Editors Note

In a previous blog if one said "dream barf" she might have not meant barf but perhaps just the spewing up of a dream or two.

Catch up, dream barf, and tears of sadness

I'm frustrated lately because I want a new background/layout for my blog and nothing seems to please me. I can't figure out cutest blog on the block and sarah gallaher has a cute layout but I coudn't figure that out either. My current background is one that they supply you with on blogger. All the ones on pyzam look too myspacey. Is there no proverbial happy ending?!

Anyway...
I've been bored lately. My parents came home thank goodness. I started talking to my dog like he was a human, that isn't all that bad, but he started responding in a British accent. One more day with them gone and I'm I would have stared eating out of his bowl and he would be taking me out for walks.
The olympics are over (tear). But i'm glad to announce that my temporary obsession with my fiance is finally over! No more dreams with him in it. I did have a dream the other day though that my bedroom was haunted by a little boy who had the cutest little boy voice and we were basically best friends. I also had three dreams that I had a baby.

I was kinda sad the other day because I realized that I wouldn't be able to help with the car show this year. For the last couple of years I've helped John McCarty with the car show by entering info into his computer for him before and during the show. He asked me about a month ago if I'd help and of course I said yes (a free t-shirt is always involved). On Monday I remembered that this weekend was the car show and quickly remembered that I have to teach primary on Sunday so just going to the later meeting wouldn't be very responsible on my part. I found the mayor and told him I couldn't help but I did ask some other people to do it for me. So hopefully Amber Steen and Amanda Matthews will find it as much fun as I do (tear).

Well I guess that is it for the catch up. And the dream barf, and the tears of sadness.

Now that I re-read it for a proofread I realized it was REALLY boring so here is a video to hopefully make this post not so gay. My dad got it in an email and showed it to me. You have to watch for the elephant in the video it is my favorite! Plus it is a good song!

Katy?! What Happened To Your Face?

I was bored! This is what I ended up with.

MyHeritage: Celebrity Morph - Vintage pics - Family history

Vin+Tag=This Blog

Four Random Things I Like About My Husband/Wife
(future)
1. he shaves his legs
2. I love that he was sick during his first 2008 beijing race and didn't use it as an excuse for bronze
3. sometimes for photo shoots he oils himself up....
4. he swam against Michael Phelps and still tried his hardest even though we all knew Michael was going to win

Four Jobs I Have Had
1. Candy Confectioner
2. Master of Custodial Arts
3. Plant Polisher Extraordinare
4. Personal Pizza Deliverer

Four Movies I Have Watched More Than Once
1. The Land Before Time
2. Pride and Prejudice
3. The Little Mermaid
4. Ferris Bueller's Day Off

Four Places I Have Lived
1. Nauvoo, IL
2. 1215.5 Mulholland St
3. Rexburg, ID
4. 667 S 2 W

Four TV Shows I Have Watched
1. Lost
2. Pushing Daisies
3. 24
4. SeaQuest

Four Places I Have Been Most Recently
1. Big Sky, Montana
2. Des Moines, Iowa
3. Rawlins, Wyoming
4. Lincoln, Nebraska

Four People Who E-mail Me Regularly
1. Facebook
2. Old Navy
3. Corina Davis
4. Merriam-Webster

Four Favorite Foods
1. French Fries
2. Baked Potatoes
3. Mashed Potatoes
4. McDonals Hashbrowns

Four Places I'd Like To Visit
1. Venice
2. Ireland
3. The Cliffs of Dover
4. Maine

Four Things I Am Looking Forward To This Year
1. Pushing Daisies to start back up
2. Christmas
3. My parents to come home
4. The leaves to change colors

Four People To Tag
1. Heather Bird
2. Sarah Gallaher
3. Joanne Gallaher
4. Lydia
(I hate tagging cause I'm not sure who has done it already!)

Can I Get A Woot Woot for V-Ball?

So I just watched the women's beach volleyball final. I'm so pathetic. I kinda teared up a little I was so proud.
Ps: My hands are dirty and won't come clean. It is disgusting.

