Dreams

You know the second you wake up and you can only remember your dreams for about 30 seconds then they completely leave you? This is my experience.... I was sleeping in my moms bed cause we were up late finishing Christmas and I was almost to that half conscious almost asleep happy place. I heard my mom flip over and say oh! Oh! Oh! Then she hit me over the head as hard as she could! I was like Mom!! Why did you just hit me?! And in her drunken slumber she said oh sorry! I thought you were stealing the presents! And I said I'm not, but if you ever hit me like that again I will! And she said, ok I just hadn't checked that corner yet. And I was laughing so hard I had to come down to my room and write this. As well as sleep where it's safe...

Envy

There is a certain part of my Pinterest home page where I can scroll down for a pretty substantial amount of time and all I see is pictures of very attractive boys, super delicious looking food, and the cutest clothes/accessories/and house decorating ideas I have ever seen. Either I need some new friends to follow, or I have the exact right ones who know exactly what I wish I had.

News

I got enough courage to call the tax collector today. The easiest way for me to explain this story is like this:

Me: Hi, I got a tax notification for a house I don't live in.
Operator: Ok, what is your name?
M: Emily.
O: Ok, so it shows you live at 401 W. Main in Homedale. Is this correct?
M: No, I don't live there. I live in Burley, Idaho. I have never heard of Homedale.
O: Are you sure? Did you maybe put a lease out and someone just put the property in your name?
M: Yes, I am sure that I have never been there, never heard of it, and do not own property.
O: Are you certain that this property is not yours?
M: Yeah, I'm sure.
O: Ok, well we have it in our system that your current address is 401. Do you mean to say that you do not currently reside there and you do not own that property?
M: Yes, that is what I am saying. I do not live there, I never have, I don't know why it is in my name.
O: Ok, I'm going to put you on hold........ Ok, well that might have just been a mistake in our system. Do you own any more property or anything that should not be in your name?
M: No.
O: Ok it is taken care of. Bye.

Well geesh. Call me crazy but this lady did not believe I was telling her the truth! I am not kidding I had to tell her at least 3 times that I do not live there. Also, is it just me or was that really easy to take care of? I feel like more people could just call in and say that they don't live in their houses if they didn't feel like paying taxes. I mean totally dishonest, but fairly simple. I feel so relieved that is out of the way. You can all rest easy now.


                              Everyone say hello (and goodbye) to the first home I've ever owned.

Identity Theft

So what if my favorite tv show is listed under ''Feel-good kids' TV for ages 8-10'' on Netflix...I'm not going to stop watching Wizards of Waverly place just because I've been labeled. For these past 2 days I have been on my death bed and haven't moved very far from it. I have my mother and brother to thank for this very long weekend of sleeping all day and barely moving unless absolutely necessary. Netflix has become my best friend and I probably should get banned from the Disney channel. I did drag my little self out of bed and to the church with the fam while we went to watch my dad sing in the Christmas program tonight and that was just the little boost I needed to be excited for Christmas! Granted there isn't any snow outside so it doesn't feel like Christmas, but I have allowed myself to get excited now.

 As I have previously mentioned to some of you, I am still fighting the battle of the mobile home issue. Whoever was paying taxes for it under my name has stopped and I got a warning in the mail that if I don't pay by the 20th, bad things will happen. Who knows why it is in my name in the first place, and why the person who has been paying for it all along decided to stop. Do they know they aren't me? Did they think I'd never find out? I am supposed to call the tax collector but what do you really say in this situation? Uh, yeah, hi I'm not going to give you your 2 payments that you are asking for on or before December 20th because A) I've never ever heard of Homedale, Idaho B) I am 20 years old and have left the state of Idaho exactly once to live in Utah for a year and C) Why is there a house in my name and why has this not been investigated farther? Anyone ever heard of identification? We'll see how that phone call goes tomorrow.

Glory

I signed my first record label tonight. The crowd cheered the loudest, most enthusiastic, most exuberantly for my piece. Ok, so we can probably cross those sentences out. But, I did play in my first ever recital tonight. Even when I myself was taking lessons I was too nervous and would never let my teacher sign me up for a recital. Also, I didn't figure the 5 months that I took lessons would get me anywhere near memorizing a piece for a crowd. But in all my self taught-ness, I was able to crank out 2 pieces for the 2 little violin boys in my ward. I played flawlessly. But in all seriousness I was on stage from 6:37-6:39 o'clock and my glory probably only lasted about 30 seconds. At least my mom is proud. (I think...she didn't go.)

