it. Or give you a crusty look when you touch them with it and get them all wet.

Or do you try to do all of these things at one time or another and then just give up and decide to take the path north of the Library? Cause this is just too much stress for a Freshman.

Calling all Competitors!!

Did you know I played rugby at BYU? We were pretty good. I played before and after my mission. But after my mission I was much more interested in working on getting Marcelo here, so I wasn't as focused on the game.

But I LOOOOVE rugby. Marcelo and I keep talking about going to Europe one day so that he can see a Chelsea game and I can see ANY rugby game. And we're gunna do it. . Eventually

But in the meantime, we get our sports fix online and on TV and in person if we can. The BYU rugby team is pretty good, but there is just something about the speed and power of professional rugby. I think that's the the case with any professional sport, wouldn't you say? But I don't think I can pass up this awesome chance.

So, how excited are you for this? See, if you pay one price, you get to see TWO Rugby games. That's right!! One game starts at 1:15 and another one starts at 4 pm. See, you can go to one
(or both) of them and then be home for a cup of hot chocolate before it gets cold. And's it's at the Real Salt Lake Staduim, so it's close! I'm so excited.

So who's with me? Do I have any takers? Tickets are pretty cheap: You can still get great seats for $25. Or we can get the "still good but not great" endzone tickets for $15. Maybe that's not worth it to you. So I'll make you a promise: Whoever agrees to go with me, I'll come over to your house, make you dinner and explain the game of rugby to you before we go. That way you won't have to ask me right in the middle of a crucial play why they keep going into their little organized huddle thing, or why they lift up one person by the shorty shorty shorts and why they keep running with the ball once they reach the end-zone. I can explain all these things to you.

And if you pick up on the basics really quickly, I'll even go into the out of bounds on the fly/out of bounds on the bounce rule and what it means when it's done behind the 22 meter line. Come on!!! PUUUHHH-LLLEEEEEEAAAASEE??

Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?

Tagged-The Good Kind

Kim tagged me to post the 4th picture in my 4th file. I've been really organized about my Evi pictures. So this one is right where it should be.

You know how all over the Boppy it's like "NO SLEEP!! DON'T LET YOUR CHILD SLEEP ON THIS!!" Yeah, I don't really pay attention to that. I figure that if she's sleeping on it and I'm 4 feet away, we are ok.

As I look at her now, i can't believe how thick and dark her hair was! Now it's all thin and really turning into her mommy's-Light brown with some red in it. Oh, and she has the bald spot on it now. She didn't have that before.

I am amazed every time I look at her just how beautiful she is. And no matter what Marcelo says, I take some credit for her looks. (Don't get him started. He thinks she looks nothing like me. Thanks honey!!) I just think she's so dark and beautiful. I really want another one!! . . . .Someday.

So that was the 4th picture in the 4th file on my jump drive. However, when I opened the file a different way, this picture ended up being the 4th one in the 4th file:



This is from my forthcoming "Blackberry Jam" post. I just haven't gotten around to doing it. This is a picture of blackberry vines. And This picture is to specifically show how close they look to Poison Oak leaves. You'll get it when I finally get around to doing the post.

Oh, and you should know that the only thing that got my child to stop screeching this morning was me turning up Juanes full blast. She's currently listening to "Para Tu Amor" and just chilling in her Exersaucer. And allowing me to do a blog post. Thank you Juanes!!!

And now, another little "tagged" post for your entertainment:

Must answer each of the questions below with one word answers. (I feel free to answer some of the questions in Spanish if I want. It's my blog. You get to make up the rules for your own blog and I won't say anything, ok?)

