I'd like to take a needle and stab it in YOUR arm!

Ok, so this post really takes place a week ago...at JIFFY LUBE. Let me be the first to say that I have always had my oil changed at Jiffy Lube and even when others said they had problems there, I never did. Well, that's all about to change. I called Kenny in the morning and told him I needed to take my car in to have the oil changed, and get my safety and emissions done(NOT because my car was over two months past due on the registration...I would never be that irresponsible.) I thought it would be fun if we went to lunch while my car was being serviced. We dropped my car off and they told me it would take an hour, perfect, we would be done with lunch in an hour. After lunch Kenny dropped me off at Jiffy Lube. My car was in fact, NOT done. I waited in the waiting room...now here is where it gets good. The guy sitting in the corner of the waiting room was eating McDonald's...ok, I get it...you're trying to multitask, fine. But I'll tell you what is NOT fine...and that is licking every single finger with every single bite you take...making disgusting sounds, and making me suffer through a salad, a sandwich, and several other items, including a juice box...are you kidding me? a grown man slurping a juice box. I look at the only other guy in the waiting room, wondering if it's just me being annoyed...NOPE, it's not just me...he is glaring at the guy as well. Then our eyes meet...we both kind of laugh and try to ignore it. I can't ignore it. No matter how much I try...I tried plugging my ears...I could still hear him. I try to entertain myself by texting Kenny...but it just turns to me texting Kenny about my annoyance with this man. FINALLY, his name is called. Silence. Me and the other guy in the room try to turn the TV on so we can drown him out...it won't work. GRRRRR...back the guy comes to continue waiting for his car...at this time I can no longer sit in there, I can't do it. I go out to the garage and ask how much longer my car will be...I've been waiting for over an hour at this point. The guy says to me, "Oh, no one told you that your car was ready?" Do you think that if I had been told my car was ready, I would be out here asking you about it. "No" I said, "they didn't." I'd like to do the onsite registration I tell him for the second time... WHAT? You're out of decals? Great, my car is still unregistered. I go out to my car. It feels weird. Feels "rummaged" through. Oh well...nothing missing. Halfway home I realize they didn't put the reminder sticker in my window. I wonder, did they really even do an oil change. A couple days later my turn signals don't work. At this point I'm really bothered by Jiffy Lube, so I stop by the Lehi Jiffy Lube...they were nice, but couldn't help me either. They had me call the manager. I spoke with him, and he said he could help me if I drove out to Saratoga Springs on Thursday...that brings us to today. I woke up this morning knowing that I needed to be up in Draper to the Dr's by noon. I told Kenny when I woke up...I don't really think I should be driving to Draper with no registration and non-functioning turn signals. What's a girl to do...I had to go. Of course I got a late start, and by the time I left, I knew I needed to hurry...I guess I should mention that I needed to go to the lab and be there before noon, because that's the time in which they close. So...I was driving a little faster than I should have been...when what to my wondering eyes should appear right over the point of the mountain, but a cop. OH NO!!! Yep, he sees me. I know I'm busted. He gets behind me...on go the lights. CRAP, CRAP, CRAPPITY, CRAP! I'm in deep trouble here. I pull over, he comes to my door...it's at this moment that I realize my passenger side window won't roll down. WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON WITH THIS CAR? I unlock the door and he opens it...sorry, I say, the window won't roll down. I get out my driver's license and insurance card(which doesn't actually go into effect until January 25th...I think I replaced it too soon.) The cop asks me how fast I was driving...mmmm...about 79. He says 79 huh? I"m like, yep...that's what it said last time I looked at it. By the way officer, my registration is expired, but see these papers right here on the passenger seat...they are to register my car. I explain the Jiffy Lube incidence...in fewer words, leaving out McDonald's man details. He tells me, like I'm dumb, you know you can just do that online right? Oh yes, I know that Officer, BUT you have to have the purple and white form that comes in the mail that I cannot find anywhere, although I spent a half an hour looking for it just this morning...no luck. I explain to him...I need to make it to the lab before noon...uggghhh...I show him the paper requiring the lab work...I know he's thinking to himself...geez lady, I don't need to know everything about you. He says, give me one minute and we'll get you back on the road. He takes my license...comes back and tells me to get my car registered TODAY...apparently it's a $200 fine. He tells me to drive carefully...and off I go. WHAT? Sir, did you not just realize that I have no working signals, a window that doesn't roll down, I was speeding and my car is NOT registered? Thank you, thank you, thank you! Up to the lab I go. I get poked...no blood...she digs around for awhile, I'm not happy about this. Off to the other arm. I leave with cotton balls and tape on BOTH arms. Ok, the good thing is...I am in Draper, which means I get to go to Zupa's. I pull into the parking lot...I circle through the parking lot 5, yes, I said FIVE times. A lady turns down the same row I'm on...she's in a giant SUV. She can see there is no where for me to go. Does she back up, NO! She squeezes by me, almost scraping my car. I look over at her, give her a WTF smirk...what I'm really thinking is"I'd like to take a needle and staby it in YOUR arm!" I knew it was time to leave. I went across the street to Fazoli's...LAME! I drive slowly all the way home. The day is done. I have a registered car, non-working turn signals, and the reminder sticker in my window. I need a nap!

