Thursday, June 26, 2008
it has been a little less than ordinary for me this past bit...
all in one month i completely turned my life around.
i started a new, full-time job, i moved out of my parent's lovely abode, i started working out more consistently and eating right for the first time in YEARS, and all in a weekend, became as independent as i've ever been.
my head has been in 100 different places all at once.
i don't think i've slept a full 8 hours a night more than twice or maybe 3 times.
i've been working out more and kicking my own butt.
i've been eating a bunch of healthy crap.
i've made new friends, and strengthened my existing friendships.
AND... i look Mexican.
i can't tell you how much i absolutely LOVE taking a 12 minute nap and waking up 3 shades darker... it's the best.
my mom keeps saying i'm gunna look like a leather purse...
i'd like to take this opportunity to give a little public shout out to all those people that made this life transformation possible.
first of all: my family.
i have to admit i was a little upset when everything for my move started falling apart at the last minute, but you all came through for me in the end.
Mom and Dad... i love you. and i know i don't say it enough, but i miss and love you both very much. what'dya say? Sunday? dinner at your place? done.
lerd... thanks for the support-from-afar. i know if you were here you'd be all over helping me out in any way you could. it's the thought that counts. i love you!!
em... thanks for everything. the use of your van, the vote of confidence, the ha-rah! when i finally got out... i was so happy and overwhelmed that i cried when you left. the secret is out... i totally did.
mole... thanks for being here and helping toss stuff in my window... you too 'fer!! i love you guys!!
crint... thanks for the laughs! every time i get a text from you i bust up. sorry i don't always reply... life's been a bit busy. i'll try to do better and be around a little more. i know it wasn't exactly cool of me to just leave you alone with the parental unit... my bad ;) haha!!
and now a shout out to my wonderful roommates.
thank you for all you have done. i don't think i could have moved into a better apartment with better people. i'm pretty sure that this is the greatest experience of my life. yeah, the lack of sleep has gotten to me at times, but it's pretty worth it just to be with you guys. i love waking up in the morning knowing that all i have to do is open my door and there you are!!!
i'm gunna have to agree with you poll's... it's like having the longest slumber party EVER... every night is a party!
CAN life get any better? i submit that it CANNOT!!
and i LOVE that you write all the silly things i say on sticky notes so that i'm always reminded of the funny times and happiness that i've felt since June 13th. every time i get something out of the fridge i crack up just reading what i've said...
and for the record, i'm still freakin jealous of the dang computer.
ems. your face. it's so big. apple?? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
shh! Lewis is gunna kill us. i need to teach myself how to laugh a little quieter...
HA! who am i kidding?
Last but not least, Banana... my pseudo-roommate. girl. thanks for stayin with me. i know i haven't been exactly the greatest for the past month, but i'm glad that you understand me and know that i love you no matter what. and even though my life has been turned up-side-down i'll find my groove and get back to normal... one of these days. ;)
it's almost midnight... i think i'll go have another FIBER ONE!!!! and head to bed now...
hope you all didn't miss me too much!!
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
but! i've been trying to maintain a "cheerful disposition" and at time i've even faked happy so as to not scare people away... i'd say it's worked out well so far... haha!!
only side-effect: memory loss...
i can't remember anything to save my life.
at work i'll pull out papers and then 2 minutes later, forget why i got them out.
at home i'll forget that i've put laundry in the wash/dryer.
in phone calls and text messaging i've forgotten if i actually had a real conversation with someone... so if this has happened to you, i apologize... i'll try harder to actually be coherent when we talk... hahaha!!
anyway... i thought i'd give a quick update on the sitch...
we get internet tomorrow!! so i'll be back to my usual-frequent-poster-self!! :)
Thursday, June 12, 2008
a week ago?
that was a week ago.
now that it's coming down to "moving day" everything seems to be going to crap in record time.
ever since i decided to move out my parents have been a little less than positive.
i understand their concern... i know that they don't want to see me fail, and neither do i...
but have a little faith.
i owe a BUNCH to my awesome home teacher... he's been WONDERFUL!! he's the greatest home teacher anyone could ever ask for. i know you might think yours is great, but mine is better. so there. he's done everything he can to help me out and nothing is going according to plan... i feel SO bad!! he was gunna postpone his plans for Saturday to help me move!! how sweet is he?! of course i didn't want him to cancel his plans for ME, but he insisted, so, naturally, i insisted on buying him lunch to make up for it...