Darn those storm drains

I was in wal-mart the other day and over the intercom system a guy said "Will the lady who dropped her keys in the storm drain please come to the customer service desk." I thought it was kinda funny.

Science Experiment

I came home for lunch today and my house smelled really really bad.  It has smelled kinda bad lately when I've come home so I've been doing whatever I can think of for smell: Febreeze the couches, baking soda sprinkled on the carpet and then vacuumed, I washed nubbins (my dog) teddy bear he chews on, his bed, his favorite sleeping pillow.  I mopped the floor and washed the rugs in the kitchen.  I've done almost everything I can think of, so imagine my frustration when I came home to a smell.  I used my nose (it is pretty much amazing for identifying scents but the scent of my house has been unfamiliar to me) to sniff out the scent which led to the clothe-less laundry room.  I discovered the scent was the washer.  So I decided to run the washer without any clothes in it with baking soda instead of laundry detergent.  Then the proverbial lightbulb went off in my head and I remembered one time when a lady I work with said you can clean your washer by running it empty with a cup of vinegar.  

"Well," I thought to myself, "if baking soda gets rid of smells and vinegar cleans why not do them both at the same time??!"  So I proceeded to pour vinegar in the washer with the baking soda.  Umm.... anyone who has ever taken a science class ever probably knows the outcome of my little experiment.  There was some fizzy action and the fizzies filled the washer but eventually they died down.  And as far as I can tell the smell is gone but I might be used to it.  Skunks can't smell their own scent you know.

Temporary Obsession

Ok, So i'm suffering from a temporary obsession with Ryan Lochte. It is quasi embarrassing but I don't care that much because anyone one who reads my blogs knows I'm crazy.
I think it is sad he is in Michael Phelps shadow because Ryan Lochte is just as good a swimmer. Ryan Lochte is also 76% better looking than Michael Phelps which should earn him some air time.
While suffering from this temporary obsession with my finance, I did what any self respecting person would do who was suffering from the same sickness, I searched for his name in YouTube. I found this video which only makes me love Ryan Lochte more because he is SO fine! (watch for the Matthew Machoney comment and the picture that follows after) It also makes me love Gold Medal Mel cause he seems funny.

PS- I'm pretty sure Ryan Lochte and I would be good friends if he ever got to know me.

Well I hope others can enjoy it, I think sharing it with others is part of my 12 steps of recovery.

And I'm safe... Or am I?

I just thought I'd let everyone know that I was so excited by the US winning the mens 4x100 freestyle relay that I managed to lock myself out of the house as I took my dog out for one last walk before bedtime.  No worries though, I'm "safely" back in my house.  I say "safely" because I locked the door to keep people out and if I can get back in through locked doors who else can? Not that anyone would break in, I'm just home alone for two weeks and panicked for a second. 

I have a dream...

I had a dream last night (after watching the olympic swimming meets) that I was marrying this fella. His name is Ryan Lochte and I had never even heard of him until last night. He swims with the American team but being in Michael Phelps shadow doesn't leave much press for him.
I think that I think swimmers are sexy cause I hate hair (hairy legs, chests, pits, backs... eww!) so anyone that shaves his whole self is ok with me. Plus he is good looking anyway.
But the drama of this dream is that the crowd waiting to watch my wedding (at the catholic church here in Nauvoo) wouldn't let me in because I wasn't Chinese. And Ryan (in his swimming outfit, cap and all) kept waving his hand for me to come down the isle. It was sad and I woke up all depressed A) because I couldn't get into my own wedding, B) because I wasn't really marrying this guy.