1.Where is your cell phone? Couch
2. Where is your significant other? School
3. Your hair color? Brown
4. Your mother? Sacrificing
5. Your father? Bastard
6. Your favorite thing? Food
7. Your dream last night? Cocaine
8. Your dream/goal? Ecuador
9. The room you're in? Front
10. Your hobby? Reading
11. Your fear? Failure
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Home
13. Where were you last night? Bed
14. What you're not? Thin
15. One of your wish-list items? Car
16. Where you grew up? Eureka
17. The last thing you did? Nursed
18. What are you wearing? Clothes!!
19. Your TV? Trash
20. Your pet? Rayita
21. Your computer? Addiction
22. Your mood? Frustrated
23. Missing someone? Judd
24. Your car? Gone
25. Something you're not wearing? Ring
26. Favorite store? Maceys
27. Your summer? Short
28. Love someone? Sometimes
29. Your favorite color? Green
30. When is the last time you laughed? Now
31. When is the last time you cried? Anoche
32. Listening to? Enrique
33. Waiting for? Holidays

So That's my post. I tag everyone. If you are reading this, you are tagged. And I'll be checking your blogs to see if you did it. And if you didn't? RECOMPENSA!

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

I've never been really into Christmas. My family doesn't have any traditions surrounding Christmas except one: we eat Chinese food on Christmas Eve. And if you really think about it, that's not too much. There's no Nativity re-enactment, no caroling into the wee hours, no reading of the Christmas Story in Luke, or even in the Book of Mormon.

We just don't do anything. I don't know if it's because of my father. See he was never into Christmas and almost always he would work on Christmas Day (he would get paid triple overtime to work on that day. So it was a win-win for him. He got to be away from his kids, spend the day bashing heads AND make money. So really it was a win-win-win)

Anyway, because we never really did anything cool on Christmas, I don't really feel any special attachment to the day. I mean, in the past Christmas was up there with the 4th of July or even like Halloween. I mean, free candy? Dressing up? Oh yeah, growing up Halloween was MUCH better than Christmas.

And then I started working for the she-beast. The succubus of fun. The black hole of holidays. When Lynn wanted a DAY yo go home to visit her VERY sick father (who might not see another Christmas), Jean didn't want to give it to her. (Surprise surprise, right?) And so holidays were never high on my list, other than for the reason that I got to get away from that horrible job. But I've always known that I had to go back.

But this year? This year, my friends, I get to ENJOY the Holidays. We will be starting with a little Halloween time. We have a baby to take around and everyone can ohhh and ahh at her and say she's adorable even though she's not going to be wearing a cute outfit. (I won't waste money on an outfit this year. She can't even walk!!) And we will spend some time with the ward and with friends. Maybe some spiced cider, friends?

And then we have some Thanksgiving time. The party is going to be coming here. Well, everyone but Sarah and Jeff. So 4 of the 6 kids and their families will be there. And guess where we will be having the dinner. Just guess. Not in my little rat-hole apartment. No-sir-ee. We are going to MaxKyle's huge house. All his roommates will be gone and we have the whole place to ourselves. We can get buck WILD with the turkey (and side dishes) and watch their large screen TV all day. I'm very excited.

Plus we don't have to worry about the "two dinners" like we tried to do last year. If you remember, last Thanksgiving was the first time there was a "division" of activities between my parents. We tried to do something with both of them on that day, but it didn't really work out. So this year we aren't even pretending. There will just be one activity, one meal, and my dad can just sit alone and think about the fact that he has pushed all his kids away from him.

And then, my friends, Christmas. But wait!! First we have some Birthday celebrations! First there is Allen and then there is Reagan. And I'm very excited to sing all the songs to both of them. And of course there will be cake. And probably some presents. And some more cake.

And then to Texas for a REAL Christmas. There will be nativity re-enactments. And Chinese food. And fondue (Chad's tradition) and maybe some Christmas Day Hot Tubbin'. I don't even care about presents. They really don't matter.

The best present will be that I will have a Summit-Free Christmas. I don't have to worry about getting a present for everyone in the office. See everyone in the office always leaves it to the assistants to figure out what they will get Jean. And we are in charge of buying it, and paying for it and wrapping it and then *hopefully* we get paid back from everyone. And then there could be a bad situation like last year where Jean decided not to buy presents for the agents and then they call me and are like "uh, are we getting presents this year?" and it's SUPER uncomfortable for me. BUT I DON'T HAVE TO DO IT THIS YEAR!!! I should call the new assistant and let them know what they have to look forward to. I really think they should be warned.

But It's not me!! It's not my responsibility. I get to sit back and live it up at the houses of others and just enjoy being with my family. You know, what the holidays are all about! It truly is the most wonderful time of the year.