Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
1)Get more sleep- I think I can honestly say that I did much better at this in 2008 than the years before. Part of it had to do with being in grad school and EXHAUSTED most of the time, but also the fact that I gave up caffeine seemed to really make the difference. I still struggle about once a week, but I don't think that I am sleep deprived.
2)No more soda. Well, that didn't last long. I drank soda and a lot of it most of the year. Once I quit caffeine I just started drinking soda of the caffeine free variety. But I have done ridiculously well with the no caffeine thing, I think that I can try the no soda thing. Why not?
3)Gym 3X a week. Ha! I think that sums it up.
4)Try harder at work. Well, I only worked half the year and then I started grad school (which is way harder than work). I got straight A's, so I think this one was sufficiently completed. Don't you?
5)Spend less time on the internet. I definitely did this one. Well, I spent less leisure time on the internet. I got rid of LDS linkup and myspace and my blog a day went away, this blog has also been seriously lacking. I think for 2009 I am going to reframe this resolution. I want to be better about posting on my blog.
6)Start singing and performing. Check. Citrine helped me with that. I just wish I had more time.
7) Read at least one book a month. I was reading two a month for a while until school started. I think I read about 12 books this year, maybe thirteen. The book club will go on!!! I am recommitting myself to it this year. January's book is The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Díaz. Read it with me.
8)No more swearing. Well . . . dammit.
Six out of eight isn't so bad, right?
Sometimes I don't feel like I am doing much in my life. I see all my friends with their cute families and projects and I feel a little behind or unsuccessful. As I reflect on the past year of my life, I realize I have had a lot of new experiences. I had my heart broken, I quit my job, I started school and I love it. This time next year I will be a therapist . . . crazy. I'm not behind- just on a slightly different path and that is ok.
As for resolutions my expectations for 2009 aren't so lofty. I am sure that I will get my heart broken again (I don't wish for it, but it happens every year). I know I will have a graduate degree- that's exciting. I hope to be a better friend. I hope to have a few exciting adventures. I hope that next year as I look back on 2009 I will be happy with myself and what I have accomplished. . . and that's about it.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
We went to a movie (Keanu Reeves should just stop making movies), Church (this crazy old lady who looked like Liam Neeson told us we were a cute couple), out to dinner, a book store, a little Christmas window shopping and just enjoyed each other's company. It was a good time. Oh and I totally didn't take pictures. I never do, I always forget. So here is one (the other ones were REALLY bad). This is on the way to the airport on the way home.
Dave isn't even looking, but he was driving and it's winter, so can you blame him?
When I got to the airport, my flight had been overbooked due to a snow storm in Vegas- weird. So they offered people a hotel stay and a travel voucher for future use if they gave up their seat. So I did it! The hotel was super nice and now I can travel again for free. Free is always good. But after getting up super early, flying home, working all day and then going to a Holiday party I feel like I might crash at any minute- oh and my house is FREEZING. Seriously, my butt almost stuck to the toilet seat.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
I liked it. It was disturbing and left us talking about it for hours. And rather than sparkling in the sunlight, a vampire actually bursts into flames.
Why do kids make things seem so much creepier?
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Here we are paying way too much for breakfast.
The Weepies played at the Hotel Cafe. It had been 2 years since they last played. They were wonderful. They also played some new songs and I can't wait for a new album to come out.
Here we are enjoying the show. One or two or maybe four of us MIGHT have cried at least once during the show.
Can you see them? The Weepies are adorable and in love and couldn't say enough about their cute baby- oh and they make beautiful music together.
It was definitely a successful girl weekend. I loved it and I love my girls. I also love GPS.
Monday, December 1, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
We then drove back up to Salt Lake City and had thanksgiving with my family. Also a lot of food, laziness and fun. My family love their pre dinner finger foods like shrimp cocktail, deviled eggs, cheese balls and crackers- that by the time you eat, you're already stuffed. But everything was delicious. Especially my sister-in-law's sweet potatoes. Wow, they are so good. I should get the recipe.
My mom, true to form, was hilarious as always. Telling her funny stories and making me and Dave sit through her fast forwarding through three hours of the American Music Awards she DVR'd - stopping on every act she thought was good, not limited to the New Kids on the Block reunion medley (she kept saying "aren't they so talented?" and Dave's commentary left me in stitches)- only to finally play the song she intended to show me from the beginning. It was Coolrays performance (AKA Coldplay). Never a dull moment when Sonja is around.
