*Results Not Typical

In my 2001 Things To Do Before You Die book one of the things is "Read the fine print"
I've started reading the fine print, mostly on TV commercials but also on other products.
I was reading my shampoo bottle the other day and it said "Hair is 5x's stronger!!" followed by a '*'. I followed the '*' to the bottom of the bottle to find out that results showed that when using the whole Garnier Fructis system hair tested five times stronger than using the leading brand of non-conditioning shampoo alone.
Duh!
I wondered why my hair didn't feel amazingly strong.

Mercy! That was tender.

(sorry this one will probably be boring for anyone besides my family or those who care about my personal life...I'll post something fun and interesting later)

please listen to #80 on my playlist while reading

As I was driving home on July 24th I couldn't help but feel a little reluctant.
Don't get me wrong, I love spending time with my family and I love being at home but I graduated from college and I have NO clue what I want to do with my life and I didn't really want to get comfortable at home and never move on with my life.
I remember in January thinking "I will NOT move back home when I graduate, that'll be a social death sentence!" Nevertheless...I didn't make any other plans and going home just fit in the cards.
Even on July 24th I wasn't sure if it was the right decision.
I was thinking about how much I was going to miss being a college student and how much I was going to miss Rexburg and all my friends and how much I was going to miss the "comfort" of knowing what was next.
As excited as I was to see my family and be home I couldn't seem to convince myself that everything was going to work out and being home wasn't going to be the death sentence I thought it was.
As Sophie and I left the Rockies and approached the Mid-West we were greeted by an amazing lightning storm.
With every bolt of beautiful lightning I felt more and more at ease with what was happening. I was first reminded of how much I miss REAL storms (Idahoans don't know what they're missing). I was reminded of how much I love being home and how much lay ahead. Yes, I was closing one door, and while one might not be open right now one will open as long as I keep looking for it.
That lightning storm was a tender mercy and I lost sight of the comfort that I felt from that storm because only a few hours after witnessing that storm I rolled my car.
I guess rolling your car would make anyone stop and say "was I doing the right thing? was 'someone' trying to stop me from coming home?" and the feelings of doubt have flooded me.
It could be the hours and days and weeks I've spent alone with my thoughts (which never proves healthy) but again I was questioning myself and where I am.
But last night I couldn't sleep (nothing new there) and I had the privilege of watching another amazing lightning storm which reminded me of that July 24th night and how sure I was then that I was making the right decision and the feelings of comfort that started masking the uncertain feelings of an unknown future.
So sorry to anyone out here who is afraid of lightning or hates storms because I'm sure every time I am doubting myself another storm will come alone to remind me that things are ok.

Grody part 3

The third and final (I promise) installment of my Grody blogs.

For those of you who do or would like to start peeing in the shower I was directed by a friend to this article which I'm going to summarize.

Apparently the world is catching onto the idea of peeing in the shower as a way to conserve water. Here is a list of peeing in the shower "etiquette":

1. Don't go until the water is going. The water acts as a good disguise for what is happening. It also shortens the amount of time that the urine sits on the bottom of the shower as the water quickly washes everything down the drain.

2. Do your business at the beginning of the shower. It allows for a full rinse cycle.

3. Don't pee in your friends shower.

4. Don't pee in public showers.

5. Pee in the shower all you want, but don't get carried away and start washing in the toilet. And never under any circumstances poo in the shower.

One Ring To Rule Them All

(please listen to song #72 of #73 from the Lord of the Rings)

My sister Katy and I have these rings we wear on our left pinkie finger.
No it isn't a replica Lord of the Ring ring. It is a simple gold band.

We've had these rings for probably around five years. If we calculate up all the time that mine has been missing it'd probably be three years. No joke. But this ring, like the Lord of the Rings ring ALWAYS comes back to me. It is like it can't be away from its owner! It is a little creepy.