Growing Up

Finals are done!! Finals are done!!! Ok, just kidding I don't have any finals. But I really am feeling out of the loop these days while all my friends are busy being responsible adults at school and I am at home...not doing that. I went to my little brother's 'Arrow of Light' tonight where he progressed from a baby scout to one of the big kid scouts. Obviously I don't know their proper titles never having been a scout before... But as I stood there after and he gave me a 'quick my friends are looking and I don't want them to see I'm hugging you' hug, it kind of just hit me that I am doing something with my life. I get to see my little sibs grow up a little bit before I leave in a year and a half, and when I come home, go to school and finish up my young adult life. Its not every day you get to see your brother walk across the bridge (a literal one) and kind of just grow up in front of your eyes. I am kind of glad I don't have school on my mind and stresses of an education right now because that can come later. There is all sorts of time for school but there isn't a lot of time to spend time with your family before everyone is too busy with finals, too busy with studying, and just living too far away to really know what's going on. I know some people question my decision to stay at home and work until I leave next year, but for me it feels right. (plus, who is going to complain about free rent and food? not me...I did college, I know how expensive it is to live) Also, if I wasn't here I would have never had the motivation to get up every morning at 6 am to go with my crazy mom to the gym and run until I can't breathe, but shaving 4 minutes off my mile this morning made me smile and think about progression in the long run. (ha, see what I did there?)

                                                         In summary, I'd just like to say

Rehab

I'm the first person willing to admit I have a problem. I cannot go to sleep at night. I just put it off (hence the blog post at 2 in the morning...) and figure that I'll have to get up in 4 hours anyway to go work out so what even is the point? It makes me think that I have less of a life than I let on. All my friends are stressing over finals week and studying and stuff so no one texts me these days and I find that I make my own enjoyment in the form of reading a book alllllll night or watching funny Ellen YouTube videos (a weakness). But in my internet browsing I come across all sorts of funny sayings, pictures, quotes, and moments that I wish people could share with me so I wouldn't be one of those people alone in a room laughing to themselves. This has become more of a ramble than I would have liked so we can be done now.

                                     

Confusion

Today at church I randomly had a lot of people come up to me and ask me what I'm doing with my life these days. I get the occasional awkward chat from a lot of people I've basically known my whole life wondering what I'm up to, but today at least 5 people cornered me and asked me what my plans are for this winter/next year. I gave the usual response: Oh nothing,  just working until I go on my mission...no I don't have a job right now...yes I'm planning on getting one...yes I put my mission papers in 6 months... But today I was so flustered by all these people asking me the same question that I accidentally told people I was 19, told them my birthday was in July, and told them that I had a job. Apparently I don't work well under pressure because I am 20, jobless, and born in September! Basically I am not really good at confrontational questions.

No Pain, No Gain

So, here's my story. I have been going to the gym like a faithful little exerciser every day with my mom. Recently I have also started taking up lifting weights every other day along with our run. Well, on Monday apparently I lifted one of them wrong and I accidentally knocked one of my ribs out of its holder in my rib cage. Or however you want to explain that. I went to the chiropractor today and got that little guy popped back into place. It hurt soooooo bad but feels sooooo much better now. Unfortunately all I can do is the stationary bike and the treadmill for a couple more days until my back heals. But that's ok because I was angry about that and did 4 miles today! A little frustration can get you far, people. And to complete this fantastic day I got a call from someone who referred her to me (that's right, I'm slowly becoming famous) to play piano for her son's violin recital. I love it! And one more random thought to wrap this up: me and my mom finally got Jess' package all wrapped up (super cutely) and sent off to her! 89 more days till she comes home!!! (if you are a follower of my blog and you know my sister, give me your email address and I will let you read her mission blog!) That's all I've got. Bye!

A Day in the Life

I love when 1 simple picture sums up my life...

ok, but in all seriousness I really am not too far from being homeless. I got the jobless part down and the lack of a future plan, but that's not stopping me from enjoying my life! Today I am playing the piano for a little boy that goes to my church. He has a little violin recital and I agreed to accompany him so I am really excited for that. Really, I am. I love playing the piano! I don't really know how any of this information ties together but I am running low on blogging ideas. 