All in all it was a very Happy Thanksgiving. I am grateful for a good family and for good people in my life. I have so much to be grateful for.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Secondly, I went and saw Coldplay at the Energy Solutions Arena. I really hate that venue, but tonight it wasn't so bad. In fact, I fell in love with Chris Martin just like I did at Coachella in 2005. His voice is beautiful and he dances like a total weirdo and I love it. Every douche bag and clean cut BYU boy was there- with only one hipster that I could see (who seemed so out of place, his skinny jeans and mustache just made him look like a child molester), but I was right there with them swaying and singing my heart out. At one point the band even disappeared from the stage and went to the back of the arena and sang an acoustic version of The Scientist right in a row of lucky people. There was confetti and lasers and pianos and banjos and harmonicas and my heart skipping a beat more than once. I even loved the songs on the new album- the very same album I have listened to ten times and just couldn't get in to. When they played Fix You I wanted to cry because I missed my friend Mark so much- and Amy laughed when I said that the song always reminds me of the atonement (oh just humor me). Even though we were in the nose bleed section, even though the couple in front of us looked like they were from the early 90's and couldn't keep their hands off each other and even though Chris Martin named his children Apple and Moses- I still love loved it. And for those of you that think I am lame, I will just have to quote Amy -"eff them".
Check out Chris Martin on Extras. Hilarious.
In conclusion- my day has left me wanting. Wanting what you ask? To be frenched by a pale skinny brit, that's what.
Friday, November 21, 2008
I walk to school every Thursday and Friday. I have loved fall this year. For one, it has lasted so so long and the leaves have been especially gorgeous. They were gorgeous on the trees and now they are gorgeous on the ground. I think this mainly because it is not my responsibility to rake them up. Most likely, if it were, I would rake them into piles and jump in them- which totally defeats the purpose. Normally, by this time in Utah, it is frigid and snow is on the ground. It makes me so happy that walking to school is still enjoyable and not treacherous and miserable.
However, there is one downfall in all this turning to fall and eventually winter business. My room is FREEZING. We have an older house and I live in the attic. In the summer it's boiling and it the winter it's an ice box. I have my wonderful electric blanket that keeps me warm and so getting out of bed is almost impossible. I have a space heater, but my room is large and it just doesn't do the trick. If only there were a way to have a vent of some sort that pumped hot air into my room so that the whole room felt warm when I got out of bed in the morning. Will someone work on inventing that? Thanks.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
If you have read my blog for a while now, you may know that I have suffered from insomnia for years. Some nights were good, most were bad. I even had a few mishaps in trying to find the right pill that would help me sleep. That was embarrassing. Well, who would have thought that a little self discipline was all I needed? If I knew, I was in serious denial. Let me explain. I am taking a substance abuse class this semester, I really like it. As part of the class we needed to give something up for 30 days. I thought about giving up making out, or sugar or something like that- but in the end I decided on caffeine. I LOVE diet coke, especially with lime. I drank it every day- sometimes three and four times a day. But I didn't think it would be that hard to give up.
Sometime in late August I stopped drinking caffeine. And it was so hard. I relapsed a week into the challenge. Maren and I were at the movies and I just couldn't resist. After two days of binge drinking diet coke I recommitted on September 7. Today I am 70 days without caffeine. It was so hard the first 30 days. I had horrible migraines and all I wanted was a coke to make it feel better. The amazing thing? Now I don't want it, I haven't had a headache in weeks and I sleep!!! I do. Not perfectly, every night, but compared to just a year ago- I sleep.
Oh and my teacher has given me a 30 day and 60 day clean and sober chip that I keep on my car keys. I am sure people will think I'm a recovering alcoholic, but I don't mind. 90 days is just around the corner.
If only I could find my car keys.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
I knew that if I didn't dress up I would regret it. I thought about a roller derby girl- but I really didn't want to wear roller skates all night. A friend of mine said that all girls dress up as something sexy, like a sexy witch or sexy butterfly- that someone should dress up as sexy Abraham Lincoln. I thought it was hilarious and decided to do it! The word used to describe me most often was "creepy"- the beard I wore was human hair after all. I seriously question what kind of human hair.
I think Aliah looked awesome as Erykah Badu.
Friday, October 24, 2008
I am exaggerating, some people have noticed, but it's never the people you think would notice. I work with teenagers and a couple of them picked up on it. We got into a conversation about me dying my hair and I told them that I had never dyed my hair before. They asked why I decided to and I told them of the gray hair taking over my head. When I was asked how old I was and I replied "30" one of the girls said, "Wow, you look REALLY good for thirty." Huh. Well there you go.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
My mother is a child of two alcoholics and although her childhood was not as severely traumatic as Jeannette's, she experienced very similar things with her parents and their addiction. Kids learn to parent themselves and their siblings- most of the time it's because they have to in order to survive.