NEW SONG LIST

Ok, so do you ever scroll through your ipod, and you just can't find a single song you want to listen to? You're completely over all 600 songs on your ipod? Well, that's where I am at right now. I have a couple of new favorites:

Hot n' Cold by Katy Perry
Pocket Full of Sunshine by Natasha Beddingfield
That's Not My Name by the Ting Tings

AND my current favorite

The Show by Lenka

But...4 songs does not an ipod make.

I don't listen to the radio very often at all, so if any of you have any great new songs you're addicted to, or even old ones that are making a new showing on your ipod list, please leave me a comment with your new favorites so I can make them MY new favorites. :)

What to post...what to post...

Hello Followers...all three of you. :)

I am sorry that I have been so bad at posting lately. I haven't felt well, and have been struggling with what to post since I haven't really been out of the house for a week.

So...here goes. We (when I say "we", I really mean "me") decided to invite another family in our ward to participate in Family Home Evening with us. So, we decided that we would have FHE together every other Monday night and switch off on who would give the lesson. I of course, being the slacker I am...didn't plan anything. oops! So, Monday morning I decided, ok, we'll decorate Valentine's cookies...did I have a lesson to go with it? oh, heavens no. ...and of course I waited until the last minute to start making the cookie dough, and I hadn't even gone to Wal-Mart to buy decorations for the cookies, and Valentine's for the kids to give to their friends. The plan was that they would decorate their cookies for their friends and then deliver them with their Valentine's...now, I don't think that's really going to happen, since I was at my friend's yesterday and the cookies were still on the counter, and the kids were wanting to eat them. But I say, what the heck...eat them! So...back to not having anything done... At 6:45p.m. we left for Wal-Mart...oh, we were supposed to have FHE at 7p.m. oops. So, at 7:30p.m. my guests arrived for some good ole' fashioned cookie decorating. We had sugar cookies, pink frosting, conversation hearts, red hots, 5 different kinds of sprinkles, and Valentine's candy corns. We started off with a song, "When there's love at home" and then I winged it with the lesson. We talked about how we can show our friends and family members that we love them. The kids decorated their cookies...mostly with LOTS and LOTS of candy, and tons of pink sugar...edible, not sure. Anyway, we had a good time, and I'm happy that it's Cathy's turn in two weeks. :)

GOOD NEWS!

I lost 2 pounds yesterday. It must have been all that *thinking* about exercising that I did. Also, I went from easy to medium on guitar hero world tour. Look out world, here I come.

Garbage Day!