In other news, I celebrated my week anniversary of belonging to a new gym today. I'm so proud of myself. All my efforts that went in to the CPT5K seemed a little wasted once it got cold and I couldn't run outside anymore so I am slowly building myself up to what I once had. This whole dedication thing is really hard. We have our regular 'good morning' crew (the same people there at 6 am every morning) and we all are real nice to each other and smiley and happy. And for such an hour in the morning, that is saying something for me. 

I have a grueling day ahead of me with nails to be painted, music to be listened to, pinterest to attend to, and shopping to be done. Have a wonderful Monday everyone! :) 

Hidden Talents

Like I said, today is Jared's birthday. For one of his presents he got Lego Creationary which is basically a box of lego's and some pictures that you are supposed to create and have others guess what you make. When we played I was really bad at it and no one could guess what I was making and it was really frustrating. The box said ages 7 and up, so I figured it was just a fluke or something. After everyone was done playing and were off doing their various other activities, I sat down with the box for about 2 hours until I was able to make things happen. This is what became of it...

lawn mower with moving handle 

apple and banana (with birthday cake in the background) 

drummer 

power drill

rhino

lighthouse

gas station

t-rex complete with moveable jaw

Happy Birthday to Me!

Today is my brother's birthday. My uncle happened to be across the street doing a tree job for our neighbors (he is a tree remover/landscaper/sprinklers/anything you want guy) and he brought his bucket truck over to give Jared a birthday ride. This turned into the neighborhood gathering and them each getting a turn to go up for a minute. Before I knew it, I had 9 neighborhood kids chanting my name telling me to go up. I just couldn't say no to that kind of peer pressure so I climbed in. Since its only really meant for one worker, I kind of sat on the edge of the bucket, gripping it in a vice grip. We started our 80 foot or so ascent, and it was so terrifying. I of course had to keep it together for the children's sake, but inside I was screaming. We got to the top and it lurched a little and that was slightly alarming. My uncle has always been a jokester so as we were up there he suggested I take a better look and stand up on the edge. He grabbed my leg and playingly tried to push me over the edge. That didn't go over well. The verdict is still the same: I am scared of heights. I personally liked each exaggerated child's account of what they saw when they were up there: I saw WalMart! (about 8 miles away), I saw my house! (again, way across town...), I saw people walking down the street! (that one may have been true.) Me on the other hand, I saw my life flash before my eyes.

video and picture to be uploaded later...when I can figure out how to get them off the ipod.

Weakness

When I look at pinterest, I get: ... hungry, a sudden urge to go run 3 miles, a sad feeling that I will never get my hair, nails, or makeup to look like that, a painful realization that I will never be a photographer, and a desire to go dig up some arts and crafts and make things with junk. Also, it is super hard to get off of that website. But don't worry blog world, I like blogging better :)

ok peach cupcakes with peach cream cheese frosting? yes please!

doesn't this make you wish you were right there running with him?

toilet paper rolls, black paint, and a picture frame. Uh, my tp rolls are not that pretty!

I want this.

ok. Now that I have turned my blog into a little Pinterest promotion, I'll be done. 

Terror

Sometimes my mom gets on these Netflix kicks and she gets hooked on the weirdest things. Today's show was season 1 of The Walking Dead...a show about zombies. She's not like a normal parent who watches one or two episodes, she gets hooked season by season. She of course makes me come watch it with her because it makes her scared, so as a little payback I decided to try something out.  Here is a little back story for details.... we have a little hallway that has 3 rooms that connects to it; my moms room is on the left, the bathroom in the middle, and my little sisters room on the right. So, I notice my mom going out to the kitchen to put some dishes in the sink and on her way back, I hid in the hallway right outside the bathroom and as she passed me with her back to me, I jumped out and screamed ZOMBIE ATTACK!! She let out the loudest scream I have ever heard my mother scream (especially considering all 3 kids are sound asleep and literally in the next room), and then promptly fell on to her bed from pure terror. I, of course, was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe and we both just laid there laughing until we ached all over. I wasn't sure if I was getting the proper amount of oxygen to my lungs because I couldn't make any sounds or breathe. It was hands down the funniest thing I have ever done. There was a sequence of emotions next that ranged from crying, to hysterical laughing, to anger (haha), to laughing again, and then to just replaying it in over and over again and generally not being able to breathe during the recap. What a good laugh (and yeah, I may be considered a mean daughter) :)