The first time I lost it I was at work at the Fudge Factory. I don't remember why...oh yes I do! haha! My little sister Jessie tried to hold my hand and I hate touching so I violently ripped my hand away and the ring flew off my finger. I searched and searched for that ring and couldn't find it anywhere! In meantime I went back to school in Idaho and around Easter time I got a phone call that one of the ladies I work with found my ring. It was crazy because I thought it was lost forever!

Another time I lost my ring I was in St. Anthony Idaho at the Sand Dunes. It was dark and we were having a bonfire and I flailed my hand some way and my ring flew off my finger. The sand was tan, the ring was gold, it was dark...I was for sure I had lost it forever. My friends and I grabbed our cell-phones (no one had a flashlight) and we searched and searched the dunes on hands and knees. Remember that this is sand, and if you misplace ANYTHING for too long the wind will blow and the sand will cover it. I've had friends lose shoes out there! We searched for about an hour and then gave up and went back to bonfiring. As we were leaving my roommate decided to give it one last look and guess what...she FOUND it!

One morning I woke up to discover the ring had slipped off my finger in the night. I searched my bed and couldn't find it. I pulled off the sheets and removed all my pillowcases and found nothing. I moved my bed I vacuumed with the hose covered with my nylons (so i could suck stuff up but catch what I was looking for) and never found the ring. Months went by and many many vacuums went by...I chalked it up to being gone forever. The next semester I was moved and gone and I got a phone call from my roommate. Her new roommate who had taken my room had decided to move furniture and found a little gold ring under the dresser (which was on the other side of the room from my bed)! Crazy?!?! Yes!

Here's the last story. (even though I COULD share a few more) Last fall I didn't wear my ring much because it is a little too big for my finger (obviously...haha) and I didn't want to lose it while I was mowing a lawn or something and have it gone for good so it spent a lot of time in a ceramic dish in my kitchen (don't ask my why it was there... it just was). Well the time came for me to go back to school and the ring wasn't in the dish anymore. I know I didn't move it so it was weird. I looked for it and found nothing and once again chalked it up to being gone forever. I came home about two weeks ago and my little sister and I were going through her dresser drawers. She emptied out a drawer and what does she pull out of it? My ring!!

Smells Like A Birthday Girl!

The last song on my playlist coincides with this blog beautifully!

Today my blog is dedicated to Katy!
Happy Birthday!!!!

You're the best older sister I have and I hope you have a wonderful birthday!!
What would be wonderful is if everyone who read my blog went to her blog today and wished her a happy birthday!

I Can't Sleep

I haven't been able to comfortably sleep for the longest time.
The "longest time" actually equals about a week and a half, but still! To someone who is sleep deprived a week and a half feels like forever.
I can't sleep on my back because my shoulder lays all funny and it kills when I wake up in the morning.
I can't sleep on my right side because my left arm has to balance and that just doesn't work.
I can't sleep on my stomach because if I'm on my stomach my arms automatically want to go above my head...and my arm WON'T go above my head.
I end up sleeping in a recliner which isn't that uncomfortable but it doesn't really allow for stretching.
Even if I take PM medication I can't sleep through the night.
It wouldn't be that bad if I had someone to keep me company because 3am is awfully lonely, but all I have is QVC and the Home Shopping Network.
It's kind of funny actually because they'll have a caller form Iowa or something and I think to myself, "It is 3am for heavens sake! Why are you calling the Home Shopping Network?!" and then I realize that I'm basically doing the same thing.

Scam-Wow!

I love infomercials!
Imagine my excitement when I got home from Idaho and found ShamWow hiding in my little sisters room. Don't ask me why it was hiding in her room, but upon finding it I decided I HAD to give it a try.
I ran into the bathroom and filled the sink with a little bit of water and threw the ShamWow in, expecting it to soak up with ease.
Well guess what...ShamWow sucks! I think a Brawny papertowel could absorb more than that stupid thing.
Maybe Tuna got a crappy one. Has anyone else tried it?
Well if you haven't tried it I say DON'T! They don't work.
Sad day.