after this run-around i think i'll actually take him to lunch, dinner, and dessert...
the original plan was Friday after work he would meet me at my house, as would my older sister and we would make it in one trip: clothes in the mini-van, everything else in the truck and trailer...
that plan was foiled because the other people helping me out (namely my sisters and parents) were going to be at graduation for my little brother (that i was going to miss because it starts at 6 and i'm not off work til 7)
so we changed the plans to Saturday early afternoon-ish...
he had plans for Saturday afternoon, i didn't want to mess them up, even though he said about 100 times that it was alright, and that i needed the help more... so we planned to do it in the morning on Saturday...
well... that's all well and good, but the rest of the moving crew won't be there!
why you ask?
unfortunately, we had a family friend pass away this week... her funeral is on Saturday.
we also have a family friend getting married... the wedding is on Saturday...
it's my sister and her husband's weekend for the boys to visit... that's on Saturday...
it's my other sister's daughter's tee-ball game weekend... that's on Saturday...
is there anything that's NOT happening on Saturday?!
for the love.
i'm scrambling to figure out how this is all gunna work out... on Saturday...
i'm exhausted... mentally, physically, emotionally...
i'm so tired, all i wanna do is sit here and cry.
it honestly feels like everything is against me this weekend.
i'm trying to stay positive.
it's not exactly easy...
i'll let you know how it works out...
11 bests and worsts of being a parent...
i copied the blurbs that i thought were the most humorous... and that REALLY applied to me hahaha!!
2 First Time Out of the House
3 Potty Training
4 Family Meals As a parent, you rediscover the four main food groups and learn to cook instead of dial for dinner. Better yet, you actually sit down to eat and talk with your family. You'll find out what your kids learned at school. You'll hear their views on current events. Maybe you'll just laugh together. Not every meal will be so satisfying, but sharing mealtime with your family has a way of putting life into perspective, one day at a time.
6 Hugs and Kisses A peck on the cheek at bedtime. A full-body squeeze before you head out to work. Hugs and kisses from your kids are shots of adrenaline, caffeine, and sugar all at once. Shows of affection may get fewer and farther between as children grow older, but each one of them is a natural high.
7 Seeing Yourself in Your Child Your daughter inherits your sense of humor and your spouse's corkscrew curls. Even better, she does not inherit your inability to add fractions or your husband's dance moves. Observing the physical and personality traits that manifest themselves in your children—and those that, thankfully, do not—is one of the most gratifying parts of watching your children evolve.
8 Discovering New Hobbies
9 Reliving First Love... and Heartbreak
10 Graduation Days
11 Rediscovering Your Spouse
1 Philosophical Acquiescence
2 Sleep Deprivation Nothing can prepare you for those first few months (or in some cases years) of waking up every couple hours to change a diaper, prepare a bottle, or walk around the living room in a daze hoping the kid you're cradling will finally call it a night. (They probably will around dawn.) Nursing mothers obviously bear the brunt of this, but dads who want to do their part (and to those who don't: Why are you sitting on the sidelines?) feel the effects too. When you're both this tired it affects everything—your social life, your productivity at home and at work, and your ability to communicate amicably. Watch out for that last one.
3 The Blowout Diaper Poop. Better get used to it being everywhere—on the furniture, on your clothes, under your nails. And it's staggering how much poop that little human can store up in its body and, without warning, evacuate all at once. Think Mount Vesuvius. The prudent will stock up on extra baby wipes and take them everywhere the baby goes, just for this moment. My wife and I still refer to our seminal diaper-changing moment as "The Costco Parking Lot." We had the car cleaned afterward.
4 Public Embarrassment
5 Mortality Whether the deceased is a goldfish or a grandparent, managing your child through the death of someone close is one of the toughest and saddest parts of your job. There's not much you can do to stop the tears, so be prepared to ride it out and fumble your way through big questions like, "Why does anything have to die?" If there's a silver lining, it's that kids seem to bounce back faster than adults do, eventually giving you time to grieve—but only after you've helped them get over the loss.
6 Marriage Issues
7 Health Issues
9 Breakdown There are times you'll feel at your wits' end, and not in some funny way portrayed in a movie or on a sitcom. When something snaps inside, you feel it and the resulting emotions may be confusing or alarming. Worse, you may have no outlet to deal with them because you're the parent and the show must go on. It feels warm and fuzzy to say these trying moments help you grow as a person, but the reality is that sometimes they don't. Sometimes they take the life right out of you.