Traditions

Black Friday is dangerous, it is crazy, crowded, hectic, and stressful. I. Love. It. When my mom informed me we would be going after all (after we tentatively canceled because of her health) I was too excited. We got to WalMart at like 9:48 and as soon as the clock hit 10 I don't remember a single thing until I got home at 2 am. That's how it works. I got a new laptop (!!!) for a super great price and an iTouch. I didn't know I was going to buy either of these things until I saw the price. Sometimes I buy things impulsively. Actually all the time. My iTouch is almost dead because I have been downloading aps like a 12 year old girl and I don't even feel bad about it. I have enough games to keep a room full of children entertained and that's how I like it.

One of my friends made a dire mistake and invited me to Pinterest. I have been doing nothing else for at least 2 hours. I am still new to the whole thing, so I mostly just pin things that I like the second I see them. No thought goes into it whatsoever. So if you kind of think my pinterest boards have been hacked by a preteen, don't. That's just me.

Now that I am fully rested from that weird tradition that we celebrate, I am ready to talk about Thanksgiving. Here are some of my favorite moments:

Mom: I'm helping the turkey give birth!! (as she pulls the insides out of it before cooking...gross)

Jared: Look, I'm holding a turkey heart. Wanna touch it?

Eli: so, we're gonna go black shopping??

Mom: Hey! This turkey is hormone free!! Corinne: How do they know that? They don't know what it's thinking.

Happy Black Friday to all, and to all a goodnight.

Run Joey, Run!

I read something that said you aren't a true blogger unless you blog at least once every 3 days. If not, you become forgettable and people stop caring about you. Or something like that. So I think I will stick with telling short stories. I don't know about you, but I have a short attention span and anything more than a paragraph or so, and I struggle. So here is a bunch of little stories, stuck together pretending to relate to each other....

I love the holidays! That's 3 excuses right there to eat a lot of food, see family that doesn't like to come around unless there is an abundance of food offered, and no school so friends who do that whole education thing come home! My best friendy Taylor came back from Boise finally, and Cheri came home from Provo! We did the whole sleep till noon thing, eat lots of treats, and just be lazy and happy. I love those girls. We also like to play the bro game. Just slap 'bro' into any word and you can have a lot of fun. Brobama, Jumbrotron, Brodo Baggins, Broe Biden, Brocahontas...you get the point.

me and my broham

eatin some cupcakes! (excuse my homeless look...)

And I think I would get in trouble if I didn't at least mention that my favorite cousins came to town. They are just little BYU kids so they humor us and come spend Thanksgiving weekend with us...in little ol' Burley. So far we have made 'popcorn cake' which sounds disgusting, but is actually the most addicting food you will ever put in your mouth. We made a TON and I know I am feeling like I probably should take a break from eating that delicacy. (plus I am sure this is like a heart attack in a bowl...)

caramel corn, butter popcorn, peanut butter m&m's, milk duds, and pretzels with melted marshmallows holding it together. Yummmmmmmmm

side note: my neck is getting better! The swelling is almost all gone and the bruising has faded a little as well. Granted, it still looks like someone took a baseball bat to my throat, but I imagine that too will be gone with time.

sider note: I don't know if you were all aware of how fun google is, but get yourselves logged on to it. Click on everything! Especially the feather. Hours of entertainment. (and yeah, that link above is my own creation.)

And to tie this crazy blog post together, please fall in love with this video...

Good Ideas

As I mentioned, I got bit by a hobo spider a couple of days ago. The bite area has over time gotten worse, and my neck has become more swollen and very much more sore. My mom said she remembered a way someone once told her on how to get spider venom out of spider bites. The idea is that if you heat a glass bottle and put the part where you drink over the bite area, as the bottle cools it will create a suction and pull whatever is in you out.  So, we boiled some water with a coca cola bottle in it, and went to work. She punctured a little hole in my neck (which was as fun as it sounds) and put the top of the bottle over the bite. I patiently sat with my neck in excruciating pain and could feel blood leaving the infected area as the bottle cooled. My mom decides it had enough time and goes to pull the bottle off, but I couldn't even handle the slightest movement it hurt so bad. So, needless to say I start screaming and writhing in pain, and my mom starts laughing.  So then I start laughing which means moving, which means more pain.  We are both laughing so hard that we can't breathe, and I still have a bottle tightly fastened to my neck. We couldn't break the vacuum seal this bottle had to my neck, and I couldn't stand any sort of movement or pressure. I really thought we were going to have to go to the emergency room or something. I have 0 pain tolerance and this was getting out of control.  Meanwhile, my neck is growing in size and a giant hickie is forming under the bottle. I am pretty sure this was one of the dumbest ideas we've ever had.  Finally I get the sense to pull my neck skin towards my face and break the seal. I am still on the mend, but hopefully that dang stuff is out of me! It is a lot of work being resourceful!