We have lived in our house for almost three years. Garbage day is and always has been on Thursdays, with the exception of the holiday days when it pushes the garbage day to Friday...but this is rare. So...when I'm sitting on the couch this morning and I hear the garbage truck coming...I run to the door, throw off my socks that I'm wearing with leggings, throw on some shoes and run out the street with my garbage can in tow. The garbage man, bless his heart, is on the other side of the street actually dumping garbage cans that people have left at the top of their driveway, forgetting to put them out on the street...I couldn't believe it...he actually took the time to walk up to their garage, grab the can and dump them. So, I'm standing across the street, shouting above the sound of the truck..."Have you already dumped our side of the street." No response, he hasn't heard me. I wait until he's on the other side of the truck, again I SHOUT, "Have you already dumped our side of the street?" He says no...hurray, I haven't missed garbage day. But, I realize that I have exited the house with no bra...and the cold weather has turned me to RT. Hands across my chest, I hurry back in the house, boobs jiggling a bit. I'm sorry garbage man...I am totally inappropriate and realize I now look like a frumpy housewife...but thank you for dumping my garbage. :)

Fat girl *thinks* about exercising

So...when I wake up in the morning and step on the scale, this picture is how I feel, minus the desire to workout. You would think this would be motivation to get my butt on the elliptical and just"do it." But for whatever reason, it's just not. I spend my entire day thinking, "I should go work out." But instead I find other things to do, like blog, surf the net, putter around the house, start a load of laundry...I couldn't possibly find the time to work out, could I? and for some reason I am always shocked when I step on the scale to find out I haven't lost any weight...come on, I skipped lunch...ok, so I did eat a JCW's kids meal for dinner, and several bags of fruit snacks, BUT HEY GUYS, I SKIPPED LUNCH. I am thrilled with the fact that I've lost 25 pounds since August, but when you have 70 more to lose, it doesn't seem that satisfying. It means I'm only a fourth of the way to my goal...yes, I can do math...thank you Springville High. Is losing weight enough motivation? or should we rather be motivated by being healthy, knowing we aren't going to die if we are healthy and work out, instead of being motivated by the white linen Bebe pants that have been in the back of my closet since the day we got married?

99 bottles of beer on the...oh nevermind, just 99 random things:

There are 99 things here, and the things I've done are bolded.

1. Started your own blog
2. Slept under the stars
3. Played in a band - guitar hero absolutely counts, I play the guitar and I'm the lead singer...but I suck!
4. Visited Hawaii
5. Watched a Meteor Shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity - does tithing count?
7. Been to Disneyland - more times than I can even count...LOVE it!
8. Climbed a Mountain - there aint no mountain high enough...
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo - in my shower
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris - Vegas counts, I know it does! ...and The Paris in Las Vegas stinks...no Diet Coke products.
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child - see me later about this one. :)
16. Had food poisoning
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables - do weeds count, because I've had some salads that tasted like weeds.
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept on an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitch hiked
23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill - if you are my boss, ex-boss, or future boss..please disregard this.
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a Lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping - please don't throw up...it was when I was MUCH thinner.
27. Run a Marathon (5k)
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice - does Las Vegas count? I think it does!
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise - single day cruise ships...I think those count.
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community - not only did I see it, but I shopped and ate in it too.
36. Taught yourself a new language
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo’s David
41. Sung karaoke
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted - the Bishop who married us(who is a family friend) hand drew a picture of Kenny and I as a gift for our wedding.
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling - scuba certified
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie - I was in a little tutorial video for Franklin Covey
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business - or 5
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma - yes, but I don't do it anymore...they can't find my veins
65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial
71. Eaten Caviar
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
88. Had chickenpox
89. Saved someone’s life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous - I HEART Lauren Conrad
92. Joined a book club - joined and then dropped out before the first book because I didn't think reading the Ensign classifies as a "book club."
93. Lost a loved one - too too many
94. Had a baby - I wish
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake - I think it's more like floating.
97. Been involved in a law suit
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee - only once, and I think it was actually a wasp

Turns out I'm only 50% experienced in life...good thing I have at least 50% of my life to live!