10 Trouble Child You get the call at work to come to school for a meeting with the principal. Turns out little Johnny is the school bully and he just punched three kids and a teacher. You saw the tendencies at home, but now your worst fears are true, and in addition to dealing with school administration you have several other parents to answer to. What did you do wrong, and is fixing the problem coming years too late?
11 Worry Despite your best efforts to project a calm façade, inside you're wondering if your kids are failing at school, having trouble making friends, hanging out with the wrong crowd, or experimenting in ways that make your skin crawl. As they get older, they spend more time away from you and your protective eyes and arms, and though you try to grant them independence, you dread getting bad news. Suddenly it hits you: You're just like your mom. Somehow that doesn't make you feel any better.
yup... i think i've covered almost all of those worsts... still working on the bests...
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
i subscribe to readers digest for emails of the jokes and everything, as i've mentioned before, and today i got the father's day jokes... so i thought i'd share
The Right Choice
My 16-year-old brother, Ryan, was out late with friends one night. Suddenly he realized it was Father's Day and he had neglected to buy a card for our dad. After much searching, Ryan located an open store, but was disappointed to find only two cards left on a picked-over rack. Selecting one, he brought it home and, somewhat sheepishly, presented it to our father.
Upon opening it, Dad read this message: "You've been like a father to me." He looked at Ryan, puzzled.
"Well, Dad," Ryan tried to explain, "it was either that or the card that said, 'Now that I'm a father too!'"
-- Submitted by Anne Carlson
Thanks for the Soda, Pop!
Before I took the old family car to college, my father loaded the trunk with soft-drink bottles filled with oil, coolant and transmission fluid. Sure enough, my car overheated. Scolding myself for not listening to my father's instructions, I looked at the engine and saw how well he knew me. The oil cap was labeled Dr Pepper, the transmission stick, Coke, and the empty coolant container, Diet Pepsi. I finished the trip safely.
-- Submitted by Charlotte G. Alexander
Say What, Dad?
Our Gen-X daughter, Cristie, made my husband a Father's Day card entitled "Things My Dad Would Never Say." Such as:
"Can you turn up that music?"
"Go ahead and take my truck. Here's 50 bucks for gas."
"I LOVE your tattoo. We should both get new ones."
"Here, you take the remote."
-- Submitted by Deanna Schneider
Watch the Wash, Dad...
I decided to make myself useful and do a load of the family laundry. When I took the clothes out of the machine, I discovered -- to my dismay -- that I had also washed the watch my wife had given me while we were dating. "Don't expect me to replace it," she said later with an obvious lack of sympathy. By the time Father's Day rolled around, however, she had relented and gave me a beautiful new watch. Attached was a note with this stipulation: "DRY-CLEAN ONLY!"
-- Submitted by Paul Diblasi
What a Card!
Father's Day was near when I brought my three-year-old son, Tyler, to the card store. Inside, I showed him the cards for dads and told him to pick one.
When I looked back, Tyler was picking up one card after another, opening them up and quickly shoving them back into slots, every which way. "Tyler, what are you doing?" I asked. "Haven't you found a nice card for Daddy yet?"
"No," he replied. "I'm looking for one with money in it."
-- Submitted by Terri Cook
My husband's cousin married a former Marine who now works for United Parcel Service. They bought their four-year-old son two stuffed bears -- one in a UPS uniform and the other in Marine garb. When the boy seemed confused, his father brought out a picture of himself in full Marine dress. "See, Connor?" he explained, pointing to the photo and then to the bear. "That's Daddy."
Connor's eyes went from one to the other, and then he asked in a puzzled voice, "You used to be a bear?"
-- Submitted by Robin Yedlock
Pop Vs. Pup
While flying from Denver to Kansas City, Kansas, my mother was sitting across the aisle from a woman and her eight-year-old son. Mom couldn't help laughing as they neared their destination and she heard the mother say to the boy, "Now remember -- run to Dad first, then the dog."
-- Submitted by Karla J. Kasper
On the day I received my learner's permit, my father agreed to take me out for a driving lesson. With a big grin, he hopped in behind the driver's seat. "Why aren't you sitting up front on the passenger's side?" I asked.
"Kirsten, I've been waiting for this ever since you were a little girl," Dad replied. "Now it's my turn to sit back here and kick the seat."
-- Submitted by Kirsten Wiley
No. 1 on Our List -- Literally!