It looks way worse than this now, but I am tired of pulling my hair out each and every time I put a band aid on, so we're leaving it up to your imagination.

Moral of the story: don't sleep in the same room with a pack of spiders. And if you do get bit, leave it alone.
Thanks and goodnight.

It's the truth! ...I think.

Yesterday I had an interesting conversation with my sister. We were talking about our other sister who is on a mission, so she couldn't back this story up either. After I had told her everything, she wasn't convinced that that particular incident had actually happened. After dwelling on it for awhile, I wasn't entirely sure if I made the story up or if it really was true! She made me question my own story. We then discussed that this happens to us often. Either we are really bad story tellers, or somehow our details get lost in translation. What kind of story teller can't even tell their own stories right? I gotta get better at this.

Side note: the spiders are back. This is one of the most thrilling things I have in my life these days, so I like to share. I got bit on my neck and there is a substantial lump on my pulse taking place. (obviously not a doctor here...) I was not meant to live in this bedroom.

And that's all I've got.

Rollin' in the Deep

Not only did I leave the house today, I actually went somewhere! My lovely mother and I drove down to Logan today to look around campus of a school I am interested in down there. We just kind of hopped in the car and went. After we met with the admissions counselor and the financial planner (lots and lots and lots of talking and paperwork and more talking and an overwhelming desire for me to rob a bank to attend school for a year) we were outta there and off for more adventure. We met up with one of my good friends from high school/church/neighbor and spent the rest of the day with her. Sadly, the whole trip wasn't photo documented, as it should have been, but the few gems I did capture should count for somethin'

I think everyone should own a pair of LDS sunglasses...

and I know everyone should love cafe rio like I do. It's becoming a problem. I love this place. It's a really good thing we don't have one too close by...

sometimes Sierra gets violent with the meat...uh...sticks.

ok, these were seriously called 'yard-o-beef!' Who wouldn't want that??! 

we got some quality time with TJ

scary pose, warm hat, weird friend. 

All I want for Christmas. Seriously. 

True Love. 

Who doesn't love anything Cars related? 

Also, can I just mention the fact that I went to Walmart 3 times today?! In two and a half different cities. My life is spiraling out of control.

Friendship Terminated

Sometimes I take out my frustrations on facebook. I will sit there for like 10 or 15 minutes and go through my news feed and 'unsubscribe' from people. Take that! I will not follow you anymore and I will not read about your lives! Notice how your mother was the only one who liked that?! Yeah, you aren't interesting! Ha ok that was a little over the top, but that's where I'm at right now. Its been a long day. A long frustrating day. Rant over. Bye.

believe it or not, this bird knows how I feel...

aaaand we've got ourselves another problem...

Title Goes Here

I never really have anything to say, yet I blog all the time. I'm sure in all the words I do end up saying, less than half are actually interesting. That is the price you pay for clicking on my blog I guess ☼

I can't have people forgetting I exist, so work with me here. Key highlights: I am done working harvest. I know, I didn't think the day would come either. We finally finished hauling compost and dirt. Let me tell you, that job right there is enough to prove yourself in any dirty, nasty job out there. Also, I am currently accepting applications for friends. Seriously, it is getting ridiculous. Give me something to get ready for, people! I need to get out of this house. (also, I feel I should mention it should be within reason...don't request I travel hundreds of miles to get to you, you need to work with me) ☺

I know this will probably shock no one, but I have indeed changed my mind again about school. I am really tired of justifying my actions, apologizing for 'promises' broken, and letting people down. It occurred to me that I don't have to feel bad for not making everyone happy by where I go or what I do, because frankly, it's not their life. It's mine. So if I wanna go to Madagascar for a semester of school, let me. I have changed my mind and probably will change it 100 more times so, for now, it is probably best if you just don't ask me whats next. Unless you want a couple texts a day informing you of a new idea I've formulated. But don't worry, the day I walk out of my house and sit down at a desk in a classroom, you, my blog family, will hear about it.

