Happy Thoughts

I just feel so amazing lately.....like something has finally clicked! I was moving home from provo on saturday and had a lot of time to think while I was making the long trek home. I am so blessed! I have everything ahead of me. I can do anything I want right now. I can take that dance class, piano lessons, or yoga. I can join a soccer league and go back to school. I can travel and volunteer to help people who are struggling. I drove the entire 6 hours with my windows down, with the air just blowing in my face! I felt so free as cheesy as that sounds. I saw these people taking a goofy picture outside the gorge in front of the sign that says "welcome to arizona" , and it made me smile. I gave the "thumbs up" to the biker dudes that I passed. I was just so happy to be me! I absolutely love people and interacting with them. I hope that I can be a positive influence in peoples life. I want people to be better because they knew me.

Nonsense

This post has completely no purpose what so ever. I just don't want to go to bed and felt the need to ramble. So, as I am sitting here I am thinking a few things, some of which I will elaborate on, and others that I will just mention. Things that I am thinking that you do not want me to elaborate on, would be things like I'm kinda gasy tonight, my face is really dry, I need to clean my make up mirror, I have way too many shoes, I'm suprised I still have never heard from mike, I could really go for a melona right now, and it sucks that I worked today when the weather was so great........None of those I think people would care to hear about. I will however elaborate on my thoughts tonight on different guys I've dated and lessons I've learned. Starting from the begining, and no I will not mention names, just letters. Lets see, first there was P. P was my first kiss. I didn't learn much from him, but what I did learn was that it would be a while til I found someone that was that good of a kisser again. Then there was C. C was my best friend. From him I learned that true love wasn't always "romantic love". Sometimes you just honestly have a connection with someone, they are your other half and you may never find that in anyone else. Then there was CH. CH was absolutely perfect, but a little slow and always confused. He taught me patience. Then there was R. He taught me that men really do have sex on there minds every ten seconds. R was a good time though and really was a sweetheart. Then there was C again. I learned that pride is a dangerous thing. Then there was D. He taught me that rock stars, no matter how famous they are, still think that they are rock stars. Apperantly I was just another groupie......I learned that the hard way. Then there was M. Again, perfect in everyway but didn't know how to comunicate, and was too scared to kiss me. He taught me that you could use the sound MEH for pretty much everything, like closing doors, sitting down, answering the phone. Then there was J. He's one of those that I actually never technically dated because I blew him off, then realized I really liked him but it was too late. He taught me how to crochet. No, he's not a girl, just crafty. I love that some people will read this and know exactly who every guy is. Anyways, I got a new bike. His name is Earnest. He is mint green and brown. Earnest doesn't have any gears, so he is very hard to ride uphill. But I still love him. I want to learn to skatebaord, and play the drums, and sax a ma phone (said like hommer simpson), and to sew, moon walk in a circle, and be crafty. I want to make out in the pouring rain, and sleep naked. I want to live in a treehouse, and I want to ride a hot air ballon. I want to take singing lessons and photography lessons and I want a motorcycle. I want to be less paranoid and more spontaneous. I want to be more genuine and less negative. I hope I'm a good mother. I want to be the ultimate wife. I want to be legit......too legit to quit.

Patience is a virtue

Patience is a virtue that I don't have. I have come to realize this over the past year. Today in church, the lesson was on the Israelites leaving Egypt and heading for the promised land. Our teacher compared Egypt to ramen noodles and the promised land to steak. When food is involved I tend to understand a lot better. So this is how I thought about it......who would eat ramen noodles when they could have steak? Would you even think twice about what you would chose? I love ramen noodles! I could eat ramen noodles everyday. But I would still chose steak over ramen hands down. My point being.......Egypt was great, they enjoyed many things about Egypt. But the promised land was so much greater, yet the Israelites looked back and longed to be back in Egypt because they didn't have the patience and faith they needed to know that one day they would make it to the promised land and be way happier than they ever were. This is the parable of my life. If you don't like steak substitute it for something you do love......then you will understand.

California dreamin

Aleast once a year I try to make a trip out to Cali to see me sister Mary. It usually always happens around my birthday. Mary and Ron are always so nice to let me come and stay at there house! It was so nice to get away from the brutally cold weather that utah has to offer.......except, it just so happens, utah was in the 70's when I was gone and in the 60's in Cali......just my luck! None the less, California was beautiful. We rode bikes on the boardwalk (my favorite!), Ate yummy sushi rolls and salmon at houstons, where my mom gave me the option to choose brocoli or carrots with our meal and I asked if we could do both and she said very loudly in front of our hot waiter......"we are trying to cut down our portions REMEMBER?".......at that moment, I felt like a true fat girl. Then we shopped til Mary got annoyed, went to the newport temple, layed on the beach while 30 boys in spedos ran by us, and saw a sealion! I really wanted to go back to the phsycic that told me last march, that I would have a serious boyfriend by the end of this march, that she was wrong and I want my ten dollars back! I also didn't get to go kayak like I hoped. But, I really can't complain. It was a good break from reality. Thank you mom, mary, and ron for making my trip the best one EVER!