My father was completely lost in the kitchen and never ate unless someone prepared a meal for him. When Mother was ill, however, he volunteered to go to the supermarket for her. She sent him off with a carefully numbered list of seven items.
Dad returned shortly, very proud of himself, and proceeded to unpack the grocery bags. He had one bag of sugar, two dozen eggs, three hams, four boxes of detergent, five boxes of crackers, six eggplants, and seven green peppers.
-- Submitted by Joan Flood
Monday, June 09, 2008
The other night, I ate at a real nice family restaurant.
Every table had an argument going.
When I get one of those "mom" headaches, I take the advice on the aspirin bottle: Take two and keep away from children.
Friday, June 06, 2008
"Purpose of visit?" asked the customs agent as we approached a checkpoint at the U.S.-Canadian border.
"We're going to a wedding," my wife said.
"Are you carrying any weapons--knives, guns?" he asked.
"No," she said. "It's not that kind of wedding."
"I'll never find the right guy," I heard a young guest at the wedding shower sigh.
"Don't give up," urged an older woman. "Every pot has a lid."
"Or," a cynical voice behind her offered, "you could be a skillet."
A distraught driver was grateful when out Marine son, Jim, stopped to help put out a fire in her car. "I prayed, 'please let the next car stop,' and it was you," the woman gushed.
Jim's mother was also pleased when she heard the story.
"Who would have thought," she told him, "that you'd be the answer to any girl's prayers?"
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
at the rate i'm going, i should be playing the lottery! i might just win!!
so, yeah, after the fight with the parentals i decided it was time... i'm 22 and still living in my parents basement... yeah, that's gotta change!! so i was thinking about moving out...
"hmm... i wonder if anyone would wanna move into an apartment with me..."
*text message from my girl*
"hey! you wouldn't happen to be wanting to move out any time soon would you?"
"actually, yeah... i've wanted to move out since i got home from school..."
"REALLY?! CALL ME!!"
so i did, we ended up chatting for a good hour or so...
turns out her sister is moving up from Utah in a couple weeks and the two of them and another girl were gunna move into an apartment, but the other girl decided to bail on them... so they were looking for another roommate...
she said her first instinct was to look through her phone, but then she thought that would be lame, so she CraigsListed for roommates and came up with a whole-lota-nothin... so then she went looking through her phone and the first name that popped out at her was ME!! Kiley Girl! :) hahaha!! so she decided to take a chance, and ask!
all i had to do was apply to the complex, tell them who i was gunna be living with, give a reference (my parents) and wait for an approval...
I GOT APPROVED TODAY!!!
literally about half an hour ago...
tomorrow we go to check out the apartment during lunch
move in date is next Thursday or Friday of next week (the 12th or 13th)
i'm pretty freaking excited! it's hard for me to focus on work right now... hahaha!! this next week is going to be absolutely incredible!!
6/5/08- check out apt. (sign lease)
6/6/08- payday at WISM
6/7/08- go out and kick it with the sister in P.O.
6/12 or 6/13- get the keys to the apt. and move in
6/13/08- last day at WISM (they decided to give me sat. off)
6/15/08- payday at PCWA
6/16/08- first FULL day at PCWA
AHH!!! i'm so excited!!
wish me luck! i hope i really like this place!!
Monday, June 02, 2008
my best friend is quite smart. she is also quick witted.
i love to hear her stories of snips she's tossed at people to which they have no intelligent response...
"we're not talking right now... but,
we're big enough to get over it."
and the context of the original conversation makes it HILARIOUS.
i laugh just thinking about it.
what makes it even better?
it totally applied to the fight that went on last night between my parents and i...
yes, we were fighting AGAIN over something STUPID...
(isn't that always how it goes?)
i was so floored i wanted to scream until i passed out.
they weren't listening, i wasn't listening, it was a big mess...
i was so mad i cried.
i went to my room, and went to bed angry...
not a good idea if you ask me...
i woke up with a headache and puffy eyes... sucky...
but all morning all i could think about was that little comment...
we're big enough to get over it.
and it's true. we are! honestly... it was probably stupid for us to be fighting over anything at all in the first place, but the fact that we can get over things like that is awesome.
yeah, i'm a stubborn, hard-headed, smart-alec that should probably know better by now, and maybe one of these days i'll grow out of it
(keep your fingers crossed... my dad's 57 and he's still like that)
for the time being, i'll just stick with being big enough to get over it...