This book is an easy read, but also enjoyable to read. Jeannette does a wonderful job of writing from her perspective of every age and stage in life and how that perspective changes as she grows up. I think the main thing I took away from this book, was that love is the most powerful of feelings and choices. You can't change a person, but you can always love them.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Cut to the next morning. I was on my way to work and stopped at 7-11 for a slim fast and a banana. The guy working the register was NOT little and NOT cute yet also chose to call me sweetheart. He too said it about five times, but every time he said it was a little bit creepier. I was practically running out of the 7-11 as he was yelling "SWEETHEART!" after me.
Some people are just less creepy than others. . . or maybe I am just prejudice against white people.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
I'm grateful for:
1. super amazing friends, even though lately I have been neglectful (I still love you guys).
2. education. I love school. Why didn't I realize that I always loved it?
3. good coworkers. I have always been blessed with awesome coworkers and it has made work life so fun.
5. my awesome safe haven which is my room.
7. MOM AND DAD. They are simply the best (queue song here).
8. my big bro and sis in law. I wish I spent more time with them.
11. spontaneous trips.
12. dancing (mostly in my room or car).
13. babies (mostly Quinn).
14. the guy at Bajio that calls me sweetheart.
15. my bicycle.
17. books, all kinds, anything good I can get my hands on and can't put down.
18. pretty dresses.
20. My parent's dog Max.
The last one deserves a little story. I went to my parent's on Sunday to watch conference and eat dinner. I stayed all day and my shoes stayed in the same place on the floor that entire day. After hours of being there and cuddling with my parents cute malti-poo (Maltese poodle), Max, I had to go. When Max heard my parents say I was leaving, he jumped up and grabbed my shoe. He wouldn't give it back. I chased him around the house. He would get close enough to me so that he could tease me with it and then run off again. It was hilarious and adorable. I felt loved.
Oh yeah, and I am also grateful for cheap shoes from Old Navy.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
"So what am I working through?" you ask. I am not really sure. I feel like there has been a lot of sadness lately. Sadness in the lives of my friends, sadness in the lives of my family and me too of course. I just don't want the sad anymore. When does it become more than that?
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
So there is this weird thing that occurs over and over and I honestly just don't get it. People actually meet- fall in love- and get married. They do! I've seen it happen, again and again. But I honestly just don't get it. How does this crazy phenomenon happen? I have witnessed it many times- but it still continues to boggle my mind.
Is it chemistry? Biology? Nuclear? Paranormal? I think someone should do a science project on it.
Boy meets girl, boy thinks girl is super awesome, boy falls in love with girl, they get married. I don't get it. Could someone explain this to me?
Monday, September 8, 2008
Monday, September 1, 2008
So during one of these shopping incidents, I was in Hot Topic (my favorite store) and I decided to take a picture with an Iphone I found- it was in the dressing room- I just really liked my outfit. And when I viewed this photo I was so surprised to discover that I was not alone!!!!
It's RAVER GHOST!!! I had heard of him before, but never thought I would have my very own raver ghost siting!! Apparently raver ghost died during his raver days by falling into a baby pool of liquid X. It is well known among the raver community that he hangs out at places like abandoned warehouses, pacifier factories and Hot Topics in the western states. Now he haunts my dreams.
Aren't his pants totally hot?
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Yep. (It was on the way to New York). Here are some pictures of the night O' fun.
Favorite stories Dave told.
One time he hung out with Dave Matthews and called shotgun so Dave Matthews had to sit in the back. Today he sent me a text that said "Wanna know why I was ok calling shotgun on Dave Matthews? Because f*ck Dave Matthews."
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
Picture this. I was at Gandolfo's today when what do I see outside the window? A weird dude with a wolf shirt and a crazy old lady by his side and not one, but FOUR cats- all with their very own leash. Ever seen a cat on a leash? They don't like it much. I guess he was just out for a stroll, but the cats did not want to participate. they were going in all directions and one wouldn't even move. It was possibly the funniest thing I have seen in a while.
Friday, August 8, 2008
P.S. on my last post.
I am really not bitter, I just had some thoughts and wanted to share them. I totally want to be in love and believe in love and think many people do it right. I have just seen some pretty crappy things go down lately and it shakes my faith a bit.