And, I would feel ungrateful if I didn't at least mention the fact that it is Veterans Day! I love this holiday. Firstly because it is my sister's birthday and it is really easy for me to remember, and secondly because I love that we have a special day to celebrate the men and women from all over who give their lives for us! I am so happy I live in the US because I have been to other countries, and I know I have a lot of things I take for granted that others would give anything for. We really are blessed and I love that everyone is more aware of that today. Happy 11/11/11 everyone ♥

side note: I figured out how to make special characters on my blog, if you didn't notice  ☻◘ • I'll be done now. 

Advice

I was adding music to my iPod that Eli likes and I asked him what I should name the new playlist I was making for him so he would know where all 'his' music was. He said,

Tweet Tweet Bird

Well sure Eli. Whatever you say.

Be Aware

You are now breathing manually

You are now aware of the fact that your clothes are touching your skin and you can feel it

You are now aware that every time you swallow you hear a little crackle in your ears

You are now aware your nose is constantly in your peripheral vision

You are now aware that your tongue is unable to find a comfortable place in your mouth

You are now aware of how much you blink

You are now aware that your jaw has weight and you are holding it up

Your body is itching in at least one place

You are breathing manually again

You are blinking manually, too

You’re now aware I used a contraction this time, you are are now aware I just repeated a word, you are now aware this clause is false, and you are now aware that last clause was… untrue.

Final Countdown is now playing in your head



you're welcome.

Laugh, Please?

'that awkward moment when' jokes, anyone? 

That awkward moment when ...

someone says 'hello' and you say 'Good thanks!'

you say bye to someone and then you both walk off in the same direction

you accidentally call your teacher 'mom'

you don't know if you should hug someone, high five them, or just walk away

you don't know which arm rest is yours at the theater

you're singing Happy Birthday but you don't know the name of the person, so you just mumble it

you confidently say the wrong answer out loud in class

someone is doing the dishes and you slowly put another dish in the sink

you see someone who looks like someone you know, so you yell their name out really loud, and it's not them

you realize that Kim Kardashians wedding could have paid your college tuition for the next 3,543 years.

you hold the door for someone, but they are just a little too far away

you have to like your own Facebook status, because no one else did.

you chew on someone else's pen

you actually have to explain to someone that you are being sarcastic

two of your friends get in a fight in the hallway and you have to decide which friend to walk with after it

you start telling a story and realize no one is listening, so you fade out slowly and pretend you never said anything

you're texting and you feel like the person next to you is reading your texts so you try to hide your phone

you drop a slice of cheese and it slides down your stomach, only to be grated by your abs

Bruno Mars says he will die in various excruciating ways for you 

you are trying to look at ads, but a bunch of YouTube videos show up

spelling is so important that it changes everythong

a sentence doesn't end the way you think it octopus

you think you're doing really well at Mario Kart only to realize you've been looking at your friends screen

you say 'awkward' to make a non awkward situation awkward

you make awkward eye contact with the person in the car next to you...twice.

you're looking for your brother Marco in the pool

your mom tells you to wait in line at the grocery store and she'll 'be right back' and you are almost to the cashier

Social Butterfly

Ok, so it's a pretty well known fact that I don't get out much....that's what happens when your life revolves around work and you have about 2 friends in Burley. Sometimes less. My wonderful, marvelous, fantastic, best aunt bought me a ticket to go to the Jon Schmidt and Steve Sharp Nelson Benefit Concert. Whew, that's a mouthful. Some friends I know happened to be going and we all sat together and just had a special time. It was a really cool 'concert' and I had a fabulous time. The sad thing is now I feel like I can never ever reach that greatness in piano skill, and I feel way inferior about that. This guy was truly fantastic at playing the piano and the whole time I wished I was his child (in a non creepy 'I just wish you were my dad or my piano teacher' way) If you are all super confused and wishing you knew what I was talking about, I will give you the rundown of what these guys did....Jon plays the piano (super amazingly well) and he uses everything from his head to his hands and his feet...sometimes upside down or laying down or dancing or whatever he feels like doing. Steve plays the cello, also really well. They take songs and put their own spin on them. Here is a small taste of what we're dealing with here...