Sunbeams - Week 2

Kenny's turn to teach...phew! This week will be a breeze. We had both procrastinated studying for our lesson...oops! Saturday night we had friends over for games and food, and during game time, I looked over at Kenny and he was studying for the lesson...what a good boy. ok, all is good...this will still be a breeze. We get to church...sunbeam bag in tow, uh oh...we forgot the puzzle. Kenny ran home to get it, while I enjoyed the rest of sacrament meeting. Uh oh, we forgot to get a picture of Jesus and Heavenly Father...it's ok, we'll grab one from the library before we go to sharing time...everything is good. Sharing Time...I get 5 of our 6 kids, while Kenny gets one REALLY unruly little girl and a sunbeam, who I think isn't in our class. Sharing time starts...he's still there. " Does anyone know who this is? I don't think he's in our class. No, it's not Cameron..." Ok, so he belongs in another Sunbeams class...and no, he's not moving out of his chair to go sit with his class...fine, sit with ours. The unruly girl and the mystery child won't stop bugging each other...licking each other, climbing under the seats, etc., so Kenny moves the unruly girl to his big kid chair, and he takes her ultra tiny, too small for a 6'4" man chair. Well...wiggly, wiggly girl, wiggles right through the back of the chair and onto the floor where she hits her head and starts crying. I whisper to Kenny, trade seats with her... By now the mystery child has moved a row back to sit with his brother, where he is threatened by the Primary President to put his flashlight away, or it's going to be taken away. Meanwhile I have the cutest, quietest little girl sitting on my lap, playing with my watch, adorable boy on one side playing with the same watch, and another adorable girl sitting on the other side of me, playing with my hair. Please note that ALL of our Sunbeams are adorable...even unruly little girls who are lifting up their dresses, putting their feet on their chair, and scratching their bare thighs. PHEW, we made it through Sharing Time... which was followed by a lesson, stickers, puzzle, two trips to the drinking fountain, one trip to the girl's bathroom...me supervising, one trip to the boy's bathroom, Kenny supervising...his trip didn't go quite so easy as mine. Something about our adorable little Sunbeam coming out with his pants down and his diaper in his hand, followed by a panicking Kenny looking for his parents, snacks, thievery, crying, trips to the moon, ring around the rosies, and coloring. I need a smoke. j/k I've never even smoked a cigarette...but I can imagine that if I would have...this is when the cravings would have come back. But the best part is, we get to do it all over next week. I truly do love our Sunbeams and I've very thankful for this calling. They are already teaching us patience and love.

I have a new do!

hmmm...what was I thinking, well, I'm not sure. Maybe it was the gloomy days of winter getting me down. Maybe it was watching Kenny shovel all that snow while wishing I was somewhere warm and beachy. Maybe it was fighting with my bangs EVERY DAY! I'll never know what it was, but I've got a new do... and I'm not sure I love it. So...everyone, I need your opinions (honest opinions...I can handle it.) Not that I can change it, but at least it will let me know if I should start the growing process again. So...without further ado, here it is:

Ok, so I'm sure some of you were thinking it would be more drastic, but come on people...straight across bangs...dark, dark color, and mullet on the bottom...yes, that is the description I gave the hairdresser. Every once in awhile I glance into the mirror and think I must be wearing a wig. Kenny told me that I look like a secret spy(not a very good spy if you're not secret.) I think I scared my mom with the details of my hair...she's thinking goth...I told her I haven't resorted to painting my face white and wearing spikes...I'm sure she was thinking something about me wearing all black and just buying gray finger nail polish(it's the new black.) At any rate...this is what I've got folks. So, I either learn to love it, or immediately grow out my bangs, and wait for summer for my hair to lighten. Either way...it's just hair, RIGHT?

And yet another reason to love KSL...

I think I'll hire for house cleaning...it's well worth the $25 for an hour's worth of entertainment!


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