I am so sick of hearing about marriages falling apart due to infidelity, or relationships not happening because "I just didn't love them enough" or "We fell out of love". And then don't even get me started on people blatantly seeking companionship/love or even physical gratification outside of marriage. What is THAT all about? Believe me, I am a social worker. I understand the extenuating circumstances, but honesty is still the best policy- so get out and then get your freak on with someone else. Hurting your spouse/significant other by cheating is never ok. Once that person finds out, they are ruined. It's happened to me and it sucks.
I really wish love was enough. I really wish it could be the one thing that could overcome any obstacle, attack any insecurity, combat any addiction. But it isn't. It all comes down to choice. Love is a choice we have to choose everyday and sometimes it's the hardest choice.
I will now step down from my soapbox.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Doing nothing has started to take it's toll. I stay up until 4am almost every night. I am either reading or watching Heroes. Good thing there isn't a pee test to determine if you are addicted to a TV show, because if there was one I would be in trouble. In the past two weeks I have finished season one and half of season two- I just need to finish it and then I can walk away. I mean, I could really quit anytime, but why quit when you are so close to finishing? I think I should be given a certificate stating Angie hereby completed season 1 and season 2 of Heroes, then I would at least feel like I had accomplished something. Ah well, I took this time off to do nothing and that is what I am doing. Nothing of importance anyway.
Although I did play rockband the other night with some friends and I can pretty much sing anything on expert without failing. How many people can say that? Hmmm, maybe a lot. Don't worry, I am not waisting away my life. Sometimes I even go outside and ride my bike.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
I am going to go out on a limb and say that it was the best use of a Phil Collins' song in a movie. . . ever. Just try to dispute that- you can't. And it reminded me how awesome this song really is:
I had no idea the video was so inspiring, especially at minute 3:26. And why not add the gorilla video to make this blog post the very best it could be?
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Tommy called and read me your blog without telling me it was a farce. It scared me so much, I am still not over it (20 min later). I had to take another xanax. I know he should have told me first that it was a joke, but he didn't. I'm not mad at him, but with you I went from terrified to mad as hell.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
I think I may have had the most insane day of my life. Someone complained about my blog being boring (spencer) and he was right. So all day long as the insanity happened, I kept thinking "I have gotta blog about this." It started off with my car, my stupid stupid car. It has been acting up forever. I was trying to go and meet a friend for lunch and as I was parking, my car lurched into a fountain. Talk about embarrassing. I thought I was going to have to get it towed out and EVERYONE was looking at my crazy driving, but I swear it was the car. It was like possessed or something. So I was able to reverse out of the fountain, not without grinding noises and more looks. But as I was reversing out of the fountain, the car wouldn't stop. Seriously, I tried everything- it was stuck in gear and the breaks were not responding. I even pulled the emergency break- but nothing happened, I kept going. The resturaunt where I was supposed to meet my friend was right behind me. People were eating outside on the patio and my car was heading right for them!!! I kept praying "Please don't let me hit anyone, please don't let me hit anyone!" Well I hit the restaurant, but everyone jumped out of the way. But my car was smashed and the front of the restaurant was smashed. I wasn't hurt, but I sure was embarrassed. When I finally got out of the car, they had me wait in the lobby for the police and the ambulance to come (they said it was necessary protocol). Now I know this story can't get any weirder, but who was in the lobby with me? DR. PHIL! I am not lying. He saw the distress on my face and started talking to me. Somehow it came up that I was thirty and single and Dr. Phil started giving me advice! He was telling me to "get myself out there" and to "stop being so picky". All things I have heard before- he gets paid a billion dollars for this advice? I could do that.
Well, needless to say, I woke up. And when I realized it was just a dream I was SO bummed that I didn't have an exciting story to blog about. So I did anyway.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Tonight was the free concert at the Gallivan Center. Josh Ritter and Andrew Bird performed and it was awesome. I got out of class and took trax to the Gallivan center so that I could save a nice spot for everyone I knew and then some. I got there at 4:30 and was able to see Josh Ritter's sound check. He played some extra songs just for the few of us sitting there. It was nice. I took a few pictures, along with this video of a cool, old and possibly drunk guy dancing. It was hot outside, but I'm so glad I was there early.
The best song of all though was when Josh Ritter sang Best is for the Best during the sound check. It spoke to me and I needed it.
Andrew Bird was really good too. He can whistle like no other and I boogied a bit. Here are some pictures from the night.
Here's Josh. If I wasn't sure I would be arrested, I probably would have tried to kiss him on his cute scruffy face.
I was glad to hang with Breckan and Spencer for a bit too. It's just nice to be around them.
I really love summer.