Ok, well now that I have filled my sales pitch quota, I can go to bed.

You Sneaky Mom!

Ok, I know Halloween is over but this video is so good I just couldn't not share it. I love both of these little boys especially how chill the one is the whole time. Ha I hope my kids are this cool.

Words

Everything in life is temporary... so if things are going good, enjoy it...it won't last forever. And if things are going bad, don't worry. It can't last forever either. Life is made up of years that mean nothing and moments that mean it all every new day is a chance to change your life.  it takes both rain and sunshine to make a rainbow times in life that seem to be the worst always turn out for the best You only live once, so do everything twice.  half of life is messing up-the other half is dealing with it when life locks you in your room, simply go out the window. 

Contemplation often makes life miserable. We should act more, think less, and stop watching ourselves live. Don't run through life so fast that you forget not only where you've been, but where you're going. Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass....it's about learning to dance in the rain. the sun is somewhere shining even when it rains life isn't supposed to make you feel happy. it isn't meant to make you sad either. it's just there to make you feel. don't let the darkness of the past cover the brightness of the future. the greatest risk in life is not taking one don't cry because its over, smile because it happened You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough. sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple. if you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there. but better to be hurt by the truth than comforted with a lie life is to be enjoyed, not endured. the flower that blooms in adversity is the rarest and most beautiful of all do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail a learning experience is one of those things that says, 'You know that thing you just did? Don't do that.' If my life is going to mean anything, I have to live it myself. If you can't change your fate, change your attitude. The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing now and then it's good to pause in our own pursuit of happiness and just be happy live simply so others may simply live it's not the length of life, but the depth. your life is an occasion. rise to it. nothing in life is to be feared, it is only to be understood. Now is the time to understand more, so we may fear less. Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much. in a time of destruction, create something. how much I missed, simply because I was afraid of missing it. never allow a person to tell you no who doesn't have the power to say yes how people treat you is their karma; how you react is yours. It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you never stop

Compliments

I have been at my sister's this weekend so I hang out with her and her friends and I go where she goes. Yesterday, we were walking to a house not far from hers to watch a movie, so I decided I didn't need to get fancy or anything. I threw on my favorite sweatshirt and a pair of basketball shorts with my comfy moccasins. We were walking down the sidewalk when we ran into a girl she knew. After talking to her for awhile, I realized that this girl wasn't going to be one of my best friends... She looked at my outfit and said

'How old are you? (20) Oh, yeah, I used to dress like you, but now I have style.'

The Cat Lady

Alright Netflix streaming error N8107-154-5006, I don't have time for you! I was patient at first, but now you've just ruined my evening. Ok when did my life get so boring? People, I need a job, I need school, I need a new house, maybe some new friends (not that I don't love my currents ones, they just are not present in my life) and I need it to preferably be soon. Deal? I have hit a snag with WSU and they are not so helpful in the 'request more information' department. We've been playing phone tag for about a week and I am so almost ready to just move to Europe and forget about my responsibilities as an adult. The most productive thing I did today was flirt with a 2 year old at Wendy's. Sound sketchy? It was his fault, not mine. I was standing in line and his dad was holding him and he would bury his face in his dads neck, peek out, smile at me hugely, then go back to hiding. It was pretty cute. Then he got to laughing out loud when I would smile at him and his dad took him away. Ha. I am creepy. Then, ironically enough they sat by us, and we were allowed to continue our game. It was a great night. Also, I raked 9234980k3824j0238 leaves. Proof below.

Now, if only boys my own age could love me as much as this little boy did, I would be going places.  Literally...like on a date. 

aaand we'll throw in a picture of my brother for good measure... 

and one of me with the friendsies

and a little proof that I am indeed a good kid and go to church :)