I love the olympics

I Love the Olympics!
I have a playlist on my iPod called "I'm Proud To Be An American" and the Olympic Fanfare music is on it and people always say, "that isn't patriotic!" but I think it is because when am I the most patriotic?? (besides on the 4th of July?) During the Olympics.
Not only does it pull out my patriotism but is seems like, for a couple weeks, the world has one focus. Watching all the countries walk onto the field during the opening ceremony was...neat I guess you could say. Iraq walked out and there were cheers, Iran walked in and there were cheers, Saudi Arabia walked in and there were cheers. Countries I had never heard of, countries who had one person to represent them and even they got cheers.
It is very humbling.
It was also crazy that George W. was sitting next to Vladimir Putin and it was like they were just two normal people. No formal seating, they both had their jackets off, they were talking about the show they were watching. It was weird.
I like the Visa commercials that are out with Morgan Freeman's voice. This is one of my favorites. I hope you enjoy it too.

Icky (part 2)

I have a knack for picking out odors and I can smell something from a mile away which works to my benefit and to my detriment.
So I said in my previous blog that I smelled really bad (which is true) but as I returned to work this afternoon I happened upon something that smelled worse. My dad and I were weeding a garden and I bent over to pull up a weed and I smelled Devils Member, the fungus mushroom thingy pictured above. It has a very nasty distinct smell. I didn't see any and I told my dad I smelled it and he said he didn't see any either or even smell it. So I thought maybe I'd lost my mind, but needless to say I still smelled it. As I moved along, pulling weeds I followed a weed down to its roots to pull it out and what do I find a ton of growing under the flower layer? You guessed it, Devils Member. Along with the devils member I found a half eaten turkey sandwich covered in ants and that probably wasn't helping with the odor. It smelled SO bad!
Speaking of Devils Member! I have a story that probably doesn't seem very funny unless you were there but it was funny at the time.
I was mowing a lawn and I saw what I didn't know at the time was Devils Member. I thought it was an orange snake sticking its head up through the grass. Well I'm afraid of snakes so every time I drove past it I would freeze a little (not thinking that all I had to do was mow over the stupid thing). After about three or four passes I noticed the thing hadn't moved so I came to two conclusions. Conclusion 1: A snake had stuck it's head up through the lawn and died and rigor mortis had set in and it was frozen there. Conclusion 2: Some kid had left his toy snake in the lawn. Using Occam's Razor (that one is for you Lydia) I decided upon conclusion 2.
So after I left that lot Katy and I went on a trash run picking up limbs and piles of weeds people had set to the side of the road. We had a little time on our hands so I told her about the toy snake and asked if we could go pick it up. We drove to the lot and I jump out to go get it and saw that the "snake" had now shriveled up. My mind immediately jumps to conclusion 1 and I think it was a REAL snake and its lifeless body had shriveled in the sun. I yell for Katy to come see the phenomenon and she comes to my side, takes one look at it and starts laughing at me. Needless to say she explained to me that it was Devils Member and it smells really bad and all that jazz.
So thank you Katy for enlightening me! I will forever think of you when I smell that aroma.

Icky

I just thought i'd let everyone know that it is 107 degrees, I've been working outside and my deodorant has worn off. I came in for lunch and all I could smell was my nasty self.

Gross!

Tan lines and Twilight

At 2am last night when Tuna returned home from work we set out to get Breaking Dawn. To my surprise wal-mart didn't have too many left so it is a good thing I didn't just wait until this after noon. After going through all that trouble I had to read the first chapter and it was good to hear from my friends Edward and Bella again. I'm a little nervous though because I looked at the chapter listing and the last chapter was listed on page 118 and there are 754 pages. Well after a little more research the book is broken up into three "books". The first one being titled Bella, the second one being titled... well that might be a spoiler so I won't share it. Needless to say I can't wait to finish this blog (I felt like I NEEDED to update) and start reading again.

Secondly Tan-lines. I hate that when I get home and take a shower I look at my arms and I feel SO tan but then when I'm sitting around I don't look very tan. My mom says I'm nuts and I am tan but I feel like I reached my tan max a week ago and I won't get any tanner. It is a little depressing. PLUS my feet are usually pretty tan with a great flip flop line on them but because I have to wear long pants and shoes my feet are as white as ever. It is a bummer.
(ps: I google image searched Tan Lines...sometimes I'm not the brightest crayon in the box...and got something I really didn't want, so don't type tan lines in the search engine)