Awkward

Here is a story. It's the best I can do today. I've been feeling a little sickly as you may have heard. You can call me lazy or whatever you want, but I like to take it easy around here. Around 6 tonight I decided it finally was time to get in the shower because I had to go to my church and play the piano for a little group doing a song, and I figured the least I could do was be presentable. After I got out, I went into the living room for a second to check something on my mom's computer before I went downstairs. Being the only one home, I didn't think it would be a big deal. I did happen to notice the front door was open and the porch light was on, but I didn't think too much of that. Suddenly, I hear a knock on the screen door. I froze in place while a million scenarios ran through my head: Run for it and risk being seen, stay on the couch and hope they don't open the door, talk out loud and tell them I was in a towel, answer the door in said towel and hope it was one of my moms female friends who would understand why I was standing there in a towel, or do nothing. I chose option A and ran for it. I bolted into my brothers' bedroom and turned off the light. (in stressful situations I like to think that the dark will solve all my problems) The person at the door then rang the doorbell. All the lights are on in the house and the door is open, so I suppose they just figured I was taking my time answering the door. I am almost positive they heard me run across the living room as well. After the 3rd ring, they gave up and left. I stayed in the room for a second making sure I was clear and then went to close the door. As I got to the door I look out and see them sitting in a big silver truck just waiting outside my house. So I, being the rational person I am, turn off the living room lights and shut the door. I honestly had no idea what else to do. I'm sure they were really confused as to why I wouldn't answer the door and I just wish I could have explained myself or at least had someone else here to do it for me! I'm sure they thought I was rude or something. I then ran downstairs and dressed myself faster than I've ever  put clothes on before. Moral of the story: Always get dressed after you shower.

                                                        And this is my other issue: 

www.toysarecool.com

What does it tell you when I get on the family computer and type in a 'w' into the address bar, and Webkinz pops right up? I live in a family of preschoolers.

ps: I made up that address as my title, it being the first thing that popped into my head. Out of curiosity I went there. Its a real site. People are so cool.

90's Kids

If you were born in the 90's, you will know what I mean when I say PB&J Otter made me think this was an impossible thing to have in my life...turns out, it's real. I need this when I grow up.

click on this for a special treat.

I Just Wanna Be OK!

Ok, this is getting ridiculous! I have been sick since Monday night. I didn't even go to work yesterday! Lucky for me, those hard workers I work with finished the field yesterday so now all we have to do is clean up! Which sounds a lot more fun than I'm sure it actually is. I have got a lot of sleeping done (pretty sure I caught up for the month)...Yesterday I went to bed at 5 and woke up this morning at 8. That's called 15 hours of sleep people. My mom keeps making fun of me because my voice cuts in and out in volume and tone. I mostly have lowered my voice level by at least a gender. So, for now I will just be a quiet man.

The one thing I did accomplish was updating my sisters blog and if you know her, let me know and I will accept you and allow you to read it. It's pretty good if I do say so myself.

Spread Those Wings

It has finally happened. The moment we (well me at least) have all been waiting for. I got my acceptance letter to Washington State University! I have been waiting for this for at least a month. I will be going to Kennewick, Washington for a semester of school in January and if all goes well, will graduate from there (don't worry, not any time soon or anything). I still have a lot of details to figure out and I have a lot of things to do before I go, but I am up for the challenge. I kind of feels like I am writing an obituary to my old life and completely gearing up for a new one, and for me,  it feels kind of weird. I already did the whole college scene and was not too impressed with what it had to offer, so maybe things will be different this time around. What I do know is that I am ready to start a life for myself and I know I can't do that from the basement of my parents house. I am grateful they gave me this opportunity to get a hold of myself and figure out what I wanted, instead of just shoving me out of the house in search of a new beginning. I guess it just really kind of hit me that this is what I want, and I'm excited to be able to have this opportunity. It's not everyday that you make a future for yourself.

Ok, all this deepness is really hard to come by so we'll just be done with this sentimentality for now.

Two Words

Bucket. List.

Burn, Baby Burn

Ok. This post is going to be super fast and kind of lacking in detail....but only because I have told this story 200 times today and I am getting tired of talking and coming up with words. So, we'll do pictures again, because I am a little kid and that is what I deal best with..

This is when we were standing at the cellar. We heard numerous ambulance and fire truck sirens and saw them speed past us.  Long story short: my cousin parked his truck in the field in some weeds and when he walked away the weeds caught fire and a large fire started taking over most of the field and putting his truck up in flames. (he wasn't hurt, his poor truck sure was though)

truck bed

The weed field that caught fire. There were still 3 fire trucks out there at that point putting the smoldering stuff out

what used to be the front seat (I think). Not even the steering wheel is there

the back seat

front passenger window

tail light

back tire

one of 3 fire trucks

There is a super cool picture of the truck actually on fire but the guy who sent it to me didn't actually send it to me, so I'll have to get that later. All in all, it was a very interesting afternoon. So, if anyone has an extra pickup laying around, I know someone who would really love it!